False success

The manager and Xiao Qu said that Cheng Qing was fine, obviously putting it lightly.In fact, Cheng Qing suffered a lot of crimes. He had a high fever and was confused, his lower part was swollen and bleeding, and he had not recovered from his serious injury.

But Chengqing didn't dare to waste time on recuperation.No one knows better than him that he finally returned to Xiao Qu's side, and the rest of his life will be lost every day.

There is no need to think about staying together for a lifetime. He doesn't have much time, and he wasted more than two months in the hospital. If he recuperates, if he disappears one day, it will be a complete farewell.

The word "Farewell" was like a nightmare, Cheng Qing struggled to wake up, the pajamas he put on not long ago were already soaked in cold sweat, the sticky touch was like fresh blood gushing from his body back then.

He stood up, and the piercing pain came from the place where he was torn.He frowned tightly, and slowly turned sideways, trying not to put pressure on the overused places.

But it was useless, the pain seemed to be awakened suddenly, no matter how much he forced himself not to think or feel, it still ran around like crazy in his body.

He knelt on the bed, with his upper body lying on the quilt, it seemed that only by maintaining this position would he not feel so uncomfortable.But this position is so humiliating, like waiting to be entered.

In terms of sex, he really has no experience, but at least he remembers the skills he learned from his trainer, at least he knows how to serve Xiao Qu with his mouth, and how to cater to Xiao Qu's violation with his body.

Although he did it later, he had already given everything to instinct.

And now, he didn't know what to do.

Regret of being anticlimactic, I only learned how to serve others, and didn't care how to make myself feel better afterwards.At that time, he never thought about what would happen after he left Xiao Qu's bed, and he didn't care whether he would be so sick that he would attract a doctor.

In the worst case, this body might no longer belong to him after the work is done.

But now the pain is so clear, like a bright voice reminding him - don't be afraid, you are still there.

This is an ordinary room in Huashi, it is empty, there is no waiter, and the air is filled with the vague smell of medicine.

After a night of fluid infusion, his fever has subsided, but his body is extremely weak.

He lay on his stomach for a while, enduring the unbearable pain when he just woke up, and finally remembered that he should take a shower.

When I got off the bed, I was dizzy again.He walked a few steps on the cold floor with bare feet, his feet were weak, and he accidentally pulled the wound, staggered to the ground in pain, and his knee hit the ground heavily.

"hiss……"

He grabbed his knees, took a few seconds to stand up hard, and walked towards the bathroom while leaning on the wall.

The bathroom in the common room only has a shower and no bathtub.Even if there was, in his current state, it would be difficult for him to lie down in the bathtub without someone taking care of him.

Standing under the shower, he didn't look at the direction of the hot and cold water, and turned on the tap in a daze.In an instant, cold water poured down from above, and his reaction froze. When the cold water hit his chest, his heart almost stopped suddenly.

He was propped on the slippery wall tiles, panting rapidly with his mouth open, his toes and fingers were curled up, and he had a headache like being pricked by needles.

After a while, he stretched out his hand and turned the faucet to the hot water side tremblingly.In the white mist that gradually evaporated, he pinched his muscleless arm in frustration and confusion.

The white jade-like skin was pinched with deep and shallow red marks.

Don't be so fragile, he said to himself silently in his heart, this little injury is nothing compared to the injuries you have suffered before...

"No." He shook his head and began to pant again, as if he couldn't breathe.

He grabbed his wrist, forcing himself to stop pinching his arm.

This is not your body!

Warm water slid down the back and dipped into the crotch.Ointment was applied to the wound, and it hurt and itched under the stimulation of the water flow.

He became more and more dizzy, sweat washed away in a wave, and then another wave came out, and finally he had to hastily turn off the water, and moved back to the bed with difficulty.

There are two bags of medicine piled up on the bedside table, one bag for treating cold and fever, and the other bag for relieving discomfort at acupuncture points.He took out a box of ointment, knelt on the bed, and tried to apply the medicine himself.

I didn't realize how swollen it was until I touched it with my fingers.

His face was hot for a while, and his right hand trembled uncontrollably. He wiped it several times, but he couldn't insert his fingers.

And that medicine must be applied internally.

Even a little pressure on the swollen area is uncomfortable, let alone pressing in.He thought of the scene of being kept in and out by Xiao Qu at night, and his heartbeat was so fast that it was hard to calm down.

I managed to get the medicine done, and my back and thighs were wet again, and the bath was for nothing.

There was a sound outside the door, Cheng Qing hurriedly put on his pants, but the door was already opened before his jacket was put on.

Seeing that he got up, the manager quickly closed the door, "How is it? Is it still hurting? Has the fever subsided?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." He smiled and said, "Brother, thank you, I'm fine."

The manager sighed for a while, not only regretted giving him to Xiao Qu, but also worried that he did not satisfy Xiao Qu.

It's a contradiction anyway.

Cheng Qing and the manager didn't have much to say. The original owner of this body was raised by the manager, but he was not.Getting close to the manager is just to get a chance to get close to Xiao Qu.

"You have a good rest, you don't have to go to work these days." The manager sat for a while and then left.

"Where's Mr. Xiao?" Cheng Qing suddenly asked, "Will Mr. Xiao come again?"

"Do you want him to come?"

Cheng Qing nodded.

The manager couldn't tell what it was like, "You're still hurt..."

"Brother, if he comes, will you let me go?"

"I……"

"I want to go." Cheng Qing's tone was indescribably firm, and the manager couldn't find a reason to refuse for a moment.

After a long while, the manager patted him on the shoulder, "The doctor told you to take a good rest, where...you are injured more seriously."

"Brother, please let me know." Cheng Qing said sincerely, "If Mr. Xiao is here. Also, my military uniform is missing, can you..."

The manager finally remembered about the military uniform, and his expression changed, "Last time I asked you where I found out that Mr. Xiao has a special liking for military uniforms. If you don't tell me, now I have sent you to him, you can always say right?"

Hearing the words "you have a special liking", Cheng Qing's eyes darkened slightly, as if extremely embarrassed, he lowered his head and said, "I heard what other people in the club said."

"Who said that?"

Cheng Qing tightened his fingers, his face suddenly turned pale.

Seeing his appearance, the manager softened his heart and stopped forcing him, "You can rest, I will have the military uniform washed and ironed before sending it to you."

Cheng Qing couldn't listen to what the manager said later, and he didn't know when the manager left.

He grabbed his pajama pants, the sweat from his palms slowly soaking the fabric.

Xiao Qu likes men in military uniforms, so where do I need to ask?

Isn't this something everyone knows?

He shook his head and pulled a wry smile.

Years ago, he couldn't understand the man Xiao Qu liked, and made fun of him for being a girl, and he didn't look like a soldier even in a military uniform.

What did Xiao Qu say?

"But he is beautiful, not like you, rough from head to toe. Compared with him, you are a piece of carbon."

Times have changed, and now he wants to get close to Xiao Qu, but he can only pretend to be in a military uniform like that effeminate man.

This is the fastest and most efficient way.

He has no time, so he can't think about it in the long run. Only in this way will he not leave any regrets again.

After leaving Huashi, Xiao Qu never visited Chengqing again.

He was very busy, and his life was filled with all kinds of things and people. Even though the child in military uniform gave him a feeling of nostalgia, he couldn't let him take a look.

Or rather, he thought he wouldn't take another look.

But three days later, after a party, he leaned on the back seat of the car with his eyes closed, and Cheng Qing appeared in military uniform without warning.

He opened his eyes suddenly, silently looking at the night outside the window.

After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Turn around and go to Huashi."