my cutie

After Song Yi came out from home that day, he first went to buy men's clothes, and found a hotel to stay in, but he couldn't sleep all night. He felt that he couldn't stay here anymore. In a city where Xiao He is, no matter where he is, It will make his heart more chaotic.

So the next day, he explained what he should explain, found a tour group that was going to leave that day, and went to Sanya with a group of grandparents.

Since he was the only young man in the whole regiment, these grandpas and grandmas cared about him very much.

"Xiao Yi, let me tell you, quarreling at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, your lover is just a little younger and not very sensible, let him think about it, he will understand, you are good enough "Grandma Tang, who sat with him along the way, probably understood a little bit, so she told him.

"Yes, my old man's temper is also very violent. Sometimes I feel that I can't tell him clearly. You, come out and have fun with us. He will figure it out by himself, just like my old man. You also know how to buy flowers for me to make amends." Grandma Li also said.

Song Yi thinks these old people are very cute. Although he is very sad, he feels that his position on this matter is not wrong. The only thing wrong is that out of his own selfishness, he did not find a good time to talk to Xiao Xiao in time. River description.

He really hoped that Xiao He could become more mature, he was a little tired, the continuous work had exhausted him, and he had no chance to have a good talk with his secret, even though he knew that his temper was just like that, but that day He really didn't have the strength to justify and coax him.

He is quite happy in Sanya these days, and it is not the peak season for tourism, and getting along with grandparents is also very pleasant. Although someone calls him every day, he doesn't want to answer it, whether it is Xiao He or someone else's.

After a week of travel, the grandpas and grandmas were about to return. Song Yi didn't really want to leave, so he communicated with the travel agency and stayed by himself.

When sending the grandparents to the car, the old people were obviously reluctant to part.

"Xiaoyi, this is the conch picked by grandma. Although there are many here, I still want to give this to you. Sometimes, you have to pick it up and put it down. Since you are here to put it down, then let it go well. Have a happier life, when you are going back and when you will pick it up again, it will be much easier. I am very happy to travel with you, and I wish you a real fun in the next journey." Grandma Tang Pushed a conch into his hand and said goodbye to him.

Song Yi is indeed a good boy, but when he was playing here, he was obviously not enjoying himself. He always looked at his mobile phone as if he was worried about something. Although he knew that he had something on his mind, Grandma Tang still hoped that he would be happier. .

Song Yi bid farewell to this group of lovely grandparents, and turned off his mobile phone completely. He stayed here for a few more days, without being disturbed, but it also made him think about some things.

Xiao He is young, and he is very emotional when doing things, and has a very violent temper. It is understandable to lose his temper when facing things he doesn't like. After calming down, he feels that he can understand.

In fact, he knows better than anyone else that Xiao He will become what he is today because he lacked too many things in the past. He has nothing but the achievements that e-sports gave him back.

And he is the only one for him in the future.

If he had to choose between women's clothing and Xiao He, he would still choose Xiao He.

Since the answer has always been fixed, and he knows that if he loves a boy like Xiao He, that may be the only way to go, so why does he still want to get angry?

In the evening, Song Yi sat in a small shop by the sea and looked at the endless sea. The sea breeze brought a burst of saltiness. He took a sip of coconut juice and laughed that he shouldn't be angry with him for so long.

I took out a mobile phone that hadn’t been turned on for a few days, and when I turned it on again, WeChat had already displayed 99+

Most of the messages were sent to him by Jin Ling.

When he saw the end from top to bottom, he stood up stiffly, and immediately called Xiao He, but no one answered.

He immediately booked a flight ticket to go back soon, and immediately set off for the airport.

On the way to the airport, he saw all the news about Xiao He's surgery.

It turned out that when he was so busy with work that he couldn't tell the day and night, Xiao He performed the operation quietly. On the day of the video, his complexion was bad because of the operation, but he still insisted on seeing himself. Is it because of himself? Afraid that he would find out about the house and ignore his state.

When they met that day, it should be that Xiao He was discharged from the hospital not long after the operation, and he lost his temper so much, which caused the wound on his hand to open.

But he didn't know all of this at the time, and told him so many things that undoubtedly added fuel to the fire for him.

He was very distressed along the way, and he called Xiao He a few more times, but still no one answered, and it was only when he was about to ascend the throne that the phone was answered.

But it's not Xiao He, it's an aunt.

Auntie's voice was very low, "Are you Mr. Xiao's lover? Mr. Xiao has fallen asleep. His wound hurts and he hasn't been able to rest well in the past few days. He basically hasn't slept much."

Song Yi was even more worried when he heard his aunt say this. When Xiao He needed him the most, he was not by his side, and instead had a big fight with him. He asked in a trembling voice, "Is he okay? Is it serious? "

The aunt whispered, "I don't know the details, but Dr. Xiang never gave him a good face. Are you busy? Can you come back to see him? He seems to have been waiting for you all the time."

Hearing this sentence, he couldn't hold back his tears anymore, "I'll be back soon, please take care of him before I come back."

On the plane, Song Yi was in a bad mood, both distressed and guilty. He answered the phone a few days earlier and it would not be the result now.

After getting off the plane and out of the airport, he went straight to the hospital. It took him more than two hours to arrive at the hospital until after three o'clock in the middle of the night.

Standing in front of Xiao He's ward, he retreated a bit, suddenly he was afraid to face Xiao He inside.

Does he blame himself?

Blame myself for not being by his side when he needed it most, blame myself for not hearing from him without leaving a word, blame myself for not seeing his phone but turning a blind eye.

He put his hand on the doorknob and didn't dare to turn it, but he wanted to see Xiao He again, and wanted to know how he was doing.

"He hasn't woken up yet, let's go in." Xiang Li saw Song Yi standing at the door from a distance, not going in for a long time, and sighed secretly.

These two people are fools.

Song Yi glanced back at Xiang Li, Xiang Li nodded to him, motioning him to go in.

Song Yi then turned the handle and stepped into the ward.

Auntie Ben was resting on the sofa, and when she saw him coming in, she got up and greeted him.

Song Yi told her aunt to go back to rest. She has worked hard these days.

The aunt didn't shirk, and left first.

Song Yi sat in front of Xiao He's hospital bed, looking at his slightly frowning face even in his sleep.

He lost some weight, and his complexion became even worse. Song Yi gently touched his face with his hand, but was afraid that he would wake him up, so he just touched it lightly, and then withdrew his hand.

He took another look at his right hand that was outside the quilt, slowly opened his sleeve, and saw the bandage wrapped around his arm.

Before I knew it, my eyes were red again.

His eyes full of guilt made him not know how to make up for it. Xiao He's hand was the most precious part of his body, but now he was hurt again and again.

He didn't even dare to touch Xiao He's hand again, but just sat quietly beside him, looking at him, the more he looked at him, the more worried and sad he became.

I don't know how long it took, but when the sky was about to dawn, Song Yi couldn't support himself and fell asleep after being exhausted all the way.

When he woke up again, Xiao He was looking at him.

Just when the eyes were intertwined, Song Yi's eyes began to shed tears.

"Ahe..."

"sorry."

The voices of the two people sounded at the same time, Song Yi called him, and Xiao He said sorry to him.

Song Yi shook his head slightly with tears in his eyes.

All the anger in my heart disappeared the moment I heard that he had the operation.

"I won't stop you from wearing women's clothing in the future." Xiao He told him softly, trying to sound as gentle as possible.

Song Yi shook his head, "I won't wear it anymore, and I won't wear it in the future."

Xiao He's left hand was still infusion, "Don't cry, I don't have hands to wipe your tears for you, and I can't hug you."

After Song Yi heard this, he hurriedly wiped his tears with his sleeves, and sniffed hard, "I won't cry, come and hug me when you get better, and I will hug you before you get better."

Seeing his appearance, Xiao He's eyes were also red, "You are right, you are not my appendage, nor my private property. I can't bind you with love and make you give up and be yourself. But Ah Yi, I'm not very smart, I don't know much about feelings, and my thoughts are very simple, even selfish and domineering, and I'm very impatient, so can you treat me a little worse so that I won't hurt you like this."

In so many days, he has experienced too many things and learned too many truths.

Song Yi did so many things he didn't know because he loved him, why couldn't he do something for Song Yi to broaden his "bottom line"?

Since Song Yi loves to wear women's clothing, then he tried to accept it, "I won't object to you wearing women's clothing anymore, but you have to promise me not to wear it for others to see, I'm really selfish and domineering, and I always don't give What do you want more. Especially you, I always greedily want everything, even a little bit, I am not willing to give it to others, you are my Xiao He's little cutie, I don't allow others to think about it."

Song Yi cried heavily, shook his head and nodded desperately, unable to say a word.

His Xiaohe is already the only one, so how could he be willing to treat him a little bit worse?

He can't, he can only love him a little more, a little more, until all the thorns in his body are softened, so that he no longer feels insecure.

At this time, a nurse came to round the ward, and saw that the medicine in Xiaohe's hanging bottle was almost empty, and after looking at the list, there was no other medicine to be given, so he gave him an injection.

"Don't get too excited, you still have to take a look at his hanging bottle." The nurse couldn't help reminding.

Song Yi wiped his tears and said sorry.

A nurse like him felt like she had done something wrong, "Don't do this, I just reminded you."

Then he glanced at Xiao He for help, Xiao He signaled that she was fine, and she went out.

After drawing the needle, Xiao He freed his left hand, and he turned sideways to wipe Song Yi's tears, "It's really all right, don't cry, I will feel bad."

Song Yi suppressed his emotions very much, tried hard to control it, and finally managed to control it, and saw Xiao He took out a box from under the pillow and handed it to him, motioning him to open it.

Song Yi looked at the packaging of the box and vaguely knew what it was. When he opened it, a simple yet elegant ring lay inside. There was no extra decoration on the ring, and a row of letters and numbers were simply engraved on it.

It's his and Xiao He's names, and his birthday.

"Ayi, will you allow me to marry you?" Xiao He thought that he was not worthy of Song Yi, but Song Yi had become the rest of his life, so he could only ask him cheekily, would he still be willing? Accept him like this.

The tears that Song Yi had just stopped flowed down from his eyes again.

He nodded vigorously, wiped away his tears and told him with a smile.

"Of course, I'm your peerless cutie."

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