spring dream

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Wen Qi crashed into a warm embrace, and his body instinctively wanted to resist, but a certain sense of familiarity vaguely permeated from his heart made him give up struggling, tilted his head, and leaned against the bed only separated by a thin piece of cloth. , hot chest.

The moment Xiao Er picked up Wen Qi, his heart ached. The person in his arms was so thin and light.

Lu Ran and Lao Song followed behind them, and when they walked out, Boss Chen's cold voice sounded in his ears: "Xiao Er."

Xiao Er stopped and kept his eyes on Wen Qi.

"I seem to have indulged you too much." With one hand behind Boss Chen's back, two security guards approached them and blocked the door, "Come whenever you want, leave whenever you want, and someone who wants to take me away, isn't it appropriate? "

"Your person?" Xiao Er said in a very light tone, for fear of disturbing Wen Qi who was resting, "You deserve it too?"

The security guard picked up the baton by his side, and Boss Chen was exhausted: "We are talking about things other than business." He raised his finger and pointed to Wen Qi, "I have raised him for three years and provided him with housing and work." , I didn’t ask for anything in return. You northerners, don’t you just say the word “reasonable”? It’s about emotion and reason, Xiao Er, can you weigh it clearly?”

The scene was at a stalemate for a while, and after Boss Chen's voice fell, there was no movement in the house.

Wen Qi's breathing gradually slowed down, and he slept peacefully with his cold hands tucked into his wide jacket.Xiao Er reluctantly looked away from his face, looked at Lu Ran, and tilted his head at him expressionlessly.

Lu Ran knowingly took out the check in the inner pocket of the backpack and handed it to Boss Chen, Xiao E then asked, "Is that enough?"

Boss Chen obviously didn't expect them to have such great "sincerity", and asked in puzzlement, "Who is this child?"

Xiao Er took another step, and the vain steps finally fell into reality.

"The one who can decide my life or death."

Daqie left the club at high speed and galloped towards the inn six kilometers away.Lao Song stepped on the gas pedal to the end, and when he encountered a red light, he had time to look up in the rearview mirror.

The person in the back seat only wore a black short-sleeved sleeve, and he wasn't too cold. He put his right hand behind the head of the man who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, and supported his neck to make his posture more relaxed.

Back at the inn, Lu Xiaozhao waited anxiously outside the door, first saw Lu Ran and Lao Song, just about to wave hello, froze for a moment, looked behind them on tiptoe, and hurried over to help.

Lu Ran winked at Lu Xiaozhao, led him into the room, put down his backpack, took a clean towel and soaked it in warm water.Xiao Er gently put Wen Qi on the bed, covered the quilt, took the wet towel and carefully wiped his hands and feet.

"You guys go to eat first, and then find a doctor." Xiao Er cleared his throat, "Let him give Wen Qi a rough check."

Hearing Wen Qi's name, Lu Xiaozhao was stunned, staring at the person on the bed with wide round eyes.

Lu Ran didn't hesitate, he knew that Xiao Er needed a quiet space to buffer his emotions, so he pulled Lu Xiaozhao and Lao Song out, and went to the front desk to ask where he could find a doctor who could come to see a doctor.

It was not halfway through the day, and Xiao Er was so exhausted that it seemed as if several years had passed.The quilt in front of him rose and fell slightly, and Wen Qi's breathing tightly wrapped around him like intertwined vines, driving his heart rhythm to beat steadily.

There will be no more suffering, he thought.

The blank six-year time was folded and smoothed out. The 13-year-old Wen Qi in his memory and the 19-year-old boy in front of him slowly overlapped together. Stopped, held Wen Qi's hand, lowered his head and smiled.

Patta, hot tears rolled down the back of his hand, this was the first time Xiaoer cried bitterly, and it was also the last time.He muttered to himself for a long time, until the warm sunlight outside the window slipped into the house and enveloped them.

When Wen Qi regained consciousness, the doctor made a preliminary diagnosis of his illness—spleen and lung dampness and cold, and the skin on his body was reddened widely. Due to the sequelae of the test drug, the function of some organs declined. The specific situation depends on the situation. Results of blood tests.

Wen Qi resisted needles and medicines, huddled under the quilt and hugged his head, refusing to cooperate. Xiao Er thanked the doctor and planned to take him back to Beijing for further examination.

Even talking and singing, Wen Qi was finally coaxed out of the bed. Xiao E fed him two mouthfuls of white porridge, but seeing that he couldn't eat any more, he coaxed him to sleep again.

With Wen Qi left over, Xiao E swallowed half of the bowl in one gulp. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Lu Xiaozhao who was covering his ears, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"Master Xiao." Lu Xiaozhao cried, "I... this is the first time I've heard you sing."

Xiao Er didn't take it seriously, and continued to ask cheekily: "Well, what's the matter?"

Lu Xiaozhao didn't have the nerve to say so, but Lu Ran, who was also plugging his ears, said with difficulty: "From now on, before going to bed at night, please don't sing a lullaby to Wen Qi, it's better to tell a ghost story."

Xiao Er chuckled twice, this was the second time he laughed from the bottom of his heart today, the depression in his chest dissipated, and he glanced at Wen Qi, feeling reborn.

The bowl was empty, Xiao Er raised his head and asked Lu Ran: "Is there any more? I suddenly feel very hungry."

Lu Ran took the bowl, couldn't stop laughing, and changed the thermos bucket: "Eat, there are plenty."

Lao Song took the Lu brothers to visit Ruili for a long time. Lu Xiaozhao got his wish and changed into the new clothes that Lu Ran bought for him. He took several pictures. When he took the pictures alone, his expression was very natural, but when he took pictures with his brother , just froze and stood aside in embarrassment.

Lu Xiaozhao stood on the slope of the park, and secretly set one of the group photos as the background of the lock screen. Unexpectedly, he was fascinated by staring at Lu and then his head. "Brother", he fell straight into Lu Ran's arms.

Lu Ran straightened Lu Xiaozhao: "How old is he? You still walk so carelessly."

Lu Xiaozhao curled his lips and muttered: "Why don't you treat me like a child now?"

Lu Ran bent his index finger and scratched the bridge of Lu Xiaozhao's nose, clasped his fingers together and held his hand, turned his face to look at his red ears, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Look at the camera."

The rays of the sun were just right, with a faint red halo lining the whole body, Lu Xiaozhao raised the corners of his lips, and heard a "click" from Lu Ran's cell phone, freezing the most beautiful picture forever.