[Slag Fan] [Ice Nine] [Modern Overhead] The Law of Day and Night

67

When Luo Binghe woke up in a convulsion, two hours had just passed.

He wanted to sit up immediately - to attack anyone who came near him, to defend his territory.But he soon saw that it was futile: he couldn't control a single finger.The shadowless lamp is like the huge compound eyes of insects, replicating a hundred and ten strong light spots in his line of sight.He felt that someone was standing in front of the operating table, his breath was not Shen Qingqiu, but his technique was still gentle, cleaning his wound.

I live?And got caught again?He squinted his eyes, saw clearly that the man was wearing a badge, the doctor's name was Mu Qingfang, and thought to himself: What should Shen Qingqiu do?Is he seriously injured? Is he also undergoing surgery?What if he wakes up and finds that there is no me?

The cold scalpel sliced ​​through him without any good flesh. He felt as if he had been stabbed suddenly, and a thought popped up uncontrollably:

if he dies?If he dies and I live, will I be left alone again?

At this time, the person beside him backed away, and put the bullet taken out of his chest back into the tray together with the tweezers.Then he seemed to turn his head, and persuaded to the other side of the room where the light couldn't reach: "You can't help it if you keep hiding there and licking your wounds... borrow some light, can you see?"

Luo Binghe's heart skipped a beat: Is there anyone else?Who will it be?will be……

"One or two of you are really terribly tenacious. You made a mess of stopping the bleeding. Fortunately, it was delivered in time. If you were later, you would have lost your chance." It didn't scare me to death, fortunately the underground clinic has sound insulation - I just happened to come here, and I don't want to inherit the career of my colleagues..."

A voice interrupted him: "I'm the one occupying the magpie's nest," the voice said hoarsely, Luo Binghe felt relieved, knowing that it must be Shen Qingqiu, "I need a place to live." He sighed softly, He said to himself, "You're right, it's a mess... I don't know what I'm doing."

"You broke a hand, and you carried a person for two streets, and you still haven't figured out why you saved him?" Live nearby. You have no time to transfer, although I still believe that he will not take the initiative to confess you, it is still too easy to catch you."

Shen Qingqiu's voice sounded extremely exhausted: "Then just bet... I can't think of a countermeasure." He said honestly, "I didn't think about it so much at first, and I was tired of hiding."

So the doctor continued to deal with it in silence, not knowing exactly what caused Shen Qingqiu's "mess", Luo Binghe only felt that the wound had been scorched by fire, and the visual impact and psychological construction were equally strong to stop the bleeding.

Talk more, he thought tediously, if you can't see you, it's good to hear your voice.

"I'm still worried," fortunately the doctor said again after a while, "Although asking you may not be the truth, but then have you thought about it? Taking him is carrying the nightmare of the past—not to mention you gave him back Two guns, whether he hates you or not; but are you willing to throw him away? Sell him? There are many buyers who are willing to take over."

"What is there to be reluctant about?" Shen Qingqiu said forcefully.After a while, he hissed, as if he had touched the wound, and continued, somewhat uncomfortably, "Dig a hole and bury it, so as not to make a mess everywhere."

Luo Binghe heard that he was angry, and found it very novel.

"I saved it for you," the doctor also smiled, glanced at Luo Binghe, and found that his eyes were open, trying to look behind him.

He pushed Luo Binghe's head back with the back of his hand, turned around and said: "Look, I just woke up and wanted to find you."

Shen Qingqiu responded. "Come and help me when you're done." He was a little cold, but his tone was unprecedentedly relieved, like a beast confirming his safety, finally lowered his head, and began to seriously lick his wound.

"Are you just here to see him?"

Luo Binghe didn't have any expectations at first, but when he said it, he couldn't restrain himself from imagining the scene where Shen Qingqiu cared about him: what expression would he have?What will be the first sentence of the rest of your life?He particularly wanted to know: Why did Shen Qingqiu rescue him again, was he moved?Still in love with him?What is he thinking?

He was immersed in his own pink bubbles, only Mu Qingfang saw Shen Qingqiu raised an eyebrow, and cast a suspicious look at him.

"I don't think he can be cured, so I won't go." He replied, looking at him, it was difficult to get up and go to Jiewa, "Just let him stay by himself."

He admits that the guilt he feels for a moment is huge-but it's more anxiety, everything is going on the right track, and the problem is avoided.

68

They spent a few weeks in the black clinic in peace, Luo Binghe tried his best to recover as soon as possible, if the mountain does not come, I will go to the mountain, if I go to the mountain, I will catch him and give him a kiss.Probably because his recovery was too threatening, Shen Qingqiu knew that the danger was approaching, so he didn't hang around him too much, he just avoided if he could.

After all, Yue Qingyuan didn't bring anyone to block the door, and Mu Qingfang had to go back to work, before leaving, she read out the doctor's order with Shen Qingqiu's dissatisfied gaze, and even said a few words about Shen Qingqiu's injury.The bones in one of his arms were almost completely shattered into bone fragments. Compared with this devastating injury, the other bones were not injured.But even so, the extensive burns and infection on his back left him weak for a long time.Most of the time, he has a low-grade fever, takes medicine, and holds a water glass in a daze all day long.His age and physique made him far from the vitality of Luo Binghe who was wounded and sick.

In the end, Luo Binghe played tricks. He lay on the bed with all his hands and feet and pretended that his condition had deteriorated and became unconscious for a few days. After a hard sell, he tricked Shen Qingqiu into seeing the situation again.

But when Shen Qingqiu moved a chair over and stretched out his hand to him, he didn't know what to do: it's good to catch him off guard and force him to be unhappy, but it's inevitable that he would pull his face down, scold him and then walk away; He will definitely reveal his secrets when he touches them, they are too familiar, just like Shen Qingqiu can tell if he is pretending to be sick with a single touch, just like Luo Binghe can predict at this moment that his anger will turn into anger after showing tenderness.

But after Shen Qingqiu touched his forehead and neck briefly, he probably knew it in his heart, turned around and sat down on the chair he brought over, and began to peel the oranges in the fruit plate by the bed.

He seemed to have something to say, but hesitated, so he had to gather his courage.The atmosphere was not very good, and Luo Binghe also realized that he was treating himself as a difficult but reasonable child-not a valuable object, a tame beast, a certain variable in the plan, but not him A companion that is enough to carry with you for a lifetime in your imagination.

But Shen Qingqiu just peeled it gracefully and ate it like a cat. Luo Binghe couldn't bear to pretend to be asleep and then pretended to wake up. After two bites, he stuffed the remaining half into his hands.

"Stop pretending," he said, "get up quickly after eating."

69

Luo Binghe tried so hard that he had cramps, but he couldn't control the corners of his mouth, so he had to forcefully open his eyes.

He wanted to laugh, to be proud, and even to peacock, so he heard Shen Qingqiu's voice calmly say: "Heal your wounds, learn the rules, just leave here and live."

Luo Binghe got up suddenly: "You want to drive me away?" He reacted very violently, his eyes were red, and his upper body forced towards Shen Qingqiu, "Even if so many things happened, you still want to drive me away? What's wrong with me? Make you want to throw me away every day?"

"You think I'm throwing you away," Shen Qingqiu had to avoid his sharp gaze, he spoke quickly, and it was obvious that the words were carefully considered, "how can one person throw away another? You and I are neither relatives nor old friends. The past grievances and resentments have all been settled, and I have no reason to..."

"—I love you," Luo Binghe suddenly interrupted him, "Didn't I say it before? Then do it again, I love you, I want to follow you, I want to be with you forever!"

"What do you know?" Shen Qingqiu was also annoyed, he pushed him away abruptly and stood up, his hands were clutched again, unable to break free, "It's just because I've been the only one! What can you tell? Your experiment is over It's—never started again, it was all wrong from the beginning! What's the point of being with me? Rather than letting you grow up and come back to hate me—" Better to get rid of you now!

Luo Binghe obviously also understood the half-sentence he hadn't finished speaking, and the undisguised contradiction in it.He raised his head, Shen Qingqiu's ears were red, and he stubbornly stared at him.

The two stalemate for a while, Luo Binghe took three consecutive breaths to stabilize his voice.

"I can prove it to you," he said, "You can't be afraid of things that haven't happened yet. You taught me, but you forgot? You ask me the meaning of living, and if you answer, you can't do it." If so, what is the meaning of your life?"

Shen Qingqiu moved his lips, then tightened them again, but did not answer.

"Being the person in charge at the test site?" So Luo Binghe continued to guess, "Destroy the test site and die with me... Is this a great pursuit? There is no test site now, and you have died with me once. , instead of promising to give it to me in the next life, I don’t know when I will meet you in the next life, so it’s better to honor it now..."

"Who agreed?" Shen Qingqiu said, being teased by Luo Binghe pinching his fingers.

"Of course I want to experience life—why can't it be your life?" He said bluntly and confidently, "It's because you already have a relationship, like Qiu Haitang, Yue Qingyuan, or that doctor Mu Qingfang... "

Shen Qingqiu finally couldn't bear his mouthful of nonsense, and threw his hand away.

Luo Binghe seemed to have finally bullied him, and he was still talking quickly behind his back: "Ten years? 100 years! Just wait and see if I change my mind!"

Shen Qingqiu slammed the door viciously - he didn't dare to turn his head, but his face blushed all the way to the base of his neck, and there was nothing to hide: "I'll wait and see? That's because you have too little experience!" He yelled outside the door angrily. ,"--What are you laughing laughing!"

70

After Luo Binghe laughed, seeing that Shen Qingqiu really left in a huff, he picked up the orange and took a mouthful of it triumphantly - he was so sour that he realized that Shen Qingqiu was clearly here to persuade him to quit, but he turned back Show mercy as usual.

He choked twice, but he didn't want to vomit after all. He finished eating the sour oranges in the hot early summer sun, turned over and got out of bed as if he was revived.

The sun is warm and bright.

The days are only getting longer.

END