Chapter 81
Chapter 81
Jiang Yu's mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't even dare to make a small movement, just for fear of missing something, and also for fear that it was just his illusion.
However, Song Luo did not move any more. His fingers were clasped quietly by Jiang Yu as before, and he had no strength.
Breathing is steady.
It's as if it was an illusion just now.
Jiang Yu was trembling a little. He really couldn't keep calm in front of Song Luo, and all his emotions were given to the person in front of him.
The usually straight back couldn't help but bend, and the wound began to hurt. The pain made Jiang Yu's brain go into confusion, as if he heard Song Luo calling him.
"Jiang Yu, I am your brother."
"I will definitely treat you well."
"Happy birthday, grow up well."
"Jiang Yu, I need your company."
"You call my name again."
" ..."
Jiang Yu spent the first fifteen years of his life living a miserable life, and he was so tired that he never thought about stopping living.
But now he has grown up well and has become the best look. He is the envy of everyone. He is omnipotent and is the nineteen-year-old that everyone wants to have. But the person who made him grow up well is lying on the bed. Got there.
He once thought that he was indeed strong enough, but now he discovered that all it took was Song Luo's empty response to crush him.
His self-confidence was vulnerable to Song Luo.
Jiang Yu lowered his head, feeling that the wound hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.
The emotions that had been tense for so long were all shattered at this moment.
Why would someone give hope and be disappointed again?
Jiang Yu took Song Luo's hand and brought it to his lips. He kissed the finger that seemed to have rubbed the back of his hand again and again, and whispered again and again: "Song Luo." "
Song Luo."
" ...Song Luo."
He was just Song Luo.
It was his family member Song Luo.
It's his boyfriend Song Luo.
Perhaps due to excessive emotional ups and downs, Jiang Yu started to cough.
The chest vibrated, and the bones that had not fully recovered were even more painful, tearing at the pain nerves.
This is why Bai Kai didn't let Jiang Yu meet Song Luo immediately.
He was afraid that Jiang Yu would also fall down.
But the pain had nothing to do with Jiang Yu.
He still stubbornly chanted: "Song Luo..."
The finger he placed to his lips and continued to kiss moved.
The fingertips brushed Jiang Yu's lips, and even probed a little deeper, finally stopping in front of Jiang Yu's tongue.
It seemed that Jiang Yu's coughing or talking was too noisy, so he asked him to lower his voice.
The man on the bed, who had not changed for a long time, frowned.
The call bell rings at this time.
The footsteps in the corridor quickly came from far to near.
Countless white coats poured into the ward, making it airtight.
But Jiang Yu breathed the first breath of fresh air in a long time.
Song Luo had a very beautiful dream.
In the dream, he had a happy family, his parents were alive, he had a lovely younger brother, and he had many, many friends. He lived a free and happy life, and everything was incredibly real.
His birthday became his real birth date, not the day when he was fostered in the Song family.
His parents are still the same as before. His mother is gentle and his father is kind and strict. His mother will hold his hand when he goes home. His father will pick him up with an indifferent expression. His father will beat and scold him when he skips class. His younger brother will If you quarrel with him, you will get close to him, and you will comfort him with food when he quarrels with his parents...
He is no longer the child whose parents died and was forced to live under someone else's roof.
Song Luo felt that this was very unreal. He obviously died in a car accident, but he had such a dream that made people unwilling to wake up.
Song Luo's parents fostered him in a friend's home when he was young. They both went abroad to start a business, but both died in an accident.
Although Uncle Song, who raised him, treated him like his own son, he always knew in his heart that he was not Uncle Song's biological son.
However, he was optimistic by nature and always liked to laugh and laugh. He didn't have any major worries. The pain of losing his parents at a young age did not affect him for a long time. His life was smooth and he always regarded Uncle Song as his own family.
Until Uncle Song passed away, he had a very strange dream.
I dreamed that I was actually living in a book.
In this book, he is supposed to be a dull and boring person, and the protagonists of this book are Jiang Yu and Qiao Yu.
Jiang Yu is Uncle Song's biological son. In a few years, Jiang Yu will come to snatch his property and drive him out of the Song family.
Song Luo thought it was a bit funny at that time.
According to the description of him in this book, he could not say a word all day long, and he would endure it if Uncle Song's brother Song Mingyuan said it openly or secretly. If he really had such a temper, he would probably be able to suffocate himself to death.
Song Luo didn't believe it.
He wasn't someone who believed in ghosts and gods, and he didn't take this dream seriously at all.
It wasn't until he was 25 years old that the man named Jiang Yu really appeared.
Song Luo was the kind of person who would solve any doubts he had. He immediately went to find Song Mingyuan who was said in the book to work with Jiang Yuli and Yingwai to bring him down. Of course, he was scolded by Song Mingyuan.
Thinking about it, Song Mingyuan's chattering temperament could never keep his composure and keep in harmony with others.
However, considering that someone may really want to rob his family property, although according to the situation in the book, this person will be Uncle Song's biological son, Song Luo will not sit still and wait for death. Of course, he will take the initiative.
He went to investigate Jiang Yu.
The result was the same as in that book, Jiang Yu was really Uncle Song's biological son.
There is indeed a man named Qiao Yu next to Jiang Yu, but according to his investigation, the relationship between Qiao Yu and Jiang Yu is not very good, and it does not look like what is described in the book... What is Qiao Yu saving? During Jiang Yu's childhood, he and he became soulmates.
Song Luo was not someone who knew nothing. He knew that although Uncle Song had never been married during his lifetime, he had had many lovers, some even at the same time. At this point, Song Luo was very grateful to Uncle Song for his love for him. The grace of upbringing, but I can't agree with his approach.
However, Uncle Song has never had a child, so he didn't expect that a biological son would be born.
Song Luo didn't think too much. Since he was really his biological child, he wanted to return the Song family to the real Song family.
Regardless of whether Jiang Yu really wanted to rob the family property, it would be okay for him to give it back anyway.
As a result, he sent himself away as well.
Only then did he realize that Jiang Yu and Qiao Yu had nothing to do with each other.
It seems that everyone is not living as described in the book.
Everyone has his own will and a life he wants to live, not just cold words like the dream he once had.
They are all living, self-aware people.
Song Luo should have been happy.
There is a boyfriend who is seven years younger than him. Although he only has a cold face all day long, talks so coolly that he has no friends, is cold and strong, but in front of him he can also be a cute and innocent child, and he will lower his head and take the initiative. If you let him touch his head, you will rub him next to him and say cold words of love.
It will even be exploited by him, a ruthless capitalist.
But things always go wrong.
Song Luo remembered that when he came back from a business trip that day, the car drove smoothly, the road conditions were normal, and there was no sign of an accident.
But the accident still happened.
Song Luo was even talking to Jiang Yu when the big truck hit him.
He was still talking to Jiang Yu about where he could go for a day off to satisfy his spiritual needs, although he was older than Jiang Yu but younger than Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu's gentle voice in the headset turned into screams and hysterical cries.
Pain swept through the whole body, and warm blood flowed through the body.
Song Luo's eyes were completely dark.
It hurts so much.
Sore and tired.
It was as if his whole body had been crushed.
Why experience death again?
Didn't he already die once?
Can't we just let him continue to stay in that beautiful dream?
There was a buzzing in my ears.
"The heartbeat is normal."
"The blood pressure is normal."
"The finger moved."
"...opened the eyes!"
Above Song Luo's head was a dazzling white light, as white as if the ceiling had just been painted.
Being accustomed to the darkness, his eyes stung, causing him to involuntarily close them again.
The people around him were so tight that he couldn't breathe.
No, it's not these people's fault.
It was because he was a little out of breath.
Song Luo was about to open his eyelids with difficulty again.
But this time there was no need for him to move.
Someone stepped forward and opened his eyelids.
Then there was another loud noise that gave him a headache.
"Normal."
"All indicators are normal."
"Finally woke up."
"Just wake up."
"..."
This group of people came with great force and left in a mighty manner.
Song Luo heard the deliberately suppressed footsteps gradually fade away, and finally no one was playing with anything on him.
Everyone dispersed.
Someone finally shows up.
Jiang Yu was in a wheelchair and pushed himself in front of Song Luo.
Song Luo tried hard to hold his eyelids up so they wouldn't droop, but unfortunately he couldn't muster any strength and even tilting his head became very difficult.
Finally turning his head, he saw a familiar face in his blurred vision.
Song Luo wanted to raise his hand, but he really didn't have the strength.
The next second his hand was held, just like what he had felt countless days and nights in the past few days, the warm and fresh temperature was transferred from Jiang Yu's body to his.
Song Luo felt the warmth, and his blurred vision moved from Jiang Yu's face to the wheelchair where Jiang Yu was sitting, and then back to Jiang Yu's face again.
The expression was unfamiliar and confused.
He had lost a lot of weight, and his face was pale without a trace of blood. You could clearly see the veins under the skin, and you could feel his raised bones without using any force.
It's obviously only been a few months.
Song Luo opened his mouth, but he hadn't spoken for too long, and his vocal cords had not recovered. He moved his fingers feebly twice in Jiang Yu's palm.
Then the hand was released, and the cotton swab dipped in warm water was handed to his lips, as if it had been done countless times skillfully, and the wetness was smeared on his lips.
Song Luo's eyes moved, and he stuck out his tongue and licked it.
Feel nothing.
It's like I've lost my sense of taste.
I don't feel hungry either.
Song Luo's expression was still a bit dazed, and Jiang Yu had trouble breathing, but his face didn't show any signs of it. He was as calm as if the desperate person sitting in front of the hospital bed just now was not him.
Even though it was Song Luo who had just woken up, Jiang Yu seemed to be mute. The two looked at each other like this for a long time. The lights in the ward were turned off by the doctor who had just come in when he left, for fear of affecting the patient's health. vision.
Only the light from the corridor came through.
A long time.
Jiang Yu caressed Song Luo's fingers, lifted them up, and kissed them again and again. Song Luo had no strength to resist, so he just let him kiss them like this. It was as if he hadn't woken up, with Jiang Yu pressing against his fingers. , asked him: "What do you want for dinner?"
Song Luo's eyes moved.
After a long while, he pulled his hand away from Jiang Yu's hand ruthlessly and slightly.
He opened his mouth and felt that his throat was dry. Although he drank water and ate every day, it was a feeling that Song Luo didn't want to remember. He swallowed hard again, and Song Luo said the word "dry". : "No...eat..."
His voice was hoarse.
But it sounded good to Jiang Yu's ears.
Just like he liked hearing Song Luo call his name countless times.
Song Luo had been lying there for too long. Just saying these two words took up most of his energy, and his chest began to rise and fall.
The hand that was withdrawn from Jiang Yu's hand was grabbed back by Jiang Yu again.
Even the cold fingertips were warmed.
Song Luo didn't have the energy to play the catch-me-escape game with him. He could only stare at the ceiling and roll his eyes. After a while, he struggled to squeeze out a few words again.
"You...are...who..."
After saying that, he didn't even look at Jiang Yu.
The sound was very small, with a frosty hoarseness.
Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, as if he had lost the ability to think independently in that second, and he grabbed Song Luo's hand with sudden force.
The man lying there said in pain: "...it hurts."
But he didn't flinch, nor did he retract his hand. Instead, his fingers circled Jiang Yu's fingers.
It seemed like he was hinting something.
However, Jiang Yu's mind was occupied by Song Luo's words, and he wanted to ring the bedside call bell again.
Song Luo: "..."
The bell has been pressed.
The period of time before the doctor came was extremely difficult for Jiang Yu, and he was willing to accept all the worst-case scenarios.
As long as Song Luo is awake and living well.
Even if he is forgotten, as long as they are still together.
"You... are... no... are... stupid..." Song Luo finally regained some strength and squeezed out word by word. This time, he really spent all his strength. .
Or maybe he was angry.
He felt a lot of pain all over his body, his chest hurt, his arms hurt, his legs hurt, and even breathing brought a burst of pain.
But it's not as painful as the car accident in my previous life.
Jiang Yu was stunned again, but Song Luo loosened his fingers and began to cough slightly.
Doctors swarmed in again.
"It may be a temporary amnesia caused by sleeping for too long. Because the patient has just woken up, don't stimulate his emotions. When I just checked, I found that his mood fluctuated... Well... Master Xiao Jiang doesn't know what you and Mr. Song said. What?" the doctor asked the man in the wheelchair in front of him.
Jiang Yu looked at the ward through the glass window with an uncertain expression.
The people in the ward have fallen asleep again at this moment.
Because he had used too much strength just after waking up and might have been angry, Song Luo fell asleep after the doctor examined him and gave him medicine.
But compared to before, the rise and fall of his chest was not steady, telling Jiang Yu that he had indeed woken up.
Jiang Yu remembered what Song Luo said just now.
Maybe it's not amnesia...
Jiang Yu squeezed the edge of the wheelchair and couldn't help but laugh.
He couldn't even remember how long he hadn't laughed.
Song Luo was angry with him.
Jiang Yu regretted and blamed himself but was very happy at the same time.
Song Luo, who was so full of life, finally came back.
At night, Bai Kai and the others knew the news that Song Luo had woken up.
But Song Luo was still asleep. The doctor said that his body was very weak, and he needed a long time to recuperate from the injuries he suffered in the previous car accident. It was best not to disturb him while he was resting, so he waited until the next day. At noon that day, Bai Kai and the others saw Song Luo's face.
Song Luo slept for a long time. He felt that his body was very tired, and he could not get rid of the fatigue and sleepiness no matter how much he slept.
However, not long after he woke up, Bai Kai stood at the head of his bed with a head of gray hair, looking at him expressionlessly just like when he woke up in the hospital.
Song Luo blinked.
Today he is a little stronger than yesterday, and his throat is a little moister, but his voice is still hoarse: "Uncle Bai... Why have you aged so much..." Bai Kai: "
..."
Bai Kai's brows jumped. , "You have been unconscious for too long."
Song Luo breathed slowly: "Has ten years passed?"
Bai Kai: "."
"You rest quietly and don't talk."
Song Luo didn't really want to talk, after all, It takes too much effort, but it is really difficult to make him stop talking. Holding in anything will make him go wrong.
But after Bai Kai said this, Song Luo could only shut his mouth temporarily.
Mainly because he had no energy left after speaking so coherently, he rolled his eyes and looked at Bai Kai.
During the period of coma, he was not unconscious.
He felt like he was split into two pieces.
One of him was looking back at the forgotten memories of his previous life, and the other was feeling the loneliness and coldness in the ward. He closed his eyes and was surrounded by only cold instruments and running heaters.
The happiest time of the day for him was when Jiang Yu came.
Jiang Yu would hold his hand and tell him some outside things. He wanted to open his eyes and take a look at Jiang Yu, and wanted to hold Jiang Yu back hard, but he couldn't.
That time was too short.
But that was also what kept him awake.
He had to wake up and take another look at Jiang Yu, then Aunt Chen, Bai Kai and You Wen.
Although he didn't know why he had such a sweet dream for so long after he died in a car accident in his previous life, he returned to this world before he woke up from the sweet dream.
And got to know Jiang Yu earlier than before.
But fortunately they fell in love again.
Although this car accident came early, he was still alive and well.
It was as if he was fighting against his destiny.
However, Song Luo still doesn't believe in any ghosts and gods.
He only believed it was human willpower.
It was enough to show how much he loved Jiang Yu.
Why.
She loved her so much that she came back to life for him and was unwilling to obey the destiny.
So Jiang Yu, when he woke up, used to make him angry about things like what to eat, which was totally uneducated.
Song Luo blinked: "Uncle Bai."
Bai Kai hummed, "Yes."
His voice was choked with sobs.
Song Luo looked at his gray hair and red eyes, "
Don't cry yet." Bai Kai didn't cry at first, but when he said this, he started to cry silently.
Song Luo sighed and rested for a while before he had the strength to say the next sentence.
"Call Jiang Yu."
"I want to see him cry with you."
Bai Kai stopped his tears abruptly: "..."
Chapter 82
Chapter 82
Song Luo lay in the hospital bed for a week before he was allowed to get out of bed.
Because I have been lying down for so long, I still cannot walk normally like before.
Bai Kai found a professional nurse for Song Luo to accompany him in his rehabilitation. The corridor was too big and even if the air conditioning and heating were turned on, it still seemed cold. Although spring had already entered, the temperature was still very low. Song Luo woke up. , I was still as afraid of the cold as before. Even if I put on a sweater outside the hospital gown, my hands and feet were still cold. I grabbed the railing next to me and walked for a while, and then I didn’t really want to leave.
The main thing is that it's just too comfortable to lie down on.
But the nurse pushing the wheelchair in front of him set a prescribed time for him. Today is the first day, so the time is very short. It is too embarrassing to not be able to stick to it for such a short time.
However, Song Luo didn't have the shame. After taking a few steps, maybe even less than a normal person, he stood there motionless.
Standing was also very difficult. After all, he hadn't felt this feeling for a long time. Song Luo could feel his weak heartbeat, his legs and feet that were gradually regaining consciousness, and his hungry stomach.
"Are you hungry?" Song Luo asked the nurse in front of him, blinking.
The nurse smiled gently, but before he could speak, Song Luo said again: "You must be hungry."
"We should go back to eat."
Song Luo looked very deceptive. He had not sat in the office for a long time. , the time he spent lying in the hospital bed had worn away the few bits of domineering aura he had, making him look like a gentle and harmless male college student, who was still a bit pitiful when he was sick. .
The nurse was not a hard-hearted person. Of course he knew that it was a psychological and physical torture to recover in a situation like his. When Song Luo looked at him with such a pale and pitiful expression, he instantly felt compassion, but that was not the case. I immediately wanted to agree to him, but I was going to slightly reduce the amount for today.
However, before the nurse had time to express her thoughts, Song Luo felt a tap on her shoulder.
The nurse was stunned for a moment, then Jiang Yu spoke first: "I'll do it."
Jiang Yu's injury was almost healed, and he could walk normally or assist Song Luo in walking.
Jiang Yu was standing behind Song Luo. Song Luo couldn't see anyone, but he could smell the familiar smell on him, which was the smell of shower gel at home.
Song Luo blinked and let Jiang Yu hold his shoulders. Although the force was very light, he could feel it.
After the nurse retreated to a place where he could observe the two of them from a distance, Song Luo asked, "Didn't you go to a meeting? Why are you here so early today?" Jiang Yu had already gone home to live, running between the company and school, and then came back when he had free time
. See Song Luo in the hospital.
Although he didn't have much communication with Song Luo in the past few days, the company was too busy and didn't leave much personal time for him, which resulted in arriving late and Song Luo was basically asleep. .
Although Jiang Yu wanted to hear Song Luo talk to him, he was reluctant to wake him up, so he could only look at him quietly for a while and then leave.
The time that Song Luo could stay was even less than when he was lying down. After all, he could whisper in Song Luo's ears at that time, but now he couldn't.
Jiang Yu put his hand on Song Luo's shoulder.
Song Luo lost a lot of weight. Although he was thin before, he was not so thin that his bones could be felt through his clothes, as if there was no flesh on his body.
Jiang Yu didn't speak. His hands slid down from Song Luo's shoulders and landed on Song Luo's wrist bones that were exposed to the air after his cuffs floated up because he was holding on to the railing.
The wrist bones are cold and thin.
Jiang Yu felt a sting in his heart, and a hint of pain appeared on his cold face.
His original wish was for Song Luo to wake up.
But now that Song Luo woke up, he was not satisfied. He wanted him to be free from illness and disaster without having to bear the pain of the period of coma and the suffering of the recovery period.
If possible, he would even like to have people stay under his nose twenty-four hours a day.
However, before this feeling came over for a few seconds, Song Luo patted the back of his hand and said, "Why don't you speak?"
His voice recovered a lot, but it was still not as gentle as before, with a bit of a rustling feeling.
Jiang Yu still didn't speak. He just stood behind him silently, not sticking to him tightly. He just grabbed his wrist without using any strength, as if he just wanted to stand like this with him.
Song Luo has fully understood Jiang Yu's injuries in the past few days.
If he hadn't been in a coma for so long, Jiang Yu would have been injured a little more seriously than he was. However, when he fell asleep like this, he just went back to his dream to review his previous life with Jiang Yu and the messy memories he had lost. , although these memories were actually dispensable to him, he missed the opportunity to accompany Jiang Yu through this injured time.
He remembered Jiang Yu whispering in his ear during the days and nights when he was sleeping, and occasionally telling him like a child that he was in pain.
Of course Song Luo knew that feeling.
Song Luo felt that his heart was beginning to throb with pain, so he simply grabbed Jiang Yu's wrist and used Jiang Yu's strength to turn around with difficulty.
Jiang Yu raised his other hand to protect the other side of his body, as if he was afraid that he would fall.
Song Luo saw it and smiled, "Am I just a baby learning to walk?"
Even so, he reached out and grabbed Jiang Yu's hand.
The posture changed to the two of them facing each other and holding hands.
It’s almost the same as when a child first learns to walk.
Song Luo's legs and feet had little strength and he could only rely on Jiang Yu.
The two stood like this for a while, and Jiang Yu gradually changed their posture to interlocking their fingers.
Song Luo raised his eyebrows: "You don't speak, but you can move your hands."
Jiang Yu stared at him without saying a word, and that expression seemed to engrave Song Luo's appearance at this time into his mind.
"Not only can the hands move, but the neck can also move, and the head can also move." Song Luo said in a cool voice: "How many times did you secretly kiss me while I was sleeping?" "Shall
we settle the score?"
Jiang Yuyi Staring at Song Luo with such an animated expression, he hummed.
Song Luo snorted coldly, he remembered everything.
The feeling when Jiang Yu held his hand, the touch of Jiang Yu carefully kissing his forehead, the tip of his nose, and the corners of his lips.
This is especially true in half-awake dreams.
With the warmth of Jiang Yu's body and the strong smell of disinfectant.
Song Luo wanted to say something more, but his pretended indifference could not last for a few seconds before it turned into surprise.
Jiang Yu took his hand and pulled him into his arms.
When they bumped into each other, Song Luo felt the wound hurt a little, but it was just a little bit.
Still within his tolerance range.
Jiang Yu's movements were very light, as light as if he had turned into a porcelain doll that would break into pieces if held in his arms.
Song Luo felt a little funny, but when he fell into a familiar embrace, he felt that all the energy he had spent just standing there had returned, but now instead of Jiang Yu habitually raising his back and resting his head on the side of his neck, He leaned on the side of Jiang Yu's neck. As he once said, when Jiang Yu became stronger, it was him who would protect him.
Song Luo didn't dare to put all his strength on Jiang Yu.
He knew that Jiang Yu's injuries were not healed yet.
He just grabbed Jiang Yu's clothes, but it was so limp that he had no strength. Jiang Yu breathed into his ear and spoke amidst the sound of his heartbeat, "Are you tired?" Song Luo said very honestly: "Tired." Standing
.
Tired.
But I won’t feel tired if I rely on it.
Jiang Yu seemed to be speechless because of his honesty, and kept stroking his back. After a while, he asked him again: "How to settle the score?" After he
finished speaking, he groaned again.
Song Luo's hand moved forward from his clothes and landed on his abdomen.
Jiang Yu wore a sweater today.
Song Luo touched it through his clothes and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, his abdominal muscles are still there."
Jiang Yu also lay in the hospital bed for a long time. In addition, he has also started to be busy with work recently, which is different from his previous life. The patterns were exactly the same. Song Luo was afraid that he would be so busy that he would lose sight of his abdominal muscles, and he hadn't been able to touch them himself.
Jiang Yu: "..."
Song Luo reacted at this moment and asked, "What did you just say?" with one hand against his hard abdominal muscles.
Jiang Yu was a little stuck for a moment. In front of Song Luo, it seemed that those sad emotions were very Soon he would be dispelled, and the painful worry just now slowly disappeared. He repeated helplessly: "Settling accounts."
"Don't you want to settle accounts?"
"...Yes." Song Luo rubbed his palms through his sweater. "It's immoral here. Let's talk about it after we enter the ward."
He was helped into the ward by Jiang Yu.
As soon as he entered, he immediately lay down on the bed skillfully and asked Jiang Yu to adjust the height of the head of the bed to the most suitable position so that he would not feel tired. This was the best thing he had figured out while lying down in the past few days. Best angle.
I was really tired just standing there.
Song Luo sighed comfortably, took Jiang Yu's hand and asked him to sit down by his bed, and opened Jiang Yu's clothes with one hand.
Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment and looked down at Song Luo's serious expression.
I started to think that my abdominal muscles really seemed not as strong as they used to be.
After all, he couldn't exercise for so long, either lying down or sitting. Song Luo would be very disappointed when he saw it, right?
Jiang Yu pursed his lips tightly, a trace of worry overflowed from his eyes, and even shouted: "...Song Luo."
Song Luo sighed, "Don't move."
Jiang Yu did not dare to move.
The hem of clothes was opened.
Jiang Yu had no wounds on his body.
Song Luo sniffed and patted Jiang Yu's shoulder: "Carry it with your back."
Jiang Yu noticed something.
Song Luo didn't want to see abdominal muscles.
But he still turned his back obediently.
Song Luo was still half-lying there and opening the clothes behind his back as before.
The large and small scars on his back spread out in front of Song Luo.
Song Luo knew that many of them were left over from the past, but some new ones were left over from the car accident, and most of them were on the left side of Jiang Yu's body.
These wounds have healed.
But it still looks very hideous and terrifying.
Just like the wounds left on his own body.
Song Luo struggled to support himself to sit up, and then asked, "How about... take it off again?"
Jiang Yu said, "Okay."
He was very obedient.
So Song Luo could no longer be in a coma like before, as if he was about to leave him.
There were more injuries on the left arm.
They were all cut out by fragments.
Jiang Yu's ribs were broken and he could only sleep on his back.
I don’t know how painful it will be when I press the wound on my back.
"1, 2, 3..."
Jiang Yu felt Song Luo's hands wandering over the scars, and the warm touch lingered for a moment.
Breathing stagnant, Jiang Yu said hoarsely: "Song Luo..."
Song Luo interrupted him impatiently: "Shut up, let's settle the score."
"10, 11..." Song Luo interrupted himself: "Does it hurt?"
Chapter 83
Chapter 83
Does it hurt?
Jiang Yu couldn't remember clearly. It was indeed so painful that he couldn't sleep all night at the beginning, but he was quite used to it. It wasn't like he had been up all night before, and now he had the belief to support it.
"It must hurt." But Song Luo didn't need his answer, "I feel a lot of pain too." He
could feel the pain of the wound even when he was sleeping, not to mention that Jiang Yu was injured more seriously than him.
Song Luo stared at Jiang Yu's shoulder for a while. He couldn't see Jiang Yu's expression, but Jiang Yu's back was straight and a thin layer of red stained the back of his neck. Song Luo chuckled and put his chin on Jiang Yu's shoulders came up to relieve his burden.
That's the bad thing about lying down for a long time. I feel so tired when I do anything. It will probably take a long time to recover.
"I had a dream." Song Luo lowered his head and kissed the wound on Jiang Yu's shoulder. This wound was relatively long, and the new flesh was a bit ugly.
Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, as if something was about to burst out of his heart.
He wanted to turn around and tell Song Luo that everything was fine and in the past.
He didn't care about the process, he just wanted the results and wanted Song Luo to be by his side.
However, Song Luo was pressing his head, holding him with one hand and pressing his shoulder with the other, obviously asking him not to move, so he kept this position.
Song Luo thought for a moment and then said slowly: "I dreamed that I disappeared."
Jiang Yu's originally lowered head immediately raised.
Song Luo felt it and sighed: "Don't get excited, just listen to me."
Jiang Yu stopped moving, but his muscles all became stiff.
Song Luo kissed him again, "You are sad and confused."
Jiang Yu clenched his fists.
He remembered that dream. He was like that in the dream, confused and confused, as if his soul had been hollowed out.
And indeed it is.
His life after the age of fifteen was given to him by Song Luo.
Now that Song Luo is gone, does his life have any value?
He was not supposed to live like this, he was supposed to be like that. The world could not tolerate his birth. His mother regarded his birth as a tool for revenge. His life should have been gloomy.
"I was very angry in the dream. I think you shouldn't be like that. Even if I disappear, you have to live well with your love for me. I am very selfish. I just hope you live well and live well with your love for me." Love to live."
Song Luo blinked and his eyelashes brushed against the skin of Jiang Yu's neck. He thought it was quite funny, so he kept rubbing there, and then continued: "Think about it again, how did you know? I just really disappeared. What if I just become transparent and still stay by your side, and you end up like that, I won’t be willing to stay with you like that." In fact, he also
remembered Not sure.
At that time, he only remembered how painful it was. He remembered that Jiang Yu later saw him lifeless. He was in a daze all day long and didn't go anywhere. He just went to the place where they had been together.
He didn't see what happened to Jiang Yu, so he ran to dream, and even had a sweet dream. He felt that he might have traveled to a certain world, and that it might be the world of a certain book. After all, life This kind of thing can happen in a book, but he disappeared before reaching the ending, and his traces were erased, which is quite a pity.
When I wake up, I don't remember anything.
"Did you hear that?" Song Luo asked.
Jiang Yu stared at the door of the ward, unwilling to answer.
Song Luo hissed, "You are disobedient."
He knew that Jiang Yu would definitely do what he promised him. The Jiang Yu in front of him was such a person. No matter what he promised, he would do it.
Jiang Yu still didn't speak.
Song Luo grinded his teeth and held a piece of meat on the side of Jiang Yu's neck. Jiang Yu groaned in pain, and Song Luo let go.
A tooth mark appeared there.
Song Luo used a lot of force, but there was no blood, and for Jiang Yu it was just an itch.
"Jiang Yu." Song Luo gritted his teeth. He was going to force Jiang Yu to say something nice today. Jiang Yu was not willing to disobey him, so he simply kept silent.
With him like this, Song Luo could probably know what happened to the former Jiang Yu in the end.
Fortunately, he woke up this time. Fortunately, he was able to hang Jiang Yu while he was unconscious.
Jiang Yu said: "Yes."
Song Luo took a deep breath: "You are not mute, why don't you reply to me? You are disobedient, and I have been lying here for so long and you are disobedient." Song Luo's tone instantly became aggrieved, "You Do you not love me anymore? There is another dog outside."
"Yes."
He let go and touched his thin cheek, "I don't look good now, I am a patient, and I have pain here and there all day long. , and I'm so much older than you..."
"No." Jiang said depressedly and turned around.
Song Luo looked at him with red eyes. His face had finally regained some color in the past few days, but now it became pale again. He had to breathe heavily when talking, and he was really weak.
Jiang Yu didn't want to answer that question.
He didn't want to lie to Song Luo.
But Song Luo felt very uncomfortable when he was like this, and the emotions that had been suppressed these days came out.
Song Luo had fallen back on the bed, mumbling: "I've been lying there for so long, and my boyfriend ran away..." Before he could finish his
words, his wrist was tightly clasped.
The next second, before the person could react, his eyes went dark. A man who had been quite obedient just now seemed to have become angry. He lowered his head and bit him on the lip.
Song Luo blinked and looked at Jiang Yu's eyes staring at him, which were different from the tenderness just now. Now he seemed to want to eat him.
Luo Song felt bad.
Jiang Yu didn't give him time to react and just kissed him.
It was more intense than every time before, and he almost took the breath away from Song Luo's chest.
Song Luo initially followed him and even opened his mouth to respond to him, but gradually things didn't feel right.
He couldn't breathe smoothly and didn't have time to ventilate. His nails, which hadn't been cut for a long time, scratched Jiang Yu's back a few times. There might have been scratches, but he couldn't care about it now, so he could only bite the tip of Jiang Yu's tongue.
After a moment of pain, Jiang Yu came to his senses.
Song Luo's face turned red, and he didn't know whether he was holding it in or something else. He coughed several times when Jiang Yu let him go.
Jiang Yu's hand was originally on the back of Song Luo's head, but now it went down to Song Luo's back, and whispered: "I'm sorry." He admitted
his mistake quickly.
Song Luo's lips were red and he glared at him hoarsely.
"No one else, I only like you, all my life." Jiang Yu now looked like a child who had done something wrong.
"Is this the only life?" Song Luo regained his breath, but he still kicked Jiang Yu's leg and motioned for him to get out of the way. The hospital bed was only that big, and two adult men lay down like this. It makes a very strange sound.
"Every life."
Song Luo didn't feel comfortable either. Before he got the answer to his request, he just stared at Jiang Yu without saying a word.
Jiang Yu knew what else he wanted and shook his head: "But I can't do it."
"It's meaningless what I do without you."
Song Luo didn't want to speak, but still stared at Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu also looked at him, lowered his head, and kissed the water stains on his lips.
Song Luo clicked his tongue.
Jiang Yu tilted his head and rubbed the side of his neck, "I can't agree to this, and you can't disappear."
He completely knew that Song Luo couldn't resist him the most.
Song Luo really couldn't stand him like this.
What he just said was just in case.
But think about it carefully.
Maybe this disaster is the disaster of the previous life.
Jiang Yu blocked part of it for him, and it was over.
Jiang Yu rubbed him until his neck felt itchy. After a long time, he could only sigh: "Okay."
What else could he do.
Who can resist a nineteen-year-old boy acting coquettishly?
It was obvious that he was the one who was tricking himself, but in the end, he was still the loser.
Song Luo patted Jiang Yu's back and said, "Come up?"
He gave up half of his seat to Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu naturally did not refuse and lay down on the edge.
Song Luo just leaned into his arms.
Never done this before.
The first time I tried it, I felt very reassured.
Not long after Jiang Yu lay down, there was a knock on the ward door.
The door is unlocked.
Bai Kai came over with a pile of documents.
He came to see Jiang Yu and met Song Luo's nurse outside. The nurse said that the two of them had returned to the ward.
Bai Kai is old, and he never thought that young people can play so wildly.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw these two people lying on the bed. One of them was still naked and was stunned for a moment.
Song Luo was also stunned for a moment, but Jiang Yu didn't react at all.
Bai Kai stood at the door, glanced over the two of them, coughed slightly, but didn't show anything else, nor was he shocked or anything.
Song Luo kicked Jiang Yu's leg: "Your documents." They
used to be his.
But now it belongs to Jiang Yu.
He lay very at ease, after all, he couldn't work even if he wanted to.
Jiang Yu hummed and looked at Bai Kai.
Bai Kai put the documents at the door and was about to calmly turn around and go out. Halfway through, he came back. Looking at Song Luo's pale face, he still worried and warned: "Mr. Song is not well yet."
Song Luo: "?"
Bai Kai said seriously: "It's better not to do some things, because they are not good for your health."
Song Luo thought about many scenarios of coming out in front of Bai Kai. After all, Bai Kai can be considered a family member, but he didn't I have thought about this now.
It took him two seconds to realize what Bai Kai meant. He kicked Jiang Yu again. Without denying it, he smiled at Bai Kai and said, "Uncle Bai has a really good psychological quality. He understands it quite well." Bai
Kaimian Expressionless: "Normal."
Then he went out and closed the door with a bang.
As soon as Bai Kai went out, Song Luo kicked Jiang Yu mercilessly.
He could probably guess why Bai Kai knew about it. It was probably when he was in a coma, Jiang Yu came to see him, and he didn't shy away from it. He kept kissing him, but he was ignored.
Thanks to his thick skin.
And Jiang Yu never cared about these things.
Song Luo thought for a while and laughed again.
That's fine too.
In his previous life, Bai Kai was very opposed to him being with Jiang Yu. Bai Kai felt that Jiang Yu's purpose of approaching him was certainly not pure. No matter how many times he explained it, Bai Kai was unwilling to let go of his prejudice against Jiang Yu. After all, Jiang Yu was at that time. Yu was different and older than he is now, so it was normal for Bai Kai to have such worries.
Before the smile dissipated, Bai Kai, who had just gone out, came back with a straight face, "The perpetrator's family is here to make trouble. They are downstairs."
Jiang Yu was still getting dressed, but he froze when he heard Bai Kai's words. His face slowly changed.
Song Luo was also stunned for a moment.
He remembered that the car accident in his previous life was caused by Jiang Yu's high school classmate, Zhang Bo, so he always felt that Zhang Bo looked familiar to him in this life.
What about this time?
Chapter 84
Chapter 84
Song Luo was originally going to sleep, but now he just slept when he had nothing to do. He almost made up for all the sleep he had lost before.
But I don’t want to sleep now.
Just as he was about to get up from the bed, his shoulders were pressed.
Jiang Yu put on his clothes again and knelt half-kneeling on the edge of the bed with one leg. As if he knew what Song Luo was going to do, he took the initiative to block Song Luo's thoughts: "I'll go, you have a good rest."
He said, while Song Luo didn't notice, he lowered his head again and kissed Song Luo's eyelids, forcing Song Luo to close his eyes.
After the kiss, Song Luo opened his eyes and said decisively: "No, let me go and have a look."
Jiang Yu stared at him without saying anything. The person who was acting coquettishly just now had a decisive attitude now, making it clear that he didn't want him to Get involved.
Song Luo blinked and did the next best thing: "I'll just take a look."
If he didn't have the previous memory, he wouldn't be willing to meet the family of the perpetrator. This kind of thing would not be good for him or Jiang Yu. memory.
But now he just wanted to see it with his own eyes.
Song Luo does not believe in ghosts and gods, even now, but some things can only be explained by fate.
For example, he was able to transform his relationship with Jiang Yu from a brotherly relationship to a romantic relationship.
After being looked at by Song Luo for a while, Jiang Yu was defeated and said: "Okay."
Regarding Song Luo's insistence, in addition to Song Luo's request just now that he should live well alone without him, Jiang Yu can agree to everything else.
After saying that, Song Luo smiled and raised his hand to signal Jiang Yu to pull him up.
Song Luo is really very fragile now. He has never been so fragile in his life. He just stood there for a while, and he probably lacked oxygen from kissing Jiang Yu for a while. He has no strength and is too lazy to move. He might as well just stand there for a while. Relying on Jiang Yu's strength.
Also very confident.
Never before have I had the opportunity to open my mouth and stretch out my hands while eating this kind of food.
Jiang Yu half-hugged him up.
I really lost a lot of weight, much lighter than before.
The man sat up but did not leave immediately. Jiang Yu even found a thick coat for him to put on, fearing that he would be cold.
Song Luo was enjoying himself with peace of mind, as if he could no longer use his hands. He let Jiang Yu raise his arms and hands. When he was getting dressed, half of his head peeked out from Jiang Yu's shoulders, just in time to face Bai Kai who was standing at the door. Up the line of sight.
The air seemed to be a little quieter.
Bai Kai looked at it expressionlessly, and the moment he met Song Luo's eyes, he twitched the corners of his lips.
A very forced smile.
He wasn't against the two of them being together.
He also watched Song Luo grow up. Although he was just an assistant who was passed down, deep down in his heart, he regarded Song Luo as a family member.
When Song Mingguo entrusted Song Luo to him, it was not without warning that if Song Luo fell in love with someone he liked in the future, fell in love, or got married, he should pay more attention to it, lest Song Luo take detours.
Now, this detour has indeed been taken, but it is not that detour.
At least, Bai Kai knew that Jiang Yu would not betray Song Luo.
Anyone would betray Song Luo, but Jiang Yu would not.
In the past, he might have hesitated or tried to dissuade her, but not anymore.
He had seen Jiang Yu's dejected state. Some time ago, although Jiang Yu was studying hard and was so busy and tired, he had no soul. He was like a robot, living step by step, just like Jiang Yu did back then. Before Yu was brought back, Song Luo was stern all day long. He had nothing else in his life except work, no hobbies, and no obvious preferences.
Lifeless.
If a person wants to be a complete person, he must have joy, anger, sorrow and joy.
Bai Kai saw it all.
But that doesn't mean that as he stands here now, these two people can ignore him and treat him as nothing.
Bai Kai suddenly understood why Song Mingyuan kept liver-protecting tablets with him. As he got older, sometimes he really couldn't stand the stimulation.
Unexpectedly, Song Luo smiled at him.
Bai Kai: "..."
Go buy liver protection tablets immediately!
In the ward where Song Luo lived, no one was allowed in except specific personnel. Those who came to make trouble were stopped by the bodyguards. When Song Luo was sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed by Jiang Yu, the other party was already tired from crying and leaned on her. On a chair nearby.
A skinny woman with gray hair, she looks very old and a little sickly.
Song Luo didn't feel anything at first, but now his heart was pounding.
The woman also noticed their arrival, her eyes passing over Bai Kai and Jiang Yu.
The two men were more serious than the other, and finally their eyes fell on Song Luo, who was looking slightly pale and sitting in a wheelchair.
He's the one who seems to talk the best.
The woman wiped the tears from her eyes, quickly cheered up, knelt in front of the three of them, reached out towards Song Luo and tried to grab his leg, "I beg you to be merciful and spare my son this time. "
Before they met, he was pulled up by the bodyguard behind him.
Fortunately, the bodyguard acted quickly, and Jiang Yuren had already moved forward. He was not the kind of person who would have any sympathy for anyone except Song Luo, nor would he care about anyone except Song Luo.
The woman was stunned for a moment, and then cried miserably, choking while crying: "My son didn't mean it, he has already admitted his mistake... Our family is supported by him alone. He is tired and driving while fatigued." ...I really didn’t mean it...How can I survive once he goes in..." I knelt down while crying and continued crying: "You are all fine, you are all living well, and you all live in a place like this. I'm sick too. How can I survive without my son? When I'm sick, I can only go to a small hospital and don't give up the money. You all live so well, please let us poor people go!"
She was indeed sick. Her son was the only one in the family who could make money. She could have made some money originally, but after she got sick and her son came back, she was no longer willing to go out to make money. She was already in so much pain when she was sick. What was she doing? She still had to suffer. Originally, she had to take care of her paralyzed husband at home, but now that she had a son to rely on, she was not willing to suffer that pain again.
Who knew that my son would be in such trouble again, driving while fatigued and driving illegally? I thought it was hopeless, but in the end all three of them were alive.
But the son was sent in anyway.
How could she bear it? No one died, so why should she let her son in and ask them to pay for it? But these three people are now alive and well and still living in a place like this!
Jiang Yu's face was solemn and he held the back of Song Luo's wheelchair tightly.
Song Luo also patted the back of his hand and watched the woman's performance as if it were a joke.
Song Luo didn't think he was a saint.
There are too many people living miserable lives in this world, just like Jiang Yu in the past, but he still lives strong.
Everyone has their own suffering, and no one should become a saint just to alleviate the suffering of others.
Before Song Luo and Jiang Yu said anything, Bai Kai sneered first. After all, he had been with Song Mingguo and Song Luo for so many years. He also had the aura of a superior person. He was older and very capable of overpowering others. He asked calmly: "Are you still alive?"
Song Luo raised his eyelids.
The woman shrank and looked at Song Luo: "Isn't he okay?"
Song Luo made a sound, but before he could take a closer look, Jiang Yu blocked him.
He could only hold Jiang Yu's hand with his backhand.
Jiang Yu looked at the other party indifferently and condescendingly.
This kind of attitude can almost crush people.
Before Song Luo woke up, people had actually come to make trouble, and no one was willing to see her at that time.
There is no use seeing her. No matter how much she cries or makes trouble, nothing will change. No one is a great philanthropist, not even Jiang Yu. No one has the right to forgive the victim.
But now Song Luo is awake.
I was afraid that something would happen if Song Luo met her in the future, so I came to see her this time.
Originally, I was just planning to tell her not to come again in the future, otherwise legal measures would be taken, but she was too good at preemptively crying, and she ended up crying all the time.
Jiang Yu motioned to the bodyguards to drag the person up with great indifference and no emotion: "If you harass others repeatedly, a lawyer's letter will be sent to your home."
If possible, he would like to let the perpetrator's family experience these pains together.
Song Luo tilted his head.
So civilized?
Like him, he learned to use legal means to protect himself instead of using violence.
It seems that Jiang Yu has really grown up.
Song Luo smiled happily.
When the woman heard this, she started crying as she was being dragged away: "Then I don't want my son to come out. Please spare me the compensation! How can I afford it!"
This is what she came for.
After her son went in, the compensation would fall on her. The house at home was going to be mortgaged, so how could she come up with so much compensation?
Bai Kai stepped forward and stopped her: "You can talk to the judge
about these things." The money was nothing to them.
No one can compensate for the pain I suffered.
Seeing that the woman was about to be escorted out by the bodyguards, Song Luo pushed Jiang Yu away and asked: "What is your son's name?"
The woman shouted to him as if she had found a life-saving straw: "Zhang Bo! Zhang Bo! He is Jiang Yu’s high school classmate!”
She also tried to use this to save something.
It's not like she doesn't know everything. Even her son's behavior back then was something she was used to.
But now, he has to beg the people who were bullied by his son back then.
The moment he heard the name, Song Luo's mind suddenly became noisy.
It seemed like he was back to that day again, the sound of the car colliding, Jiang Yu protecting him, the warm blood flowing, it was unclear whether it was his or Jiang Yu's, and the panicked, thin, dark, familiar and yet unfamiliar face .
It was as if something was swimming in his chest and then disappeared.
It's a rare relief.
The woman was carried away.
The corridor was clean again.
Song Luo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked up, Jiang Yuzheng lowered his head and looked at him worriedly.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Song Luo hesitated and shook his head.
No discomfort.
On the contrary, it was very relaxing.
He had a feeling that this matter was over.
It won't happen again.
He no longer has to worry about being separated from Jiang Yu because of such things.
Song Luo stayed in the hospital for another half a month and was allowed to go home to recuperate.
There are no other health problems and I can walk normally, but I am a bit lazy.
On the day he returned home, he had to sit in a wheelchair. He was addicted to sitting in it anyway. When Jiang Yu pushed him out of the hospital building, he was still reluctant to leave. When he turned around, Jiang Yu had already squatted down beside his wheelchair, " Shall I hold you up?"
There were people coming and going around.
Bai Kai, who came to pick him up, turned his head away with a look of dismay on his face.
Song Luo stretched out his hand without hesitation: "Okay."
Anyway, he would rely on Jiang Yu from now on.
Finally got a chance to take a step closer to the life of salted fish.