Falling in love with ex boyfriend after breakup

Chapter 9

Who is your brother?Put gold on your face.

Qiao Mingyue pondered Shen Changqing's face full of vitality like the morning sun.

This face is always full of happiness, he is also a person who has no worries about food and clothing, and is always full of confidence.

The incandescent lamp was flickering, alternating light and dark like a broken wire, which made the two beautiful teenagers who were facing each other in the room feel inexplicable shudders.

I don't know how long the two of them looked at each other, and one of them finally couldn't help it and laughed wildly.

His forehead was lowered, buried on another teenager's shoulder: "Haha, I've never been so paranoid before, and I don't know why, since I met you, I want to stay by your side, so I want to be you brother, your brother."

Qiao Mingyue didn't dodge, nor was he impatient that there was an extra weight on his shoulders. He gradually accepted the existence of this young man.

Shen Changqing's hair was very soft, and she would rub Qiao Mingyue's neck from time to time.

Excessive ambiguity lingered between the two, and the two sides reached a consensus with each other, intertwined and corrupted, and neither was willing to push the other away.

"Why can't we be friends? It has to be buddies, brothers?"

The mouth of the younger boy was facing the other boy's ear.

His voice was as clear as spring water, and the flowing water followed the wind into the ears of the boy buried on his shoulders. The hot breath made his brain buzz. shoulders.

"Almost mean, I don't want to treat you as an ordinary 'friend', I want to go to a higher level."

Shen Changqing's eyes looked at Qiao Mingyue's again, and there was a wave of affection in the shimmering light.

Qiao Mingyue was silent. He moved out from the city where his father lived three years ago, and all his friends and relatives around him became newcomers.

He is not afraid of contacting strangers, he is afraid that he will stay away from people who care about him again. He tries not to accept new people and new environments, and can only rely on fighting to fill his life and make himself look plump.

As for the young man in front of him, he offered him an olive branch, but he didn't dare to accept it easily.

Huaicheng is his home, and he will return one day.

—Ding dong, ding dong.

"Mr. Zhao, the medicine has been changed."

The silence and stillness were finally broken by the doorbell, and a thunderbolt streaked across the gap between the two.

Qiao Mingyue regained her senses, leaned her sitting body back, and sank her body into the soft and white pillow, trying to find a suitable position to adjust for comfort.

His feather-soft voice sounded again, and he begged in a coquettish tone: "Brother Shen, help me open the door."

Shen Changqing, who was sitting on the head of the bed, supported the bed with his hands, stood up, straightened the folds of his clothes when he was sitting on the bed moving around, pulled two handfuls of hair, and exhaled.

"Brother Zhao, you are quite good at calling people."

Although he complained a bit, he was honest and opened the door for the nurse outside.

Shen Changqing looked up and saw that the nurse was pushing the cart, and there was someone standing beside her.

The man was less than [-] years old, wearing a white mask and a white coat, and the gold nameplate on his chest was engraved in black - Jing Junchen, and the small letters were orthopedic specialists.

The nurse walked in with the trolley, and the orthopedic doctor followed.

While the nurse was changing the dressing, the doctor was also checking Qiao Mingyue's fracture.

The number of checkups was almost gone, and the doctor said, "He's recovering well, maybe five weeks, and the plaster cast will be removed in a month after the left hand is fine, and it will take two months for the right hand and leg."

Jing Junzhen emphasized, "Why fight at a young age, don't you suffer?"

Shen Changqing and Qiao Mingyue were speechless.

"Okay, you guys are young, so be more careful next time. Xiao Zhang, we should go."

The room regained its calm, the ticking clock hung on the high-grade wallpaper wall began to play music, it was already eight o'clock, and the outside was completely dark.

Shen Changqing looked out the window and felt that he should go home. His father drove away, leaving him alone with the sick boy.

"It's so late, I should..."

"Brother Shen, it's so late, are you staying?"

The two walked in unison, and they couldn't tell who should speak first. They should speak together. Qiao Mingyue spoke faster and finished first.

Shen Changqing hooked Qiao Mingyue's quilt with one hand, and covered his already hot face with the other hand, which was not as big as his face.

Qiao Mingyue could tell from the open fingers that the boy squinted his eyes, his slightly curly and long eye hair passed through the gaps between his fingers, and the corners of his mouth curled up to reveal a strong smile.

"Okay." Shen Changqing said shyly.

After a while, he said again: "I'm going to call home."

Shen Changqing walked out of Yu You's warm room, and there was a faint fragrance of fresh green grass in the corridor.

The temperature inside the house was higher than the temperature in the corridor outside the house, and Shen Changqing was a little more awake when he came to a colder place.

But the sentence that made him stay is still printed in his mind.

Thinking of saying it from Qiao Mingyue's mouth, her cheeks were still slightly flushed.

Without hesitation, he broadcast a number, which belonged to his mother Han Guixin.

I haven't answered the phone for a long time, and finally waited for 1 minute, and there was a call over there.

"Hello, son."

The noisy crowd and light snoring blended together.

Shen Changqing knew that it was not home, so he asked, "Mom, where are you?"

"Where do you think mom is?"

Han Guixin laughed and teased her son, "Mom is participating in a home party on the plane. The last time I played mahjong, I met a lady named Xiaomei. She recommended me to go to this party. It was fun. Your dad is also very interested. "

"Okay, mom, you are so young, so fun."

Shen Changqing's head is full of black lines. His mother is the well-known Mrs. Shen in the circle of friends. All the ladies and ladies in the circle know her, so it's fun.

I also often make some new friends, always participate in young people's activities, and try new things.

"That's right, mom, after I participated in the home party, I flew directly to Europe to play for a month at night. I can't call you aunt with your Aunt Mei. It's not an exaggeration for you to call her sister. She looks younger than me and is more fashionable than me. , I envy her."

Shen Changqing no longer disturbed the enthusiastic Mrs. Shen, nor did she say that I will not go home tonight.

He couldn't open his mouth either, and he was the only one left guarding the vacant room when he went back. The food was cold, and his aunt had gone home early.

He didn't want to eat cold vegetable leaves, he just stayed in the hospital, watching the boy on the bed get full.

Facts have proved that the desire for the eyes is not as good as the emptiness of the body, and he still needs food to fill his stomach.

He was going to go downstairs to buy some food.

Before he had taken two steps, the nurse he hired bumped into him.

Although it didn't hurt, Shen Changqing frowned, thinking, how could he take care of his brother so recklessly?

What if you don't take good care of it and get seriously injured?

Seeing the benefactor who bumped into her, the female nurse bowed her bow and muttered, I'm sorry.

The father of the gold owner expressed disdain and severely reprimanded

"You don't need to come tomorrow. Things are so-so. Are you taking care of the patient or the patient is taking care of you? Hurry up and leave."

The young lady nurse also felt wronged, her eyes were red, she accidentally bumped into you, why are you so fierce?

Shen Changqing strode past her and took the elevator downstairs.

It was a chilly autumn night in October after it had just rained. Shen Changqing was wearing only one piece of clothing and stood shivering in the night. The journey from the hospital to the hotel was only a few hundred meters away, and he sneezed five or six times.

It was almost nine o'clock when Shen Changqing strolled back to the ward, and he was already hungry.

The sick young man who was waiting for him also complained, why did you come back so late?Where did you go?

Shen Changqing, who was standing at the head of the bed, took a bag and shook it in front of him: "Hey, I'll buy you something...you've got something to eat, ah-ah-choo--"

The kind housewife Shen Changqing breastfeeds Qiao Mingyue as always.

But Shen Changqing was extremely tired tonight, he couldn't lift his hand after feeding Qiao Mingyue a few times, and his mind was in chaos.

His body could no longer support his head, so he fell into Qiao Mingyue's arms.

Before she fell into a coma, Qiao Mingyue's voice and the bedside bell rang in her ears.

It felt like a long time before Shen Changqing woke up consciously.

He was lying on the sofa, surrounded by darkness, and the lamp on the bedside table flickered the last ray of light in the darkness.

After moving his body, he found that a needle was stuck in his hand, and a bottle of drip was flowing from the needle into his blood vessel, giving him nutrition.

"You're awake, how do you feel?" Qiao Mingyue followed the light and looked at Shen Changqing's haggard face.

"It's just a cold and a fever. It will be fine in two days."

Shen Changqing spoke calmly, and suddenly looked at the clock, it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night, "Huh? You're worried about me, so you haven't slept all this time?"

There was a bit of joy on Shen Changqing's haggard cheeks.

"I'm a light sleeper, and you always wake me up when you snore."

Seeing that Shen Changqing was safe and sound with the help of the light, Qiao Mingyue was relieved, and arrogantly did not say what she wanted to say in her heart.

In the past five hours, from Shen Changqing's fainting to the time the doctor hurriedly took his temperature and administered an IV, Qiao Mingyue never stopped looking at him.

He was particularly worried about Shen Changqing, afraid that something might happen to this boy.

The doctor is going to take him to the general ward.

He didn't want to, the boy left him, what if he couldn't see him without him?

What if the fever does not subside?

He insisted on keeping Shen Changqing by his side, so that he could watch at the first time.

Seeing Shen Changqing's waking up with his own eyes, and seeing that he could tease him with a teasing tone, he relaxed.

For five hours he had forgotten that he too was a patient and needed adjustment.

"Hey, I knew you couldn't worry about me."

Shen Changqing smiled and then got weird: "I'm so cold now, I only have a quilt on my body, and the sofa is hard and cold, but the bed is warmer."

After Shen Changqing finished speaking, he sighed and repeated, he still likes beds.

In the huge ward, there is only one 2.5mx2m bed lying in the center of the ward, and it is more than enough for two people to sleep.

It's nothing more than this Young Master Shen wants to sleep on the same bed with Qiao Meiren and laugh and talk about the past.

Qiao Mingyue is such a smart person, she has long understood Shen Changqing's cryptic meaning, so she hummed a few words.

"The sofa is your bed, you can't hold it, you can't pull it down."

Shen Changqing didn't care, and walked to the other side of the bed while dragging the drip stick.

He sat on the bed, faced Qiao Mingyue, and said with a playful smile, "Can I share the bed with you?"

"No."

Qiao Mingyue said the three words decisively, without leaving any room.

"Based on what I know about you, when you say 'no', you mean 'yes'." Shen Changqing tilted his body and lay down on his side. Before he lay down, he didn't forget to say, "It's so comfortable."

"Come down."

Qiao Mingyue couldn't bear the three-character scripture, and kicked Shen Changqing with her only healthy left leg.

Shen Changqing pretended to be in pain: "You actually hit the wounded, the organization is so disappointed in you."

After all, his whole body leaned against Qiao Mingyue, his feverish body just needed a stove to let him release the coldness in his body.

The helpless Qiao Mingyue could no longer kick the person beside her, so she gave up and let that person rub against her.

The two wounded were too tired and fell asleep with the stars, looking forward to a better tomorrow.

The author has something to say: even two more words to express compensation (/w＼) Tomorrow when the state is good, I will add another word.