crack

Jiang Xi didn't miss his home, his house was empty and he had nothing to think about.

There are only tables, beds, sofas, all kinds of extravagant but meaningless expensive furnishings, and the emptiness where no one will respond to your calls.

It makes no difference to him whether he has his home or not.

The reason why he answered Pei Chongyuan in this way was that there was an unknown desire in his heart, wanting a popular home.

Jiang Xi attributed this to the unprovoked fragility of sick people, meaningless and ridiculous.

Pei Chongyuan parked the car, looked at Jiang Xi's jawline, and felt a little pain for the child from the bottom of his heart.

I just went to college and was far away from home. I used to be spoiled by my parents, but now I have to rely on myself for everything. I have no one to take care of me when I am sick. It is normal to be homesick.

This is what he thought, but it was all wrong.

Jiang Xi was never a pampered young master, nor did he have parents by his side.

"Let's go." Pei Chongyuan turned back to help him untie his seat belt, and then went over to re-fasten his scarf, "I guess there are quite a lot of people, follow me closely."

Jiang Xi glanced at him and said nothing.

When Pei Chongyuan adjusted the scarf for him, he didn't know if it was intentional or not, and his fingertips gently swept across his side face. Jiang Xi held his breath at that time, and he was relieved only when the other party got out of the car.

This feeling is a bit annoying, and my emotions are out of my control, as if floating in the sky.

He is a kite, no matter where he flies, his hand is controlled by a thin thread, and the person holding the source of the thread is Pei Chongyuan.

Jiang Xi sat there and calmed down for a few seconds, and decided that when the illness healed, he would go back to being the Jiang Xi whom no one could touch.

Pei Chongyuan got out of the car first, without urging him, and stood outside waiting patiently.

Jiang Xi peeked at him, seeing his heart beating like a novice just learning to play drums, beating the drum head indiscriminately, bang bang bang, chaotic and restless.

He rubbed his head, which was so painful that it was almost bursting, and squeezed his throat again. It was so inflamed that it hurt even to swallow his saliva.

When he got out of the car, Pei Chongyuan asked, "How is it?"

"fine."

Pei Chongyuan closed the car door for him and walked beside him.

These two people, one is as tall as the other, and the other is as handsome as the other.

The big boy in the family, a 28-year-old professional elite, the two have different auras, but they are equally eye-catching.

Jiang Xi huddled half of his face in the scarf, his eyes were red from burning, he walked lightly, and was a little dazed when he went up the steps.

Pei Chongyuan clung to him, deliberately slowing down to accompany Jiang Xi.

In fact, Jiang Xi was very tired of his worthless appearance, embarrassing and funny. On the contrary, Pei Chongyuan liked to see his appearance as fragile as porcelain, which could be manipulated and cared for by him at will.

Pei Chongyuan could see that Jiang Xi had a temper, but he was also confident that he could calm down his temper.

Because there has been a lot of snow recently, there is still snow on the ground of the hospital compound. When I walked outside, the soles of my shoes were covered with snow, and when I entered the building, the soles of my feet slipped.

Jiang Xi was already unsteady, but when he stepped in, he almost fell over.

Pei Chongyuan had quick eyes and quick hands, and he stabilized himself with his arms around the man's waist. He stuck to Jiang Xi's side and said softly, "Be careful."

Pei Chongyuan's warm breath fell on Jiang Xi's hot ears, and he always felt that the other's lips were already pressed against them.

Jiang Xi stood firm and kept a little distance from him.

"Do you want to register?" Jiang Xi frowned as he looked at the long queue at the registration window.

"Wait for me to make a call." Pei Chongyuan took out his mobile phone, and when he was searching for a contact, he grabbed Jiang Xi's wrist and led him to a corner.

Jiang Xi didn't like the behavior of exercising privileges by using interpersonal relationships. He always scoffed at such things. However, when Pei Chongyuan called and waited for someone to receive them, Jiang Xi only admired the other party's ability.

This is too double standard, he knows it all.

Feeling ashamed, he followed Pei Chongyuan away. Seeing a doctor, prescribing medicine, and getting an IV drip, Jiang Xi didn't expect to have a single room lounge for every bottle.

He was sitting on the soft sofa, his head was still dizzy, and with his eyes closed, he could vaguely hear Pei Chongyuan greeting someone outside the door.

So it's because I owe someone a favor?

Jiang Xi thought so at the time.

For Jiang Xi, it is a terrible thing to owe favors. In his three views, if he can solve it by himself, he will never ask others, and if he can solve it with money, he will never owe favors.

Pei Chongyuan opened the door and came in, and asked him softly, "How do you feel?"

Jiang Xi opened his eyes, because he was so uncomfortable, his eyelids were a little weak, and the frequency of blinking was lower than usual.

"Fortunately."

In Pei Chongyuan's eyes, Jiang Xi's distressed appearance made him very distressed. It was too wrong for the little beauty to suffer. Even if she suffered, she should suffer on his bed, not in the hospital.

Pei Chongyuan went over, looked at the drip bottle, and touched Jiang Xi's forehead.

"Just now I got a fever-reducing injection, and I should feel better later." Pei Chongyuan asked him, "You don't want to vomit, do you?"

Jiang Xi shook his head.

Shaking his head like this made him feel even more dizzy.

"Okay, take a good rest." Pei Chongyuan suddenly reached out and held the infusion tube, "The medicine is too cold."

His movements made Jiang Xi's brain "buzz", remembering that when he was sick when he was a child, his mother took him to get a bottle, and it was also winter, and the cold medicine was squeezed into his blood vessels along the infusion tube. It's the same fucking way sometimes, warm hands holding the infusion tube, trying to keep the medicine from getting into his body in such a way that it's not so cold.

Even though it didn't help much, it still persisted.

how many years?

Jiang Xi had forgotten it at first, but because of Pei Chongyuan's action, he remembered it again.

He didn't dare to look at it, didn't dare to think about it, he sighed inaudibly, and let himself sink into the sofa.

Jiang Xi closed his eyes, pursed his lips, and kept his brows tightly locked.

Pei Chongyuan stood in front of him all the time, holding the infusion tube with one hand, and the other hand hanging by his side, rubbing his fingers gently.

The sickly little beauty lost her usual sharpness and withdrew all her sharpness, like a rose whose sharp thorns have been pulled out, with a broken beauty.

Pei Chongyuan felt thirsty, the kind of thirst with a dry soul, and he urgently needed Jiang Xi, the rose, to shake the dew on the petals to moisten him.

All the desires and agitations in his heart were suppressed very well by him, at least on the surface there seemed to be no trace, but he knew that if he went on like this for a few more minutes, his hands might caress Jiang's breath uncontrollably. His face, his people will stick to it, kiss or lick, in short, want to possess.

Pei Chongyuan didn't want to be in such a hurry. His original plan was to let the little boy who didn't have the strength to lean forward by himself. In this way, he would be more confident when cleaning up the relationship.

However, the more you get in touch with him, the more you look at him, the more attractive this Jiang Xi becomes.

How can a flower picker who is blinded by desire be able to resist the seductive temptation of a rose?

Jiang Xisong leaned there loosely, defenseless, and Pei Chongyuan slowly stepped forward and stood in front of him.

Pei Chongyuan traced the opponent's figure with his eyes like a wild animal hunting, leaned slightly, and was about to stick his lips to the opponent's.

Jiang Xi suddenly opened his eyes, and the two looked at each other so close.