The dawn was dawning. Yesterday, Zhou Jinheng, who was only allowed to speak 100 words, had far exceeded his share of his actions and words, and watched Yi Hui sitting beside the bed playing with his mobile phone.

Yi Hui clicked on the screenshot sent by Jiang Yimang again, and then scrolled down. Zhou Jinheng was curious about what he was looking at, and craned his neck to look around, but Yi Hui noticed it, a sharp eye knife flew over, and Zhou Jinheng lay back helplessly.

When it was time to speak, Zhou Jinheng cherished his words like gold: "It doesn't hurt anymore, I hope you can say a few more words."

Yi Hui broke off the orange and stuffed it into Zhou Jinheng's mouth: "Last night you said it hurts, so it will be all right?"

Zhou Jinheng would never speak if he could use body language, nodded and said, "A few more slices and apples."

Yi Hui was puzzled by how obedient he was suddenly and what he wanted to eat. Before lunch, when he helped Zhou Jinheng out of bed for the fifth time today, Yi Hui suddenly realized that there are policies and countermeasures below, this guy clearly did it on purpose.

The bathroom in the ward was cramped, and Yi Hui was worried that he was alone in it, so the two had to be close to each other. Zhou Jinheng was also unsteady five times and three times. He fell on Yi Hui as soon as he tilted his body. He buried himself in his neck and rubbed his lips several times, making Yi Hui blush and heartbeat. Ask if you have a fever.

Of course, Yi Hui couldn't let this kind of clever trick-or-treating behavior go unnoticed. He didn't give Zhou Jinheng more water for lunch. In the afternoon, Zhou Jinheng pointed at his mouth wildly and he didn't give him any fruit, which made Zhou Jinheng's mouth crumpled pitifully, as if he was about to burst into tears in the next second.

Yi Hui didn't know if he was acting like this, but he felt it was too funny and hid behind his phone and snickered.

Originally, this ban would be implemented at least until the next time the bandages are removed and the dressings changed. Unexpectedly, Yang Chengxuan's revisit at night disrupted the plan.

The first sentence of entering the door was like thunder, Yang Chengxuan did not ask for advice, but said in a knowing tone: "I want to take him to the United States."

Yi Hui hurriedly asked, "Why go to America? Does he agree?"

Yang Chengxuan only answered the first question: "Treat the disease, if you are cured, you can study. I will be with him."

"The disease can be cured at home." Zhou Jinheng said, "Tossing back and forth is not conducive to treatment and recuperation."

This is exactly what Yi Hui wanted to say. He looked at Yang Chengxuan and hoped that he would give a valid reason for doing so. Yang Chengxuan was silent for a while and then said, "I can't leave him behind anymore."

Zhou Jinheng sneered: "Finally figured it out?"

Yang Chengxuan didn't nod or deny, just said, "I can't leave him behind."

Yi Hui saw his sluggish appearance, and his heart swelled immediately, and he stood up abruptly: "Let him go for a while, and tie him to his side for a while, come and sway when he is called, what are you doing? What do you take him for?"

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect him to..." Yang Chengxuan grabbed a mess of hair, "If I knew it would turn out like this, I would not..."

Yi Hui answered: "I will never leave him, won't let him become like this?"

Yang Chengxuan nodded.

"No, do it all over again, and things will still be like this. He has a place in your heart, but it's not heavy enough. Setting up any obstacle can make you abandon him and choose what's better for yourself. Now he has forgotten you, You can live without any worries, but you have to ask him to remember, in the end, you are not doing it for him, you just want to feel better about yourself."

Hearing Yi Hui's words, Yang Chengxuan's face turned pale, as if he was greatly stimulated.

He avoided the topic and insisted on taking Tang Wenxi away. Zhou Jinheng sat up with Yi Hui's support, leaned back on the head of the bed and said, "He is a living person, if you want to take him away, you must first obtain the consent of him and his family, and you have considered your family's situation. Are you sure that your parents will accept him? If you plan to hide it, hide it, and delay it for a day, I advise you to get rid of your thoughts as soon as possible. You can afford it, but he can't afford it. I also saw it, do you still want to watch him give up hope again and seek death with all his heart?"

Yang Chengxuan choked, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

After the people left, Yi Hui bent over to make the bed, and withdrew the pillow and blanket that had just been moved to Zhou Jinheng's bed yesterday to the sofa bed. He didn't say a word during the whole process, and didn't even look at the patient lying on the bed.

Zhou Jinheng knew that what he said just now brought up some bad past, he scolded Yang Chengxuan in his heart, but he didn't dare to make a fool of himself. ?"

Yi Hui ignored him and poured the water to his mouth. Zhou Jinheng didn't have time to stop it, so he raised his hand and grabbed the cup. As a result, Yi Hui didn't take a sip and the hot water sprinkled Zhou Jinheng's hands.

Although it is the water poured from the thermos, it is sure to burn the mouth after a period of time, but it will not burn people. Yi Hui was in a hurry to cover up his strangeness just now, but he didn't expect such a situation, so he hurriedly took a towel to wipe Zhou Jinheng's hands.

He lowered his head and wiped carefully, until the third finger, a tear fell on the back of Zhou Jinheng's hand.

Zhou Jinheng, who pretended not to cry and made people cry, panicked, pulled Yi Hui's arm and dragged him into his arms: "What's the matter, why are you crying?"

"Bad people." Yi Hui's eyes were red and his voice was crying, "You are all bad people."

Zhou Jinheng was immediately stunned.

He is not unfamiliar with the name "bad guy". The little fools in the past would call him bad guy when he was teased. Yi Hui doesn't know how to scold people, and thinks "bad people" are the most cruel words in the world, but whenever Zhou Jinheng admits that he is a bad person indifferently, Yi Hui is dumbfounded and stumblingly says, "Bad people...are going to be beaten. "

Having not heard such childish swearing for a long time, Zhou Jinheng's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but say, "Want another word to listen to?"

Yi Hui knew how embarrassing what he said without thinking, he turned his head with a snort, and was turned back by Zhou Jinheng pinching his chin.

"I'm a bad person, the worst and worst person in the world." Zhou Jinheng stared at him intently, the superficial joy in his eyes faded away, leaving only a deep sadness that could not be resolved, "It's all my fault, you hit me Just scold me, how can you be happy...as long as you are happy."

This time, it was Yi Hui's turn to be stunned.

Yes, he would be sad when he recalled the past, so why wouldn't Zhou Jinheng be sad? Regret and regret are the most useless and tormenting things in the world. Zhou Jinheng's pain could not be hidden, and he saw it all with his own eyes.

Freeing a hand, Yi Hui didn't hit him, wiped the last tear from the corner of his eyes, and said in a sullen voice, "You're not a bad person."

Zhou Jinheng was amused by his capriciousness: "I was scolding so hard just now, but now I don't recognize it again?"

"You know it's changed," Yi Hui pouted and muttered, "You're not the same as him."

After rolling his Adam's apple a few times, Zhou Jinheng pulled Yi Hui into his arms again.

"Hey, your injury..."

"Okay, I won't be a bad person first." Zhou Jinheng took a deep breath, his eyes became sharp and cold where Yi Hui couldn't see, "I'll get rid of all the bad people who have hurt you one by one, and then you will give I'll issue the verdict, and then decide whether to beat me or not, okay?"

When Yi Hui just lifted the ban on nonsense, he didn't take it to heart.

When the police called and said that they had found another mastermind who instigated the gangster, and that there was sufficient evidence to prosecute him, Yi Hui stayed for a while, and returned to the ward to see Zhou Jinheng eating apples as if nothing had happened. swallow it back.

Zhou Jinheng is very social and has a wide network of contacts, so it is not unusual to get things done without leaving home. It's just that he was willing to take action on that Fang Youqing, which Yi Hui still couldn't believe.

He called his brother, and Cheng Feichi said solemnly: "What's wrong? He used his power for personal gain again and acted unfairly? Or did he bully you again and make you unhappy?"

"No, no, I just saw that the case was done so quickly, I thought you were helping in secret, brother."

Cheng Feichi laughed on the other end of the phone, and his tone relaxed: "I want to intervene. The person he found was very efficient, and he found it within two days. Let him solve the troubles he caused by himself, you don't care about him."

The elder brother is a kind person, only mentioning that Zhou Jinheng's words have their own edges and corners, and now even if there is an extra point for saving his life, he is still very wary of him, and he is not satisfied.

Knowing that Zhou Jinheng was in a bad way in the past, and the grievances for many years will not go away, Yi Hui is not in a hurry, thinking that there will be more days in the future, and walking around more often can always make the relationship better.

He walked back to the ward briskly. He wanted to cut another apple to make up for Zhou Jinheng's body, but the bed was actually empty, and he didn't know where to go.

An hour later, someone was blocked at the entrance of the cosmetology department, Yi Hui stepped forward to set up Zhou Jinheng and walked back.

Zhou Jinheng rarely felt guilty: "How did you know I was here?"

Yi Hui squinted at him: "Do you still want to go far?"

Zhou Jinheng closed his mouth and dared not speak.

He returned to the ward and lay down. After waiting for a long time for the peeled apple, Zhou Jinheng couldn't lie down. He stretched out his palm and brought it to Yi Hui: "See if the scar has faded?"

Yi Hui glanced at it: "No."

Zhou Jinheng retracted his hand in frustration: "It may take a few more courses of treatment, if not, change to a specialized beauty hospital."

Yi Hui didn't know who he was speaking to.

Uneasy, he searched for Zhou Jinheng on Weibo, and an entry called "Zhou Jinheng disfigured" appeared. There was a popular poll called "Can Zhou Jinheng still receive a movie after being disfigured?" Yi Hui clicked "Must be able" without hesitation. Looking at the results, 8% of the total votes cast "Only bad movies". more than ten.

Yi Hui broke his promise to say whether he was distressed or not.

No one knows better than him how difficult and difficult Zhou Jinheng has been along the way. If it is because of the scars on his face and the back of his hands that he can no longer receive good films, he will feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"The doctor said that my skin is so good that I can barely see it." Zhou Jinheng asked Yi Hui again, "What do you mean by 'almost' invisible? Can you see when I kiss you?"

The topic changed suddenly, and Yi Hui was still in a trance with an "ah" sound.

"It really doesn't work. From now on, I'll just kiss you at night." Zhou Jinheng sighed and raised his hand to cover the scarred half of his face, "Or this way, you won't be able to see."

Looking at his behavior that was no different from hiding his ears and stealing bells, Yi Hui turned around in his mind and asked tentatively, "You removed the scars for me?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

Zhou Jinheng said confidently, "Don't you like ugly people?"

Yi Hui was confused: "Where are you ugly?"

Zhou Jinheng touched his face, feeling a little embarrassed: "Anyway, it's not as good-looking as it used to be. My whole body is just fine with this face. If it's ruined, what else can I use... to keep you."

It sounds a little bit rude and a little pitiful.

Yi Hui took a long time to answer: "Do you think I like you because of your face?"

"Then what else do I have..." Halfway through, Zhou Jinheng suddenly reacted and looked at Yi Hui with wide eyes, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Yi Hui turned his back.

Zhou Jinheng jumped out of bed recklessly, straightened his shoulders and made him face himself: "Say it again."

Yi Hui bit his lips and said nothing.

Zhou Jinheng chased after him: "Say it again, okay...Huihui, say it again, just one more time, eh? Okay?"

Yi Hui felt that he was now a little bit like a boy of his age, impulsive, impatient, coercive and coquettish.

But no one knew that Yi Hui was most afraid of hearing him ask "How are you?"

At the entrance of the Jiang's small courtyard, Zhou Jinheng begged Yi Hui to treat him as Dora Hem, even if it was a lifetime, he asked him "how are you?" tremblingly; Going away, he asked him hoarsely, "How are you?" In the icy refrigerated truck, Zhou Jinheng, who was dying, said that he would not lie to him again. He only kept him in his heart, and asked him urgently, "How are you?"

Even if most of Yi Hui held back and did not answer, his heart was shaking, how could he not feel it.

Zhou Jinheng seems reckless and clumsy, but he is actually smarter and cunning than anyone else. He knows what to do to shake his unshakable heart. He knows what can melt the frozen snow-capped mountains, let the babbling spring water flow along the mountains, and irrigate everything along the way. Plants that still have a breath of life, let them bloom again in the face of the light when the sun rises.

Yi Hui remembered that conversation. After Zhou Jinheng replied to Jiang Yimang, "He's not stupid, he's just too kind", he added another sentence - I like him, I like everything about him.

It's not that I'm afraid, but I like it so much that I don't know what to do every time I hear this question.

Zhou Jinheng was still asking, and there was pleading and longing in his voice in addition to urgency.

Taking a deep breath, Yi Hui pushed away Zhou Jinheng's hand on his shoulder, took the initiative to wrap his arm around his neck, raised his face, and leaned in to kiss the scar on his face.

The beads of lips rolled over the raised meander, the corners of the lips rubbed against the bridge of the tall nose, and finally landed on the eyes that made him haunt him for two lifetimes. The trembling thick eyelashes tickled the skin.

After kissing, he backed away a bit, while the person being kissed was still in a daze, Yi Hui smiled charmingly: "It's still very handsome, I like it."

I like everything about you.

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