Chapter 96

The more he spoke, the more reassured Song Yu sounded, the more self-blame he sounded. Yu felt that he was exerting force, but his hand holding his fingertips was so loose that he didn't seem to be able to use up the strength.

When he sees it, what about when he can't? Cheng Yan reported the good news but not the bad news. How many grievances has he swallowed this year?

This is not the emotion and future that Song Yu wants to give him, Cheng Yan can't be so selfish, can't be so selfish, can't tell him nothing, let others inform him of everything...

Song Yu's drooping eyelashes were wet with water mist, it was extremely cold in the ward, his shoulders were shaking, only he could know whether it was because of the cold or fear.

"It's not your fault... Don't blame yourself, and I'm fine, don't you?" Cheng Yan tried his best to raise his hand, touched Song Yu's cheek, touched his cold skin, and wiped away the traces of tears, "I It's okay, Song Yu...don't be sad."

Song Yu never cried in front of Cheng Yan, and he couldn't remember the last time he cried. He didn't know what empathy was. He just saw him lying here with injuries, and wanted to transfer those injuries and get them to Going to him, he thought he was mentally strong, and he always felt that he was indifferent. Why does the more Cheng Yan talk, the hotter the corners of his eyes get?

"Stop talking," Song Yu held his hand that was rubbing against his cheek, and stuffed his hand into the quilt. He didn't even look at Cheng Yan's eyes, he didn't even have the courage to look at those fragile pupils, Song Yu only said. :"have a good rest."

Cheng Yan hurriedly grabbed his hand. This action involved the injury on his body. He savagely slapped his facial features, and had no time to care about the pain. He held Song Yu's hand with the utmost strength, "Don't go."

Is he afraid that he will leave, or is he afraid of what he will do when he is emotionally unstable? He knew that he was Song Yu's weakness, so he didn't want to share bad things with him, and he didn't want to cause Song Yu's unstable emotions. Separation was already a torment for them, so don't make each other more uncomfortable.

"I'm not leaving," Song Yu replied in a low voice, stuffing Cheng Yan's hand back into the quilt, and repeating, "I'm not leaving, I'll be here with you, okay?"

The panic and tension in Cheng Yan's eyes were soothed a little. He looked at Song Yu with his eyes open, gauze wrapped around his forehead, and the back of his head was smashed, causing faint pain.

They looked at each other in the dim light.

"Get dressed," Cheng Yan's eyes fell on his thin sweater: "cold."

Song Yu did nothing and responded, "It's not cold, the one who just ran over is hot."

He covered the quilt repeatedly, so that no cold wind could invade Cheng Yan's body.

Cheng Yan grabbed his hand into the quilt and warmed Song Yu's icy palm.

"You're injured." Song Yu's face was not hurt, but his hands were bandaged. Cheng Yan could probably guess what happened. He thought, let Song Yu sit here honestly and wait for him to wake up before he wakes up. Go do something, his emotions can't make him do nothing.

"It's not serious," Song Yu approached the hospital bed, leaned over slightly, and said in Cheng Yan's ear in a very gentle voice, "The hot water is hot, it's cold, and it won't take long."

Cheng Yan couldn't speak clearly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't get hurt, it hurts."

"No, not in the future." What did he say, Song Yu promised something, he pulled out a hand, put it lightly on the side of Cheng Yan's cheek, and covered his cool ears, "Is it cold or not? ?"

Cheng Yan wanted to shake his head, but he couldn't do it after trying, so he gave up and replied, "No, you are closer to me."

Song Yu leaned over and used his warm palms to warm his exposed cheeks. He moved very lightly, because the bruising on Cheng Yan's face was too serious, he was afraid of accidentally hurting him, "Is there anything that hurts? ?"

"There's a little bit behind my head," Cheng Yan said softly, "but it's okay, I can stand it."

Song Yu's fingers rubbed against the gauze on his forehead and stroked it gently. Cheng Yan closed his eyes because of the movement he pressed down.

Song Yu put her lips against his cheek and whispered, "Don't think about anything, I'll wait for you here, you will still see me when you open your eyes tomorrow, promise me a good night's sleep, okay?"

Cheng Yan's eyelashes scraped Song Yu's skin, and replied obediently, "Okay."

I don't know what time they looked at each other silently and looked at each other before Cheng Yan fell asleep.

Song Yu hid his hands, closed the quilt again, stood up lightly, and turned off the last light in the room.

The snowflakes hit the mirror window, and it wasn't the sound of the wind and snow that made the people on the bed sleep peacefully. Song Yu picked up the red cotton-padded jacket on one side, and the torn hole in the hat revealed the goose down inside. fierce.

Song Yu raised his eyes, and his deep gaze was directed towards the dark night sky.

Walking out of the ward, Song Yu, dressed in thin clothes, stood in front of the hospital gate. The cold wind hit him, and he was like a robot, without any response.

There was a number in his phone that he never contacted when he grew up, and Song Yu didn't hesitate to make this disturbing call at night.

The person on the other side was quiet for a long time before answering the call. The middle-aged man's voice was majestic, but when he called his name, he seemed a bit pretentiously gentle: "Song Yu."

Song Yu snorted and went straight to the subject. He was not in the mood to talk nonsense at all. He also forgot the greetings that he had not contacted for so long, and recklessly stated his purpose: "Dad, can I ask you a favor?"

The person over there paused, as if sitting up from the bed, "You said."

"Can you lend me lawyer Zhou? I have something to ask."

"What's wrong?" The male voice on the other side became more serious.

Song Yu didn't hide it, and said in a cold voice, "I want to sue a few people."

——

Cheng Yan stayed in the hospital for three days. During this period, many friends came to see him. Everyone was worried about his accident. No matter what the problem, everyone can rest assured.

Miles Yan didn't tell his parents for the past three days. It's not easy to hide the past. Zhao Yibai helped and lied together, but Cheng's father and Cheng's mother didn't have any doubts. Dare to go back to see my parents, otherwise my mother will look at me now, and I don't know what it will look like.

He didn't go home the day he was discharged from the hospital. Although he was able to get out of bed and walk, the scars on his face were still obvious. He wanted to wait a little longer. Song Yu was also very considerate and asked him to go to his aunt's house to recuperate.

Although Cheng Yan was discharged from the hospital, he still couldn't make much movement. The gauze on his head was not removed. Fortunately, Aunt Song Yu was not at home, otherwise he would have been frightened.

"Aren't they home?" Cheng Yan entered the door, his arms were bandaged, his face was covered with medical patches, and the swelling in his eyes was almost healed, at least it didn't hurt anymore.

"Going on a business trip." Song Yu didn't come back for a long time, but the room was still clean. My aunt was afraid that he would come back at any time, so she always cleaned it. This kind of thoughtfulness also made Song Yu very grateful.

"Sit down." Song Yu asked him to sit on the bed, Cheng Yan sat down obediently, packed a lot of things from the hospital, Song Yu took out the patch and replaced it for Cheng Yan, "Close your eyes and say if it hurts."

Cheng Yan hummed, but didn't say a word when changing the dressing.

Song Yu changed the patch for the serious scar on his face, cleaned up briefly in the room, turned on the air conditioner, fiddled with the sofa chair, put the soft cushion on it, poured warm water, and asked Cheng Yan to sit on the sofa chair.

"Don't be busy," Cheng Yan grabbed his wrist to see what he had to do, "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Song Yu was caught by him and couldn't leave, so he squatted down in front of him and clenched his hands.

"Tell me about your recent life," Cheng Yan looked down at him, "How was it there?"

Song Yu rubbed his hand and said concisely: "It's all good." When he talked about himself, he always didn't have so many words and interest. This time it was because Cheng Yan was injured and he had no interest at all. I just want to be by his side quietly.

Cheng Yan continued to ask: "Have you made any new friends? How about basketball training? Is it going well?"

"It's all going well, don't worry." Song Yu raised his eyes and saw the thing stuck on his face, his eyes sank again, he reached out and touched Cheng Yan's chin, there was a bruising mark there, which has now disappeared Not a lot.

"What about you?" Song Yu asked instead.

Cheng Yan smiled slightly and said, "I'm fine, I forgot to tell you, this time I got more than 600 points in the college entrance examination mock paper, although it's still a little short, but I still have time and will improve. "

"It's amazing." Song Yu said softly, "With such a big improvement, it's been a very tiring year, isn't it?"

Cheng Yan shook his head: "It doesn't matter, I think I will come to you in the future, so I don't feel tired anymore."

Song Yu held up a smile that was not sincere. He couldn't laugh now, and he was not happy with all the sweet love words. Cheng Yan looked at his reluctant smile, and his mood quickly fell.

"You smile," Cheng Yan said, "don't do this, I'm afraid."

Song Yu really couldn't pretend, a deceptive smile was enough, and it was impossible to show it any better.

Looking down, Song Yu's cell phone rang.

He took his hand out of Cheng Yan's hand, picked up the mobile phone on the cabinet, answered the call, and then said, "I'll come right over and go into the living room."

Cheng Yan stood up and followed.

After opening the door, a man with a briefcase came into the living room. The man was young, in his early thirties. He smiled at Song Yu, turned his head to see Cheng Yan, and stopped his smile.

Song Yu asked that person to sit, and then asked him to wait for a while. He walked to Cheng Yan, who was standing in front of the door, and instructed, "You stay in the room for a while."

After he finished speaking, he closed the door and isolated Cheng Yan with a wall.

Cheng Yan's heart was in a mess. After seeing the man in the suit and leather shoes, he had a gut feeling that something was going to happen. Even though Song Yu closed the door, he didn't dare to leave. He leaned against the door panel and listened to the movement from the living room.

They seem to be discussing something, can't hear it clearly, but it seems to be related to him...

Song Yu stayed with the stranger for almost half an hour. Cheng Yan waited quietly in the room for half an hour. During this half hour, he had countless thoughts of going out, but they all stopped in front of the door. On the other hand, he couldn't expect Song Yu to be joking.

Half an hour later, the living room door rang, followed by footsteps, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Song Yu walked in.

Cheng Yan stood up and looked at him.

Song Yu glanced at him and didn't say much. He came to the computer, took some documents and photos in his hand, and sat down in front of the computer.

The computer starts up very quickly. Although it has not been used for a long time, the computer with high price and good performance is still very powerful, and there is no delay in the startup speed.

Song Yu put both hands on the keyboard and searched for something in the URL bar. Cheng Yan saw two striking big characters, and finally couldn't hold back the panic in his heart, "Who is that person..."

He knew that that person was not an ordinary person, and that it was related to the law called out by the computer interface, so Cheng Yan was vaguely uneasy.

"Lawyer." Song Yu didn't hide it at all.

Cheng Yan suddenly came to his senses, and all his inner speculations were confirmed. He raised his footsteps and stood behind Song Yu, his fists slightly tight, and his tone was a little flustered: "Are you going to sue them?"

"Yeah." Song Yuming answered his question plainly, without pretending to be deaf at all, "You don't need to worry about it, come forward when you need you, and I'll take care of the rest."

"No," Cheng Yan clenched his fists, what was he worried about? It was understandable that Song Yu wanted to sue them, but he was not at ease, and Cheng Yan couldn't tell, so he asked in a panic, "What about you?"

Song Yu looked at him sideways: "What am I?"

Cheng Yan said, "If you hit them, will they bite you..."

"If they want to sue me," Song Yu said indifferently, "I'll go to jail with them."

Cheng Yan seems to have heard it wrong, but isn't that clear and indifferent tone from Song Yu?

He came to Song Yu's side, held Song Yu's wrist, stopped him from typing on the keyboard, his face panicked, "Song Yu, don't do this, don't sue them."

He could sue them, but if he involved himself and accompany them to jail, Cheng Yan couldn't accept it. He would rather leave things alone. He didn't want them to bite each other, and Song Yu didn't want Song Yu to send himself in for him. He now has a good The university has a very good future, and continuing to study it will ruin him!

Song Yu twisted his hand away and continued to work on the information on the keyboard, with an obvious attitude, and there was no room for negotiation.

Cheng Yan said anxiously: "Song Yu, don't do this, okay... You have already beat them, you have taught them a lesson, and a tit for tat..."

"Going to jail with me is tit-for-tat, and getting 4 for 4 is very worth it. If they have a way to do it, they will accept the fact that they are in a good position. I don't mind. Happy to accompany them."

"Song Yu..." Cheng Yan's throat was itchy in a hurry, he swallowed and pleaded again and again, "I beg you, Song Yu, don't go into it, I don't want this result, you stay by my side, I It's alright, I'm really alright..."

"Cheng Yan," Song Yu interrupted him, not listening at all, and said coldly, "Go and rest."

Cheng Yan lowered his hand and looked at his determined appearance. Suddenly, he didn't know where the joy came from. He was very happy to see him. If he came back this time in exchange for such a result, he would not accept it, nor would he need it.

He hates them very much, but Song Yu beat them, he got involved. If there is no such factor, it doesn't matter if Song Yu makes a big deal about this matter, he accepts it because he is a victim, but Song Yu wants to take himself Accompany him in and join them in the game. What if the trial results really put him on hold for two or three years? What about his university? Their future, the direction he is working towards now is all gone...

With panic, Cheng Yan couldn't calm down. At night, he couldn't close his eyes, and the computer emitted a faint light. Song Yu sat at the computer desk for a long time. Later, he was afraid of disturbing Cheng Yan's rest, so he moved to In the living room, occasionally a conversation passed through Cheng Yan's ear, which made him very clear-headed.

"Well, is that the picture of the injury? There are preparations, and the doctor also has an appraisal report..."

Cheng Yan was the only one on the bed. The air-conditioning heat in the room couldn't warm his heart. His feet were so cold that he couldn't keep him warm, and his mind was so clear. How could he fall asleep?

Cheng Yan clung to the quilt tightly. The quilt was obviously warm, but his body was as cold as ice. Hearing the small voice outside, Cheng Yan was overwhelmed by the nervousness and sat up.

He put on his slippers and opened the door that was not tightly closed. Song Yu was sitting in the living room, talking on the phone, when he saw the light in the room, he looked up at Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan did not put on his coat, stood in front of the door and stared at Song Yu, then stepped out in three or two steps, came to Song Yu, and snatched his mobile phone.

"Cheng Yan?" Song Yu frowned.

Cheng Yan said to the person on the other end of the phone, "We won't call the police, sorry, don't prepare..."

"Cheng Yan," Song Yu stood up and wanted to take the phone back, but Cheng Yan didn't give it to him, which quickly angered Song Yu who was busy, Song Yu went to grab the phone, Cheng Yan hid behind him, Song Yu was anxious Said: "Give it to me."

His voice was cold and scary.

Cheng Yan squeezed the phone tightly and stared at him.

Song Yu had no patience, he went to snatch, the two were entangled together, Cheng Yan backed away and refused to give, until Song Yu grabbed his wrist and broke it from his hand, his attitude of never letting go completely angered Song Yu. Yu, a roar exploded in the living room: "Cheng Yan!"

Song Yu roared, and at the same time, the phone flew out due to the different forces of the two, and fell to the ground.

The room was quiet for a few seconds, Song Yu turned his head, his irritable emotions rushed to the nerve area, and his eyes immediately turned red.

But he didn't have time to lose his temper and couldn't talk more, he was overwhelmed by the scene in front of him, only to see Cheng Yan standing there with his head bowed, and a few hot tears suddenly shed from the corners of his red eyes.

Song Yu's heart tightened, and he stepped forward, but stopped again. He squeezed his hands fiercely, confronting grief and anger, trying to infect the other party until one of them was defeated.

After patience? He still couldn't control his instinctive concern. There was nothing good about Cheng Yan in front of him, and his face was even worse. Tears continued to flow from all the wounds. When he was still alive and kicking, it wasn't like that, it wasn't as crisp as paper.

Song Yu's eyes reddened slightly, she stepped forward, hugged Cheng Yan into her arms, pressed it against his chest, pressed the top of his head, closed his eyes and said, "I'm sorry."

Cheng Yan sobbed in his arms, tears rubbed into Song Yu's clothes, he grabbed Song Yu's sweater, and said in a not clear voice: "I beg you, I don't want this result, Song Yu, I Don't want to... Can you understand me once, I don't want you to die with them, I don't need..."

Cheng Yan shook his head in his arms: "It hurts, it really hurts, but I'm already healed, you have beaten them, you have avenged me, enough, really enough, they dare not fight again I am, I will protect myself next time, I will not be reckless anymore, I will not fight with others, okay, okay, okay…”

Song Yu's eyes were red. This was a hurdle in his heart that he couldn't get over for a while. He didn't know what to do to relieve the guilt towards Cheng Yan. Although this was not a situation caused by him, he did not protect him well and let him suffer so much. The injury of Song Yu was something that Song Yu could not let go of at all.

"Cheng Yan..." He wanted to say something, but I'm sorry, it's useless, Song Yu doesn't want to say it anymore, it doesn't make any sense, but how can he make up for his infinite guilt? He only has this one way, only one bad idea.

"Song Yu, you understand me, you understand me once, I am working hard now, and I will work harder in the future, I will work hard to get admitted to Fudan University, you believe me, I have worked hard for so long, don't let my wish fail , I want to see you next year, I don't care if they go to jail or not, you can't, you can't take any risk, I don't want to wait for you for years, I've been tired this year, don't be so cruel to me Wait longer, I coax you so many times, you coax me once, hurt me once..."

His voice was full of grievance and panic. The first time they met this winter, the mood of the two was unstable, and it was not at all like what they expected, they should meet again after a long absence.

——

I don't know how long have been tossing over and over again, Cheng Yan's feet are too cold, Song Yu poured hot water and let him soak his feet before sleeping. When Cheng Yan lay down again, the bed was finally warm.

"Come up and accompany me." Cheng Yan said when Song Yu covered the quilt for him.

"No, I'll pack up, you go to bed first."

Cheng Yan nervously grabbed the wrist Song Yu wanted to take away, and his thoughts were written on his face.

Song Yu smiled at him and reassured: "Don't worry, I promise you, I won't break my promise."

Cheng Yan slowly released his hand.

Song Yudao: "I'll come to accompany you when I'm ready, go to bed first, there's no snow tomorrow, I'll take you out for a walk, okay?"

Cheng Yan nodded and said, "Then hurry up."

Song Yun snorted, took the water basin out, and packed up the documents and documents in the living room, as well as the phone with the broken screen.

Song Yu stood silently in the living room alone.

After a small meeting, he did not just go back to the room, but gently pushed open the door of the living room, lit a cigarette in the corridor outside, and the wind hit his face, upsetting his hair.

The phone can still be used. Although the cracks on the screen are annoying, it is not worth worrying about. Song Yu made a call, and half of the people who talked about the things that had not been completed just now were waiting.

"I'm sorry, lawyer Zhou, let's suspend this matter first." Song Yu said to the person on the other end of the phone. The lawyer who heard a little dispute didn't ask any further questions, but just said ok.

Song Yu hung up the phone.

The shredded tobacco rolled behind him with the cold wind, and Song Yu's whole body was filled with a low and serious atmosphere, forming an unapproachable and dangerous magnetic field. People's emotions can determine too many things. He Song Yu is not generous enough. He had to care about the matter, but if this matter ruined the relationship with Cheng Yan and ruined Cheng Yan's expectations, it would be worth the loss.

If this is not a good method, then it is not impossible to change it. Although it is not as expensive as going to prison, at least one must be afraid.

The sound of the ringtone came from the mobile phone, echoing in the empty corridor, like the groan of a wild ghost.

After a while, a cheerful male voice sounded: "Hello."

Song Yu put his elbows on his knees, his arms stretched out, the cigarette butt was facing the sky, and the white mist floated upwards. He held the mobile phone in the other hand and put it to his ear, and called out with a heavy heart: "A Can. "

The other party was startled, and then there was a gratified laughter: "Yo, Master Song, I haven't heard your call for a long time..."

"Don't talk nonsense first, listen to me," Song Yu interrupted him, and the people on the opposite side became quiet, "Take Brother Shun and Wang Gai over tomorrow, about nine o'clock, and wait for me at the bar last time."

"What's up?"

"Open a meat."

The voice on the other side became obviously serious: "Who messed with you?"

"It's nothing, don't ask so detailed," Song Yu said, "I'll talk about it later."

The other party didn't ask in detail, "Sure, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yu threw the cigarette butt and crushed it under his feet. He went back to the house and closed the door to keep out the cold wind. A series of movements were watched by the shadow in front of the bedroom.

Song Yu closed the door, locked it, pulled out the key, and threw it on the table: "Why don't you sleep?"

Cheng Yan was obviously worried, but he didn't say it, it would appear that he didn't believe him and would make people unhappy. Cheng Yan changed the subject and said, "You are so slow..."

Song Yu walked straight towards Cheng Yan, grabbed his legs and hugged him horizontally. Cheng Yan was startled, hugged his neck tightly, and was sent back to the room by Song Yu, where he placed it lightly on the warm bed. .

"I went out to smoke a cigarette," Song Yu's tone stabilized, and the look of Shen Lian softened a lot, and then asked with concern, "Did I scare you tonight?"

Can the effort of a cigarette make him feel better? I don't know, in short, Song Yu's expression is much better, and Cheng Yan felt a lot of relief. Hearing his joking tone, his hanging heart also calmed down. He held Song Yu's cheeks with both hands and said aggrievedly. :"Um."

Song Yu grabbed his hand and kissed him, looked at his injured eyes and said, "I'm sorry."

Cheng Yan finally smiled a little: "It's okay." He didn't blame him, he understood Song Yu, although he acted extreme, but it was because he was worried, because he made him so flustered, Cheng Yan would not blame him.

Song Yu rubbed his hand and said, "You will tell me it's okay, can you change it next time, say something sincere, say they beat you very hurt, you can't forgive, let me beat them, let me I'm going to take revenge, will these be said?"

The light above his head illuminated Cheng Yan's eyes clearly, his eyes were smiling a little, and they were still bright when he was injured, "You finally came back once, can you give me more hugs? Don't keep thinking about it. Avenge me, I miss your embrace, your kisses more than that."

Song Yu stroked Cheng Yan's ear, pressed his hair back, and placed a soft kiss on Cheng Yan's lips. He raised his head and remembered the question from the day before, "Did you ask me a few days ago? , what does hug mean in Japanese?"

Cheng Yan's eyes flowed on Song Yu's angular face.

"I think it's too subtle. It's not as simple, rude and interesting as our Chinese expressions." Song Yu's eyes gleamed with greed. "Although this sentence is really inappropriate now, please bear with my shamelessness once."

The back of Song Yu's hand slid across Cheng Yan's cheek, "The way you look hurt is really tempting for a person with violent tendencies, this is the first time I have solemnly warned you that it is the most important thing in front of me. Don't get hurt or bleed."

Violence is aesthetics in Song Yu's place. He really loves Cheng Yan, and it doesn't delay the irritable factor in him. Because of Cheng Yan's scarred appearance, it becomes more and more active. Mistreatment of a person will make Song Yu feel pleasure. He knows this. is not right, so he warns him.

Cheng Yan realized later that he seemed to have aroused some special emotional hobbies of Song Yu. Looking at his eyes that were getting deeper and deeper, Cheng Yan slightly grasped the quilt in his hand, saying that he was not afraid of being fake, Song Yu's eyes seemed to want to. Swallowing him alive, Cheng Yan slid his Adam's apple and nodded in a pleasing response: "Got it."

His lips pressed against his ear, causing thousands of waves, Song Yu squeezed his thumb and felt the slight tremor of the body under his hand, he said stubbornly: "Cheng Yan, I really want to fuck you, Right now."

The author says:

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Today's writing is quite long, hope everyone enjoys eating it.