Wen Suning was in a state of deliriousness all day yesterday, and was admitted to the ICU for examination, so the doctor inserted a catheter for him during the operation. Such a short-term indwelling catheter is usually done on the second day of the operation.It can be unplugged.

Wen Suning has felt the existence of this thing since she woke up, and she has gradually adapted to it now, but suddenly said that she wanted to pull it out.

Mu Yunsheng: "Huh?"

He subconsciously looked at the place where Wen Suning was covered by the quilt, yes, in fact, there was always a urine bag hanging beside the bed.Wen Suning didn't get out of bed all day today.

Wen Suning: "Now?"

"Yes."

The news came too suddenly, Wen Suning had no relevant psychological construction at all, he urgently strengthened his psychological defense, and looked at Mu Yunsheng.

Mu Yunsheng understood, and immediately said: "I'll go out for a while."

He walked out of the ward quickly, and vaguely heard the nurse behind him say to Wen Suning: "Men's urethra is relatively long, so it may hurt a little, bear with it."

Mu Yunsheng couldn't help shivering.

Wen Suning didn't want to recall how the whole process felt.

When Mu Yunsheng re-entered, he saw Wen Suning lying on his back on the bed, with a silent look of emptiness.

The nurses packed up the utensils and said, "In the next two or three days, there may be a tingling sensation when urinating. Drink plenty of water and go to the toilet frequently. It will be relieved soon."

Wen Suning: "...Okay."

Upon hearing this, Mu Yunsheng immediately poured him a glass of water: "Have a drink."

Wen Suning's emptied eyes finally regained focus, he stared at Mu Yunsheng for a few seconds, then nodded silently.

Mu Yunsheng helped Wen Suning up, and the hot body of the young man who had just finished exercising approached, Wen Suning could clearly feel the heat steaming up him, which was two extremes with his perennially cold hands and feet.

A simple sitting action inevitably affected the left chest wound and the part where the foreign body was removed just now.

It was the first time that Mu Yunsheng saw Wen Suning's face wrinkled together in pain, and asked softly, "Is it really painful?"

One must know that Wen Suning took a painkiller injection not long ago.

"Actually, it's okay." Wen Suning speculated on the words, "The damage to the soul may be more serious."

The corners of Mu Yunsheng's lips twitched, as if he could feel the trauma in his own shoes.

"It's okay, you can go take a shower." Wen Suning took a deep breath, "I'll just get used to it."

"Then I'll go." Mu Yunsheng straightened up. When he decided to accompany Wen Suning the night before the operation, he brought some clothes and toiletries. The young man took clean clothes and towels and walked into the bathroom.

The sound of rushing water soon sounded, Wen Suning settled down, and opened the laptop screen again.

This is the first time he feels a little wronged.

Qin Mu brought Xia Jingyun to the third floor again.

Yesterday he urgently contacted the master lockpicker to open the lock, but because he had to deal with some work at night, he could only postpone the confession that was scheduled to take place on the day Xia Jingyun came back for another day.

Qin Mu really hated Wen Suning to death. He never expected that the substitute who had been submissive for two years and would tremble even when he spoke louder, would deal him a fatal blow at this last moment.

Especially thinking of the blocked voice he heard when he made the phone call, Qin Mu's blood boiled with anger, and his eyes turned black.

If Wen Suning appeared in front of him again, he would definitely, definitely make this ignorant slut regret it!

Qin Mu quickly stopped his thoughts, he spent two whole days adjusting his furious mood, and finally calmed down, so he couldn't affect his confession to Jing Yun anymore.

"Are you ready?" he asked in a low voice, his eyes full of affection.

Xia Jingyun hummed lightly.

In fact, during the two days of living in the villa with Qin Mu, Xia Jingyun could feel a little bit of ambiguity in the air.Come back with him.

Some touches that obviously contained restraint, words that seemed to be on the lips but not spoken, Qin Mu often mentioned their college days, the days when the two knew each other.

And all the secrets are hidden in the room on the third floor.

It will be revealed before him.

Qin Mu took a deep breath, pushed open the door, turned sideways, and let Xia Jingyun in.

Xia Jingyun walked into the dark room, he raised his hand and groped on the wall, found the switch, and pressed it.

The soft light came on, illuminating everything in front of him. Many things were very familiar to him, but he thought they were destined to be lost in the long river of time.

Xia Jingyun could hardly believe what he saw.

Countless memories flooded in, the bedside photos recorded their time together, the notebook he had used was on the table, the coat he had lent Qin Mu was on the coat rack, and the sticky note on the mirror was his.notes……

All of them are so familiar.

Qin Mu's voice sounded softly behind him:

"Jingyun, I have been waiting for you all these years."

Unable to keep his nose sore, Xia Jingyun walked slowly to the table and opened the sketchbook that he hadn't taken with him when he went abroad.

Every page is an exercise that he carefully drew. He has many, many such notebooks. After all, only a lot of practice can he develop real skills.

But this one is different.

Xia Jingyun turned to the middle page. The young man was standing in front of the homework frame. His body showed smooth movement due to the posture of raising his hands to put down the homework. He used four lines to outline the angles of the arms, shoulders and crotch, capturing thedown this moment.

Then, after going back, he slowly added details, and finally became Qin Mu's appearance.

The time marked on the painting is six years ago.

Unexpectedly, six years have passed.

Xia Jingyun flipped through his old paintings one by one, he knew much better than Qin Mu, there were many sketches of human bodies with unclear faces, and the models were beside him.

"How long have you been preparing these?"

Qin Mu: "Two or three years, after that I'll pack it up and wait for you to come back."

"What if I don't come back?"

"Then I'll just keep waiting."

Xia Jingyun didn't speak anymore, he pursed his lips, but he didn't want his voice to betray his sobs.

After a long time, Xia Jingyun took a deep breath until he had read the whole book of sketches, and said to Qin Mu, "Can I read this by myself first?"

"Okay." Qin Mu agreed, exited the room, and half closed the door.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and took a deep breath silently.Qin Mu knew that he was only one step away from success.

Xia Jingyun looked at these items that belonged to him one by one. They were all lost in his life, but he did not expect to be collected by Qin Mu again. It must have taken a lot of effort on him.

And this photo, when was it taken?

Xia Jingyun picked up the photo frame, and lightly touched the still slightly childish faces of himself and Qin Mu through the glass. At that time, they were just in their early twenties, and now time flies, they are both about to hit their thirties.

A layer of glass blocks the fingers, Xia Jingyun likes to truly feel the touch of everything.

The veins of leaves, the texture of wood, the temperature and moistness of water flow, these are all indelible and indelible features of an object, which can help him better understand and understand.

So, he opened the photo frame and took out the photo, wanting to really feel everything that belongs to this photo.

Xia Jingyun stroked the smooth surface of the coating, and also turned it over to the back, wanting to see if there were any yellowing marks left by the years on the white bottom plate.

He saw clear writing.

Write it in the lower right corner of the photo. Generally speaking, the photographer will record the date and the name of the person in the photo in this position.

[Hello ^-^]

The simple two words and a small expression are not familiar to Xia Jingyun, but belong to Qin Mu's handwriting.

And this tone, like greeting a stranger, even if Qin Mu wanted to write, he would not write such words.

Xia Jingyun frowned.

He took a closer look, and determined from the strokes that this was a recent handwriting.

Xia Jingyun couldn't think of a way out, so he finally put the photo back into the frame and put it on the bedside again.

Qin Mu waited patiently outside.

He has been waiting for six full years, and he doesn't care about waiting for this moment.

Finally, Xia Jingyun came out. He lowered his head slightly, his eye sockets and the tip of his nose were flushed, and his slightly long forehead hair covered his brows. With such a rare expression, Qin Mu finally couldn't bear it any longer. He opened his arms and hugged him.go up.

The emotion in my heart keeps expanding, and all the feelings are so soft that they are in a mess. For a person who is willing to wait for him for six years, even though time has passed for too long, the former friendship seems to have never disappeared.

Xia Jingyun stood where he was, accepting Qin Mu's hug, and the kiss that followed.

As the night falls, people fall into it, and the wine glasses and ice cubes collide crisply. When the emotions are brewing to the extreme, more intimate physical contact comes naturally.

Qin Mu got up from above Xia Jingyun. He had waited for too long and prepared for too long. Now, it was finally time to harvest.

Xia Jingyun was still reminiscing about the kiss just now, he could vaguely think of what would happen next, and instinctively felt nervous, but if it was Qin Mu, he should be able to take good care of him, right?

Taking advantage of Xia Jingyun's absence, Qin Mu hurried to the bedroom, opened the drawer, and found the condom box.

The most indispensable thing in his home is this thing, which is stored in many places, so that it can be picked up and used at any time.

Qin Mu opened the box to dig in with his fingers, but was accidentally pricked. The sharp edge almost got stuck between his nails, which was very painful.

With a hiss, Qin Mu quickly withdrew his hand, and poured out the contents of the box in doubt.

He suddenly found that the box was full of boards of medicines that had been cut into individual packages, and the plastic edges left by the cutting were quite hard and sharp, which might scratch your hands if you were not careful.

All the condoms were replaced with sliced ibuprofen, and Qin Mu quickly took out the second box, which was also in the same situation.He searched the living room and bathroom, but couldn't find half a condom.

It's Wen Suning.

It could only be Wen Su's lemon. Except for him, before Xia Jingyun came back, no one else had the chance to make trouble!

Damn.

Qin Mu clenched his back teeth in hatred, Wen Suning, why didn't he realize that Wen Suning was such a person before?!

He was obviously just a stand-in, and when the contract was signed, he promised that he would obediently disappear when it was over, but he said it nicely, but actually did these disgusting things behind his back, deliberately interfering with his plan.

However, no matter how hard Wen Suning tried to attract his attention with tricks, it was absolutely, absolutely impossible for him to look at Wen Suning again.

He doesn't deserve it.

Xia Jingyun was still waiting in the living room, Qin Mu repeatedly took several deep breaths, controlled the turbulent bathing fire all over his body, and forced himself to return to the nervous Xia Jingyun.

He said affectionately and gently:

"Does it feel a little too fast? It doesn't matter, then wait until when you are ready."

Xia Jingyun's tense body finally relaxed a little. Seeing how Qin Mu was suppressing his longing for his feelings, and his turbulent love was becoming more and more turbulent, and he felt a little guilty.

It's a bit too fast, but there are other things they can do step by step.

In the ensuing intoxicating touch, Xia Jingyun's mind was constantly occupied by alcohol and another person's temperature, but in the confusion, he couldn't help but think of the unfamiliar note behind the photo, and the phrase "Hello".

Who is the one?

Mu Yunsheng came out of the bathroom after wiping his half-dry hair. He was wearing a T-shirt and loose sweatpants. Because he didn't dry it thoroughly, he pulled it out, and the remaining drops of water stuck the clothes to his skin.

Wen Suning subconsciously raised her eyes when she heard the sound, then couldn't hold back, and looked again.

It can only be said that the outline shown in the sweatpants does not match Mu Yunsheng's harmless face.

Wen Suning took the water glass on the folding table, lowered her head and drank two sips of water, covering her sight just now.

Mu Yunsheng didn't notice it, he sat down on the escort chair, his legs spread apart naturally, enjoying the refreshment after bathing in a very relaxed manner.

"Are you still here tonight?" Wen Suning asked.

"Well, I'll stay with you for another day, and I won't sleep here tomorrow." Mu Yunsheng took off the towel, the light-colored towel was dyed by the color of his hair, and it was red.

"I'm going to the studio tomorrow morning. If I don't go, I'll be too shameless. Tonight, my brother will bring his girlfriend home. I'll see if I can make time to come. If you have anything to do, call me anytime."

"You don't need to delay your affairs, I can do it myself." Wen Suning paused, and then said, "At least let the nurses take care of it, otherwise the hospitalization fee of more than 3,800 a day is too bad."

Mu Yunsheng laughed. Seeing that Wen Suning had to work, he stopped talking and disturbed him, and read a book by himself.

Soon it was eleven o'clock, and it was time to go to bed.

The sound of typing on the keyboard finally stopped, Wen Suning moved her stiff fingers and wrists, and exhaled lightly.

Not bad, wrote more than 10,000, at least the saved manuscript can be continued.

Both Yuyu and Xiao Hei are much faster than him, and Wen Suning has no chance of winning with these two spellers.

But this is not a competition, as long as you complete the goals you set.

Before going to bed, Wen Suning naturally needed to wash up, but compared to this, the fullness of his lower abdomen made him more urgent.

After the catheter was removed, he followed the doctor's advice and drank a lot of water.

"Can you help me to the bathroom?"

Mu Yunsheng got up and helped Wen Suning get off the hospital bed. Although there was a painkiller injection, the movement involved the wound and it still hurt.

Wen Suning's feet finally touched the ground again, feeling weak from emptiness, most of his body weight was supported by Mu Yunsheng, and he moved to the bathroom step by step.

Wen Suning re-adapted to a body that was able to walk, and he knew that the real test had not yet come.

Soon, he was standing next to the toilet.

"Can you stand by yourself?" Mu Yunsheng asked worriedly.It's good to have a handrail next to the toilet, but Wen Suning has to take off his pants, aim, and put on his pants, which will inevitably involve the wound.

Wen Suning thought for two seconds, then calmly made a decision: "I'll pee while sitting."

Mu Yunsheng: "Huh? That's right, it's more convenient this way."

Men can sit and pee, and sitting pee is more clean and hygienic, without the risk of splashing on the edge of the toilet.

Wen Suning adjusted her back to the toilet and faced Mu Yunsheng.

The two looked at each other silently and stared at each other for half a minute.

In the end, it was Mu Yunsheng who broke the silence. He was at a loss and asked stammeringly:

"Well, do you want me to help you take off your pants?"

Mu Yunsheng leaned against the door of the bathroom and waited. From the sound, he could tell that Wen Suning was urinating in great pain.

Even I had a phantom pain because of it.

Mu Yunsheng touched his nose, and his ears were a little red. He, he thought he was going to help Wen Suning take off his pants and hold him up, but he was already mentally prepared.

After a while, the sound of drizzling water ended, and after a long pause, the sound of toilet flushing was heard.

Mu Yunsheng raised his hand and knocked on the door twice, and went in.

I saw Wen Suning grasping the handle hard and lowering his head, his eyes closed tightly, his face showing embarrassment, his breathing was rapid, his thin body seemed to be trembling, and sporadic cold sweat broke out on his forehead, moistening his temples.

It can be seen that it is really painful.

Mu Yunsheng hurried forward to support him, but there was nothing he could do, he could only wait for Wen Suning to endure this wave of pain.

Finally, he felt the tense body in his arms slowly loosen up, letting go of his strength.

Mu Yunsheng helped Wen Suning to the sink, he quickly squeezed toothpaste on Wen Suning's toothbrush and filled the water glass.

Wen Suning brushed his teeth and rinsed his mouth as lightly as possible, it was really inconvenient for him to bend over, the water would flow down his arms and neck all over his face straightly, so he asked Mu Yunsheng: "Is there a face towel?"

Mu Yunsheng: "What is a face towel?"

"It's a cotton cloth specially used to wash your face."

Mu Yunsheng's expression was like a hopelessly straight man saying "Is there such a thing?".

"Can I use wet wipes?"

"OK."

Mu Yunsheng hurried to the ward to get the baby wipes, and stuffed them into Wen Suning's hands. He looked at the boy and slowly wiped his face with his right hand. Suddenly, he had the illusion of watching a kitten wash his face.

After Wen Suning washed his face, the trip to the bathroom was finally over. He returned to the hospital bed tiredly, and just about to lie down, he saw Mu Yunsheng quickly ran to the living room, and then came back quickly with something in his hand.

"After washing your face, you need to apply some skin care products, otherwise it will dry out to the point of peeling. This is what I have been using." Mu Yunsheng looked serious, and handed the small bottle in his hand to Wen Suning.

Wen Suning looked at it and fell silent.

Johnson's Baby Cream.

It fits his style quite well...

Wen Suning didn't comment, she unscrewed the lid and applied the milk-flavored moisturizer on her face.

Mu Yunsheng finally took care of Wen Suning, he turned off the light contentedly, and went back to the sofa in the living room to lie down.

I have to get up early to go to the set tomorrow, so can't wait for the update at midnight.

Xia Jingyun woke up from an unfamiliar bed, opened his eyes, and couldn't even tell where it was.

He slowly recalled what happened last night, feeling a strong sense of unreality.

This is Qin Mu's room. They slept together last night, but they didn't do anything too extreme.

Qin Mu saw his nervousness and was willing to give him some more time.

The person met ten years ago was as considerate as ever, restraining desire to grow up, and because of this, Xia Jingyun was willing to try with him.

The people around him had already left. Last night, Qin Mu said that he would go to the company for a meeting early today. If Xia Jingyun hadn't urged him to go to bed early, he might have made a fuss until late at night.

Xia Jingyun got up to wash up, he had been sleeping in the second bedroom for the past two days, and it was the first time sharing the same bed with Qin Mu.

Usually, Xia Jingyun would start working after breakfast, and two rooms on the second floor were opened up as his studio.

But at this moment, standing beside the toaster, he unconsciously remembered the handwriting behind the photo again.

It's so weird, isn't it?

There was also a group photo of himself and Qin Mu on the bedside of the second bedroom. On the night he came back, he looked at it for a long time in surprise.

Xia Jingyun returned to the second bedroom. He sat by the bed, picked up the photo frame, skillfully opened it, and took out the photos inside.

Sure enough, there are also words on the back of the photo.

Same handwriting as before.

[In the deepest part of the third compartment of the top cabinet in the master bedroom bathroom, there is a roll of toilet paper]

Xia Jingyun immediately left. He walked into the bathroom of the master bedroom, opened the third compartment of the top cabinet, stretched out his hand vigorously, and touched the depths of the blind spot.

Immediately, his eyes froze.

Xia Jingyun stretched out his arm, holding a roll of toilet paper in his hand.

He stared at the roll of paper, and then at the handwriting behind the photo.

Xia Jingyun is very, very sure that this is not Qin Mu's font. There are several contracts on Qin Mu's desk, and Xia Jingyun can see the words he left on them at any time.

who is it?

Why did he write these?

No, the biggest question should be, besides myself and Qin Mu, has anyone else lived in this villa before?

Xia Jingyun frowned, he thought for a moment, put down the roll of paper, and went back to the second bedroom.

There must be other traces.

Sure enough, Xia Jingyun turned the second bedroom upside down, and found a sticky note at the bottom of the desk drawer.

[Let’s sit on the deck chair in the backyard and watch the stars at night]

Xia Jingyun immediately looked out the window, and sure enough, there was a comfortable-looking recliner in a corner of the backyard.

He took a deep breath, folded the note, and put it in his pocket.

No matter who that person is, since he left a message, he must want to convey something.