A good morning was completely ruined by Shen Liang's careless words. But he himself didn't realize it, and he lectured across the table, "As I taught you, be considerate and gentle after meeting, and it will definitely be beneficial. Don't rush back when you meet someone, and have a meal outside. Watch a movie or something to promote your relationship."

Hearing this, Shao Quehan suddenly felt that the meal had become tasteless, and the tip of his tongue was full of dullness. He put down his chopsticks, and looked at Shen Liang with a gloomy expression: "Do you really want me to date Shen Yan..."

Shen Liang didn't turn his head around: "Huh?"

It should be that Shao Quehan likes Shen Yan, and then helps him make it for himself. He already made the chance, why does he still look unhappy?

"It's nothing."

Shao Quehan looked away, looking a little silent for the first time. He poked the rice grains in the bowl with his chopsticks, didn't eat the last bite, got up without saying a word, put on his coat, and went out to work.

Seeing this, Shen Liang raised his eyebrows in doubt, not understanding why the other party's mood was so abnormal. He raised his eyes inadvertently, and habitually looked at Shao Quehan's blackening degree, only to find that it had dropped to 30% at some point, and his eyeballs were almost popping out.

"System, did you have a bug again?!"

Shen Liang felt that this morning was as beautiful as a dream, and had already begun to doubt life.

【Tsk!】

As expected, the system gave him a sip, 【You have bugs, your whole family has bugs!】

Shen Liang was puzzled: "Then how did Shao Quehan's blackness drop so much?"

If it was said to drop by 1% Or 2% of him can still understand, but the sudden drop from 49% to 30% is a bit outrageous.

This question is not within the scope of the system's exploration: 【I don't know, it suddenly came down.】

So Shen Liang thought for a long time, and in the end it could only be attributed to the reason why Shao Quehan successfully untied the knot in his heart, and was finally able to bravely pursue true love. He touched his chin, and said to himself: "Did chasing Shen Yan make him so happy?"

The system thought to itself that you wrote the book, how would I know, and disappeared into the air in a flash.

Nothing in this world stays the same.

It was as if Shen Yan always thought that Shao Quehan would always follow behind him silently and would never leave, but it turned out that it only took a few short months from scorching heat to cooling down.

Or it may be less than a few months, and it will only be a few dozen days if it is fully counted.

But he hadn't paid attention to Shao Quehan for so long that he became powerless even if he wanted to dig deeper into the reason behind this incident.

The black car parked quietly at the gate of the school, and the silver logo on the front of the car made people marvel at its expensive value. The man sat in the driver's seat, lowered the window slowly, his brows and eyes were as stern as before, but compared with before, there was something more and something less.

Standing at the intersection with the suitcase in hand, Shen Yan heard Shao Quehan say two words concisely: "Get in the car."

He didn't even get out of the car, and he didn't do anything else other than that.

Shen Yan used to resist getting too close to Shao Quehan, but he couldn't completely cut off contact with him. This is a very contradictory psychology. Shen Yan vaguely knew in his heart that he was able to gain a foothold in this big city full of luxury and money, and to study in an institution of higher learning that others couldn't get into without the help of Shao Quehan.

He doesn't even have a house in the city A, so he can only live in Shao Quehan's house. In the past, he could still use school as a place to stay, but since he broke up with Su Qingyan, he couldn't look up and down in school, and it became the sad place that Shen Yan would most avoid.

A fallen leaf without roots is the truest portrayal of his current situation.

Shen Yan opened the trunk, moved the trunk up by himself, hesitated for a moment, opened the door and sat in the co-pilot.

During this period, Shao Quehan kept staring out of the window in a daze, wondering what he was thinking. Hearing the movement beside him, he turned his gaze back and glanced, but saw Shen Yan sitting beside him, frowning unconsciously, and then started the engine.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Shen Yan clenched his knees nervously, but seeing that Shao Quehan didn't make any unnecessary movements, he slowly relaxed again. Because of Su Qingyan's matter, he has lost a lot of weight during this period, and the phone list and address book have been completely deleted, as if he really wanted to completely cut off the relationship with the other party.

"Ah Yan, I'm getting engaged. My mother's heart has always been bad. I can't continue to stand in a stalemate with her..."

Su Qingyan's words echoed in his ears again. Hate for no reason. He clenched his fingertips tightly, but this time it was not because of fear, but because he felt that his palms were empty and he couldn't hold anything.

He urgently needs to hold on to something to ensure his sense of security.

Shen Yan took a breath indiscriminately, and then slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Shao Quehan driving without distraction, he pursed his lips and said, "Mr. Shao, the school is on holiday during this period, I might have to go back and live for a few days. "

Shao Quehan didn't respond, so he hummed.

Shen Yan glanced at the time and found that it was already noon. He smiled at Shao Quehan and suggested, "We haven't had lunch yet, why don't we find a place outside to have a meal before going back."

Shao Quehan looked a little absent-minded, he kept staring at the road ahead: "I'm full."

Shen Yan never expected that Shao Quehan would refuse, so he was stunned for two seconds before he realized: "What?"

Shao Quehan didn't speak, and turned the steering wheel to the left, Turned into the nearest restaurant, then slammed on the brakes, and stopped on the side of the road: "Go down and eat, I'll wait for you in the car."

Shen Yan was frozen stupidly, he didn't know for a long time what to say.

Shao Quehan was a little upset, but he hid it in a subtle way. He lit a cigarette in front of Shen Yan, then lowered the car window to let the air circulate, his expression was engulfed in a swirling smoke, he frowned and said: "You go to eat, I'll smoke a cigarette."

The smell of smoke is not choking, with a somewhat mellow and long taste, but Shen Yan felt suffocated for a certain moment. I don't know if it was to save face or something else, he forced a smile: "Okay, then I'll buy a meal and pack it, and I'll be back later."

After speaking, he took a look at Shao Quehan,opened the door and got out of the car.

Shao Quehan stuck out his knuckle-boned hand out of the car window, and flicked the cigarette ash with his fingers. He raised his head inadvertently, but found in the rearview mirror that his brows were tightly knitted, and he paused.

He should be happy to meet Shen Yan.

But for some reason, he always felt empty, like a thorn in his heart.

ust when Shao Quehan's eyes were deep and deep in thought, the phone in the seat vibrates suddenly. He stubbed out the cigarette butt, opened it, and saw that it was a message from Shen Liang.

[Have you reached him?]

You don't need to look at Shao Quehan to guess what the other party looks like on the other side of the screen. There must be a smile in his eyes, as cunning as a fox, listening to gossip with his ears.

Shao Quehan slowly typed a line, then deleted it. After deliberating for a long time, he finally replied with only three words: [Got it.]

Shen Liang replied in seconds: [Aren't you going to watch a movie and have a meal outside?]

I don't know where this sentence stepped on the thunder point, which made Shao Quehan's mood worse, and he replied blankly: [I'm eating, I'll watch it after eating.]

After typing, he clicked send, then turned off the screen, and threw the phone back with a bang.

I can't explain why, but the dark fire in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

When Shen Yan came back with the packed meal, he saw Shao Quehan sitting in the car with a gloomy expression, saying that it was a lie that he was not afraid. But he didn't show it, and got into the car bravely: "Mr. Shao, let's go back."

Shao Quehan started the car: "Go back after watching a movie."

After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator and drove to the nearby movie theater.

Shen Yan: "Movies?...Okay...Okay."

Shao Quehan's attitude was so indifferent that it made people panic, plus he was eager to get out of the relationship with Su Qingyan, Shen Yan didn't object, and just stuck like that and nodded in agreement.

Shao Quehan chose a movie at random, and bought a ticket, perfunctory as if he was completing some task. However, Shen Yan didn't notice it, and followed behind him step by step, but was stopped when he sat down.

Shao Quehan handed one of the ticket stubs to Shen Yan: "You sit in the first row."

Shen Yan subconsciously asked, "What about you?"

Shao Quehan went straight to the back and told him with actions that he was in the last row.

This is probably the most ridiculous way of seat selection in the world.

At that time, Shen Liang was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone. He didn't know about Shao Quehan's coquettish operation, but just stared at their convo for a long, long time, and finally stuffed the mobile phone under the pillow.

Shen Liang closed her eyes, as if she was going to sleep, sighed, and said to herself, "Good cabbage is going to be taken away by pigs."

(TL: Can be an idiom for "nice ladies who have all been courted/married by poor guys")

His tone was so complicated that the system couldn't distinguish his words for a while. Who is the "pig" in the book referring to?

The system landed next to his pillow:【Host, you should always observe their love trends so that you can rescue them in time.】

Shen Liang thought that there was nothing to save. Shao Quehan, who is not a fool, knows how to seize the opportunity. He slapped the system away with a pillow: "Don't disturb me to sleep." When Shen Liang wrote manuscripts before, his work and rest were upside down.

It's unimaginable that he can go without sleep for several days, or he can sleep in the morning and work at night.

Shen Liang is currently in the second state. It was still two o'clock in the afternoon when he was sleeping, and when he was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone, it was already pitch black outside.

Shen Liang hadn't woken up yet, he touched the phone with his eyes closed, and pressed the answer button in a daze, his voice was still sleepy: "Who is it?"

The other end of the phone was very quiet, and it took two seconds for a deep voice to sound: "It's me!"

Shao Quehan's voice was cold.

Hearing this, Shen Liang regained consciousness. He opened his eyes and looked at the time, only to find that it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening. It wouldn't take so long for Shao Quehan to go out on a date with Shen Yan, right?

Shen Liang rubbed his eyes: "What are you doing?"

Shao Quehan said, "I'm in the hospital..."

His voice was aloof, which matched the word 'hospital' very well. Through the screen, people had the illusion that they could faintly smell the other side of the hospital; the smell of disinfectant.

Shen Liang paused, vaguely recalling a plot in the book that he had overlooked.

When Su Qingyan and Shen Yan broke up, there was a car accident on the way. He was almost sent to the ward for first aid in order to save Shen Yan, and it was precisely because of this life-and-death encounter that they suddenly realized the importance of each other in their hearts, and they reconciled directly later.

Now that the plot has changed, did the same thing happen to Shao Quehan and Shen Yan?

Shen Liang didn't know what to say for a while, so he switched the phone to the other ear: "... Was there a car accident?"

Shao Quehan was silent for a long time, and then said this sentence: "Can you... Come to pick me up... I..."

Shen Liang subconsciously sat up straight when he heard the words, but he didn't know what to think of, and slowly lay back down: "Is Shen Yan with you?"

Shao Quehan didn't speak, it was a tacit agreement.

"I'm not going, let him take you back."

Shen Liang hung up the phone immediately after finishing speaking. He threw the phone aside, closed his eyes and wondered what to think, and finally found a reasonable reason for himself.

If you don't go to bed at 12 o'clock in the fucking night, you are prone to sudden death.

"Beep beep—"

The busy tone of being hung up suddenly came from the other end of the phone, and Shao Quehan couldn't help being stunned for a moment. He maintained the posture of making a call without moving, and it took a long time before he put down the phone numbly.

"Mr. Shao, your injury has been healed."

A nurse squatted down beside his legs, carefully fixing the gauze. The bloody wound on Shao Quehan's calf looked a little scary, it was sewn up with needles and thread, and it was covered under layers of gauze.

"It's best not to move the wound now. Dr. Lin suggested staying in the hospital for two days for observation, so as not to..."

"No need."

The nurse was interrupted by Shao Quehan before she finished speaking. Regardless of the nurse's obstruction, he got up from the bed with his hands, then limped out of the ward, and sat down on the bench in the corridor with some difficulty.

Shao Quehan's complexion was pale, and there were still mottled blood stains on the front of his clothes. The handsome face is embarrassed and alienated.

"Someone will come to pick me up later, don't worry about it." Shao Quehan accidentally had a car accident on the highway when he was driving home today. Shao Quehan's right leg was stuck in the car and he couldn't move, bleeding profusely. By the time he was sent to the hospital for treatment of the wound, it was already midnight.

This is a private hospital. The nurse vaguely knew that the man in front of him should not be provoked. Remembering the dean's advice, he could only let him go: "Then call me if you need anything."

Shen Yan is doing a brain examination upstairs, but fortunately there is nothing serious. He blamed himself a little. He always felt that Shao Quehan was injured because of him. After bandaging the wound, he hurried downstairs to check the situation. Seeing the scene in front of him, he couldn't help being stunned.

The man who was supposed to be lying on the hospital bed was sitting alone in the long corridor of the hospital. His black trousers were a little damaged due to a car accident, soaked in dark blood, and his light white shirt was also black and red. look very different.

Shao Quehan looked at the stairs, a strand of hair slipped down quietly, the tip of the hair was pointed, and the outline became more and more stern, as if waiting for someone.

The smooth tiles reflected the gloomy lights of the hospital. Shen Yan didn't notice Shao Quehan's strange emotion, so he slowly stepped forward and knelt down beside him with a worried face: "Mr. Shao, does your wound hurt?" Shao Quehan looked at him. He glanced at his bandaged injury, and then looked away lightly: "It doesn't hurt."

There was no reaction, and there were no emotional ups and downs.

Seeing this, Shen Yan's expression froze for a moment, and finally he couldn't help expressing the doubts in his heart: "Mr. Shao, did I do something wrong? If I did something wrong, tell me, I can..."

"Ah Yan!"

Before Shen Yan finished speaking, he was interrupted by an anxious voice. He raised his head subconsciously, but saw Su Qingyan appearing at the corner of the stairs at some point. The other party's chest was heaving and his breathing was short of breath. It was obvious that he had rushed all the way here.

Su Qingyan stepped forward quickly, seeing that Shen Yan was wrapped in gauze, and his expression became more and more nervous, he pulled him and asked, "Someone sent me a message saying that you were in a car accident, are you okay?" No matter how they develop in the future, at least; at present, Shen Yan doesn't want to see that Su Qingyan is real. He frowned and pulled out his hand: "Who told you that I had a car accident?"

Su Qingyan looked stunned: "I... I don't know."

Suddenly a strange message popped up, saying that Shen Yan had been in a car accident, and the address of the hospital was attached, so he rushed over in a hurry.

Shao Quehan sat on the bench beside him, closed his eyes and meditated, his lips curled up imperceptibly when he heard the words, the corners of his mouth curved coldly.

Shen Yan only felt that Su Qingyan was looking for a reason, he took a step back, and lost his temper in a rare way: "Su Qingyan, I said that day, we two will not meet again in the future." It is true that Su Qingyan has a gentle personality, and it is also true that he is indecisive.

He was neither willing to tear himself apart with his family, nor willing to let go of Shen Yan: "Ah Yan, is there anything we can talk about, it's not that there is no room for change..."

Su Qingyan subconsciously glanced at Shao Quehan next to him,  seeing him staying with Shen Yan, a sense of crisis spontaneously arose in my heart.

Shen Yan wanted to say something else, but Su Qingyan didn't know what decision he had made, so he rarely and forcefully grabbed his wrist, and pulled him downstairs: "I have something I want to talk to you alone."

"Hands off!"

Shen Yan struggled desperately, but because he was not as strong as Su Qingyan, he was taken downstairs staggeringly. During this period, Shao Quehan kept watching with cold eyes, without any intention of reaching out to stop him.

The corridor of the hospital became quiet again, probably because it was full of illness and death all year round, so the eerie quiet added a dead silence.

The patrolling nurse passed by with a small cart, and seeing Shao Quehan sitting alone in the corridor sitting alone in the high-grade ward, she couldn't help persuading him: "Mr. Go ahead and rest for a night."

Shao Quehan didn't respond, but said: "Someone will pick me up later."

He seemed a little paranoid, repeating this sentence over and over again. The nurse didn't dare to look into his dark eyes, subconsciously glanced at the corner of the stairs, it was empty, no one came to pick him up.

Neuropathy.

The nurse muttered something in her heart, but it was not a curse, but a statement of facts. She saw Shao Quehan come to see a specialist in their psychiatry more than once.

"Alright then, just call me if you need anything."

The nurse pushed the cart and left, her voice gradually faded away.

Shao Quehan sat in the same position for too long, and his already injured leg became more and more uncomfortable. He frowned imperceptibly, then adjusted his right leg expressionlessly and strenuously. After finishing this series of actions, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Shao Quehan leaned against the back of the chair, looked up at the bleak lamp on the ceiling, his face was pale and bloodless, and he didn't know who he was waiting for.

His father is dead, his mother is dead...

–Only he is alive, and he is the only one who survived.

"No one came to pick me up..."

He moved his pale lips silently, talking to himself. The eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyes, overlapping with the blue and black eyes, like someone who hasn't slept in more than ten years.

The hour hand pointed to two o'clock, Shao Quehan finally didn't wait any longer.

He laughed self-deprecatingly, then supported the chair with his hands, stood up with difficulty, took two steps with a limp, and was about to call the driver to pick him up, when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps from far to near by his ears, and then a pair of shoes appeared in sight.

"Hey, why did you crash like this?"

Shen Liang didn't bother to wait for the elevator, and ran all the way up the stairs, panting and sweating profusely. As soon as he ran up from the stairs, he saw Shao Quehan alone in the corridor, with no one around him.

Shao Quehan didn't expect that he really came, so he froze in place for a while, without answering.

Shen Liang's hair was messed up, and he looked like he just woke up from sleep. He gasped for breath, scratched his hair a little irritably, looked at Shao Quehan's embarrassment from top to bottom, and frowned: "I'm asking you, why did you hit it like this?" Shao Quehan couldn't stand because of his leg injury,

He staggered two steps, then fell back to the bench. He stared at Shen Liang, didn't know why, didn't speak, and finally said after a while: "I was hit by someone..."

Shen Liang didn't believe it, Shao Quehan's car was expensive, and others would rather hit the guardrail than hit his car.

Shen Liang went to Shao Quehan's legs and squatted down, then touched his trousers, but found that it was hard because it was soaked in blood and dried up. Thick gauze was also wrapped around the leg, making the wound invisible.

Shen Liang paused: "Is the wound serious?"

Shao Quehan lowered his eyes quietly, his eyes fell on Shen Liang's face, and wrote lightly: "Oh, it's not serious, only a dozen stitches were stitched."

Shen Liang looked at the wound in surprise. He thought to himself, do you call this serious? Shen Liang has never suffered any injuries since he was a child, and stitches are already a big deal in his eyes.

Shen Liang couldn't help but reach out and touch the gauze on his leg: "Does it hurt?"

Shao Quehan remained silent: "..."

Shen Liang was not surprised to see this. in front of people. He was about to get up from the ground, but a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "It hurts..."

Shen Liang paused, subconsciously raised his head to look at Shao Quehan, and suspected that he had an auditory hallucination for a moment: "What did you say?"

Shao Quehan was dazed. Slowly held Shen Liang's hand, then placed it on his wound, looked at him seriously, moved his lips silently, and uttered a hoarse word that was almost deafening: "It hurts..."

He doesn't know if it is an illusion, but when fe said it that moment, Shao Quehan's eyes turned red.

When Shen Liang heard that his Adam's apple moved, he suddenly became helpless. He blinked slowly, got up from the ground, pointed in the direction of the front desk and stammered, "Then...then what should I do...I'll go to the doctor..."

"No need," Shao Quehan quietly pulled Shen Liang back, sat on the chair, looked up and said seriously: "You take me back."

He said: "I don't want to stay in the hospital, I want to go back with you..."

Shen Liang's hands were warm, but Shao Quehan's fingertips were wet. Cool it down. Shen Liang couldn't help but clenched her fingertips tightly, trying to warm him up a bit: "Then...does the doctor agree?"

Shao Quehan: "He agrees."

Shen Liang...

What else could Shen Liang do? He could only go to the front desk to get Shao Quehan's medicine, then leaned over and squatted down in front of the other person, motioning him to get on his back: "Let's go, I'll carry you down."

Shao Quehan lay on his back without saying a word: "Aren't you not coming?"

Shen Liang murmured: "I see you are pitiful." "

Okay," Shao Quehan was not angry, he leaned against Shen Liang's warm back, closed his eyes and whispered, "I only allowed that you are the only one who pity me."

Shen Liang was carrying someone behind his back. Of course, he would not be so stupid as to take the stairs. Just when the elevator was free, he walked in with Shao Quehan on his back: "Does the poor man need other people's consent?"

Shao Quehan He hummed lightly: "I don't need it from others, but I need it from here."

If someone dares to pity him, he will definitely torture the other person to death.

Shen Liang didn't speak. He stared at the elevator door, he couldn't figure out why he came to the hospital in the middle of the night, he was really sick.

Shao Quehan suddenly said, "Why don't you ask where Shen Yan has gone?"

Just as the elevator reached the first floor, there was a ding. Shen Liang walked out with his back on his back. Hearing this, his footsteps paused, and then he returned to normal: "Oh, I forgot, where did he go?"

Shen Liang actually knew without asking, because he just arrived at the hospital gate. At that time, he saw Shen Yan and Su Qingyan tugging downstairs.

Has the red line between the two been tied into a dead knot by destiny, can't it be broken?!

Shen Liang couldn't help thinking a lot about it, such as Shao Quehan's failure on a date, Su Qingyan's appearance to disrupt the situation, and Shen Yan's unforgettable old love. Pot after pot of dog blood poured down, it was really unbearable.

He was afraid of poking Shao Quhan's sadness, so he deliberately didn't ask.

Hearing the words, Shao Quehan turned his head slightly to look at Shen Liang, as if wanting to observe his reaction, the black hair brushed against his ear inadvertently, causing a slight itchiness: "Shen Yan was taken away by his boyfriend."

Shen Liang corrected him: "It's not a boyfriend, it's an ex-boyfriend."

Mr. Shao, you still have a chance, don't underestimate your prestige with other people's aspirations.

His indifferent appearance was irritating, Shao Quehan stared at him and said: "What if Shen Yan still can't forget that person?"

Shen Liang thought to himself, then this is your problem, if you are good enough, you can immediately drive Su Qingyan out of the game "Did you do what I taught you when you were dating?"

Shao Quehan hummed: "After eating, we also watched a movie."

Shen Liang asked, "How is my brother's attitude?"

Shao Quehan said lightly: "Not very good," In a place where Shen Liang couldn't see, he slightly curled his lips, smiled silently, and reminded him word by word: "Shen Liang, what you teach doesn't work."

How could this trick not work, and frowned suspiciously: "Are you sure it didn't work?"

Shao Quehan didn't hesitate: "Well, it didn't work."

These words undoubtedly hit Shen Liang's self-esteem, like a glass bottle falling from a 100-meter-high platform, crackling broken all over the place. He didn't speak any more, and walked out of the hospital with Shao Quehan on his back. The night wind was blowing, and the chill was severe, making people aware that autumn was approaching.

The car was parked at the entrance of the hospital. Shen Liang walked to the back seat of the car, and was about to open the door to put Shao Quehan in, but he heard him say, "I want to sit in the front."

Shen Liang paused, wondering what happened to Shao Quehan now: "It would be nice to sit in the back, just lie down."

Shao Quehan: "I want to sit in the front."

Shen Liang had to kick the back door and close it lightly, then put Shao Quehan in the passenger seat, walked around to the other side to get in the car, Then started the car.

Shao Quehan's car was badly damaged and had been towed away. Sitting in the passenger seat, he took a look at the interior, feeling vaguely familiar with this car, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before: "Whose car is this?"

Shen Liang started the car, and said calmly, "Oh, randomly choose from your garage, you can't let me walk over in the middle of the night."

Shao Quehan, a wicked rich man, had dozens of cars parked in the garage, all of which were covered in dust. This made Shen Liang, who didn't even own a scooter, feel very unbalanced.

After he said this, he thought that Shao Quehan would sneer or stab himself like before, but the other party didn't respond at all, but just hummed lightly: "You can drive it however you like it."

Hiss...

Shen Liang glanced at him: "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

When mentioning the medicine, Shao Quehan couldn't help thinking of the sugar in the medicine bottle that was replaced by Shen Liang, thinking that he had taken the wrong medicine. He was silent for a moment, and said to himself: "Maybe."

The night outside was surging, and the car window was like a natural mirror, reflecting the profiles of Shao Quehan and Shen Liang, but it was not clear because of the floating dust. At the moment when the light of the tunnel dimmed, the shadows of the two of them even merged together for a certain moment, regardless of you and me.

Shen Liang was concentrating on driving.

Shao Quehan originally wanted to lean against the car window, but seeing a thin layer of floating dust on it, he couldn't help but wipe it off. His fingertips flicked across the glass, leaving a winding trace, just like writing on paper.

Shao Quehan slowly wrote a word--

Shen...

The blurred profile of the person beside him just happened to be reflected on the glass.

Shao Quehan focused on his expression. He walked over the car window with his fingertips, and wrote another word with strokes and strokes in a strange way—

Liang...

Shen Liang...

These two words are like the endless glory and withering of the wasteland. Wild grasses, regardless of whether the snow falls or the autumn is cool, or the wind repels the rain, will always grow all over the barren land in a fixed season throughout the year.

Shen Liang...

Shao Quehan silently chewed these two words in his heart, and a subtle joy arose in his heart. He rubbed the car window with his fingertips, and was a little reluctant to wipe off the two words, until Shen Liang saw that he hadn't moved for a long time, turned his head curiously, and then wiped it off with his sleeve in a panic.

Shen Liang: "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing." Shao Quehan's white sleeve was dirty, and he lowered his head to wipe it, but he couldn't clean it, so he had to give up, "Drive the car, don't look at me."

Shen Liang didn't mean to look at Shao Quehan, it's just that he was driving well just now, and the system suddenly prompted:

[Ding! The villain's blackness has been reduced to 29%]

It has dropped again inexplicably.

Again for no reason.

To a certain extent, the profession of the author is similar to that of a reporter, both like to get to the bottom of the matter. Shen Liang carefully took stock of what happened to Shao Quehan today, the failure of a date, a car accident, Su Qingyan cutting off her husband, everything seems to be happy, right?

Is there something wrong with Shao Quehan's brain?

Although Shen Liang had doubts, he was not stupid enough to ask this question blatantly. After driving for more than half an hour, they finally arrived home. Shen Liang looked down at his watch, only to find that it was already four o'clock in the morning, so he opened the door and got out of the car, and went around to the other side.

He leaned over slightly and supported the car door, but he didn't take Shao Quehan out of the car immediately, but said: "If I die suddenly one day, it will be your fault." After saying that, he carried Shao Quehan out of the car, carefully avoiding his wound, and then kicked the car door shut.

The night was silent, and through a thin layer of fabric, Shao Quehan seemed to hear Shen Liang's heartbeat in a trance. He raised his eyes, stared at Shen Liang's somewhat blurred profile and asked, "Why would you die suddenly?"

Shen Liang didn't turn on the light for fear of waking Aunt Zhang. He carried Shao Quehan upstairs in the dark, and because he was worried about falling, he walked steadily step by step.

Shen Liang: "Because if I don't sleep at night, I will die suddenly."

"No," Shao Quehan closed his eyes, smiled, and whispered in the dark, "I haven't had a good night's sleep for twenty years, and I'm not dead yet. It's alright..."

Shen Liang paused when he heard this, and then returned to normal: "Then you should still take medicine."

As he spoke, he walked to the door of Shao Quehan's bedroom, and was about to open the door to go in, when Shao Quehan said, "I want to sleep in your room."

Shen Liang's movements froze: "..."

He discovered that Shao Quehan's unreasonable request today's a little too much, so much that he really wanted to ask a bold question: Mr. Shao, are you sick?

Shen Liang squinted at him: "Why, is there gold under my bed?"

Shao Quehan smiled inexplicably in the darkness: "You can try to dig, maybe there really is."

"..."

Shen Liang finally sent Shao Quehan to his room. Because his mother said that the dead are the most important... Oh no, the injuries are the most important, it is better to be satisfied as much as possible within the scope of one's ability.

Shao Quehan's leg was injured, it was impossible to take a bath, and his clothes were dirty, so Shen Liang had already taken off his clothes without taking the initiative to open his mouth.

"Your body is covered in blood, don't want to sleep in my bed if you don't wash it clean."

Shao Quehan sat on the sofa, most of his clothes were torn. He pursed his lips slightly, feeling a little awkward, but he couldn't stop him, and finally closed his eyes, not seeing for nothing. His expression was calm, but the tips of his ears hidden in his black hair were red and hot.

At this time, Shen Liang didn't have any perverted thoughts. He wet the towel, wiped Shao Quehan briefly, and then put him on the bed: "You go to sleep."

He pulled a quilt to cover the large expanse of spring scenery in front of him.

Shao Quehan raised his eyes slightly, he was lying on the bed, his black hair was scattered on the pillow, his collarbone was faintly visible, his handsome and cold face had a faint feeling of melting snow: "What about you?"

Shen Liang casually found a reason: "I'm sleeping in the afternoon fully, not sleepy, so I'll go downstairs to eat instant noodles."

Hearing this, Shao Quehan sat up, and the quilt slipped off his body, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin: "I want to eat too."

Shen Liang found out that Shao Quehan seemed to be torturing him on purpose today. Throwing the towel to the sofa, he glanced at him: "Want to eat? Climb down by yourself."

He walked out of the room and closed the door with a click.

Shen Liang felt a little strange in his heart, and couldn't tell why. He walked downstairs slowly, didn't cook the noodles, just lay down on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest his mind. After a long while, he opened his eyes again and stared at his hands for a long time—

A little trembling.

Half of them were hugged by Shao Quehan, and the other half were picked up by clothes.

Don't look at Shen Liang's calmness when he took off his clothes just now, but he was actually a little scared in his heart, and didn't dare to take a second look. He has always had problems with his style, so he has to hold on to it. The last time he was drunk, he kissed Shao Quehan against the wall and it was a bloody example.

He stretched his fingertips, turned over on the sofa, and prepared to sleep.

The system couldn't understand, so it quietly lay next to his ear:【You've been sleeping all afternoon, are you still sleeping?】

Shen Liang didn't even open his eyes: "You're talking nonsense, why don't you go to bed at four o'clock in the morning."

If he doesn't sleep at night, he can only sleep during the day.

Shen Liang's sleeping skills are super strong. Even if he sleeps all afternoon during the day, he can continue to sleep in the dark at night. He really wants to share some with Shao Quehan.

Aunt Zhang got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, only to find someone lying on the sofa in the living room. When she got closer, she found that it was Shen Liang, who patted him twice: "Xiao Shen, Xiao Shen."

Shen Liang opened his eyes in a daze "Huh? Who..."

Aunt Zhang said, "It's almost autumn, why are you still lying down to sleep, go back to your room and sleep, what should you do if you catch a cold?"

Then she pulled Shen Liang up from the sofa and urged "Hurry up, go upstairs and go back to your room."

Shen Liang could only walk upstairs sleepily, hugging the pillow, and returned to his room with a confused mind. In the dark, he lay down on the bed with ease, and casually found a pillow to hug and sleep.

His chest rose and fell, and his breath was long.

Shao Quehan lay beside Shen Liang, his back was stiff, and then he slowly relaxed. He turned sideways with some difficulty, facing Shen Liang, staring at his sleeping face, a little lost in thought.

Because they were too close, their breaths mingled each other, and there was a slight itchiness on their faces.

Shen Liang rubbed against the pillow, couldn't help but opened his eyes, only to find that Shao Quehan was lying next to him, his pupils shrank for a moment, and the air suddenly became stagnant.

"..."

Shen Liang is now a little afraid of getting in touch with Shao Quehan. He can't explain why, but he always feels that if he goes deeper, he won't be able to settle the relationship.

 It's not a good thing to put too much thought into the villain in front of him.

Shen Liang moved back a little calmly, ready to get out of bed and leave, but Shao Quehan didn't know if he was aware of his plan, and suddenly stopped him in a low voice: "Liang..." 

He rarely shows tenderness in his voice, it's new now that he calls him by his first name.

Shen Liang looked at him: "Huh?"

Shao Quehan moved his lips, and said softly, "I'm very happy that you came to pick me up today..." 

This was the only time he felt joy in the past twenty years when he hadn't seen even a tiny light.