Strategy to Capture that Scum Gong

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update to the latest chapter of the slag attack [Quick Wear]!Han Wenqian almost lived in the hospital, and even if he had to do the work, he always took it with him as much as possible. He stayed with Xie He in the hospital and took care of him personally.

After blinking for more than a month, Xie He showed no sign of waking up. This day, Han Wenqian sat beside Xie He's bed, wiped Xie He with a wet towel as usual, and then stroked the thin and pale cheeks of the young man... He lowered his head and kissed Xie He's lips gently.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't doubt you.

You haven't seen my confession, how can you just fall asleep like this.

And I haven't told you yet, I love you... You are my brother and my favorite person.

[Ding, target Han Wenqian favorability +2, current favorability 92]

Han Wenqian stared at Xie He’s quiet face, recalling the bit by bit of the warm days, his eyes were full of painful colors, he just watched this way, and in the end he fell asleep by the bed somehow Finished.Since Xie He was injured, Han Wenqian has never fallen asleep again. He is often busy for days and nights. He can barely sleep for a while only when he can’t hold his body. The face of a man who used to be cold and powerful in a short time is full It is the color of decadence.

The next day Han Wenqian woke up, his arms were numb, his first reaction was to look up at Xie He, to see if he was awake... However, Xie He was still asleep, and Han Wenqian was used to this. Disappointed, he cast his eyes down to hide his loss, stood up calmly and opened the curtains.

The weather today is very good, the golden sunlight coming in seems to have brought some temperature to this cold world, but...but it can't shine into his heart.

Han Wenqian turned around and smiled gently at Xie He, "His face is so white, so I still have to get some sun. When you wake up, I will take you out for a walk. How can I stay in the house? ?"

He muttered to himself, then touched Xie He's hair, it was a bit longer, maybe it was time to fix it.

Han Wenqian looked at Xie He reluctantly. He was going out today for something. Although he will be back soon, he felt uncomfortable after being separated for only a second. Finally, he sighed and was about to turn around. When Xie He's eyelashes trembled.

Han Wenqian's heart suddenly lifted, his expression tense and even his breathing slowed down, lest it was his own illusion just now.He just stared at Xie He fixedly, for more than ten minutes, finally... Xie He's eyelashes moved again, and the long eyelashes opened little by little, revealing a pair of hazy and confused Black eyes.

Han Wenqian never knew that in this world, it turned out that someone could set off such a storm in his heart with just a blink of an eye. He suddenly felt that his throat was choked and speechless, and in the end only three trembling words overflowed from his lips: " you're awake."

Xie He stared at the man in front of him blankly. Han Wenqian's face was full of worry and nervousness. With such familiar and concerned appearance, he seemed to have not seen Han Wenqian for so long in his life. He remembered that he was in a car accident. Now, maybe he is dead, this is heaven.So... I can see the older brother who loved him before.

Xie He remembered the older brother who loved him, and couldn't help showing a bright smile. He looked at him with nostalgia and said, "Brother...I miss you so much."

It turns out that nothing has changed in heaven.

Han Wenqian’s breathing stopped for an instant. He thought about the various situations he might face. He thought of facing Xie He’s disgust, hatred, disappointment and indifferent eyes, but he didn’t expect Xie He’s first words when he woke up. you.

Said to him with a smile, he missed him.

Han Wenqian suddenly suspected that he was starting to dream again, but this time the dream was particularly real, so real that it was false.

But he didn't want to wake up, because it was such a beautiful dream that he never had again.

His dreams are full of boundless darkness.

Han Wenqian closed his eyes lightly, his low-mellow voice with a strong, suppressed emotion, he said, "Me too."

Xie He smiled slightly, and there were shallow dimples on his cheeks. He was dead, and his brother said he was thinking about him too.He struggled to get up, only then realized that his body was weak and heavy, why would he feel so uncomfortable even if he died, his dark eyes appeared aggrieved and said, "Brother, my hands hurt."

Han Wenqian's expression instantly solidified, and these words seemed as if a pair of icy hands had mercilessly pulled him out of his dreams, reminding him that the mistakes he made still existed, not erased at all, and something worse... …The consequences of the mistakes are taken by his favorite person.

Han Wenqian looked at Xie He with a deep sorrow in his eyes. He said softly, "After a while, when the injury heals, it won't hurt."

Xie He didn't seem to understand this sentence, he showed a puzzled expression, "I am dead, why am I still injured?"

On his pale face, his dark eyes fixedly looked at Han Wenqian, filled with puzzlement, like an ignorant child, who had not yet discovered the cruelty of reality.

Han Wenqian understood in an instant, Xie He thought he was dead.

So that's why he said he missed him. What he missed was the brother in his memories.

And not his brother who hurt him all over his body.

Han Wenqian suddenly felt sore in his eyes. He resisted the turbulent sadness, touched Xie He's cheek lightly, and said, "You are not dead, you are still alive, but you are injured."

Xie Hewu didn't believe it, frowned, and shook his head, "You lie to me, if I didn't die, you wouldn't be so good to me."

Han Wenqian closed his eyes in pain, and said in a dumb voice, "Really not dead."

He shook Xie He’s hospital bed and opened the window again. The cheers and laughter from outside poured in with the fresh air, and the world became a bit more vivid in an instant. Han Wenqian looked at his beloved and couldn’t help but love. He hugged him lightly, dropped a gentle kiss on his lips, and said, "Look, this is in the hospital. Your injury will heal soon, and everything will get better."

Xie He looked outside, and after a while, he seemed to finally recognize the reality.

The pain on his body reminded him that the man’s embrace was so real, and the kiss had a burning smell...He really wasn’t dead, he was still alive...The light in Xie He’s eyes dissipated little by little, and finally turned into An icy silence.

Therefore, all these good things are fake, but just another scam. The better the surface, the dirtier everything hidden underneath, and the more cruel the harm.

The person holding him at the moment is not the brother in his memory, but a...man who ruined everything.

This person's closeness and kisses reminded him of those terrible memories and made him fear and abhor.

The smile on Xie He's face disappeared, and his voice became light and calm. He said, "I see, you let me go."

Han Wenqian was reluctant to let go of Xie He, he thought of him so much.

Xie He pressed his lips tightly, his eyes filled with pain, he suddenly said hysterically: "You let me go! Let go of me! I said that I won't appear in front of you again! This is not you Is it required?! I've got out, why didn't you let me go!"

This excited and angry voice pierced Han Wenqian's heart like a sharp blade.

Yes, this is what he said personally, and now he eats the consequences for himself... Han Wenqian swallowed the bitterness in his mouth, lest Xie He's struggle hurt him, and slowly let go.It's as if... let go of your only salvation...

His voice was astringent: "I won't move you, don't get excited..."

Xie He turned his head and looked at Han Wenqian. There was no longer nostalgia and smile on his face, only guard and sadness, and if there was complicated hatred, he said, "Why am I here and why are you here? ?"

Han Wenqian didn't know how he spoke, he only heard his own dumb voice, "You were injured in a car accident, so you are in the hospital, I...I just came to take care of you..."

Take care?Xie He didn't believe it at all. He remembered the last words Qin Ye said to him before the car accident, and remembered Han Wenqian's ruthless calculations on him. His eyes gradually showed extreme sadness, and his voice was soft: "You are worried that I will come back to grab you. Really? You...you don't have to be so careful at all. I won't grab you, and I won't be able to grab you."

Han Wenqian's lips trembled, "No..."

Xie He didn’t want to stay here for a moment. He got up and had to leave. Only then did he find that he still had a tube inserted in his body, and his hands were all wrapped in thick gauze. He couldn’t see it at all, and he couldn’t even move his fingers. pain.

He, his hand hurt?

Xie He's pupils shrank, and the panic overwhelmed him at this moment, and he was completely unable to think about other things!He raised his hand and used his teeth to bite the gauze on his hand. He wanted to know what happened to his hand!

Han Wenqian finally couldn't turn a blind eye anymore, and hurried up to stop Xie He's movements, hugged him hard, and softly comforted him: "Don't move, don't move... You can take it down when you get better... Now you can't take it down."

Xie He couldn't get away from Han Wenqian, his pale face was full of fear, and his voice trembled, "What's wrong with my hand? Why can't I move it, it hurts..."

Han Wenqian remembered the doctor's words, but there was only despair in his heart. How could he tell Xie He about that fact?His younger brother loves his hands so much and loves his music so much. However, from then on, he can no longer play the piano, and can't even hold heavy objects...

Han Wenqian's voice was suppressed and stiff. In the end, he just said, "It's just a little hurt. When you get better, you'll be fine, bear it."

Xie He’s eyes were hollow, and under extreme panic, people instinctively wanted to grab any life-saving straw, and tremblingly asked: "Really? Didn't you lie to me..."

Han Wenqian stroked his back and said, "I didn't lie to you, as long as you take care of your injuries, everything will be fine."

Xie He's body still shivered.

Han Wenqian felt that his heart was bleeding, but he still said: "You don't want to see me, I will go out now. You can heal your wounds with peace of mind, okay?" Now Xie He's emotions are very excited. He doesn't want to stimulate him. This is rather a step back.

Xie He was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

Han Wenqian watched Xie He lovingly, slowly let go of his hand, and watched Xie He calm down and stopped struggling, and gently led the door out.

He leaned against the wall of the ward, raised his head and stretched out his hands to cover his eyes. After a while, he got up to call the nurse. He was not relieved to thank He for staying here alone.

The nurse came over soon. Han Wenqian gave a careful explanation. He watched the nurse enter the door and was about to leave. But before turning around, he heard the nurse scream. Han Wenqian's heart was raised for a moment without even thinking about it. Rushed in!

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xie He ripping off all the gauze on his hand with his teeth, his eyes were full of crazy colors, because the actions were too rough, and the wounds that were not fully developed yet began to drip bloody, those horrible pairs The hands were completely exposed, the joints were twisted and scarred all over, like ugly tree roots, blood ticking down on the bed, the snow-white sheets lined the hands more terribly, no longer beautiful...

Xie He fixedly looked at his hand, it hurts, it hurts, he just wanted to move it, he wanted to straighten it out, it didn't work, only the pain of the heart...

Why did his hands become like this?

Han Wenqian yelled, "Doctor! Where's the doctor!" Then he rushed to grab Xie He so that he could not move anymore. He glanced at Xie He's hand and his heart was distorted, but he still restrained himself from losing his mind. He Xie He said, "It just looks terrible, and it will be fine when you wait."

Xie He seemed a little lost. After a while, he turned to Han Wenqian and said, "You lie to me."

Han Wenqian wanted to continue to say something, but he couldn't say anything to Xie He's cold eyes.

Xie He looked at him coldly and said: "You are really lying to me, I can't get better, you have been lying to me..."

He will never get better, he doesn't even have a hand...

The doctor finally rushed over, looking at Xie He, frowning uncontrollably, and wanted to re-bandage him, but Xie He was very uncooperative, and finally had to use a lot of tranquilizers to calm him down, and then gave his hands again. Bandage up.

Han Wenqian looked at Xie He who had fallen asleep, and could no longer restrain the sadness and weakness in his heart. What should he do...

In the middle of the night, Xie He suddenly woke up again in pain. The pain of the drug-addiction attack once again dominated him. Han Wenqian did not fall asleep at all. He quickly pulled Xie He's hands and feet carefully through the restraint belt beside the bed. He was tied up, wrapped around his chest and abdomen, fixed him firmly on the hospital bed, and then fed him an alternative reliever medicine. Xie He quickly became confused, and at first he kept screaming, save me , Save me... Then he said to kill me, kill me...

Such Xie He made Han Wenqian feel so painful that he wanted to die, but he kept looking at him for a moment without removing his eyes.

This is the evil result he caused. He can't escape, no matter how painful he can't escape... He just hates why he can't transfer these pains to himself, and let his loved ones bear...

Regret, this is of no avail.

[Ding, target Han Wenqian favorability +2, current favorability 94]

After a long time, Xie He finally calmed down again, his pupils were dilated and his eyes were half open.

Han Wenqian went to the bathroom and twisted the towel with warm water, then came over and gently wiped Xie He's face.Xie He seemed to have some reaction. He slowly rolled his eyes, looked at Han Wenqian, and said, "You kill me."

Han Wenqian paused, and then continued to wipe Xie He's face without responding to that sentence.

Xie He showed a pleading look and desperate madness in his eyes. He said: "Kill me, I should die for rubbish like me, please... I'm rubbish, useless rubbish, just Damn..."

He has completely collapsed, and even the belief that supports him in the end is gone.

In the night, Han Wenqian's eyes were obscure and inexplicable. He couldn't see how much sorrow and pain there was. He just spoke slowly and said, "You will live on and everything will be better, I promise..."

He hugged Xie He lightly, and said in his ear: "Don't give up, I beg you..."

Xie He didn't listen at all. His consciousness was still not sober, but he couldn't make it anymore, and fell asleep slowly.

Han Wenqian took up Xie He's face and kissed him tenderly. He was afraid that Xie He would hate his closeness when he was awake. Only when he fell asleep would he dare to touch him like this...

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[Xie He: To be honest, what I need now is not a hospital...]

[444: Then what do you need?Good food?the film?Sex life?@_@

[Xie He: I need to go to Nepal to find the Supreme Master to learn magic, smile JPG]

444: ...

[Xie He: Too boring and boring, I don’t think I can love him anymore, sigh JPG]

[444:...] Have you ever loved it?

Han Wenqian always looked at Xie He very carefully, and did not give him any chance to hurt himself. After a few days, Xie He's mood seemed to stabilize a little, and he did not yell that he was going to die, but silently Those who do not speak, respond slowly, and are not in their minds.

In addition to taking a lot of medicines for curing diseases every day, he also has to take antidepressant drugs. He suffers from the torment of drug addiction every day, and his spirit is getting more and more trance.

Han Wenqian saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, but there was no way at all.

Inflicting injury is such a simple thing, but it is so difficult to recover, and it is too weak to recover...

Such Xie He reminds Han Wenqian every minute of his unforgivable mistakes.

He always couldn't help but think of the cheerful and optimistic youth in his memory, the carefree young man who was cared for by his family, and smiled brightly. He smiled like an angel, sitting at the piano like a prince, how can people not Love him with your heart.

But now there are no people, no ghosts, no ghosts, and the pale is about to disappear in this world at any time.

He can no longer see the beautiful appearance of the original half... even in those eyes, he can no longer see the original clarity. He is either in a daze or afraid, like a frightened animal, living carefully and hard.

As long as it is sunny, Han Wenqian will take Xie He for a walk outside, basking in the sun, and tie him to the bed at night.

After another period of time, Xie He's injuries were almost healed. In fact, the injuries on his hands were basically healed, but Han Wenqian couldn't bear to let him see the hideous appearance of his hands for fear of irritating him, so Ask the doctor to still wrap him with gauze and lie to him that it can't be removed.Xie He didn't seem to doubt or care anymore, most of the time he looked sluggish, and he became more timid.

Now, let alone holding chopsticks, Han Wenqian always feeds Xie He himself. He feeds Xie He and Xie He takes a bite. He is very obedient.

But Han Wenqian knew that this was not because Xie He was willing to be obedient. He felt that Xie He was afraid of him, even if he never said it.

Because he could see a look of fear in Xie He's eyes.

In Xie He's eyes, he was the demon who made him have to endure such torture, and when he was trapped, he was unwilling to give him a pleasure and let him continue to suffer the torment alive, so... he was afraid of him.

Such eyes always make Han Wenqian feel heartbroken. He misses the youth who used to look at him so much, but he can't come back...

But he couldn't give up, couldn't watch the death of his loved one.

That night, Han Wenqian carried Xie He to the bathroom to take a bath for him as usual.

Every time Xie He felt the most difficult time to take a bath, he had to bear this man touching his body, wrapping the shameful parts, and could not help but remind him of the days of being abused and humiliated.

Xie He felt Han Wenqian take off his clothes, and finally couldn't help but tremble and whispered: "I, I'm done, I can wash it myself..."

Han Wenqian moved for a while, looking at Xie He's pleading eyes, he let go of his hand without hesitation, and said, "Okay." Then he turned around and went out without leaving, he stood at the door and listened carefully. You can rush in only if there is something wrong with the movement inside.

But... Fortunately, there was only the sound of water flowing inside. Xie He didn't seem to be doing any dangerous actions. It was just that the washing time was a little longer. Ten minutes later, Han Wenqian couldn't help saying: "Xiao Xin, Can I go in?"

There was no answer at first, but a faint voice came after a while, "Wait a minute, I haven't washed it yet."

Han Wenqian was inexplicably anxious. After a while, he still couldn't control his worry. Why did he wash for so long... He held his hand on the doorknob, pressed his lips, and pushed the door open all at once.

His eyes changed drastically at this time, he rushed over and turned off the faucet, looking at Xie He with a heartache...just for a while...

It became like this.

It turned out that Xie He turned the water temperature to the maximum. The hot water made his skin red and wrinkled, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all. He curled up and squatted in the corner of the bathtub, blinking misty eyes, staying blank. Said blankly: "I am so dirty, what should I do if I can't wash it..."

Han Wenqian only felt as if a hand was strangling his throat.

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