Han Yu

Chapter 76 Rare

Due to the wound, Han Fang had to stay in the hospital for a few more days.

Han Fang vaguely knew that he had several stitches on his head. Every time the doctor came to change the dressing, Qiao Yu hugged him apologetically and kept softly comforting him. Han Fang began to reject anyone approaching him. It will cause him uneasiness and irritability, he can only lower his pale face, and be hugged by Qiao Yu obediently.

In the first few days, Han Fang refused to let anyone approach him, unless he got too close, no matter how much he tried to persuade him, he would not listen to him no matter how much he tried to persuade him.

This was what Qiao Yu expected, Han Fang was so strong and stubborn, how could he be willing to show his vulnerable side.

His attitude towards Qiao Yu is also up and down, and he is only willing to get close to him occasionally. If the other party keeps posting when he is irritated by him, then Han Fang doesn't know how to be polite, and he doesn't know what he caught , The subconscious instinct wanted to protect himself and smashed past.

A groan.

Qiao Yu didn't dodge, there were exclamations from around, "Young Master Qiao..."

Han Fang frowned slightly, and a sweet and bloody smell gradually approached him, getting closer and closer. He raised his head, and Qiao Yu's figure was reflected in his blank and empty eyes.

Qiao Yu lowered his head and looked uncertainly at their figures in the long-awaited pupils. He smiled lowly, and a morbid sense of satisfaction rose strangely in his heart.

They always seem to hurt each other.

He looked at that person with that morbid sense of satisfaction, and said gently and joyfully, "Let's stop making trouble, shall we?"

Han Fang's fingertips moved. In fact, he often couldn't figure out what Qiao Yu liked about him.

How can there be such a long and unreasonable love.

He was silent for a while, his lips were slightly pursed and cold, and he silently rejected the world with his posture. Qiao Yu was just so greedy, looking at the brows of this man unscrupulously, the seemingly soft black hair made his His fingertips were about to move and he wanted to reach out and touch them, and the drooping eyelids made him unable to bear a kiss on them, but at this moment, blood dripped from his eyes, and a scar was smashed on his forehead, but it didn't matter , he silently looked at this person's wordless indifference, and felt a kind of joy secretly while feeling lost.

Now, he's got to depend on him.

Either way, he could finally get a little closer to him.

In the end, the slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the covered unfocused pupils also seemed to flicker slightly, and the cold and thin lips slightly parted, and said a word, "I'm thirsty."

Qiao Yu stood in front of him, Han Fang didn't feel the shadow covering him, but he could smell the breath getting closer to him, Qiao Yu bent his lower lip, "Okay."

When I came back, the wound had been bandaged, and it wasn't a deep scar, but Qiao Yu brushed over the wound with some nostalgia, even if there was a scar, it was left by Han Fang.

The warm water in his hand was about to be handed to Han Fang's lips. He leaned back slightly and avoided it just right, "I'll do it myself."

Qiao Yu paused, handed the cup to Han Fang, and touched his fingertips. Qiao Yu's heart was a little lost and turned around and then fell back to the original point. Seeing Han Fang's appearance of drinking water with his head down, he suddenly didn't like it. Taste it.

Han Fang felt the bed sink slightly, and at the same time he took the water glass from his hand with one hand, and his low voice rang in his ear, strong and gentle but not refusing, "Let me do it."

Han Fang did not refuse.

His dazed eyes cast unfocused sights, one hand gently stroked the hair on his forehead, and when he opened his lips slightly, the water was delivered to his lips.

Yes, now he really has someone to serve him every drink of water.

Han Fang thought sarcastically.

Qiao Yu saw that he was a little sleepy. While Han Fang was drinking water, he had already had people clean up the surrounding area that had just been messed up, and ordered them to put away the sharp things so that Han Fang would not have to look back. Accidentally hurt myself.

Someone outside the door called him, "Young Master Qiao."

Qiao Yu knew who the person was without looking back. He spent his time on Han Fang these days, and didn't do much with the company's affairs, especially Qiao Shang didn't know what happened recently. He refused to hand over to him in the past. Now they are gradually letting go. I visited him in the hospital before, and told him to return to the company as soon as possible after seeing that he was not dead.

Qiao Yu felt that even if he really died, he was nothing to Qiao Shang.

Anyway, Qiao Yi wasn't like that before.

Qiao Shang didn't react when he heard that someone was dead. After all, he was cold-hearted. In his eyes, nothing seemed to matter.

Qiao Yu couldn't figure out the meaning of the other party's life.

He exhaled, looked at Han Fang and said, "I'm going to deal with something now, and I'll be back soon."

Obviously the other party could no longer see him, but Qiao Yu's eyes were still infatuated as always, and he couldn't help moving his fingertips slightly to describe the person's face, but he still resisted not disturbing Han Fang, and closed the window before leaving. Turn it off so that the outside noise won't disturb him.

Now Han Fang is alone in the ward.

【Host! 】

"Shut up." Han Su said slowly, "I'm bitter, don't bother me."

[... 嗻. 】

Although it was pitch black in front of his eyes, the warmth of his hand told Han Fang that today should be a very good weather.

...Why did he suddenly want to fly a kite?

Han Fang closed his eyes and turned over, ready to fly a kite in his dream.

Although the window is closed, there are still some miscellaneous sounds coming in from outside the window, there are conversations and cicadas, and they come in finely, and they are blurred together with the gradually drowsy consciousness. This kind of environment should be Comfortable, natural and friendly, so that Han Fang rarely stretched his eyebrows and relaxed into his sleep.

I don't know what night I sleep tonight.

Dreams are also fragmented and complicated. The previous scenes are intertwined with the present, making it even more difficult to distinguish. Han Fang frowned more and more until he opened his eyes. It was also dark in front of my eyes, as dark as in a dream.

He wanted to sit up subconsciously, but a voice suddenly came from beside his ear, "What's wrong?"

It's Qiao Yu.

He is gone.

Qiao Yu seemed to get up, and the chair made a sound. Han Fang couldn't figure out how long he had slept and how long Qiao Yu had been here. He just sat there quietly waiting for him to wake up.

Han Fang suddenly felt a little chill in his heart.

...Then, does he always look at him quietly like he does now when he doesn't know.

His face was suddenly touched by something without any warning, and Han lowered his consciousness to avoid it, and flinched suddenly, even the wound on his head hurt slightly, and his eyebrows frowned accordingly.

Qiao Yu's outstretched hand stopped in the air, "I want to wipe your sweat."

When Qiao Yu mentioned Han Fang, he realized that his back was covered in cold sweat, and his cheeks also had fine beads of sweat unconsciously oozing out, which was sticky and uncomfortable.

"What time is it now?"

"It's almost night." Qiao Yu asked again after being silent for a while, "What do you want to eat?"

"……when did you come."

Qiao Yu lowered her eyes, "I came here as soon as I finished my work. I read a book next to you while you were still asleep. Are you thirsty now?"

Han Fang didn't answer his question, but was groping to get out of bed. Seeing Qiao Yu's heart go over to help him, Han Fang realized that he was really confused, so he turned around and asked Qiao Yu, "Where is the toilet?"

Qiao Yu grabbed his hand and said, "I'll take you there."

Han Fang didn't refuse, he had no choice but to send out such an imminent critical moment, he realized a truth, in the future, he should not drink more water before going to bed, so that he would not even have time to sit and think about life when he got up.

Qiao Yu's palms were slightly hot, which was in contrast to Han Fang's. His hands were getting colder. It was almost autumn, and the weather was getting colder. Han Fang's body began to feel a little weak, and he was thinking about how to make up for him.

After finding the right location in the toilet, Han Fang was about to release his soul. Just as he unbuttoned his pants, he suddenly remembered something, and turned to Qiao Yu, "Don't look at me, go to the door."

Qiao Yu: "..."

He said slowly: "Don't you need me to help you find the right position?"

"……come here."

Very good, everything is ready, Han Fang went all out, ignoring Qiao Yu still standing beside him, and after he finished venting, he suddenly remembered Qiao Yu's existence, "What were you looking at just now?"

"Guard the door." The shameless Qiao Yu was still staring there, and then turned on the faucet. Han Fang heard the voice and ignored it spontaneously to wash his hands.

Qiao Yu still stood there without any movement, and didn't intend to walk away. Han Fang couldn't help raising his eyebrows. Before he could ask anything, Qiao Yu calmly said before him, "I still want to pass you the toothbrush. Squeeze the toothpaste."

……right.

Even the face towel was handed over by Qiao Yu, who waited on him all the way to the end, and then led Han Fang out, telling him to walk carefully on the wet floor, and reminding him to lift his feet.

Han Fang immediately felt that he might have returned to the age of three, so he told Qiao Yu to shut up impetuously, and then the latter was quiet for a while as he wished. If Han Fang could see it, he would find that Qiao Yu was looking at him His eyes were helpless and gentle, and there was a kind of gentle and doting smile at the corners of his eyes and brows, and he couldn't help but feel soft when looking at his brows and eyes.

After being quiet for a while, Qiao Yu asked again, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Braised lobster in oil, spicy boiled fish..."

Qiao Yu raised his hand and dialed a phone number, "Have someone deliver porridge and bone soup."

Han Fang was silent.

Silence is the dish tonight.

Qiao Yu said: "Your wound hasn't healed yet, eating like this will easily irritate the wound..."

Han Fang remained silent for a while, and said, "So why are you asking me?"

"Because I want you to talk to me."

"..."

Qiao Yu's thinking is really different from ordinary people.

As soon as the porridge was delivered, Han Fang smelled a fragrance, and Qiao Yu's voice rang in his ear with a smile: "The sweet-scented osmanthus has bloomed recently, and it smells very good. I asked someone to pick some and put them on the table. Serve it, and dry it and add it to the porridge, smell it and see if you like it."

Han Fang pursed his lips slightly. In the past, there were bouquets of flowers on the table to cater to him, but now he can't see them, so now they are replaced with flowers with a stronger fragrance on the table.

The crisp sound of the spoon being stirred in the bowl sounded, and Qiao Yu also moved closer and said, "Let's have the porridge."

"……it is good."

Qiao Yu's movements paused, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually widened, and the hand holding the spoon unconsciously softened a little, looking at his tender and affectionate appearance.

The boy had a pale face, the man's eyes tenderly pressed the spoon to his lips, and the bowl in front of him was quietly placed.

Their atmosphere became harmonious unconsciously. Qiao Yu put the bowl away and filled a small bowl of bone soup with the meat in it. He deliberately wanted to supplement Han Fang. Looking at Han Fang, he felt that he had lost a lot of weight, and the flesh on his wrist was also reduced a lot. Looking at it, he looked so thin that he wanted to be hugged and loved unconsciously.

Han Fang listened quietly to the noise, and suddenly asked, "Aren't you going to drink?"

Qiao Yu's movements stopped there, and she looked at Han Fang with disbelief and joy, her hands trembling slightly with excitement, and her speech speed was unconsciously out of time, as if she was trying to hold back her excited mood, " Is Ah Fang caring about me?"

Han Fang was silent.

Silence is Qiao Yu in front of him.

Qiao Yu smiled a little too happily, like a child who was about to get candy, put it in his mouth, it was so sweet, it was so sweet that his heart was beating up and down with joy.

Han Fang didn't know what it was like, he could clearly feel Qiao Yu's sudden surge of emotion because of his response to this sentence.

He just asked a question out of mouth.

The sweet-scented osmanthus in the porridge was still brewing on the tip of the tongue, sweet and savory, but after brewing for a long time, it became slightly bitter, but the bitterness was also fragrant, diffused on the tip of the tongue, and Han Fang chewed the bitterness quietly , as if wanting to wake up.

Everything about him seemed to be contracted by Qiao Yu.

Han Fang always felt that this was a kind of trouble, because Qiao Yu had to watch him all the time to avoid any accidents with him, but the other party didn't even seem to have the idea of ​​asking someone to take care of him. They still drank water, and some people suggested that Qiao Yu invite someone to take care of Han Fang. After all, the other company's hospital was too busy to run, but Qiao Yu blocked them all back.

Han Fang didn't understand Qiao Yu's possessiveness towards him.

From head to toe, it's all his.

No one is allowed to covet contamination.

The soup was handed to the corner of his lips, Han Fang turned his head, "I'm full."

Qiao Yu immediately answered, "Then eat meat."

Han Fang didn't even bother to refuse him.

Qiao Yu was in trouble. Han Fang's appetite was too small. Although the porridge was delicious, he would only eat half a bowl at most. He just added bone soup because he had expected the other party's appetite, but he didn't expect to drink half a bowl. , the other party doesn't want to drink anymore.

He could only coax: "If you don't eat now, you will be hungry at night..."

Han Fang said impatiently, "I'm not a child, so it's fine if you go out and buy something when you're hungry."

Qiao Yu: "..."

Buy it, he will definitely buy it.

Han Fang's appearance made him feel... a little cute.

For a moment, his heart was in a mess, as if he wanted to talk about love and wanted Han Fang to pay more attention to him for a while, but Qiao Yu was still persuading him, Han Fang sneered: "If you keep arguing, do you believe I will confuse you?"

"..."

he believe.

It was a little late, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

There was a sudden silence between them.

A kind of unreasonable weirdness slowly hit Han Fang's heart. Before he could feel anything, Qiao Yu put the spoon down, and there was a crisp collision sound, "If you don't want to drink, let's take a bath."

Han Fang: "!"

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

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Qiao Yu: Since I am often left alone, I have already activated my chattering skills.

two

A kind of unreasonable weirdness slowly hit Han Fang's heart. Before he could feel anything, Qiao Yu put the spoon down, and there was a crisp collision sound, "If you don't want to drink, let's take a bath."

Han Fang: "...Bring it, I'll drink it."

【Thank you little angel channel~Memeza】

【The author wants to speak】

With a vicissitudes on his face, he expressed the small fragments of life details, thinking about it gave me a headache, hey, don't dislike me, we have to develop a hypocritical warm appearance