Open hours

Chapter 36

Although He Dingxi in front of him said some neither salty nor bland words, everything about him was too gentle, so gentle that people mistakenly thought that he had put him in his heart.

Ning Jue felt that she was being strung on a steel wire, trying to maintain her balance, if she was not careful, she would fall into the trap.

"There's no reason to visit a patient empty-handed." So Ning Jue changed the subject and broke the illusion by himself.He had only been a sick beauty for a moment, and then she reverted to her old ways, leaning on the bedside and asking casually, "Where are the flowers, fruits, and supplements?"

The tips of his brows were slightly raised, and his heartless appearance was not well-groomed, which was enough to break all the illusion of ambiguity.

"I see that you are alive and well now, what supplements do you need?"

He Dingxi staggered his gaze, and suppressed the distress that filled his heart and lungs.He raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile: "Besides, I'm not here to visit your doctor, I'm here to see your jokes."

Ning Jue sneered and said, "Then you've seen the jokes and done the play now, can you go now?"

"I think so too." He Dingxi stood up and made a gesture to leave: "I'll leave first if there's nothing to do. I wish you a speedy recovery."

At this moment, Ning Jue saw He Dingxi's bloodshot eyes clearly.His back is no longer as straight as it used to be, and his movements are full of exhaustion that cannot be concealed.

With a thought in Ning Jue's mind, his body took a step ahead of his reason, and he called out to He Dingxi: "Teacher He."

He Dingxi turned his head and looked down at Ning Jue, all the indistinguishable emotions in his heart turned into a gleam in his eyes.

Ning Jue called He Dingxi to stop impulsively, but didn't know what to say to him.He hesitated for a moment, reached out and held He Dingxi's hand, and said to him: "Actually, I'm feeling very uncomfortable now."

As he spoke, he looked up at He Dingxi, and said with a smile: "Excuse me, can you condescend to chat with me for a few more words?"

He Dingxi was just pretending to leave, but Ning Jue's sincere words exploded out, and his unsteady heart softened in an instant.

He Dingxi sighed heavily in his heart, moved his palms imperceptibly, and took Ning Jue's hand into his own.

"With your bad mouth, can you stop biting people for a day?" He Dingxi held Ning Jue's hand and sat down by the bed again.

Ning Jue smiled and said, "I heard that Mr. He likes wild little wild cats, am I trying to match what he likes?"

He Dingxi glanced at Ning Jue angrily, and said, "You're talking nonsense, does your head still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Ning Jue casually opened up a topic: "What have you been up to lately? I see you on Hot Search every day."

"Part of it is bought, and a new drama has started airing recently." He Dingxi laughed at himself: "Of course, more people scolded me. I get scolded every day except for filming."

Ning Jue knew the inside story, and it was probably related to He Anbei.But seeing that He Dingxi didn't intend to talk much, he just laughed and didn't speak.

He Dingxi saw that Ning Jue was not feeling well right now, so he chatted with him one after another, trying to divert his attention: "By the way, I got a very interesting notebook recently."

Ning Jue forcibly ignored the dizziness in front of her eyes, and asked, "What did you say?"

He Dingxi recalled briefly, and said, "It's about a pair of desperadoes kidnapping a pregnant woman, and then..."

He Dingxi's voice was the same as usual, but it made people feel inexplicably stable.Before he finished retelling the content of "She Killed", Ning Jue had already fallen into a drowsy sleep.

I don't know if no one noticed, or the two people deliberately ignored it tacitly, but the two hands that were intertwined never let go.

Ning Jue has been alone for many years, thinking that he is omnipotent in heaven and earth.He never longed for stability, let alone company.But he forgot that he was just a young man in his 20s, and it was the time when he craved that little warmth the most.

In the middle of the night, Ning Jue woke up from a short sleep.The lights in the ward were not turned on, and the moonlight was just right outside the window, and the watery moonlight cast a white veil on everything around.

Someone left a small gap in the window, and the cool evening breeze brushed against Ning Jue's face, instantly waking him up.

The heat in the palm had dissipated, and there was no one on the seat beside the bed.

He Dingxi has already left.Ning Jue looked at the place where He Dingxi sat before and thought.He Dingxi's sudden appearance tonight was too unreal, maybe it was just a hallucination after a concussion.

At this time, a few deliberately lowered male voices not far away brought Ning Jue back to his thoughts.

"Well, don't worry if you're fine... No, no, there's no need to ask for leave from the crew, I'll rush back tomorrow..."

He Dingxi and Li Anqi had just returned to the hospital bed after the phone call, when they saw Ning Jue on the bed looking at him with open eyes.

"What's wrong?" He Dingxi poured a glass of water and brought it to Ning Jue's lips: "Did I wake you up?"

"No." Ning Jue sat up, took a sip of water with his head down, and asked, "Do you have work tomorrow?"

He Dingxi took the water glass from Ning Jue's hand and put it aside, then returned to his original seat and sat down.He stretched out his hand to pull the quilt up to Ning Jue's chin, and said softly, "It doesn't matter, it's about tomorrow night."

The moonlight is very bright tonight, even though the lights in the room are not turned on, Ning Jue can clearly see He Dingxi's face.His hair was slightly messed up, his eyes were black and black, and a little stubble appeared on his chin.

Ning Jue looked at He Dingxi and said: "If you go out tomorrow with this appearance, the fans may run away."

He Dingxi touched his face with his hand, and asked, "Why, are you haggard?"

Ning Jue commented truthfully: "It's like having sex for three days and three nights in a splendid night/club/club."

Ning Jueyuan wanted He Dingxi to go back to rest first, and not to stay here anymore.But to say such things under such circumstances, it seems that he is not something.

So he pulled up the quilt and said to He Dingxi: "Why don't you go to bed and sleep."

The lower half of Ning Jue's face was covered under the quilt, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and his voice sounded muffled.

He Dingxi was taken aback when he heard the words, with a little surprise on his face: "What?"

Ning Jue's heart sank, he raised his voice, and repeated again: "I said—"

"Okay, I heard it, just kidding you." He Dingxi laughed, he stretched out his hand and lifted the quilt and said to Ning Jue, "Get up, lie down on the side."

Although the beds in the single ward are not small, they cannot be said to be very large.In the beginning, the two of them lay upright on the bed, with a dividing line tacitly left between them.

Such a standard lying posture combined with the white sheets of the hospital, it really has a special flavor at first glance.He Dingxi and Ning Jue lay side by side on the bed for a long while, neither of them fell asleep.

Xiaoye seemed to realize something, and didn't show up all night.

"What on earth is your team doing for food?" He Dingxi was the first to break the strange silence without feeling sleepy: "Why did you fall off the stage?"

"Accidents are always inevitable." Ning Jue stared at the ceiling, and said lightly, "This time I'm lucky, if I fall a little bit, I may have to enjoy retirement early."

Hearing what Ning Jue said, He Dingxi's heart skipped a beat, and the row of trophies in Ning Jue's house suddenly appeared in his mind.He involuntarily took Ning Jue's hand under the quilt, and put it under the moonlight to look at it.

Ning Jue froze for a moment, and then his eyes fell on his hands.

It was a slender white hand with well-defined bones.The fly in the ointment is that there is a hideous scar across the face of the hand.

He Dingxi asked, "Is it because of this that you retired so early?"

Ning Jue didn't answer, he stared blankly at the scar, but he didn't know where his eyes fell.

After a while, Ning Jue said, "There is part of the reason."

He Dingxi's fingers unconsciously stroked the scar on Ning Jue's hand, as if to smooth it out.

"How did this come about?" He Dingxi asked.

"Car accident." Ning Jue paused, and then said in a very normal tone: "At that time, I was seriously injured and lay in the hospital for half a year. After recovering, there were sequelae on my hands."

He Dingxi remembered that Ning Jue mentioned his father years ago, so he asked: "Then your father..."

Ning Jue said calmly, "He passed away in that car accident."

When Ning Jue was 19 years old, his father took him to climb a mountain.When the car was on the way, the father and son stumbled over a few words because of a mistake in the previous game.

The fog in the middle of the mountain was very heavy, and the visibility was less than 50 meters.Just when the father and son were busy arguing, a large truck that went against the road suddenly appeared around the corner.

Ning Jue couldn't dodge in time, and drove directly into the mountain wall.Seeing that something was wrong, the truck driver drove away without looking back.

Ning Jue looked at his father covered in blood and called the police in a panic.He stepped on the accelerator and found that the car could still move, so he planned to send his father down the mountain with his last breath, but finally passed out due to the serious injuries.

When he woke up again, Ning Jue was already lying in the ICU, and his father died on the spot protecting him.

Ning Jue calmly narrated the past, but these words turned into needles, piercing into He Dingxi's heart in pieces, causing him to hold his breath in pain.

He Ding turned to the west and put out his arms to hug Ning Jue.It wasn't until he buried his face on Ning Jue's shoulder that the bitterness in his heart subsided.

For a moment, he didn't know whether this hug was comforting Ning Jue or comforting himself. He even regretted that he met Ning Jue too late and let him face such days and nights alone.

Ning Jue didn't move, letting He Dingxi hold him in his arms.

"Your father is a great racing driver." He Dingxi said softly.

"You recognize him?" Hearing what He Dingxi said, Ning Jue also turned around to face him, their foreheads touching.

Under the bright moonlight, the two looked at each other, and each saw their own figure in each other's eyes.

"I didn't know it at first, but I saw his photo at your concert that day and remembered it. I didn't expect your father to be Ning Zhiyuan." He Dingxi smiled softly as he said: "After all, every boy I have a racing dream in my heart.”

Now it was Ning Jue's turn to be a little surprised: "Did you go to the concert that day?"

Ning Jue asked He Dingxi to give the ticket to Xiao Keran that day not because he wanted to borrow flowers to present Buddha, he just knew that He Dingxi was not interested in his concert.If he hadn't moved out of Xiao Keran, He Dingxi would definitely not have made a special trip.

"I didn't mean that that day." Maybe because He Dingxi was too confusing tonight, Ning Jue said what was in his heart without paying attention: "I sincerely invite you, and I have reserved the best seat for you. "

"I know." He Dingxi couldn't help but hugged the person in his arms tighter, he looked into Ning Jue's eyes, and said sincerely: "You performed very well that day, your father will be proud of you. "

Hearing He Dingxi mention his father's name, Ning Jue's eyes were blank for a moment.But he quickly came back to his senses, met He Dingxi's gaze, and said in a low voice: "He had a rare holiday that day, and he didn't want to go out at first. I insisted on making a fuss to go mountain climbing, and even quarreled with him in the car... "

"If he hadn't grabbed my steering wheel in the end, I should have hit the mountain wall..."

"If I could hold on a little longer and drive him down the mountain, maybe he wouldn't..."

"I killed him..."

These words have been repeated thousands of times in Ning Jue's heart, when dreaming back at midnight, when searching alone.Today was the first time he said it in front of others, and every word was full of blood and tears.

"do not talk."

He Dingxi interrupted Ning Jue, and Ning Jue suddenly realized that he seemed to have talked too much tonight.

"I'm sorry, Mr. He, to talk to you about these old sesame seeds and rotten millet..."

As soon as Ning Jue finished speaking, He Dingxi gently kissed his lips, and cut off the bastard words in his mouth without any explanation.

Ning Jue was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously clenched her teeth.

Yet it was a touch-and-break kiss, without the slightest desire or skill.

He Dingxi looked at Ning Jue with heavy eyes and said, "It's not your fault."

It's not your fault—this is the first time Ning Jue heard someone say these five words to him in real life. After the incident, his mother chose to leave the country because she couldn't forgive him, and soon married a wealthy businessman in the United States .The grandparents couldn't accept his father's departure either, and have avoided seeing Ning Jue ever since.His father's former teammates and fans even think that Ning Jue is the culprit, and they are still swearing at him on the Internet.

Even for a long time, even Ning Jue couldn't forgive herself.

He Dingxi carefully watched the expression on Ning Jue's face, couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed him on the lips, his movements were gentle as if he was comforting a wounded animal.Ning Jue regained his composure in an instant, but he obviously misunderstood, and hurriedly tilted his head back: "He Dingxi, you can still have sex after I'm like this, are you still human?"

"Really?" He Dingxi smiled maliciously, raised his hand to hold the back of Ning Jue's head, and kissed him again: "Then I can be even less human."

He Dingxi seemed to be aggressive with his teeth and claws, but the kiss he fell was soft and soft.

It was a kiss without desire.Pure, soft and tender.It was like a warm current, wrapping Ning Jue tightly in it, making him almost abandon his armor and drag his soldiers.

Ning Jue finally opened his clenched teeth, tentatively accepting the flame that burned all the way to the bottom of his heart.

Before closing his eyes, he put his arms around He Dingxi's waist.

They had done many more intimate things, but this was the first time they kissed each other quietly in the dark.

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OMG, did anyone go to Ning Jue's last concert?He Dingxi went to watch it today, and the two sang "every little thing about you" together in the interactive song selection session!

Netizen A: I kind of believe this couple is real.

Netizen B: 1, if this is not love.

Netizen C: As we all know, "Every Little Thing About You" is the least popular of all Ning Jue's songs.

Netizen D: You are all so naive, it must have been arranged in advance.Ning Jue is a good-for-nothing, his singing is not as good as He Dingxi's.