Same Bed Different Dreams

Chapter 111

After Wei Xiao's discharge procedures were completed, Zhou Jingci took him home with him.

No one has lived in their home for a month, only Wei Zhao, and occasionally it rains, he will come to close the doors and windows.

Autumn in Beijing is windy and smoggy. The floors and shelves are dusty and dirty.

Zhou Jingci frowned, and didn't close these first. After putting down his luggage, he led Wei Xiao to the bedroom, only to see a large and soft bed covered with some old clothes.

Zhou Jingci was stunned for a few seconds, his fingertips trembled slightly, he picked up those clothes, Chen thought for a moment, only to realize that they were the dirty clothes that he left Wei Xiao in the laundry basket without cleaning in time .

Wei Xiao's eyes drooped, his face was a little embarrassed, he took the clothes from Zhou Jingci's hand, and said awkwardly, "Jingci, I..."

He didn't say a word, he was a little embarrassed and self-conscious, and after a while, he admitted as if giving up on himself, "Jing Ci, I really like the smell on your body, you've been away for so long, and there is no smell of you in the house."

Zhou Jingci's heart felt sore, followed by a burst of pain that could not be ignored, as if someone had dug a hole in his heart, and blood was oozing out.

He gently took the few pieces of clothes from Wei Xiao's hands, threw them into the laundry basket again, and said softly, "I will stay with you at home every day from now on, and I won't go anywhere."

Wei Xiao hugged him into his arms, "I can't sleep well without you here."

In the past, Wei Xiao only knew that without Zhou Jingci, he would not be able to sleep well or sleep well, but after going through this experience, he realized that without Zhou Jingci, he would not be able to eat or sleep well, so what did he do? They are not down-to-earth.

There was a breeze outside the window, and the autumn leaves were rustling. Zhou Jingci pulled Wei Xiao and made Wei Xiao bow his body slightly. Then he gently kissed Wei Xiao's forehead and rubbed his nose against the tip of Wei Xiao's nose.

Like to comfort, but also like to please.

Wei Xiao pinched Zhou Jingci's waist, pried open his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and kissed deeply until the two of them were not breathing smoothly, then Wei Xiao let him go, and said in a hoarse voice, "Jing Ci, I can't leave you, don't leave me anymore."

Zhou Jingci reached out to touch his hair, from the curls to his forehead, and the last pair of soft hands ran along Wei Xiao's cheeks, neck, and all the way to his back, "I won't leave you behind."

After a while, he murmured again, "I can't live without you either."

Although Wei Xiao was discharged from the hospital, he still had to go through a long recovery period, especially since he was stabbed in the heart and lungs by a fruit knife. Even if the operation was successful and the recovery was good, his vitality was seriously injured.

Wei Xiao only stood in front of the bed for a while before he became a little out of breath. He was both resentful and helpless with his current physical condition.

Zhou Jingci changed a set of bedding and asked him to lie down and rest, but he still refused and insisted on being stubborn, saying that he was fine.

Zhou Jingci knew the pride in his heart, so he didn't care too much about him, just followed him.

At noon, Wei Zhao brought some dishes and made special porridge for Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao picked up the food in front of him twice, but he still refused to eat.

Seeing that he had no appetite, Zhou Jingci pushed the porridge in front of him again, "Drink the porridge."

Wei Xiao took the spoon and stirred it twice, but he refused to put it in his mouth no matter what.

Zhou Jingci frowned, and asked with concern, "Why don't you eat it? Do you not like it? Or do you have no appetite? How about I make you some more?"

Wei Xiao looked at him for a few seconds and said, "Jing Ci, my heart hurts."

Zhou Jingci immediately put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, walked up to Wei Xiao, and squatted in front of him, "Do you want to go to the hospital? Did you just touch the wound?"

Wei Xiao felt a little helpless, he blinked, put the spoon into Zhou Jingci's hand, and said, "My heart hurts, you have to feed me."

Zhou Jingci didn't react for a while, and looked at Wei Xiao in a daze.

Wei Xiao scratched his hair, and after a while, he smiled and said, "Didn't you always feed me in the hospital? Why didn't you get treated like this when you got home?"

Zhou Jingci was stunned for a few more seconds, then burst into a "puchi" laugh, and said angrily, "Wei Xiao, do you mean to scare me?" He said, moving his chair over, "Here, let me feed you. "

Wei Xiao also smiled, and he swallowed the porridge that Zhou Jingci fed him, "It's interesting," he touched Zhou Jingci's face, "It's very interesting."

How did Wei Xiao know before that showing weakness to Zhou Jingci was such a happy thing.

After lunch, Zhou Jingci asked Wei Xiao to take a nap on the bed, but he couldn't rest at all.

No one has lived in the house for so long, and there is dust everywhere.The floor needs to be mopped, the decorations need to be wiped, and the clothes that Wei Xiao littered have to be collected.

After going through this catastrophe, Zhou Jingci also suffered serious trauma, plus he stayed in the hospital to take care of Wei Xiao and failed to recuperate properly, so his physical condition is not as good as before.

He only cleaned the living room, and was so tired that he collapsed on the sofa. He wanted to lie down and rest for a while, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

He fell asleep until the sun was setting, and when he opened his eyes, his body was covered with a blanket, and then he saw Wei Xiao sitting beside him, looking at him quietly.

He felt warm in his heart, rubbed his eyes, but couldn't help but blame, "Why did you come out?"

Wei Xiao didn't speak, and leaned down to kiss the corner of his mouth, "I just told you that you didn't agree, and I'm a little worried."

Zhou Jingci had just woken up, and his whole body was dazed and limp. He sat up, his eyes were empty, and after a few seconds, he wrapped his arms around Wei Xiao's waist, put his chin lightly on Wei Xiao's shoulder, and said , "Get well soon, there's a lot of work to do at home, I'm a little tired."

Wei Xiao smiled, stroked his hair, and said, "Okay, I'll get better soon, and I won't get hurt or get sick in the future."

During the years that the two of them were together, it was Wei Xiao who took care of Zhou Jingci more. Firstly, it was because of the machismo in Wei Xiao’s heart, and secondly, because he was a little older than Zhou Jingci. Zhou Jingci was regarded as a younger brother, but later he grew up and matured, but his thoughts did not change. He always felt that Zhou Jingci should be taken care of by him.

Now, after suffering a serious injury and undergoing an operation, the identities of the two have been completely reversed.

At first he was not used to it, and he couldn't stand Zhou Jingci worrying about him every day, busying himself with him, but later he got used to it a little bit, but his heart still hurts.

Wei Xiao asked Zhou Jingci to straddle his lap, and the two of them were belly to belly, firmly sticking together in the most intimate way.

He stroked Zhou Jingci's back and coaxed, "I know that Jingci has been working hard these days. From now on, I won't get any sickness or injury, and I won't let you worry about it anymore."

Zhou Jingci leaned on his shoulder and nodded.

Wei Xiao has always been his patron saint, protecting and taking care of him since he was a child, as if protecting him is the last thing Wei Xiao wants, and it is Wei Xiao's first priority beyond his physical instinct.

But Zhou Jingci never told him that he would rather be the one who was injured than seeing Wei Xiao lying on the bed weakly.

He buried his head deeply in Wei Xiao's chest and said, "I miss you so much."

Wei Xiao smiled, "Will you still think about it?"

Zhou Jingci said in a muffled voice, "Well, I also think about it."

Wei Xiao kissed his hair, "Why don't you want to?"

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