He spoke slowly, unable to hear any emotion.

"Bet if you can get my attention, bet on if I'll always have you in mind."

"The result is ......"

"They won the bet." Rong Che wanted to pull her into his arms, but as soon as he had to exert himself, the wound on his back was painful, but he could endure it, and he wanted to hold her in his arms no matter what.

He finally got his wish, but his forehead was soaked with dense sweat, and he leaned into her arms, as if all his strength had been drained, and his voice was full of exhaustion: "You have become a weakness that I can never get rid of, but for them, you can always contain me." ”

"What can I do?" His voice was full of doubts and exhaustion, and then, with a deep sigh of relief, he continued: "I didn't want to calculate you, but you and I are an important part of their calculations, I can't escape, and you can't jump, so ......"

It was not so much that someone else was calculating her, it was better to be him.

It's just that there are some things that he understands too late, and some things that he can never change by calculation.

If he had understood earlier that her presence was never what those people wanted her to take from him or what they were trying to get, perhaps he would have tried to solve it in another way.

However, by the time he figured it out, she had completely disappeared from his life, and then, after him she would never reappear.

It's not that he has to wonder if the reunion five years ago is a repeat of the old tricks, but now that he thinks about it, it seems that everything is hidden in a fog.

It's always wrong.

It's like two people are holding a line, walking in the fog in a daze, unable to see the road in front of them, or even know what awaits them at the end.

Sometimes, Rong Che felt like a marionette, and the clue that involved him was undoubtedly Lin Qinghuan, but he couldn't see the person behind him.

"Huanhuan, I'm so tired......"

All this time, he did not have a day that could be called peaceful, and even if she answered her side again, he always woke up inexplicably at night.

When Lin Qinghuan couldn't remember what happened before, he was always happy and comforted.

At least she was really happy with him at that time, and he had hoped that he would go on like that, as long as he could keep her within his own power, and he would have enough to protect her.

But then......

He didn't want to go back to the military district.

Because once he goes back, it is equivalent to facing the Song family directly, Yan Ming is in the light, and Lin Qinghuan is in the dark, but once he has too much contact with the Song family, he will inevitably be seen by them.

But at that time, he had no choice.

So things began to develop towards a situation that he couldn't control, so much so that now, even he is becoming more and more powerless.

Lin Qinghuan let him hold him and didn't resist, but that's all.

The eyebrows and eyes were slightly constricted, and his eyes fell on a vain place, his mouth was undoubtedly open, and he hesitated for a while before he slowly spoke: "Then do you know what they want?" ”

They......

She just followed Rong Che's words, in her impression, she had always been alone, but when Rong Che said it, it was an obvious plural.

Are they two, or more......

Lin Qinghuan also didn't know.

She had never been a greedy person, and with what she knew about Rong Che, he never wanted much.

But I don't know why, I always feel that Rong Che is involved with her, as if she has violated the big scales, she will never be allowed, and she will never be forgiven.

He was tired.

So, what about her?

She wasn't exhausted, she was just struggling to support herself.

Sometimes even she doesn't know what she's propping herself up.

Reason was telling her to stay away from Rong Che as much as possible, which would be good for both of them, but she always wanted to get closer.

Constantly wandering between reason and sensibility, gradually, even she didn't know what she wanted.

Silent, by the moonlight outside the window, she looked down at Rong Che, who was lying on her side on the edge of the hospital bed firmly around her waist, stared at it for a while, and then muttered for a moment before speaking again: "If we still don't know their purpose as before, then ...... Maybe we'll be like this for the rest of our lives, forever restrained by them, and we won't be quiet for a moment......"

But even though she had said it so obviously, Rong Che was still silent.

Lin Qinghuan was a little helpless, his arm inadvertently fell on the top of his head, his fingertips wrapped around his hair, his fingertips were attached to the top of his head, and the faint body temperature came from his fingertips with a little dampness and heat.

His current position was uncomfortable, and the wounds on his body were tense.

Rong Che is not as squeamish as Lin Qinghuan, but it hurts a little, although he can endure it and not say it, but it doesn't mean that the pain will disappear from him.

The physical pain, coupled with the psychological patience, so the consumption capacity seems to be more than usual, and the body is densely covered with sweat, and even the hair is wet.

Lin Qinghuan originally wanted to say something more, but he felt a little warmth on his fingertips, as well as the abnormal body heat of his body, and pushed him slightly: "Rong Che ......"

"Huh?"

He was indeed tired, and it was inevitable that he would be a little comfortable when he was close to her, so he was a little vague for a while.

Maybe I want to sleep, or the pain is so unbearable that I can't hold it anymore.

Anyway, at that moment, he was at peace in his heart.

Lin Qinghuan naturally heard the tiredness in his voice, and regardless of whether he was willing to let go or not, he got up and said, "It's not early, you hurry up and rest, don't ......."

She subconsciously wanted him not to think about it, but when the words reached her mouth, she stopped in time.

Silently, it was natural to change the subject: "Don't move while sleeping, be careful of the wound on your back." ”

Rong Che was still holding her hand, and he didn't look like he was going to let go.

Lin Qinghuan: "......"

Standing helplessly by the bed, silent.

"Would you like to stay?"

Rong Che's voice was full of pleading.

Lin Qinghuan: "......" was silent, and I didn't know how to answer.

Rong Che took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "You are not by my side, I always can't sleep well, and if I don't sleep well, I will inevitably have to think cranky, and when I think cranky, I will always be unable to help but move......"

"Stay, just sleep next to me, and let me hold you."

Lin Qinghuan never knew that in front of her, in fact, he could easily be humble to any extent, as long as she was willing to retreat.

There may be times when he gets an inch, but if she doesn't give him a chance, he can stay humble.

However, Lin Qinghuan is no different from others.

She will still be soft-hearted, will regress, and even, will promise him anything without any secret.

In her place, Rong Che will always have an opportunity to take advantage of, and as a result, she is also qualified to gain an inch.

Although he still said that he was unwilling: "I also have injuries on my body, and I can't take care of you." ”

"I don't need you to take care of me." Rong Che smiled slowly, grabbed her hand, and pulled her closer to him with a little force.

Lin Qinghuan frowned in pain and snorted.

However, Rong Che didn't care about anything else now, from holding her hand to holding her wrist tightly, from the original one-sided prayer to the slightly strong order: "Stay, let me hold you." ”

Lin Qinghuan: "......" breathed a long sigh of relief before he was relieved: "Then you let go, I'll clean up the bed." ”

"You don't have to clean it up." Endured the huge pain in his back, moved to the side, lifted the quilt covering his body, and patted the position next to him: "Come up." ”

“……”

Since he promised him, Lin Qinghuan didn't think about leaving, he looked like he was going to run away at any time.

However, it doesn't matter.

I took off my shoes and went to bed and lay down beside him.

Rong Che took advantage of the situation to stop her in his arms, chuckled contentedly, and smoothly covered the two of them with the quilt.

In the ward, there was the smell of what kind of medicinal disinfectant water was everywhere, and both of them also had large and small wounds, which were also full of the smell of medicine.

But Rong Che hugged her, buried his head deep in the neck socket, sniffed the smell of her body, and said, "Huanhuan, you are so fragrant." ”

Lin Qinghuan was completely speechless.

Elbows propped up the bed beside her, slightly propped up her upper body, and removed Rong Che's arm under her neck.

It's still a little different now, and I don't have to press his wound anymore.

Zhu Qingwen doesn't like her now, if Rong Che gets worse because of his injury, I'm afraid that he will directly get some medicine to kill her in a fit of anger.

"Lie down."

"It's you who have to lie down."

He wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed the person down quietly, knowing that she had some injuries on her body, and he didn't dare to push too hard, just let her feel his approach, and lie down naturally.

Sideways circled her in return salute, and his body involuntarily pressed against her.

After a while, he asked in a calm voice, "Does it hurt?" ”

Lin Qinghuan's brows were about to knot: "What do you say!" ”

However, before she finished speaking, the clothes on her body had been lifted by Rong Che, and the warm palm reached in, covering the position of her ribs, and touched it carefully, and felt no signs of breaking.

Therefore, I was a little relieved: "It's okay, it's not as serious as last time." After speaking, he asked again: "Where does it hurt?" ”

Lin Qinghuan was speechless: "The arm is dislocated, it hurts." At the end, he glanced at him angrily, although he didn't see it: "Now I'm being pressed by you!" ”

Rong Che: "......" subconsciously withdrew the weight on her, but self-defeatingly made himself extremely embarrassed: "Hiss......"

I felt that with such unscrupulous force just now, the wound on my entire back was about to crack open.

Lin Qinghuan wasn't in much pain, so he could still take care of him: "How is it?" ”

Rong Che: "......"

It hurt so much that I didn't want to speak, but I still died by myself.

People are always the most vulnerable to those closest to them, and this is especially evident in women, but it is also appropriate for men.