The light in the rental house is too dark, the bed is hard, it is inconvenient to do a lot of things, and the sound insulation between the houses is very poor.

The only consolation is the temperature raised by friction between human bodies.

Chu Ying's helpless hesitation these days was filled by Song Yong's kiss.

There was a small fan hanging at the head of the bed, and the thing shook until the early hours of the morning, and was finally taken off by Chu Ying, she leaned on the head of the bed, brushed away the wet hair on Song Ying's forehead, and fanned him.

The simplicity and cheapness here did not prevent the outbreak of feelings, on the contrary, in this kind of place, Song Yong would be more happy.

Chu Ying was extremely gentle, she really gave Song Yong the illusion that she was in love with him, she lowered her head and kissed the bridge of his nose, "How did you make it like this, it made her whole body hurt."

Song Yong was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, "They are chasing me and want to take me back to get married."

"Then why don't you tie it out?"

Along the way, not only did he have to avoid the people who arrested him, but he also encountered some bad guys, he had a knife wound on his back, and when he found Chu Ying, he was almost unable to hold on.

He was such a proud son of the sky, but he made it like this for her, but fortunately, she did not drive him away because of his poverty and despair, which also proves that she does not only like his wealth.

Song Yong seemed to have no regrets, "I don't want to marry someone I don't like."

「…… Then you can't be with someone you like."

"Isn't that already together?"

Chu Ying's eyes dodged for a moment, "Okay, I'm going to the hospital to take care of my father, you can rest here."

Taking away Song Yong's hand, Chu Ying sat up, straightened her back, and she faced a gray-white wall, the wall cracked, like her skinny back.

During these days, she has lost a lot of weight, her body has lost a sense of roundness, there are many smoked cigarettes in the ashtray at the head of the bed, and there are a few strands of Chu Ying's fallen hair on the pillow.

She put on her clothes with her hands behind her back, closed the metal buttons, met Song Yong's eyes with one side, her waist weakened, and she approached him, "Why are you looking at me like this, it's not enough?"

Song Yong's eyelashes hung down and he slept.

Chu Ying stood up, casually put on her clothes and walked into the simple shower room, the sound of water passed, she walked out, changed into clean clothes, and walked in a hurry.

"I'll go over first, you can sleep a little longer, and come back to bring you something to eat."

Song Yong covered his head with a horn and pretended not to hear.

Chu Ying left some money on the table at the door, opened the door, walked out, went down the steep stairs, and walked into the alley with an umbrella.

When she arrived at the bus stop, Chu Ying picked up the phone, and the woman on the other end spoke slowly, "Did Song Yong look for you?"

Chu Ying hesitated, lowered her head and stepped on the puddle on her toes.

「…… Nope."

"How is it possible, after running for so many days, where else can I go without looking for you?" Song Boyu didn't believe it, "Don't lie to me."

"Not really, maybe I went to a friend's house."

The cold wind poured into the collar of his coat, and the coldness burrowed into the cracks of his bones, Chu Ying shrank his shoulders lightly and found a reason, "And I don't have such a deep relationship with Song Yong."

"He ran away for you, isn't it deep?"

Others didn't know what this meant to Song Yong, but Song Boyu did.

He is the most responsible child of the Song family, he has followed the rules since he was a child, he has excellent grades when he is studying, he is respected after work, and he has Chu Ying on his innocent resume, which can be regarded as a huge change in his life.

"Anyway, if he goes to look for you, he must tell me."

Chu Ying didn't forget, "When will my father's surgery start?"

"Once the doctor has arranged it, it will naturally begin."

I took the bus to the hospital, saw Chu's father, communicated with the doctor about the details of the operation, and was busy in the hospital for a day, and it was already dark when I went back.

Chu Ying went to buy some medicine, and bought some food and clothing for Song Yong.

Opening the door, a faint light from the sky fell to the back of the mountain, the lights were not turned on in the house, Song Yong didn't wake up, Chu Ying walked to the bedside, "Get up, eat something."

Song Yong didn't say anything.

She went to touch Song Yong's face, touched his hot skin, realized that something was wrong and touched his forehead, the temperature was very high, and the running for several days made him feverish.

didn't dare to delay, Chu Ying ran to buy antipyretic medicine again, boiled hot water, and fed Song Yong the medicine.

He was drowsy and confused, only knowing that the pills in his mouth were bitter and in need of some sweet taste.

What you think in your heart, your body does.

Leaning against the head of the bed, his cheeks flushed, his lips slightly opened, and his breath closed one by one, and the longing fermented vigorously from his soul, intensifying.

Chu Ying knew what he wanted to do.

"After taking the medicine, you will get a good night's sleep."

She doesn't believe in the love of people like them, but Song Yong is different.

He was sincere and sincere, he disobeyed his family for her and gave up his life of fine clothes and food, which she saw in her eyes and remembered in her heart.

Touching his thin cheeks, Song Yong grabbed Chu Ying's wrist, pulled her closer, and said dryly, "It's useless to sleep, it's good to sweat."

Throwing himself into the lingering with a kiss, Song Yong had a fever and felt unwell, but his strength did not decrease.

The fragrance of Chu Ying's hair permeated every corner of the rental house, and this smell would make Song Yong even more enjoyable.

Gentle, Chu Ying hugged him on the shoulder and kissed him, persuading him, "Song Yong, why don't you go back?"

Song Yong was a little confused, his eyes were unfocused, "Are you going to drive me away?"

He asked, and she was speechless.

After sleeping like this, the fever didn't go away much, Song Yong was woken up by an itch on his fingertips, and the light of the morning sun was exposed between his eyelashes, and the picture he saw was Chu Ying sitting on the edge of the bed, hunched over, holding his hand, and using a cotton swab dipped in ointment, wiping his wounds.

The last time someone loved him so much, it was his mother.

After rubbing it a little, Chu Ying blew a small breath, for fear of hurting him, "Are you awake? I've warmed milk for you, would you like to drink a little?"

Song Yong nodded.

Chu Ying came over with a milk bowl, scooped up a little and fed him, and he drank it in one gulp, "Aren't you going to the hospital?"

"When your fever subsides, I'll go later."

She reached out and pressed her palm against his forehead, "It seems to be better."

"How's your dad?" Song Yong took the card on the bedside table, "This, you take it for treatment."

He made a special trip to deliver money.

Song Yong's eyes as clear and sincere as glass beads reflected Chu Ying's vanity, "No need, I have money."

「…… Where did you get the money?"

The lie was too difficult to tell this time, but Chu Ying still said, "You gave me the money before, I'...... I went back to Zhongzhou and used it."

"Those who are not enough, there are still doctors......"

Song Yong was about to ask again, but there was a sudden knock on the door, and he sat up vigilantly and looked at Chu Ying, "...... Maybe it's my family."

"I'll open the door."

Chu Ying put down the milk bowl, walked to the door, and opened the door.

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