……

Jing Mian was briefly unconscious for a while.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he seemed to be being held in his arms, his body was a little bumpy, Jing Mian wanted to speak, but his hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't use his strength.

He subconsciously whispered "brother".

"Sleep." The boy gasped and quickly responded to him.

It's just that the voice is shaky.

When Ren Xingwan ran into the hospital, his whole body seemed to be washed with water, and the young man was holding a child in his arms, and his neck, cheeks, and palms were mixed with blood stains that had been wiped out, which looked shocking.

There was no taxi at all along the way.

No one dared to let them get into the car.

It is the closest hospital to the city, two kilometers away, in just six minutes.

Ren Xingwan let the doctor carry the child in his arms, he wiped his face, and his palms were bloody, and the intern came to ask him about his condition, asked him if he was injured, and if there was any blood on his body.

The boy shook his head, as if he couldn't stand on his feet.

The state of the whole person is stiff.

"Don't worry, the doctor is already resuscitating." The doctor handed him the signature slip: "Tell me about the injury, is it a family member?" Sign it here. ”

……

The teenager stood outside the emergency room, looking at his elongated shadow.

It's like a nightmare with no end.

For the trauma of brain trauma, plus sutures, the operation time is about 10 minutes.

It's just that Jing Mian's head was gloriously stitched with five stitches.

Jing Mian was lying on the hospital bed, the effect of the anesthetic had not yet passed, and he was infused with fluids in his hands.

When he could open his eyes and see the people around him clearly, he immediately called softly: "Brother..."

"Awake?" The boy's voice was gentle, as calm as ever.

Jingmian inexplicably gave birth to a reassuring power.

He heard his brother ask, "Do you have a headache?" ”

Jing Mian said truthfully: "It doesn't hurt." ”

"It's just a little bit up."

The boy didn't tell him that it didn't hurt because the effect of the anesthesia hadn't passed.

The hardest part is yet to come.

“… Brother, I'm sorry. Jing Mian blinked, as if remembering what happened before he fell unconscious, and felt a little guilty: "I didn't keep the agreement and hid it in the cabinet." ”

The boy whispered, "It's okay. ”

In the emergency room at night, the light is quiet and dim.

As soon as the anesthetic passed, the wound on Jing Mian's head was stitched and began to hurt finely.

Jing Mian sniffed, his eyes were red, and he hummed in pain.

The head was tightly bandaged, hot and uncomfortable. There is no air conditioning and no fans in the hospital, and it is almost impossible to lie down.

He said, "Brother, can you hold me for a while?" ”

When a person is sick, probably the person who takes care of himself will meet all his needs.

The child who was picked up leaned into his brother's arms.

Smelling the familiar smell on the other party's body, Jing Mian grabbed the corner of the other party's clothes with one hand, like a small steamed bun.

This time, although the pain remained, tiredness and sleepiness finally appeared.

The child frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "It hurts." ”

The other party did not respond to him.

It's just that soon, Jing Mian felt his neck wet.

Smack.

Smack.

"I'm sorry..."

He was hugged a little by the boy.

He heard the other man whisper, "I'm sorry... I didn't protect you. ”

The voice was like biting his lower lip.

Jing Mian wanted to say that it didn't matter.

But he didn't have the strength to lift his hand, otherwise he would pat his brother on the back.

for he perceived,

The boy was trembling.

"Sleep."

Jingmian's lips moved.

Gently replied with a "hmm".

……

The boy who hugged him tightly seemed to say something.

The child's eyebrows moved, and he couldn't concentrate because he was sleepy, and even his vision became blurred.

Jing Mian finally couldn't hear that sentence clearly-

"I can't rot here."

"Brother..."

"Haven't you slept yet?"

This time, the childish voice changed to a gentle and light voice unique to a teenager.

It's just that because of sleepiness, it seems a little vague and hazy.

The man's movements as he leaned over were slightly stunned.

Completely come back to your senses.

He whispered, "Woke you up?" ”

"No, sir."

Jing Mian opened his eyes, sobered up a lot this time, and silently changed his name back.

At the same time, Jing Mian let go of the corner of the man's clothes, seemed to think about it, and said, "Is Mr. still busy?" ”

Ren Xingwan paused: "I'm not busy." ”

After a few seconds, the man slowly opened his lips:

"Call me brother."

In this turbulent night, Jing Mian heard his heart pound suddenly.

The throat was inexplicably dry, and after a small silence, Jing Mian said in a low voice:

"Brother."

Mr. Ren seems to be going to sleep too.

Jing Mian noticed that the sheets behind him sank slightly, he pursed his lower lip, and his heartbeat slowed down, not as noisy as just now.

But then, he was found by the other party.

Ten fingers were tightened from the outside, and Jing Mian's fingers were buckled.

Jing Mian's eyelashes fluttered.

I can't calm down.

Obviously, they have done things that are more out of the ordinary, but they are only interlocked, but they are even more nervous and jerky than high school students.

It seems that a long time has passed, and it seems that it is stuck in that moment, and the hands stop.

The sleepy boy poured into him again, and he faintly noticed that the touch behind his head was sinking and a little hot.

The touch didn't leave for a long time.

The action is extremely light.

Mr. Ren kissed the boy's scar.

Chapter 84

Early in the morning.

As soon as Jing Mian went downstairs, he heard the sound of rustling water from the kitchen, and the crisp slapping of the blade on the board, which was lively and noisy.

He rubbed his eyes and subconsciously shouted, "Mr. Ren? ”

"Sleepy, awake?"

It was Aunt Yu's voice.

"I'll have to wait for breakfast, Auntie didn't expect you to get up so early."

The woman shook the water on her hand, wiped it with her apron, and said with a smile: "You all like to sleep lazily at your age, why are we sleeping and resting so regularly, obediently." ”

Jing Mian was slightly stunned.