Little Terrified Bun

In late August, the weather was hot.

The air conditioner was turned on in the ward, and the lily on the bedside table exuded a faint fragrance. Wei Jing washed the big red apple carefully, cut it into small pieces and put it in front of the patient who was lying on the bed. The boy’s voice was soft and soft. Like the spring breeze in March, "eat some fruit! I'll feed you."

"Roar." Wei Min with a bandage on his face spoke with a big tongue.

Wei Jing showed a small happy smile when he heard the words, and he carefully fed it, lest he did something inappropriate and made Wei so sensitive and uncomfortable.

In half a month, Wei Min's condition has stabilized. Wei Jing has been in the hospital directly for the past half month. No matter how Wei Zhe persuades, he refuses to go home.

Wei Min ate a big apple and shook his head, saying that he didn't want to eat it anymore.

Wei Jing said with a low expression of "Oh", he put the plate aside, and smiled reluctantly, "Do you have a bad appetite? What do you want to eat tonight? He Di found a couple of acquaintances in his hometown. A local chicken, how about we drink chicken soup at night?"

Wei Min nodded. Now that he makes a slightly bigger expression, he will pull the wound on his face. The pain makes him lose his appetite, and even his energy is not good.

There was nothing to do in this ward. Wei Jing sat in a chair, and the awkward atmosphere spread. After a few seconds, he turned on the TV stiffly. He looked cramped and looked at Wei Min flatly: "I'll change the channel, you Nod if you see a channel you like."

Wei Min didn't speak, nor nodded.

Wei Jing's shoulders hunched down, and he changed channels silently, almost overwhelming him with the guilt and guilt in his heart.

"That..." Wei Min opened his mouth and took a sigh of relief, "You don't need to do this, you don't need to apologize for my injury, it's all...voluntarily."

Obviously he was seriously injured, but Wei Min felt satisfied because of it. He felt like a monster, self-sacrificing, and watching Wei Jing look cautious on his face, he wanted to rub his hair to see if it was Not as soft as in memory.

"How can you say that? If it wasn't for saving me...how could you become like this..." The young man shrank his shoulders, his fingers were white, and the tears he had endured for a long time snapped like broken beads. Patter down.

"You... don't cry..." Wei Min flicked a panic across his eyes, "I should be the one who said I'm sorry. When you were young... I did excessive things..."

No, no, no! ! ! !

Wei Min was deceived when he was young. Although he was selfish, he did not make a big mistake. The past events have already passed. Time beautifies the person in his memory. What's more, this person is still lying on the hospital bed for him. Hearing his sorry, Wei Jing only felt that his heart was stabbed fiercely. He breathed in pain, and his tears were even worse.

"I should say sorry..."

Both of them said apologetic words to each other, shaking off the guilt buried in their hearts, Wei Jing cried, and Wei Min choked up unknowingly.

"What's the matter with you?" When He Di came over with the insulation box, what he saw was a dejected scene of two poor little animals blinking red eyes.

"No..." The two people looked at each other, and suddenly the corners of their lips were raised at the same time, and they said in unison: "It's okay."

The past will always pass, the important thing is now.

After experiencing this incident, the relationship between Wei Jing and Wei Min has grown by leaps and bounds. Wei Jing admits that he is half of Wei Min's elder brother. As the elder brother, he thinks he should love his brother well, and he is completely responsive to him.

Wei Min has always remembered the bad things he had done over the years, and he was full of apologies for Wei Jing and could not forget every day.

The obsession is deep, and you want to become a demon.

He enjoyed every care of Wei Jing, loved his soft tone when he spoke, and couldn't move his eyes when he met the gentle eyes that filled him.

I was able to show up on that road at the time; I could push Wei Jing away without hesitation; I could survive without any worries; it was really... that’s great, the pain was clearly torturing him every day, but as long as I saw Wei King, there was a sweetness from the bottom of his heart.

Wei Min removed the bandages in September. A hideous scar was drawn from his forehead to the frontal bone of his cheek. The boy with a bright and beautiful face instantly turned into an ugly evil spirit. Wei Jing He wanted to cry again, he held back firmly, and comforted: "Let's go to the plastic surgeon. We will be fine, we will."

Relatively speaking, Wei Min's mood is very stable. He has been prepared for the way he is now.

"Do you despise me? Do you think I am ugly?" he asked.

"How is it possible?" Wei Jing retorted without thinking, "I think you look good, it's best to watch."

Wei Min smiled quietly: "That's enough."

Over the years, he has tasted the warmth and warmth of the world, and he has seen too much sorrow and joy. He has long been immune to the eyes of outsiders. Isn't it just a scar? He wasn't from a girl's family. It was a man's medal. Thinking of this, Wei Min felt a little proud.

The bandage on his face was removed, but the plaster on his leg was still on. His knee suffered a comminuted fracture, and it would take at least three months to reach the ground.

When school was about to start, Wei Jingyi held Wei Min's hand reluctantly, and urged him as carefully as a child. Finally, when he was about to walk, he looked back three times, and the man beside him frowned.

After returning to his villa and taking a warm hot bath, Wei Jing was sitting absently on the sofa in the room in his spacious bathrobe, and didn't even notice that he drank his least favorite milk.

"What are you thinking?"

"...How about Wei Min's stay in the hospital?" Wei Jing replied subconsciously.

After he finished speaking, he turned his head like a sudden reaction. Sure enough, he saw Wei Zhe's face sinking like water, and his expression was impatient: "A nurse will naturally take good care of him. What do you want to do with so much? "

Wei Jing knew that he was wrong, and did not say anything.

In the past two months, he gave all his energy to Wei Min, eating, drinking, and sleeping in the hospital. Even if Wei Zhe came to the hospital, the two of them couldn’t say a few words, Wei Jing couldn’t wait to return to the ward. I was afraid that Wei Min might have an accident.

The two people who completely left Wei Zhe in the cold, and who had never had any conflicts since rebirth, had a cold war several times in private because of this.

Seeing that Wei Jing had listened to his words, Wei Zhe looked a little better. He slowed down his voice and said, "Wei Min, he saved you, and I am very grateful to him. You should take care of him. But you You can’t put the focus of life on him, you all have your own life to go..."

"Wei Min is my younger brother." Wei Jing glanced at Wei Zhe unconvincedly, and muttered, "I am a big brother, of course I have to spoil him. Didn't you also spoil me, big brother?"

Wei Zhe was silent for two seconds, and said in a difficult tone: "You think about the current relationship between the two of us."

Wei Jing: "..."

"Wei Jing, it's me who wants to spend the rest of my life with you." Wei Zhe lowered his voice, "If I treat someone like you to Wei Min and leave you in the cold, would you feel sad for this person and quarreling? "

"...Of course it will." Wei Jing said these words awkwardly, vaguely aware that he was wrong.

"So, I will be sad too." He held the boy in his arms, his voice was incredibly gentle, "Let's stop the cold war, okay? These days, neither of us have spoken a few words."

"Sorry." Wei Jing hugged back.

He couldn't imagine how sad he would be if Wei Zhe were to ignore him because of other people one day? However, he himself did such an excessive thing unknowingly.

"Sorry, brother." He expressed his apologies again.

"It's okay." Wei Zhe said, "I don't want you to see Wei Min, but everything has to be scaled."

"it is good."

Hearing the answer from the person in his arms obediently, Wei Zhe strained his heart during the summer vacation, and finally relaxed. Wei Jing's kindness to Wei Min, coupled with Wei Min's gradually addicted eyes, made Wei Zhe feel a huge threat.

He must pinch everything out, so that the fire cannot be ignited.

In the hospital

Wei Min was half lying on the bed, watching TV shows absently, the washed and clean kiwi fruit was cut into small pieces and placed on the plate. He ate with one bite without a bite. After staying for a few seconds, he suddenly asked stupidly. : "He Di, don't you go to class?"

He Di’s school opened three days earlier than Wei Jing’s.

"I took time off from school," he said.

"Oh!" Wei Min responded, sighed and said, "I don't know how Xiaojing is now?"

He Di was peeling the hand of the red orange, and said casually: "This is just a day away, you miss him. I have a family with an eldest brother. It's not good to say that I will always separate... "

Wei Min was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Yes! I miss him."

I have been thinking of this person for decades. Sudden encounters, sudden car accidents, sudden care... That point of originally subtle apologetic mood was constantly heated up during this period, and finally turned into his unclear feelings.