Rebirth of Invincibility

After a long time, Zheng Moxie slowly let go of Han Ruoqi, then lowered his eyes and asked slowly: "Don't you dislike men?"

Han Ruoqi also lowered his head, but remained silent.

Zheng Moxie looked at his silent expression and felt a little angry for some reason. He raised the corner of his mouth with some mockery and continued to ask: "Aren't you afraid of getting HIV?"

The corner of his mouth twitched obviously twice. After a while, Han Ruoqi raised his head again. He looked at Zheng Moxie with clear eyes. He didn't know why, but his voice was trembling: "...Zheng Moxie, I like you.

, has nothing to do with gender”

This sentence lingered in Zheng Moxie's mind over and over again, and he has not forgotten it until many years later...

Putting away his interrogating gaze, Zheng Moxie looked at the ground. Although he knew in his heart that the person in front of him also liked him, he was still a little worried: "Then will one day you suddenly bring a woman and tell me that you want to

marry?"

His eyes tightened for a moment. When he heard this question, Han Ruoqi was obviously stunned for a moment. Are you getting married? If the other party is a woman, she will probably do this...

After struggling for a long time, he finally told the truth: "...Maybe, I can't promise you anything."

The atmosphere turned cold in an instant. Zheng Moxie lowered his head and smiled deeply for a while: "It doesn't matter...if you want to leave, I won't stop you."

Han Ruoqi's face once again lost any expression. He stood up calmly, his eyes dimming: "Okay, you rest first, I will find a doctor for you. After all, you have been sleeping for a long time..."

Zheng Moxie had only been in a coma for three months. With the good care given by professionals and Han Ruoqi day and night, he could get out of bed soon, but he was still unable to walk on his own.

Han Ruoqi bought a wheelchair and pushed him for walks in the garden of the hospital when the weather was nice.

Zheng Moxie was sitting in a wheelchair, feeling Han Ruoqi's faint breath behind him, and then suddenly chuckled: "If I don't recover after a long time, will you feel bored?"

Han Ruoqi shook his head, and then sighed deeply: "No, someone who has died twice and been reborn twice is not qualified to say this to someone with an original body like you...

"

Zheng Moxie turned back and held his hand: "During the time when I was unconscious, I seemed to hear you talking to me, and then I tried hard to open my eyes, but I didn't expect that I actually saw you!"

At this time, Zheng Moxie had a child-like smile on his face, which was a little funny, but more of it was that deep feeling. Han Ruoqi's eyes trembled slightly, and the snowflakes on the tree fell down, falling on his hair, and then slowly

Disappeared: "...Yes, during that time, I seemed to be by your side all the time."

Zheng Moxie held his hand tightly and never let go: "Can we try to be together for a while? There is no force, no suppression..."

"Huh?" Han Ruoqi obviously didn't realize what he meant.

"I said, can we try dating first, like an ordinary couple?" Zheng Moxie stared at him closely, fearing to miss any of his expressions.

Han Ruoqi felt as if he was petrified for an instant, and his whole body seemed to have stopped. Zheng Moxie breathed cautiously, and wondered wildly whether he would agree...

After a long time, Han Ruoqi suddenly blinked: "Of course...otherwise why would I like you?"

The breath of happiness seemed to be permeating around him. Zheng Moxie gently raised a smile with infinite nostalgia.

He was speechless all the way. When he reached the corridor of the hospital, Zheng Moxie suddenly said: "...I have never been in love."

The corners of Han Ruoqi's mouth twitched twice: "It's okay, I've talked about it."

Zheng Moxie's expression was obviously unwilling: "Is that person okay with me?"

Han Ruoqi coaxed him softly: "Well, none of them are as good as you."

"Them?" Zheng Moye was obviously startled: "How many people have you had before me?"

The corner of Han Ruoqi's mouth twitched again: "...Only a few dozen." Seeing Zheng Moxie's slightly frowned brows, he quickly explained again: "Women are like clothes, brothers are like siblings, and what's more, our relationship

,you do not need to worry..."

Zheng Moxie couldn't help but chuckle, but with some sarcasm. In fact, it was just pure envy and jealousy: "You always say that my private life is chaotic, but you are not necessarily any better than me."

Han Ruoqi swore that he was holding back at this time, but he still couldn't help but say: "That was all before I met you, but what about you? I still remember that you performed a live erotica in front of me.

I didn’t say anything, but if you continue to settle old scores with me, you might as well break up as soon as possible..."

Zheng Moxie actually only complained occasionally. He didn't expect Han Ruoqi to be so angry: "Sorry, I didn't mean it..."

Han Ruoqi angrily threw down the wheelchair and went back to the ward alone. Tears fell down her face. She kicked the cabinet hard, but the more she cried, the harder she cried. It wasn't that he was really angry, it was just that he felt aggrieved.

, he has been particularly unlucky since he met Zheng Moxie, but after taking care of him for almost half a year, he can actually say such things...

At this moment, a pair of hands suddenly hugged his body, and warm breath hit his face. Han Ruoqi frowned: "Why are you coming back?"

"Because you are here..." Zheng Moxie leaned her head on his shoulder and rubbed it twice: "You have lost so much weight, I will take care of you from now on."

Han Ruoqi was stunned. Why did he know everything he was thinking?

Seeing Han Ruoqi's surprised expression, Zheng Moxie raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Qiqi, don't deny it. In fact, in your heart, at best, you like me, which means you are somewhat interested in me, but you don't.

Know that I don’t like you, but I love you, so I will tolerate everything about you and consider everything from your perspective.”

Hearing what he said, Han Ruoqi was obviously a little unreasonable. She drooped her head in depression, but suddenly realized that Zheng Moxie was standing. He jumped up: "Did you come here by yourself?"

Zheng Moxie smiled and nodded.

"Damn it, you could have left a long time ago?"

"Well, it will be fine in the next few days." Zheng Moxie pressed him on the bed and rubbed his hair affectionately.

Han Ruoqi clapped his hand and rolled her eyes at him: "Then if you didn't tell me earlier, you made me think that I would be ruined by a disabled person in my life..."