My reunion with you is a belated confession

Chapter 110 Misunderstanding

Wu Hang felt a little at a loss for a moment.

Turning around and looking at He Mingsheng, he was silent for a few seconds, and said, "Didn't you hurt your back, what do you mean by covering your waist now?"

The topic was not changed too bluntly, but everyone present was more or less aware of it.

However, this is a real question.

He Mingsheng sighed, and before he could answer, Shi Zhuo said, "I see you fucking left your brain on the spot."

"Huh?" Being targeted suddenly, Wu Hang was puzzled.

Seeing Wu Hang being harassed, He Mingsheng held back his smile, and said after a while, "I hurt my side."

"Huh?" Wu Hang was shocked, seeing Shi Zhuo's eyes from the corner of the eye, he laughed and said, "Oh!! That's right, good, good."

Seeing the two people in front of him pinching each other as if hiding a knife secretly, He Mingsheng also smiled, with obvious envy in his eyes.

He misses Xingheng, and before he has established a decisive attitude, he has already thrown away his armor and armor.

"I can't get out of bed yet, can...can you transfer Xingheng to my ward."

Can!Wu Hang nodded, this is too damn good.

But as soon as he stepped out, he was stopped by He Mingsheng.

Wu Hang thought that there were other things to settle down, but after waiting for a while, He Mingsheng didn't make a sound.

Just when Shi Zhuo couldn't wait to ask, He Mingsheng said, "Let's wait."

The fingers placed outside the quilt curled up, as if struggling for something.

"I...I don't know how to face him yet."

What Wei Qian told him made him still not know how to face Xing Heng.He understood Xingheng, although he wouldn't be so heartless towards a stranger, but since he knew that person's identity and not-so-simple purpose, and could keep him by his side, he must have a heart of compassion.

But this compassion was not well rewarded in the end.

Perhaps, when he left Xingheng alone, and Gao An was not around, he was really lonely, so lonely that he let someone who wanted to take advantage of him.

So, it was his fault from beginning to end.

However, this sentence made the two people who stopped at the door confused.

The two looked at each other and made eye contact.

Shi Zhuo and Wu Hang, you look at me, and I look at you.

Could it be that Wei Qian really did something worse than a beast to Shi Zhuo? Then... In this case, who is the more uncomfortable person? I really can't tell who it is for a while. As expected.

Xingheng will regret and feel that he is not good enough for He Mingsheng, so besides regretting that he didn't protect Xingheng well, He Mingsheng still loves Xingheng more. He loves Xingheng and loves him.

Standing at the door, Wu Hang played out another bitter scene of sadomasochistic love in his mind.

This time, not only Wu Hang, but also Shi Zhuo hesitated at the door, not knowing what to do for a while.

The ward was still not transferred in the end, and Shi Zhuo and Wu Hang were each responsible for taking care of two people.

Xing Heng's high fever persisted, Shi Zuo sat by the bed and was very worried. He said, the weather is almost in May, how could Xing Heng have a fever? It must be Wei Qian, that scumbag who did something wrong. Things to do.

Soon after nightfall, Xingheng woke up.

"Brother Shi Zhuo..."

As soon as Shi Zuo and Wu Hang finished sending the message, they heard Xingheng's weak voice, which made Shi Zuo feel uncomfortable.

"Little Xingheng, it's okay, don't be sad."

Xingheng nodded, and raised a hand that was not on the drip, indicating that he was fine.

But such a sensible appearance made Shi Zhuo even more uncomfortable.

Xing Heng's lips were chapped, his whole face was pale, without a trace of blood, and at first glance, his sick appearance made people worry about death.

Shi Zuo took the cotton swab that was soaked with water on the bedside, trying to moisten Xing Heng's mouth.

Xingheng took it with the other hand, and said hoarsely, almost breathlessly: "It's okay, I can do it myself."

This attitude of refusing to be approached by others, the typical aversion to touching other people's bodies, must be due to serious trauma in the mind.

Shi Zuo sighed, and said earnestly: "Little Xingheng, it's okay, no one would want such a thing to happen."

Xingheng nodded in agreement, he knew it, but he never thought that Wei Qian would be so bold as to directly kidnap him with He Meiqi.

"Xingheng, in fact, He Mingsheng is more uncomfortable than you."

Xingheng's eyes changed, and in Shi Zhuo's eyes, it was "there is no light"!Mingming used to talk about He Mingsheng, Xingheng's eyes were as bright as if the sky was full of stars.

"How...how is he?" Xingheng asked with his chapped and sore throat.

"He's recovering well." Shi Zuo handed Xing Heng a glass of water with a straw inserted in it. His mood was even lower than the person lying on the bed. Looking at the person lying on the bed, he seemed to think for a long time before speaking again: "Xingheng, no matter what, we will always be good friends."

Xingheng blinked his eyes, always felt that Shi Zhuo talked a lot today, but his throat was so sore that he couldn't make a sound, so he simply let him talk.

But gradually, he felt that the painting style was a bit wrong, and the content of the conversation gradually went astray.

It's all right, how could it be involved in a lifelong event, especially for him who has planned his future and completely ruled out He Mingsheng.

"Xingheng, let's act as if we were bitten by a dog. If you feel really uncomfortable, just say it. Don't hold back. You are so old and silent, I feel uncomfortable."

Xingheng interrupted Shi Zhuo, who was expressive, and motioned for himself to get up and sit down for a while.

As soon as he sat down, Xingheng picked up the water glass on the side and moistened his throat, but he still endured the pain and said, "I just have a cold, and my throat is so sore that I can't speak. What does it have to do with being bitten by a dog?"

Shi Zhuo paused, looked at Xingheng with surprise, and then looked at Xingheng with sympathy and understanding.

Not wanting to tell others about this kind of thing is a normal person's reaction, so Xingheng probably doesn't know that He Mingsheng already knows.

Xingheng also looked at Shi Zhuo, and took another sip of water to signal Shi Zhuo to clarify.

"I know that Wei Qian did this to you, and you don't want He Mingsheng to know about it, but... But He Mingsheng already knew about it."

Shi Zhuo said with some reluctance, while turning his eyes away, he really didn't want to see Xing Heng's hurt eyes.

"Pfft—" With a sound, cold water splashed on his face.

Shi Zhuo hurriedly turned his head and looked at Xingheng, thinking that Xingheng's big reaction was because his words had stimulated Xingheng.

Xingheng also stared at Shi Zhuo's words, with disbelief written all over his face, but now he really understood, co-authoring Shi Zhuo's secretive talk for a long time, it was a misunderstanding that he was given by Wei Qian done!

hold head high!Reasonable misunderstanding, after all, if he hadn't heard it with his own ears, he would have misunderstood it too.

The violent coughing caused people in the corridor to probe in frequently.

But still couldn't help but be shocked, how could Shi Zhuo have such a cognition: "You...you...what did you say?"

Shi Zhuo quickly comforted Xing Heng, and quickly comforted him in a gentle voice: "As I said, no matter what happens, we are good friends. Don't worry, I will never let others bully you, and neither will He Mingsheng."

The person in his arms buried his face in his lap, and his trembling body made Shi Zhuo's whole heart squeeze together.

The person you like knows that you are no longer complete, no matter it is a great torture for everyone.

"It's okay, it's okay." Shi Zhuo continued to comfort Xingheng: "It's not sad, you still have us."

Almost a minute passed, Xingheng still maintained his original posture, and Shi Zhuo didn't know what to say, but when he was about to speak, he saw Xingheng raised his head with a smile on his face.

Then, Shi Zuo was completely dumbfounded, petrified in place.

Before Xingheng spoke, Shi Zhuo even thought about whether Xingheng was crazy.

Almost laughing, Xingheng pulled a broken throat, if he didn't misunderstand this matter too much, he really didn't want to say this.

"What did He Mingsheng say that made you misunderstand?"

Shi Zuo briefly explained that He Mingsheng originally planned to transfer the person to a ward, but later stopped him, saying that he hadn't figured out how to deal with it.

Hearing this, Xingheng couldn't help laughing again.

Shi Zhuo didn't say anything about Xing Heng's smile, he let the man laugh wantonly, and finally said seriously to Xing Heng: "It's just a misunderstanding."

He didn't blame Xingheng's smile, but his first reaction was to sigh like the rest of his life.

The corners of Xingheng's smiling mouth froze slightly, his nose sore.

"Thank you."

"thank you all."

Shi Zhuo smiled and moved Xingheng's messy hair.

However, the smile didn't last long, he slapped his thigh, and swears: "Fuck! Wu Hang!!"

Xingheng understood, probably the person in front of him was also led astray.

"What?!!!" Wu Hang sat up in shock.

"Ang! You think too much." He Mingsheng said mercilessly.

"Fuck!!! Shi Zhuo!" Wu Hang said as he was about to run to find Shi Zhuang, but he turned back halfway there and looked at He Mingsheng pitifully: "If he knows that he was misled by me, Will..." He swallowed his saliva: "Will you kill me?"

He Mingsheng raised his eyebrows, nodded, and replied cleanly with one word: "Yes!"

After getting an answer, He Mingsheng sat back on the spot directly, with a mournful face.

He Mingsheng watched it for a long time, and was really interested.

Wu Hang looked at a person who was not stingy, but he only obeyed Shi Zhuo's orders, and was even a little afraid.

"Are you afraid of him?" He Mingsheng still asked.

Wu Hang raised his head, glanced at He Mingsheng, but stared at the infusion tube beside him in a daze.

It took a long time before he said, "I'm not afraid."

It wasn't an intuitive answer, but He Mingsheng understood it.

I was afraid that he would leave, so I became afraid even with what I shouldn't be afraid of, what I wouldn't be afraid of.

"You love him very much." He Mingsheng sighed as he relaxed Song Jiu's body.

"Well, I love it very much."

He Mingsheng asked straightforwardly and simply, and Wu Hang answered simply and straightforwardly.

The word love never needs gorgeous language, so there is nothing wrong with expressing it bluntly.

He Mingsheng nodded and said softly, "I love him too."

The previous conversation resumed in the room, probably because he hadn't expressed his love for a long time, and because Wu Hang changed the subject, he had long forgotten to go to see Shi Zhuo.

There were two people standing outside the door, one tall and the other short, one of them even had a hunched body, as if he was seriously ill.

But the smile on his face was eye-catching.