mistaken for love

Chapter 18

When Ye Shu woke up, he was a little annoyed at why he had slept so soundly, and the quilt on his body was tightly covered.

Fang Meng is here?

After seeing the mobile phone on the table, Ye Shu ruled out this idea, and then lifted the quilt to get out of bed.

"...What? You just got sick and you're ready to get out of bed to seduce a man?" A mocking voice sounded from the door, Ye Shu's original movement of getting out of bed stopped abruptly, frowning slightly, Ye Shu looked at Jiang Zhiyan standing at the door, He retracted the foot that had been extended to the edge of the bed.

Jiang Zhiyan walked to the bed with the dinner, then bent down to set up a small table for Ye Shu's bed, and put all the porridge he bought on it.

Ye Shu looked at his side face, leaned forward suddenly, leaned forward and kissed the corner of Jiang Zhiyan's mouth.

"I dreamed of you." Seeing Jiang Zhiyan stunned for a moment, Ye Shu said calmly.

Jiang Zhiyan set the bowl, looked at Ye Shu coldly, and said mockingly, "Are you so mean?"

"Yeah." Ye Shu nodded, then picked up the spoon on the small table and started to drink the porridge.

"I dreamed that you said you would be kind to me." Ye Shu took a sip of porridge and said in a calm voice, "I think you are kind to me."

Jiang Zhiyan didn't say a word, took his own dinner and sat on a chair beside him and started to drink porridge.

Ye Shu lost his appetite after two mouthfuls, and leaned on the bedside to watch Jiang Zhiyan drink the porridge.

"... Zhi Yan." Ye Shu called softly.

Jiang Zhiyan didn't lift his head after hearing this, but stopped drinking the porridge and began to stir the porridge in the bowl with a spoon.

Ye Shu thought for a while, then suddenly leaned forward, grabbed Jiang Zhiyan's right hand, and asked with a smile, "You lied to me, right?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiyan raised his head, looked at Ye Shu's eyes full of hope, held Ye Shu's extended right hand instead, and asked with a smile, "What did you lie to?"

His hand was held by Jiang Zhiyan's, and Ye Shu's eyes lit up, looking at Jiang Zhiyan like a light.

"You, you bullied me for a reason, right! You didn't mean not to save me, you, you like me, right..." Ye Shu's emotions suddenly seemed to have a gap, and his usually calm face instantly disintegrated .

Jiang Zhiyan looked at him, and then replied two words expressionlessly, "No."

Plus twisted Ye Shu's hand in the opposite direction.

……

Fang Meng was on duty until nine o'clock, and took a shower in the bathroom that came with the office. Just as he was about to pick up his phone, he suddenly remembered that the phone was with Ye Shu, and went to Ye Shu's ward.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ye Shu stretching out his left hand to reach for the water glass on the table next to him. Standing at the door, Fang Meng frowned, and found that Ye Shu's right hand was not in the right posture. .

Hearing the voice, Ye Shu turned his head and glanced at the door, then withdrew his left hand, and said softly to Fang Meng, "Fang Meng, help me hold the water glass."

I don't know if it's because of the white light or what, but Ye Shu's face is frighteningly pale.

Fang Meng walked over, picked up the water glass and tried it with the back of his hand against the wall of the glass. It felt cold, so he added some hot water from the water bottle on the side, and handed it to Ye Shu.

Ye Shu took the cup with his left hand, his arm trembling slightly, and after a while, Ye Shu lowered his head to drink the water.

Fang Meng remembered what he had seen before, and put his eyes on Ye Shu's right arm. After glancing at it, his face immediately turned bad, and he said fiercely, "Didn't I tell you not to harm yourself?! Ye Shu, you Can you think about others occasionally?!"

Ye Shu was drinking water with his head down, but he raised his head when he heard the words, his eyes were blank, and then he glanced at his right hand following Fang Meng's line of sight, and explained somewhat at a loss: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Fang Meng took two steps left and right angrily, then glared at Ye Shu and shouted, "Ye Shu, you fucking don't consider yourself a human being! Why do you let others treat you as a human being?!"

Ye Shu looked at him, opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

"Forget it." Seeing his low-browed and pleasing appearance, Fang Meng gave up half of his anger, "I'll contact the director of the orthopedics department, bear with it, it really hurts, and bite on a sterile towel in the drawer."

After finishing speaking, he walked out without waiting for Ye Shu's reaction.

Ye Shu gripped the cup tightly with the hand holding the cup, but his left hand was almost disabled, so he couldn't hold it tight no matter what.

His right hand was broken by Jiang Zhiyan, and he had no strength at all.

Ye Shu looked down at his two hands, but couldn't smile, and felt a pain in his chest when he pulled the corner of his mouth.

The hand hurts too, but what hurts even more is the feeling when Zhi Yan said mockingly, "You are really living in a dream".

- I will treat you well.

It turned out that it was just my dream.

It turned out that only in the dream would he treat me well.

The bones were reattached and a plaster was put on. Ye Shu was in a cold sweat from the pain, but he didn't yell out a word, which made Fang Meng want to yell for him when he was beside him.

The guy's lower lip was covered in blood from his bite.

Fang Meng wiped the sweat from Ye Shu's forehead with a tissue, hesitating whether to wipe his blood.

After the orthopedic director finished connecting the bones, he gave a few instructions not to get wet and not to touch randomly. Fang Meng supported Ye Shu and nodded, then led Ye Shu out.

His left hand twitched unconsciously. Ye Shu looked back at the iron sign in the orthopedics office, and then looked down at his right hand hanging around his neck.

"...Don't treat yourself like this next time." Seeing his pale face, Fang Meng knew that he was in pain, and he couldn't let him stop the pain, so he sighed softly.

Ye Shu listened to this sentence swollenly, then shook his head, "It's not me."

"Huh?" Fang Meng pushed open the door of the ward and let Ye Shu in first, but the man stood motionless behind him.

"Boss Jiang thinks I'm too delusional..." Ye Shu laughed at himself when he said that, "Teach me a lesson so that I can remember my identity."

Fang Meng froze for a moment, it's not that he has never seen Ye Shu's dejected appearance, but this time, Ye Shu seemed to have lost all his light.

It's like a person who discovers that the oasis is just a mirage in the desert, and then realizes that he is waiting to die.

Just wasting time waiting to die.

"Would you like to sleep?" Fang Meng watched Ye Shu sit back on the bed, hugging his knee with his left hand, huddled in the corner of the bed, his right hand stuck by his leg, and he looked ridiculous as he couldn't move around.

Ye Shu rested his chin on his knees, closed his eyes, and sighed, "...Fang Meng, can heroin relieve pain?"

Hearing this, Fang Meng's face turned pale. Seeing that Ye Shu was still expressionless with his eyes closed, Fang Meng was suddenly at a loss.

"I, I won't give you an injection." After a while, he stammered.

In return, Ye Shu chuckled.

"Is there any difference? Injection and non-injection? Are any of you sincere to me?" Ye Shu felt that the words were embarrassing, and he felt a little self-loathing after he finished speaking, "Forget it, it doesn't matter."

"Ye Shu..." Fang Meng took a few steps forward, trying to get closer to Ye Shu, but Ye Shu just glanced at him indifferently, and said in a low voice, "Just like Jiang Zhiyan, you didn't want to make me feel better."

You... all, like him, want to make me sad.

Knowing that he had no position to explain the heroin matter, Fang Meng was a little helpless, and after a few words of advice to take a good rest, he took the door out.

His right hand was in pain, and Ye Shu couldn't make it go away, so he could only use his left hand to hold himself tighter.

It seemed that, for so many years, there was not a single day that was not spent in pain.

It's just that I still can't get used to it, and I still want to cry in pain after a new injury.

……

Except for his right hand, Ye Shu's injuries were almost healed, thinking that staying in the hospital would cause trouble for others, so he went through the discharge procedures early in the morning.

What Fang Meng said yesterday didn't go through much brain thinking, and he said it after thinking about it, probably because he was dizzy from the pain, forget it, anyway, everyone's purpose is to make himself feel uncomfortable.

Standing alone at the entrance of the hospital, Ye Shu was a little dazed, he didn't want to go back to Jiang's house, and he didn't want to see Jiang Zhiyan.

"...Mom! Why are you like this! I told you to rest carefully, but you never listened to what I said! Look, the doctor said that you are overworked!" A girl passed by, side by side Scolding a lady next to her.

Ye Shu stared at them blankly.

"It's because I know you are there, so my mother is not in a hurry. Worrying is not worrying about you? You're still pissing me off."

"Bah. Look at how I will sue my dad when I go back!"

"Smelly girl, can you still scare me by telling your dad?!"

"It can." The girl stuck out her tongue with a frightened look on her face.

Ye Shu looked at it and suddenly felt a little sour, but he still laughed out of the corners of his mouth.

Five years have changed a lot. For example, the irises on the roadside have all been replaced by hibiscus flowers. For example, the prosperity of the old street has been defeated. For example, Jiang Zhiyan, he can't wait to kill Ye Shu now.

After Ye Shu walked for a while, he still came to Old Street.

Not daring to look at the wall, Ye Shu walked towards the abandoned playground.

Most of the game equipment was scrapped. Ye Shu looked at the swing standing in the center, walked over, and then sat on the swing, swinging his feet slightly off the ground.

The iron chain connecting the swing made a small "squeak—" sound.

Ye Shu held the iron chain with his left hand and shook it slightly.

"... Woo..." The swing was still swaying slightly, but Ye Shu couldn't help it.

The choking sound could not be stopped, and the tears wiped more and more, he was obviously a big man, always crying, always so embarrassing.

The squeak of the swing covered Ye Shu's sobs.

With one sound after another, Ye Shu felt that he was almost reaching his limit.

He wanted to die, but he also wanted to see his mother.

He misses her and wants her to live well.

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