After kicking the slag attack, he was watched by the boss

Chapter 49 The Lonely Indus

Ye Rong tossed and tried a few times from morning to night, and was kicked out every time before seeing anyone.

The whole person was getting more and more depressed, and he couldn't figure out how he could kick him from heaven to hell just by waking up.

Ye Sheng carried him back to the hospital bed, forbidding him to do any more useless work, and persuaded him: "You and him are not people from the same world. The intersection with him was just an accident, and now we are just returning to the normal track of each other's lives."

Ye Rong curled up in a ball and nestled in the quilt, with a weary expression and drooping eyes, like a child who was robbed of his beloved candy, he couldn't tell if he was wronged or sad.

He slowly struggled to turn his back, grabbed the corner of the quilt and covered his face.

Ye Sheng watched incomprehensibly from the side, and after a while, he walked over to push his hand away, but when he really saw Ye Rong secretly wiping his tears, he felt a sense of impatience against his heart and lungs. He couldn't swallow or spit it out.

He knows exactly what kind of person Ye Rong is. In the past, he could not shed a tear despite all the hardships. Even Xu Jue, who seemed to give up his obsession, never cried from the beginning to the end.

But at this moment, he was crying so distressingly that he couldn't make a sound, and could only tremble and hold his breath, letting the tears wet his face.

And it was only because the man whom he had known only so long had forgotten about him.

It turned out that Ye Rong's tears were not for suffering and resentment, but for his sincere love.

It turns out that Ye Rong has reached such a point of no return to that man surnamed Fu.

He sat on the edge of the bed and took out a paper towel to wipe away the tears on Ye Rong's face little by little in silence. After wiping, he crumpled up the paper and held it in his palm.

"You like him, no...you fell in love with him?" Ye Sheng asked.

Ye Rong raised his eyes, there was still a pool of unshed tears in the slightly red eye sockets, as if they would fall down like transparent beads and hit his heart in the blink of an eye.

Ye Sheng wanted to reach out to pick it up in an instant, and in a daze, he saw Ye Rong's determination that there was no way he would be wrong after tears.

Yes, I'm in love with him, he deserves it.

He answered silently to the point that it was almost deafening. Under Ye Sheng's calm expression, his palms were full of sweat and quietly soaked the tissue that was stained with Ye Rong's tears, as if his heavy and hopeless but crumpled heart.

Ye Sheng sighed lightly like breathing, didn't say anything, just raised his hand and stroked his hair, at this moment, it seemed that his identity was reversed, as if Ye Sheng was the tough and mature brother, and he was comforting his hurt by love. brat.

"Want to listen to poetry? Go to sleep when you're tired, and I'll read poetry to you, okay?"

Ye Sheng seldom has such a gentle moment, putting away the sharp edges and corners, like a jug of warm water sprinkled in the heart, slowly flowing through the painful wound, and also like a quiet and silent harbor, no matter how miserable the night is, it can always make people feel refreshed. A corner of habitat.

At this time, Ye Rong, who was fragile and panicked, could hardly refuse him like this. He sucked his nose, choked up uncontrollably, and nodded towards Ye Sheng.

The setting sun is setting and the twilight is about to rise. It seems that there is a heavy mist lingering on the branches of the sycamore tree by the window.

Ye Sheng tucked the quilt up for him, and sat on the edge of the bed, as if a faint mist fell on his shoulders, turning into a lush but lonely parasol tree.

"Many years, before the icebergs formed

fish had surfaced

sunk for many years

……

train on bridge

season by season

Starting from the small station in the field

stay for every tree

Bloom and bear fruit, for many years. "

Ye Rong was coaxed to sleep by his bewitching tone countless times, leaving him awake for a long time in silence.

But if Ye Rong could wake up from the dream and see Ye Sheng's face even once, he would know that the child he saved back then had grown up early, and he was holding the most pious and pure heart in the world. Deep in the corner of care.

He doesn't fight or snatch, doesn't envy or beg, he only wants Ye Rong to be happy and happy, just like the consummation he should have within reach.

Ye Sheng shook his head, not knowing whether he felt sad for Ye Rong or for himself.

Thousands of turbulent thoughts finally left only one sentence, "Don't be afraid, I will always be by your side."

[The author has something to say: The poem is Bei Dao's "Many Years"

I hate it so much, why can I only have such a short daily watch!Let’s save up, everyone, who made me a useless rookie]