Pain fetish

Chapter 59 The Little Bear Museum [First read Chapter 1]

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Qi Han had been lying on the bed for five days, most of the time he was in a state of half-drowsy and half-asleep, but now he was in good spirits, especially seeing Fu Ge and Xiao Jue sleeping so well on his bed, he naturally refused to waste time Go to sleep.

He first carefully stretched each corner of the quilt for the two of them, and then took out Fu Ge's hand that was under his cheek, lest he would numb himself in a while, and finally lay on Xiaojue's side, carefully Some pheromones are released for them to smell.

The pheromones of lisianthus flower are very specific, both attacking and soothing.

During Qi Han's heyday, he could suddenly increase the concentration of pheromone released by hundreds of times in a short period of time. The invisible coercion covered his body like a net of spikes, and he could not approach people within 50 meters.

But when it puts away its sharp thorns, the soft and distant fragrance is the most effective comfort to your partner. Even if Fu Ge can't smell the smell, he can still feel how gentle and fragrant the bellflower fragrance is covering his body.

Both babies, one big and one small, rubbed themselves comfortably on the pillows, especially Fu Ge, who felt that the familiar smell was nearby. He closed his eyes and wrinkled the tip of his little nose, searching for it with every breath.

Qi Han looked amused, put his finger in front of his nose and rubbed it, and asked in a low voice, "Are you looking for me?"

Little Beta didn't even open his eyelids, he just raised his hand to hook his fingers, placed them on his face, and then took a deep breath in satisfaction.

He didn't say anything superfluous, but used every tiny detail to tell Qi Han that he needed him all the time.

For Qi Han, being needed is the happiest thing, especially being needed by relatives and lovers.

Although most high-level alphas have undeniable bad roots and perverted possessiveness in their bones, they also have a strong sense of responsibility for their families and lovers. They will never cheat or betray. Instead, they will be like the alpha wolf guarding the wolf pack. Always accompany and protect by your family.

He has many things, but really wants very little.

This is the first time for a child to smell Qi Han's pheromones, but unexpectedly he is more sensitive than Fu Ge. Qi Han guesses that he may differentiate into alpha or omega in the future, but it doesn't matter whether it is A or O, Qi Han will treat him Take care of him as his own son.

Just thinking about it, the little guy yelled papa stickily, and the chubby hand next to his face scratched it uneasily, as if he was looking for something.

"Do you want your father?" Qi Han took Fu Ge's fingertips and placed them in his palm. The chubby hand quickly hugged his father's fingers and held them tightly.

Qi Han wanted to laugh, but just as he was about to get up, he heard the child close his eyes and yell again: "Silly papa... Hands and hands..."

Alpha was stunned for a moment, still in disbelief, "You want... me?"

He became nervous inexplicably, and even a little at a loss. He leaned over and half-lyed on the side of the bed, and put his index finger into the child's other hand very carefully. The moment he was hugged, his heart suddenly softened.

A young life, a soft palm, the trust and attachment from a child... These are things that Qi Han dare not even dream of.

Just a week ago, he had completely given up hope of living, and was ready to die alone, without even a single relic that could be buried with him.

But a week later, not only did his lover return to his side, but he also had a lovely and soft child, and a family of three that he dreamed of.

It seemed that the seven months of suffering were just a nightmare. When he woke up from the dream, the pain disappeared, and Fu Ge has been by his side since now, never suffering, and never separated.

He didn't get up until the child fell asleep again, and with warm palms, he smoothed Xiao Jue's forehead hair, and kissed that chubby cheek.

Thank you for not being afraid of me, thank you for being willing to be with Xiaoge and give me a home.

Turning off the flash, he took a group photo of the three of them with the faint light from the street lamp outside the window. The photo was naturally dim, and neither Fu Ge nor his face could be seen clearly, but the light seemed particularly interesting, and it happened to hit the child Grab their hands from left to right.

Qi Han cherished a kiss on the photo, and wrote a note with all the treasures——In the spring of the new year, I have my own family.

Fu Ge was tossed all afternoon by him, and went to bed without even eating dinner, fearing that he would be hungry when he woke up, so Qi Han planned to go downstairs to get something to eat for the two of them.

The place where he recuperates is Fu Ge's private club, which is more concealed and much safer. He is his own from inside to outside. He is still a death row prisoner, at least he must not go out to show his face until he recovers from his injury.

Going down from the special elevator to the first floor, there is a small kitchen around the corner. When Qi Han entered, the chef was making bone soup. The rich meaty aroma mixed with the sweetness of Chinese yam wafted all over the room, and he couldn't help but twitch his index finger.

"Hey, why are you here?" The chef respected him very much, bowed his body and said, "The soup will be ready tomorrow, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"No, I'll do it myself."

Qi Han took the apron and put it on skillfully, picked out some potatoes, and prepared to fry French fries for Fu Ge.

The chef at the side was stunned, and was quite surprised to see how skilled he was in chopping vegetables, "Is this for the young master?"

"No, for Mr. Little."

The chef frowned, "This is not edible. People who are recovering from a serious illness have to drink soup. How can they keep eating these messy junk foods?"

Qi Han was a little surprised: "Has he never asked you to make French fries?"

Chef: "No."

Qi Han was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, thinking that Fu Ge was too embarrassed to let people know about his childlike hobbies so he didn't mention it, but in fact little Beta didn't eat French fries again after he left.

Putting the processed potatoes into the pot, Qi Han's head was filled with the image of Fu Ge holding the plate of French fries and eating them up little by little. He told the chef: "Xiao Ge is a bit greedy and likes to eat these unscrupulous snacks. I'm not here You want to help him cook a little, not too much, Xiaodie is fine, if he eats too much, he won't like to eat anymore."

The chef touched his big belly and smiled very honestly: "People in their 20s still like to eat these children's chews. Mr. Xiao is quite interesting."

Qi Han also laughed, like a parent showing off his child, "Well, sometimes it seems that I don't grow up."

Wants to eat French fries but never takes the initiative to say so, loves to be coquettish but refuses to admit it, likes to listen to bedtime stories and always waits for Qi Han to find out...Obviously he is also naive, but he always pretends to be mature in front of him, wanting to protect him .

As long as Qi Han thinks of these things, his heart becomes unbelievably soft, and his whole heart becomes a container for collecting happiness, which Fu Ge pretends to be very full.

"It would be fine if I could never grow up forever. Being a young master for the rest of my life will not be humiliated like it was a few years ago." The chef thought of something and was speechless with emotion.

Qi Han paused, and his heart tightened suddenly, "You knew him before?"

"Yes, at that time I was doing odd jobs in a restaurant, and my husband was in charge of washing vegetables and dishes. He was eye-catching. After a few days, everyone knew that he was the son of Fu Zhenying who killed a thousand dollars in the news. The chef couldn't see it. The people in the back kitchen bullied him together."

Qi Han's lips trembled, as if someone had opened a big hole in his chest, the pain made him unable to breathe, "How...how did those people bully him?"

The chef took off his hat and threw it on the table, and said angrily, "What else can I do, it's just those shameless little tricks."

"Knowing that he has lung disease and is weak, he was deliberately made to do dirty and tiring work, such as dumping kitchen waste, carrying buckets of water upstairs and downstairs, peeling potatoes in cold water, and forcing him to do laundry for other kitchen helpers. He added vinegar and salt to his rice, sir, he was not yet nineteen at the time, he suffered too much.”

Fingertips pinched into the palm of his hand, Qi Han's red eyes blinked stiffly, and even his heart stopped beating, "You said that he had lung disease, he...he had lung disease...was he cured afterward?" ?”

"Lung disease burns money, how can he have money, he was bullied in the restaurant for a month, hemoptysis every day, it's finally time to get the salary to buy medicine, guess what?"

Qi Han held his breath subconsciously, his eyes were red: "What's wrong..."

"The major shareholder came to the restaurant for dinner and said that he was too thin and affected his appetite. The boss drove him away on the same day without giving him a penny!"

With a "clang" sound, the plate fell to the ground and shattered.

Alpha stood sluggishly behind a field of French fries, his hoarse voice seemed to tear his throat: "The restaurant... what's its name?"

The chef said, "Yuexiang."

A knife went straight into his heart, Qi Han opened his mouth and was completely stunned.

His memory is superb, and he can remember the details of most things that happened around him when he was not out of control. Because it rained that day, the car broke down, and his shoes were still wet with mud, so the impression was particularly deep.

Qi Han remembered that he was invited to inspect a restaurant, and from a distance, he saw a skinny man wearing a chef's hat huddled into a ball, as if malnourished, making people lose their appetite.

Normally, he wouldn't care about it at all, but that day he was in an extremely bad mood, deliberately picked a fault, pointed at that person and said, "In the future, you should also pay attention to your image when you invite people."

But he never expected that it was this sentence that made Fu Ge lose his hard-working job and the life-saving money he worked so hard to earn.

Does Little Beta know that he didn't recognize him?Do you know that you are just talking casually?Do you know that you didn't intend to cut off his last life-saving straw?

Qi Han had no way of knowing, and did not dare to ask for proof.

Lung disease can be fatal if it becomes serious. At that time, he had already coughed up blood frequently, and it would be incurable if it was delayed.

Fu Ge obviously also knew that his body was going to fail, so he worked desperately, no matter how hard or tired he was, he never gave up, and he never shed a single tear despite being humiliated and scolded by others.

It's not that gritty, he just doesn't want to die, he's just 19, he wants to be human again.

But Qi Han's words completely ruined his efforts.

The lover who broke his half life alive, but also snuffed out his last humble and pitiful hope.

Qi Han thought, what was Xiaoge thinking that day when he huddled behind his fat chef hat and stared at him, when he saw the boy he loved so deeply and didn't even leave him the last way to survive?

There should be only the question that has been hidden in my heart for many years: How can you... treat me so cruelly...

It was dark before his eyes, he slid on the ground like a deflated ball, the chef hurried over to help him with an exclamation, but Qi Han just pushed his hand away in a daze and said: "You go out first..."

He looked at the French fries on the ground and the potatoes soaked in water, and suddenly put his hand into the basin, and his fingertips were numb from the cold in just 5 minutes, but his little beta wanted to put his hands in cold water Soak all day.

That's the hand used to draw...

Normally, Qi Han would be reluctant to take heavy and hot things, but he suffered this kind of crime when he didn't know it, not just for a moment, but for two full years.

Such a delicate person, how can he grit his teeth to persevere...

Did he ever beg for money when he was kicked out?

Did he beg others to let him go when he was being bullied?

When he was dying of hemoptysis again and again but he didn't even have the money to buy medicine, did he ever ask God not to torture him anymore?

When he saw Qi Han sitting in a high-end restaurant eating meals that he could not afford for a month's salary with disgust on his face, did he ever think about asking him to save him?

There should be none, at least not the last one.

Because his lung disease even fell during the fourteen days of imprisonment, how could a person who was abused until he had nightmares all night beseech his own executioner...

Qi Han thought that he was more vicious than those chefs who bullied him. At least they didn't kill Fu Ge, but he wanted him to die twice in a row.

The knife inserted into the chest pierced through the heart, bleeding profusely, Qi Han tremblingly picked up the fragments on the ground, his fingertips were scratched several times without realizing it.

The mist blurred his eyes, a tear came out of his empty pupils, Alpha suddenly coughed violently, he clutched his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Endless remorse cut his head like a steel wire, and his whole body was roasted in a sea of ​​knives and fire. He would never be able to forgive the crimes he committed. His heart was like duckweed floating on the water, and there was no possibility of landing again.

Qi Han fried another plate of French fries and took it back upstairs. His movements were very mechanical throughout the whole process, like a robot without eyes, stiff and dull.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw an unexpected person in the corridor. Qi Chuan looked at the plate in his hand and smiled helplessly, "Talk?"

"Long story short, it's time for them to wake up."

Qi Chuan nodded, and gave him a stack of old drawing paper, "Let's have a look."

Qi Han flipped through a few pages, all of which were sketches with messy lines, some could barely be seen as a man, and some were just a black mess, "Is this drawn by Xiao Ge?"

"Well, the month I found him, he drew his own father."

Qi Han's eyes were blank for a moment, "Why are you so..."

"Chaos?" Qi Chuan helped him complete the last word, "Because he doesn't remember what his biological father looked like."

"He lost his father since he was a child, and he doesn't have many memories about his father in his head. He relies on some old photos and toys at home to distract his thoughts. But after Fu Zhenying was arrested, the police only gave him one day to take away his things."

Hearing this, Qi Han suddenly raised his eyes and heard Qi Chuan say, "Thanks to you, he didn't make it back, he lost everything."

"No. 34, Linchuan Road, is your father's cemetery, right?" Qi Chuan looked at the sleeping man in the ward, and said, "In the past few years, I've taken him there countless times secretly. I have to sit in front of Mr. Qi's tomb for a while after you leave, do you want to know why?"

Qi Han has already been stupid for a long time, every bone and flesh in his whole body is numb with pain, and his breath is full of fire: "Why...why?"

Qi Chuan said, "Because he couldn't find his father's tomb."

"Perhaps you still remember the last day when he was imprisoned by you five years ago, he asked you to let him see Fu Zhenying even if he promised to accompany him for a drink?"

Qi Han couldn't speak anymore, he just blinked in a daze, his bloodshot eyes seemed to be bursting.

Qi Chuan spoke calmly, and gave him the most fatal blow, "Because only Fu Zhenying in this world knows where his father is buried, Xiao Ge begged you so humblely, just to find out where his father is buried."

"But, you broke your promise."

"He failed to keep the last thing his father left him, because he was imprisoned by you at the time of the only day limit. He tried countless times to draw a portrait of his father, but because of those painful experiences, he could never pick up the pen again. He put Your father respects and worships as his own father, because he can no longer find out where his father is."

Qi Chuan straightened his collar, turned around, and said the last sentence to him squarely: "I don't know what happened that night to make Xiaoge forgive you again, but the Qi family has always respected his decision."

"When he had an accident five years ago, my grandfather and I were one step late. If you dare to hurt him again five years later, I will risk my life."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving only a small brocade box for Qi Han.

Qi Han collapsed on the ground, leaning on the wall with one hand and propping up the ground with the other, the blood and sweat oozing from his mouth became a dirty ball at the corner of his mouth.

His bloodshot eyes stared forward in a daze, his whole body was so numb that he could no longer be described as a walking dead, it was like a mass of bloody meat that had been crushed and stuck together.

The brocade box was opened with an exquisite crystal key, and a note with the room number was pressed under it. Qi Han dragged himself step by step to the door of the room, poked the key in, and opened the door.

With just one glance, he froze in place.

Bears, all bears, lots and lots of bears...

The walls of the room are covered with pink bears, all kinds of bear dolls cover the floor, and there are three full circles of display shelves around the walls.

Qi Han could tell at a glance that all the memories on it were his and Fu Ge's memories.

High school blue and white school uniform, math class notes, Fu Ge's random graffiti of two people holding hands, little Beta and others, his favorite pomegranate-flavored sparkling water when he was playing basketball, and a hawthorn flower that has been made into a specimen... …

Next to it is a brand new picture album. When you open the first page, you can see a boy playing basketball in the sunset. On the fold in the lower right corner, there are exactly the same small characters——

"He is obviously the tallest alpha in the game, but in my eyes, he looks like a bear holding a honey pot when holding a basketball. I like Ahan's first day, he is very cute."

The date was seven years ago in late summer, the day they fell in love with each other at first sight.

The picture book that says 3.11 is just Fu Ge's cover-up, and this picture book is the real gift that Little Beta gave him.

When he hated to the extreme, he burned Qi Han's relics, and after getting back together, he spent five days replenishing all his remaining memories.

After flipping through the last page of the picture album, Qi Han slid down the door panel as if he lost his strength, and suddenly something fell from above his head, which was exactly the same wooden sign as the one hanging in 404 of Shengde Hospital.

On it, Fu Ge carved a line of small characters with a carving knife——

The Little Bear Museum, for my beloved husband, may he have no pain for the rest of his life, and the years will be smooth.

The tearful alpha hugged his legs, buried his face in his knees, and shattered the night with suppressed sobs. He clutched the album tightly, his voice hoarse from the pain: "Brother..."

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It's a showdown, I like some dramas where hzc reveals the unknown pain and confesses afterward, the old ailments are uprooted. ?(ˊ?ˋ*)

Please Daga, Lian Pain is rushing to the list, if there are extra starfish and comments, can you throw some for the young couple???