After wearing a paranoid bamboo horse of abusive male protagonists

Chapter 26

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Do you like your brother?

"Brother, does it hurt?"

After taking a bath, Lu Yanchen changed his dressing. He took off the gauze, leaving a circle of obvious bloodstains and light yellow tissue fluid on the white gauze. Apply finely to wounds in Song and Qing Dynasties.

Song Qingshi's wound no longer oozes blood, but its color is darker than when it was just injured, like a plum blossom blooming in the snow, it is shockingly red.

Lu Yanchen unconsciously moved lightly, and stopped to observe his reaction every time he applied it, as if what was in front of him was a fragile and rare treasure, and a little carelessness would cause damage.

"It doesn't hurt." Song Qingshi's eyelashes trembled like fluttering butterfly wings. Although Lu Yanchen was careful enough, when the cotton swab dipped in the liquid medicine touched his wound, he still inevitably had some weak reactions , breathing paused from time to time, and his throat made a light hum like a kitten.

Every time Lu Yanchen saw his expression of enduring pain, he couldn't help but feel distressed, and then he complained: "Who made you so careless, you can fall even when you run, and you won't fall on the ground when you walk in the future, right?" ..." Although there were some complaints in his mouth, his attack was lighter than before.

Song Qingshi couldn't help but smiled slightly, and whispered: "I'm not so useless..."

When Lu Yanchen applied the medicine to him, he stared at his face unscrupulously, from his handsome face to his broad shoulders, to his knuckle fingers.

He knew that he was extremely despicable, so he took advantage of Chen Chen's kindness to him and acted weak in front of him, but so what, he just liked Chen Chen to put all his eyes on him, whenever his eyes were not on himself When the body is on someone else, his heart will be scratched with jealousy, and he has to do something to attract his attention back. He just likes to see Chenchen feel a headache for himself and helpless.

Lu Yanchen glanced at him and said, "You're still laughing, it doesn't hurt you to fall, right? Why are you becoming more and more like a child..."

Song Qingshi still looked at him with a smile, and he remembered that when he was a child, Chenchen helped him change his medicine like this.

It was in the third grade of elementary school. Lu Chenglin bought a bicycle for the two of them, and took them to a nearby park to practice cycling every weekend. In fact, he was the one who practiced most of the time.

Because Chenchen rode a bicycle fast and well for the first time, as proficient as a veteran who has ridden for many years. At that time, Song and Qing saw that he rode so easily, and thought that the bicycle was easy to ride, so he also learned to ride a bicycle. Looking at him, she got into the car and was about to put her foot on the pedal.

But as soon as he stepped on the pedal with his first foot, the bicycle tilted to one side and almost fell. Fortunately, Chen Chen and his uncle supported him. Only then did he realize that the bicycle was not as easy as he thought. It's just that Chenchen rode too well.

It seems that no matter what Chen Chen does, he is fast and good. It is rare for him to fail. In comparison, his elder brother seems to be much clumsy. Everything is better than myself, but at the same time, I can't help but rely on him.

He never told Chenchen about these dark thoughts in his heart, he was afraid that Chenchen would hate him.

During that time, Chenchen accompanied him to practice driving every weekend. Of course, his uncle was also there, but his uncle obviously didn't have the patience of Chenchen, and most of the time he just watched from the sidelines. Afraid that he would fall, he helped him to help the car every time.

However, this also caused him to practice for a few weeks without making any progress. Later, his uncle couldn't stand it anymore, and said to let Chenchen take a rest, and he came to help him with the car. Of course, Song Qingshi would not refuse.

Uncle is an adult, so he is naturally more stable than Chen Chen. At first, he rode well, but after a while, he realized that something was wrong. He looked back and found that the uncle who had helped him with the bike just now was gone. It disappeared, so I panicked and fell down.

It was also when he fell on his knee that time. Seeing him wrestling, Lu Chenglin explained with some embarrassment: "Isn't it just to let you learn to ride a bicycle quickly? This is how you learn to ride a bicycle. You can learn after falling a few times..." But looking at the silent condemnation eyes of the two children, he still carried Song Qingshi to the hospital to treat the wound.

The fall in the Song and Qing Dynasties was much more serious than this time, and a slap-sized wound was worn on his knee. The ground of the park was much rougher than the school playground. The rough stones scratched his delicate skin, and some fine sand The stone was embedded in his flesh, and it hurt to the point of looking at it.

Although the wound looked hideous at that time, I don't know if it was too much pain or something. I didn't feel much pain, but my knee was burning, like being scalded. In fact, he didn't want to cry.

But the tears couldn't be held back, so he sat in the hospital and kept crying. Lu Yanchen thought he was in severe pain, and coaxed him in distress and at a loss: "Brother, don't cry, we won't learn to drive anymore... ..."

So I bought that bicycle for a few years, and now basically only Lu Yanchen is riding it. Although he has learned it one after another, he is still not very proficient.

After that injury, Lu Yanchen basically helped him change the dressing. He was the same at that time as now. Every time he applied the medicine, he was careful not to hurt him. Whenever he trembled his eyelashes and said it hurt, he would Leaning slightly, he blew on his knee, then raised his head and said to him, "It won't hurt anymore, brother, do you still hurt?"

I don't know if this method is really effective or his psychological effect. Every time Lu Yanchen finishes blowing, he feels as if the pain is really gone, it's like magic.

Under the soft incandescent light, Song Qingshi's eyes swept across his face frame by frame like a lens. He especially liked to watch Chenchen lower his head to work. Whenever this time he was very focused and serious, even he Even the blatant eyes can't detect it, and it's so dull that it makes people feel cute.

Song Qingshi stared at his face for a moment, then suddenly shook his injured leg, and his voice trembled a little: "Chenchen, it hurts..."

Lu Yanchen glanced at him in surprise, he was careful enough, did he still hurt him, he blamed himself, in order to comfort him, he leaned down and blew lightly on his knee, slightly cooling The wind blew past Song Qingshi's wound, making his heart tremble. He lowered his head to hide his blushing, and his voice was so soft that it seemed to be squeezed out: "Well... it doesn't hurt now..."

Lu Yanchen stood up and glanced at him with a smile, patted his head lightly, then turned around to clean up the medicine, gauze and so on on the table.

At this time, he suddenly felt that the clothes behind him were being grabbed. He turned his head and saw Song Qingshi lowered his head, his face turned to one side, and the ear facing him was already bleeding red, and he said awkwardly: " Can I sleep with you tonight?"

As if he was afraid that he would not agree, he added a special sentence: "The legs are inconvenient..."

Lu Yanchen didn't doubt his intentions at all, and said bluntly, "Okay."

Song Qingshi flicked his eyelids up and down behind him a few times, and he took advantage of Chen Chen's tolerance and innate tenderness for him again without guilt.

Sometimes he feels like a plant rooted in Lu Yanchen, absorbing nutrients from him and maintaining his growth. This kind of relationship is very unhealthy, but once he is to be stripped off, he will soon be like a tree from the soil. Quickly withers and dies.

He remembered that when they were in the fifth grade, on his birthday, Chenchen gave him a copy of "The Little Prince". In the book, the little prince had a delicate rose, and he needed the little prince to water and fertilize him every day. , catching insects, he felt that the relationship between himself and Chen Chen was a bit like the little prince and the rose.

But he is not a rose, he is a vine, because he will not let Chen Chen leave him, he will tie him firmly to his side, so that he cannot leave himself.

At night, Song Qingshi hugged Lu Yanchen's waist and fell asleep smelling his unique fragrance. Chenchen must not know what kind of mood he was in when he hugged him to sleep, and he must not know. Secretly kissed off the undried sweat on his collarbone.

……

Because of Song Qingshi's injury in the past few days, Lu Yanchen took care of Song Qingshi to the point of meticulous care. He not only helped him up and down the stairs, but also went with him to the toilet at school, for fear that something might happen to him. Those who knew knew that he had scratched his skin, but those who didn't know thought he had broken his leg and couldn't take care of himself.

Even the classmates who were used to being so close to them in the class were amazed. Huang Tingting couldn't help calling Song Qingshi: "Are you a princess? I'm afraid this treatment can match that of a princess!"

Song Qingshi's face was reddish, but it was not too much.

Although the two of them stayed together almost all the time except for class, there were times when they couldn't stay together.

Because Song Qingshi injured his leg, Lu Yanchen was worried that he would be inconvenient to move, so he consulted with the head teacher so that he would not have to participate in the exercises between classes.

So in the past few days, Song Qingshi had obtained the right not to participate in the inter-class exercises, but Lu Yanchen still had to participate.

So when it was time for exercises between classes, Song Qingshi was the only one left in the classroom.

He did his homework in his seat for a while, and felt a little bored, probably because he had been with Chenchen these days, and once he was not by his side, his heart would be empty.

He couldn't help but look back at Lu Yanchen's desk, thinking that he hadn't sat on Chenchen's desk much, so he limped towards his seat.

He sat down in front of Lu Yanchen's desk, recalling Lu Yanchen's appearance in class, he couldn't help laughing.

Although Chenchen's attitude towards study is quite casual, he is still a good student on the whole, and he doesn't make noise or sleep in class.

Even if he was distracted, he would just look out of the window with his chin resting on his back, or lower his eyes without knowing what he was thinking. Even if the teacher found out that he was distracted, he would not say anything about him. Who made him the number one in the class.

Chenchen is also a very casual person in life. Although he is good at cooking, he is not very good at tidying up. His desks will not always be neatly organized like Song Qingshi, but it will not make people feel Sloppy, but things are placed a little haphazardly.

Song Qingshi and him are complementary in this aspect. He is not as good at cooking as Lu Yanchen, but he can clean up better than him.

He has some obsessions with tidying up, for example, the bed must be made until there is no wrinkle, and the books on the desk must be neatly stacked. He is used to everything being in order.

So at this moment, seeing that Lu Yanchen's desk was a little messy, he couldn't help but want to help him tidy it up. He put the ballpoint pens scattered on the desk into the pencil case, and put together the half-written exercise book with the others. The exercise books were put together, and just as he was about to put his textbook with the other textbooks, suddenly a piece of paper floated down from the back of the textbook.

The white, A4-sized paper was torn in half, and there were traces of being pressed by fingernails where it was torn.

That's why it was torn up so neatly, with a line written on it: Lu Yanchen, after school in the afternoon, I will wait for you at the third last tree in the grove. I have something to tell you, you must come here!

The handwriting is neat, as if written by a girl.

So, what do the above words mean? Does the owner of this piece of paper want to confess to Chen Chen?

However, there was no signature on it, because I was not sure whether Chen Chen would go to the grove, so I kept it in advance.

After all, if Chen Chen didn't go, she would reveal her identity in advance, and it would be embarrassing to meet her. That's why her address was written in such detail, as long as she went, she would know who she was.

Quite smart, I don't know if Chenchen has read this note.

He probably hadn't read it. If Chen Chen had read this note, he wouldn't have put it on the table. It should have been placed on the table or in his pocket.

Song Qingshi's eyes were deep. At this moment, the exercises between classes were over, and the footsteps of students could be heard outside the classroom one after another. Song Qingshi retracted his fingers, and the piece of paper immediately turned into a ball of paper. He walked to the trash can in the corner of the classroom, threw the ball of paper into the trash can with a calm face, and then returned to his seat as if nothing had happened before the classmates returned to the classroom.

He knew that this note didn't mean anything, Chenchen saw that there was a high probability that he would do what the girl wanted, go to the place designated by the girl after school, and then politely refuse her.

It's just that there is a very small probability that after Chenchen went to the grove, he felt that the girl was not bad.

Although he won't immediately agree to date her, he will leave a good impression on him. If we gradually deepen our relationship in the future, it's not impossible to fall in love with that girl...

The reason why the little prince fell in love with his rose at first glance was because there was only one rose on his planet at the beginning.

If his planet is full of flowers as soon as it blooms, the little prince may not like his roses, or other roses, after all, his roses are no different from other roses.

He and Chenchen are not the same, Chenchen treats him like this because they grew up together, and because he was the one who came to their house seven years ago.

If it was not him but another child who came to Chenchen's house seven years ago, according to Chenchen's personality, he would also be kind to that person.

At the end of the day, he, like Rose, is not irreplaceable.

But just as the little prince is unique to Rose, so is Chen Chen who is unique and irreplaceable to him.

If he had come to someone else's house instead of Chenchen's house seven years ago, would anyone in that family have treated him like Chenchen?

Most likely not.

After all, he was special to Chenchen because they had spent seven years together, but besides him, other people would appear in Chenchen's life.

If there is such a person who also spent some time with Chenchen, that person may also be special to Chenchen...

Therefore, the only thing he can do is try to keep others from appearing in front of his courtiers. If the little prince cannot see other roses, his rose will always be unique.

Therefore, even if there is only a one-in-ten-thousandth probability, he must extinguish the one-in-ten-thousandth flame.

"Hey, Song Qingshi, why did you get to the classroom so soon...you didn't do exercises?" The first student who ran into the classroom was a little surprised when he saw Song Qingshi, there was someone who ran faster than him, but soon In response, he didn't do exercises.

Song Qingshi smiled at him, "The teacher said that I don't need to go for a few days."

"Oh, that……"

A few minutes later, Lu Yanchen and other students returned to the classroom one after another. The first thing Lu Yanchen did when he returned to the classroom was to ask him if he felt uncomfortable and if he needed help.

Song Qingshi shook his head, expressing that he didn't need any help, he glanced at him, and said: "Just now when you were away, I tidied up the desk for you." He stared at the change of expression on his face, just now he guessed that Chenchen Nine out of ten have not read that note.

But he wasn't [-]% sure, right now he was honest with him that he had tidied his desk, and if he had seen that note, he would have asked himself if he had seen that note.

However, Lu Yanchen obviously didn't escape his guess. He really didn't read the note. After hearing him tidy up his desk, he smiled embarrassedly: "Is my desk too messy?"

Song Qingshi shook his head, saying that he was just on a whim.

After the two chatted for a few more words, Lu Yanchen returned to his seat. Just in case, Song Qingshi followed him from the corner of his eye. Seeing that he was not looking around for anything, he was chatting with the surrounding students in a natural manner. , and then he breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that he really didn't know the existence of that note.

When they came home from school in the afternoon, the two went home together. When they walked out of the teaching building, Song Qingshi inadvertently glanced in the direction of the grove. A personal shadow, Song Qingshi's lips showed a smile inadvertently.

……

Lu Yanchen found the recent Song Qingshi a little strange, obviously his leg injury has almost healed.

But he still pesters him to sleep with him every day. Besides, he now especially likes to come to him to ask questions when get out of class is over, and almost comes to him during the break time of every class.

No, just after class, I saw Song Qingshi coming over with an exercise book.

The students around couldn't help booing: "Song Qingshi, are you looking for your brother again?"

"Leave us alone, we are so powerful and still so cursive, how can we mortals live..."

"I'm really convinced of you two brothers. A few days ago, Lu Yanchen went to look for you every day, but now that his injury is healed, you go to him every day..."

"Haha, you two stick together every day, and the girls in the class are afraid to come to you..."

"They really want to look for it, but Xueba won't give it a chance..."

Even Lu Yanchen's tablemate Zhou Xinyu couldn't help but join in the fun, put his arm on his shoulder, he glanced at Song Qingshi, raised the corners of his lips and said: "Xueba, you don't come here every day just to occupy your younger brother His?"

There was no expression on Song Qingshi's face, but his eyes stayed on him for a long time, and then his eyes drifted to the arm on Lu Yanchen's shoulder.

Lu Yanchen was keenly aware that he was upset, he shrugged his shoulders, signaled Zhou Xinyu to take his arms away, and warned the students around him: "Don't make fun of my brother."

Zhou Xinyu didn't intend to move his arm away, he stared at Song Qingshi's face, and said playfully, "Why, you don't like me treating your brother like this, are you angry?"

Song Qingshi stared at him gravely, with no expression on his face.

His appearance meant that he was very angry, and Lu Yanchen shouted in a low tone: "Zhou Xinyu!"

Only then did Zhou Xinyu take his arm away, and said carelessly: "Don't be like this, just kidding, let me listen to your lecture, maybe I can get a few more points in the exam next time."

Only then did Song Qingshi look away from him, and sat down in the empty seat in front of Lu Yanchen, asking him to help with the presentation.

However, the atmosphere of this lecture was obviously not as good as the previous ones, because Zhou Xinyu interrupted from time to time, Song Qingshi's body pressure was a little low, this time he did not persist until the end of the class, and left.

As soon as Song Qingshi left, Lu Yanchen lowered his face, turned around and asked Zhou Xinyu: "Zhou Xinyu, what do you mean?"

In fact, Zhou Xinyu and him have always had a good relationship, not only because of being at the same table, but because Lu Yanchen passed through from a college student in his previous life, and is still a junior high school student. In his opinion, the people around him, including Song Qingshi, are sometimes quite Childish, Zhou Xinyu is one of the few children who makes him feel quite mature, and the two of them chatted quite well.

But today he didn't know what medicine he took wrongly, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he deliberately provoke Song Qingshi.

Hearing his question, Zhou Xinyu raised his eyebrows, instead of answering his words, he asked him instead: "Lu Yanchen, don't you think your brother is too possessive of you?"

"Also, don't you think you're a bit overprotective of your brother? He's your brother, one year older than you, and he's not a child anymore. Don't you think your attitude towards your brother is not like treating a brother? But a three-year-old who doesn't understand anything?"

Lu Yanchen was stunned for a moment. Was he overprotective? Maybe it was a little bit. After all, he was facing Song Qingshi when he was seven years old. Don't dare to say more, if you feel uncomfortable, you will just be bored in your heart, and if you are bullied, you will just keep silent.

From then on, in his subconscious mind, Song Qingshi was an existence that must be protected, otherwise he would be injured.

Now seven years have passed, Song Qingshi has grown from seven to 14 years old, but 14 years old is still very young, doesn't it still need protection, Lu Yanchen doesn't think there is anything wrong with his actions.

Lu Yanchen turned his head to look at Zhou Xinyu, frowned and said, "But does what you said have anything to do with how you treated my brother just now?"

Zhou Xinyu laughed suddenly, he leaned close to Lu Yanchen, and said suddenly: "If I say I like your brother, what will you do?"

Lu Yanchen's heart tightened suddenly.

After Song Qingshi returned to his seat, Ye Xiaonan, who was at the same table, turned to look at him, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

He and Ye Xiaonan didn't know each other well. Although they were at the same table, neither of them was a talkative person. They were usually absorbed in doing their own things, and rarely interacted with each other. I don't know why they suddenly came to him today?

I saw Ye Xiaonan looking around, as if he was on guard for something, after a while, he lowered his head, tore off half a page from the draft book, and wrote something on it.

Afterwards, he moved the paper to Song Qingshi and motioned him to read it.

Song Qingshi took the piece of paper and looked at it, only to see it said: Do you like your brother?

Song Qingshi's heart tightened suddenly.

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