Injured people will always be treated preferentially, such as Duan Yelin.
It was rare for Xu Hang to take care of him so closely, helping him change his bandage, changing his clothes, and even washing him. But if Duan Yelin hadn’t touched him, there would probably be fewer slap marks on his face.
In the afternoon, Xu Hang brought a basin of water into the room, and soon some intriguing sounds were heard, occasionally with some suppressed angry voices.
“You’re injured, why don’t you control yourself?”
“You’re the one who’s hanging around in front of me, making me uneasy.”
There was a “pah” sound, it was a painless slap, and then through the paper-pasted window, one could vaguely see a figure sitting on Duan Yelin with a suppressed expression. The lines of his back were so unique, and the thin blanket in his hand covered the connected area.
Xu Hang’s eyes were a little dull, and Duan Yelin coaxed him by letting him be on top since he had difficulty walking. When he saw his white neck, he leaned over and kissed it.
Why does s*xual desire exist in this world? Xu Hang gradually understood it.
When you leave red marks and bruises on a body as white as paper, you will feel that all those unbearable things are your own signature. The contact of flesh can make people forget the souls that are not attached together in the overwhelming pleasure.
S*xual desire gives people the illusion of being in love. S*xual desire covers up everything, makes people forget time, and indulge in it.
It would be redundant to think about it further. It is just right to get deep into it. Only with a beginning, a development, a climax, and an ending, and a connection between the previous and the next, can the emotions be vivid.
It was just one show, and that’s all. Duan Yelin fell asleep hugging Xu Hang from behind. However, neither of them was too extreme, so they did not fall into a deep sleep. Instead, they were unusually awake.
Looking at the back of Xu Hang’s head, Duan Yelin thought that Qiao Daosang had already set out for Shucheng. The round trip and investigation would probably take a month.
So, the peace they have now will only last for at most a month?
So he hugged Xu Hang tightly and said in a friendly tone, “Shaotang, have you thought about the future?”
“What future?”
“I always think that I can’t wait until the war is over. I just want to retire and return to the countryside. You should continue to be a physician, and I should stop being a commander. How about opening a martial arts school?”
“Martial arts school?”
“It will be next to your medical hall. If any of my students are injured or lame, they will be sent directly to your place. Well… I will buy you another piece of land and plant your favorite two-color peony flowers, alright? I promise it will be more beautiful than the one in Qiyuan. Your house must have a window facing the bamboo forest and another facing the lotus pond. The roof beams must be carved with ginkgo wood, and the incense burner must always be burning rhinoceros horn incense…”
Duan Yelin’s voice seemed to be soaked in hot spring water, flowing into the ears, making people think of that peaceful scene: “…Fortunately, you don’t like children. If you like them in the future, that’s fine too. You can recruit many little medicine boys, but I am not good at taking care of children, so you can’t count on me. I will do everything I can for you if there is anything else you want. We can live like this for the rest of our lives, isn’t it good?”
The more Duan Yelin spoke, the more he buried his face in Xu Hang’s shoulders and rubbed them, his hands tightening, as if Xu Hang would suddenly turn into foam and fly away.
Xu Hang didn’t dare to say anything or answer. He didn’t want to admit that the scene Duan Yelin described for him actually made him extremely moved.
In the darkness, he rested his head on Duan Yelin’s arm, his eyes wide open, staring at the bright crack in the door in front of him. His heart was so moved that for a moment he almost forgot about taking revenge on Zhang Yaochen.
There was a voice calling out urgently in Xu Hang’s ear, telling him to promise him, promise him, to stop it, to stop it… the voice was so poisonous that it invaded his meridians and almost made him give up his rationality.
He shook his head, thrust his face into the quilt, and covered his ears.
Duan Yelin was behind him, kissing his hair—
Doctors came in and out of the Zhang family manor, batch after batch. It was said that the next doctor would be a foreign doctor.
Everyone is working hard for the health of the young master of the Zhang family.
Zhang Xiuming, who had been lying in bed, had been awake for two days. Everyone was anxiously waiting for his rage and his collapse after knowing that he was disabled. Unexpectedly, he did not say a word and just stayed quietly like this for two days.
Every time the maid went in, she saw him staring at the ceiling for a long time without blinking, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Everyone whispered that Zhang Xiuming was completely stupid and had gone crazy because he couldn’t accept reality.
This Zhang family might be doomed.
Zhang Yinxi, who had always had a deep relationship with Zhang Xiuming, was too embarrassed to see Zhang Xiuming until two days later, when she cried for a while at his bedside while he was asleep, and then Zhang Xiuming grabbed her hand.
“Little Sister…”
Zhang Yinxi lowered her head. She didn’t dare tell her brother and father about the mistake she had made. She also didn’t know how to comfort her brother with simple words. She could only shed tears silently.
“Little Sister… don’t cry.” Zhang Xiuming couldn’t bear to see his sister cry, so he smiled. Although the pain from his leg was very real, he always felt a little dazed, as if the leg was still there. He reached out and touched the tears on Zhang Yinxi’s face and asked, “Do you still remember Ah Qi?”
Ah Qi, Zhang Yinxi was stunned when he heard this name. This was the servant who had accompanied Zhang Xiuming in school since he was a child, but he had died eight or nine years ago.
The death was particularly tragic, with no complete body, but pieces scattered all over the place. She only knew that from that time on, Zhang Xiuming became very fond of collecting people’s bones and flesh.
Zhang Xiuming didn’t wait for Zhang Yinxi’s answer and started talking: “I seem to have always liked bullying Ah Qi, and he has always been afraid of me. No matter what I do, he always obeys me and never dares to resist me. Until one day, he said he wanted to go back to his hometown… he said he wanted to marry Ah Yu, the neighbor who grew up with him. I didn’t allow it, and he resisted me for the first time.”
Closing his eyes, Zhang Xiuming remembered how Ah Qi’s eyes, which had always been aggrieved, suddenly became firm and said no to him.
At that time, he probably felt that his authority was challenged and was very angry, so he locked Ah Qi in the room with chains.
On the first day, he took Ah Qi, and Ah Qi almost died in bed due to bleeding; on the second day, he beat Ah Qi, but Ah Qi did not beg for mercy; on the third day, he asked someone to kill Ah Yu and threw the body in front of Ah Qi; on the fourth day, Ah Qi smiled and said that he was willing to stay with Zhang Xiuming.
On the fifth day, Zhang Xiuming unlocked his handcuffs. Ah Qi chopped off his two feet and one left hand with a knife. Covered in blood, he said to him in a mysterious voice, “You destroyed me, so… everything you think is good about me… I will destroy it all for you to see.”
Then he lit a small gasoline barrel and blew himself up into a bloody mess.
His words were probably like a spell, causing Zhang Xiuming to look for those beautiful body parts like crazy in the following years, as if to prove that even without Ah Qi, he, Zhang Xiuming, could still get what he wanted.
At the dock, at the moment of the explosion, in the light of the fire, he seemed to see Ah Qi sitting on the ground covered in blood, smiling and waving at him.
Until he broke his leg and lay in bed for two days, he always thought of Ah Qi in his dreams.
That’s why he was so persistent in wanting to see Xu Hang bow his head when he met him.
He hated the feeling of being rejected. Every cold look in Xu Hang’s eyes was exactly like the way Ah Qi looked at him before he died, full of hatred and contempt.
He couldn’t help but wonder, did it hurt this much when Ah Qi cut off his own legs?
“I suddenly remembered that Ah Qi once told me, ‘Karma, everything you did to me today, someone will definitely pay you back a thousand times in the future.’ I think his curse has come true.”
Zhang Yinxi threw herself on Zhang Xiuming and cried, “What kind of curse is that! Bah, bah, bah! It was obviously Xu Hang and Duan Yelin who harmed you! Don’t worry, Brother, they will definitely, definitely pay the price!”
Zhang Xiuming’s hollow eyes were wide open, and it was unclear whether he heard Zhang Yinxi’s cries or not. The corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was about to smile but not. Finally, he began to mutter to himself.
“Ah Qi didn’t stay with me until the end. Xu Hang… Xu Hang… maybe he can replace Ah Qi… hehe…”
Only Zhang Yinxi heard the strange mumbling.
