It was late August, and the weather was hot.
The air conditioner was on in the ward, and the lilies on the bedside table emitted a faint fragrance. Wei Jing washed a big red apple and carefully cut it into small pieces before bringing it to the half-lying patient on the bed. The young man's voice was soft and gentle, like the spring breeze in March. "Eat some fruit! I'll feed you. "
"Oh." Wei Min, whose face was bandaged, spoke with a lisp.
Wei Jing smiled happily when he heard this. He carefully fed Wei Min, afraid that he would do something wrong and make him feel uncomfortable.
Wei Min's condition had stabilized in half a month. Wei Jing stayed in the hospital for half a month, and no matter how Wei Zhe persuaded him, he refused to go home.
Wei Min ate a little of the big apple and shook his head, indicating that he did not want to eat anymore.
Wei Jing replied with an "Oh" with a depressed expression. He put the plate aside and forced a smile. "Do you have a bad appetite? What do you want to eat tonight? He Di asked an acquaintance from her hometown to get two free-range chickens. Let's drink chicken soup tonight, okay? "
Wei Min nodded. Now, if he made a slight expression, he would pull on the wound on his face. The pain made him lose his appetite and his spirit.
There was nothing to do in the ward. Wei Jing sat on the chair and the awkward atmosphere spread. After a few seconds, he stiffly turned on the television and looked at Wei Min ingratiatingly. "I'll change the channel. If you see a channel you like, just nod."
Wei Min did not say anything, nor did he nod.
Wei Jing's straight back hunched. He silently changed the channel, and the guilt in his heart almost drowned him.
"That …" Wei Min opened his mouth and gasped. "You don't have to be like this. You don't have to apologize for my sadness. I … did it willingly."
Although he was seriously injured, Wei Min felt satisfied because of it. He felt like a monster sacrificing himself. Looking at Wei Jing's careful expression, he wanted to rub his hair to see if he was as soft as he remembered.
"How can you say that? If you didn't save me … why would you … become like this … "The young man shrunk his shoulders and clenched his fists until they turned white. The tears that he had been holding back for a long time fell down like pearls from a broken necklace.
"You … don't cry …" Wei Min's eyes flashed with panic. "I should be the one apologizing. When you were young … I went overboard …"
No, No, No!!!
Wei Min was deceived when he was young. Although he was selfish, he did not make a big mistake. The past had long passed. Time had beautified the person in his memory. What's more, this person was now lying on the hospital bed because of him. Listening to his apology, Wei Jing only felt that his heart had been ruthlessly stabbed by someone. It was so painful that his breathing became rapid, and his tears fell even harder.
"I should be the one apologizing …"
The two of them apologized to each other, revealing the guilt buried in their hearts. Wei Jing cried, and Wei Min unconsciously choked with sobs.
"What's wrong with you?" When He Di came over with the insulated box, she saw the two pitiful little animals blinking their red eyes, looking extremely dejected.
"No …" The two of them looked at each other. Suddenly, the corners of their lips curled up at the same time and they said in unison, "Nothing."
The past was the past. What was important was the present.
After this incident, the relationship between Wei Jing and Wei Min improved by leaps and bounds. Wei Jing considered himself to be Wei Min's half-elder brother. As the elder brother, he felt that he should dote on his younger brother and grant his younger brother's every request.
Wei Min remembered the bad things he had done all these years. He apologized to Wei Jing and never forgot about it.
His obsession was so deep that he wanted to turn into a demon.
He enjoyed Wei Jing's every care and concern. He loved the gentle tone of his voice. When he met those gentle eyes, he couldn't look away.
At that time, to be able to appear on that road; to be able to push Wei Jing away without hesitation; to be able to live without any worries. It was really … too good. The pain tortured him every day, but as long as he saw Wei Jing, he would feel a sweetness from the bottom of his heart.
Wei Min removed the bandage in September. There was a hideous scar on his face from his forehead to his cheekbone. The originally bright and beautiful young man had instantly turned into an ugly demon. Wei Jing wanted to cry again at that time, but he held it in and comforted him. "Let's go find a plastic surgeon. It will be fine. It will be fine."
In contrast, Wei Min's emotions were very stable. He had already prepared himself for his current appearance.
"Do you dislike me? Do you think I'm ugly? "he asked.
"How is that possible?" Wei Jing retorted without thinking. "I think you are very good-looking, the most good-looking."
Wei Min smiled secretly. "That's enough."
Over the years, he had experienced the coldness and warmth of the world. He had seen many joys and sorrows, so he had long been immune to the eyes of others. Wasn't it just a scar? He was not a girl. This was a man's medal. Thinking of this, Wei Min felt a little proud.
The bandage on his face was removed, but the cast on his leg was still there. His knee was comminuted, and it would take at least three months for him to be able to walk.
When school was about to start, Wei Jing held Wei Min's hand reluctantly and carefully coaxed him as if he was coaxing a child. In the end, when he was about to leave, he looked back three times with every step, which made the man beside him frown.
After returning to his own villa, Wei Jing took a warm hot bath. Wearing a spacious bathrobe, he sat absent-mindedly on the sofa in the room. He didn't even notice that he had drunk his favorite milk.
"What are you thinking about?"
"… I'm thinking about how Wei Min is doing in the hospital." Wei Jing answered subconsciously.
After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized what was going on and turned around. Sure enough, he saw Wei Zhe's face as dark as water. He said impatiently, "There are nurses who will take good care of him. Why are you thinking so much?"
Wei Jing knew that he was in the wrong, so he didn't say anything.
In the past two months, he had devoted all his energy to Wei Min. He ate, drank, peed, and slept in the hospital. Even when Wei Zhe came to the hospital, Wei Jing couldn't wait to return to the ward after a few words. He was afraid that something would happen to Wei Min.
He completely ignored Wei Zhe. Since their rebirth, they had never had any conflicts. However, because of this, they had a few cold wars in private.
Seeing that Wei Jing listened to his words, Wei Zhe's expression improved. He softened his voice and said, "Wei Min saved your life. I am very grateful to him. It is only right that you want to take care of him. However, you can't put all your focus on him. You both have your own lives to live … "
"Wei Min is my younger brother." Wei Jing glanced at Wei Zhe indignantly and muttered softly, "As his older brother, of course I have to spoil him. Didn't you spoil me a lot back then?"
Wei Zhe was silent for two seconds before he said with difficulty, "Think about our current relationship."
Wei Jing, "…"
"Wei Jing, I am the one who wants to spend the rest of my life with you." Wei Zhe lowered his voice. "If I treat someone like how you treat Wei Min, ignoring you and arguing with you over this person, will you be sad?"
"… Of course I will," Wei Jing said awkwardly. He vaguely sensed that something was wrong with him.
"That is why I will be sad too." He pulled the young man into his arms and said in an unbelievably gentle voice, "Let's not have a cold war anymore, okay? These days, the two of us haven't had much time to talk. "
"I'm sorry." Wei Jing hugged him back.
He didn't dare to imagine how sad he would be if Wei Zhe ignored him because of someone else. However, he had unknowingly done something so overboard.
"I'm sorry, Big Brother." He expressed his apology again.
"It's okay," Wei Zhe said, "It's not that I don't want you to visit Wei Min, but there has to be a limit to everything."
"Okay."
Hearing the obedient reply from the person in his arms, Wei Zhe's heart, which had been tense for the entire summer vacation, finally relaxed. Wei Jing's kindness to Wei Min, coupled with Wei Min's gradually obsessive gaze, made Wei Zhe feel a huge threat.
He had to nip everything in the bud so that the spark could not be ignited.
In the hospital.
Wei Min was half lying on the bed, absent-mindedly watching a TV series. The cleanly washed kiwis were cut into small pieces and placed on a plate. He ate one bite at a time and was in a daze for a few seconds. Suddenly, he asked stupidly, "He Di, aren't you going to class?"
He Di's school started three days earlier than Wei Jing's school.
"I asked for leave from school," he said.
"Oh," Wei Min responded and sighed. "I wonder how Xiaojing is doing now."
He Di's hand, which was peeling an orange, paused. She said casually, "He's only been away for a day and you're already missing him. He has a family and an older brother. To put it bluntly, when the time comes, he will have to be separated … "
Wei Min was silent for a while before he said softly, "Yes! I miss him. "
He had been thinking about this person for decades. Suddenly.
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