Chapter 19: "Wear a dress for me tonight."

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"Just feed ......."

Lu Beihuai was about to stand up when a pill was pressed against his lips, rubbed by a slightly cool fingertip, and his expression was slightly stunned.

"The doctor said you have to take it three times a day, go for a review next week, and don't do any strenuous exercise." Song Qie tilted her head and touched Lu Beihuai's mouth with the pill, "Open your mouth."

Lu Beihuai looked at him for a moment, lowered his head, and took the medicine handed to him into his mouth, his eyes still on Song Qie's face.

"Eh ......" Song Qie felt her fingers being contained, like a hot potato, and hastily drew them back, her fingertips as if they had been scalded, but still pulled Lu Beihuai's hand over and put all the remaining medicine into his hand:

"Eat yourself."

Lu Beihuai did not move to take in his expression, including the redness of the ears, hooked his lips and tilted his head, swallowing all the medicine.

Song Qie sees him swallowing pills without water: "Gotta drink water."

"It's fine." Lu Beihuai took the glass of water in Song Qie's hand again, "It's just as well to drink it now."

Song Qie: "."

Well, it's good that he likes it.

After taking his medicine he heard a sharp knock at the door.

Lu Beihuai's expression froze for a few moments, his face wary.

"It's the breakfast I ordered for you, it should be here." Song Qie shook Lu Beihuai's arm and signaled before walking out to open the door.

Lu Beihuai stopped where he was and looked down at the spot where he had been held in thought.

How much he had to like himself to even go out to get a takeout and have to touch him.

Five minutes later, a couple of hot breakfast servings were sitting on the coffee table in the living room.

"Why did you order so much." Lu Beihuai also didn't let Song Qie do it, let him sit and open the lid himself, after all, he was the one who did all these things, he still wouldn't leave Song Qie until he had achieved his goal.

"I know you can eat that much." Song Qie then put one of the lean pork raw congee in front of herself and pointed to the other Xiao Long Bao Beef Sausage Noodle Egg Sausage Noodle with Pig Red Congee.

"Last night hurt like that you are not willing to hospitalization, your father and still need someone to take care of the, has given you a good leave, eat and then go to rest, if there is not comfortable remember to tell me."

After saying that he felt hungry himself, he lowered his head and drank a mouthful of porridge.

Who knew that this porridge was so hot that he was scalded and spat out his tongue, and his eyes became wet.

Lu Beihuai looked at the crimson tongue stained with wetness and spat, a little red where he had been burned, he stood up, "Let me see."

When Song Qie saw Lu Beihuai suddenly approaching, he was so frightened that he leaned back and quickly waved his hands, "No, no, it's just a little bit, I'll just eat slowly."

Lu Beihuai also did not say anything, sit back in the chair, buried head to eat up in front of the intestinal noodles, a box of intestinal noodles for a tall physique of male high just a few mouthfuls, two or three times was eliminated.

I don't know how long it's been.

"That, Beihuai." Song Qie plucked up her courage and called out to him.

Lu Beihuai was just about to eat Xiao Long Bao, when he heard Song Qie shouting at him, he slightly raised his eyelids, and saw that this guy didn't move a few bites of his bowl of congee, and frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Is that what you're doing every night, boxing on the side? Does ...... your dad know about this?" Song Qie felt her heart pounding after she asked that.

He started to get scared, this guy tried so desperately to make money to save his father, in the end, it was this father who stole his life and let him be bullied by ' Song Qie ', while Lu Beihuai just endured for so many years.

Will Lu Beihuai break down the day the truth is revealed?

The question silenced the atmosphere for a few moments.

"Don't know, not going to say." Lu Beihuai stuffed the xiao long bao into his mouth, indifferent even when he pulled the injury at the corner of his lips, "It's useless to say."

"Boxing this is too dangerous." Song Qie frowned, "Didn't I already promise to donate bone marrow to your father?"

"More money, two million for the match I had last night." Lu Beihuai raised his eyes to Song Qie : "Not everyone can be matched successfully, the probability is only higher for relatives, even I may not be able to succeed, I don't have a lot of time to gamble right now."

"Are you really crazy, can you even give up your own life for a mere two million dollars?" Song Qie listened to his understated tone, her cheeks slightly reddened with some annoyance.

"Two million dollars may not mean much to you, but it just means a lot to me." Lu Beihuai looks at Song Qie.

"So tell me, do you still want to fight? Can you not take your life too? Wouldn't your father be heartbroken if he knew?" Song Qie purses her lips.

The atmosphere was once again silent.

After the meeting.

"He won't."

Song Qie froze.

Lu Beihuai stuffed a mouthful of Xiao Long Bao with no expression, "He'll just think I should."

Song Qie wrinkled her brows, "What do you mean you should, if he knew you did this to save him he would be heartbroken, is that how you belittle your own importance?"

"He won't be heartbroken." Lu Beihuai ate his breakfast with his head buried in his mouth, not even chewing it but swallowing it straight down.

Song Qie, however, sensed something strange, and realized that the guy's eyes were red, and felt a little bad, seeing Lu Beihuai stuffing himself with his breakfast at random, and reached out to pull his arm directly to stop him from stuffing himself further.

"I'm heartbroken."

Lu Beihuai's chewing cheeks came to an abrupt halt as he stared at the already empty box in front of him, and the two hands gripping his arm without moving.

"Lu Beihuai, my heart aches for you." Song Qie saw Lu Beihuai's head slightly sideways, the bruises on his cheeks, and looked at the bridge of his nose a little sour.

He couldn't imagine what that man had done to Lu Beihuai, how he had dared to do that to Lu Beihuai, to let his own son steal someone else's life, and to show Lu Beihuai no concern.

But this guy is still so desperate to make money to save him, even life, but the mouth can not change that man a heartache.

On the basis of what.

Xing perhaps too angry, breathing slightly short, heart rate suddenly accelerated, face brake white.

Lu Beihuai holding chopsticks hand lurched, glanced at the hand that suddenly gripped his arm, presumably difficult, so hard that the fingertips white. Slightly lift the eyelids, see Song Qie red eyes looking at himself, face suddenly very pale, face and lips are white.

He wrinkled his nose, "Where's your medicine?"

Song Qie looked a bit dazed and froze for a moment, "Huh?"

Lu Beihuai put down his chopsticks and stood up, "Where's your school bag." He swept his eyes in the living room and realized that none of Song Qie's schoolbag was there.

Song Qie saw Lu Beihuai stand up, and raised his head in accordance with the movement of his rising, and in a moment, the movement came to an abrupt end, his ears buzzed, and the frequency of his heartbeat shook his eardrums intensely.

Heart beating so fast ......

His eyelids sank shut, his body swayed, and he was about to fall backward without sitting still.

There was no fall as expected, the back resting firmly against a hard object, followed by the whole person being picked up in his lap and encircled in his arms.

Song Qie felt dizzy, her heart was beating really hard, and in her dizziness, she felt her mouth being rattled open, and she didn't know what had been shoved under her tongue, a slight burning and stinging sensation instantly spread under her tongue, and she subconsciously wanted to spit it out.

Instead, a wide palm covered his lips.

"No spitting out."

He heard a low, threatening tone in his ears in a daze and didn't dare to vomit again, probably because the stuffing in had taken effect, and consciousness gradually returned before he slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was the white dress, and further up the throat.

It immediately caught Lu Beihuai's eye.

This would suddenly notice that he was lying in Lu Beihuai's arms, and he tried to sit up, only to be swept back into the embrace by large hands covering his face, a strength he could not resist.

Lu Beihuai lowered his head and looked at Song Qie, who was being held in his palm.

Hands covered this face was covered a large part of the palm face to reveal that pair of timid wet eyes, raised eyes, eyelashes lightly trembling, is cautiously looking at themselves, compared with just now that suddenly pale face that is a lot of redness.

"What are you angry about."

"Ugh!" Song Qie tries to rip off Lu Beihuai's hand.

"It's nitroglycerin for you." Lu Beihuai bent his knees to let Song Qie lean against him, seeing that his face was red from his own covering, "Did the medicine melt?"

Song Qie pursed his lips, he couldn't feel whether the medicine melted or not, but he felt like he was about to melt!

That said, what is nitroglycerin again?

It did seem to make me feel a little better after taking it, my heart wasn't as hard.

Wet lips brushed against his palm as he pursed them.

Lu Beihuai dropped his hand without moving, easing past the soft touch, and eased Song Qie off his lap, and was about to stand up when he was pulled by the corner of his shirt.

He swept his hand that was gripping his sleeve, then his gaze met round, clear eyes.

Eyes watery, where there is still half of the former look, now staring at him like a puppy dog, well-behaved and docile.

Song Qie looks up at Lu Beihuai: "The medicine melted, thank you."

Feeling much better about my heart.

See, you're not so bad after all.

Lu Beihuai flicked off the hand that was gripping the corner of his shirt and walked back to the small bench next to him to sit down as he looked down and continued to eat his breakfast.

Song Qie holding the edge of the table, see Lu Beihuai buried in eating breakfast, did not want to care about him, whispered again: "I'm sorry."

That said, it remained so quiet that the only sound was that of breakfast being eaten.

Song Qie didn't give up either, "I know I wasn't very nice to you before, and now I just feel like I did something wrong before, bullying you like that, so I want to do something to make it up to you."

He offered to make amends, so he should be bold enough to ask for it.

"Compensation?"

Song Qie nodded obediently, "Well, if you want me to do something more, I can make it up to you as long as it's within my power."

"Yes." Lu Beihuai said.

Song Qie Against this person's dark and deep gaze, suddenly had a sense of oppression of being clasped at the back of the neck, the hand holding the plastic spoon could not help but tighten a few points, "Then ...... what do you want me to do?"

"Wear a dress for me tonight."

Song Qie's head 'buzzed'.

The tips of his ears were tinted red in moments.