AWB Chapter 48 Who Played It?
Chapter 48 Who Played It?
Fu Sihan stayed until the evening and didn't leave, and judging by his posture, he was going to stay for one night. He also ordered takeaway from the Lao Myanmar restaurant. The taste was spicy and delicious.
After eating, Chi Baiwan sat on the sofa and watched a movie, hugged a bucket of popcorn, and watched carefully with his legs curled up.
This time it was not a horror movie, but a documentary, "Dolphin Cove", which told the cruel story of dolphins being captured and assassinated by humans. He frowned and couldn't help biting his fingers.
Fu Sihan took his hand aside, "Don't force yourself if you don't like it."
Chi Baiwan said softly: "But I don't like you either, didn't I force myself not to drive you away?"
Fu Sihan pursed his lips tightly, unable to speak, he could only hug him tightly.
Chi Baiwan exchanged for a moment of silence, and An Sheng finished watching the movie.
"Wanwan, I have something to ask you." Fu Sihan faced him face to face, and asked him seriously: "Did you and Wen Yuxiao have a sex scene that day?"
Chi Baiwan lowered his head, noncommittal, and slowly rubbed his feet.
His feet are so cold, grandma said, children with cold hands and feet are unloved, maybe it is true.
Fu Sihan sighed softly, sat with Chi Baiwan in his arms, pressed his feet on the hot sofa he was sitting on, and warmed his feet.
Chi Baiwan whispered "Yes", "Do you have any objections?"
Fu Sihan's breath was in his ears, a little uneven, "I have a problem, because I didn't want you to take pictures, but you still took pictures."
Chi Baiwan hid back, his breath was really itchy, "This is my job, you can't disrespect it."
Fu Sihan kissed him in a low voice, "Okay, I understand, I will restrain myself in the future."
"Who wants you to restrain yourself?" Chi Baiwan was a little surprised, and said calmly, "Do I have anything to do with you?"
Fu Sihan grabbed his hands and pressed them to his chest, picked him up horizontally, went back to the bedroom, and put him on the bed, "Why doesn't it matter?"
His voice was muffled: "Besides me, no one has ever seen you look so good-looking."
Chi Baiwan nodded slightly, "Also, audiences all over the world may have seen it."
Fu Sihan was sulking alone, but when he saw Chi Baiwan taking the medicine in the cup, his heart softened all of a sudden.
Chi Baiwan has always taken good care of himself. He should drink warm water, eat hot food, and give him soup only after it has been warmed.
When it was his turn, he didn't bother to boil the water, and only used cold water to take his medicine. Fu Sihan frowned, grabbed his water glass, rubbed his hair, stuffed him into the quilt and lay down, "I'll go Boil water for you."
Chi Baiwan let out a low "oh".
But Fu Sihan boiled the water all over the kitchen and there was a strange smell. There was baking soda in the kettle that Chi Baiwan used to remove dirt, and Fu Sihan put the water on the boil without even looking at it.
Chi Baiwan reluctantly wanted to boil the water by himself, but Fu Sihan refused to let him, so he had to boil it himself, and as a result, he burned Chi Baiwan's fingers while pouring the water.
Chi Baiwan frowned tightly. He really didn't understand why Fu Sihan was disabled at the tenth level. He couldn't do all the housework. How did he grow up alone abroad?Uncle Ninth and the others must have wasted a lot of effort in taking care of him.
He held his fingers in the palm of his hand so that Fu Sihan could not see him, and poured hot water and cold water together, but he couldn't bear the pain anymore, so he stretched out his fingers to dry.
The scalded wound was bleeding, it was extremely boiling hot water...
Fu Sihan saw it at a glance, and held his hand in his palm with distress, "Where is the band-aid?"
Chi Baiwan said flatly: "Not anymore."
Fu Sihan frowned, and put his hand under the faucet to shower the cold water. Chi Baiwan didn't break free, so he let him serve him carefully.
After washing up, Chi Baiwan felt a little sleepy, and began to feel drowsy after going to bed.
Fu Sihan wanted to bandage him, but Chi Baiwan refused, "It won't hurt at all."
But Fu Sihan was still distressed. In order not to let Chi Baiwan sleep on his fingers, he carefully placed Chi Baiwan's hand on the quilt, wrapped his hand with his own tie, and held his wrist like this Fell asleep.
Chi Baiwan didn't fall asleep all the time, and Fu Sihan was so exhausted from work, he was babbling in his sleep, "Let's drop a little more", "We have a meeting tomorrow" and so on.
Just when Chi Baiwan was about to fall asleep, Fu Sihan suddenly said: Baby, you are so good.
Chi Baiwan was in a daze, unable to turn his head. Originally, this was a sentence that Fu Sihan had said a hundred times. point.
Chi Baiwan finally came to his senses, he squinted his eyes, trying to wake him up, but he was sleeping too deeply, with his hands tightly around Chi Baiwan's waist, Chi Baiwan could only barely fall asleep like this.
Early the next morning, Chi Baiwan woke up, but saw Fu Sihan's expression was very strange, looking straight at his legs and waist.
Chi Baiwan's pajama pants were taken off. Under the faint sunlight, his skin was so white that it was almost transparent. On the black-gray bed sheet and quilt, those two slender legs were so dazzling that it was impossible to hold back.
"What are you looking at?" Chi Baiwan rubbed his eyes and sat up, his voice sounded soft and soft, without any aggressiveness.
When Fu Sihan heard his voice, his eyes obviously sank.
He grabbed Chi Baiwan's wrist, put it to his lips and kissed it gently.
"Who played it?" Fu Sihan whispered.
Chi Baiwan hadn't slept enough yet, so he closed his eyes and thought about the meaning of Fu Sihan's words.
His leg was lightly pointed by Fu Sihan, he lowered his head, and saw the mark Wen Yuxiao pinched a few days ago, and it has never healed.
The bluish skin soon turned red.
Chi Baiwan remembered, frowned quietly, pursed his lips, "What does it have to do with you?"
"Baby, who played it?" Fu Sihan was a little sullen, his eyes were as cold as a falcon, "Who is courting death so much?"
The angry words reached his ears, Chi Baiwan looked at him coldly, and said softly, "Can you stop being sick?"
Fu Sihan closed his eyes, and kept moving his hands back and forth over the skin, "He was pinched like this, and you still protect him?"
Chi Baiwan whispered: "Don't touch me...it hurts."
It really hurts, I'm not kidding, the corners of his eyes hurt so much that tears came out.
Wen Yuxiao pinched him too hard at that time. He was filming a bed scene. If he had told Fu Sihan about this, he would probably be even angrier. If the misunderstanding became serious, he would rush over to find Wen Yuxiao Didn't Chi Baiwan become a villain?
He could only bite his lip, shrink back with a cold face, buried his head aside and did not speak, and saw Fu Sihan's frightening expression from the corner of his eye, and then slowly said: "I hit it myself, playing in the canyon when I was in Thailand." Drifting, too many people, crowded."
Fu Sihan's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly relaxed, put another touch of distress on his face, and rubbed his head on his shoulder, "I knew you wouldn't like others to touch you."
Chi Baiwan couldn't stand his overly possessive look, and wanted to push Fu Sihan away, but he pressed him down and leaned forward.
After a long time, Fu Sihan carried him to wash his hair when he was exhausted, shampooed him, washed him patiently, and then dried his hair. His usually cold eyes became gentle, like taking care of a small pet. Take care of Chi Baiwan.
Chi Baiwan was not used to it, and was put into the bathtub by Fu Sihan again. His side face became more three-dimensional and handsome under the sunlight, and he put his hand under the water, implying: "Why are you so beautiful everywhere? ?”
Chi Baiwan's face turned pink, he lowered his head not wanting to speak, and cast a cold glance at him, but Fu Sihan accepted it all.
Chi Baiwan said in a low voice: "Haven't you seen enough just now?"
Fu Sihan kissed him on the cheek: "I can't get enough of it."
Chi Baiwan's ears were burning red, and he pushed him: "Get out."
Fu Sihan unbuttoned his pajamas, "I want to wash it too."
There is a tattoo on his body, on the bottom row of abdominal muscles, which is Chi Baiwan's name, covering a hideous scar, which is the knife wound he left abroad when he was young.
He has an excellent figure, the slender and graceful back muscles under the broad shoulders are connected to the thin and narrow waist. When leaning over, with the help of the light, you can see some subtle scars on his skin that cannot be seen when looking at him head-on.
Chi Baiwan suddenly clasped his palms underwater. He has seen these scars countless times and kissed them countless times. He knows the location of almost every scar with his eyes closed.
Every time I cry, I feel so sorry for him.
Fu Sihan noticed that he was distracted, stepped in by himself, put his arms around him, and drew his attention back.
"Wanwan, when are you going to see a psychiatrist?" Fu Sihan didn't intend to say the word Lu Chen, and his stomach was full of anger when he was mentioned.
"Today." Chi Baiwan said in a low voice: "It was the last inspection a year ago, so you can't miss the appointment."
"Take me too." Fu Sihan's eyes were shining like stars, and he was very earnest, even the slight desire in his pupils was clearly visible, "I want to know how far you have recovered."
recover?
I haven't recovered all the time, but I don't want to tell him, for fear that he will come to entangle me again, and I can't bear that kind of care.
He was afraid that he would soften his heart.
"It's much better." Chi Baiwan lowered his eyelids, asked Fu Sihan to scrub him, and said quietly, "It's not as serious as you think."
Fu Sihan said softly: "I don't want to see you get hurt a little bit." He pointed to Chi Baiwan's heart, "Including here."
Chi Baiwan's heart was particularly sour. These words were fatal to him who had been severely hurt by Fu Sihan.
He almost wanted to say, this is all your fault.
But it sounds like you're kidding.
Over the past year, Fu Sihan seems to have really been treating him well. Although his possessiveness is still so strong and he doesn't like others approaching him, that domineering force has turned into gentleness and consideration, which makes Chi Baiwan have to suspect that he is Not having a nightmare.
Or is there a day when the nightmare will wake up?
If...if Fu Sihan can continue to treat him like this, maybe three years, maybe five years, he really can't bear to fall into his tenderness, and agrees to be with him again.
If you can't, turn around and leave as soon as you are not moved.
In the afternoon, Fu Sihan accompanied him to the hospital. When Lu Chen was treating him, Fu Sihan waited outside the door and did not leave. He stared at the door of the consulting room intently, fearing what would happen to Lu Chen inside Wanwan.
After the door opened, he strode in, and saw Chi Baiwan crying again with tears all over his face, staring at him blankly with those peach blossom eyes, pursing his lips and not speaking.
Fu Sihan knelt down in pain and wiped his tears, Lu Chen folded his arms and snorted coldly.
"Mr. Fu, I think you are the one who should see mental illness. Why don't you take the time to come here? I'll be kind and only charge you three times the medical fee."
Lu Chen raised his jaw slightly, indicating to Chi Baiwan the ring that he had not taken off, "Boss Fu, did you wear that for him? I want to ask, you want to marry him, so you use the ring to secure him Is it?"
marry?
That was what Chi Baiwan longed for most.
Chi Baiwan rubbed his tears and kept silent, unable to get out of his emotions for a long time.
But Fu Sihan was silent for a while, and answered irrelevantly, "Isn't it good to just fall in love?"