Love you, never separate

He Qing can't remember how many times he has seen this expression from Zhou Li's face. Even so, he can clearly feel the pain of the impact of his heart, mixed with the blunt pain of his chest, which makes him almost breathless.

He is still holding the phone, standing in the same place, his body trembles slightly. He doesn't know why. Since when, Zhou Li has become like this in front of him. He thinks that Zhou Li has always been the shining son of heaven, as if he was born to shine.

But now, Zhou Li looked at him with such a begging face, and his tone was so humble, how could he? How can he let Zhou Li in front of him again and again compromise, again and again sad.

He couldn't bear to see Zhou Li at the moment. He moved his lips, but didn't say a word. He closed his eyes and sighed, "Zhou Li, don't do that."

Zhou Li tightly grasped the armrest of the wheelchair and stared at He Qing with indignation and struggle in his eyes.

He doesn't want to take care of anything. He doesn't want to take care of Ms. Zhou or his family. Go away. He only wants he Qing now.

He wanted to rush over to hold he Qing, but he couldn't stand up. He clenched his hands into a fist and hammered his leg twice in a rage.

He hated, hated why he couldn't stand up at this time, and hated his cowardly ending with He Qing at that time.

If he had insisted a little more and continued to fight a little more, he and he Qing would not have developed to this point.

He has a bad temper, but he can change it. For he Qing, he is willing to change all the habits He Qing doesn't like.

But he didn't want to lose He Qing alone. The misunderstanding between He Qing and he Qing was finally solved. How could he be separated now? He was unwilling and unwilling. He would rather tie He Qing to his side for a lifetime.

No matter whether he Qing is in love with him or not, he Qing will fall in love with him sooner or later as long as he ties him to his side. He thinks so, and his heart is filled with an unknown emotion.

"Zhou Li, we're over. Let's get together and break up. Don't get entangled with each other any more, OK? Didn't you say you wanted to be my friend? I think so, too

At this time, he Qing was too painful to straighten up. He could only pretend to be natural and lean on the wall. He put his hands behind him and pulled the wall hard. He said to Zhou Li with a flat face.

"No! I'm going back now. I don't want to be friends with you. You can't be with Dr. Wang. I won't bless you when I die! Even if you die in your life, you will die by my side! "

After hearing he Qing's words, Zhou Li's eyes suddenly accumulated a storm. Because he was excited, he leaned forward. He yelled at He Qing with his red eyes.

Because of inertia, Zhou Li's center of gravity was unstable and fell straight from the wheelchair. His knee hit the floor, making a huge noise.

He Qing stretched out his hand to help him, but stopped in the middle. He quietly took back his hand and clenched his fist.

Zhou Li hit the floor hard. His knee would be blue and purple, but he didn't feel pain in his knee. He just lay down in the same place and put his arms on the ground, trying to get up from the ground.

His legs like furnishings, soft prone, not force, he laboriously over and over again to support the ground up, again and again to knock to the ground.

"He Qing, he Qing, let's not break up, OK?" Zhou Li gave up the idea of standing up and crawled to He Qing instead. He called He Qing's name and begged at the same time.

What a proud man Zhou Li is. His eyes are always above the top, and he looks dismissive to everyone. But he looks so humble to He Qing. He loves he Qing to the core.

He Qing looked at He Qing who crawled to him slowly but firmly. He felt that his heart was carried out by the sheet and rubbed repeatedly for a while. He could hardly breathe.

He suddenly turned away and stopped looking at Zhou Li. He didn't want to see Zhou Li like this. He didn't want to see Zhou Li at all. If he could, he would rather have Zhou Li sneer at him than beg humbly at the moment.

"Don't come again." He Qing said with difficulty.

Zhou Li turns a deaf ear, still firmly crawls forward, he slowly climbs to He Qing's side, reaches out his hand to press the back of He Qing's head, and rubs He Qing into his arms.

His whole body is shaking, breathing is also very heavy, chest undulation range is very big, do not know is gas, or sad, maybe have it.

At the moment when Zhou Li held him in his arms, he Qing wanted to push his hand away and hang it in the air for a long time. He still slowly dropped down. His ear was close to Zhou Li's chest, listening to the sound of Zhou Li's powerful heart beating rapidly.

The tip of his nose was sour, and his tears gushed out like spring water. How long has he not been held by Zhou Li like this?

It's been a long time, so long that he forgot. He missed Zhou Li's warm chest so much. He didn't want to leave for a moment. If only time stayed here, he thought.

But he couldn't. he sank for a while. The dull pain from his chest reminded him that he had already rushed out of his mind. He raised his hand to push Zhou Li away.

But the strength of Zhou Li's hand was too strong. He Qing pushed his hand at the back of his head, but he didn't move at all.

"Zhou Li, let me go." He Qing is a little impatient. He can't go on like this any more. If he goes on like this, he will lose his mind. His voice sticks to Zhou Li's chest and comes out stiffly.

"No, I won't, I'll never let you go again!" Zhou Li's stubborn and stubborn voice came down from He Qing's head, with a faint nasal sound.

Zhou Li's chin against He Qing's head, gently grinding, the other hand touched he Qing's back, tightly imprisoned He Qing in his arms.

"Zhou Li! You -- "he Qing was suffocated. He continued to hammer Zhou Li's shoulder, trying to let Zhou Li loose.

Before he finished speaking, he felt that there seemed to be another stream of hot and humid liquid flowing down his scalp, with a trace of itching. He was stunned. Zhou Li, did he cry?

Zhou Li put his forehead against the top of He Qing's hair slowly, rubbed it for a while, and then used his lips to kiss him again and again, "he Qing, let's not break up, OK?"

He Qing can clearly feel the feeling of Zhou Li's lips on the top of his hair, and can clearly feel more and more hot and humid liquid dripping on his scalp.

He could also hear the thick nasal sound in Zhou Li's words, and the thick helplessness in his tone.