Exile

30

Su Qingbai's heart was pounding as he hoped Jiang Mao would be okay.

He was in a disturbed state of mind while he ran all the way and almost staggering to Jiang Mao's door once he arrived.

The Lin Feng he met the last time was not there. Instead, two other men led a group of people. One was slightly feminine and the other was tall, big, very handsome, and bright.

"What about Jiang Mao? I want to see Jiang Mao." Perhaps he was so anxious that Su Qingbai's mind could not think anymore. He asked as soon as he opened his mouth.

The slightly feminine man listened to him and frowned. He was about to drive him away and open his mouth, but he was stopped by a tall man beside him. The tall man looked at the feminine man soothingly. Then he asked Su Qingbai, "Are you Su Qingbai, Su Gongzi?"

Su Qingbai nodded vigorously.

"Su Gongzi, please come in."

Watching Su Qingbai enter, the feminine man said to the man next to him, "Who is this man? I never heard of him before; making Gongzi treats him favorably like that."

When Su Qingbai entered, he walked in the courtyard and saw white cloth everywhere, just like a semi funeral arrangement.

Su Qingbai felt a pain in his heart.

If it hadn't been for the half-dead Jiang Mao coming out the next moment, Su Qingbai would have gone back to pick up Su Caicai to keep watch beside his coffin and let the father and son meet each other in any case.

Jiang Mao came out with a wrapped arm and a limp leg. At this time, a burst of bleak wind blew in due course.

Su Qingbai stood still, staring at him with tears pouring down.

Once Jiang Mao saw it, his heart immediately ached. He was limping for two steps, and Su Qingbai ran up to support him. He scolded Jiang Mao in a nasal voice, "You are hurt, why are you running out?"

Jiang Mao wiped Su Qingbai's tears with his finger. "Dear, am I not fine?"

Su Qingbai didn't believe him. He stretched out his hand to touch Jiang Mao's arm but retracted as if he were afraid of it being broken. "What's wrong with your arm? What's wrong with your leg?"

Jiang Mao took his hand. "Dear, let's go in and talk about it."

Su Qingbai helped him into the room and onto the bed.

"You haven't come to see me for days." Jiang Mao complained.

Su Qingbai's mood had just calmed down. He still was a little scared and a little regretful that he hadn't come to see him in those days. When Jiang Mao had said like that, he just stopped talking and poured him a glass of water with pursed lips.

Su Qingbai passed the cup over, but Jiang Mao did not reach for it himself. He opened his mouth and asked Su Qingbai to feed him. "I hurt my arm."

Su Qingbai thought: you're not injured in both arms. But when he saw Jiang Mao's pitiful state, he didn't say it.

Lunch was delivered by the two men outside. It was quite a light meal. Su Qingbai finished feeding him one mouthful at a time. It was just like how Su Qingbai should be feeding Su Caicai.

"This is Hu Hong." Jiang Mao pointed at the taller man and introduced him.

"This is Liu Yuqing." Jiang Mao pointed to the feminine man.

Jiang Mao's attitude towards the two men was much more serious than that of Lin Feng last time. Su Qingbai looked by the corner of his eyes and nodded to them one by one, which was a kind of greeting.

Then Jiang Mao took Su Qingbai's hand in front of them and pinched it where they could not see, which in return, Su Qingbai glared at him and he introduced Su Qingbai to them.

Seeing Jiang Mao serious like that, the two men had a new position for Su Qingbai in their hearts.

They hadn't seen anyone that Wangye was so close to.

In the afternoon, Su Qingbai was supposed to go back, but he was so pitifully looked at by Jiang Mao that he couldn't say anything about going back. His heart softened for a moment, and then he was ordered by Jiang Mao to bring tea and pour water. He had no chance to talk back.

When it was dark, Su Qingbai had not left. He looked out at the dark night silently. He always thought something would happen. But when he looked at Jiang Mao's injuries, he suddenly felt that he was thinking too much. Jiang Mao could do nothing, looking like that.

After dinner, Hu Hong came knocking at the door. "Gongzi, I've helped tidy up a room for Su Gongzi."

Su Qingbai heard it, said thanks, stood up to follow him, but Jiang Mao pulled him, "No need, he slept with me at night."

When Hu Hong heard, he was stunned in place. Then, he closed the door when he went out.

When the door closed, Jiang Mao looked at Su Qingbai. "Help me, I can't undress."

Su Qingbai kicked off his shoes in two-three times and climbed onto the bed. He knelt down on Jiang Mao and helped him undress.

Because Su Qingbai knew that Jiang Mao was injured and couldn't do anything, he had no pressure to undress him.

During this period, the two men also had a disagreement. Jiang Mao insisted on getting naked, saying that he was comfortable sleeping naked. Su Qingbai said, "Last time we slept together, I didn't see you strip naked!"

Jiang Mao just took such a look at him and stripped on his own.

Su Qingbai simply gave up by him and had to help him pulled.

"It's all right like this, then?" Su Qingbai watched him helplessly, crumpled his clothes into a ball, and throwing them at the end of the bed.

After that, he took off his outer clothes and lay down in bed.

"Not!" Jiang Mao sat up. "You're wearing clothes. I still feel bad next to you."

Su Qingbai was almost asleep and woke up by Jiang Mao's tossing and turning like that. "Beat it."

They lay down again.

As Su Qingbai turned over and gave him his back of the head, Jiang Mao gently touched Su Qingbai's waist and slowly unfastened his clothes.

"What are you doing?" Su Qingbai was not without perception. He suddenly lost his sleep. He sat up and said, "You are injured, but still want to make a move."

When Jiang Mao was found out, he simply pulled Su Qingbai's clothes off and sat him on his lap. "It won't interfere with our business." After thinking about it, he said, "I just scraped a little skin on my leg and a stab on my arm. It's not serious at all. It was on Hu Hong insistent to find a doctor to wrap it up for me. You can rest assured."

Su Qingbai immediately exploded: Rest assured? How could that reassure him?

Jiang Mao knew Su Qingbai was a little conflicted, so he took him in his arms and kept saying, "I love you..." It was accompanied by tender kisses.

"Will it hurt a lot?" Su Qingbai was kissed and plunged into his arms. Before Jiang Mao let go, he couldn't help asking.

"It won't."

Hearing Jiang Mao saying that, Su Qingbai lamented, "It's not you who's hurting."

But regardless of what Su Qingbai said, he still moved a little closer into Jiang Mao's arms.

...Put out the lamp... [Fade to black kind of scene]

Satisfied, they recline on the bed. Seeing the utterly exhausted Su Qingbai, Jiang Mao once again pushed him down on top.

Barely pierced to get in and the door cracked open. Jiang Mao shook and almost softened. Liu Yuqing's anxious voice came from outside. "Gongzi, there is news..."

"Scram!" How could Jiang Mao had the time to listen to him at this moment?