The Cannon Fodder is Prepared to Divorce - Chapter 63

“Shen’s things should be yours in the first place!”

Qu Lang spoke very seriously. He told Shen Mingbei that after the re-establishment of the Shen clan, Shen Mingbei would be interested in taking care of him. If he is not interested, he can manage all the chores like the Shen clan.

Qu Lang said that he is a very experienced manager, and that he can manage Qu’s size properly, and now he can definitely reproduce the glory of Shen’s. The self-confidence and pride between the conversations are beyond words, and Qu Lang speaks swearingly, as if he could conquer everything for Shen Mingbei immediately!

In fact, Qu Lang hadn’t been so energetic for a long time.

Since divorcing Shen Mingbei, Qu Lang’s condition has continued to be depressed. Even if you cheer up occasionally, you will quickly lose vitality! He wanted to pretend to be normal, but he appeared beside Shen Mingbei several times, and was finally defeated by Shen Mingbei’s ignorance.

Perhaps it was caused by the continued high fever today, perhaps it was stimulated by the words of Fu Li and Cai Feng, or the sense of crisis caused by Qin Yi’s entrance into the hall.

Qu Lang felt that he had never been as firm as he is now.

I can’t do without Shen Mingbei! I just want to have Shen Mingbei’s love again, no matter what despicable means is used, as long as he can make Shen Mingbei fall in love with himself again, he can do anything.

“I am actually not interested in rebuilding the Shen clan.” After Qu Lang issued a declaration on rebuilding the Shen clan, Shen Mingbei poured cold water on him from head to toe.

“The Shen family is the Shen family of my parents. They worked hard all their lives and finally died of Shen family. I miss it very much, but reconstruction is actually unnecessary.”

Generally speaking, it is difficult for Shen Mingbei to make a decision to abandon this. But ten years ago, Lu’s real estate used a tragic way to force Shen Mingbei to make such a breakup.

In essence, keeping Shen in memory is the same as his decision to abandon Qu Lang.

Qu Lang was startled slightly, he was a little flustered, but still pretended to say calmly: “Then I want to do something for you, you deserve it.”

Qu Lang wanted to say something, but Shen Mingbei stretched his hand to hold Qu Lang and felt the temperature in Qu Lang’s palm. Shen Mingbei carefully controlled his emotions. He really didn’t dare to entrust his heart to it anymore. Up.

“Although it is not necessary to rebuild a Shen family, can you take me to see the relic left by my parents?”

When he was kicked out of the Shen family’s house, Shen Mingbei could not take away anything except his parents’ spiritual position. Ten years later, he didn’t even have any relics of his parents.

Qu Lang was initially a little depressed and healed instantly. He nodded vigorously and replied, “Yes, we can go now.”

Qu Lang wanted to go outside as he spoke, but before he could touch the balcony door, he suddenly felt dizzy and dizzy, and Qu Lang staggered and fell to the ground.

Shen Mingbei:…

Shen Mingbei:? ? ?

Watching Qu Lang faint on the ground, Shen Mingbei remembered that this person had been feverish before, and quickly reached out to touch Qu Lang’s forehead.

Hot, hot like fire.

Shen Mingbei touched Qu Lang’s palm. It turned out that the palm was hot, not because this person was excited or shy…

Throwing the messy thoughts out of his mind, Shen Mingbei lifted Qu Lang up, called him a few times, and pinched him again. Qu Lang didn’t respond. He grabbed Qu Lang’s arm and pulled the person up. He hesitated when he saw the sofa. Shen Mingbei still led the person into the bedroom bed.

“Why is it so heavy?”

When Shen Mingbei grew his body, his nutrition was not good and he only gained height, coupled with work needs, he always controlled his body shape. To lift up a tall man like Qu Lang now, he had to work a little bit, and at the same time he felt a little disgusted.

Unfortunately, Qu Lang was in a coma, and no one could answer Shen Mingbei.

It was getting late, and the sky was getting dark, but Shen Mingbei still called Fu Li, which was expertly distressed by Doctor Fu. After explaining the situation, Dr. Fu told Shen Mingbei not to toss, and he would arrive soon.

After confirming that the doctor would come, Shen Mingbei breathed a sigh of relief.

Touching Qu Lang’s forehead again and feeling the temperature, Shen Mingbei reluctantly went to fetch water. I need to cool him down, if it continues to burn, don’t burn people into a fool…

And this person burned from the morning till now. Is it possible that you still have a fever while eating?

He can still be like a okay person.

Thinking of Qu Lang’s behavior like a starving ghost when eating, Shen Mingbei felt a little miraculous. If he was sick, he would definitely not be able to eat!

But this is easy to figure out. Qu Lang can eat because he cooks the food by himself. Although it is a bit narcissistic to think this way, judging from Qu Lang’s performance, this is the truth.

Shen Mingbei couldn’t help poking Qu Lang’s cheek and sighed, “What a fool.”

Coming over with a basin of cold water, Shen Mingbei twisted the cold veil and put it on Qu Lang’s forehead.

After covering it, I touched Qu Lang’s cheek by the way, ready to test the temperature, um, it’s still very hot…

Thinking of this, Shen Mingbei was suddenly grabbed by Qu Lang who was in a coma. Shen Mingbei couldn’t get rid of it, but Qu Lang pulled him down when he tried hard.

“Oh! You let go.”

I didn’t know where the strength came from Qu Lang who was in a coma, so he pulled the person into his arms and was still sniffing at Shen Mingbei’s neck.

If Qu Lang’s behavior was before the two divorced, it would soon develop in a direction unsuitable for children, but Qu Lang in a coma did not continue to do anything except sniff. After confirming that it was his familiar taste, he whimpered and said, “Mingbei, miss you…ooh, I was wrong… Mingbei, I really like you, oooooo…”

Qu Lang rubbed off the cool kerchief on his head and curled up on the bed holding him, his body trembling, as if he was afraid. As long as Shen Mingbei tried to get out of his embrace, Qu Lang would cry harder.

Shen Mingbei didn’t break free at first, but later Qu Lang cried and forgot to struggle.

Originally, he was still whispering, but later this person simply became louder and louder, and began to cry uncontrollably.

Shen Mingbei was very sure about one thing. According to Qu Lang’s current volume, he had heard the cry next door in the middle of the night, and it was definitely Qu Lang’s voice! After all, even if Qu Lang cried in front of him, he wouldn’t be so uncontrollable, as if crying out of all the water in his body wouldn’t be enough.

The posture of being held in his arms by Qu Lang should have been uncomfortable, but in a daze, Qu Lang used a very distorted posture to circle people.

Shen Mingbei felt that Qu Lang was trying too hard and felt a little panicked, but he didn’t think there was anything else…

“Qu Lang, do you regret it?” Shen Mingbei was lying on the bed, not knowing whether he was asking Qu Lang or himself.

But what’s the use of regret?

Regret is useless, but after regretting, is it useless to make up after repenting?

Obviously, Qu Lang didn’t understand many things.

Qu Lang didn’t know what he liked, what he wanted to do, or even his past.

But Qu Lang started to study now. He said to himself: “Don’t ask for forgiveness, don’t seek reconciliation, don’t ask for a chance to repent, just want to pursue yourself again…”

Shen Mingbei was immersed in his thoughts, and he noticed his vacillation.

At the very beginning, Shen Mingbei fell in love with Qu Lang, thinking that Qu Lang could give him a home and become his lover.

Qu Lang might not know what he meant to the desperate self at the reception where the two met for the first time.

It may not be regarded as love at first sight, but for a long time, Qu Lang’s image has been Shen Mingbei’s hero. When Qu Lang asked if he wanted to get married, Shen Mingbei hardly hesitated. He felt that he had met the muse in his heart.

Shen Mingbei’s expectations of this marriage are as great as his disappointment.

After discovering that Lin Xiang was the protagonist of the story, Shen Mingbei even felt relieved…

No wonder Qu Lang doesn’t like to eat his own cooking.

No wonder Qu Lang didn’t want to know his hobbies at all.

No wonder Qu Lang is so indifferent to himself.

There are so many no wonders, they can all be used to explain that he is the cannon fodder in the book, a stumbling block that Bai Yueguang can throw away when he comes back.

At least, it’s not because I’m unflattering…

It’s just the influence of the plot, you see, at least Mother Qu likes herself a lot.

Shen Mingbei comforted himself in this way, and wrapped himself more and more tightly in a self-protective manner.

…

“Boom boom boom——” There was a knock on the door.

Shen Mingbei was forced to wake up from his memories. He struggled to get out of Qu Lang’s arms, put a pillow on Qu Lang, and tidied his clothes a bit before going to open the door for Fu Li.

“Doctor Fu, Qu Lang seems to have a fever.”

Shen Mingbei felt that Fu Li came very late today compared to the past, but he still talked to Fu Li about the situation and led Fu Li to go inside.

Fu Li followed Shen Mingbei. He was already next door. After receiving a call from Shen Mingbei, he heard the news that Qu Lang was in a coma again, and said to his heart: “I don’t know you yet!”

Fu Li didn’t believe that Qu Lang was really in a coma because of the previous record of Qu Lang boldly pretending to be in a coma. So Fu Li had to pretend that he was not coming out next door, but also wanted to give Qu Lang some “operation time”, so Fu Li came very late.

I thought it was the same thing, but he said that he definitely couldn’t say it, so Fu Li calmly comforted: “It’s okay, I’m here, and the medicine must be cured!”

Fu Li followed Shen Mingbei into the bedroom, and then he saw Qu Lang who was holding the pillow and crying so wronged. Fu Li was stunned. He never knew that Qu Lang could still have so many tears!

“I had a fever in the morning and I was sent to the hospital to hang a bottle. But I don’t know why it started to burn again. I took an ice kerchief to cool him down, but the effect was not very good.” Shen Mingbei pointed to the water basin and was Qu Lang got the towel off the floor.

Fu Li, who had a relaxed mind, quickly measured the temperature when he saw the situation, and was shocked when he saw the number 39.8…

Then Fu Li expressed the same worries as Shen Mingbei, he wouldn’t be burned into a fool!

Actually, there is no need for Shen Mingbei’s introduction. Fu Li knew a little bit more. Qu Lang’s second fever was definitely related to taking a cold shower. Remembering this, Fu Li opened Qu Lang’s trouser legs again. The gauze under his trousers leaked blood, as if he was about to crack the blood scab again at any time.

Looking at the long wound on his leg, Shen Mingbei was surprised: “How did this happen?”

Fu Li had the heart to say a few words for Qu Lang and explained: “In the morning he thought you didn’t want him, so he ran out of the hospital in despair, was hit by a motorcycle when he went out, and then fell again…”

“I—” Shen Mingbei wanted to say something, but felt that it was useless to say anything.

Fu Li sighed and said, “It seems that you didn’t reply to him with a message. He is also stingy. Teacher Shen, Qu Lang really likes you, but he is often self-defeating…”

“Once you were sick before, I advised him to accompany you more, so he pushed a lot of work to accompany you, and told Yu Kang that he would not arrange work for you for the time being.”

“The result seemed to be that I had a bad idea. I learned later that at that time, the people below didn’t realize Qu Lang’s meaning, which directly caused Lin to rob you of a lot of work. I have always been very sorry about this, and wanted to follow You apologized, but you never found a chance to say it.”

“Ms. Shen, I’m really sorry, I didn’t understand the situation clearly, so I came up with an idea.”

Shen Mingbei was silent for a long time and asked: “…Why didn’t he tell me by himself?”

Along with Qu Lang’s cry, Fu Li scratched his head, thought for a while and said: “Maybe I am embarrassed, after all, he did a bad thing with kindness.”

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel: Brubru cast a landmine.

Finished writing~~ What little cute ones.