Lemonade

Chapter 41: tease

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"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Zhuang Yi hugged Xun Yuming tightly, stroking his forehead with his chin, his tone obviously distressed. If he had known about his situation earlier, Zhuang Yi would not have known him for many years and refused to go to him.

For eight years, he had thought about it day and night, but he never planned to reconcile with him. In the end, he still complained, not just complaining, but his self-esteem that was thrown on the ground by Xun Yuming did not allow him to look back.

Maybe he also knew in his heart that once he saw this person again, he would still pester him desperately. He has probably experienced a breakup, and he already has a little PTSD, so subconsciously, for the sake of his own safety, he has been preventing him from looking for Yuming.

But if he had known these things earlier, Zhuang Yi would never have waited until now to persuade himself to find Xun Yuming back. He lost something, but lingered, letting his little ears wander in the ups and downs of the world.

Zhuang Yi regretted it, he was sure that the reason for breaking up at the beginning was definitely an excuse, and Xun Yuming must have said that because he was afraid that his grandfather's illness would drag him down.

He really wanted to laugh, didn't he know what kind of person Xun Yuming was

How could he easily believe such a ruthless excuse? At that time, he was immersed in his own despondency, and Xun Yuming's excuses were sharp everywhere, hitting his own pain, so that he didn't even have the slightest doubt.

Now that I think about it, it was not a kind of escape when I agreed to break up and let him go. However, things in the world are erroneous, often just a thought, one second earlier and one second later, the ending is the difference between cloud and mud.

"I'm sorry." Zhuang Yi let go of his hand, held his face carefully, looked into his melancholy eyes: "Please forgive my fragility, I won't do it again."

Xun Yuming didn't understand what he said, but felt inexplicably touched in his heart, and raised the corner of his mouth and said: "You are not wrong, what do I forgive you for?"

"It's nothing, go to sleep." Zhuang Yi didn't want to talk about this matter, so he sent him back to the room, pulled the quilt away, and watched him lie down, "Can you sleep?"

"It's okay today." Xun Yuming turned his head sideways, facing him and said, "Maybe it's because the work and rest schedule is irregular, and sometimes I can't sleep."

Zhuang Yi didn't mention the sleeping pills, covered the quilt, turned off the lamp, "Then go to sleep, I'm not going anywhere, I'll stay here with you."

"No need." Xun Yuming pushed his arm, "Go to sleep, I'm fine."

It's not a child, so I still need to accompany me to sleep.

Zhuang Yi smiled in the dark, Xun Yuming could only hear the low vibration in his throat, he leaned down, propped the pillow with one arm, and patted himself lightly with the other arm, his shallow breath fluttered On his face, it looked like every time he approached him.

"Let me tell you a story." Zhuang Yi's voice was mixed with night mist, as if it was far away, yet clearly very close, as gentle as a hand caressing Xun Yuming's ear. "It was a day in early summer, and a person went to Taiba Hotel to rest..."

"Is it "The Canterbury Tales"?" Xun Yuming interrupted.

Zhuang Yi smiled and asked, "You don't like it?"

Xun Yuming shook his head, his hair rustled against the pillow, "I like it the most, you know it."

Zhuang Yi knows what he likes.

Lychees in midsummer, yams in autumn, braised pork made by grandpa, Xun Yuming’s favorite taste, Zhuang Yiwu knows nothing; Chaucer’s poems, Dumas’s novels, and Gibran’s line "tears flow like a long river", Xun Yuming Zhuang Yi memorized all the chapters and sentences in Ming Dynasty.

Love is an interest, a belief, and a habit he can never get rid of.

"Do you want me to change it?" Zhuang Yi stroked his head like coaxing a child, "How about telling you a story about Xiao Ming?"

"You want to play tricks on me." Said in a vigilant tone, but in a teasing tone, Xun Yuming folded his hands beside the pillow, waiting for his next words.

Zhuang Yi said warmly: "Xiao Ming met a lost little panda crying on the road, so he volunteered to take him to find his mother. They walked a long way, and finally came to Xiong Mansion through mountains and rivers.

The Grizzly Butler saw the little panda and said, 'I'm sorry, he's a panda, mommy can't be here. '

The little panda immediately said: "My parents are bears, and they live in the bear mansion."

The housekeeper said, "But you don't look like Xiongsheng." '

The little panda was in a hurry, patted his little chest and said, "It's obviously a bear boy!" '"

"I knew it!" Xun Yuming reacted, amused and annoyed, and pushed him in the dark, "You deliberately teased me."

Zhuang Yi took advantage of the situation and fell to the ground, pretending to say: "Oh, I fell."

"It deserves it, who told you to arrange me." Xun Yuming grabbed the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand and said, "Can't you get up?"

"Strength." Zhuang Yi held his hand, kicked his feet, and lay down beside him.

Tonight the waning moon is like a hook, it is surprisingly bright, illuminating Zhuang Yi's expression. His eyes were shining brightly, his expression was a bit rogue, his tone was a bit coquettish, and there was a temptation in his banter: "I can't get up, what should I do?"

"Nonsense..." Xun Yuming's heart melted halfway, but the other half couldn't harden anymore, "Get up quickly."

Zhuang Yi's eyes were gentle and smiling, he looked at him right for a moment, his right hand moved quietly, walked to his open palm, scratched it with his index finger, "Don't drive me away, okay?"

"..."

He is nearly 1.9 meters tall, and his muscles are full of strength, which makes him unable to move. However, when he speaks, he is so bewildered. There is really nothing he can do about it.

Seeing that Xun Yuming neither refused nor resisted, Zhuang Yi became more aggressive and kept moving inward. The position where he was lying was too narrow, and there was no buffer space beside him. As soon as he moved, he rolled over again.

"Hey!"

Xun Yuming hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull it, touched his arm, and was suddenly pulled by him forcefully, the two of them switched sides in an instant, he lay down on the big bed smoothly, but fell on top of him. "You play tricks again, so treacherous!"

He wasn't like this before.

Zhuang Yi pressed him not to struggle, and said with a smile: "I learned from you."

little liar.

Xun Yuming scoffed at him, and struggled to free his arm: "I'm going downstairs to sleep!"

"The sofa downstairs is too hard. Be careful of stiff neck. You won't be able to lower your head for surgery tomorrow." Zhuang Yi said one thing after another. coming."

Xun Yuming sat up, turned on the desk lamp and said, "It's all nonsense, there are no bad people."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a short doorbell from downstairs.

Zhuang Yi frowned, got out of bed and looked by the window, and saw a woman with disheveled hair standing behind the fence door, ringing the bell one after another.

Xun Yuming walked up behind him and asked, "It's so late, who is looking for you?"

"I don't know, go and have a look." Zhuang Yi went downstairs with him, but didn't let him go out, only let him stay in the living room, and opened the door by himself in the yard.

Xun Yuming had no choice but to peek out through the window, Zhuang Yi walked behind the fence, whispered to the woman and didn't know what to say, he pushed the lock and brought her in. He was afraid that it would be inconvenient for him to live here, and he would attract suspicion when they met later, so he wanted to go upstairs to hide.

"Obviously." Zhuang Yi called him to stop, as if the hostess ordered his wife, "Go get the medicine box and show her."

"Okay." Xun Yuming turned and went into the room, went to fetch the medicine box from the shelf in the study, and said, "Do you want me to deal with it?"

The woman was wrapped in a long gray trench coat, a white T-shirt, pajama pants and slippers. She obviously put on a coat and went out. Her face was covered by a head of long, half-curly hair, and she covered her eyes with her left hand, as if she didn't want to be seen.

"This is my friend." Zhuang Yi pointed to Xun Yuming and asked her, "Let him take a look for you, okay?"

The woman flinched and hummed like a gnat. Knowing that she refused, Xun Yuming stood aside and did not move.

"I'm going to get a glass of water, you wait." Zhuang Yi sighed, and by going to the kitchen, he glanced at Xun Yuming.

The latter followed immediately, walked to the bar, and heard him say: "She has a wound on her face, let me take care of it for her, okay?"

"If you want to deal with it, deal with it." Xun Yuming was puzzled, "Why ask me?"

"I'm afraid... Forget it." Zhuang Yi poured a glass of warm water, took it to the living room, and brushed aside the woman's half-clump of black hair, only to see blood stains on it, tear stains mixed with bruises and bruises, like opening a dye shop, and I can't see it anymore Show your true colors.

Xun Yuming was startled, and blurted out, "What... what's going on?"

Zhuang Yi shook his head slightly, motioned him not to talk, took out his mobile phone and took a few photos, then cleaned the man's wound with normal saline, and after a brief bandage, said: "This won't work, I still have to send you to the hospital Look, if there is an internal injury, it will be troublesome."

"I..." The woman was trembling all over, tightly clutching the windbreaker coat with both hands, shaking her head desperately, "I won't go."

Xun Yuming took a step forward and persuaded: "Hello, my name is Xun Yuming, and I am a neurosurgery doctor at Xiwan Hospital. I can tell you responsibly, in case you have cerebral hemorrhage or other symptoms due to trauma, If left untreated, the consequences can be serious.”

One of her eyes is big and the other is small, the big one has wide eyelid folds, and the small one has been squeezed into a slit by congestive edema. She looked at Xun Yuming and murmured: "I won't go... I won't even die... .”

"Then I'll take you to the hotel." Zhuang Yi had no choice but to take the car keys and said, "Go to sleep for a night first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow if you have anything to do."

"I'm not going!" She suddenly raised her voice and shouted, her mood changed, and she cried again: "Please, Doctor Zhuang, please don't drive me away, I can't go!"

"But it's not convenient for me here." Zhuang Yi looked at Xun Yuming, "Don't worry, I'll help you find a hotel to open a room nearby. Otherwise, you can stay at my friend's hotel, and there will be no problem."

"No! I won't go, I won't go!" The woman shook her head blindly, her face was covered with tears, and she cried heartbreakingly. "Please, I won't go!"

Seeing that she was in a miserable state, Xun Yuming whispered to Zhuang Yi: "Aren't there many vacant rooms here? Just find one and let her spend the night together. I think she is in a bad mood. If she goes out and bumps into her , no wonder."

The last person she saw was Zhuang Yi. If something happened when she went out now, wouldn't her family rely on Zhuang Yi? Xun Yuming has been in hospitals both at home and abroad, and he has seen this kind of thing too often, so he must be on guard.

Zhuang Yi stared at him and bent his mouth, and said: "I'm afraid that if you keep her here, you will be unhappy. Isn't this to avoid suspicion?"

Since he doesn't mind, it's fine to stay.

"Then you can live in the guest room on the first floor." Zhuang Yi took her to a room on the right side of the study, where there was only a bed and a small table, "The bathroom is outside. You rest first, and we will talk tomorrow morning."

Zhuang Yi went to get her a bed sheet, and after spreading it, he took Xun Yuming upstairs.

The light in the guest room was on for a while, and then turned off quickly. Zhuang Yi closed the door of the master bedroom and said, "Go to bed first, I'll make a phone call."

Xun Yuming nodded, entered the room but did not fall asleep, heard the sound of his phone hanging up, went over and asked: "Who is she?"

Logically speaking, it was not his turn to ask about this matter, but Xun Yuming was afraid that the woman would bring him trouble, so he couldn't help asking.

"That was a client of mine, named Yang Lu, who was always abused by her husband. I reported her to the police twice, but she was still obsessed with it, and continued to go back and be beaten every time."

The bed in Zhuang Yi's room was higher than the one next door, he beckoned, and Xun Yuming sat over, lying on it with his arms around him, and said: "Her story is hard to explain, I will tell you in detail later. Let's go to bed first Bar."

"Then I'll go back." Xun Yuming got up to leave.

After Zhuang Yi dealt with the matter just now, he didn't have the heart to tease him anymore, so he simply refused to let him go: "Just sleep here and stay with me. I promise not to move around, otherwise..."

He paused, looked down at Xun Yuming: "Why don't you come and cover my mouth?"

When other people's husbands and wives swear and swear, one will always cover the mouth of the other in panic, for fear that what the other party says is unlucky and hurts the loved one.

Why didn't Zhuang Yi get this treatment.

"Do you still want to cover your mouth?" Xun Yuming looked blank, "Then tell me."

"..." Zhuang Yi raised his eyebrows: "You cover it."

"You swear first." Xun Yuming urged, "If you don't say it, why should I cover it?"

"But it's too late to cover it after you say it!" Zhuang Yi raised his chin slightly, signaling him to cover it quickly.

Xun Yuming was puzzled, spread his hands and said, "How can I cover it if you don't tell me?"

Zhuang Yi became angry from embarrassment, grabbed his hand and pressed it on his mouth, "Cover!"

"..."

The author has something to say: PTSD: Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome, that is, "being bitten by a snake once and being afraid of well ropes for ten years".

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