"Why are you still crying when you understand?"
Xun Yuming's tears were like broken beads, his expression clearly said that he was bullied. Zhuang Yi couldn't see him like this the most, his heart was tightly held by him, as if time had gone back, and he had returned to the time when he first met him more than ten years ago.
At that time, he was fragile and tough, but he was far from the strong self-confidence he had later. He was always afraid, no longer compromised, and was always bullied to the point where he was powerless to fight back, just like now.
"Don't you make me feel bad?" Zhuang Yi turned out the soft lining of his cuffs and wiped his cheeks gently, "I'm crying like a little cat."
Xun Yuming didn't even whimper, his tears were like rain falling from the sky, dripping out from his eye sockets that could not hold it, as if it would never stop.
"I didn't cry." He still refused to admit it. Fortunately, the shadow under the tree covered his face, otherwise the lie would be exposed on the spot.
Zhuang Yi rolled up his wet sleeves, hugged him and smiled: "Well, our little ears are not crying, it's raining."
Xun Yuming curled his mouth and leaned on his shoulder, the unrepressed unwillingness in his heart subsided a little, staring blankly at the withered yellow leaves without making a sound. Zhuang Yi wrapped his arms around him, shaking back and forth in this small world.
"Mingming, Mingming, my ear baby." He murmured in a low voice, "Whoever bullies my Mingming, my brother will beat him."
Xun Yuming lay on top of him, and let out a muffled nasal "hmm", "But... I feel so uncomfortable."
He was really uncomfortable, like seeing a beautiful dream shattered with his own eyes, like getting what he wanted and then losing it, like being robbed of something that originally belonged to him, only to be accused of being unworthy when he finally got it back.
Since winning the award, he has endured so many gossips, how many people complimented him in front of his face, but behind his back he said "it's just good luck".
After a long time, even he himself almost believed it. How eager and eager he is to prove himself, how unwilling and wronged he is, but in the end he realizes that it was all futile.
What Angus took away was not the research results of his years of hard work, but his self-confidence, his light, his glory, and all the oxygen he depended on for a living. The most ridiculous thing is that he has been grateful to the robber for so many years.
He's a joke, a complete idiot.
What's the point of all this
Xun Yuming suddenly felt that he was very tired. He was thrown into the torrent of fate since he was born. He struggled repeatedly in the tide and choked on the water. I finally learned to go against the current under the pressure of the undercurrent. I have been sailing hard for many years, but in the end there is nothing left. When a wave comes, I have to start from the beginning again.
But he was exhausted and tried not to move.
Zhuang Yi really regretted it. If he had been tougher, less shameless, less considerate, and less pretentious, maybe he could have forced Xun Yuming to stay by his side, and maybe he would not have been eaten by others and squeezed so hard There are not even bones left.
He not only regretted it, but also hated it, hated the ridicule and teasing of fate, hated Angus' shamelessness and jealousy, hated himself for being unwilling to let go for a long time, and complaining about Xun Yuming every day.
"Mingming." He closed his eyes, with uneven wrinkles on his brows, and rubbed his big hand on Xun Yuming's thin vest, "Believe me, I will definitely give you justice and never make it easier for him. Okay? ?”
"Not good!" Xun Yuming suddenly pushed away his embrace, held his cheeks in both hands, and stared face to face with himself, "I don't want you to do anything for me, you just..."
As long as he stays there well and waits for himself to take care of him, it makes him very satisfied.
"It's my responsibility to protect you." Zhuang Yi bowed his head and kissed his eyebrows, "You don't have to be afraid of anything, and don't think about anything, I have everything. I will help you vent your anger and help you get back what you deserve. Let everyone know that you are the best."
"What do you want to do?" It was impossible to do any of the things he said, so what could he do.
"There's a lot to do." Zhuang Yi smiled, held his hand on his cheek, and led him towards the car, "Let's take our time, don't rush, you still have time."
But Angus didn't. He was in his twilight years and precarious. There is still a long way to go to find Yuming, and there are still countless opportunities and a bright future, but Angus has no more chances, so he hates the genius he has drawn out by himself.
Some things are too beautiful and dazzling, and only when you see them will you know that they are beyond reach, and you feel ashamed of your appearance, so you have to destroy them.
Zhuang Yi opened the co-pilot's door, put his left hand on the roof and sent him in, "Now, let's go home first." Fasten his seat belt, go back to the cab and start the car, "You haven't had dinner yet. Think What to eat? Let's go shopping."
Right now he wants to eat human flesh, Zhuang Yi is willing to cut out his heart for him to taste.
But Xun Yuming didn't want to eat, he didn't want to eat anything, he had no appetite, but he was afraid that Zhuang Yi would be worried, so he said casually, "Let's go home and eat instant noodles."
"Then how can I do it?" Zhuang Yi refused, turned around and went up the viaduct, and drove all the way to the city center at lightning speed.
After the fuss at the airport just now, Angus was beaten into the hospital by him and failed to make it. Zhuang Yi was afraid that he would run into him when he went back and would be embarrassed, so he deliberately avoided Xiwan Hospital and took a long way to a small shop that he would occasionally go to.
Xun Yuming saw him driving through the street north of Sanmending, turned left and right, and stopped in front of a 7/11. He couldn't help but ask, "Do you eat at a convenience store?"
Why bother to come here, it’s not the same to eat instant noodles at home, besides, there are convenience stores of the same type at the foot of the mountain and the top of the mountain in their community.
"Of course not." Zhuang Yi temporarily parked the car on the side of the road, walked into the store with his arms around his shoulders.
Xun Yuming followed him through two rows of shelves selling snacks, stopped in front of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and asked him, "What exactly are you buying?"
"This." Zhuang Yi picked up a small can of edible salt, and dimpled at him, "Go buy some snacks, don't you like the kind of sandwich biscuits that can be brushed?"
Doctors are usually busy with work. It is not surprising that they are on duty for more than 30 hours on the day of surgery. They usually race against time to eat, and it is normal to miss a meal or two when meeting emergency patients.
Occasionally, Xun Yuming would suffer from stomach pains when he was extremely hungry. He used to think that he would not live long, and he didn't care about his body, so stomach pains were not a big deal. The trouble was that once the pains arose, it would seriously affect productivity, and he would have no strength to do anything.
So over time, he developed the habit of bringing snacks with him, and every time he passed by a convenience store, he would go in and buy some small biscuits and nuts for emergencies. Last time he bought two bags of sandwich biscuits and took them to the office to satisfy his hunger. He didn't expect the taste to be surprisingly good, so he went back and praised Zhuang Yi.
Zhuang Yi remembered it carefully, and now that he remembered it, he dragged him to the imported food section and told him: "Take two more bags."
Xun Yuming felt that he was very childish tonight, touched the corner of his grinning mouth, and then understood his good intentions. "Then I'll take a few more bags, and you pay for it." He picked up three big bags and went to the cashier to scan the code.
Zhuang Yi saw that there were oden and grilled sausages, as well as corn, boiled eggs, and braised pork buns, and ordered two more like the waiter, "Take them back, and I'll eat them tomorrow morning."
The waiter gave him a kraft paper bag, Zhuang Yi held it in his arms, took Xun Yuming's hand out of the convenience store, and walked forward.
While eating grilled sausage, Xun Yuming asked, "Where are you going, do you want the car?"
"Go eat." Zhuang Yi usually arranges his life and work in a very balanced way. He never pushes himself day and night like Xun Yuming. In his spare time, he also has many hobbies. He drives a car and returns home late Look for good restaurants everywhere.
Late return is to steal the teacher, he just for fun.
There was a small and narrow door in front of the convenience store. Zhuang Yi led him in, sat on a booth against the wall, and called the waiter to serve them food. Xun Yuming quietly glanced at the menu and asked him, "Would you like hot pot?"
It is enough for Zhuang Yi to come here so late to eat charcoal stove hot pot.
The boss brought them a copper stove, put some charcoal in the middle tube, and brought out several dishes.
Zhuang Yi unwrapped the plastic packaging of the tableware, and warmed the dishes for him with Gao Mo's hot tea, "This is not a hot pot, it's all free-range chickens, try it."
The copper pot was full of chicken, which hindered his stomach, and Zhuang Yi didn't dare to order too spicy, only a little pepper and red oil for seasoning, but there were octopus and beef balls, plus chicken Once the bones are stewed, the soup base is very delicious.
He opened the salt shaker he just bought, and sprinkled some salt into it, "This chef's sense of taste has deteriorated badly, and he never puts salt, but his craftsmanship is still there."
There were freshly baked banana cakes on the table, and Zhuang Yi pushed them to him and said, "Eat crispy cakes while they are hot, and they won't taste good when they cool down."
Xun Yuming took a bite, and it was really crispy and sweet. After eating the meat and cooking vegetables, it also has the meaning of hot pot.
It was almost ten o'clock when the two came out of the store, Zhuang Yi asked him to wait at the door and drove by himself. When he got home, Xun Yuming was reclined in the seat, and had already fallen into a drowsy sleep.
Zhuang Yi drove to the garage, pulled the switch, carried him in and went upstairs to the bedroom. When he was put on the bed, Xun Yuming woke up in a daze, muttering to himself: "No, I haven't... bathed, brushed my teeth."
"Hey, I won't wash tonight." He was so emotionally fluctuated in the afternoon, and he was deeply hit by Angus, so he was so sleepy that he couldn't fall asleep after taking a shower. "Sleep first, and wash tomorrow morning."
"That won't work, my grandfather said..." Before he finished speaking, he fell asleep in a daze.
Zhuang Yi couldn't help laughing, took off his Chelsea boots and gray plaid pants, and went to look at his royal blue cashmere.
The sweater rubbed against his head and there was static electricity, his half-curly hair floated up, Xun Yuming smacked his lips and scratched his cheese-like face.
He was only wearing a thin sweater and looked a little thin. Zhuang Yi rinsed a towel to wipe his face, told him to wake up and rinse his mouth, and then helped him change into bear pajamas.
Seeing him rushing in and out, Xun Yuming rubbed his eyes and said, "I should help you do these things."
It was agreed that he would love Zhuang Yi well.
"Then you can do it for me tomorrow." Zhuang Yi went to the bathroom to wash up.
There was no light in the room, only the soft moonlight leaking in from the window. Xun Yuming was just so sleepy that he fell unconscious. After rinsing his mouth and changing his pajamas, he regained his energy in the dark.
Hearing the sound of "cracking" inside, he imagined those scenes, and a tentacles slowly grew in his heart, which made people itch.
He lifted the quilt to have a look, sighed, and muttered with his fingers: "The anterior and anterior gyri of the paralobule are the fourth and sixth areas of the motor center; the posterior and posterior gyri of the paralobule are the sensory centers one, two, and three; the management of the opposite side should be kept in mind, and stand upside down. People need to know; the auditory center is in the transverse temporal gyrus, area 4122... "
He memorized a few memory verses on the function positioning of the cerebral cortex, his heart was still hot, he pulled his collar, and said to himself silently: "Helium, lithium, beryllium, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, fluorine, neon, sodium, magnesium, aluminum, silicon, phosphorus, Potassium Chloride Calcium…”
It's useless.
Xun Yuming threw off the quilt angrily, mustered up his courage, and walked into the bathroom barefoot.
As soon as Zhuang Yi turned off the shower, he saw him open the glass door and come in, watching him swallow his throat: "I want to wash too."
"Then wash it, I'm done." Zhuang Yi went out wrapped in a bath towel and gave him the shower room, but Xun Yuming stared at him without moving, two blushes gradually appeared on his face.
"What's the matter, do you have a fever?" Zhuang Yi probed his head, it wasn't hot, "What's the matter?"
Xun Yuming cleared his throat and said, "Didn't you ask me before, what did I step on in the bathroom last time to make me fall?"
"... Hmm." Zhuang Yi narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, "So?"
Xun Yuming tore off the big wet towel, hugged him and said, "Let me tell you now, okay?"
This is of course better.
It's just that he can really do it tonight
Zhuang Yi cupped his face and asked, "Can you bear it?"
"Didn't you say in the afternoon that you want me to look good?" Xun Yuming clung to him as if he had no bones, "Doesn't talking count?"
Is it really necessary for him to go to the laboratory to retrieve the small box of blue pills
"It counts, of course it counts." Zhuang Yi smiled deeply, closed the door, and turned on the shower.
The heat, like a mist, diffused over the intertwined shadows on the glass, and slowly dispersed into the night.
When he came out, Xun Yuming was unconscious again, hugged Zhuang Yi's neck and groaned, asking him to stay away from him, but also asking him not to leave, he really didn't know whether to go or not.
Zhuang Yi stuffed him into the bed and served him hot milk as usual. Xun Yuming could barely hold the cup, and after drinking, he hugged his arm, but still refused to sleep.
"Why are you so energetic tonight?" Zhuang Yi wiped his hair and lay down with him.
Xun Yuming muttered, "Don't you want me to cling to you?"
"Of course not." Zhuang Yi pinched his ears, "It's just that you are a little abnormal today."
"I don't sleep, I just want to chat with you for a while." Xun Yuming stretched out his hands and feet for him, and asked him again: "Why did you say that grandpa fell ill that day?"
Zhuang Yi naturally knew it, but he was afraid that he would be sad and dare not say it, "Because I... told him something about his youth, I was too reckless."
"Who did you mention?" Xun Yuming was startled, "Did you mention... my mother?"
"I..." This is not what he said, Xun Yuming guessed it himself, Zhuang Yi nodded: "I mentioned it unintentionally, there is no other meaning. If you don't want to talk about it, we don't need to talk about it."
In fact, he wanted to talk to Xun Yuming about the family a long time ago. The shadow of his parents' absence is not so easy to sweep away. If he refuses to open the past, Zhuang Yi will not be able to penetrate the light.
Xun Yuming was silent for a long time, and finally said: "In fact, my parents are not dead, nor are they missing."
"Then where did they go?" Zhuang Yi encouraged him.
"They..." Xun Yuming lowered his head, "They don't want me anymore."
"why?"
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