love addiction

There is some truth to Ming Shaojing's words.

Which alcoholic who goes to the nightclub has no story.

So Nan Shijian asked Ming Shaojing, "What about your story?"

Over the years, the few of them knew the story of Nan Shijian clearly, but no one seemed to have understood the story of Ming Shaojing.

Among the four of them, Nan Shijian was the first to be tempted, but he didn't want to go through so many twists and turns.

So much so that the others didn't want to touch their feelings very much.

If we talk about happiness, Xu Er should be the happiest now. The family-raised wife has always been happy.

Ming Shaojing is the youngest among them, and his temperament is also different from them.

Hearing that Nan Shijian cared about him, Ming Shaojing was almost moved to tears, "Brother Shi, this is the first time you have asked me since you came back."

"I see that you are living in style, what do you care about?" Nan Shijian sarcastically.

Ming Shaojing complained silently, "You don't care about us at all, okay? Ever since you met Gu Zhihuan, how can you care about other people?"

"okay."

He didn't want to hear that name tonight.

Ming Shaojing took a sip before he said, "My story is actually a bit vulgar. Brother Shi, do you really want to hear it?"

"In normal times, I don't want to hear it, but now I seem to want to hear it." Nan Shijian said the truth.

Before Ming Shaojing had time to be grateful, he added another knife, "Of course, the more intention is that I want to know the story that you are worse than me, so that I can be more psychologically balanced."

Ming Shaojing felt his heart was pierced, and fell on the sofa clutching his chest, "Brother Shi, how can you be so poisonous."

"Okay, let's talk now."

Ming Shaojing sighed for a long time, "You still remember, when I first fell in love, I told you that I once liked a girl."

Nan Shijian had no impression at all.

Ming Shaojing knew it when he saw his expression, and said helplessly, "Okay, I know you don't remember, after all, you only knew Gu Zhihuan, Gu Zhihuan, Gu Zhihuan at that time, so why don't you care about us?" The life and death of these brothers."

"Talk about yourself! Don't gossip!" Nan Shijian gave another yellow card warning.

Ming Shaojing didn't dare to do it again, and hurriedly said, "That was my first heartbeat, and now that I think about it, it's also the only heartbeat from a different place. Maybe you think it's very naive in your eyes, but it's these naivety that can be easily discovered. That's what I really like."

To be honest, for a prodigal son like Ming Shaojing, talking about feelings is a kind of irony.

Ming Shaojing never told anyone, afraid of being ridiculed, and didn't want others to know his secret.

He once thought that he would keep this secret until he grew old...

Maybe the wine tonight was too intoxicating, or maybe I met someone who has fallen into the world.

He has the urge to tell his heart.

Although this person is not suitable for a heartfelt complaint.

"I know that in my current state, talking about feelings is a fucking insult to feelings, but I really liked her. Even now, as long as it's about her, as long as she finds me, I will go all out and go Help her." Ming Shaojing took a sip of wine, and then said indignantly, "You probably can't think of it, I confessed to a girl for the first time in my life, and I was rejected! I was rejected!"

"It's rare." Nan Shijian also thought so.

"Yeah, I'm invincible among the women. Who wouldn't be fooled by me? What kind of women do I, Ming Shaojing, want? They have always been the only ones to curry favor with me! They have always knelt and licked... Mine! But... I was just rejected." Ming Shaojing became more and more annoyed, "What do you say is wrong with me, why did she reject me?"

"You're such a scum." Nan Shi commented sharply.

Ming Shaojing's heart was blocked, and then he said calmly, "That's what she said about me."

"This girl has good eyes." Nan Shijian praised appreciatively.

Ming Shaojing felt even more hurt, "You all think I'm a scumbag, don't you? I often think I'm a scumbag, especially when those women are crying for me and fighting for my life. I also think I'm a scumbag, but Do you know? Feelings are always repaid by someone. The feelings I owed to these women were all retaliated by that person. In front of her, I was like licking a dog... I almost didn't I'm going to die, I'm crying and I'm crying."

Nan Shijian felt a lot more relaxed, and raised his hand slightly, "Maybe if you really go to cry and fight to the death, there will be a result."

Ming Shaojing had black lines on his face, "Don't confuse me, if I am so humble, what should I do if she is still so indifferent to me? What if she refuses me again?"

"Then just be more humble, just keep lowering the bottom line." Nan Shijian gave advice objectively.

Ming Shaojing sighed again, "I can take all 99 steps, but I want to leave the last step with dignity."

Hearing this, Nan Shijian was distracted for a moment.

Ming Shaojing also asked him at this time, "Brother Shi, what about you? If Gu Zhihuan keeps touching your bottom line, even if you lower it again and again, she still touches it, what will you do? You Will you give up your self-esteem and continue to beg her?"

"She won't..." Nan Shijian heard himself say.

But the answer in my heart was a little vague.

"I mean if." Ming Shaojing corrected.

"There is no if." He Nan Shijian also refused to accept the if.

Ming Shaojing couldn't help rolling his eyes, "Look, you still can't accept it."

"Just talk about your business, don't talk about me!" Nan Shijian said some nasty words to each other.

Ming Shaojing hurriedly begged for mercy, "Okay, okay, I won't talk, I will talk about my business, anyway, you know the current situation, the family has arranged for me a suitable person, and I will probably get engaged in a short time, maybe this All my life, I've been so careless, and I don't want to touch feelings."

"It's best if you let it go, but what I'm afraid of is..." Nan Shijian said with cold eyes, "You can't let it go."

This is the most damning place!
Ming Shaojing also abused himself like this before, why can't he let go?

Even though I have been rejected so many times, why can't I let it go?

If letting go is so easy, why is he struggling here?
Feelings, damn it!
Ming Shaojing took a sip of wine, and then cursed again, "Emotion is a piece of shit! I don't want it!"

He raised his glass to drink with Nan Shijian.

But when Nan Shi saw that he refused, he even made things worse by saying, "I still have Gu Zhihuan, I still have Gu Zhihuan."

Ming Shaojing was stabbed in the heart again.

Why do you want to complain about your feelings with someone who has a partner!

Isn't he looking for abuse by himself!
Ming Shaojing refused to accept what he thought, and simply asked him, "Brother Shi, why are you telling me why you have to die on this crooked neck tree like Gu Zhihuan? There are many women who want to marry you when Nanshi sees you." It's over, and what else is there, Zhang Lingxuan, yes, Zhang Lingxuan, what a beautiful woman, but you don't even look at it, how did your heart grow?"

Nan Shijian didn't like Ming Shaojing's words about Gu Zhihuan very much. Although his friends all had opinions on Gu Zhihuan, Nan Shijian was protecting his weaknesses and not allowing them to say anything wrong about Gu Zhihuan.

This Ming Shaojing was so cowardly tonight that he dared to say clearly that he would die.

Nan Shijian narrowed his eyes, and glanced at Ming Shaojing coldly, "There are many women who want to marry me in Nanshi, but the one I want to marry is Gu Zhihuan alone, and the ones you like Women are crooked neck trees!"

Ming Shaojing almost vomited blood, did brother understand what he meant at this time?

Forget it, seeing that Nan Shi was so stubborn in this respect, he didn't take it seriously.

Furthermore, he had found so many crooked neck trees, but after much deliberation, the crooked neck tree in his heart was more important.

When Ming Shaojing thought about it, he felt relieved again, and then drank again.

At this moment, Nan'an sneezed hard.

She rubbed her nose, drank the water in the cup, checked that it was still early, and went back to sleep.

***
Gu Zhihuan and Liang Syi rushed to Hehuan overnight and met Dr. Song.

Doctor Song had been waiting for them for a while, and when they arrived, he explained the situation to them.

Liang Syi is a doctor, so she can understand better. Although Gu Zhihuan doesn't understand many technical terms, she knows that the situation is not optimistic.

In the end, Dr. Song came to a conclusion and said, "My personal suggestion is to perform the operation immediately, which is very helpful for the patient's recovery and the success rate of the operation."

Liang Siyi looked at Gu Zhihuan, and saw that she was frowning again, feeling a little distressed, "Let's go and see Xiao Gu first."

"Yes." Both Gu Zhihuan and Liang Syi put on sterile clothing, and followed Dr. Song to the intensive care unit.

From the time Gu was born until now, he basically spent his days in the hospital.

For this reason, Gu Zhihuan has always blamed himself.

Although Xiao Gu is more than four years old, compared with other children of the same age, he is too thin and weak, like a three-year-old child.

He looks very similar to Gu Zhihuan. Liang Siyi once said that if Xiao Gu was a girl, she must be as beautiful as Gu Zhihuan.

Later he said that men and women who look like women are blessed people.

If Xiao Gu was really a blessed person, he wouldn't have suffered all these hardships.

Xiao Gu had already fallen asleep, and his whole face was red because of the fever.

On weekdays, his complexion is very pale, and only when he has a fever will he have some blood.

Valuation Huanhuan's heart hurts badly again, she held her hands to keep herself from crying, but the tears kept falling down uncontrollably.

Dr. Song said, "Xiao Gu has been very well-behaved these days and actively cooperated with our treatment."

Liang Siyi patted Gu Zhihuan's shoulder comfortingly, "Okay, let's discuss the surgery first."

No matter how reluctant he was, Gu Zhihuan could only nod his head.

Xiao Gu's visit time is fixed, Gu Zhihuan comes back every week, hoping to accompany Xiao Gu.

After they left the sterile room, Gu Zhihuan looked back three times at a step, watching the window gradually shrink, and finally landed on the sign hanging at the end of the bed.

Nan Gusheng.

That was the name she had given him.

The Nan I met in Nanshi, Gu Zhihuan's Gu, the life I depended on all my life.