Master, he has to report his thoughts every day [Rebirth]

The two returned home, Zhou Li went to the kitchen to help Shu Wangbei cook, and when the time was almost up, he prepared to drive to pick up his brother.

Before leaving, he took out a small black book from his trouser pocket and handed it to Shu Wangbei, "I almost forgot, I got you a driver's license, and if you are free tomorrow, I will teach you how to drive."

Shu Wangbei wiped the water from his hands, took the car book and looked through it, "You bought it with money?"

Zhou Li smiled, "Don't worry, when you go to the driving school, you still have to serve those coaches like you served your ancestors. It takes less than a few minutes to drive in a day, so I might as well teach you."

Shu Wangbei still didn't understand, "Why should I learn to drive?"

"Why is this kid so stupid all of a sudden? My brother's legs haven't recovered yet, so you'll have to drive this car to pick him up from now on." Zhou Li said.

Shu Wangbei was still dull, "Aren't you going to drive the car?"

Zhou Li laughed, "I bought it for my brother, who would drive it all the way back?"

After Zhou Li left, Shu Wangbei took a closer look at his driver's license, and found that he was still holding a B license, which allowed him to drive a bus. He suddenly became a veteran driver, and he was really not used to it. .

......

When Zhou Li arrived at the nursing home, Zhou Xi was already waiting for him at the door.

Zhou Li wanted to carry him into the car, but he refused with a wave of his hand. He stood up from the wheelchair and slowly moved a few steps to hold the car door. Zhou Li supported him behind him, and he sat in.

"It seems to be recovering better than a few days ago." Zhou Li said.

Zhou Xi nodded, "The doctor said that after I can stand up, I will recover faster and faster, and I can gradually reduce the time I spend in the nursing home."

Zhou Li got into the car, didn't start the engine, and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, as if he was in deep thought.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Xi asked.

"Xiao Ran was discharged from the hospital that day. When I sent him back, I felt something was wrong. I thought about it and went there again at night. When I arrived at his house, the door was unlocked. No one answered when I knocked, so I opened the door and went in. Then , Guess what I saw?" Zhou Li turned his head to look at his brother, and then continued without waiting for his response, "He knelt on the ground motionless, his mother is beating him to death."

Zhou Xi moved her fingers on her lap and asked, "What happened later? Did you call the hospital?"

Zhou Xi shook her head, "This is someone else's family business, I can't control it to that extent. I stopped his mother at the time, but I found that her state was very wrong, she looked at Xiao Ran with crazy eyes, she didn't look like a mother at all Looking at my own children is more like looking at an enemy."

"At that time, she wanted to break free from me and crazily wanted to jump on Xiao Ran. I couldn't help it. I found a bed sheet and tied her to a chair, and then asked Xiao Ran to call his relatives one by one. I didn't know until they came. It turns out that his mother has been like this for a while, before Xiao Ran threw himself into the river, she was not normal, this time Xiao Ran was released from the hospital, she was stimulated by something, it was even worse."

"Before his relatives came, I chatted with Xiao Ran for a while."

"The year his father passed away, because of his puppy love, the house was full of chaos, and his father couldn't bear the disturbance, so he took him away from home and lived in a firecracker factory. It was empty, and the sales volume was particularly good that year. On the first day of the first day of the new year, the factory manager Xiao organized workers to work overtime to produce a batch of goods, which were prepared for the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. They worked late that day, and the safety management in the factory was usually in place, but It was the first day of the new year, and there is a local saying that dumplings must be eaten on the first night of the first day of the new year. The workers in the factory gathered together to cook dumplings and drink wine. Later, some people drank too much and smoked when they went to the toilet..... When the accident happened, Factory Manager Xiao was not close to the incident, so he could have escaped, but he let Xiao Ran go first, and went back to the factory to save people by himself. Many people died in that accident, and Factory Manager Xiao sent it to the hospital. I lost my temper, and since then, Xiao Ran's mother has hated him."

"It doesn't make sense." Zhou Xi frowned, "There is no reason to blame Xiao Ran for this matter. There is no necessary causal relationship between Xiao Ran's puppy love and this matter."

Zhou Li nodded, "Xiao Ran also told me something about his parents when he was a child. His mother was not only very strict with him, but also with his father. He stipulated what time he had to get home after work every day. He often sent messages when he brought his colleagues and friends back. His temper turned the table over, and his mother has a strong cleanliness."

Zhou Xi pondered for a while, "You mean, she was not normal at that time?"

"Yes, it's just that the symptoms were relatively mild at that time, and others thought she was too extreme, and no one thought about mental illness." Zhou Li said, "The results of the examination at Anding Hospital have come out, and her mother is a severe delusion of being persecuted. Syndrome, as well as mania, have missed the best treatment time."

Zhou Xi's brows frowned even tighter. He knew that Zhou Li didn't need to tell him about Xiao Ran's family affairs, so he looked at Zhou Li thoughtfully, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Zhou Li looked back at Zhou Xi's eyes and said hesitantly, "When I was a child..."

"That's not the case." Zhou Xi interrupted his guess, "Zhou Yan is not mentally ill, she is normal."

"But..." Zhou Li wanted to argue.

Zhou Xi stopped his words, "Don't think about it, things are definitely not like this."

"Brother, you have something to hide from me." Zhou Li used an affirmative sentence.

Zhou Xi didn't answer, and turned his head to stop looking at him.

Zhou Li knew that the conversation was over, so he hesitated for a while, but he didn't ask any more questions.

......

After dinner that night, Shu Wangbei, who had a bad intention, went to the dark room to take a bath, boiled a pot of hot water and put it in the bathtub to adjust the temperature. You wipe your back."

Zhou Xi didn't refuse, and took off his shirt generously in front of him. Shu Wangbei couldn't help but wiped the corners of his mouth, fearing that his drooling would be embarrassing for Mr. Zhou to see.

When Zhou Xi helped the wheelchair to take off his pants, Shu Wangbei couldn't hold on any longer. He felt a hot stream rushing down his nose, and quickly raised his head and yelled, "Teacher Zhou, take a look at me, am I bleeding?" Nosebleed?"

Zhou Xi looked up and saw that his nose was bleeding, so he quickly let him sit on the edge of the tub. Fortunately, he could stand for a while now, rolled up toilet paper and stuffed it into his nostrils, and then wiped his face with a paper towel The blood was wiped everywhere, the blood dried quickly, most of it was wiped off, but some remained on Shu Wangbei's face and around the nose and mouth, after wiping it for a while, Zhou Xi couldn't help laughing.

Since marrying Shu Wangbei, Zhou Xi smiled much more than in the past, but this kind of laughter was still rare.

Shu Wangbei looked up at him sadly, and now he wanted to say something: Little goblin, it's all your fault for being too hot!

Shu Wangbei was worried that Zhou Xi would be tired after standing for a long time, which would affect his performance on the bed for a while. When the blood flow stopped, he quickly asked Zhou Xi to sit in the bathtub. He took a basin and scooped out a basin from the bathtub. Just as Zhou Xi wanted to stop him, he saw that he had already wiped off the blood on his face with that little water.

After it was done, Shu Wangbei, with a ball of paper stuffed in his nose, approached it with a smile.

Zhou Xi looked at him worriedly, "Are you sure you're okay?"

Shu Wang Bei nodded fiercely, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, perhaps because he nodded too much, the paper tube in his nose fell out, and a stream of bright red blood flowed down his middle, crossed his lips, and dripped on the front of his clothes.

"...," Zhou Xi looked at him speechlessly.

This time Shu Wangbei had experience, he quickly pulled a large ball of toilet paper, stuffed it into his nostrils, stretched one nostril, and said stubbornly, "This time there must be no problem."

Zhou Xi smiled again, stretched out a slender and muscular arm from the tub, and patted Shu Wangbei's head, "Forget it, I don't need you to wipe your back, you go back to your room first."

Shu Wangbei stubbornly refused to leave, Zhou Xi poked out half of his body and kissed him on the lips, "Don't worry, go back and wait for me."

Zhou Xi's body was dripping wet, his eyes were different from before, charming like a water demon.

Shu Wangbei's face turned even redder, and for a moment he felt itchy in his nostrils, he didn't dare to hold on any longer, and moved out in embarrassment with his head raised.

When he returned to the bedroom, he hammered on the bed several times in resentment. He only hated himself for not living up to himself. He had thought about playing beauties in the water for a long time.

But fortunately, the night is still long, and he has other opportunities.

After about twenty minutes, Zhou Xi came back with wet hair.

The window of the bedroom was open, and the night in mid-August was already somewhat chilly. Shu Wangbei was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he quickly closed the windows, drew the curtains, and found a towel to help Zhou Xi dry his hair.

He was anxious, and his actions were very rude. He rubbed Zhou Xi's hair into a mess, but Zhou Xi was not angry, and followed him. Shu Wangbei looked down and couldn't help laughing, his hair was messed up. The handsomeness of Mr. Zhou, who is like a bird's nest, has decreased by 0.1 percentage points.

Shu Wangbei locked the door, drew all the curtains, and turned off the headlights in the room, leaving only two dim desk lamps.

He snickered and took a large roll of toilet paper from the cabinet. He didn't know what happened to Mr. Zhou, anyway, he must need a lot of paper, otherwise it would be so difficult to wash when it got on the bed sheet.Then he still didn't forget to pour a glass of water and put it on the bedside table. A dry throat would also affect his performance.

When he finished all this work, he found that Zhou Xi had already sat on the bed, and the drawer of the bedside table over there was open. When Shu Wangbei looked over, Zhou Xi had already closed the drawer.

Shu Wangbei kicked off his slippers, crawled onto the bed a few times, and sat across from Zhou Xi.

The two sat cross-legged facing each other, each knowing what was going to happen.

The air became ambiguous at this moment, Shu Wangbei felt embarrassed first, and lowered his gaze to meet Zhou Xi.

After a while, a hand slowly stretched out from his lowered gaze, grabbing the back of his clenched fist on his lap.

Zhou Xi grabbed one of his hands, pulled him closer to her slowly, hugged him into her arms, tightly wrapped her arms around him, Shu Wangbei could hear his heartbeat, beating a little anxiously .

"Are you sure you're ready?" Zhou Xi asked, his voice was no longer as cold as before, and the content contained in it made Shu Wangbei's heart beat fast.

Shu Wangbei clenched his fists to cheer himself up, and put his arms around Zhou Xi's back, "It's okay to fight for [-] rounds right away."

Zhou Xi couldn't help being amused by him again, touched the soft hair on the top of his head, and pulled Shu Wangbei slightly with one hand to lie down on the bed.

Shu Wangbei had already forgotten the huge ball of toilet paper in his nostrils, and he was still trying his best not to be shy, and looked at Zhou Xi, trying to create a sentimental atmosphere.

Zhou Xi covered him, Shu Wangbei couldn't help panting violently, Zhou Xi's eyes darkened suddenly, and the intense focus and possessive eyes that Shu Wangbei had seen before burst out again come out.

Unconvinced, Shu Wangbei turned his head slightly to avoid his sight, Zhou Xi pinched his chin with his fingers, not minding the shape of his face, twisted his chin back somewhat forcefully, bowed his head and kissed him on the on his lips.