Don't secretly shoot women's clothing gangsters

Qian Cheng felt that there was really no need for him to be jealous of Tianwaifei at this time, and besides, this jealousy was also very lacking in IQ.No matter how acquainted Zhou Xun and Ding Zile are, they are at most Fa Xiao and buddies, not to mention that now Ding Ziyue can't wait to guard Zhou Xun 24 hours a day, and there is no room for a needle.

In this sense, he and Zhou Xun can still be called... sisters-in-law?

Sister-in-law is a ghost.

Zhou Xun was still in a coma, but the operation was quite successful, just like in the TV series, all kinds of tubes were inserted in a mess, his complexion was pale, and he was extremely delicate.Ding Ziyue lay on the edge of the bed watching eagerly, so engrossed that he didn't even know his brother was coming.

I don't know how long he has been here, and I don't know if he has been lying there since he came.

The time in the room seemed to have stopped, Ding Ziyue, who was not warm in the chair, hadn't moved much in the past ten minutes.

"How long are you going to stay?" Ding Zile coughed, frowned and pulled his brother aside, "Don't lie on the bed, it's dirty."

Ding Ziyue was stunned for a while, his eyes were red for a long time, he barely straightened his back, and patted his clothes twice: "Where is it not dirty?"

"What can you do here?" Ding Zile lowered his voice, "His parents aren't here?"

"I'm going to come..." Ding Ziyue has no experience in such things, so he came here recklessly, and he opened his mouth to say that he is Zhou Xun's younger brother, and he has no idea what he can do.

Can only wait for him to wake up.

"Help a nurse." Ding Zile thought for a while, "The situation is stable now, I don't think the uncles and aunts should rush to notify, otherwise the new year will not be good."

When I was chatting with Zhou Xun when I was free, that guy said that if something happened, as long as he didn't die, don't tell his parents.

"So what if I tell you? My parents are not in good health." Zhou Xun poured water into his big porcelain cup with a smile. "Of course, you just leave as soon as you say, and you don't understand at all."

Ding Zile silently looked at Zhou Xun on the hospital bed, then turned around and went out to find the doctor to understand the situation.

"How is it?" Qian Cheng waited for him to come out of the office, and rushed to meet him.

"Probably there is nothing wrong..." Ding Zile scratched his head irritably, "I'll go, I can't understand what the doctor said, and it seemed to be serious and said that the situation is stable now...Let Ziyue take care, now It's not easy to hire a nurse for those who celebrate the Chinese New Year."

"Can he do it?" Qian Cheng wondered.

"Others can't tell. Zhou Xun is lying down now. He is definitely more careful than serving his own mother."

"The two of them..." Qian Cheng took two steps, "It's really hard to imagine."

"Yes," when Ding Zile mentioned this issue, he couldn't help but brood over old accounts, the first of which was the age difference between the two, "When Ziyue wore open crotch pants, this guy was about to graduate from elementary school, so it was just these two We only met each other last year, who would have thought that the two of them would actually get together."

"Don't look like a mother-in-law looking at a daughter-in-law." Qian Cheng followed out of the hospital gate, "Your brother should be an adult after Chinese New Year."

"So," Ding Zile raised his head and let out a puff of white air, "He has just come of age, what should Zhou Xun do if he wants to have something?"

Qian Cheng wanted to say that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, but after thinking about it, it seemed that his words were a generation behind, and after thinking about it: "I have a colleague, her mother-in-law was paralyzed before, and she hired a nanny, and it is said that it is not bad."

"Everyone goes home for the New Year, right?" Ding Zile was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him.

"Local," Qian Cheng said, "Let's wait for Brother Zhou to wake up first, I'll contact someone tomorrow."

"Hey." Ding Zile nodded, "Go home first?"

"Let's go."

"Why didn't he notify his family?" Qian Cheng couldn't help asking after walking a short distance.

"It's his old man's order." Ding Zile turned his head to look at him, "This guy is a dutiful son, he always reports good news but not bad ones. He has been telling me about his will every now and then, and he has been talking about it for several years."

"Several years." Qian Cheng glanced at Ding Zile.

"Aren't you?" Ding Zile looked at him with a slight smile, "Are you jealous?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm jealous." Qian Cheng shrugged his shoulders and jumped twice, "I'm just...a little envious."

"Envy him lying in the hospital during the Chinese New Year?"

"Can you let me finish the sentence?" Qian Cheng glared at him, "I just think that you have known him for so many years, and you know each other's situation, and you can ask Gu Gu, which is very enviable."

"Who's a kid?" Ding Zile smiled, "I have nothing to do with him, if there is anything, I'll treat him as a big brother."

"Then your brother climbed on top of you." Qian Cheng lowered his head and smiled, "I didn't make a fool of myself...Ding Zile, if I insist on talking about friends, you were probably the only one I grew up with."

"I'm a boyfriend." Ding Zile corrected.

"It's not contradictory." Qian Cheng glanced into the distance and jumped suddenly, "The car is coming! Hurry up!"

In all fairness, Ding Zile hated this kind of behavior of rushing desperately to catch the bus on the main road.If possible, he basically does not take the bus.And Qian Cheng is obviously very proficient in this business, and can even grab two seats on the bus full of old people and children.

There were not many people on the bus, and the two of them sat in the back seat and watched the well-dressed host on the bus TV introduce a certain restaurant with a tone that had never eaten food.

"Can we discuss it? Don't run like this next time." Ding Zile rested on the back of the chair for a long time, "My old heart can't bear it."

"Time is life." Qian Cheng said beside him, "I won't run away next time, just fly."

"Are you in need of a beating?" Ding Zile didn't want to talk to him, "Go and feed the cat later, I haven't seen you for a few days."

The one, two, three, and four cats are doing well, and the cats in the compound are in harmony.Surprisingly, Lele gave birth to a litter of kittens, and Ding Zile was instantly promoted to be a grandfather, feeling very delicate.

"Four," Ding Zile counted, "What's your name?"

"Don't you guys go home for the New Year?" The door of the management office under the bridge opening opened, and the manager poked his head out, "Come back to see the cat?"

"Ah, I'm thinking about it, when was it born?" Ding Zile turned this way whenever he had something to do, not only seducing wild cats without owners, but even domestic cats.

"Just yesterday." The administrator was wearing a cotton coat with a bowl in his hand, "I found out that it was born early in the morning."

Ding Zile knelt down to look at the cat, but didn't say much.

"Hey, do you want to take only one with you?" The uncle administrator glanced at the cat, "It's enough to keep one or two cats, and I'll give away the others."

"It's not good," Qian Cheng felt sorry for the newly promoted mother cat, "I haven't raised it yet."

"Several batches of it have been produced, so I can keep them all." The uncle smiled, "Tell me which one you like."

"This one," Ding Zile picked out a white one, "Is it a female cat?"

"I'll get you a bag." The uncle said with a smile, "It's the best."

"You are really good." Qian Cheng looked at him in surprise.

"Raise it, at least I will treat the cat better, I don't know about other people."

"I can't see that you are still so kind." Qian Cheng laughed.

"I've always been kind," Ding Zile looked at the cat. "Actually, I think we should raise something together. Whether it's a human or an animal, it's a living thing. There is a bond between us."

"We also grow flowers and plants." Qian Cheng said.

"That's different," Ding Zile smiled, "If one day I take the flowers and plants away, they won't miss you."

"Crazy." Qian Cheng rolled his eyes at him, "Where else can you go?"

When the kitten was taken away, the mother cat seemed to know something, and called a few times weakly.

"Take it back to see its mother in the future, it's so pitiful." Qian Cheng couldn't bear it, "You think cats should recognize their own children?"

"Probably." Ding Zile hugged the kitten and walked home against the wind, "Come on, let me introduce, this is your daughter."

Qian Cheng was unmoved by his promotion to become a father, and it took him a long time to realize that the kitten's mother is Ding Zile's daughter according to seniority, and he is the kitten's father...

"Ding Zile, you have to take advantage of this advantage!"

When he entered the building, the wind finally died down. Qian Cheng called home to report his safety while going upstairs. His mother was very concerned about Zhou Xun's situation and kept asking for a long time, just like his own son.No, if something happened to his son, his mother should be in the hospital by now.

When Qian Cheng put down the phone, he met Ding Zile's eyes: "What?"

"Auntie is very enthusiastic." Ding Zile hugged the kitten in one hand, and opened the door with the key in the other, "My mother didn't even ask... Oh, she doesn't know about it."

The two brothers kept it a secret.

"The situation is special." As soon as Qian Cheng entered the room, he wrinkled his nose from the long-term stagnant air, "I don't know what the smell is, open the windows and open the windows."

"It's only been two days." Ding Zile held the kitten in one hand, rummaged through the cabinet with the other, and finally found a cardboard box, "When did you become so sensitive?"

Qian Cheng opened the window, clapped his hands and turned back to the house: "Ding Zile, let me tell you, I am such a careful person."

"Qian Cheng," Ding Zile found an old clothes to make a nest for the kitten, "let's give our daughter a name."

The kitten is very cute, white and soft.He's really obedient, he doesn't bark indiscriminately, he's either asleep or half awake and half asleep along the way, occasionally barks twice to indicate that he's still alive, and if he barks a little louder, Qian Cheng has to get milk for it.

It stands to reason that Qian Cheng's name is now a journeyman, but he is still a little nervous when he thinks that this cat is his blood relative after all.

"Forget it, let's call him Bobo." Seeing his constipated face, Ding Zile still didn't want to embarrass him.

"Bobo?" Qian Cheng didn't understand why, "What allusion?"

"Michael Bobo is Mike's favorite." Ding Zile said, "If it's a yellow cat, it's Mike, and if it's a cat, it's Catalino."

"It's very old-fashioned." Qian Cheng said.

"That is, the cartoons that we middle-aged and elderly people have watched, but young people nowadays generally don't know about it." Ding Zile blinked, picked up the newspaper around him, rolled it into a cylinder, and put it in front of Qian Cheng, "I can interview you How does it feel to be a father for the first time?"

"Happy, nervous, and excited." Qian Cheng took the phone, looked at Ding Zile with squinted eyes, and said, "I want to thank the child's mother for putting in so much effort to bear children for me."

"The child's mother is taking care of other children." Ding Zile added seriously.

"Little Qian," Ding Zile said with a smile, "You know what? Now, I really want to start a family with you."

Ding Zile felt that he was not a person who would be emotionally sensitive, probably because there were too many things going on these days, making people vulnerable and impulsive.

It's easy to say silly things on impulse.

But these words are indeed what he has been pressing in his heart to say.

Qian Cheng held the newspaper microphone and did not move for a long time. After a while, he slowly withdrew his hand: "Home?"

Feeling a little embarrassed as soon as the words came out, Qian Cheng coughed: "I'm going to wash my hands, the cat hair in my hand..."

"What are you running for?" Ding Zile put his hand on his shoulder, "I'm already a father."

"I'll pour milk for your daughter!" Qian Cheng glared at him, probably the air in this room is really bad, breathing too much will affect IQ.

yes, home.Qian Cheng cut open a carton of milk and started to be dazed again for no reason.What is he and Ding Zile doing like this?

Being able to go to each other's house and appear as friends is probably the best result.

They are certainly not just friends.It's not that Qian Cheng didn't think about it, but he is a former straight man after all, and his imagination of family is very lacking, so when Ding Zile said this, he was still shocked.

with him.Start a family.

Ding Zile probably had the same meaning in bringing Bobo home, after all, he has a daughter now, doesn't he?It feels more like home.

"Did you steal a pack yourself?" Ding Zile leaned against the kitchen door, "What's wrong with you?"

"Drinking milk secretly, I don't want you to find out." Qian Cheng turned his back to him, "Do you want to heat it up?"

"Let's make it hotter." Ding Zile approached Qian Cheng, stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, "What's wrong? Are you still crying?"

"Go away, who's crying... Sometimes young people just can't control their emotions when they get excited at the moment." Qian Cheng poured milk into the small pot, "Grandpa Bobo, hurry to see your granddaughter."

"Look at me." Ding Zile pressed Qian Cheng's hand, "I'm really..."

"I know," Qian Cheng nodded, "I want to start a family with me."

"It doesn't matter who the parents are...we don't care about it. We can raise cats and dogs, and we can raise a child. When we get old, we can lean together to bask in the sun."

Qian Cheng smiled and leaned into his arms: "You think a lot."

"It's not thinking too much," Ding Zile hugged him tightly, "it's a goal to achieve."

Qian Cheng smiled and let his arms tighten.They are all lonely people, close together for one reason or another.Keeping each other warm in the cold winter.

"I boiled the milk." Qian Cheng patted his hand.

"Hold for a while longer." Ding Zile made a sullen voice.

"I'll hug you later," Qian Cheng said, "Your granddaughter must be starving."

Bobo's daughter was well chosen, and she basically didn't call her very much.Going to bed when you're full can't be more worry-free.

Ding Zile keeps urging Qian Cheng to take a bath, but both of them know what will happen next.The two old fathers frantically took care of their daughter, and fell exhausted on Ding Zile's big bed, only to find that they didn't even want to move their toes.

Ding Zile lay down and looked at his phone: "Ziyue is still guarding at the hospital."

"Can he handle it alone?" Qian Cheng looked at him, "Why don't we take turns in these two days?"

"I thought you didn't want to." Ding Zile glanced at him.

"Why don't you want to, Zhou Xun is your buddy and also my friend." Qian Cheng rolled up the quilt, "If I were my buddy, I would do the same."

"Aren't you without buddies?" Ding Zile smiled.

Qian Cheng patted Ding Zile's stomach: "That's you, buddy, friend, boyfriend, let's all work together."

"Little Qian, let me discuss something with you." Ding Zile moved Qian Cheng's hand down, "Should we go further?"

Qian Cheng didn't speak, the change he could clearly feel through the fluffy clothes made him suffocate.

"If you don't speak, I'll..." Ding Zile supported the bed with one arm, breathing on Qian Cheng's face.Qian Cheng closed his eyes.

"Come on." Qian Cheng stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Ding Zile's clothes.

When the panting gradually calmed down, Qian Cheng's emptied mind gradually regained consciousness.After restarting his brain, he realized that his exposed arms were already covered with goosebumps from the cold.

"Your air conditioner isn't working." Qian Cheng didn't bother to move. After all, he is a bit fragile now, but according to his young recovery ability, he should be alive and well tomorrow.He estimated optimistically.

"Aren't you a small stove?" Ding Zile touched his hand, and Qian Cheng frowned: "Brother, I will bear with you when you are on it. Now your hands are like popsicles. Are you still human?"

"Resource sharing." Ding Zile covered him with a quilt attentively, "It's getting hot, I'm cold now."

"Look for an electric blanket if you want a fever. It's okay to have an even heat." Qian Cheng turned over helplessly, "Brother, can you take it step by step, because if you suddenly touch my stomach, you'll catch a cold."

"That's fine." Ding Zile slowly touched Qian Cheng's back, "Is this okay?"

Qian Cheng felt itchy and cold: "Your hand is really... Traditional Chinese medicine says it's physical weakness."

"I'm not worthless, don't you know?" Ding Zile rubbed his back hard, "I'm born with cold hands and feet."

"That's emptiness." Qian Cheng said, "But it's also possible that you are too tall, your heart is far away from your limbs, and your blood supply is insufficient..."

"Didn't you study economics? You are so accomplished in medicine." Ding Zile rubbed Qian Cheng's stomach and burst out laughing, "Then look, Doctor Qian, do I still need to drink Chinese medicine to recuperate my Qi and blood?" ah?"

"Don't make fun of me... Hey, my mother always reads this." Qian Cheng moved towards Ding Zile so that the cold wind would not come between them. Son, stay here and there all day..."

Ding Zile stopped rubbing his hand, then continued.

Qian Cheng sighed lightly.

"What a good sigh."

"Tell us, it would be nice if one of us was a woman." Qian Cheng said after a long time, "You are a woman, or I am a woman."

"I don't think so." Ding Zile patted him lightly, "Isn't it good now? Except that I can't have children... just adopt one in the future."

"But if you were a woman," Qian Cheng smiled, "it's likely that you won't fall in love with me."

"I will like it." Ding Zile smiled and hugged him tightly, "Yes, my taste will not change."