Don't secretly shoot women's clothing gangsters

Zhou Xun was very upbeat. He woke up tenaciously after being in a coma for a day, probably because he knew that Ding Ziyue was waiting for him. If he overslept, it's hard to say whether this guy can hold on.

Ding Ziyue was so happy that he almost went out to beat the gong to encourage the lions, but more serious problems followed: Although Ding Ziyue was idle, his nursing level was at a level that would be complained on the first day.Ding Zile overestimated the power of love, thinking that at least for Zhou Xun's sake, this guy could improve himself rapidly, but in the end, the mud couldn't support the wall at all.

Qian Cheng couldn't bear to watch from the sidelines, and allowed Ding Ziyue to watch on the sidelines, but it was better to avoid serving Zhou Xun himself, so as not to cause Zhou Xun a second injury.

Zhou Xun was still very weak, as fragile as a piece of paper. For the first few days, he could only rely on drips to maintain him, but the doctor said that he could eat some liquid food for a few days.Ding Ziyue had no choice but to rush to do some rough work. After all, Chef Qian's mood and craftsmanship were directly related to Zhou Xun's quality of life. At this time, Qian Cheng was the uncle.

"Do you want to go to your brother's place to have a rest?" Qian Cheng delivered the meal to Ding Ziyue, looked at his blue eye circles, "You can't do anything now, go back and take a shower, sleep before coming back, Save yourself from ruining yourself."

"I'm fine," Ding Ziyue said, "When I ran long distances with my dad..."

"I'm not worried about you." Ding Zile rolled his eyes aside, "You stink now, do you still want to smoke Zhou Xun to death?"

"Ah, really?" Ding Ziyue was shocked, raised his arm and put it under his nose to sniff, "It really smells so bad?"

"Is your nose broken?" Ding Zile frowned. "How many days have you been here? Have you taken a shower? Go back and come back at night."

"Let's go." Qian Cheng tugged at him, "Brother Zhou is asleep, and he won't wake up for a while."

Only then did Ding Ziyue reluctantly leave the hospital step by step.

"Take a shower first and get some sleep." Qian Cheng stretched out his hand to stop the taxi, "If you're like this, he hasn't recovered yet, so you fall down first..."

"It's okay..." Ding Ziyue yawned long before he finished speaking, and simply swallowed the rest of the words.

Sometimes people are stretched by a single nerve, and it’s okay to carry it all the time. They don’t feel tired for a few days and nights, but when the string is loosened and the environment is changed, they suddenly feel very tired.

Although Ding Ziyue admits that he didn't do anything, he watched day and night like a fan, and sometimes hurt others if he was not careful, but this kind of state that relies on love to generate electricity looks beautiful, but it doesn't last long. For example, now, Ding Ziyue has the idea of ​​falling asleep at any time when he pours hot water.

"I put the clothes here for you." Qian Cheng took a change of clothes—naturally picked up from Ding Zile, and knocked on the bathroom door, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Ding Ziyue said inside, "Got it."

"Hey, I'll go," Ding Ziyue sighed very maturely as he wiped his hair on the sofa, "why do I feel so sleepy?"

"Blow dry your hair." Qian Cheng poured milk for Bobo, "Go to your brother's room and sleep."

"I'll be right here." Ding Zi jumped onto the sofa, "It's as comfortable as this."

"Then go to my room." Qian Cheng picked him up, "Blow dry your hair, or you'll get migraines when you get older."

"Why are you like my brother?" Ding Ziyue got up helplessly, and caught a glimpse of Miss Bobo who had been as quiet as a chicken, "Do you have a cat?"

"Ah." Qian Cheng nodded, "Are you still asleep?"

"Sleep!" Ding Ziyue categorically stopped talking nonsense, "But Brother Qian, let's chat when I wake up."

Qian Cheng didn't know what Ding Ziyue would talk to him about.But we can imagine general contents.After all, he is a teenager in love... Qian Cheng settled Ding Ziyue, ignored the "call me in an hour", thought about it, hugged the small quilt, and lay down on the sofa in the living room for a while.

Miss Bobo ran over, calling cautiously at his feet.

"Good girl." Qian Cheng picked up the kitten. The child was really docile, lying in his arms obediently. Qian Cheng closed his eyes and vaguely felt the beating of his heart. He didn't know if it was his or Kitten's.

Cling to each other, live.

Really tired.Delivering meals to Ding Ziyue, communicating with the hospital, the nurses I made an appointment with a few days ago have just confirmed that they will be on duty this afternoon...Family matters, kitten matters, I will start work in a few days...Qian Cheng closed his eyes I didn't feel how sleepy I was before, but now I can fall asleep as soon as I lean on the sofa without a pillow.

Woke up early this morning to cook...

"Where's your father! Did he not want you anymore?" The immature child's voice rang in my ears.

"He has no father!" another voice rushed.

"No wonder! He only has his mother!" A strange cry came from nowhere.

"His mother is not his real mother either!" Someone added immediately.

"Oh—" It seemed that a well-known secret had been revealed. Everyone cheered for it, and then everyone fled in all directions before the teacher arrived.

"...I'm fine."

Such a scene has been staged so many times that he doesn't even bother to find the teacher.In fact, the procedure is very simple. It is nothing more than a group of people who repeat similar words tirelessly.

Whether it is "no father" or "mother is not my real mother", even the content has not been updated.Qian Cheng knew that they were just enjoying such a process.

"Your name is Qian Cheng?" The little boy who spoke had two front teeth.

"Yes." Qian Cheng picked up the stones at his feet and threw them into the lake. "Boom", swallowed into the water.

"It's not like this," the front tooth picked up one, "Look, it should be like this."

The little stone jumped happily on the surface of the water for a long time, and finally sank into the water.

"What's the difference." Qian Cheng put away his surprise, "They're all going to fall into the water anyway, so what's the use of doing those tricks."

"But it's pretty." The front tooth said, "I'll come and play with you in the future."

"..."

Qian Cheng only remembered his very protruding front teeth, and after throwing pebbles by the lake for a month, he still didn't know the other's name.He probably didn't say it, or maybe he did, but Qian Cheng forgot.

When Qian Cheng finally wanted to ask the name of the front teeth, the front teeth disappeared.

Some said he drowned to death, others said he moved away, anyway, Qian Cheng never saw him again.

"It's not like this... You see, use your wrist, and then..."

"Brother Qian? Damn! Wake up!" Ding Zile patted Qian Cheng's face, "Why did you fall asleep?"

"Why?" Qian Cheng brushed Ding Ziyue's hand away, "What time is it?"

"Four o'clock!" Ding Ziyue was so angry that he didn't know how long he had slept when he opened his eyes, but the curtains were still drawn. Ding Ziyue thought he had slept all day, so he was so scared that he quickly turned to his phone.After being shocked, he went out to see that this guy Qian Cheng had also fallen asleep.

"It's only four o'clock..." Qian Cheng moved his arms, and the kitten also woke up. It blew twice, jumped off the sofa and went back to its nest.

"Damn." Ding Ziyue was stubbornly covering his half of his buttocks with the sofa, "Why don't you continue to sleep, I'll pack up and go back to the hospital."

"Huh?" Qian Cheng climbed up with one hand supporting the sofa, "Do you have a change of coat?"

"I even own my brother's underwear," Ding Ziyue smiled, "I'll just make do with it."

"Let me get it for you." Qian Cheng said, "Your clothes, be careful when Zhou Xun smells them and faints."

"Hey..." Ding Ziyue saw Qian Cheng open the door of his brother's room with ease, and opened the closet with a face of course... He immediately confirmed it, and it was exactly what Zhou Xun said.

This kid Qian Cheng can do it.

"Take a look at this one." Qian Cheng took the most un-"Ding Zile" coat. According to Ding Zile, it was the evil result of buying it cheap for a while, and it was no different from a sanitation worker when he put it on.But he still keeps this dress, it is said that it is to alert himself, it is very meaningful and effective.

Ding Ziyue is still a little jealous of his brother. Ever since he was thrown out of his house without knocking on the door when he was a child, Ding Ziyue always keeps away from things with Ding Zile's mark.Now he can wear his brother's underwear... He is sure that his brother will never wear these pants again, but seeing Qian Cheng enter his brother's room and open his brother's closet, he turned a blind eye to women's clothing and rummaged through it pick to...

Ding Ziyue couldn't help asking: "What are you and my brother?"

Qian Cheng was stunned for a moment, then threw the clothes to him with a straight face: "Try it."

"Have you done it?" Ding Ziyue held on to the clothes relentlessly, "Have you done it?"

Qian Cheng glared at him: "Yes."

"Damn." Ding Ziyue was stunned for a long time, and suddenly the innocent boy possessed him, and his cheeks and ears turned red, "You're hiding pretty well."

"So what if you hide it tightly? Don't you still know?" Qian Cheng folded his arms and looked at Ding Ziyue, "Try it, I don't dare to move your brother's other clothes."

Ding Ziyue put on a rough coat, although it was ugly and chic, but at least it was clean, and it was quite windy.Also resistant to dirt.

"Then I will wear this one." Ding Ziyue said.

"I'll put your clothes in the washing machine to stir." Qian Cheng nodded, "According to the current wind...you should be able to do it tomorrow."

"Brother Qian." Ding Ziyue put his hands in his pockets, "You and my brother are serious, right?"

"What?" Qian Cheng didn't respond for a moment.

"...I'll just worry about it." Ding Ziyue frowned, "You and I don't know...but my brother, who went all the way to death, is very suitable for hanging on a tree."

"You mean..." Qian Cheng concluded, "Your brother is very devoted?"

"Probably... But I haven't seen him talk to anyone." Ding Ziyue felt a little cold after standing for a long time, shrugged his shoulders and jumped twice, "You are probably the first person who can go into his room and look through his things." one."

Qian Cheng smiled: "I'm so touched when you say that."

"I'm serious, so Brother Qian," Ding Ziyue leaned against the wall and looked at him, "Are you serious?"

Qian Cheng never expected that it would be Ding Ziyue's turn to question him.

For a moment he felt that this matter was extremely ridiculous, but when he thought about it carefully, his suspicion was not unreasonable.Two people are together, sometimes not entirely because of love, sometimes because of one reason or another.

The relationship between Qian Cheng and Ding Ziyue has long been due to some ulterior motive. This matter is known to Qian Cheng, Ding Ziyue and his mother. If Ding Zile knew about it, he could just cover it up. Leave... Although he stopped the deal in time, he is now with Ding Zile, what do people think?

If you think the money is too little, why don't you just lock this person up?

The reason why he couldn't hide it was because he hadn't figured out how to explain this to Ding Ziyue.

At least in Ding Ziyue's eyes, Qian Cheng may not be a guy with a bottom line and sticks to principles.

Thinking about it this way, Ding Ziyue's question is quite weighty.It's a mortar rocket missile.

Bomb him to nothing.

... Damn, do you still want to let your husband eat?

"Of course." Qian Cheng sighed, "I still have a bottom line."

Ding Ziyue said "I don't believe it".

Qian Cheng smiled: "I'm down here. Although I don't have any money... I wouldn't sell myself for money."

Of course, this reason is not sufficient. I don't know if Ding Ziyue has a deep understanding or feels that it is meaningless to ask further questions, so he just nodded: "Anyway... Although I am not close to my brother..."

"I know." Qian Cheng said, "You will still stab two knives for your brother."

"That's what it means."

"Do you want me to cook for your Zhou Xun?" Qian Cheng rolled his eyes.

"Yes!" When this matter was mentioned, Ding Ziyue immediately jumped up, "Is it too late to make porridge now?"

"Go buy it." Qian Cheng walked out of Ding Zile's room and closed the door, "Your brother probably hasn't eaten yet. Auntie will arrive this afternoon, so don't worry about the rest, she will take care of the food."

"Then you don't need to cook..." Ding Ziyue grasped the point.

"It's not that you don't need to do it, it's that you don't need to do it all at once." Qian Cheng sighed.

Zhou Xun is actually quite easy to serve. After all, he has a good body and is considered young. He has never experienced any hardships in this line of work, and he won't yell if he gets a little bit painful.The most important thing is that the nurse's aunt is really good, coupled with Qian Cheng's occasional food service, Zhou Xun quickly swelled from a pale piece of paper into a round bun.

The speed of wound healing, in Ding Ziyue's words, is a gratifying growth.

Qian Cheng was somewhat complacent. After all, the porridge he was learning and selling had won unanimous praise from patients and their families. The nurse's aunt dealt with it, and he himself retired honorably.

As a result, Zhou Xun was still missing for several days.

"I don't even have anything to eat, so don't even think about it." Ding Zile came to see Zhou Xun after work. This guy had a very comfortable life in the hospital. His aunt took care of him, and the nurse's little sister would give him some snacks from time to time—of course, Ding Ziyue was all taken care of. After eating it, there is no need to work overtime. A few days ago, my colleague brought me a message saying that I would give him a third-class merit.

"Look at your injury, it kills many birds with one stone." Ding Zile threw the thermos in front of him, "Eat, today is my aunt's handicraft."

"Why don't you try to get hurt too." Zhou Xun held the thermos, "Well, actually, Auntie's craftsmanship is pretty good..."

"A few days ago, I don't know who was crying and asking Qian Cheng to cook." Ding Zile was quite surprised. He thought that Qian Cheng was basically insulated from cooking, but he didn't expect that Zhou Xun was injured, and he would help light up the food by the way. Qian Cheng's new skills are simply gratifying.

"Why are you so proud." Zhou Xun finished the soup with great force, "You didn't make it."

"What he did was what I did." Ding Zile helped him put away his things, "You should rest first, Ding Zile will jump over in a while."

"Hey, talk to me for a while."

"You talk too much, the doctor told you to rest."

"Damn, you can't be angry with me at this time, do you know?" Zhou Xun leaned on the hospital bed and began to act delicate, "For the sake of serving the people..."

"Okay." Ding Zile didn't even move his butt, "What are we talking about?"

"My parents... are you still hiding it?" Zhou Xun moved with difficulty.

"I'm keeping it from you. Hey, your parents' IQs are too high, and you have to write a draft when you lie." Ding Zile frowned, "5 brain cells will be killed by calling back and forth within [-] minutes."

"Ha, that's an exaggeration." Zhou Xun smiled.

Unlike Ding Zile's parents, who are basically semi-literate, Zhou Xun's parents can be regarded as serious intellectuals-their middle school teachers, Ding Zile and Ding Ziyue, have been taught by them, and Ding Zile still has to teach them during the holidays. Call to say hello, and if you get a chance, take something to walk around.

In the past, it was a pure teacher-student friendship, plus he and Zhou Xun had a good relationship, and now they have brought some ideas to pave the way for Ding Ziyue and appease his in-laws.

"Why not." Ding Zile smiled, "Your mother may be addicted to watching criminal investigation dramas recently, and she dragged me to discuss the plot, which made me refill the dramas every day."

"Don't make excuses for being addicted to watching dramas." Zhou Xun said, "You can send me something later, just the ones we posted last time."

"You are ashamed to send that little thing." Ding Zile thought for a while, "I still have some dried scallops and shiitake mushrooms, I will bring them to your mother later."

"Hey..." Zhou Xun rubbed his stomach and smiled, "Brother, why do I feel like I'm getting worse and worse."

"It's not like you that such a small matter will hurt the spring and the autumn." Ding Zile leaned back in his chair, "It's not bad, you're only old."

"I'm older than you." Zhou Xun smiled, "I didn't have anything to do with it, but now Ziyue...ah, what, I always feel sorry for him."

"I really want to thank you for still thinking like this." Ding Zile said helplessly, "You got married... the water my brother threw out. I am also very sad and angry."

"I will let him live well." Zhou Xun said.

"Your words really have no weight at all."

Zhou Xun didn't bother to argue with him anymore, the possibility of the two of them "having a good chat" was almost zero.In fact, the two of them basically didn't need to talk about it, they would know what the other person meant after a little bit.

Ding Zile felt that he had the intention of entrusting his brother to the other party, even though this was just his own wishful thinking, Ding Ziyue didn't need him to go through this procedure in a hypocritical way.

"Brother!" Ding Ziyue probably ran all the way here, at least he didn't shout while running, which is considered an improvement.

"Why don't you fly?" Ding Zile looked at him slightly, "What's wrong?"

"Uncle and aunt!" Ding Ziyue held the door nervously, "Zhou Xun! Your parents! They know!"

"Damn?" Ding Zile felt that he could hardly hold the thermos steadily, "What's going on?"