I'm fierce, I'm aggressive

Putting on Mu Chen's coat, Xing Wen slowly moved to the bedside.

Mu Chen pushed the wheelchair over, hesitated for a while and stretched out his hand: "Let me help you."

"Thank you." Xing Wen thought it was quite funny.

He touched the ground with his less seriously injured left foot, and at the moment when he felt a burst of sourness, he let more than half of his body weight fall on Mu Chen.

Mu Chen hugged his waist reflexively, Xing Wen frowned in pain: "Just be gentle."

"You really... have nothing good about you." Mu Chen's ears were slightly hot.

"You don't even think about how many meters I've been knocked into the air." Xing Wen's lips almost kissed Mu Chen's hair.

The two were clinging to each other's bodies, which looked like an intimate hug.

It just couldn't last three seconds.

Xing Wen's legs hurt, while Mu Chen was so pressed that he almost couldn't stand still, so he quickly put Xing Wen on the wheelchair.

"It's too heavy. Who can resist you when you get old?" Mu Chen got up from him, feeling like his waist was broken.

"I want you to take care of it." Xing Wen glanced at him.

This fox looks too overwhelmed.

"I find you are very attractive now." Mu Chen went around behind him, finally able to smile, "My lord, where do you want to go?"

"There is a garden downstairs, just wander around there." Xing Wen said.

"You really got me." Mu Chen pushed him into the elevator.

"Who dares." Xing Wen replied politely, "...Turn right in front."

Mu Chen: "..."

Xing Wen has never experienced the feeling of being pushed around, which reminds him of the brat in the shopping cart in the supermarket.

With just one finger, you can go anywhere you want.

It's just that he probably couldn't imagine how much Mu Chen wanted to beat him right now.

"Sure enough, let's go back to the fountain." Xing Wen specially directed Mu Chen to go around.

A tic-tac-toe exploded on Mu Chen's head, and after pushing him into the long pavilion covered with vines and wild flowers, his hair finally exploded. He raised his foot and gave the wheelchair a ruthless slap.

With the seat belt buckled, Xing Wen suddenly rushed forward with the car and the people before he could react at all.

Xing Wen: "Ah, Mu Chen, you uncle!!!"

Mu Chen quickly chased after him and made another kick before the wheelchair stopped.

The wheelchair galloped through the wind, and after repeated several times, it finally reached the fountain all the way.

Barely stopped after a few steps, hundreds of water columns in the fountain climbed into the sky at the same time, and the water vapor filled the air.

Just as Xing Wen was about to get mad, he turned around and saw Mu Chen struggling so hard that he couldn't breathe immediately.

"I can't do it anymore." Mu Chen squatted down in front of the wheelchair.

"You want to play like this yourself..." In the middle of Xing Wen's words, Mu Chen suddenly looked up at him.

The lights in the fountain come on, changing colors of red or blue.

Mu Chen's fair face was stained a thin layer of red by the light through the water, with one hand resting on the edge of the wheelchair, his chest heaving uncontrollably due to panting.

This scene suddenly coincided with a scene I had seen in the past.

Xing Wen came back to his senses, realized that it was in a dream, and at the same time realized that he had reached out his hand to support Mu Chen's face.

Mu Chen stared at him blankly, with a shaken look in his eyes.

too weird.

Now this... is it also a dream?

Xing Wen's slender fingers caressed the tear mole around Mu Chen's eyes, and a desire to love and love flowed in his heart.

Mu Chen opened his mouth, probably wanting to say something, but he didn't stop breathing, and his heart was still beating violently like thunder.

So he didn't say anything, but quietly closed his eyes.

It was a tacit consent, more like an invitation.

The world is silent.

Xing Wen's bandage-wrapped right hand gently pressed Mu Chen's hand on the edge of the wheelchair, as if fearing that someone would run away, his body slowly leaned forward...

The fountain in front of him suddenly changed its tone, and the water splashed one after another.

Just a second before the lips touched, Mu Chen jumped up in a quick reaction, and Xing Wenla didn't stop him.

"Shui Shui Shui!" Mu Chen supported the back of the wheelchair with both arms, and dragged the person away from the scene as quickly as possible.

Too bad he wasn't fast enough.

In the process of changing the shape of the fountain, the range of the water outlet expanded, and the water column shot up from the position where they had just been.

Xing Wen managed to avoid being affected, but Mu Chen was still taken aback.

The back is all wet.

"Are... are you okay?" Xing Wen asked after a long while.

Mu Chen looked irritable, and pushed Xing Wen quickly to the inpatient building while his body was dripping with water.

The water flowed all the way, and Mu Chen was frozen into a fox ball. With fierce eyes, he took a set of brand new hospital gowns handed over by the nurse.

Xing Wen was still sitting in a wheelchair. The scene in front of the fountain didn't seem to have happened at all, and he was in a trance.

"Yes, it's the fountain downstairs in the hospital." After Mu Chen changed his clothes, he opened the door of the private bathroom in the ward and came out.

Xing Wen took a look, the blue and white striped hospital gown was a bit too big for him.

"Push flat." Mu Chen stepped on the soft blanket, walked to the window with bare feet and looked down, "Did you understand, push flat! The lighting is very unconventional, do you think this is a nightclub—"

Downstairs, the fountain is still spraying water upwards arrogantly, enjoying the last joy of life.

"Don't change the fish pond!" Mu Chen continued to rage, "After the pond is leveled, plant some... What do you like?"

Xing Wen was still in a daze, but suddenly realized that Mu Chen was asking him.

"What plants do you like?" Mu Chen looked at him this time and asked.

"Cactus?" Xing Wen continued to be dazed.

"Cactus!" Mu Chen taunted and shouted on the phone, "Did you hear me, the cactus will be planted before eight o'clock tomorrow morning!"

Mu Chen must have been mad with anger. After calling Xing Wen, he took a look at Xing Wen and walked away in his hospital gown with his clothes in his arms.

After walking for 5 minutes, he came back again, and Xing Wen watched helplessly as he slipped out his soaked underwear from the bathroom.

Then isn't he now... Xing Wen looked slightly shocked.

"You can't wear it when it's wet." Mu Chen casually threw the underwear into the trash, and ran away in despair: "Good night, Zhu Xing!"

Xing Wen: "..."

The next day.

The first morning glow of winter penetrated the clouds and fell on the earth, illuminating the thriving cactus downstairs in the hospital.

"That's...horrible." Tang Yao sighed while lying in front of the window, "Is there something wrong with the hospital owner's aesthetics?"

Xing Wen leaned on the hospital bed, not wanting to say that was his aesthetic...

The original fountain was half the size of the playground. After it was flattened overnight, the cacti were densely planted like Junji Ito's comics.

Xing Wen was fiddling with a few pieces of paper on the bed table. In the past two days, relying on his uninjured left hand, he drew some details of the night of the murder.

"Let me see..." Tang Yao sat down by the bed and took the painting, "It's amazing, did you really draw it with your left hand?"

"Yeah." Xing Wen didn't sleep well last night, and replied a little tiredly, "I've been describing me for a long time."

What was drawn on the paper was a giant snakeskin bag that was suspected to be used to hold the corpse, two criminal suspects whose identities had been basically confirmed, and the white bread car they got on in the end.

"Are these evidences enough?" Tang Yao asked.

"At least it's enough to find the body." Xing Wen took a closer look, "I was too drunk that day, and the probability of the testimony being true is very small. Let's try to start from the body and the van first."

Tang Yao took the drawing paper and nodded, suddenly curious: "Actually, why is your memory so good?"

"How would I know." Xing Wen squinted his eyes and turned his head out of the window: "Actually, I can't say that I have a good memory. I may have better coordination between my eyes and my brain."

"I don't understand." Tang Yao was dumbfounded.

"To put it simply, there are many kinds of human memory..." Xing Wen has not tried to explain to others for a long time, "What most people want to remember is mostly through understanding, that is, establishing the connection between the memory object and themselves .The eyes receive information, comprehend or make a connection, until it is stored in the mind."

Xing Wen turned his head back and glanced at Tang Yao: "I may have skipped the middle link...Of course the ear also has a similar function. When I was in school, some people read the text twice and memorized it. That kind of me Not at all."

After Tang Yao listened, she was stunned for a long time and smiled: "Just now I suddenly felt...you are a bit like your aunt and uncle."

"Shit." Xing Wen was not very happy.

Ever since he rejected his parents' invitation to go abroad, the two couples have never cared about him again.

In fact, in the past, there was a high probability that Xing Wen would consider agreeing to this kind of invitation.

As my parents said, I can find a good job, and I can continue to play photography if I want to.

But now he is reluctant to leave.

Xing Wen was a little depressed when he thought about the unmarried event last night, after all, there are very few situations that can prompt people to follow the trend.

"Tang Yao," Xing Wen said abruptly, "Have you ever been in love?"

"What do you think?" Tang Yao was proud when she heard it, "Your brother Tang, I am an upright young man. I don't want to fall in love with you at your age... I can only like the boss."

"..." Xing Wen didn't deny it, and said, "I've never heard you mention a partner."

"It's too fast." Tang Yao waved his hand, "I mentioned it to you today, but tomorrow I will become my ex."

Xing Wen looked at him, as if wondering whether he was reliable or not.

"In this way, from the perspective of the lasting development of the relationship..." Xing Wenqing coughed twice, "Generally... how does the first kiss compare... it will never be forgotten."

"Is your first kiss still there?!" Tang Yao almost toppled the whole floor.

"Don't shout." Xing Wen exploded, "You think about it, I bet fifty cents that the other party's first kiss is also there."

Considering Mu Chen's pure-hearted and ascetic appearance who only wants to make money, he must have never found a partner... right?

"How long-lasting is the lasting development of a relationship?" Tang Yao asked.

"What do you think?" Xing Wen raised his eyes.

"Married???" Tang Yao bounced on the spot.

Xing Wen acquiesced, and stuffed all the paper on the table to him: "I give you three days to help me think of a good idea. Take these to report to the police, and contact me immediately if there is any situation."

"It's scary." Tang Yao took the paper, "You haven't entered the palace of marriage yet, and the tone of your speech is becoming more and more similar."

Xing Wen recalled Mu Chen's "all leveled" appearance last night, and said, "I'm not as arrogant as him."

After Tang Yao took the paper to report, Xing Wen didn't get any news.

Nearly a week later, Xing Wen's injuries have obviously improved a lot. According to the chief surgeon, he will be discharged from the hospital after two weeks of observation.

Mu Chen came to see him once in the past few days, and this time he brought a fruit basket in a regular manner, but he looked very busy, holding a meeting in the ward with his notebook.

Perhaps the most meaningful interaction between the two of them was that Mu Chen peeled an extremely ugly apple for him while holding a meeting to scold him.

Other than that, he didn't say much. Before he left, he probably wanted to touch Xing Wen's head. Mu Chen stretched out his hand, but stopped before touching it.

Xing Wen's head injury is still not healed, so he has to be treated carefully.

After Mu Chen left, the ward was completely empty, and Xing Wenbai lay bored for several days. Just when he couldn't help but ask Tang Yao on the phone, there was a knock on the door of the ward.

"Mr. Xing." The head nurse's voice came from outside the door.

Xing Wen was a little strange. The doctors and nurses usually came in directly after knocking on the door after changing their medicines and taking their body temperature.

"The door is open." Xing Wen said.

The door of the ward was pushed open. The head nurse didn't come in, but a few policemen in neat uniforms came in.

This is the progress of the reported case?Sure enough, Tang Yao confessed his identity as a witness.

Several people looked at each other in dismay when they saw his head wrapped in gauze and his legs in plaster.

"Xing Wen... right." The leader took a step forward and showed his ID.

Xing Wen glanced at him, and suddenly realized something was wrong before nodding.

Someone seemed to be holding handcuffs.

The leading policeman signaled to put away the handcuffs, and Xing Wen's wrist was injured.

"We are detaining you on suspicion of killing and dismembering your body, please come with us." The leading policeman turned around and said.

The author has something to say: No accident, there will be another QAQ update tonight