Luggage Syndrome

Fu Lang cooked the bottom of the pot with Sichuan hot pot seasoning, and the three of them gathered around the small square table in the living room and ate the hot pot.

While wiping the sweat from his brow, Yang Yu ate happily, and said, "Lang Zi! Why don't you open a bottle of beer? Isn't there one in the refrigerator? It's perfect to eat Sichuan hot pot with cold beer in summer!"

"Don't drink."

"Why! Are you afraid that I will accidentally eat this kid after drinking?"

Liang Yicheng immediately choked on the beef in his mouth, his face flushed red.

Fu Lang handed him a glass of apple juice, Liang Yicheng took it gratefully, drank it down, and felt alive.

With a calm expression, Fu Lang filled him with juice, threw the last two slices of luncheon meat into the pot, and said, "I'll drive him back later."

"You can watch me drink with Xiaochengzi."

Liang Yicheng couldn't take spicy food very much, his lips were so hot from the heat, so he had to hold the cup and sip the juice, and whispered: "I, I don't drink it either..."

"why?!"

"I, I don't drink well. I have class later, so I can't drink too much."

"Oh, you are such a good baby."

Yang Yu didn't force him, and took a big sip of the juice on his own, and suddenly asked, "Little Chengzi, how many people on Greened have you slept with?"

"Puff—cough cough cough—"

Liang Yicheng was terrified by Yang Yue's super-gang question, and the splashed juice got into his nostrils, causing him to cough again.

"Huh? This reaction? Don't you have any? No way?"

Seeing Liang Yicheng's face flushed and silent, Yang Yu was shocked. He turned to look at Fu Lang and said, "It's 0202! There are still people like you who use Greened to have sex with each other. Fortunately, you found him!"

Fu Lang hummed inexplicably, and Yang Yue turned around excitedly and asked Liang Yicheng, "Then Xiao Chengzi, do you have a boyfriend?"

"No……"

"Have you handed it over?"

Liang Yicheng shook his head, and Yang Yu immediately smiled meaningfully, and said, "Oh—it's still the first time..."

Liang Yicheng's face was hot, and he lowered his head, wanting to drink fruit juice to cool down, but he was afraid of Yang Yue's shocking remarks, so he nervously stirred the seasoning in the bowl.

"Then how did you know about Greened?"

"My friend told me..."

"Oh—? Friend—"

Yang Yu's tone was full of ridicule.

Liang Yicheng was a little overwhelmed by Yang Yue's teasing, and involuntarily cast a look at Fu Lang for help.

Fu Lang glanced at him briefly, with a vague smile on his face, bent down to pick up the two slices of luncheon meat in the pot, put one slice into Liang Yicheng's bowl, and put the other slice into his own bowl Li said, "This is mine."

"Ah! The last lunch meat! That's mine! You Judas... Hey, why are my eggs gone?! Where are my eggs?"

Fu Lang said coolly, "It's broken."

Unwilling to give up, Yang Yu patiently fished in the pot for a long time, finally got half a boiled quail egg, and carefully put it into a bowl.

The little white cat was squatting at Liang Yicheng's feet, but suddenly stood up, walked to Yang Yu's feet, and stretched out its claws to scratch his legs.

"You only think of me when you want to eat?"

Yang Yu glanced at the cat with dissatisfaction, put the quail eggs into his mouth first, then picked up a piece of beef in the bowl, and was about to pass it to the cat when Liang Yicheng suddenly stopped him.

"Don't give this to cats, it's too oily and smelly, it will cause diarrhea."

"It's okay, it likes to eat."

Liang Yicheng still had a serious face, grabbed his hand and said, "No."

"Okay, listen to you."

Seeing Yang Yu put down the piece of meat that should have reached his mouth, the little white cat let out a disappointed cry.

Liang Yicheng's expression suddenly softened, he leaned over and picked up the kitten, put it in his arms and gently stroked the fur, and softly comforted the little white cat: "Little white boy——"

"Meow--"

After petting the cat for a while, Liang Yicheng raised his head and said seriously: "Don't let it eat human food. Salty things will cause it to lose hair, and things with too much oil will make it have diarrhea..."

Yang Yu said with emotion: "You know a lot. It is rough-raised here at Langzi. He should learn from you. Xiao Chengzi, do you also raise cats?"

Liang Yicheng suddenly became quiet.

After a while, he said in a low voice, "I have been raised."

"Ever raised? Now..."

Fu Lang suddenly said, "Potatoes."

Yang Yu: "?"

Fu Lang: "I'm confused."

Yang Yu scolded: "Bah, you're confused!"

Fu Lang poked at the mashed potatoes in the pot, picked them off with a spoon, and put them into Yang Yu's bowl.

Fu Lang: "Eat more."

Yang Yu: "..."

Liang Yicheng breathed a sigh of relief, gently pinched the little white cat's little meat ball, with a satisfied expression on his face.

The little white cat was lying in Liang Yicheng's arms, purring from its throat being smoothed by its hair, while looking sideways at the meat in Liang Yicheng's bowl, finally struggling to sit up, tentatively stretching out its small paws towards the meat.

Just as Liang Yicheng was about to grab the restless paw, Fu Lang stopped him: "White Wolf."

As soon as the little white cat heard Fu Lang's voice, it immediately retracted its paws, looked up at Fu Lang who was frowning, and crawled back into Liang Yicheng's arms full of grievances.

"Pfft! Is White Wolf originally Xiaobai's real name? I thought it was Brother White Wolf... Uh, Brother Fu, you picked up your screen name randomly, but Xiaobai is so obedient."

Yang Yu managed to finish eating the big lump of potatoes, choked for a long time, and just after he was out of breath, he hurriedly said, "God knows what painful lessons it has experienced... How can Langzi, a clean freak, get along with cats in harmony... ..."

Fu Lang slowly picked out another lump of potatoes from the pot, stuffed it into Yang Yu's bowl, and said, "It's not about cleanliness, it's about professionalism."

Seeing Yang Yu staring at the lump of potatoes as if facing a big enemy, Liang Yicheng was a little amused, and asked curiously, "Brother Fu, what is your profession?"

"Nurse."

"Ah!" Liang Yicheng exclaimed, and looked at Fu Lang excitedly: "A medical student! I finally met a medical student! I also wanted to go to medical school back then, but unfortunately the college entrance examination was a little short, alas... But, The hospital is so busy, it’s not easy for you to keep a cat.”

Fu Lang looked at him quietly, his peach blossom eyes widened slightly, as if he was a little surprised.

Liang Yicheng stared at Fu Lang's slightly trembling slender eyelashes for a few seconds, looked away uncomfortably, lowered his head, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Fu Lang still didn't say anything, Liang Yicheng was a little embarrassed, so he brushed the cat's fur absently.It's just that the direction of stroking was reversed, and the little white cat's fur stood up.

Fu Lang finally said: "The focus is not on male nurses, you are still the first."

Liang Yicheng raised his head and asked strangely: "What's wrong with the male nurse? A nurse is a nurse, don't men and women work equally hard?"

Fu Lang looked at him sideways for a long time, making Liang Yicheng start to wonder if he had said something wrong, so Fu Lang nodded silently, and then fished a few pieces of beef into him.

Liang Yicheng thanked him repeatedly, and found that the meat in the bowl had piled up into a hill, so he reluctantly picked up the little white cat on his lap, and gently put it on the ground.

He was about to pick up the chopsticks when Fu Lang suddenly said, "Wait."

"?"

"Go wash your hands."

Yang Yu finally got rid of the lump of potatoes, and slumped on the sofa without love, rubbed his stomach, and said, "Look, isn't this called cleanliness?"

Fu Lang ignored him, but still stared at Liang Yicheng with dark eyes, and explained patiently: "It's too small, it hasn't been bathed yet, and its body is dirty."

Liang Yicheng nodded, obediently got up and went to wash his hands.

After the little white cat was fed and groomed by him, it seemed to regard him as its mother, meowing and following around his feet.

Watching one person and one cat turn into the bathroom, Yang Yu spread his big characters on the sofa, and said sourly, "I have fed this little white-eyed wolf so many times, why don't you see him getting so close to me?"

Fu Lang glanced at Yang Yu's feet resting on the corner of the dining table, picked up the spoon and picked it up in the pot.

Yang Yu was so frightened that he quickly put his foot down.

Only then did Fu Lang put down the spoon and said, "Little animals are the most sensitive to human emotions. They can tell who is sincere to them."

Yang Yu sat up slowly, with disdain on his face: "Taunting me again? I don't have such a thing as sincerity. But you may not be any better."

"At least, it is willing to get close to me."

"Ah."

Fu Lang ignored him and turned his gaze to the corridor.

Liang Yicheng, who came out of the bathroom, was walking carefully, trying not to step on the cat scurrying around his feet.

Fu Lang raised his lips slightly.

Liang Yicheng had enough food and drink, and leaned lazily on the couch in Fu Lang's house.

The little white cat shrank into a ball, nestled on his slightly swollen stomach, and slowly rose and fell with his breathing.

Liang Yicheng was going to help clean up and wash the dishes, but as soon as he put down his chopsticks, Fu Lang picked up the little white cat that was dozing on the ground, stuffed it into his arms, and drove the reluctant Yang Yu to wash it. bowl.

The little white cat was awakened, its sleepy blue eyes opened dimly, saw him, changed its position reassuringly, nestled on his belly and continued to doze off.

The little furball on the belly is warm.

The warmth gradually seeped into his blood from the abdomen, and slowly flowed to his heart.

He knew that there had always been a hole there.

Not big, but deep.

Like a loose manhole cover on the surface of the earth.

Most of the time, he won't notice that there is another hole here.

But just like Murphy's law, no matter how small the hole is, as long as it is still there, it will wrap him in at an unexpected time, causing him to fall and bleed.

Now, there seems to be a warm current slowly pouring into that empty and cold place.

His eyes suddenly became hot.

But that blurred vision was still firmly attached to the little white cat, and he was reluctant to leave.

He was cautious, even trying to restrain his breathing, for fear that if he was not careful, he would wake up the little white cat and himself.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Lang's chuckle suddenly came from above his head.

"Like it so much?"

Fu Lang's voice was very soft and gentle, as clear and pleasant as Liang Yicheng remembered.

Liang Yicheng still looked at the little white cat's sleeping face without blinking, but his heart skipped a beat.

The familiar yet unfamiliar palpitations made Liang Yicheng a little confused.

He pondered for a while, and finally realized.

Liang Yicheng raised his head, his gaze was like a torch, and he looked at Fu Lang with enthusiasm:

"Brother Fu! I really like Xiaobai!"

Fu Lang: "?"

Liang Yicheng looked serious: "Please betroth it to me!"

Fu Lang: "???"

Yang Yu laughed so hard that he pounded the table on the sink: "Little Chengzi, it's a tomcat! Hahahahaha!"

Liang Yicheng's face slowly swelled red: "That, that's okay! Otherwise, let me marry it?"

Fu Lang: "..."

Yang Yu: "Hahahahahahaha! You are amazing Langzi! You have recruited your daughter-in-law after only raising your son for a month hahahahahaha..."

Fu Lang was silent for a while before asking: "Do you want to take it away?"

"No no no no no..."

Liang Yicheng stared wide-eyed, shook his head desperately, and was afraid that Fu Lang would misunderstand him, so he quickly explained: "I, I don't dislike Xiaobai. If possible, I would like to keep him, but I am not worthy..."

He lowered his head, his eyes darkened.

Fu Lang frowned and looked at him without making a sound.

After a long while, Liang Yicheng said: "Now I am not able to raise a cat by myself. I can't give it the best, safest and freest environment. But..."

Liang Yicheng suddenly raised his head, picked up the little white cat and sat upright, like a son-in-law who came to propose marriage, no, daughter-in-law, and said sincerely: "I swear, I really like it!"

Fu Lang: "..."

Liang Yicheng carefully observed Fu Lang's indescribable expression for a while, and then tentatively asked: "So, Brother Fu, can I come to pet the cat next time?"

Yang Yu: "..."

Fu Lang: "..."

The quiet air was filled with embarrassment, and it was Yang Yu who spoke bravely: "So, your central thought...is that you still want to come and pet cats?"

Liang Yicheng felt that Yang Yue's generalization omitted all his affection, and was about to shake his head, and glanced at Fu Lang secretly. For some reason, he felt a little guilty, and didn't dare to deny it, so he asked in a low voice, "Can I still come?"

Fu Lang looked at him with a complicated expression, and after a long time, he finally nodded.

The author says:

Meow: We’ve only known each other for five chapters and you proposed to me, isn’t that good? 【Shy.jpg

Fu Lang:? ? ?