Find a husband with milk to drink

The dark red sunset dyes the lingering clouds into pink, and the edges of the clouds are soft and stretched according to the outline of light and shadow.As twilight approaches, the clouds at the bottom are supported by dark shadows, yearning for the few rays of sunlight that will fall into the horizon, and the black color stains Dr. Mu's side face and Lin Jinsong's sick bed.

Mixed with Mrs. Liao's cries, lawyers' whispers, nurses running in panic, and doctors' solemn announcement, Lin Jinsong died at 4:29 p.m.

Lin Yuming is making a doll of a cow at the moment, thinking about what shape to greet the angry Ana;

Mu Yi is looking at the sunset in the office at the moment, secretly calculating the gains and losses in the relationship secretly aggrieved.

a few days later.

Black umbrella, black dress, black mood.

In the face of death, it is easier for people to understand life and love.

Mu Yisu's white coat and black trousers grabbed Lin Yuming's hand.He didn't know if this man felt uncomfortable in his heart, or he was blaming himself for thinking why he didn't feel uncomfortable... No matter which one, it was out of kindness, and no matter which side, it aroused ripples in his heart.

Admitting that you love someone without asking for anything in return is actually quite difficult.Mu Yi admired the legendary Uncle Yan, and long ago, he was still asking for something in return.He wants Lin Yuming to show his heart, wants him to return his love, and wants him to love himself in the same way.

However, if he does all of these, it seems that he is not the real him.

You love only your imagined lover.To put it bluntly, it's just narcissism.Lin Yuming is the one who doesn't follow the rules, who is cautious, who has low EQ, and who transcends fear and gets close to him.Thinking of this, Mu Yi's palm became hot, and it burned on Lin Yuming's palm, engraving a mark belonging to the two of them.

Back at the residence that day, there were cow dolls piled up on the sofa, and Lin Yuming was struggling to find a way to "please" Mu Yi.

Mu Yi sneered, the depression in his heart was gradually unraveling, and he was about to unload the bag on his shoulder.

However, a phone call from Mrs. Liao stopped them.

Yes, they are actually not very familiar with this person.An old man passed away, that's all. Every day, people in the hospital are taken away by the god of death.But after reading the suicide note, the image of this person seemed to have penetrated an inch into the skin of the heart. Although it didn't go deep into the bottom of the heart, it always brought out some blood foam when it was pulled out.

All the daily quarrels and awkwardness seem to be unimportant at this time.

Mu Yi patted Lin Yuming on the shoulder, and Lin Yuming, who was holding the steering wheel, came back to his senses, "I'm sorry."

Driving into the city with the black Audi, the dust was raised, and the funeral was left behind. If you take a distant view at this time, it must be very similar to an American road movie. The remote road is lined with lawns and trees, and the V shape extends forward. Apply until the intersection point of the perspective lines.

In a slightly quiet atmosphere, Lin Yuming turned on the radio casually, and a melodious singing voice came out from the stereo:

Don't need to ask

no need to ask

Don't know why

no reason

that I believe

all my beliefs

Is right here

put here

Not think about tomorrow

don't think about tomorrow

Couldn't catch it if Itried

i tried to catch it but i couldn't

World isspinningtoofast

The world is moving too fast

SoI'llwaittilitcomestome

so i'll wait till it comes

Accompanied by the music, Mu Yi leaned against the passenger seat and fell asleep. Lin Yuming's gentle gaze swept across his brows, nose bridge, lips, and collarbone.Sometimes the best therapy is in company.Only time is the most precious thing in a person's life, and for the time Mu Yi spent on himself, he decided to use the remaining years to pay off the debt.

Ah, by the way, there are too many cow dolls at home, next time I'll be more realistic and take a few cartons of milk home... Mu Yi's double-skin milk is delicious.

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small theater:

"Yan Yi! You can't eat this!" Xiao Linghao stopped the greedy man in front of him, and grabbed the snack in his hand. "How many times have I said that! Candied fruit is too salty! It's not good for metabolism!"

"I bought this!" The handsome man innocently looked at the box of apricots that had been robbed.

"You have become more and more arrogant since you got the shares!"

Wronged, "Hey... How about letting Boss Yan buy you for a night today?"

"Okay, I will pay 400 per hour for supplementary lessons." Teacher Xiao waved his small leather whip.

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The author has something to say:

finish the flower

The word count is insufficient and may be revised in the future.

But I think quarrels are boring to write

True feelings are wordless understandings

Or a daily look.

Hope you like this ending.