disqualified lover

Chen Zuo went to deposit the money before going home. He was surprised at Lin Jianqing's behavior of cash settlement every time, but after thinking about it, it was good for both of them.

Their relationship is not protected by the law, and if Lin Jianqing repents one day, he can get it back if he gives away a house or a car, and if one day Chen wants to expose his scandal the most, these traces are all evidence.

At first, Lin Jianqing gave him the agreed amount, but later he decided to rely on his mood. In short, he never treated Chen Zui badly, and when he was in a good mood, he would give him extra valuable gifts.At first, Chen Zuo felt very at ease, because these things were nothing to Lin Jianqing.

And every time I went to Lin Jianqing's place in the past few months, I became more and more tired and tired.It should have been a very happy thing, getting a sum of money and sleeping with the person he likes, no matter how he looked at it, he was making a steady profit.It's just that he himself is getting weaker and weaker, and many of the opponent's small, insignificant expressions or actions will stab him severely.

Now even the act of reaching out for money made him feel uncomfortable.He doesn't want it anymore, but he has no reason not to.Not wanting is not because he has become noble, but because he has become more greedy.

He didn't want money, he wanted Lin Jianqing.

Chen Zui opened the door of his house, and a smell of rice wafted out.

He let out a deep breath, feeling that after more than an hour's drive, he fell from one world to another.Lin Jianqing's world is always like a castle in a crystal glass ball, noble and elegant, he is the prince of that castle, full of gorgeous unreality.My own world is the world of ordinary people, nothing special, but still practical.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the somewhat thin figure with his head buried in the kitchen.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Chen Hao turned his head and shouted happily: "Brother, you are back."

"Yeah." Chen Zui walked to the door of the kitchen and saw Chen Hao chopping minced meat with a knife in one hand, "What's for dinner tonight?"

"How about the mixed sauce noodles, I'll make some meat sauce."

"Didn't I tell you to wait for me to go out to eat together? You just went for dialysis today, do your hands still hurt?"

Chen Hao's kidney was broken, and he was undergoing hemodialysis three times a week. The fistula was in his left upper arm, and he could barely move his left arm after the procedure.

"It doesn't hurt very much. I can cook noodles with one hand."

"let me help you."

"You will only add to the chaos, the minced meat is almost done."

Chen Hao is telling the truth. Chen Hao doesn't know how to do housework very much. Chen Hao's illness makes him a little weak, but it doesn't make him unable to take care of himself. Besides, Chen Hao is 20 years old, and Chen Hao doesn't want to give him the feeling that he is a waste .

"Who took you to the hospital today?"

"Brother Mao Mao sent me there." As Chen Hao said, he poured the minced meat into the hot pot, and when it was fried, a layer of oil came out, and the smell of the meat also came out.Chen Hao threw a few spices into it, and then poured a spoonful of sweet noodle sauce into it, and the meat sauce immediately turned golden yellow with a tangy aroma.

The water in the pot next to it boiled, Chen Hao threw in the noodles and green vegetables and boiled it into a pot.After the meat sauce was fried, he cracked two more fried eggs.Chen Hao moved quickly, and soon a bowl of noodles with fried sauce was ready, with meat, vegetables and eggs, and the appearance was very good.

The two sat side by side on the sofa, ate noodles on the coffee table, and turned on the TV, full of noisy fireworks like all families.Chen first took two bites of the fried egg on the noodles, mixed the noodles, and took a big bite. It was delicious, the texture and taste, and the matching of side dishes were all just right.

Chen thought most, if he made it so delicious, would Lin Jianqing eat it?But noodles are still just noodles. No matter how delicious they are, they can’t compare to foie gras, fish roe, or steak.

Chen Hao gave Chen Zui the egg in his bowl.

Chen Zui turned to look at him: "You eat by yourself."

"It was more than I could eat."

"Eat more and see how thin you look."

Chen Hao is the most similar to Chen, they are both thin and long, with a handsome face, clear eyebrows, straight nose, and two dimples.Chen Zui runs outside all the year round, his skin is darker, and with his tattooed earrings and half-length hair, he has a sinister look when he keeps a straight face.

Chen Hao looked like a good guy, but he was sickly, about 1.8 meters tall, very thin, with slightly protruding cheekbones, and his eyes were extraordinarily large. In addition to his pale, bloodless face, he looked very thin. So weak and innocent.

"Is it time for blood transfusion again?" Repeated hemodialysis will cause loss of platelets and symptoms of anemia, so blood transfusion is required.

Chen Hao shook his head: "I think it's okay, let's lose next time."

Chen Zuo naturally knew what he was thinking: "If you should lose, you lose, and don't save money that shouldn't be saved."

Chen Hao lowered his head to eat the noodles, stopped talking, and said after a while: "Brother, why don't we pay more for the balance of the house, it's not worthwhile to pay so much interest."

Chen Zui had a sum of money in his hand, but he could not move the money. They were all waiting for a suitable kidney source to replace Chen Hao's kidney. The kidney replacement alone cost hundreds of thousands, and there were also the expenses for the later stage of rejection drug care and so on.

He knew that Chen Hao was feeling uncomfortable, and he was afraid that it would drag him too much.Chen Hao is only two years younger than him, but since he was a child, he has a personality that thinks a lot. On the contrary, he takes care of Chen the most in life.

"What do you want to do with these things? I know what to do, so don't worry about it."

Chen Hao pursed his lips, as if making up his mind: "Brother, I want to work part-time."

When Chen Zui heard this again, he was a little annoyed: "You spank, what can you do with this body."

"I can do simple jobs, I can..."

"Shut up, when you grow up to one hundred and fourteen, you can tell me this again, or don't mention the word part-time job to me again."

Chen was the most angry, so Chen Hao had no choice but to purse his lips and dare not speak any more.

Chen Zui returned to his room to work after washing up.His room is a simple recording studio. On one side of the room are computers and various equipment for recording. Opposite the bed is an electronic organ. There are four guitars hanging on the wall beside the bed. It seemed very abrupt.

When he came back in the afternoon, he suddenly had a musical inspiration in the car.It was only after a while that the inspiration was a little vague. He took down a guitar and tuned it up. After trying it a few times, he always felt that something was wrong, and it was far from what he imagined.

During this period of time, he felt a little bit out of inspiration.He has written a lot of songs, and seeing the people who sing his own songs become popular, he can secretly feel a little satisfaction in other people's achievements at first, but after a long time, he becomes very tired, besides, he has been thinking too much in his mind during this time Things are not in a good state of creation.

He hung the guitar back in place, and was just lying on the bed when he heard the door open.Chen Hao took the pillow and threw it on his bed very naturally: "Brother, I will sleep with you tonight."

"Get out, you're squeezed to death." With that said, his body moved inward.

Chen Hao climbed onto the bed with a smile: "You're still angry with me, don't be angry, I'll listen to you and stop working."

Every time he quarreled with Chen Hao, Chen Hao would come over to act coquettishly and beg for peace. When he was a child, he developed earlier than Chen Hao, and he really looked like a big brother. Now this kid is about the same height as him, and Chen most can't stand it. Bang said, "When you get your kidney transplanted, you won't even have to work if you don't want to."

"Well, I'll take care of you when the time comes." Chen Haotie went over and put his arms around Chen Zui's waist with his back turned to him.

Chen opened his hand most irritably: "Stay away from me, it's so hot."

Chen Hao moved his body back, but his arms were still resting on Chen's waist.

Chen Hao saw the two red and purple bite marks on Chen Zui's shoulders, his eyes darkened, and he put his head against Chen Zui's vest.

The two lived under the same roof, and Chen Hao probably knew everything about Chen most, for example, the sudden money for dialysis, and the house he bought at the beginning of the year, finally ended the wandering life of the two brothers who moved once a year. It was Chen Hao who tried his best to persuade Chen to buy the most.

Chen Hao didn't want Chen Hao to know the most, so Chen Hao pretended not to know anything, he couldn't share Chen's worries, the only thing he could do was not to trouble him.Chen Zui is his only relative, his only friend, his only life-saving straw, his only one.

[The author has something to say]: Little friend Chen Hao is nothing but black!