Pleasant wood into forest

Yang Yizun didn't leave, the two of them leaned side by side on the edge of the bed and talked for a long time until Yue Mu couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep.

Yang Yizun covered him with the quilt, and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

This person is my lover, Yang Yizun caressed Yue Mu's pale face, thinking distressedly, he has endured so much hardship, traveled through mountains and rivers, experienced life and death, and it took another ten years before he came to me again.

"Take a good rest in the future."

Early in the morning, Yang Yizun went downstairs for a morning run. When he came back, he brought several kinds of food. When Yue Mu saw the table full of breakfast, he realized that he went to the old shop ten years ago to buy it.

"It's too much, I can't eat so much." Yue Mu wondered.

"Eat as much as you can." Yang Yizun handed him the peeled egg white, "Hurry up and get healthy, I have many places I want to take you to."

Yue Mu looked at him and smiled slightly.

After confessing his identity that night, Yang Yizun never mentioned this matter again. He didn't even ask Yue Mu what happened ten years ago and how he came back.

He kept his mouth shut, and Yue Mu naturally wouldn't mention it, and the two of them avoided this topic in a tacit understanding.

"I want to check again, why don't you ask him directly." Suy complained on the phone.

"He's not in a good state of mind, I don't want to stimulate him to think about this." Yang Yizun said looking at Yue Mu's restless sleeping face in the room.

"You are a typical example of having a wife and then forgetting about your brother. All right, if you have any clues, please provide them to me."

"Beware of yourself."

"understood."

The temperature has been low these past few days, Yang Yizun specially put on an extra quilt for Yue Mu, but he is still cold at night, often waking up when he falls asleep.Yang Yizun helped him put his exposed arm into the quilt, but Yue Mu suddenly grabbed his cuff and muttered something.

Yang Yizun thought Yue Mu had woken up, and looked down to find that his eyes were still closed. He was curious for a moment, and leaned over to listen. When he heard what he said, his eyebrows relaxed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Where are you here?" , don't go."

Since Yue Mu was discharged from the hospital, his health has not been very good, his whole body is like a hedgehog about to hibernate, he is sleepy and has no energy.Yang Yizun didn't know if he had been like this since he was reborn, or because he was stimulated by the drowning last time, and he felt a little worried.

It's not that he hasn't thought about finding a psychiatrist for Yue Mu, but it's not appropriate when he thinks about it carefully. After all, Yue Mu's situation is really special. If he tells a psychiatrist about such a thing as death and resurrection, the other party may think that he I was also sick, so I didn't tell the psychiatrist, and I was afraid that it would affect the diagnosis.

Later, he tried his best to consult a friend who was studying medicine, and mentioned Yue Mu's condition tactfully. The other party listened and told him, "Generally, I suggest you take him to see a psychiatrist. You know, trauma Post-stress disorder often requires drug-assisted treatment. But from your description, he is clearly aware of his condition and knows how to adjust and control it. I think he has received drug treatment before, and it may be the drowning stimulus It caused a little backlash. Human beings are strong and strong, even if their souls are scattered, they can survive with a little faith, but they are fragile and fragile. Once trauma is formed, it will have a profound impact on people. , Sometimes he doesn’t even realize it himself. He can still accept you in this situation, which shows that he trusts you very much. Dude, I think your company may be better than the counseling of a psychotherapist. Take him out and about more, interact with him more, don't let him isolate himself."

For the past few days, Yang Yizun, in order to let Yue Mu recuperate with peace of mind, sleeps on the sofa at night and leaves the bed to Yue Mu.At this moment, he looked at Yue Mu's hand tightly holding onto his sleeve, after thinking for a while, he simply took off his coat, hugged him tightly, and lay down under the quilt.

The next day, Yue Mu woke up just after dawn, and he smelled the scent of shampoo from Yang Yizun's body on the pillow, it was faint and nice.He got up and saw no one on the sofa in the living room. He turned his head and saw that there was no kitchen or balcony either. Only the bathroom door was closed, but there was no sound from inside.He walked over with his slippers on and knocked on them.

Immediately there was the sound of "crashing" water inside, and after a while, the door opened.

"Are you awake?" Yang Yizun appeared at the door with wet hair, his upper body was naked, and only a bath towel was wrapped around his waist. There was no moisture on his body, and water droplets kept sliding down.

Seeing Yang Yizun's muscles, Yue Mu swallowed subconsciously: "I, I didn't see you..."

Yang Yizun chuckled, leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth: "Go to sleep a little longer, I'll be right back."

Looking at the back of Yue Muhong leaving with the tips of his ears, Yang Yizun secretly let out a breath.

... Well, it seems that this cold bath was for nothing.

At noon, an unexpected visitor came to the house. It was the long-haired neighbor Luo Beibei who had knocked on the door before.

"I just guessed that you were at home. I didn't know that you weren't here before. The public flower bed downstairs was pushed by them, and it was planted with melons and fruits. It has produced a lot of fruit these days. The family divided a few, and I brought them for you. Let's get a pot to stew it..." Luo Beibei took off his shoes and walked to the living room while carrying the dishes. When he saw Yue Mu, he was stunned for a moment, "Hey, are your guests still there?"

Before Yang Yizun could correct him, he said again: "Hey, that's just right, the two of us can't finish eating, the three of us are just right, and we can still fight the landlord after we finish."

Yue Mu was at a loss for this familiar neighbor, Yang Yizun was a little helpless, but he didn't want to send him out, so he made a comforting gesture to Yue Mu, and followed him to the kitchen.

In the end, Yang Yizun made the lunch, and Luo Beibei couldn't bear to part with his newly made nails.

The three of them ate hot pot around the table, Yue Mu had no appetite, so he picked two bean sprouts and put his chopsticks away.

"How can you just eat such a small amount?" Luo Beibei looked at it, and hurriedly brought him food, "Come, come, eat this meat, don't be shy, treat it as your own home."

Yue Mu: "..."

Halfway through the meal, Yang Yizun couldn't stand his nonsense, and was about to chase away customers. Luo Beibei changed the subject and talked about the painting auction.

"Do you know whose painting is the most popular right now? Mr. Ye Heye, the starting price for just a picture of a hundred-year-old green pine is 30 U.S. dollars——"

"Who are you talking about?" Yue Mu interrupted him suddenly.

"Ye He... Mr. Ye, that late blooming university professor," Luo Beibei said, "Why, do you know him?"

"I..." Yue Mu moved his lips, then lowered his head again.

"Where is the auction?" Yang Yizun asked hurriedly.

"The Peninsula Hotel."

After eating, Luo Beibei consciously put away the bowls and chopsticks, Yang Yizun looked at Yue Mu's closed door, full of worry in his heart.

"Does your guest leave at night, my brother and I go out for a drink?"

Yang Yizun said to him: "He's not a guest, he's my lover, I'm under his control now, if you want to ask me for a drink, you can ask him for approval first."

Luo Beibei, the fake homosexual, ran away with a face full of ghosts. Yang Yizun packed up his broken bowl and knocked on the door: "Yue Mu?"

"The door is unlocked." The voice inside was very soft.

Yang Yizun pushed the door gently and walked in. Yue Mu was wearing a loose gray-brown thick sweater with long sleeves, only his fingertips were exposed. He was squatting on the chair with his legs in his arms, looking out of the window in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Yang Yizun walked over.

Yue Mu just shook his head, buried his face in his arms: "It's nothing, just sleepy."

It is rare for Yue Mu to show such a fragile appearance, he looks extraordinarily thin, making people want to hug him, wrap his hands tightly around the void supported by the wide clothes at his shoulders.

In fact, Yang Yizun did the same. He hugged Yue Mu into his arms and said softly, "Do you want to go and see? I'll accompany you, let's go and buy the painting."

"30 US dollars." Yue Mu whispered.

"You can afford 300 million yuan," Yang Yizun reassured, "You don't have to worry about money."

Yue Mu shook his head: "It's not this. When Master was alive, these paintings were worthless..."

Yang Yizun looked at him.

"Until he died, he lived in the leaky old house of the last century. Xiao Zun, is it true that all things are only valuable when people are dead?"

He clearly knew that what Yue Mu wanted to express was not what he meant, but after hearing this, Yang Yizun still thought about something uncontrollably.

"Do you hate me?" After a long time, Yang Yizun asked him.

Yue Mu felt strange: "Why do you ask that?"

"You seem...not even willing to get close to me," Yang Yizun said with a sad look in his eyes, "Did you originally not want to recognize me?"

This is the fact that Yang Yizun has been trying to forget for a long time. Yue Mu actually woke up a long time ago, but he didn't come to him during these times.Yang Yizun made many excuses for himself, maybe Yue Mu's body hasn't recovered yet, maybe Yue Mu didn't find the right opportunity, maybe... the only thing he doesn't want to face is that maybe Yue Mu doesn't want to come to him at all.

"No," Yue Mu huddled in his sweater and said calmly, "I just think that you might like the old me better."

Yang Yizun's hands trembled.

The lethality of these words made him feel more uncomfortable than Yue Mu saying that he hated him.

"Is it because of the bastard words I said in the underground parking lot that day?" Yang Yizun said anxiously, "I apologize to you, I was too anxious at that time, don't take it seriously, you can punish me however you want, you Don't recognize me and ignore me."

Yue Mu was stunned for a moment, and buried his head in the socket of his shoulder: "I didn't ignore you, I just wasn't sure. In fact, you were right that day, I really couldn't go back, sometimes when I looked in the mirror, I would recognize that Don't come out by yourself."

The growth process of a person is irreversible. Everything in the past has made me who I am today, and it is impossible to go back to a certain point in time.His optimism and enthusiasm in the past had long since been drowned out by that river, and there was no way he could get it back.

"Don't talk nonsense," Yang Yizun said anxiously, as if he was afraid that Yue Mu wouldn't believe him, "If you weren't Yue Mu, you wouldn't sacrifice your life to save Su Yi, and you wouldn't be the first one when Pei Hai was going to tamper with my car. Stop him for a while, let alone run to inform me when I am threatened, knowing that I will be exposed, you have always been you and have never changed..."

Yang Yizun's hand was shaking violently, Yue Mu held it firmly, and put it in front of his eyes: "What's wrong with your hand? Why is it shaking again?"

Seeing that Yang Yizun's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, Yue Mu hugged him: "Don't worry, speak slowly, I won't leave, I won't leave again."

"You keep what you say." Yang Yizun whispered.

"Yeah." Yue Mu hugged him very tightly, feeling that Yang Yizun's heart was beating fast.

He was really afraid, thinking of this, Yue Mu suddenly felt very sad.

"What's wrong with your hands?" He asked again, massaging Yang Yizun with special fingerings while asking.

Yang Yizun's shoulders loosened: "I don't know, I'll tremble when I think of you."

"Have you seen a doctor?"

"I've seen it. It can't be cured. Acupuncture will be good for a while, but when I think of you, I go back. I don't want to be treated. I think it may be a punishment from God. It's good to remind me to think about you occasionally. .”

After speaking, he took Yue Mu's hand and put it on his head, pressing it down: "Touch it, it's still as soft, you liked it very much before."

Yue Mu looked at his serious face, feeling like a lump in his throat.He felt that he and Yang Yizun were like two wounded animals, hugging each other and licking each other's wounds.

"Xiao Zun," Yue Mu said, stroking his soft fur, "that day Jiya asked me why I still had the courage to run back after going through so much."

Yang Yizun watched him quietly.

"This may be a bit hypocritical, so just bear with it." Yue Mu lowered his head and said, "I think it may be because the fact that I love you has become a gene and written in my DNA sequence. But I Even though I have changed my body, why do I still repeat the same mistakes? I have thought about it for a long time, and the only explanation is that the soul also has DNA. The genes of the body will mutate, but the soul will not, so you can rest assured that you are here with me, Always safe."

After that day, Yang Yizun found that his hand was healed.

"What are you looking at? Your hand hurts again?" Yue Mu poked his head from the kitchen.

"No." Yang Yizun withdrew his hand, turned to see Yue Mu's tangled face, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yue Mu scratched his head, pointed to the dishes that had been cut on the cutting board and were ready to be put into the pot: "How about...you should do it?"

Yang Yizun was puzzled, but didn't think too much, and immediately came over to take over: "Okay, you rest."

"Why didn't you tell me before?" After a long time, Yue Mu leaned against the door frame of the kitchen and asked.

Yang Yizun said while pouring oil into the pot, "Are you referring to the fact that you lost your sense of taste after cooking?"

Yue Mu touched his nose: "Yes."

Yang Yizun laughed: "The first time you made pork rib noodles for me, I thought you were testing me."

"I'm not that boring."

"Yes." Yang Yizun remembered something funny, "After eating it a few times in a row, I realized that there is something wrong with the dishes you really can't taste."

"Then why didn't you say it?"

"By the time I want to tell you, your braised pork ribs have already become the same existence as stinky tofu in my heart." Speaking of this, Yang Yizun explained superfluously, "That's right, it's hard to eat for the first time. Eat it, but after eating it a few times, the unique taste is irreplaceable, and if I don’t eat it for a while, I’m still quite greedy.”

Yue Mu couldn't laugh or cry.

What he said, he didn't know whether he was praising him or scolding him.