Night walk

Chapter 20 2

Qiao Yixiao thought to himself that this world is really interesting, and no one will believe the truth.

He mocked: "Aren't you the IQ of a three-year-old now? Have you been assimilated by a big fool?"

"you!!!"

Qiao Yixiao gave him a blank look, Qiao Dongyang couldn't be worse than him, and immediately rolled a bigger look.

"I went to work as a nurse in a rich man's house. The son of that man is mentally ill, so his salary is not bad. He also helped me pay part of your medical expenses, and it was his help to transfer you to this hospital." He said Said so.

If there are obvious loopholes, who is willing to do so much for a nurse?Qiao Dongyang believed it. Although he was still putting on airs, he finally asked: "Is the mental patient easy to take care of? Are you tired? Your hand is still broken, how can you take care of it?"

Qiao Yixiao just "hummed" and laughed, "Of course I'm very tired and hard to take care of, otherwise why would you give me so much money to let you live in such a good ward. My right hand is broken, and I still have my left hand."

"..." Qiao Dongyang really has no IQ, so he doesn't know how to answer the conversation at this time.

"It's hard to say when a neuropathy starts. I want to take care of you personally. I don't think I can come to see you often in the future. Don't lose your temper all the time, listen to the nurses and doctors, and have a good relationship with the nurses and the people in the ward."

Qiao Dongyang immediately asked: "Not often? How often do you come here?" He asked again: "How long will I be in the hospital?" There was fear in his eyes that he didn't know.

Qiao Yixiao took a deep look at him, "Okay, of course I will let you go back. The house we rented before was no longer rented, and I went to live in that person's house. After you are discharged from the hospital, I will rent you a house again. "

"Tch!! Do you have money?!"

"No matter how much money you have, it's richer than you, a waste of people who depend on people."

Qiao Dongyang was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Isn't your mouth usually sharp? Sure enough, every time you get sick, you'll be stupid once——Niu Dawei was rescued, thanks to the help of this rich man, who also found him a job as a gatekeeper in a regular company."

"This family is very nice."

"Ah."

The two of them had nothing to say again, but they knew that what happened to Niu Dawei last time and the various follow-ups that led to it was a turning point.However, the two of them are used to being relatively silent, and they don't feel embarrassed.Next to the pillow, the iPad was still displaying something that Qiao Dongyang had watched before. Qiao Yixiao glanced at it, it seemed that it was a cartoon, and was about to laugh at it when his cell phone rang.

This week has been very leisurely, Qiao Yixiao was not nervous, thinking that Wan Ling was out shopping for him again.

"Hello." He answered the phone without looking at the caller ID.

But first he heard a chuckle, and then a strange yet familiar voice: "Baby, where are you?"

Qiao Yixiao's body froze again.

"Qiao Yixiao?" Qiao Dongyang called him.

Qiao Yixiao didn't recover.

"Qiao Yixiao!" Qiao Dongyang called him again.

He still hasn't recovered.

Qiao Dongyang stretched out his hand to pinch Qiao Yixiao, Qiao Yixiao snapped back to his senses and looked at him.

Then he said softly to the phone: "I'm in the hospital, my brother is here."

"I'll pick you up?"

Qiao Yixiao tightened his grip on the phone, knowing that this day is still coming, he said, "I'll go back by myself."

After hanging up the phone, he looked down at the phone in a daze.

Qiao Dongyang also looked at him, wondering alone that he pinched Qiao Yixiao just now, why didn't Qiao Yixiao get angry, he didn't hit him or scold him, as if he didn't notice.

A few minutes later, he looked at Qiao Dongyang.

"Are you leaving?" Qiao Dongyang asked him.

"Ah."

"Are you still coming?"

"Come."

"When?"

"do not know."

"Oh."

Qiao Yixiao took out another ten and one hundred sheets and handed them to Qiao Dongyang, but Qiao Dongyang refused to take them, "I saw the one under the pillow last time, but I haven't used it yet. You, keep it for yourself... If that person's psychopath bullies you, Don’t be afraid either. Anyway, he’s a madman and doesn’t know anything, just punch him a few times and scold him a few times without causing any scars, it’s fine.”

"Oh." Qiao Yixiao laughed.

Qiao Dongyang felt that he was laughing at him, so he became unhappy again.

Qiao Yixiao stuffed it into his hand, "If you want to eat something after your body recovers, ask the nurse to buy it for you. Remember to give them a little errand fee. Don't be stingy. Learn to get along with people and don't always make people angry."

"When was I stingy? When did I stop getting along with others?!" Thinking back then, Qiao Dongyang was also a man of the school, okay?No matter how much money is spent, how many people will follow!

It's a good thing I didn't tell Qiao Yixiao, otherwise Qiao Yixiao would have laughed at him ruthlessly, what a kid in junior high school knows!Also man of the hour!Also spend a lot of money!

He stood up, "Then I'm leaving."

"Oh." Qiao Dongyang looked up at him.

"Yeah." Qiao Yixiao didn't look at him again, turned around and left.

Qiao Dongyang looked at the suddenly empty bedside, picked up the iPad, continued to read, wanted to continue laughing, but put down the iPad and put it on his stomach.He took out the money Qiao Yixiao gave last time from under his pillow, and put it together with this time, and counted it many times, no matter how many times it was twenty.

Then he cried. He felt that he would be sixteen soon, and he was still crying, which was embarrassing.I reached out and wiped my tears with the back of my hand, but the more I wiped the more tears, so I stopped wiping and started crying in a low voice.

He cried and said: "You have to take good care of your hands. Don't take it seriously. Last time I broke my leg, it still hurts when it rains. I will get better, and when I get better, I can make money." It's a pity that in the huge ward, the other patients were not there for the time being, and only he heard his own voice.

Qiao Yixiao walked out of the gate of the hospital, his eyebrows were no longer as relaxed as before, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. Just this week, he felt that he was ten years older, or ten years older.Usually, I always feel that my hostility is too strong, and there is always anger in my heart that I want to spray out, and it is difficult to control it.

But this week, that trace of hostility has been hidden by itself unconsciously.

He lowered his head and walked towards the bus stop on the side of the road, but someone stopped him unexpectedly: "Mr. Qiao."

He froze, and he was about to turn around after a while, but the man walked up to him, it was the driver brother, and said with a smile, "I'm here to pick you up."

Qiao Yixiao was very good at pretending in front of people, so he calmly replied: "Okay." He followed him to the car and said "Thank you" again.

"You are too kind, this is my job."

What he thought in his mind was, didn't he agree that Mo Zhao should not come and pick him up?He thought again, even if he was asked to pick it up, it shouldn't be so fast!But he had already reached the side of the car, and if he didn't pay attention, the driver brother had already opened the door for him. He gritted his teeth and sat in, only to find that there was no one in the car.

He sighs to himself, laughing at his closest self for always thinking too much.

The driver drove the car out quickly.

Qiao Yixiao asked him, "Did you come early?"

"No, Miss Wan said you came to the hospital, so I came here, about ten minutes after arriving."

It was only half an hour before Qiao Yixiao arrived at the hospital. Before she came out, she told Aunt Dong that all spirits would know about it so soon.I personally don't like being restrained, but the current situation can no longer allow him to breathe fire at will.

When she got out of the car and walked to her temporary "home", Qiao Yixiao became nervous again.

Speaking of the number of times he and Mo Zhao have met so far, as far as he is concerned, it is only three times.It was a total stranger, he couldn't imagine that he was going to sleep with this stranger tonight, and then he was still the one who was pressed down below.This week, the house where he lives has everything, the computer network is good, and even a new mobile phone is prepared for him.He has nothing to do, and Wan Ling doesn't let him go out to work.

He can only read books, play with his mobile phone and computer, and really learn about the "sex" between two men on the Internet.And because he had a broken arm, he also specialized in certain positions.

While thinking wildly, he walked to the door of his apartment. He reached out and knocked on the door, but no one answered after knocking a few times, so he had to take out the key to open the door by himself.There was a smell of food in the house, but there was no one there. He searched around, but there was indeed no one.

Aunt Dong might have gotten the news in advance and had gone back, but Mo Zhao, who called him, was not there.

But Qiao Yixiao was quite happy, even though he knew he had to face that moment, it would be good if he could delay it for a while.

He simply washed his hands and sat down at the dining table to eat.

Aunt Dong's cooking is really delicious.After his mother died, his aunt was the only one who cooked at home. The food that that aunt cooked was not delicious, but his father didn't care about him, nor would he change his aunt, let alone give him money to buy food for himself.In this way, until two years ago, I started to eat only two meals a day, two slices of dry bread in the morning and a chicken fried rice in the evening.

It can be said that he hasn't had a decent home-cooked meal in nine years.Aunt Dong cooks four dishes and one soup for him every day. Because of his broken arm, he has had bone soup every day for the past week.Yesterday he asked Aunt Dong if she could stop drinking bone soup, it was too greasy.

Aunt Dong said that she couldn't do it at the time, but she did not expect to make him a stewed thorn fish tofu soup today, which surprised him a little.The small casserole was still on the gas stove, he turned on the fire and reheated it before bringing it to the dining table.Standing up, he scooped up a spoonful of soup and drank it. It was so hot that he hissed, and he was reluctant to put down the spoon.The handle of the spoon was very long. He raised the spoon, stretched his head slightly and drank carefully.

Master Mo Jin bought him clothes and gave him a house to live in, and he didn't like all of them.Aside from his helping Qiao Dongyang to treat illnesses, what he really appreciated was Aunt Dong's cooking for him, and Aunt Dong was very easy to get along with, and her breath was very gentle.

He drank a spoonful and thought it was delicious. He nodded and continued to drink a spoonful, but suddenly Mo Zhao's voice came from the side: "Why don't you sit down and drink?"

"Cough, cough, cough—" Qiao Yixiao coughed loudly in fright. He couldn't hold his hand steady, and the spoon fell to the table with a "smack", splashing a small piece of tablecloth here dirty.He supported the table with his left hand, his face flushed from coughing, and he turned his head to look at Mo Zhao.

Puzzled, he didn't hear the door ring? !Where did this man come from? !He had clearly checked every corner of the room before, but there was no one there! ! !

His eyes were full of doubts, and he couldn't hide them.And Mo Zhao was no different from what he saw a week ago, still a white long-sleeved shirt and navy blue trousers, Qiao Yixiao directly suspected that he bought 360 five sets of these clothes.Seeing that he was coughing like this, Lord Mo Jin seemed to have planned to come over to help, but maybe he stayed where he was when he saw that soup was splashed on his lapel.

Qiao Yixiao could see these clearly and knew that he was being rejected by others.He reached out and took out the tissue paper to wipe his clothes, and then wiped his mouth, pretending nothing happened, he raised his head and asked Mo Zhao, "Have you eaten?"

Mo Zhao laughed again.

Qiao Yixiao felt that Mo Zhao was not a person who liked to laugh, even if he smiled, it would not be enough to express his heart.But for some reason, Mo Zhao always laughed every time he saw him, as if he was very funny.But after he thought about it, he had come to this point, isn't he really funny?

He didn't ask Mo Zhao how he got in. As a prostitute, he thought he should be more honest.

Seeing that Mo Zhao didn't speak, it's fine for him not to speak, so as not to call him "baby" again, so he said again: "Do you want to have dinner together?"

Mo Zhao remained silent.

Qiao Yixiao then picked up the dropped spoon, went to the kitchen, brought a new spoon, and brought a new set of bowls and chopsticks.When his mother was still around, he really was a young master.Later, his ability to take care of himself became stronger and stronger, and now Mo Zhao didn't speak, so he put a meal for Mo Zhao, put it on the other side of the table, looked at him and said, "Please sit down."

"It's good now." Uncle Mo finally spoke.

But why are his words always so harsh? Qiao Yixiao used to boast that his temper had improved, but now he realized that it was not true at all. With his job bowl in his hand, he almost fell to the ground.But he held back in the end, pulled out the chair, and sat down to eat by himself.

He made a plan, and when he encountered such a situation in the future, he would bow his head as if he hadn't heard anything.

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