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Move the person to a clean bed sheet to sleep well, cover the bed sheet and go to the bathroom to fetch hot water.

I have known him for so long, it seems that this is the first time I have seen him sick.

After getting the water out, outside the window, although the rain was pouring, the sky was getting brighter and brighter. I looked at the time, and it was [-]:[-] in the morning. After working for so long, it's no wonder my whole body is sore.

First wipe off the sweat from the whole body with a hot towel, and then put on a clean shirt and pants.

After that, the body temperature was measured, 39.2!

Don't think I must have caught a cold from the rain last night.

He dug out the cold medicine that hadn't been used for a long time at home, and fed him two.

Anyway, it is impossible to sleep anymore at this time, just sit beside him and take care of him.

I don't understand why he has to hurry back, it's just that he hasn't seen him for two weeks, and the house he bought here won't move out.

After changing three pots of water, at eight o'clock, the body temperature dropped a little, so I got up and went to the kitchen to cook porridge.

Patients should eat light food, a pot of sweet potato porridge, two light side dishes.

Thanks to the cooking skills that I learned when I was 17 years old doing housework with Shi Yan, the taste is good.

Just as the porridge was served, Song Rongzhen suddenly staggered into the kitchen with flushed cheeks and pale lips.

Lu Wanyu put down the spoon and frowned, "What are you doing, lie back quickly."

Walk over to help people who can't stand still.

"Body, how is your body?" Song Rongzhen was worried when he was brought back to the room, he pulled him and asked, "I didn't clean it up for you, I would have diarrhea, the injury on my shoulder—"

Lu Wanyu helped him cover the bed sheet, "I made it myself."

This person is always indifferent in bed, and every time he leaves a wound on his body.

He got up and wanted to go to the kitchen to bring porridge and vegetables, but Song Rongzhen grabbed his hand and said, "Don't, don't go!"

It was the time when the typhoon landed, and the doors and windows slammed in the storm.

Lu Wanyu pulled his hand away angrily, "It's so windy and windy outside, where can I go, lie down, and I'll get you food to eat, if you don't eat, I want to eat too!"

Song Rongzhen struggled for a long time and had to let go, his eyes were glued to Lu Wanyu.

Lu Wanyu brought breakfast to the bedroom on a small table. Seeing Song Rongzhen lying on the bed and looking at him like a pug, he felt a strange softness in his heart, and his tone softened a bit, "Go on to sleep after eating." , anyway, there is nowhere to go during the typhoon.”

"Ah."

The porridge was pretty cold. Song Rongzhen traveled all night yesterday, and came back from an extremely exhausting exercise. He was already hungry, so he ate three bowls of side dishes made by Lu Wanyu.

After dinner, Lu Wanyu washed his clothes and cleaned the house. After he was free, he went downstairs to check that there was no rain seeping in. He went back upstairs and lay down next to Song Rongzhen to catch up on sleep.

The wind and rain outside the window were dark, and the two people in the house slept together, adding a little warmth to this cold and empty home.

I took another dose of medicine at noon, slept all afternoon, and finally had no fever at night.

But after he recovered, he started to be mean, holding Lu Wanyu in various ways and acting like a baby, Lu Wanyu was annoyed by his quarrel, and finally threw him out of the door, and hid in the study by himself.

After this illness, the relationship between the two gradually changed a little. Lu Wanyu began to answer his calls occasionally and reply to his messages. He was no longer alone talking to himself.

I still run a flower shop by myself, and Song Rongzhen comes back to help on weekends, so I don't think it's hard work. The main reason is that the delivery business is developed now, and I don't need to run around to buy and deliver goods.

Unknowingly, the seasons are turning, the hot summer is over, the weather in autumn and winter is getting cooler and cooler, the business in the store is tepid, but with Song Rongzhen, the income is still slightly higher than before.

Recently, there are quite a lot of reservations for flower art lectures, and they often need to close their doors. I met Liu Xiao on the way out, and he has now completely become a gangster in society.

Lu Wanyu didn't want to have any more in-depth contact with him, so he got on the car and planned to bypass the gangsters blocking his way, but Liu Xiao grabbed his hair and dragged him off the car.

"Boom!" The little eDonkey fell to the ground, and the passers-by stayed away indifferently.

Lu Wanyu didn't fight back immediately, looked at Liu Xiao and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Liu Xiao became sultry, and asked with a sneer, "I saw Song Rongzhen frequently coming in and out of your store some time ago, you bitch, you wouldn't have seduced him, right? Did you seduce him behind my back? He, he just broke up with me? Are you two playing me for a fool? Huh?"

Lu Wanyu held his hand, and exerted a little force, "It doesn't matter who he wants to find, right? Didn't you have a good intention when you approached him?"

Liu Xiao didn't expect him to be so strong, and there was severe pain in his wrist. He gritted his teeth and kicked Lu Wanyu, "I knew it was you, man! Brothers, teach him a lesson! The one who robbed me, Oh shit!"

In an instant, five or six punks surrounded him with weapons in their hands.

Although he had practiced sanshou with Shiyan for a few days before, he was weak and was still beaten up by Liu Xiao's gang in the end.

Fortunately, the patrolling police nearby heard the movement and rushed over to disperse those people. Lu Wanyu had already been beaten with a black nose and a swollen face. She couldn't go to the flower art class and had to go to the hospital to treat her injuries.

What a disaster!

It's all that guy's love debt, Lu Wanyu complained in his heart.

In the next few days, Liu Xiao brought people over to harass her from time to time, scaring away all the customers who often came to the flower shop, and calling the police was only a simple reprimand and then released, which was of no use at all.

Song Rongzhen couldn't fly back for a week or two because the exam was approaching.

On the contrary, he couldn't help him when he was needed most.

Liu Xiao's group slowly got more and more aggressive, and they planned to collect protection money from him. It just so happened that his father's prison visit day was approaching, so Lu Wanyu decided to close the shop for a few days to avoid the limelight, and then find a way when he came back. .

As for Song Rongzhen.

If you caused him such a big,,, trouble, just stay where you are cool.

Because of anger, Lu Wanyu has not answered Song Rongzhen's call for three days, nor has he replied to his WeChat.

Shortly after his father was sentenced six years ago, he was transferred back to his hometown to serve his sentence, so Lu Wanyu had to go back to his hometown every time he visited the prison.

After taking the train for ten hours, when I got home, I cleaned the house that no one lived in for a long time, and prepared the clothes and food that I needed to bring to the prison the next day.

He doesn't have much affection for his father anymore, just fulfilling his obligations as a son.

This is also the reason why Lu Wanyu has been afraid to go back to see Shi Yan for so many years, feeling ashamed to see him.

My father's mania has improved a lot in the past few years, probably because there is no pressure.

Although the spirit has improved a lot, but the person has also become blessed, and looks fat and white.

He used to run a company and was very capable of leadership. He also worked as a foreman in the prison. In the past few years, he helped the prison make a lot of money, and his sentence was reduced to 20 years.

Lu Wanyu estimated that according to his father's business ability, it would be no problem to reduce the sentence from 20 years to [-] years in the future.

"Are you still running that broken flower shop?" Behind the glass, his father started nagging on the phone again. He always complained that Lu Wanyu had no ambitions and couldn't do great things.

"I'm serious about doing business. I don't steal or rob. There's nothing wrong with it." Lu Wanyu and him basically had nothing in common, and they would quarrel after a few words.

"What's so good, you're only 23 years old, and you're about to start retirement? And you have so much time, why don't you re-enter high school and go to college, are you going to hang around like this until you die of old age?" Lu Jingyang's anger also rose.

"I don't want to study, I don't want to go to university, I don't want to be like my father, okay? I have nothing to do. I'll see you next time." Lu Wanyu dealt with it exhaustedly.

He likes flower shops, flower arranging, and flower art. He doesn't like the intrigues of the shopping mall at all, and he hates the smell of copper on Lu Jingyang's body.

"What are you hanging on? You only said a few words to me? Can't you talk to Dad properly?"

"I also want to talk properly, but did you let me talk properly? I have nothing to talk to you, hang up!"

"Stinky boy, wait for me!" Lu Jingyang cursed and slapped the glass.

Lu Wanyu pouted, "What else?"

"Have you visited Shi Yan recently? How is he doing now?"

Lu Wanyu felt disgusted in her heart, and said coldly: "He is married to Mu Qing and has two children. Dad, you should stop thinking about him."

"I didn't mean to set him up, I just asked." Lu Jingyang grabbed a handful of hair, "Forget it, I will never get along with him in this life."

It is impossible in the next life!Just your virtue!

Lu Wanyu thought viciously.

"By the way, have you found a girlfriend yet?" After talking and arguing for a long time, Lu Jingyang remembered to ask how his son was doing.

Lu Wanyu didn't give him face at all, and asked back: "Do you think I can find a girlfriend like this? Do you think I can still be normal after you gave me to Song Rongzhen?"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone with a snap, and got up to leave regardless of Lu Jingyang's drastically changed expression on the other side.

This man is a bastard at all, and he doesn't deserve to be a father at all!

Thinking back to the dark days when he was 17, Lu Wanyu felt very depressed.

I don't want to go back to Binhai for the time being. After living in my hometown for two weeks, the temperature is getting lower and lower, and it's about to start snowing. I decided to go back because I couldn't stand the cold.

After arriving at Binhai, I turned on my phone, and a lot of messages and missed calls popped up.

Lu Wanyu checked carefully, and the suppliers and customers had greeted him in advance, and they also knew that he would take a vacation every few months, so they would not look for him if there was nothing particularly important.

The rest belonged to Song Rongzhen.

I didn't read the nearly one thousand messages, and went home by car.

It's Saturday, and the guy doesn't know if he's back or not.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon when I got back to my residence by taxi. As soon as I got off the car, I saw a police car and 120 ambulance parked in the square in front of the flower shop, and the inside and outside of my house was full of people.

Lu Wanyu squeezed into the crowd strangely, and saw several people being carried out on the stretcher, all of them were bloody and mutilated, and everyone didn't even recognize her mother.

"Wow, I'm going to die."

"It deserves it. This group of people has been harassing this store for a long time, and the store manager has reported to the police several times. Now you have offended someone who shouldn't be offended. You really deserve it!"

"Yeah, I don't know how the store manager provoked these gangsters."

Lu Wanyu pushed away the police and doctors blocking the door, "I am the manager of this store, what happened?"

"Bang bang bang!!"

"Ah! Ahh!! Where is he, where did you hide him?!"

"Give him back to me!"

Earth-shattering noises and roars came from inside the shop, Lu Wanyu didn't have time to listen to the explanation from the person at the door, and walked in stepping on broken porcelain pieces and flowers.

The lighting of the flower shop has always been very good. There are two glass walls. When the sunlight shines on the wooden frame and flower stand in the morning, it will reflect colorful light, which is very beautiful.

However, the ground is now a mess, all the flowers and vases on the table have been smashed, and the pieces are stained with blood.

In the depths of the flower shop, close to the back warehouse, lay a bloody man. In front of him, the man covered in blood was restrained by three policemen, roaring like a wounded beast.

"Song Rongzhen—"

Standing in the fragmented light and shadow, Lu Wanyu called softly to the mad man who lost his mind.

As if the pause button was pressed for an instant, Song Rongzhen, who was struggling frantically, stopped, and his face was covered with blood from the beating.

Breaking away from the three people holding him with unexpected strength, Song Rongzhen staggered and ran to Lu Wanyu, timidly raising his hand to touch him, "Wan, Wanyu, you, you didn't leave?"

The corners of his mouth were red, swollen and bruised, and there were blood-stained wounds at the corners of his eyes.

Lu Wanyu looked at the unrecognizable person who was lifted up behind him, it seems that it should be Liu Xiao, right?

Frowning slightly, "What happened?"

Song Rongzhen tremblingly touched him with a hand dripping with blood, and said the inexplicable words again, "You didn't go, no, don't want me—"

While talking, the three policemen rushed over and wanted to resist arresting him again, but Song Rongzhen smiled in a trance and fell into Lu Wanyu's arms, making his face covered with blood.

Lu Wanyu panicked and hugged him back, touched the back of his head and found that there was also a wound there, picked it up to see, his hands were full of blood!

"Rong Zhen, Rong Zhen—"

The person in his arms had passed out, but the policemen breathed a sigh of relief. The three of them couldn't subdue him just now. If he is awake, he doesn't know when he will be caught.

Afterwards, I followed Song Rongzhen to the hospital and learned about the general process on the way.

That is, Liu Xiao brought someone over to smash the store again today, but he happened to meet Song Rongzhen.

As for Song Rongzhen, she couldn't contact Lu Wanyu since last week, and flew back without even taking the final exam. She waited for several days but didn't find anyone, and didn't know where to look, so she had to wait in the store.

When we meet on a narrow road, chickens fly like dogs.

The flower shop was also destroyed.

Fortunately, two surveillance cameras were installed in the store, and the case was not difficult to investigate. After the police recorded Lu Wanyu's statement, they left, leaving two teams of police officers to guard.

Song Rongzhen's injury naturally alarmed the family. Lu Wanyu didn't want to meet his family, and the door of the store was wide open, so he had to go back and tidy up.

After Song Rongzhen was finished bandaging, he greeted the guarding police officers and left.

The flower shop was completely destroyed, except for the outermost wall, there was nothing left for him inside, even the computer at the cash register was smashed, not to mention other ceramic flower pots and utensils.

On the second floor, fortunately, a kind neighbor helped to take care of it, and no one took the opportunity to break into the empty door.

Redecoration is also a lot of money, Lu Wanyu is not in the mood to count these things now, so he went upstairs to make two meals, packed them and sent them to the hospital.

Seven o'clock in the evening.

Song Rongzhen has already been transferred to another hospital by the Song family. The police said that the culprit was Liu Xiao’s side. Song Rongzhen was at most overprotective. The Song family used some connections to suppress the matter. Anyway, no one died, and they paid a little medical expenses. thing.

Before leaving, Lu Wanyu couldn't help asking, "Do you know the address where Mr. Song was transferred?"

The two policemen thought for a while and said, "It seems to be the Third Hospital of the city. Oh, it's the Third Hospital. A doctor came to pick him up. I see the name on his work card is the Third Hospital."

"Okay, thank you." He drove to the inpatient department of the Third Hospital and asked several places before confirming the ward.

He is the young master of the Song family, so he would naturally live in the VIP ward.

Lu Wanyu went outside the ward and looked at his watch. It was already 08:30 in the evening, and he was so busy that he didn't even drink his saliva since the afternoon.

The door was left open, and a light shone from inside into the corridor.

Lu Wanyu symbolically knocked on the door three times and opened it to go in.

There is a small living room outside, which is used for reception, Lu Wanyu went straight to the ward.

There should be someone at this time, I don't know if it's convenient for me to come in like this.

Walking to the door, voices came from the ward.

"How long have you been with him? Six months, a year?" The person who spoke, Lu Wanyu knew, was Song Rongqin, Song Rongzhen's brother. He had met several times when he was with Shi Yan.

"Does it matter?" Song Rongzhen's tone was a little irritated.

"Don't you have any plan, plan to live with him so vaguely? You should have an explanation from your parents, right? They are already looking for a marriage partner for you. "

Song Rongqin has nothing to do with his younger brother. He has been very big-minded since he was a child. Don't look at wearing a pair of glasses all day long and pretending to be gentle. He does the most stupid things in the family.

"Why should I tell them about my own affairs. They don't care. Besides, even if I tell them, they won't agree."

"If you get married, it's not like you, who divorced after having two children. I'm not interested in women at all."

Although Song Yixian's eldest son, Song Yixian's two sons are both of the same age, as the youngest son, Song Yichang is still very conservative. He has warned Song Rongqin and Song Rongzhen more than once, telling them not to find a man.

"If you are like this, the other party has no objection?" Song Rongqin was quite embarrassed. Although there were many helplessness in his marriage, the fact was that the divorce was caused by the indifference between the two parties.

But he didn't expect that his marriage would affect his younger brother's values.

Song Rongzhen was silent for a moment, and then said: "Brother, that person is my high school classmate, Lu Wanyu, I wonder if you still remember?"

Song Rongqin sat down beside him, pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Is he willing to turn back after you did such an exorbitant thing to him?"

Song Rongzhen smiled wryly, "I don't know. Anyway, I was the one who pestered him, and he should hate me quite a bit."

"Don't be like six years ago. Repeat the same mistakes. You know Brother Rong Jin's temper. Maybe this time you will be expelled from the Song family."

Song Rongzhen was silent again, looking down at his hands, his wrists and palms were cut by glass and porcelain, and now wrapped in gauze, "Brother, if I don't break the law, I really want to lock him up. I always feel that he treats me— "

"Oh!"

"Oh, you man, what are you running for?"

There was the sound of something falling to the ground at the door. Song Rongzhen and Song Rongqin looked at each other and got up at the same time.

Song Rongqin walked to the door and saw that the nurse was complaining and bent over to pick up the scattered things on the floor, but there was no one else in the small living room outside.

Helping the nurse rearrange things, Song Rongqin asked casually, "Who was standing at the door just now?"

The nurse looked at his blushing face and nodded, "I don't know, I just bumped into a man when I came in, isn't he your guest?"

Song Rongqin glanced at the door, showing a warm smile, "Maybe he went to the wrong ward."

"Oh, umm." The little nurse pulled her uniform uncomfortably and nodded.

Wow, this is simply a superbly handsome man, and his formal attire is too good-looking. I don't know how he would look in a white coat.

No, no, no, I should have a nosebleed if I think about it any longer.

When Song Rongqin saw the girl in front of him just staring at him, drooling and shining eyes, not doing anything, he coughed in a low voice and reminded, "Excuse me, are you here—"

"Ah, I'm here to deliver medicine to Mr. Song."

Back in the ward, Song Rongqin didn't bring up the topic just now, and instead asked about Song Rongzhen's studies.