Mr. Fu's Redemption

Gu Zhou watched that video over and over again, and secretly watched Fu Junzhuo over and over again.He didn't quite know what mood he was in, but he couldn't help but sneak glances at Fu Junzhuo when he was stuffy, and he would feel happy when he glanced at him, and then strangely turned into... a stuffy heart.

This kind of experience was something that Gu Zizi had never experienced in his 21 years of life. The strange feelings in his heart made Gu Zizi restless and uncomfortable all over his body.

Ah... going to explode.

Heart congestion.

Gu Xiaozi lay on the bed with his computer in his arms, staring at the ceiling in a daze, his heart was pounding, as if something wanted to come out of his heart, and it seemed that something was burning in his heart, which made him feel aggrieved. Know what to do.

I can't hold my hands tightly, and I can't breathe well. What's wrong with me?

Gu Zhou put his hands on his forehead, trying to sort out the sudden unknown emotions.He didn't know whether he was happy or not.If it is happiness, why is it not the kind of physical and mental comfort, but the feeling of depression?If you say you are unhappy...but why are you unhappy?Obviously nothing happened...

Turning his head again, Gu Zhou looked at the ball chair on the balcony.

Gu Xiaozi stared at him without blinking. From this angle, he couldn't even see the top of Fu Junzhuo's head, only the ball chair—what's wrong with the senior?I spent two days in a row basking in the sun on the balcony, and I didn't see him doing any activities, so maybe the senior is really in a bad mood, right?

Gu Zhou is thoughtful, if he is not happy, eat something delicious and he will be happy - Gu Zhou loves food, if there is anything unhappy, just eat a meal, so facing the lifeless Fu Jun Zhuo, the first reaction was that he wanted to make a lot of delicious food and eat with him.

It's Sunday morning at 09:30, and there's more time to go out to buy groceries and get ready to make lunch!The thoughtful Gu Xiaobai sat up, turned off the computer, and prepared to go out to buy groceries.

Fu Junzhuo's leather shoes were placed next to the "Welcome Home" mat. When Gu Zhoulin went out, he squatted down after thinking about it, put the shoes neatly, and silently compared his own sneakers. I also want to buy a pair of shoes.

Kacha closed the door and walked downstairs. The momentum just now slowed down a little. Gu Zhou stopped and scratched his head, suddenly feeling a little silly: What if the senior likes to eat out and doesn't want to eat the dishes he made?I'm a little entangled, and it's not too... good to call me senior so rashly?However, the dishes I cook are so delicious, it doesn't make sense for the senior... Don't you like them?

Maybe?

Gu Zhou, who has always done whatever he wants to do, actually got entangled in this matter. Probably this entangled mood can be described in one sentence - I want to send you a little flower, but I don't know you like or not.

All of a sudden, the disturbed person was walking slowly towards the vegetable market, thinking about his becoming "difficult to guess" while walking, but he couldn't understand it all the way.

Forget it, I don't want to.

Gu Zhou seemed to be obsessed with the fish soup with shredded radish that Fu Junzhuo didn't drink last time, so this time he went to buy crucian carp again. The tall and handsome boy stopped in front of the fish stall, pointed at a crucian carp and said to his aunt Say, "Auntie, I want this one."

The auntie picked up the net bag with a smile on her face, quickly put it on the scale, and asked, "Would you like some shrimp? A customer came just now, and he bought two catties at once."

Gu Zhou smiled apologetically at his aunt: "Next time, auntie, I don't want it today."

I just want to make hot fish soup today.

"Okay~"

Fu Junzhuo was awakened by the smell of the food. This smell was very tricky. It penetrated from the tip of his nose into his not-so-good dream, tug-of-war with the darkness in the dream, and then successfully woke him up.

The moment I woke up, the will to suppress the discomfort hadn't woken up yet, and the discomfort had already rushed into the fragile heart one step ahead, and I was caught off guard.Fu Junzhuo frowned and gasped, before he had time to digest the uncomfortable feeling in his heart, he just moved a little, and half of his body immediately felt the numbness of needle pricks—sleeping numbness.

He couldn't move at all, and Fu Junzhuo couldn't bear this needle-like numbness.

In the living room, Gu Zhou had just laid out the dishes and chopsticks for the meal, ready to eat at any time, but he was still entangled, dawdling and hadn't started to wake Fu Junzhuo yet.That's right, Gu Xiaobai prepared the meal and was originally happy, but suddenly felt that he hadn't said it in advance, was rash, and was depressed.

Depressed Gu Zhou was always paying attention to Fu Junzhuo. At this time, Fu Junzhuo made some movement, and it was not normal, so Gu Zhou hurried over.

The person in the ball chair twisted his beautiful eyebrows, and his expression looked miserable. Gu Zhou was taken aback, not knowing what happened: "Senior, what's wrong with you, senior? Are you alright, senior?"

Nothing, my body is numb...

Fu Junzhuo is in a bit of a miserable situation right now, he can't get up and down on the ball chair, and he doesn't dare to move. If he struggles again, he will probably roll down. Rolling down by himself is fine, but he is afraid that he will crush the succulent next to him, but it is not an option to just stay still. Will it get more and more numb?

Taking a breath, Fu Junzhuo organized a sentence: "Help me down, thank you."

"...Oh!" Gu Xiaobai looked at the current situation and felt that helping the senior to the ground might not be able to stand up. It seemed that his head had a flash of inspiration, so he bent down and hugged Fu Junzhuo, and walked a few steps closer. Step into his own bed.

Then he squatted down in front of Fu Junzhuo.

The sunlight outside at noon is very good, and the light in the bedroom is also very bright. In such a bright bedroom, Gu Xiaozi lowered his head and gently pressed Fu Junzhuo's arm. If there is a third person present, then he must It can be seen that the postures of these two people are as ambiguous as possible.

The noon time is quiet, and the warm smell of food floats in the air.

Gu Zhou didn't think there was any inappropriateness, they were all boys, it didn't matter, and he didn't hug a big girl and put him on his bed, so it would be more subtle; while Fu Junzhuo just woke up, his body was numb and uncomfortably, learning The place where my younger brother pressed was like being pricked by acupuncture. Considering the pain in my body, of course I didn't think there was any problem.

"Senior, hold on, is that... the left or the right?"

"……left."

Gu Zizi began to help Fu Junzhuo to move his body without saying a word.

The junior is tall, has long hands and long legs, the sudden movement of leaning over to hug Fu Junzhuo just now, even Fu Junzhuo, who is not very clever now, can feel a bit of instinctive oppression, but now the child is squatting in front of him, lowering his head to help He stretched his hands and feet -- Fu Junzhuo looked down at the top of Gu Xiaozi's head, and exhaled slowly.

After a few minutes, the deadly numbness subsided, Gu Zhou raised his head, and said without thinking: "Okay! Senior, let's eat!"

"Huh?" Why do you want to eat?Fu Junzhuo didn't understand.

"We rent together... um, no, I like to cook and eat, but it's really hard to cook for one person, and the quantity can't be controlled well, that... If it's convenient, let's have dinner together in the future?" After finishing speaking, he added , "I cooked crucian carp shredded radish soup today, it's delicious! It's ready, two people!"

Two people eat together.

After not eating well for a long time, Fu Junzhuo couldn't eat a few mouthfuls, he just held a small bowl of fish soup and drank it slowly, spoon by spoon.It's been too long since he has eaten properly, and it's been too long since no one specially accompanied him to eat together, so when he was holding a small bowl of fish soup, he was still in a trance.

It's a bit unreal.

Someone had dinner together.

Drinking the warm fish soup into his mouth, the fragrance slowly spread from the tip of his tongue, and the fragrance permeated the whole mouth. After swallowing it, it warmly flowed into his heart and stomach, filling his already shriveled taste sensation.

Fu Junzhuo felt a little warmer all over.

"I can cook a lot of soup! Every one is delicious!" Gu Xiaobai had a big smile on his face, drinking the soup contentedly, and boasting about his cooking skills in different ways, his young face was full of With vivid little pride, "Really!"

Infected by his smile, Fu Junzhuo seemed to be able to imagine many soups after moving his brain for a long time. He nodded slowly: "It's delicious, thank you."

As long as they are human, they all yearn for a warm place. Everyone wants to enjoy three meals a day, rather than deal with them casually; everyone wants to sleep in a warm bed instead of lying on cold marble.

Fu Junzhuo has been working hard to fight against the disease. He has worked hard to live on. He has done a lot, from choosing a place to live that is good for physical and mental health and not good for death, having a bright space and keeping the windows closed, to raising succulents full of vitality, etc. , in order to live a good life and not kneel in front of the disease.

However, most of the time, he really is kneeling.

He cannot control everything, cannot control the recurrence of the disease, and cannot control the behavior that is not conducive to his own life safety under the influence of the disease.He wants to see the sun, and the disease always pours water on his head and face, and then picks up a dark cloud to cover his head.

What you want, you can't see.

This relapse was caught off guard, and he was dealt a severe blow as soon as it came. He had already seen a doctor and insisted on taking the medicine, but the medicine took at least two weeks to take effect.

So, what will happen in these two weeks?

Fu Junzhuo doesn't know, he doesn't even know, where this road leads to, where he can go, whether the road ahead is a flat road or an abyss, whether the next step is safe or broken.

Walking is too tiring, and I will soon be unable to hold on anymore. There is a verdict for everything in the world - just wait for one day to suddenly step on a safe place, or step on the ground.

In the past few days, Fu Junzhuo has been extremely depressed and vulnerable, and he himself knows that this is not going to work, this kind of development will only make him run wildly towards death.But there is no way, he can only wait, wait for time, wait for the effect of the medicine, and he will be another hero after this period.If you can't hold it, there will be no more.

Sleepless nights can torture people's will the most. Fu Junzhuo can barely close his eyes for a while watching the sun during the day, but he knows in his heart that he probably won't be able to escape this time.

But now, probably because of the temperature of this bowl of soup, he felt in a daze that he could last until the day when the medicine took effect.

Fu Junzhuo closed his eyes and drank the soup slowly.

While eating, Gu Zhou kept secretly looking at Fu Junzhuo.

He likes to see Fu Junzhuo holding the bowl very much, because when Fu Junzhuo is drinking soup, he will lower his eyes seriously, and then take a sip, with an expression like a child, which makes Gu Zhou feel unspeakable satisfaction.

What kind of person is Fu Junzhuo?Is it the dazzling pianist on the stage that makes his heart beat?Is it the lifeless person on the balcony?Or is it the person who is quietly drinking soup by his side now?He didn't know, but the only thing he was sure of was that he liked to watch Fu Junzhuo eat.

So Gu Xiaozi just kept staring, but fortunately, Fu Junzhuo was concentrating on drinking the soup.Gu Zhou touched his heart silently, took a breath, it seemed that the feeling of heart congestion was gone, replaced by...inexplicable happiness.

A meal is over.

From Gu Zhou's point of view, Fu Junzhuo ate very little, even less than his previous cats at home. However, for Fu Junzhuo himself, today he is already very full.His whole body was warm, and he seemed to have regained some vitality, thinking that he should wash the dishes.

Who knew, before he moved, Gu Zhou had already gone to wash the dishes.

Fu Junzhuo looked at the untreated wound on his hand, and decided to see a doctor anyway.

From this day on, the two started eating together.Fu Junzhuo also cheered up, and found something to do: he would go grocery shopping when he was free after work.

After a while, a week passed, and Lu Yibin made another phone call to urge Gu Zhou diligently: "How are you doing?"