The days when I was forced to live with gentle scum

The shot in the cypress tree hit the lung, the spleen was damaged and he vomited blood, and the respiratory system was also affected.

According to Bo Song's later description, at that time, he had already had more air intake and less air output, and the elevated road collapsed and the road was blocked. If Tang Rui's helicopter had not transferred him directly to the hospital for surgery, he might not have survived this test. Died directly on the way to the hospital.

Even so, he almost failed to be rescued during the operation, and after the operation, he was in a coma all the time.

Although he woke up now, the gunshot wound was not an ordinary wound after all. Baishu's lungs were bleeding profusely. After taking out the bullet, he was stitched up. Now he was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze, and even breathing a little bit hurts.

The doctor said that he needs rest in this state, and it will take at least a month or two to recover.

What a big deal Bai Shu wanted to say, but Bai Song pinched back the words as soon as he spoke.

Bai Song was really afraid of Bai Shu's health problems, so he pushed the overseas project to his assistant, but he insisted on asking Bai Shu for a month's leave, ordering him to take good care of his health.

Bai Shu had no choice but, he really didn't want to see his brother looking like he was dying, so he compromised.

He stayed in the hospital for half a month. On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Tang Rui drove to see him and insisted on sending him home. He had a tough attitude. After Bai Song refused and failed, he could only go with Tang Rui. After all, he was a cypress savior.

This time with the access control card, Tang Rui drove the car directly into the community and parked outside the beautiful villa.

Cypress got out of the car and invited him to sit at home.

Tang Rui shook his head with a smile, took out a plate of AD calcium from nowhere and stuffed it into his hand, "I still have something to do, so I won't go in, take good care of your body, and I'll come see you again in a few days."

Cypress didn't speak, and lowered his head to hold the plastic paper. The pain in his chest made him unable to exert himself, and he didn't take apart a package of plastic for a long time.

Tang Rui took the AD calcium board, took it apart, inserted the straw again, and handed the one with the straw directly to his mouth.

Cypress opened his mouth to hold it in his mouth, took a few breaths, but still didn't speak.

Tang Rui inserted another one, put it into his hand together with the others, and rubbed his head, "Don't think about anything, the most important thing is to take good care of your body, if you have anything, just call me, or send a message." OK, I've always been here."

Cypress took a few sips of a bottle of milk, and the amount of milk bottomed out. The straw inhaled a small amount of air and made a sound in the bottle.

He let go of the straw, his voice muffled, "Why haven't you come to see me during this time?"

Tang Rui asked without answering, "Do you want me to visit you?"

The cypresses are dull again.

Tang Rui sighed slightly, "Little monkey, I'm a bit messy, I need to tidy up, do you understand?"

Bai Shu lowered his head and asked, "Arrange what?"

"What do you think I should pack?" Tang Rui suppressed the urge to light a cigarette, and continued, "Little monkey, not only luggage needs to be sorted in this world, but also feelings need to be sorted, you know?"

"Like a big tree, in the process of growth, it grows branches that should not grow and block other people's sight. For the sake of practicality and beauty, this long and crooked branch must be cut off."

Bai Shu is not a three-year-old child, he can't understand other people's implication, he understands Tang Rui's meaning, but he can't say anything.

He didn't know what to say.

Tang Rui is much taller than him. Looking down from this height, you can see the top of the young man's head. After a month or two of military training, the short cut has grown a lot, and the slightly longer hair has a twist on the top of the head. .

He stretched out his index finger and pressed the rotary poke, "Little monkey, the relationship between us depends on you, as long as you want, you can always be the carefree and happy little monkey when you were a child, and I can still be that Rui Rui standing behind you."

Cypress finally spoke, "Do you like me?"

Tang Rui froze for a moment, then smiled, "Do you want me to like you?"

Cypress looked a little dazed, and he shook his head honestly, "I don't know."

Ruirui is really special to him, he is the sun of the little cypress tree, who dispelled the terrible darkness for him when he was a child, and he was the person he liked and cared about the most in childhood, even more than Bosong.

But he forgot him, he forgot Ruirui.

So Tang Rui became Rui Rui.

Is Tang Rui Rui Rui?Of course Tang Rui is Rui Rui, but fate has stolen more than ten years from them. There is an indescribable sense of tacit understanding between them, but there is also an indelible sense of strangeness.

The only thing he can be sure of is that he doesn't want to lose Ruirui.

From the moment he was shot and fell down and saw Tang Rui, he knew that Tang Rui was Rui Rui, the sun that once illuminated him. No one can change the fact of his sustenance.

But does he like Ruirui?

No doubt, I like it.

Is it love mixed with love?

Cypress doesn't know.

He really doesn't know.

"It doesn't matter." Tang Rui's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, "I said that the decision is up to you, whether it is Rui Rui or Tang Rui, or other identities, as long as you want, I can give it to you. But you little monkey Think about it, you only have one chance to choose, once you choose, you can never change it.”

Tang Rui has been very emotional since he was a child.

He even felt that such things as feelings were almost a burden.

Those relatives of the Tang family regarded him as a white-eyed wolf, and some thought he was unfilial, and treated his parents indifferently, as if they owed him something.

Tang Rui never refuted. In fact, he did grow up by himself, and his family was indeed a loving father and mother, but this kind of father and mother love appeared too rarely. In the relationship of a family, he was not like He was part of that family, but he seemed like an outsider.

No one needs him, and no one loves him when he needs him.

When it is not needed, the love of those parents is long overdue.

Without asking if he wanted it, I just kept stuffing it into his arms.

Tang Rui also asked himself why, why he would grow into a cold-blooded monster with loving parents, why he couldn't empathize with other people's feelings, why he felt that the world was so boring no matter what he did.

Too bad he couldn't get an answer.

Until he met that kid who was bullied but stubbornly refused to shed a tear in the abandoned park.

Only then did Tang Rui know that it was such a feeling to be needed by others, it was such a joy to be relied on wholeheartedly by others, and the feeling of being liked by others was full of warmth.

Those emotions that he couldn't understand were stuffed into him by a little guy who was more than a decade younger than him one day.

Therefore, all the tenderness that Tang Rui hides deep in his heart is given to this little one.

He was willing to give this little one anything he wanted, as long as he had it.

But only in love, he was unwilling to indulge him unprincipled and unconditionally.

On the day Cypress was shot, he hugged his cooling body, his heart almost stopped beating, and the moment the boy closed his eyes, he was hit by a huge panic, his whole body seemed to be drowning, and he couldn't breathe.

He can bear not being able to see the cypress tree, and he can spend this long life alone, but he can't bear not having his little monkey in this world anymore.

Anyone in this world can die, including himself, but the cypress cannot die.

It doesn't matter if you say he is cold-blooded or ruthless, but he can't stand the death of the cypress tree.

Tang Rui still left, and Bai Song saw his younger brother walking in from the door in a daze, and sighed slightly in his heart. He watched Bai Shu sit on the sofa, and wanted to go over and ask Bai Shu if he liked Tang Rui, but the phone rang suddenly.

He glanced at the call notification, it was Yuan Qingye.

After hesitating for a moment, Bai Song glanced at the cypress tree on the sofa, and went out to answer the phone.

A few minutes later, Bai Song came back, sat next to Bai Shu, hesitated for a while and asked, "Hey, you... still don't want to see Yuan Qingye?"

[The author has something to say]: Rounding it up, Xiaotang's words are a confession!