Millennium drunk

The next day, Bai Suhe was indeed taken away by her family's second uncle.Before leaving, Bai Suhe came to Lanzui's room and cast a calming spell on Jun Yihuang, and after finishing, she only said four words: "Up to two years."

Lan Zui understood what these four words meant, and so did Jun Yihuang.

Lan Zui didn't send Bai Suhe out, but stood by the window with Jun Yihuang, watching Bai Suhe's back gradually drifting away and disappearing at the gate at the other end of the garden downstairs of the hospital.

"Two years..."

"..."

"It's pretty good, much longer than I expected."

Lan Zui lowered the curtains in his hand, and the light from outside the window quickly dimmed as the curtains were lowered.Lan Zui turned around, suddenly put his arms around Jun Yihuang who was standing behind her, and buried his head on her chest.

This time, Jun Yihuang just stood quietly and did not push Lan Zui away.

A string in Lan Zui's heart has been tense, but until the day she went through the discharge procedures, she didn't see this person who could let her string relax.

Lan Zui absentmindedly nodded at the odds and ends wrapped on the bed, unable to tell if he was disappointed or relieved.Just when she was about to pick up her things and prepare to go downstairs, the phone rang pleasantly, and the screen suddenly glowed white from the darkness.

Lan Zui's heart trembled, he picked up the phone, the caller ID on the white screen only had one word: Mom.

Lan Zui was silent for a long time, letting the melodious ringtone fill the ward.The caller on the other side of the phone was also very patient and kept dialing without hanging up.

"Little drunk."

Uncle Zhong showed a look of disapproval and urging beside him.Lan Zui continued to stare at the word on the screen for five seconds before sliding his finger to press the circle of 'Answer'.

"mom."

"Xiao Zui, have you been discharged from the hospital?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was somewhat similar to Lan Zui's, but it was melodious and at the same time mixed with more years of stability, and the words were not hurried or slow, which made people feel at ease and restrained any frivolous thoughts at the same time.

"Not yet, I'm packing my things." Lan Zui's reply was serious, and even restrained her usual jumping off. Every word was respectful, but it also lacked the intimacy it should have had.

"Oh."

"..."

The other end of the phone and this end fell silent at the same time.

"What are you going to do?" Finally, it was the phone that broke the silence.

"mom."

"Ah."

"Did Rong Shisan tell you what I mean?"

"I've said it. Xiaozui, I want to hear you say it yourself."

"Mom." Lan Zui suddenly chuckled, "You know me."

"Yeah, I know yours." The voice on the other side of the phone was still steady, but there was a faint sigh at the end, "Give her the phone, is it Jun Yihuang? She knows how to use it." Bar."

The room was very quiet, and there was a slight external sound from the mobile phone. Dong Zhong and Jun Yihuang were standing very close, and they could hear the slight sound clearly.

Lan Zui's gaze, which had been staring at the corner, began to move, turned to Dong Zhong, stayed for two seconds, and then met Shang Jun Yihuang's plain eyes.

"Mom, it's useless."

"..."

"I have someone put a soul-binding curse on her, even if she wants to leave, she can't leave me."

"..."

"..."

"Xiao Zui, have you really decided?"

"Yes."

"Okay. You also heard from Xiao Shisan what's going on outside now. You can take a break during this period. The card and account have been frozen, and the hospital's expenses will be settled by Ah Zhong. You can handle the rest yourself."

"Ok."

"If there is a new decision, remember to call me."

"I see."

"After all, I just got out of the hospital, so take care of your body."

"Ah."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

From beginning to end, the conversation was so calm that there were no ripples.

Lan Zui listened to the beep sounded first from the microphone, shrugged, but showed a relieved smile at Dong Zhong.

"Uncle Zhong, my mother has already explained to you in advance, right?"

"Xiao Zui, what are you doing? If you have something to say, can you go back and talk to your mother?"

Compared to Lan Zui, Dong Zhong's reaction was much more intense, his rough face was as wrinkled as a steamed bun, and the scar on his face was like the fold on the top of a steamed stuffed bun, not half as fierce as outsiders.

"Uncle Zhong, I am very satisfied with this result. Is my mother very angry this time?"

"What do you say?!"

"Hey, that can't be helped." Lan Zui scratched her hair and smirked, "I'll see her when she calms down. Uncle Zhong, I'll trouble you for the medical bills, and the matter of the Lan family Please take your time."

"You girl is really!" Dong Zhong was panting with anger, he wanted to beat Lan Zui, but he couldn't do it, his eyes were on the culprit beside him, he didn't dare to do it, he took out a wad of money from his trouser pocket after being bored for a long time, and threw it on the bed .

"There's only so much on me, if you can't stand it, go home quickly!"

After throwing the money, Dong Zhong didn't even look at anyone, turned his head and rushed out of the room, the door frame was smashed back to its original position, even the buffer function couldn't resist the force, and the glass inlaid on the door frame was shaken and rattled.

"Uncle Zhong is really... I am a poor man now, if the glass is broken, I can't afford it..." Lan Zui muttered softly, moved to the bed and picked up the wad of money scattered on the bed.

The money was red and green, scattered and neat, and Lan Zui folded it neatly one by one, and counted it again, a total of five thousand and sixty-three.

"Yihuang, I only have you now except for this little money, you won't despise me?" Lan Zui held the wad of money, looking at Jun Yihuang pitifully and dryly, her eyes were wet, as if she was only begging for money. Adopted stray cats.

"..."

"...Yihuang...Junjun...Little Huang...I will work hard to make money to support you, I promise!"

"...When did you cast the soul-binding curse on me...?"

"I lied to her."

"..."

Jun Yihuang remembered a novel she read when she was bored. In the novel, there was an action called Fuezu.

She really wants to help her forehead now.

Well, if the image allows, she also wants to roll her eyes.

Facts have proved that Lan Zui's thinking is still too simple.

Carrying a bag of simple clothes and leading Jun Yihuang, Lan Zui started to wander.The first problem encountered on this road is accommodation.

Jun Yihuang is still the same as before, unable to see strong light, but fortunately, the sunshine is not strong during the period from winter to spring, Lan Zui must get a house that can shelter from wind, rain and light as soon as possible before spring comes.

Although Lan Zui has more than 5000 yuan left by Dong Zhong in his hand, more than 5000 yuan is not a small amount at first glance, but it is definitely not much in this modern era of soaring prices.Lan Zui has never treated himself badly in terms of material enjoyment since he was a child. He is very picky about how comfortable he usually is. Now that he cares about the previous standards, he will inevitably be dissatisfied everywhere. In fact, the price is too high to afford.

For the first week, Lan Zui chose to live in the frequency of the rivers and lakes. In all fairness, this house is located in the family area of ​​university teachers, and the surrounding environment is quiet and pleasant. Compared with other houses at the same price, it is really good, and it fits Junyihuang's needs temper.However, since the price is low, there must be shortcomings, so Lan Zui's face was very gloomy from the moment he opened the door to entering the room.

"If you can't stand it, go back."

Jun Yihuang stood behind Lan Zui and looked around, her expression still calm.

"Can't stand it?" Lan Zui turned his head and looked at Jun Yihuang, "Yihuang, do you think I can't stand it?"

"Compared with your home, this place is really not better."

Lan Zui stared at Jun Yihuang for a while, then slowly shook his head: "Just because I like to enjoy, doesn't mean I can't endure hardship. When I go to the ground, I can sleep with those bones in the accompanying burial pit, and I can always live with patience."

"..."

"Yihuang, I just don't want to treat you badly." Lan Zui brushed an old cabinet next to her with her finger, which creaked and shook at the right time, "You are the eldest princess of Qi County, the concubine Shu of Nantang, but I I feel wronged that you live in this kind of place... I am not happy because I feel that I am really useless."

"...Actually, the scenery is pretty good." Jun Yihuang walked to the window and pushed open the dusty window.This house is located on the third floor, and there is a magnolia flower standing under the window.After the winter, the weather is getting warmer, and the magnolia is also full of flower buds, which are about to show up, shy and timid, with a special flavor.

"I've lived in that tomb for thousands of years, and it's pitch black everywhere. There's no one to talk to, so what about luxury and luxury?" Two unknown birds landed on the magnolia tree, stopping on the treetop, the slightly slender treetop As the bird chased and spread its wings, it kept rising and falling slightly, Jun Yihuang's eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and a little smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "Here, it's very good."

"Really?" Just a few words brought Lan Zui's depressed mood to a high place again, Lan Zui turned his head, just in time to see Jun Yihuang's smile, and he laughed too, " Don't you really dislike it?"

"real."

"Okay! I cleaned up the room in the past two days! Then I will find a job, and when I make money, I will find a better place than here, where you can live comfortably!"

The suddenly excited Lanzui is like a bird constantly spreading its wings on the magnolia tree outside the window, scurrying around in the room, and the furniture that passes by finally reveals their original appearance. Although the appearance is still old and peeling, it has accumulated a kind of time. long.

When dusk came, Lan Zui had roughly tidied up the room. Under the soft incandescent lamp, Lan Zui stood in the center of the room and looked at his masterpiece all day long, quite complacently: "Yihuang, I can do it." !"

"Ah."

"Look, this will be our home from now on."

Home...?Jun Yihuang was in a trance for a moment.The word... how far away.

"Yeah, it belongs to the two of us—home."