atypical dependency

In the cold ward, the woman fell asleep peacefully.

However, for some reason, she lay down for a while, and slowly opened her eyes as if she had sensed something.

Looking sideways to the side of the bed, there, the empty round stool looks a little lonely in the weak moonlight, just like when her husband left.

After staring quietly for a while, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, she turned over and went back to sleep.

When Yan Tian arrived at the hospital, the sky began to rain untimely.

After getting out of the car, he saw Xiao Yi standing silently outside the flower bed of the hospital, looking sadly at the cars passing by on the road ahead.

The rain curtain delicately covered the opponent's thick coat, and soon weaved a fluffy crystal.

As if blocking time, the appearance of Xiao Yi standing silently gave Yan Tian an inexplicable sense of loneliness.

Thinking that maybe the boss had to deal with the company and the troublesome brother of the other party continuously, and Wei Zhuoyan was hospitalized because of the accident, the pressure was probably not small.

After greeting Xiao Yi respectfully, Yan Tian led him into the car and prepared to send him back to the villa.

The heating was not turned on in the car. Although the coldness was not enough to soak into the bone marrow, the coolness attached to the skin at all gloomy moments was quite unpleasant in such a cold weather.

Yan Tian then turned on the hot air, and drove Xiao Yi on the way back as usual.

In the driving workshop, he watched the situation of his boss through the rearview mirror from time to time.

Xiao Yi was leaning on the back seat with the same expression as before, maintaining calm and composure, and his eyes were floating outside the window as usual, not knowing what he was observing.

But Yan Tian wasn't sure if it was his own illusion, he always felt that his Boss' side face seemed a little red and swollen, and the corners of his lips seemed a little purple.

It's not easy to be suspicious, Yan Tian knows that he has never been able to read the emotions behind Xiao Yi's poker face.

After driving for a while, he began to think about how to make his boss feel more relaxed.

He didn't have the courage to chat directly with the other party, so he simply placed his hope on the car stereo.

Turning on the music calmly, and adjusting it to a volume that does not disturb the nerves but also drives away the silence, Yan Tian squints at the rearview mirror from time to time, wondering what the other party's reaction will be.

"...My love means that it can't be stopped. It's too strong to be said to have been. It can also be said that I was wrong. It hasn't become true yet, and it hasn't talked about the love you need..."

"...I no longer obsess over who I am. I am the tears I shed at night. It can also be said that I can't see it. What I can do for you has not yet convinced you that it is love, which influences you and me... ..."

A piece of quiet music poured out from the front, and began to linger in the small compartment.

The moment Xiao Yi heard that piece of music, Xiao Yi frowned imperceptibly.

The music played for less than a minute, and he looked sideways at Yan Tian's direction, and said in a deep voice with no expression: "Yan Tian, ​​turn off the music."

Yan Tian, ​​who was driving and thinking that maybe Boss could relax in the soothing music, was poured cold water on his head.

Hearing the other party's rather firm order, he immediately turned off the music without thinking, and looked at the road ahead a little nervously, feeling annoyed by his previous behavior.

Also, after so many years of picking up Xiao Yi, he has never seen the other party relax by listening to music.

The sound of the heater in the car gradually sounded.

While driving, Yan Tian scolded himself for his careless choice.

But this emotion didn't last long, when he suddenly heard Xiao Yi's faint voice from behind: "Sorry, I'm not in the mood to listen to music today."

Unexpectedly, the other party would explain something to him, Yan Tian was a little flattered.

"Yan Tian."

"Mr. Xiao." Immediately cheered up, Yan Tian pursed his lips and stood by.

"I'll just get off here." Xiao Yi looked at the bustling street with neon lights outside, and said calmly.

A little surprised that Xiao Yi didn't want to go home, Yan Tian looked around and realized that it was quite far from the villa.

"But Mr. Xiao, this place..."

"You go back first." Xiao Yi looked sideways at Yan Tian and nodded to him.

The street here is very close to the west side, and the law and order is relatively poor. Yan Tian really can't understand the reason why the other party wants to get off here.

However, it was inconvenient to confront his boss abruptly, Yan Tian stopped the car to let Xiao Yi get off and had no intention of driving away.

He sat in the car uneasy, and through the thin and soft rain curtain outside the window, he noticed that the other party's tall figure was walking towards a bar on the street.

I was a little surprised that my boss would come to this kind of place, even though the other party asked him to go back, Yan Tian still turned off the car and sat quietly in the car waiting for the other party to come out.

Xiao Yi entered the bar, found the bar counter with ease, ordered some drinks and began to drink alone.

He sat there straight past midnight.

The bartender has already changed shifts, and he is also a little drunk.

But naturally, he was aware of his drinking capacity, and he didn't deliberately drink to the point of getting drunk.

——No matter what you think, don't let me make such shameless jokes in the future! ——

"Shameless joke..." Slowly closing his eyes, Xiao Yi's hand holding the wine glass touched his forehead little by little.

The icy flavor of the cup noodles faded away, wandering around as if trying to capture his skin.

"That's right." Originally, he had already considered this kind of consequences, but with a fluke mentality, he didn't expect Wei Zhuoyan to be so furious.

After roughly understanding the other party's views on his emotions, he looked at the wine cup in front of him and couldn't help but pour it down again.

It wasn't until his mind was really dizzy that he realized something was wrong.

——You and I are old men, you say you like me, how do you want me to understand? ——

——Do I resemble a woman in any way?Um? ——

Supporting his heavy head with one hand, Xiao Yi half-supported his eyes, his eyes drifted to the bar counter, revealing a sour smile.

--woman?

He really didn't think Wei Zhuoyan looked like a woman at all.

To put it bluntly, the other party was still a man with a strong masculinity.

That's right.

The problem is not the other party, but himself.

If you fall in love with a man out of nowhere, he is naturally the pervert.

It's not that he hasn't analyzed the reason these years.

However, after several attempts to no avail, he understood that such a thing as love is a fucking existence that cannot be analyzed logically.

I can't touch it, I can't catch it, so I can only let it "bully" for no reason.

It would be so much easier if someone could control their love, or make a clear list of the overflowing emotions.

According to his temperament that always likes to consider the pros and cons, he must have cut off this sloppy abnormality many years ago.

——How good it is broken.

——It would be nice to be able to break...

Xiao Yi picked up the wine glass, raised it to the air, and smiled lightly: "It's good for others and good for yourself."

Just as the glass of wine was brought to their lips, everyone in the bar suddenly heard a commotion coming from the rather quiet bar entrance.

Before anyone could react, the door of the bar was slammed open, and then someone staggered in and threw himself on the ground.

On the way, the other party also turned over a round table, and the glass cups on it fell to the ground.

The noise immediately attracted the attention of the bartender. He watched for a while, frowned and walked over from behind the bar to deal with the sudden incident over there.

Xiao Yi finished the wine cup in front of him, but the bartender hadn't returned yet, so he had to wait patiently.

However, the noise at the entrance of the bar became louder and louder, and finally there was a fight.

Finally feeling a little annoyed because he couldn't drink, Xiao Yi got off the bar chair and walked slowly towards the door of the bar, trying to find out who was making trouble in the middle of the night.

Outside the bar door, there seemed to be a group fight, and a few gangsters surrounded the two of them and punched and kicked them.

The bartender and a few clerks are trying to break up the fight helplessly.

Originally, Xiao Yi was calmly watching outside as a passer-by, but when his eyes fell on the two men who were being fisted in the crowd, his expression turned cold - Xiao Heng and Wu Shuoqian.

Seeing that brat Xiao Heng refusing to admit defeat when he was being beaten, he kept saying provocative words, Xiao Yi really wished he could get rid of that bad mouth.

Without further hesitation, relying on his stature to be much taller than the group of boys who were probably in their early twenties, he forced his way through, and while blocking the fight, he instinctively moved the two men who were being beaten to behind him.

Seeing Xiao Yi's sudden appearance, Xiao Heng, who was holding his head and yelling at him before, opened his eyes wide in astonishment.

However, the shock lasted only two seconds, but he managed to squeeze in front of Xiao Yi again, and said fiercely to him, "Why are you here? Go away, go away!"

However, during the conversation, the gangster on the other side saw the opportunity, raised a punch and hit Xiao Heng's head.

With sharp eyesight and quick hands, he lifted Xiao Heng's collar to protect the opponent behind him, and Xiao Yi punched him forcefully.

The fiery fist hit the place where Wei Zhuoyan greeted just now, and Xiao Yi almost knelt down on one knee in pain.

Suspecting that his teeth might be broken, he rubbed his lips with his hand, and noticed that the place where Wei Zhuoyan had bitten him before was also oozing blood again.

Seemingly surprised that Xiao Yi would block the punch for him, Xiao Heng just stood behind him stupidly and didn't respond for a long while.

Staring at the people opposite Xiao Heng who made trouble, although Xiao Yi was drunk, he did not lose his sobriety completely.

He tried his best to drive away the heavy feeling of stinging pain all over his face and dizziness in his head, and tried his best to calmly talk to the gangster opposite, and after a while, he figured out that Xiao Heng owed these people money.

After making it clear to them that he would pay off for Xiao Heng, Xiao Yi finally got rid of the gang of life-seekers after a lot of deliberation.

The bar clerks also thanked Xiao Yi for his help, saying that all the drinks ordered by the other party tonight are free.

After Xiao Yi declined politely, she stood at the door and looked at Xiao Heng and Wu Shuoqian who were squatting behind her awkwardly, with serious expressions on their faces.

Because of the effect of alcohol, his head is still not very clear, Xiao Yi felt the sharp pain in his face, as if he had the illusion that he would fall in the next second.

Forcibly raising his spirits, he slowly squatted in front of Xiao Heng, stretched out his hand wordlessly to raise Xiao Heng's jaw, and carefully examined the opponent's face that had been beaten into a cat.

Resistingly blocking Xiao Yi's hand, Xiao Heng turned his head sideways without saying a word.

"Follow me to the hospital." Knowing that the other party definitely has more than just the "record" on his face, Xiao Yi said in a deep voice, almost giving orders.

Xiao Heng raised his eyebrows irritably, and said hoarsely, "You don't need to meddle in your own business."

Immediately recalling the boy's resistance on the day of the fire, as if he had been bitten by a snake, Xiao Yi knew that he wanted to force him to go to the hospital, but now he didn't have the remaining strength and energy.

After looking at the other party for a while, he considered the situation, took out his mobile phone and called Yan Tian.

When Yan Tian told him that he hadn't left, Xiao Yi was still very surprised, but after a few tens of seconds, when he saw the other party running quickly from across the street, Xiao Yi understood.

Expressing appreciation and gratitude to Yan Tian for his conscientiousness, Xiao Yi pursed his lips and nodded towards him, making the man who had been waiting in the car for several hours immediately feel that all his hard work was worthwhile.

Xiao Heng was very reluctant at first, but he was not as difficult as he was on the day of the fire.

I don't know if he witnessed Xiao Yi's desperate efforts to protect himself in that chaotic battle, he kept his face sullen, but in the end he obediently followed Xiao Yi into the car with Wu Shuoqian.

Along the way, Xiao Heng expressed his unwillingness to go to the hospital, so Xiao Yi simply followed him and brought the two men home.

Anyway, his family has a lot of medical supplies, which is enough to deal with Xiao Heng's bruises.

When getting out of the car, seeing Xiao Yi whose gait was a little unsteady, Xiao Heng followed behind him and rarely said a word: "Did you drink tonight?"

Not intending to respond to the other party, Xiao Yi led the way without looking back.

With a sneer, Xiao Heng rolled his eyes behind him, and said, "You are so stupid, go to that kind of place to drink."

Yan Tian listened to the other party's insulting words to his boss, and couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat.

Leading several men into the living room of the villa, Xiao Yi went to find a temporary medicine box.

When they came back, Yan Tian had already left, Wu Shuo moved to the bathroom, and only Xiao Heng and Xiao Yi were left in the living room.

Sitting on the sofa in an angry posture, Xiao Heng narrowed his eyes and stared at Xiao Yi who was squatting on the side of the coffee table and tinkering with the makeshift medicine box. After a long time, he suddenly said very solemnly: "Xiao Yi, what exactly do you want to do?"

For a moment, Xiao Yi cast a puzzled look at Xiao Heng.

Lifting his chin towards Xiao Yi's face where he was hit by a fist, Xiao Heng sneered and squinted his eyes: "You know that I can't tell my parents about this kind of thing, you don't have to act like a caring big brother with me, no one No one appreciates it.”

Xiao Yi ignored him and started looking for trauma ointment again.

"What's your purpose?" Xiao Heng asked again, "Let me tell you, I'm not a parent, I'm not that stupid to trust your acting skills."

"Acting skills?" Xiao Yi lowered his face, and his tone was not warm, "In your opinion, family affection is acting skills, right?"

"Family?" Xiao Heng smiled sarcastically, "Who? Me and you?"

"..." Xiao Yi's hand looking for medicine paused for a moment, and after a few seconds, he raised his head, his eyes were dark, "Yes."

"Ha." As if hearing the funniest thing in the world, the smile on the corner of Xiao Heng's mouth twisted, "It's really hopeless for you to be sentimental."

Xiao Yi continued to rummage in the medicine box, finally took out a tube of medicine, studied the function of it, his expression was unusually relaxed, and he didn't know whether he was talking to himself or said with emotion: "Yeah, I have been passionate for a long time." Standing up from the coffee table, he walked to Xiao Heng's side and stuffed the ointment into the other's hand. By the way, he covered the top of the other's hair with his big hand and rubbed it, "Do you know how annoying it is to have a younger brother who can make trouble?"

After speaking, before Xiao Heng could respond, Xiao Yi stretched out his hand to rub his aching temple and strolled to the kitchen to find water.

Holding the tube of medicine that Xiao Yi helped him find, Xiao Heng was stunned for a while before stubbornly shouting to the kitchen: "I'm not your fucking brother!"

The people in the kitchen ignored him at all.

Xiao Heng squeezed the ointment angrily.

Sitting silently in the empty living room for a while, the scene where Xiao Yi was protecting him and punching him broke into his mind.

Looking down at the body of the ointment tube that he squeezed so hard that it collapsed, he muttered to himself again: "Who the hell wants you to meddle in other people's business?"