unrestricted relationship

"...At this time, the swallow came back to the prince... Ah~sneeze!" There was a sudden and unpretentious sneeze, Long Su rubbed his nose in confusion, and continued to read: "The swallow returned to the prince. 'You are blind now,' said the swallow, 'and I will always be with you.'

"'No, little Swallow,' said the poor Prince, 'you must go to Egypt.'

"'I will always be with you,' said the swallow, and fell asleep at the prince's feet..."

Long Su stopped talking, and found that the drip was almost empty, he closed the book, and rang the nurse's bell: "Okay, the doctor is going to remove the needle for you, you can sleep well for a while."

Sha Luo yawned a lot—she had been sleepy for a long time, but this story was her favorite, no matter how many times she heard it, she wanted to listen to it——rubbed her eyes, and looked at Long Su who was helping her tuck the quilt , Shaluo tugged at the corner of his clothes reluctantly: "Little uncle, will you still come to see me?"

In the empty special-needs ward, the small voice was especially soft, Long Su patted the little pink head: "Of course, in two days, little uncle and godfather and godmother will come to pick you up and leave the hospital."

"And finish the Happy Prince!"

Smiling, she squeezed her bloodless little face, and the little girl made a ferocious gesture of wanting to bite. The kitten-like appearance made the man laugh, and the amber tenderness flowed in her eyes: "You have to make sure you don't cry when you hear the ending." The nose is the only one, the last time I told a story to make you cry, my little uncle was scolded by your parents for many days."

"Heh," Sha Luo shrank back under the quilt, dodging the devil's hand who wanted to pinch his face again, and fought back loudly, "You must finish the story! Grandpa said, you can't do things halfway... eh?' And 'what?" ?”

Long Su was completely amused by the cute and confused expression on the little girl's face, "Give up halfway."

"Yes! You can't give up halfway!" Shaluo repeated the idiom he had just learned in satisfaction, thought for a while, and then said honestly, "Uncle, at the end... I will try my best not to cry."

Just talking about it, water droplets had begun to accumulate in the big glass-like eyes, Long Su couldn't help but smile, "Why do you want to cry just thinking about the ending? The Happy Prince has listened to it dozens of times, and there are still so many tears. You, She is really a little girl made of water."

The little girl made of water pouted her mouth in displeasure: "Shaluo is not a crybaby!"

"Of course not. Shaluo is the bravest kid I've ever seen. She never cries when she gets an injection." The head nurse walked in with a smile, pulled out the needle, and held her cool little hand in her palm. "Shaluo, I need a nurse tonight." Is my sister coming to accompany you?"

Since five years ago, Sha Luo has been here every time for regular check-ups or hospitalization. Their family and the hospital are old acquaintances.The nurses all liked this cute little girl who never caused trouble to others. When there was no one to accompany Sha Luo, they would take the initiative to tell her stories to accompany her to sleep. Therefore, Long Su was very polite to them: "Thank you, Today my cousin said that she would come to accompany Sha Luo after overtime, and I will be there before she falls asleep."

"That's good." The wrinkles at the corners of the eyes stretched out, and the head nurse smiled and put the already warm hands back under the quilt to cover them, "Good night Shaluo, see you tomorrow."

"Auntie, head nurse, see you tomorrow." Sha Luo who was praised shyly waved her hands under the quilt, and then winked at Long Su with her big doll-like eyes: "Will little uncle accompany me until I fall asleep?"

"Isn't it good?" Long Su sat back down again.

"That's good, but..." Sha Luo said old-fashionedly, "Usually you come during the day, but today you actually have dinner with me... It's so strange. Little uncle, have you lost your love?"

Lamenting that Sha Luo had learned such a complicated turning word "unexpectedly", Long Su began to resent him for being reduced to a lover who wanted to eat hospital meals.It was too unfortunate to eat dinner alone after uttering such cruel words as "find a beautiful woman on a date", and finally chose to take care of my little niece for a night-the star-eyed, snow-skinned beauties all meet the definition of "beautiful woman", the only one The disadvantage is that it is a little younger...

As for the unlucky words of "broken love", Long Su slammed his doubtful little head hard, "You're a big kid, don't talk nonsense, next time I will ask my cousin not to let you watch the eight o'clock file."

Sha Luo stuck out her tongue cutely, "No~~ Mom took me to watch the series, I'm the victim!"

"Who told you to casually say that little uncle is broken in love?"

Facing Long Su, who was prettier and more handsome than any male TV star, the child made a serious conclusion, "You will believe a joke, little uncle, you are too naive."

After chatting a few more words, Sha Luo had already yawned several times in a row. Compared with children of the same age, she had much less energy and started to feel sleepy every ninety o'clock.It could be seen that she was trying to keep talking to herself, but Long Su's voice became softer and lighter, and Sha Luo's eyelids became more and more serious.

"...Little uncle, I feel like I am the sick child in the story." Sha Luo whispered softly when he was about to fall asleep.After Long Su reacted, he realized that she was talking about the sick son of the seamstress in "The Happy Prince", and he was also the first person to receive the gift from the Happy Prince. The ruby ​​brought by the swallow cured the sick child. "And then, mom, dad, big brother, godfather... little uncle... everyone is the happy prince, and they gave me a lot of presents... so many..."

Unable to wait for Long Su's answer, the tired child has already entered the dream world heavily.

"You'll be fine." Dimming the wall lamp, a good night kiss fell on the forehead, and the little girl breathed smoothly and fell asleep.

Regular inspection every month.

Routine hospitalization every quarter.

I have to take medicine every day, and there are often so many pinholes in my small hands that the nurses can't do it.

Just have to lie on sickbed every winter when summer is easy to fall ill.

No strenuous exercise, no fast running, or even unbridled giggles.

When other children are receiving education from school, they can only learn some superficial knowledge between diseases and illnesses.

What the head nurse said was the truth. Shaluo never cried when she got an injection, and she never needed to be coaxed when she took medicine.The obedient demeanor often makes adults cry. At such times, Shaluo always comforts in turn, "There is licorice in it, so it's not bitter at all."The little child curled up on the bed is trying harder than anyone else to survive.

Sha Luo in front of him was sleepy, his mouth was pouting, his eyes moved from time to time, and he turned over while muttering.Saying good night silently, Long Su gently closed the door.

If Long Su ever secretly wished for Jianzi's reaction to his "not returning home at night" and "dating a beautiful woman", then it can only be said that life is unsatisfactory nine out of ten times.Entering the second day after Tangtang was blocked by his lover in GTALK, Longsu's resentment has risen to another level. The "Let's find fault" Level 2 stage made the UI executives once again panicked and worked hard.When it was almost time to get off work, the dialog box of the culprit suddenly jumped in front of him. As for the content... Long Su was very flattered.

Jianzi Xianji: Let's have dinner together after get off work today.

"I have something to do tonight." Once you are favored, you will take Joe. This shortcoming of Shulou Longsu is really a disease for everyone, and there is no cure.

"Well, it seems that you can only let the Buddha sword be released by you for the second time."

"Wait! I'm going to..."

A mountain is higher than a mountain, nothing more than that.

Buddha Sword is worthy of being an expert in cultivation. When he left, he said he would go home for a few days, but it took almost two months to go back. Not to mention the phone call, he didn't even have a text message to report his safety.In this world of constant accidents, Jianzi had no choice but to look at this friendship with the sudden mentality of throwing it away when he went out and picking it up when he entered the door.

This meal was slaughtered by big money, and of course the place was designated by Long Su.Sitting in the car, I made seven turns and eight turns, and I stopped at a small street covered with sycamore trees.After getting off work at [-] o'clock in the evening, the sun has completely set on the other side of the city. An old man carrying a plastic bag is walking slowly on the road.As soon as he entered the high gate like a college, there were three big characters "Wan Song Zhai" on the plaque, Jian Zi's eyes fell on both sides-Jie Lu was in a human environment, and there were no cars and horses-he couldn't help smiling.

Entering the lobby, the waiter greeted the box with a smile, but it was a hexagonal pavilion in the open air, surrounded by bamboo on three sides, and rockery on one side, several clear streams shone brightly and darkly in the fading night, and the sound of water murmured.

The three of them sat down, Jianzi saw that the waiter didn't even serve the menu and left knowingly, he was very heartbroken: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't want to treat you, and I went directly to Jixianguan to eat noodles. It's really useless to come to such a place to eat vegetarian food A chance to slaughter fat sheep."

Long Su had just poured a cup of tea, upon hearing this, he immediately handed it over to Fo Jian: "We eat together, eight out of ten times I pay the bill, and I don't see a single time when you were soft-hearted."

"The subordinates eat, the boss pays the bill, and the company's articles of association are written in black and white. I dare not violate the rules in front of the boss." UI company stipulates that when colleagues go out to eat, the person with the highest position must pay the bill. Fei, less than half of what he ate from Long Su's body, Jian Zi answered very confidently.

"Now you have resigned." Speaking of this Long Su, he was full of resentment. It is rare that the time and place are right, and it is a bridge where a man can flirt when he encounters an office romance.In the end, not to mention this and that Xiao Xiao thought about it, and he didn't even have an A, so someone eliminated the possibility.

"Okay then, you can have a breakup meal with us." Jianzi filled the teacup with self-reliance, and smiled sincerely.

"...Do you want to break up with me?"

Long Su's face was gloomy, and Jian Zi couldn't help shivering: It's just to have a meal with his ex-colleagues with fun with You Min, as for lowering his voice by eight degrees, is he so excited?

"—You two have such a good relationship."

The two turned their heads together, only to see that Buddha Sword, who had been silent since getting in the car, said that he held the cup in both hands and was motionless, as if he hadn't spoken from the beginning to the end.

Jianzi glanced at Longsu - "restraint", but the latter returned a teasing wink... Jianzi turned his head blankly, and decided to save himself: "Hey, Buddha Sword, what are you going to do next?"

Although it is turbulent and flooding, the Buddhist sword is always calm, "I met a great Zen master Kuchang, who is rebuilding an ancient temple that has been destroyed for thousands of years. Since it is a great ambition to promote Buddhism, I also want to do my best. "

Long Su sounded familiar, but thinking about it carefully, these words really resembled the rhetoric of all levels of provincial and municipal governments apportioning corporate sponsorship fees.Before he habitually asked how much he wanted to donate, Jianzi opened his mouth with concern: "Lack of people or money, do you need help?"

Fojian shook his head: "Don't worry. Zen Master Kuchang has already raised enough donations and allocated manpower, but the construction of temples and roads is not a small project. He hopes that I can take care of it at the scene."

"Unfortunately, there is another opportunity to use the Poor Card on Longsu."

Uncle Long put on his signature usury smirk, "I can donate to rebuild the Shuiyun Temple." Fojian looked up at him, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The waiter began to serve the dishes. First came four cold dishes, which were served on huge celadon plates. Each dish was very delicate and beautiful, and the serving size was very...exquisite.Picking up a piece of vegetarian Baozhen, Jianzi sighed at the remaining plates that he could count at a glance, "If you have the heart, why not donate a supper..." This meal seems to be tragic, I don't know if two bowls The instant noodles are enough to fill the stomach.

Long Su took his bowl, picked up a chopstick with three shredded carrots, picked up shredded carrots in his own bowl, and handed them back to Jianzi.The two faced each other every day, and Jianzi didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it. He took it and put it in his mouth naturally. Only the doubts about the Buddha sword deepened.

After the cold dishes were served, they were served hot ones, obviously Long Su had a clear estimate of the amount of dishes in this place - in a short while, there were ten dishes on the table.Jianzi took a sip of the bamboo fungus soup, finally remembered, and stretched out his hand to Long Suyi: "Give me the backup key of my house."

"In the car, do you want to use it?"

"It's the Buddhist sword that needs to be used. He lives with me, and it's inconvenient without a key."

Long Su put the spoon to his mouth, put down the bowl again, and stared at his lover dissatisfiedly, "Buddha sword lives in your house? What should I do?"

Are you a big waste of 200 square meters of living area in your house, so you want to compete with the monk for the land?Jianzi stared back at him: "You can live in your own home."

"The Buddha sword can also live in my house."

"It's true—anyway, your house has a lot of spare rooms."

"You also come to live here."

"My own place is fine."

"Then I'll live there."

The tenant Jianzi said earnestly, "Long Su, it's an illegal group rental with so many people living in the house, don't you think it's crowded?"

"Tsk, what else can I dislike if I don't even dislike you? Besides, according to the law, it is illegal to have a per capita area of ​​less than five square meters." As a landlord, Long Su's basic knowledge is obviously more solid.

Jianzi was heartbroken, "There are three men over 40 meters crowded in more than 1.8 square meters. Such a miserable situation is unbearable."

"Friend, you are too confident about your size."

Seeing that the discussion among the common people was getting more and more blind, the real and calm man Buddha Jian put down the bowls and chopsticks, interrupting the flirting between the two: "Long Su, give me the key to Jianzi's house. Sword Son, go live at Long Su's house."

Jianzi blushed rarely, "Cough, actually Long Su and I..."

Before he could explain, Fojian calmly answered the second sentence, "I understand, you are passionate about adultery."

This time, even Long Su sprayed it.

Jianzi's face turned from thin red to red on the spot, even more completely red than when he was molested by Long Su. The red face and snow-white hair are so cute that people want to take a bite.Ripples appeared in the golden eyes, Long Su suddenly leaned over and bit the sword, with a heavy bite, leaving a clear mark on the lower lip.

Appreciating his masterpiece for a second, Long Su turned his head and announced triumphantly: "It's just like what you saw—Jianzi came to my house."

"The first time I came out of the closet was in front of Buddhist monks. I really don't know whether it is courageous or reckless..." Sitting on the sofa of Long Su's house, I recalled the chaotic hour in the past—especially the story of the Buddha sword. That unfathomable, unexplorable gaze that didn't say anything but seemed to have said everything—Jianzi had the urge to beat someone up.

Someone who had just taken a shower reached out to embrace the lover whose anger was surging, and kissed on his lips: "Neither of them, the Buddha sword is compassion and tolerance, and you are slow to respond."

The wet head brushed past the ears and wet the cheeks, and turned the anger into something else.The cleanliness Jianzi frowned, resigned himself to pulling Long Su to sit on the side, and began to help him brush his hair: "What about the magnificent Shulou Long Su?"

First, wipe off the wetness on the face along the forehead and sideburns, then gather the hair in the towel, start from the top of the hair, gently move the fingers a little, and slowly wipe from the root to the end of the hair.Long Su lazily leaned half on Jianzi's leg, as if he had turned into some kind of domestic animal, snoring and feeling the joy of being pampered by his master.But even if it was an animal, Long Su was an aggressive big cat. His fingers climbed up his lover's chin along the skirt of his clothes, stroking the rounded lower lip back and forth, where there seemed to be tooth marks left after the sudden attack.He said softly, "Well, I can't help myself."