Out of place

Cheng Boyan is soft-hearted, he is also a doctor, he is kind, he will reflexively help the injured and sick, and he is more likely to pretend to be pitiful, so...

This was Xiang Xi's previous thought, about why Cheng Boyan helped him so much.

And it was precisely this point that he would think of asking Cheng Boyan for help when he wanted to struggle to get rid of the entanglement of his past life.

But after watching Cheng Boyan's refreshing clips and knowing that Cheng Boyan likes men, he suddenly doubted his previous judgment.

What Tan Xiaokang did that night made him really startled, although Cheng Boyan had never done anything beyond the normal range towards him, and even if Cheng Boyan did anything, he didn't seem to treat Tan Xiaokang as he did. So disgusting... because Cheng Boyan is handsome, no, because he is nice...

Anyway, he still wanted to ask, and he had been thinking about this since he watched the clip, and now he finally couldn't help asking.

But I regretted it as soon as I asked.

I feel that I should really control the water in my head. How could Cheng Boyan have any thoughts about a small gangster? Birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. Even if someone like me has an idea, he can only be Tan Xiaokang...

He suddenly hoped that Cheng Boyan hadn't heard his question clearly.

"What do you think?" Cheng Boyan asked standing at the door.

The light in the room was turned off, and he couldn't see any expression on his face against the light, and Xiang Xi couldn't hear his emotions from his calm tone.

"I think?" Xiang Xi pulled the quilt, "I think I probably think too much."

"I think too much," Cheng Boyan smiled, "Don't worry."

"I'm not worried!" Xiang Xi quickly explained, "Brother, I didn't mean that! I thought too much, but I didn't worry, really."

"It's not like someone who has been around for so many years is so defenseless?" Cheng Boyan clicked his tongue.

"Do you want me to worry or not?" Xiang Xi also clicked his tongue, "I just have no defense against you."

Cheng Boyan thought for a while: "Because..."

"You are handsome," Xiang Xi immediately took it over, "Because you are handsome."

Cheng Boyan smiled and closed the door, saying: "Good night, call me if you feel uncomfortable at night."

"Good night." Xiang Xi replied.

The light in the living room leaked in through the crack of the door, Xiang Xi stared at it for a long time, feeling of embarrassment and regret enveloped him, his whole body felt a little hot, and he didn't know whether it was from burning or from embarrassment.

I don't know if Cheng Boyan thinks he is ridiculous, he is a model of self-made affection.

Xiang Xi rubbed his forehead, he had been so feverish for a whole day that he was stupefied, and he would definitely not have such ignorant thoughts in normal times.

He turned around in the cotton tube a few times before he remembered that Cheng Boyan's few words had distracted the question he wanted to ask earlier!

Although he has this idea, what he wants to ask is not Dr. Cheng, do you have a crush on me!

He just wanted to know why!

Hold!Cheng Boyan is too insidious...

After taking a shower, Cheng Boyan walked into the living room and walked around, checked whether all the plugs were unplugged, whether the garbage was packed, and then washed his hands and went into the bedroom.

There was a bottle of red wine in the bedside table in the bedroom. He took it out and poured himself a glass, planning to read a few more pages before going to bed.

When reaching out for the book, he saw the photo frame clasped in the bookcase. He hesitated for a while, then put the photo frame upright, supported the bookcase with his hand, and stared at Cheng Boyu for a long time.

You are so nice to me...why?

Xiang Xi's words were still echoing in his mind.

Yeah, why?

He told Xiang Xi from the very beginning that I have my own reasons.

The answer is Cheng Boyu, although he thinks he doesn't have much affection for this younger brother whom he has always disliked, it seems that he shouldn't be so touched just because of Xiang Xi's cry.

But the fact is that it is indeed because of that brother, because of the look in the parking lot similar to that of Cheng Boyu, Cheng Boyu looked at everyone with hope and longing in the last days.

Just because of these?

If Xiang Xi didn't ask, he wouldn't think about it. He had already given the answer to himself, so he wouldn't think about it.

But when Xiang Xi asked, he was not completely sure.

Perhaps there are other things besides these, such as the weed-like vitality of Xiang Xi, the struggle to stick his head out of the darkness, the stubbornness with inferiority and helplessness...Of course, Because of this background, this kid has a lot of problems.

If it weren't for the guilt he felt towards Cheng Boyu at the beginning, he wouldn't have brought Xiang Xi home.

But even if there is sympathy and some kind of appreciation besides the guilt, Xiang Xi's lifestyle and habits that are incompatible with him still make him feel a little overwhelmed within two days.

The character design and painting style are different, and my rhythm of life has been disrupted.

"Brother." The bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and Xiang Xi poked his head in wrapped in a cotton tube.

Cheng Boyan, who was meditating on the closet, was taken aback, because he lived alone all the time, and he didn't have the habit of locking the bedroom door, and usually just concealed it. Although Xiang Xi had lived with him for two days, he was still surprised by this sudden appearance. The movement was startled.

"Knock on the door." Cheng Boyan turned his face while supporting the bookcase and said.

"Oh." Xiang Xi retracted his head, closed the door, and then knocked on the door twice.

"...What's the matter?" Cheng Boyan closed the door of the bookcase and put down the wine glass in his hand.

"I went to the toilet..." Xiang Xi pushed open the door and poked his head in.

"There is no need to report this." Cheng Boyan said.

"I'm not reporting this," Xiang Xi pointed to his face, "I want to ask, did you tear off my Band-Aid?"

Reluctantly, Cheng Boyan went to open the door, pushed him to the computer desk, opened the drawer and took out a small bag: "I packed everything here, I have to take it by myself."

"Great," Xiang Xi seemed relieved, took out a Rilakkuma sticker for a long time, "I thought I lost all of these."

"Your problem is similar to washing my hands." Cheng Boyan turned to go back to the bedroom, "Obsessive-compulsive disorder."

"No," Xiang Xi replied quickly, "No."

"Why is that?" Cheng Boyan turned his head, "If you think this mole is unlucky, just click it off. The money you have bought Band-Aids over the years is enough to click it ten times."

"This mole can't be touched," Xiang Xi pressed the band-aid on his face, "I don't think it is unlucky either."

"Then why?" Cheng Boyan stopped, Xiang Xi's strange habit made him a little curious.

"You answer my previous question first, why?" Xiang Xi said.

"Yo," Cheng Boyan was stunned and smiled, "Do you want to exchange?"

"No exchange, originally I came to you just to ask more questions," Xiang Xi rubbed his nose, and wrapped himself in a cotton tube, bouncing back and forth in the living room, "I wasn't prepared for you, but a bastard like me Man, there must be answers to some things. No one will treat you well for no reason. Know why?"

"You think I shouldn't help you like this?" Cheng Boyan narrowed his eyes.

"No, I just think that you don't know anything about me, so you just yelled at the injustice?" Xiang Xi pointed to himself, "Do you know who I am? I cheat and steal, fight and fight... ..."

"Let's get to the point." Cheng Boyan interrupted him, leaned against the door frame with folded arms, and looked at him with interest.

"Even if you don't know all about it, you can tell about it. Most people stay away from me when I walk on the street." Xiang Xi bared his teeth, "If you help me like this, you are either a fool or have a reason. You said it yourself, there is a reason, so I have to ask why."

Xiang Xi put on a cotton tube and said these words with a serious face, it was quite funny, but Cheng Boyan didn't laugh.

Except that Xiang Xi's aura is completely different from the usual one when he yells, he can also understand Xiang Xi's questioning. For a person like him, this should be the most basic vigilance.

In other words, this is why Xiang Xi asked him to think about it occasionally. The kind of inferiority complex that doesn't believe that anyone will treat him well will always make people feel a little bit emotional.

"I have a younger brother." Cheng Boyan looked at him and opened his mouth.

"Brother?" Xiang Xi was stunned, "I never heard you mention it."

"There's nothing to mention," Cheng Boyan smiled, "I've been dead for many years."

Xiang Xi stared with surprise.

"You remind me of him sometimes," Cheng Boyan said simply, "I don't like my brother, but I owe him something."

"Oh..." Xiang Xi opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, turned around and took a glass of water, took a sip of water, and then continued, "I call you brother... yes... it's close, but it's a comparison. It’s almost like a high-end set, I wouldn’t call it that for ordinary people... I don’t know, I... won’t call it in the future?”

"It doesn't matter," Cheng Boyan smiled, "I will agree if you call me Dad."

"Fuck," Xiang Xi clicked his tongue, "You can't take advantage of this bargain. My dad doesn't know what kind of mess it is. If you're begging for food, then you'll be at a loss."

Cheng Boyan actually has a younger brother.

Still dead.

How dead?

Why would you die?

Illness or accident?

Xiang Xi felt that there were a lot of things going on in his mind, and these changes could be used to make up nonsense to deceive people.

Cheng Boyan entered the bedroom, came out with a glass of red wine, and sat down on the sofa: "Tell me about your mole."

"Ah?" Xiang Xi hadn't recovered yet, "What mole?"

"Mole, I don't want you to pretend to be stupid when you say hemorrhoids." Cheng Boyan frowned.

"Hemorrhoids?" Xiang Xi was still thinking about Cheng Boyan's younger brother, and felt that Cheng Boyan's description of his younger brother was a little confusing.

"You eat and drink here, and I have to take care of the sick." Cheng Boyan took a sip of his wine, "Read a book and read the scriptures next to you. You can read it after you fall asleep, and you can report when you go to the toilet... ..."

"I didn't report to go to the bathroom!" Xiang Xi said.

"Anyway, I've been messed up here by you," Cheng Boyan pointed at him, "Now I want to hear why you're acting stupid again..."

"Hey! Mole! Mole! Got it," Xiang Xi reacted, "Mole, my tear mole."

Cheng Boyan didn't speak, just looked at him, Xiang Xi moved to sit next to him on the sofa, thought for a while and smiled: "Actually, there is nothing to say, just don't laugh at me."

"Well, you have a lot of fun, you can't miss this smile." Cheng Boyan nodded.

Xiang Xi chuckled twice, and was silent for a while before speaking again: "Uncle Ping said that this mole is unlucky. When he was a child, he said that I was unlucky and wanted to point it out for me."

"Uncle Ping?" Cheng Boyan asked, he had heard this name three times, and Tan Xiaokang also said it.

"An...an old gangster," Xiang Xi smiled, "the one who picked me up and brought me up."

"Oh." Cheng Boyan responded.

"But I didn't ask him to click off my mole. If it's unlucky, I can just cover it up. He beat me several times because of it. Now I still have a scar on my back." Xiang Xi lowered his head and touched the band-aid, "Anyway, I've been covering this mole for more than ten years... this mole, I just thought, if one day, I go to...my biological parents, they should remember that I have a mole here, right?"

Cheng Boyan took a sip from the cup, but stopped after hearing this sentence.

"Isn't it funny?" Xiang Xi turned his head and smiled at him, "I always watch TV like this, birthmarks, moles."

"You can also do a DNA test." Cheng Boyan didn't know what to say.

"dna? What is it?" Xiang Xi took a sip from the cup, "I know nba."

"It's just... a blood test," Cheng Boyan said, "You can know that the NBA is not bad."

"Really? I also know about WBO." Xiang Xi said proudly.

"You still watch boxing?" Cheng Boyan asked with a smile.

"...Yeah." Xiang Xi nodded. In fact, he didn't look at it. Mantou liked to watch it. When the two of them surfed the Internet, Mantou often watched it.

After a brief digression, neither of them spoke again.

After being silent for a long time, Cheng Boyan drank the last sip of wine, and flicked his fingers on the glass twice: "Is this also the reason for not letting the pendant be moved?"

"Well," Xiang Xi patted his leg, "It's just such a little evidence, you should keep it, or if someone comes here out of nowhere and wants to confess your relatives with blood, who will care, don't you think?"

"Yes," Cheng Boyan looked at him, "but now you don't need to cover it up, no one says your mole is unlucky now."

"I'm used to it." Xiang Xi touched the Band-Aid, "It's not safe if it's not on my face. I just touched my face when I was half asleep, and woke up without touching it."

"Go to sleep, you need more rest due to your illness, don't stay up late." Cheng Boyan said.

"Is there any more?" Xiang Xi pointed to the cup in front of him, "I'll take a sip."

"You are a tuberculosis ghost, and you still want to drink?" Cheng Boyan raised his eyebrows.

"Hey," Xiang Xi stood up, walked into the study and sighed, "It's so miserable, this tuberculosis ghost is still a cripple with steel nails in his legs..."

Xiang Xi's vitality is indeed very strong. Although he is thin, his body does not recover slowly. He had a recurring fever in the first two days, and he was alive and kicking from the third day onwards.

At noon, Cheng Boyan returned to the office after checking the room. Someone knocked on the door twice. He turned his head and saw Xiang Xi standing outside the door: "Doctor Cheng."

"Why did you come here?" Cheng Boyan smiled.

"I went to the outpatient clinic, but I didn't see you. I guess you are in the inpatient department." Xiang Xi walked into the office and put a bag in his hand on the table, "I bought you lunch."

"You can eat it yourself, why buy it for me?" Cheng Boyan was a little surprised, "Did you get an injection today?"

"After the injection, I was given injections for another three days," Xiang Xi waved his hands in front of his eyes, "I feel like I'm already cured, so I don't need any more injections."

"Listen to the doctor, call as soon as you ask, give me the bill, and I'll pay the bill later, you owe me the money first," Cheng Boyan opened the lunch box and looked at it, braised pork with braised rice, "The debt is too heavy. "

"Doctor Cheng," a nurse yelled outside the door, "What are you having for lunch today? I've ordered a meal."

"Don't order mine today," Cheng Boyan said, "I have something to eat here."

"Hey, someone delivered the food?" The nurse glanced at Xiang Xi and laughed, "Isn't this Xiang Xi? Come to repay the favor?"

"Yes." Xiang Xi smiled and nodded.

Cheng Boyan went out for a walk, took two boxes of milk from the nurse's station, returned to the office, and handed one to Xiang Xi: "Drink, go back and rest later."

"Can I go out for a walk in the afternoon?" Xiang Xi asked, "It's not cold or windy today."

Cheng Boyan glanced at him: "Don't turn around for too long."

"Well, then I'm leaving." Xiang Xi waved his hand with the milk and walked out of the office quickly.

When he came to the hospital for an injection in the past two days, Xiang Xi saw a community bulletin board two stops away from the hospital, with a lot of paper posted on it, which looked like job recruitment information, and he planned to go over and take a closer look.

A few days ago, the fruit shop didn't contact him again. He called in the morning to ask, but the person didn't remember him at all, and just told him that he had already recruited people.

Xiang Xi felt a little disappointed that he just sat there and looked at the store and couldn't get his turn.

However, Cheng Boyan said that if he moved, he would not stay where he was, so he didn't think too much about it and continued to look for it.

Sure enough, there are a lot of recruitment information posted on the bulletin board, but not all of them, some of them are invoices and fake certificates...

Xiang Xi couldn't read all the words on the information. Anyway, as long as the ticket and certificate were not written, he would call the number and ask. After calling a few times, he found that there was a public relations agent for the recruitment room, and he enthusiastically asked him to try it. Try... There are two other people, people can't hear what he is saying, so he hangs up.

"Broken stuff!" Xiang Xi looked at the phone in his hand, feeling a little annoyed.

After being stunned for a long time in front of the bulletin board, he gritted his teeth and decided to buy a new mobile phone for himself. The cheapest one can make calls, and he doesn't even need the function of sending text messages.

After writing down all the phone numbers he found useful on the bulletin board, he turned around and was about to go back to the bus station to take the car back to Boyan to get the money. The door of a black suv on the roadside parking space opened, and a person jumped out and rushed Then he yelled: "Xiao Zhan!"

Xiang Xi didn't respond, and didn't turn around right away. The habit he had developed over the years made him not immediately react when he heard his name on the street. Who knows if it was an enemy who came out of nowhere and called out his name without knowing his face. Just be sure, I answered stupidly, maybe the next second is the person who rushed up with a stick.

"Xiao Zhan?" The man called out again.

Judging from the voice and tone, Xiang Xi turned his face away, as if an old friend was reunited.

A man ran over with a camera that looked like a cannon barrel in his hand, with a smile all over his face: "Xiao Zhan! It's really you, don't you remember me?"