you have to talk to me

Yu just came over to have dinner with them at noon, and said to take Feng Jimeng to play after eating.Yang Fan felt that keeping him in the hospital was depressing, so he asked Yu Gang to take him away, and he went back to the hotel to take a nap.

"Don't tell Yang Fan a word about what happened today, he will kill me." Yu Gang said while steering the steering wheel.

He made an appointment with the bartender several times, and he refused with excuses for eating, drinking, and shopping. Yesterday, he asked him to go for a massage to relax, and he actually agreed.

Feng Jimeng nodded.After a while, he asked again: "Brother Yuyu, do you know that Yang Fan plans to sell the house to treat grandma?"

"Then what else can I do? The ICU costs thousands of dollars a day, and no one can bear such consumption. Although his shop is quite prosperous, he usually spends a lot of money on medical treatment for the old lady, and he doesn't have much money. .”

"I told him to give him money, but he didn't want it either." Feng Jimeng was a little frustrated.

"He definitely won't want it. How can I spend the money of a child of yours?"

Feng Jimeng frowned and pulled his heart together: "Then what should I do? Are you really going to sell the house?"

"Is there any way, can you persuade me?"

Feng Jimeng pursed her lips for a while: "Will Xu Youlin give him money?"

"He won't ask for it." Yu Gang called up the chat records with Yang Fan and showed it to Feng Jimeng.

Earlier, it was said that Yu Gang should borrow him 20 yuan for emergency. It may take some time for him to sell the house.Then repeatedly asked Yu Gang not to tell Xu Youlin about his lack of money, and told him not to do unnecessary things on his own.

After watching it, Feng Jimeng put the phone back on the console in front of the car, and thought for a while: "Otherwise I'll give you the money, and you can give it to him instead. Just say you won't let him return it, and tell him not to sell the house."

At the red light, Yu Gang stepped on the brakes and looked at Feng Jimeng with a complicated expression for a while, until the green light came on, Yu Gang just turned his face away.

"I'm not that generous."

"I said I'll give you money."

"Yang Fan also knows that I'm not so generous, he will definitely ask about the source of the money." Yu Gang patted Feng Jimeng's shoulder, "You don't worry about these things, and you don't chase after men like that. Money matters are my responsibility." I'll help, don't worry about it."

"But……"

"Little friend, I really understand your desire to spend your heart and soul, but you also have to take into account your brother Yang's dignity as a man, do you understand?"

"When fishing for a man, you can't just give in forcefully, it will put pressure on the other party, you have to have a certain amount of advance and retreat, you know."

Feng Jimeng said "Oh" with a confused face: "Then what should I do now?"

"I can't do anything else, just stay with him when you have time."

Feng Jimeng is a tool person who has no sense of existence. He only sees Yu Gang flirting with another man all the way. He is in a daze the whole time. He only has a feeling of being excluded from the light bulb. It is not what Yu Gang said at the beginning. .But he didn't care about these, and just followed the two of them to eat, play, and massage.Until three or four in the afternoon, Yu Gang secretly called him aside and told him that the mission was completed and he could leave.

Feng Jimeng looked at the phone map, and found that this place was very close to the grilled steak that Su Minglang brought him to eat before, so he went to that restaurant instead.By the time he returned to the hospital with a pack of barbecue, it was past five o'clock, almost time for dinner.

He and Yang Fan were sitting on a cool chair in the small garden, with a lunch box between them.The sun was setting and the orange light was shining on the upper part of the inpatient building, and the small garden was completely covered by shadows.At this time, the evening wind that blows has a bit of a cold whistling smell, and a few patients walking here and there also start to walk into the building.It was supposed to be a sad and heavy scene, but because it was two people, it showed a somewhat relaxed atmosphere.

"This barbecue is quite delicious, where did you buy it?" Yang Fan asked casually.

"Just buy it on the side of the road." Feng Jimeng was afraid that if Yang Fan knew that these boxes of meat cost more than 1000 yuan, he would blame him.If grandma gets better, it would be great to invite them to the store to eat together.The tiramisu in that store is very good, and grandma will definitely like it.

Yang Fan looked at the cartons on the outer packaging, as well as the insulated boxes for food. They were not the ones you could buy casually on the roadside, but he didn't say anything.

"What did Yu Gang take you to do today?"

"I went to wash my feet and massaged them." Feng Jimeng glanced at Yang Fan again and explained, "It's normal, just massaged my feet."

Yang Fan laughed: "You still know the irregular ones, where should you press the irregular ones?"

Feng Jimeng couldn't tell whether Yang Fan's smile was a sneer or a mockery, so he whispered, "I don't know." After speaking, he lowered his head and concentrated on eating the meat.

"Take a taxi back after eating, it will be dark in a while."

"Can't I stay here tonight?"

Yang Fan had already eaten, he wiped his mouth, put on a cigarette as usual, and lit it with his hand.He took a puff of cigarette: "You stay in Ning City, where do you live at night?"

"I can live anywhere. I can stay in a hotel with you. Brother Yuyu said that his family can also live."

"Brother Yuyu?" Yang Fan frowned again, "When did you have such a good relationship with him?"

"Isn't he your friend? I think he takes good care of you."

"He is my friend, not your friend, don't get too close to him."

"Is he a bad guy?"

"It's not a bad guy, but it's not a good guy either. Just listen to me."

Yu Gang is not a bad person, but his belt is too loose, and his mind is full of fucking pretending to be a man.It stands to reason that with Yang Fan around, he wouldn't be able to attack Feng Jimeng, but if he gets angry and goes crazy, that's not necessarily the case.In short, Yang Fan didn't trust him in this regard.

"I'll listen to you."

Just as Yang Fan relaxed in relief, Feng Jimeng said again: "Then I'll live with you."

"..."

Feng Jimeng looked at Yang Fan with sincere and clean eyes: "I don't snore or kick the quilt when I sleep."

"..."

Is this the problem?

"You'd better go back early." Yang Fan turned away his face and smoked.

"Then I have to get up early tomorrow morning, I'm a little tired."

"Don't come tomorrow, you can't do anything here."

"I want to come. It would be nice to have someone to eat with you."

"..."

Yang Fan still took Feng Jimeng back to the hotel, and originally planned to open another room for him, but there were no more rooms in the same hotel, and Feng Jimeng didn't want to go to another hotel alone.

Yang Fan took him back to his room, cleared away the clothes on the stool, and pointed to the only desk: "You do your homework here." Then he spread the extra quilt from the front desk on the side of the bed , "Go to bed tonight."

Feng Jimeng let out an "um", took off her schoolbag and put it on the desk.

It was still early, and Yang Fan went to the hospital again.Feng Jimeng looked around the room, his eyes stayed on the underwear hanging in the bathroom for a while, and then went back to the desk to write homework.

Yang Fan came back after nine o'clock and brought back two bowls of steamed dumplings.After eating the dumplings, he went to wash up, and Feng Jimeng returned to the desk.After Yang Fan took a shower, he was leaning on the bedside to play with his mobile phone, and Feng Jimeng found that the chemical symbols in front of his eyes began to dance, and he thought hotly in his mind that they will sleep in the same bed tonight.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but look back at Yang Fan.The phone was connected to the charging cable, and Yang Fan had been playing with the phone, but he didn't know what he was playing with.When they turned their heads again, the eyes of the two met, Feng Jimeng panicked, and pointed to the TV: "Why don't you watch TV?"

"Isn't the TV noisy?"

"It's okay, I'll just put on the earphones." Feng Jimeng said, and took out the earphones from her schoolbag.

"There's nothing to watch on TV, I don't watch it."

"Oh."

After a while, Feng Jimeng looked back at Yang Fan again, and when he met his eyes again, Yang Fan spoke before he had time to make excuses: "If you don't want to write, go to bed early, you are quite tired today."

"okay."

Feng Jimeng quickly put away his books, took out his toothbrush and towel, and when he was walking to the bathroom, Yang Fan found a pair of shorts from the closet and threw them to him as pajamas.

After taking a shower, Feng Jimeng came out wearing her sweater and Yang Fan's shorts. Under Yang Fan's gaze, she awkwardly climbed onto the bed from the foot of the bed, and sat on her side blushing.

Suddenly, Yang Fan's whole body leaned over from Feng Jimeng's sideways gaze, and stretched out his hand to him.Feng Jimeng was startled, and moved back a little bit, but Yang Fan's hand just touched his head twice.

"The hair is not dry, go blow it again."

Feng Jimeng made a mistake, blushed and jumped out of bed quickly, and went to the bathroom to dry her hair again.

The lights went out, and the room darkened immediately, but after the eyes quickly adapted to the darkness, through the light of the city, the outlines of the objects in the room could be clearly seen again.

Breathing lightly by the pillow, Feng Jimeng lay on his side in a regular manner, and gradually eased his breathing.Every time he inhales, he can smell the mixture of tobacco on Yang Fan's body and the poor quality shower gel from the hotel.The rich rose fragrance was diluted by the astringency of the tobacco. It smelled surprisingly pleasant, and it might also be mixed with the smell of Yang Fan's body. In short, it smelled very reassuring.

Feng Jimeng knew that he couldn't fall asleep for a while, but he was not restless. He lay quietly on his side without making a sound.He knew that Yang Fan was very tired and needed a good rest, so he didn't move and didn't dare to disturb him at all, only turning his head in Yang Fan's direction.

After half an hour, maybe even longer, when he thought Yang Fan had fallen asleep, Yang Fan suddenly got up from the bed on tiptoe, gently took the cigarette from the bedside table, walked to the window, and opened the window a little. Crack, stand there and set aside a small flame.

A black figure with slumped shoulders, each puff of smoke was like a sigh, slow and heavy, and after one cigarette was exhausted, he stood there for a long time.

Feng Jimeng gently turned over and lay on his side, looking at him all the time, feeling sorry for him, sad for him, and also sad for his own powerlessness.

A car came from a distance and honked its horn. The sharp sound in the night woke Yang Fan up. He closed the window and went back to bed.

"Brother, can't you sleep?" Feng Jimeng was lying on his side, facing him, and asked softly.

Yang Fan's hand gently pulling the quilt suddenly stopped, he didn't know whether it was because of the smoke or the late night, his voice was a little hoarse.

"Woke you up."

"No, I wasn't asleep."

Yang Fan lay down, tucked Feng Jimeng's quilt, and patted the quilt twice: "It's late, go to sleep."

"Ah."

Feng Jimeng stretched out her hand from the seam of the quilt, fumbled to find Yang Fan's hand on the quilt, and grabbed it.

"Brother, go to bed early, too."

"Ah."

Yang Fan pulled Feng Jimeng's hand off his body and placed it in the gap between the two.When he retracted his hand, Feng Jimeng's fingers hooked him tightly, which meant to keep him.

Yang Fan stopped pulling his hands, and after a while, he held Feng Jimeng tightly with his backhand.