Eros kisses Psyche

The tanned boy raised his head to look at him, his eyes were shining brightly, Cheng Zhu suddenly thought for no reason, how to sculpt these eyes, and what material should be used?

"Me? I'm already 21." Xiao Xu stood at the door and handed him the meal, and then gave him the list, "See if it suits you, the taste and weight, I'll pay more attention next time. Considering Lele and I I didn’t choose the spicy one, I know the store well, and I specially told the children to burn it a bit, if you have any requirements, you can tell me next time, I will go early.”

"You're 21? Not like that."

"I look young," Xiao Xu replied brightly, "Many people say that."

"Not going to school anymore?"

"Enrolled, finished high school, and my grades are not good, so I still don't come out to work."

"You look like a city person, where is your hometown?"

"Dianbu, it's right below." Xiao Xu said with a smile, "Qian, you can call me on WeChat later, if you have anything to add, send it to me, then I'll go first." He squatted down again, " Lele bye bye--"

"Brother, goodbye!"

Cheng Zhu didn't want to ask any more questions, so he thought it wasn't because he was overthinking; but he had a good impression of this nimble young man, and he just happened to solve the difficult problem: "Hey, can I ask you at this time tomorrow? "

"no problem."

He smiled with a kind of youthful and elusive vigor that Cheng Zhu liked best.

This kind of vigor lasted until he left the community and turned a corner, and when he reached a place where Cheng Zhu couldn't see, the smile on Xu Budie's face was suddenly peeled off like a mask, and the emotional part of his expression was maintained in a human form. At the very least—it was exhausting laughing all the time, and he had to save every ounce of energy.

My mother's hospital is right next door.He divides the time accurately, which is just enough to run the business of the patients in the same district. Many people like him because he is on time, classified by category, never procrastinating, and the takeaways he brings are also healthy, suitable for patients to eat.Sick people and family members who are seeing a doctor are always busy with work, and often forget to eat when they get dizzy. He can always remember for you, even remembering the favorite dishes and tastes; let alone take the 20% procedure on the platform Fees, everyone gets it cheap, and saving a fortune is a fortune.After all, only when you are in the hospital can you feel the inconsistency of the world and the importance of money.

"Hey, Xiao Xu!"

"Little Xu... be diligent!"

"Is Mom feeling better? How is your recovery..."

"Oh! I love to eat this today!"

"Have you prepared your own food?"

Along the way, familiar patients greeted him.According to their words, Xiao Xu is the most popular celebrity on this "street".

This feels a bit like home, and many elders look at him like they look at their own children.We all feel sorry for each other, and sometimes we know each other better than our own relatives, so there is no need to hide it from each other.Knowing that he was the only one left in his family, some active patients and long-term family members in the same district offered to take care of him.

Xu Budie finished the takeaway in the ward and a few errands for him to buy for him, and finally went to the ward where his mother was.My mother had just finished her second operation, and the skin grafting process was easy to repeat, requiring careful care from her family.Of course he didn't have the money to hire a nurse, his relatives on his father's side were indifferent, and on his mother's side there was only one aunt who came to help occasionally on weekends.He considered the time every day, not missing a single minute, and even carefully calculated the time period for leaving.Fortunately, Aunt Liu, who was in the same ward, could watch him while he was working.Before entering the ward, he had long changed his cute, childish and innocent expression into a completely different expression from the shrewd and capable one in front of Cheng Zhu, specially designed to provoke people. Looking like a motherly teenager, he barged in a little embarrassedly, "Hey, I'm back, Auntie, your meal!"

He also brought a bottle of soda by the way, which moved Aunt Liu so much that she even praised the child for being sensible: "It's not like the few in my family, what do you think of raising those sons to prevent old age, such a big event, they can't even run away without seeing anyone!"

Xu Budie responded while helping his mother turn over and change her medicine.It was already the second skin grafting operation, Xu Budie skillfully helped his mother turn over, wipe, check for pus, looked at her ignorant face, and thought to herself, it is said that burn skin grafting is very painful, at least mother doesn't have to suffer from it— - feel nothing, no sadness, no pain.

That's fine, after all, the only thing left in this family is sadness and pain.

At night, he put up a bed and slept in the corridor of the hospital.Excessive fatigue makes the body fall into extreme fatigue, and even in such an environment, it will fall asleep quickly.No need for an alarm clock, the hustle and bustle of five o'clock the next day can directly wake him up.The canteen in the hospital is also very cheap, and it opens early in the morning, which is suitable for him to pack two steamed buns and go to the first rush hour in the morning.Then come back, almost in time for the rounds.

The brain is full of these dense tasks and fatigue, and there is no time to think about other problems.It's better not to think...then feel nothing.

But tonight he woke up in this short sleep, always afraid that he might have missed some news, or forgotten some important schedule, so he opened the memo and checked it carefully, but there was nothing.Is there anything special today?By the way, I have a new client today.Professor Cheng seems to be well-bred, calm and generous, with the mysterious temperament of an artist, even a little like his father. ——

The heart suddenly twitched as if it was clenched tightly, and the indescribable pain and sorrow spread to all limbs. — stop.I can't think about it anymore.He closed his eyes abruptly, as if standing on the edge of a cliff, with the abyss below.

After a while, everything calmed down, but the sleepiness was gone.Xu Budui scrolled through Moments boredly, and found that someone like Professor Cheng, who can only forward news, actually posted an original post, writing: "Good news! Good news!" Attached is a picture.At first glance, I thought it was a middle-aged man's late-night erotic speech, but when I clicked on the picture, it turned out to be...a simple, unpretentious, huge stone.

"...Pfft." Xu Budie couldn't hold back, and sprayed all of a sudden.

It's really good news...so honest...

He doesn't have any other followers of Cheng Zhu, just look at his replies below as if talking to himself, judging from the number, there should be quite a few people leaving messages, and he replies one by one: What time is it, don't sleep yet!Roll call tomorrow!Isn't this a good material, look at the texture, the hardness, the plasticity of the curve!What's wrong, don't think about it, there is no teacher... go and see your Takizawa Laura!I already have Maria Ozawa!

Ha, what a teacher, I thought professor was an honorific title.Looking at it like this, the students are not afraid of him, he is quite close to the people, so he should be a good teacher.

teacher……

The scenes from the previous days suddenly flashed before his eyes, and the teachers found him... Their weak and persuasive words lingered in his ears, like the sweltering heat before a summer thunderstorm.But the expressions on their faces revealed their helplessness. Obviously, these teachers didn't believe what they said, everything would be fine and everything would pass... Those expressions had already made the decision to give up for him, and the rest was nothing but Scene talk.The faces were as hazy as if soaked in water, turning into a diffuse blur with rough edges.

——No, I can't think about it any more.

He lay himself straight, commanded himself, stop, delete, Delete.Imagine yourself as a robot in the animation, pull out the plug, eject the cabin, stop the function, and stay quietly in the hangar after the mission, waiting for the charging to be completed.No fluctuations, no pulse, no thoughts.

By the next day, he was the full-fledged all-rounder Xiao Xu again.

The sun came up and nothing changed.The simple food delivery relationship lasted for a few more days; Cheng Zhu was not picky about food, Lele was not picky, he had no taboos, he didn't even look at the menu, he didn't even ask about the bill, and he gave as much as he wanted, with a small change, 57 yuan. sixty.There are no better clients than them, so Xu Budie is more concerned about building a good relationship, not wanting this fat fish to run away, so that he can get other business in the future.

That day he rushed to the door of Cheng Zhu's house at the usual time, a little late, and knocked on the door hastily for a long time but no one answered, did he not come back?But I put my ear on the door and listened, and I heard a lot of movement from inside, bang bang bang, as if it was being renovated.Xu Bu turned around again and again, went around to the garden behind to look, and saw that the lights inside were indeed on.He raised his voice and shouted: "Mr. Cheng! Professor Cheng!" There was still no question and answer, and there seemed to be the noise of a chainsaw in the room.

Suddenly, a voice as thin as a gnat timidly came from under the flowerbed: "Brother Fan..."

Xu Budie was stunned, am I not a takeaway brother? Why did I become a fan brother? But I didn't have time to complain, so I hurriedly stood up and looked down, and saw Lele huddled in the corner of the garden, her whole face flushed, puppy The same curled up and shivered.

Xu Budie asked, "Why are you here? Is your father in there?"

Lele nodded.

"Could you call him to answer the door?"

Lele opened her eyes wide in horror and shook her head desperately.

Xu Budie didn't care too much, looked around and saw that there was no one there, so he put the incubator on his back, found two bricks to support his feet, propped up the garden wall, and kicked it lightly into the yard.

Lele stared at him blankly.

"What's the matter, Lele? Dad is in the house?" He squatted down, moving like a child, with his toes tightly together, "Are you cold?"

Lele shook his head.

"Then... do you think the sound is not good?" The noise of the chainsaw stopped abruptly, followed by the sound of hammering nails.

The child looked at him hesitantly, and nodded slowly, as if uncertain.

Xu Budie hugged him, "It's okay, I'll go and tell your father, do you want Lele to eat something to cushion?" He magically conjured a small piece of bread from his pocket, tore open the package and handed it over.

Lele seemed to be afraid that he would go back on his word, and hurriedly grabbed the bread in his hands.

Xu Budie walked around the obstacles in the garden and walked to the room. ——Yes, the obstacle—he has never seen such a "garden". He has delivered a lot of food in high-end and middle-class residential areas. The garden on the first floor is not designed, but here—this cannot It's called a garden, but it can only be called a grocery store, where all kinds of messy things are piled up, like a big garbage exhibition hall.He saw the keel of the steel frame, strangely shaped stones of various colors, dead bonsai, wire beds, wood carving screens, and even an old-fashioned TV set in the 80s drying at the door.He walked in, and the screen door was closed, revealing a blurry figure inside: Cheng Zhu rolled up his sleeves, wearing goggles, revealing the extremely smooth upper arm muscles for a professor, as if he was making some kind of woodworking and iron crafts , Sawdust was flying all over the room...

Xu Budie called out a few more times, but he couldn't hear them all.Are you wearing earplugs?Xiao Xu thought to himself, he stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob and pulled it open, just in time to see Cheng Zhu standing on the extremely ornate coffee table in his living room, stepping on an iron pipe, the electric saw buzzed in his hand, sparks flew everywhere, and the iron pipe Guan clang fell to the ground and almost hit Xu Budie's toes, forcing him to take a step back in a hurry.Looking up, the two looked at each other.

Cheng Zhu pushed the goggles to his forehead, causing his hair to curl up, revealing his entire face, which was completely different from the usual gentleness of an artist, and had a strange beauty like a lumberjack.In order to cope with the teaching, the collar of the shirt was opened, and the tie was pulled back to the shoulders. The look can be regarded as decadent and wild. It is completely different from the usual impression. It looks several years younger and heroic.He stared at Xu Budie slowly, blinked his eyes, and the young man couldn't help his throat throbbing and swallowed, as if being watched by a wild beast, he unconsciously wanted to back away, and his heels hit the edge of the low cabinet.

"hiss--!"

Cheng Zhu finally came back to his senses, and his expression changed: "Hey, hey, be careful!!" Three steps changed to two steps and he reached out to grab it. Xu Budie rushed to meet him, trying to use his strength to stabilize his center of gravity.Who knew that Cheng Zhu suddenly changed lanes in the middle, he caught the air in his hand, lost all his center of gravity, changed from leaning back to jumping forward, and plunged into the sofa; and Cheng Zhu precisely supported the short man almost at the same time. Looking at the cabinet, he grabbed a wobbly porcelain ornament on it with one hand, and he let out a long breath when he held it firmly.

"Hey...it's okay, it's okay, there's nothing wrong with it," he blew the dust off the porcelain piece, and when he turned his head, Xu Bu's upper body was completely planted into the sofa. From his position, he could only see two thin The straight long legs and one upturned buttock are hanging on the handrail, kicking the legs and hanging in the air, like a small animal, thinking it's funny and funny, not knowing it's my fault: "How did you get in... where did you get in?"