A wild horse with a protruding "anus"

Mei Fan had just followed the agreement and sat on the stepladder with a padded jacket every night and waited stupidly in front of Jiang Yirong's window. However, most of the time, the thick curtains always obscured his sight, only occasionally the lights were on inside, Only then did he vaguely see the figure and lay down on the bed.Mei Fan really wanted to sneak in quietly to see his sleeping face as before, but she had made up her mind not to go against his wishes, so she could only wait like this.However, that day, Liu Jianshen taught him a way to end this long wait without breaking his promise.

He exclaimed, Jiang Yirong pushed open the window, seeing him fall from the ladder, his first reaction was to jump down.Mei Fan suddenly felt that the pain of hitting the ladder on his back and falling into the cushioned flower bed was nothing to worry about.He will remember that frightened expression for a lifetime.

Jiang Yirong opened the door and rushed down to ask him what was going on. Mei Fan frowned at him and said he would just lie down for a while.Jiang Yirong was in a hurry to call 120, but was stopped by Mei Fan.

"I'm a doctor, I know..." Mei Fan took the opportunity to hold his hand, but this time he didn't get thrown off.

Jiang Yirong's anxiety was all on his face.

"My car was parked at the back, but I'm a little dizzy..." Fu Ei said weakly.

"I'll take you back!" Jiang Yirong lost his mind when his head became hot, and he didn't bother to study carefully. He called a taxi and asked the car to come in. After that, he half-dragged and half-carried Mei Fan into the car, and sent himself to him directly. go home.

After Mei Fan arrived home, he seemed to be much better. Jiang Yirong was relieved a little, but he was still worried that he would have some sequelae, so he insisted on supporting him, and Zhang Miao was also happy to be taken care of.Mei Fan lay on the sofa at home, watched Jiang Yirong poke his head out of the kitchen and asked him if he wanted sugar in the milk, shook his head and smiled, it was already sweet enough.

Jiang Yirong watched him drink the whole glass of milk, and asked him how he felt.Mei Fan shook his head and said it was all right, he just slipped and fell. He is a doctor himself and he knows it.

Jiang Yirong muttered:

"You're still a psychiatrist!"

Mei Fan felt that it was time, so he held his hand and said:

"When I went to learn, I just wanted to improve myself. A person like me with a knot in my heart can't help others."

The center has a mutual scoring system for psychological counselors. He once listened to the recording of Mei Fan’s telephone consultation. Do you have trouble now → yes → can you solve it → can’t → then what are you worrying about?”.

Jiang Yirong now finally understands why Mei Fan avoids consulting about relationship issues. He is afraid that his emotions will be involved and he will not be able to deal with them.

"I have always felt guilty towards Zhang Miao. He has already gone, and no one can blame me or forgive me instead of him. I also said something from my heart when I went to the grave, but I also clearly knew that he could no longer hear me. "Mei Fan rarely said seriously: "I have lived as Zhang Miao for these years, and my parents know about my knot and don't care about me. In fact, I hope that after realizing all his ideals, I can be myself again, but this The last one is also his most important wish, I seem to be unable to fulfill it for him..."

Jiang Yirong held Mei Fan's hand instead, and then twisted it hard:

"Why don't you figure it out? Whom you live for has nothing to do with me! It's you who messed with me! You deserve it!"

Mei Fan was stunned on the spot by the words, Jiang Yirong looked at him like a bear and remembered the depression of the past few days, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Mei Fan hugged the hairy Jiang Yirong and said ecstatically:

"I am happy to be unlucky!!" If the so-called unlucky is because you care about me...

"Wait, wait!" Jiang Yirong slapped his head away:

"Grandpa hasn't forgiven you yet!"

Mei Fan blinked.

"Say something nice to Grandpa first!"

Mei Fan took a deep breath and said:

"It sounds good, it sounds good!"

(→＿→): "Finding faults, right?"

wagging tail.

(→＿→): "Forget it, thinking about your injury, these things..."

Jiang Yirong was thrown down! ! !

Jiang Yirong kicked Mei Fan away with a roar! ! !

Jiang Yirong was thrown down again! ! !

Jiang Yirong kicked Mei Fan away with a roar! ! !

Jiang Yirong was thrown down again! ! !

Jiang Yirong roared...

been eaten...

"You... ah! You bastard... let go... don't... um... don't bite... aha... slow... slow down... um... ah! You... ah!"

In the end, Mei Fan put his arms around the exhausted Yirong and said:

"At that time, I followed you every day, watching you feed the cat, watching you give up your seat, watching you queue up at the supermarket to buy special eggs, watching you wash toys for autistic children, watching you save money and enroll in a psychological counselor. Seeing you strike up a conversation with Shu He...But when I appeared in front of you as Zhang Miao, I hoped that you would see Mei Fan...Part of my weirdness is because of Zhang Miao, and part of it is because of my wavering ... If I can't fulfill my promise to Zhang Miao, I will never be free from guilt, but if I fulfill my wish for him, you will love another Zhang Miao who looks different, and I am just a memory Thief……"

Jiang Yirong closed his eyes, as if he didn't hear.

"I thought it would be good to keep acting like this. I even used Zhang Miao's identity to trick Jiang Bin and the others into sympathizing, just to get closer to you, but you exposed me... To be honest, it came with panic. Yes, there is also a feeling of relief, I don’t need to lie to you anymore, even though I do this, I will feel sorry for Zhang Miao for the rest of my life..."

"Who promised you?"

Mei Fan was stunned.

"The Zhang Miao I know would never make such an agreement with you." Jiang Yirong suddenly opened his eyes, squinted at him and said, "If it was him, he would want to see you live happily in your own way. Looks good, just like what he did before he was alive, not seeking grandeur, but seeking to be bright and upright." Jiang Yirong recalled Zhang Miao's appearance and said slowly: "From the beginning to the end, it was you who bound yourself in a cocoon and cast a curse on your conscience without authorization. , If you do this, you are sorry for him, sorry for me, and even more sorry for yourself." Jiang Yirong sighed, looked at the ceiling and said, "I dreamed of Zhang Miao this morning, and I rushed to the rostrum and said that he did not cheat. He didn't. When he looked back, he was smiling at me. He said, after so many years, I still haven't changed, and I will still protect him without hesitation, and he has never changed, and I will still protect him without hesitation. looking at you..."

Mei Fan didn't know whether Yirong's dream was fabricated to comfort him, or if it was really a belated entrustment of Zhang Miao's spirit in the sky. The emotions accumulated over the years tilted down at this moment, and he hugged Jiang Yirong without hesitation. choked up.

Jiang Yirong hugged him back and patted his back lightly.

Under the glass of the desk by the window sill, there is a yellowed note with a string of numbers neatly written on it, which has blurred the longing of youth.

The former owner of this writing desk touched the long-lasting memory through the glass over and over again. He prayed that the boy who left him his number but disappeared in the sea of ​​people, even if he could not meet him again, would definitely To meet happiness.