Hold on, you can't bend!

"You..." Zhang Nan tried his best to make his smile look calm: "Don't use words like 'doctor's benevolence' to prevaricate me, these are completely different things, and I don't believe it. "

No matter how respected and respected an expert doctor is, if he encounters such a "natural disaster", at most he will help the patient contact an authoritative psychiatric hospital out of humanitarian spirit, and give just the right care and greetings at the right time, even if he is worthy of the white coat he wears. Yes, and Fu Yuzheng——

Zhang Nan's good-looking god looked at the ancient well-free eyes of the opposite person, trying to see the slightest clue in those eyes that could convince him, but those eyes were always dark and calm, and refused to reveal anything superfluous Emotions.

Time passed silently, and this small dining table seemed to become a trench, with invisible gunpowder silently filling the air. The two faced each other silently, pressing the other's psychological defense line, trying to figure out whether to defend or attack at this time.

After a while, just a second before Zhang Nan was about to give up, Fu Yuzheng suddenly said, "There is no reason."

It seemed like a heavy punch, but it hit a ball of cotton directly, Zhang Nan was suddenly upset: "I said it..."

"I only promise what I can do, and I only do what I promised."

Fu Yuzheng's tone was calm, and Zhang Nan was stunned for a moment. The inhumane thoughts hidden in his mind suddenly seemed like explosives detonated by sparks. He was furious almost instantly, and "squeaked" to support the table Standing up, she lost control and said, "Who did you promise to?! And who put you in such a difficult situation, made you have to act like this psychopath like me day after day against your will? A good show?!"

He almost lost his composure, but Fu Yuzheng just looked at him silently for two seconds, then stood up and walked to the other side of the dining table, and lifted up the chair that was brought down by him suddenly, but the four legs of the chair had just landed on the ground. Turning around suddenly, he grabbed the rail of the back of the chair to stop his next move.

"Speak up!" Zhang Nan's voice was unsteady, with an obvious hoarseness, "My mother? My father? Because they begged you? Or because you, the doctor, have a noble character—have pity on me?!"

"You are poor?" Fu Yuzheng held the back of the chair with one hand, as if he had heard a joke like the Arabian Nights, and finally asked in a deep voice: "You are talented, you are famous in the industry at a young age, and you can develop your hobbies into Career, do what you like, even if you fall into spiritual delusion, it is to pursue the inspiration in your heart, how many people are as lucky as you in this world, are you pitiful?"

Zhang Nan's chest rose and fell violently, but he couldn't refute any word he said.

"Because of your parents? Yes, they begged me, but I have seen many cases of family members of patients kneeling in front of the attending doctor crying and begging in order to save their loved ones' lives. It is not enough for your parents." I beg', I promise to come and give you a 'play' for someone who is not my patient."

I have known him for a long time, no matter what the situation is, Fu Yuzheng is always rational and introverted, indifferent and aloof. Zhang Nan has never seen him with such ups and downs.

After a long time, Zhang Nan's hand holding the horizontal bar gradually lost strength, he let out a long breath, and whispered almost as if giving up on himself: "Yeah, that's why I can't figure it out, you...you What exactly is this plotting?"

Fu Yuzheng calmed down, and suddenly asked softly: "You didn't say that, we are friends?"

Zhang Nan raised his head suddenly, his eyes were burning, and after a while, the flickering light in his eyes tended to dim, and he explained to himself as if mocking himself: "Yes, it turned out to be...for a friend."

Whether those hidden, unspeakable expectations, or the untimely and beautiful thoughts buried deep in the heart, like the dimly lit fire secretly buried in the heart in the dark world, all follow this "friend", Gradually go out.

So far, after wandering on the edge of hope and disappointment for a while, he has an insight into his own heart.

——It turns out that my biggest delusion is not to try to join the love-hate relationship in the comics, but to be in the real world, this living you who stands in front of me but is so close to me.

Zhang Nan lowered his eyes and stopped talking, Fu Yuzheng walked back to one end of the dining table, sat down again, and said, "Have you finished asking all you want to ask?"

Zhang Nan nodded weakly: "The question is over."

"Okay, then it's my turn." Fu Yuzheng curled up his fingers unconsciously on the dining table, and said, "Why are you keeping it from me?"

The style of this question was full of Fu Yuzheng's personal touch. It was clean and sharp, and Zhang Nan's heart was stabbed instantly. But what can he say about such a "friend"?

With a "stab", he pulled back the chair behind him, sat down again, and said calmly: "Actually, I am not completely awake. During this period, I have only been out of the delusional world three times, and each time the last No longer than two hours."

Fu Yuzheng nodded, without any doubt about his answer, he just repeated: "Then why didn't you tell me?"

"I'm afraid of trouble." Zhang Nan leaned back in the chair and tried to relax his back, making him look calm and composed: "There are only a few times, and the duration is too short. I think I am a 'Ling Xing', tell you? First, there is no chance, and second,... it is not enough to torment."

He laughed lightly: "I just said 'I'm fine' one second, and suddenly went crazy again the next second. It's not possible. After a long time, you still have to make me have some psychological shadows, right?"

"So you want to make sure you're all right, and then tell me?"

The bitterness in Zhang Nan's heart has converged into a turbulent river, but he can still maintain a sloppy smile on his face: "It's about the same, at least like today, I have been awake for more than twelve hours before I can get along with you." You have the confidence to confess."

What can be said but cannot be said, in the end, there is only this sentence.

No matter how much, I will keep it to myself, just because the most obvious reason is probably not the answer you want to know.

Fu Yuzheng frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while with a serious expression, he sighed in relief: "I understand."

"Understand it." Zhang Nan still smiled, seemingly unintentionally excused himself: "So Doctor Fu, I really didn't mean to tease you on purpose, for the sake of the pumpkin porridge, don't be angry with me chant?"

Fu Yuzheng seemed surprised: "Break up?"

"Ah... yes, although it's a bit simpler." Zhang Nan shrugged indifferently, and said, "Since you know everything, and Dr. Lin also said that I'm almost cured, then...how can I have the nerve to rely on you again?" Do you want to eat and wait to die?"

Wearing the mask title of a cartoon character, the greed, hatred, ignorance and love I performed can be explained, and you can also tolerate it, but once I return to my original appearance, I will face you day and night as a "friend" every day... I really don't have the confidence and determination to guarantee that I won't show my feet in front of you.

Moreover, this is cruel to me.

Fu Yuzheng's hand on his lap clenched into a fist secretly, but his voice was still loose: "When do you want to move?"

"Tomorrow." Zhang Nan glanced in the direction of the guest bedroom indifferently, with a dull pain in his heart, but a smile in his eyes: "Today is too late, Dr. Fu will be reluctant to let me stay for the night?"

Fu Yuzheng got up suddenly and walked towards the bathroom: "It's up to you."

Zhang Nan sat in Yuanwei, watching the end of the corridor where his back disappeared, the smile on his face disappeared in an instant.

"Thank you so much."

Doomed to sleepless night.

A room, two people, doing their own things quietly, not knowing whether they are trying their best to reduce their presence to the same level as the air, or deliberately ignoring the existence of another person in this room.

Each has their own concerns and their own speculations.

The hands of the clock pointed to 11:30, Zhang Nan put the last coat in the closet into the suitcase, and the moment he closed the closet door, looking at the four walls of the empty closet, a cool breeze blew in his heart.

"Don't think about it." He laughed at himself and murmured, "It should be yours and take it away. If it's not yours, don't force it."

After packing the suitcase, there were two knocks on the door suddenly, Zhang Nan's heart skipped a beat, he put down the drawing board and those sketches he was sorting out, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Fu Yuzheng stood outside the door, raised and lowered the hand pushing the door, and finally asked through the door panel, "Have you taken your medicine tonight?"

"..." Zhang Nan's heart that jumped to his chest instantly fell back to its original position, and after a second, he replied, "I've eaten."

"Okay." There was a moment of silence outside the door, and Fu Yuzheng's magnetic and pleasant voice came: "Do I need to see you off tomorrow?"

"Don't bother." Zhang Nan smiled shortly, "There are not many things, I will go by myself."

"……it is good."

The sound of leaving footsteps sounded, Zhang Nan suddenly thought of something, and shouted: "Doctor Fu!"

The sound of slippers rubbing against the ground suddenly stopped, and Fu Yuzheng responded, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Nan closed his eyes hard, and asked, "What class are you working on tomorrow?"

"Morning shift." Fu Yuzheng answered quickly.

Zhang Nan hesitated for a moment, then said: "The key... I will put it on the porch cabinet for you before I leave tomorrow?"

After a long silence outside the door, Zhang Nan got an ambiguous answer: "It's all right."

"...and more!" Zhang Nan suddenly raised his voice and asked, "The actor...can I take it away?"

"The Movie Emperor" is the little milk cat that was named this morning. Although Fu Yuzheng named it "Little Plum", but considering the superstar's worth and name, Zhang Nan made a compromise. After all, "what is it?" "It sounds like most people, apart from the superstar chasing the Oscars, are also very easy to think of the former ouchi... eunuch.

And how cruel this is for a little male cat.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yuzheng refused very simply: "No."

"Why?" Zhang Nan didn't expect his decisiveness, "My cat."

Fu Yuzheng's tone turned cold: "I saved it."

"Isn't that for me?"

"No." The person outside the door blurted out, "For Ling Xing."

Zhang Nan: "..."

The sound of closing the door of the opposite bedroom came through the wall. After Zhang Nan was shocked, he pursed the corners of his mouth and thought——Your uncle.

Is there a difference? !

The sound in the opposite room gradually became silent. Fu Yuzheng leaned against the wall next to the bedroom door. Through the gap between the door panel and the ground under his feet, he saw the wall lamp in the second bedroom go out. He finally took a slow and heavy breath, and then turned off the warm light in the bedroom. , threw himself into the middle of the big bed.

He's leaving tomorrow, isn't he?

But I have no reason to stay.

say what?Said that your condition is still unstable after all, why not stay for a while longer, even if it is to consolidate the curative effect to prevent recurrence?

Or, anyway, I am alone, and the house is big enough, so I can live in it if I want?

And why is the other party willing?

Or simply put - I might not get used to it?

What does that have to do with Zhang Nan?

Besides, what position does he have for saying the phrase "unaccustomed"?

All emotions belong to him alone, and for a person like Zhang Nan who is overwhelmed by "emotions", any more bearing will probably become a burden.

It may be that there is a little more company around, two people have been happy for too long, and when they suddenly want to return to a person's life, only to find that the years that have been used to it for a long time, without waves and waves, are actually a bit... …lonely.

However, the borrowed happiness will be repaid sooner or later, and the comfort and hugs are all left to the smiles in the memories.

Fu Yuzheng closed his eyes, thinking, after a long time, it will be fine.

"I'm not getting any better."

I don't know how I fell asleep, and I don't know how many hours I slept that night. When Fu Yuzheng opened his eyes again, there was such a whisper in his ear, soft and soft, with a unique clarity and harmony. Wronged.

Thinking it was a nightmare, Fu Yuzheng made a sudden movement. Just as he was about to get up, the person next to him was moving faster than him. He jumped on his horse in a flash, and the whole person lay down on him densely!

Fu Yuzheng was so crushed that he couldn't move, he could only look at it through the gray and dark sky outside the gauze curtain, and asked incredulously for a long while: "... Zhang Nan?"

The person on the body slowly raised his head, his eyes flickering in the dark room: "Huh? Who is that?"

Fu Yuzheng met those clear eyes that clearly belonged only to "Ling Xing", and his heart was suffocated in an instant——

Is this... double wearing again?

You little mermaid prince, you really know how to pick your time!

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