The boss always thought we were looking at each other

"Lu Xuan," Yan Yu looked at him, his clenched fist loosened and loosened, and he frowned, earnestly like never before, "I think there is a god in your head, and you have to stick to one thing, and it's not a good thing to give up halfway. What do you say?"

Lu Xuan was confused, but subconsciously felt that what Yan Yu said was fucking reasonable.

"Words," Lu Xuan took a deep breath and patted him on the shoulder, "You have grown up, did you secretly study behind my back? Can you say such words?"

Lu Xuan evaded the heavy-handed answer, which made Yan Yu feel a little uncomfortable. After all, he was concerned about the crowds here, and he didn't expose Lu Xuan's background.Under the inquiry of the crowd, the flag still died down.

It's just that the interest is not as happy as before. He forced a smile on his face, "It's just a feeling."

Everyone saw that the atmosphere was not right, you looked at me, I looked at yours, and stared at each other.

"Yanyan, what's the matter with you?" As a girl, Zhao Qingqing is still more sensitive than Lu Xuan. Of course, she can hear that those words are not some shit philosophy of life.

"The doctor said that you have just finished the test, and you have a fever, and all your functions have not recovered. Don't waste your energy thinking about what you don't have."

Yan Yu lowered his eyes and shook his head, afraid that they would be worried and not tell them the truth.

After all, he and Lu Xuan were also best brothers in the past.

"I just miss my cat."

Hearing what he said, Lu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and his attention was taken away instantly.

Words of concern are indeed not without reason.

The day before yesterday, he left the tiramisu in the alley in front of the school. There were no good people there. It was a place where the school's gangsters gathered, and he didn't know where the tiramisu went.

The little guy was so stupid that he raised him, and he yelled a few words to let him run away. The soles of his feet were as if they were stuck with 502 glue, and he didn't move.Being kicked several times by Yan Weiguo, but still foolishly biting his trouser leg, the little one thought how fierce it could be.

Zhao lightly frowned, and before he had time to talk about the tiramisu's injury, he heard another slight knock on the door of the ward.

Yan Yu looked up, and what caught his eyes was a large flower basket, covering the upper body of the visitor, he couldn't see clearly, but vaguely felt that this was not a good thing.

"Word..."

The man only uttered one syllable, and the rest of the syllables that Li Zeming scolded sternly blocked his throat.

"What are you doing with this thing?"

Li Zeming pointed to the flower basket in his hand, on which the narcissus and chrysanthemums were placed in a cross, half a circle along the bottom of the white flower pot, and the bedding was a green grass circle, and there was only a white background and black writing on it. 'Dian' square paper.

The others didn't think there was anything at first, but after he reminded them, they looked more and more like that thing.

"What do you mean, you grandson?!" Song Mo opened his mouth to him and said, "I just drew a tube of blood as soon as I stepped on the horse, and I need you to show my courtesy?"

"Keep it for your father's funeral!"

The owner of the flower basket obviously didn't expect such an effect. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what they were talking about. He didn't dare to lift his head, for fear of being recognized, he lifted the flower basket and ran away.

"Xu Zhengyi."

A calm voice came from behind.

Xu Zheng flickered his footsteps, and with a 'tsk' sound, he still embarrassedly dropped the flower basket in his hand and turned around.

With a bit of embarrassment on his face, Xu Zhengyi didn't dare to look into Yan Yu's eyes, "I'm sorry, Yan Yan, I didn't think you wouldn't like this."

Yan Yu: "..." Who mentally retarded would like this kind of flower.

When Xu Zheng saw that he was silent, his head dropped even lower.

He originally wanted to buy a bouquet of lilies, but Mu Yuan said that everyone who visited the hospital would give them narcissus. He thought, he had never bought flowers before, and he didn't know the etiquette, but Mu Yuan stayed in the hospital for three or four years. Yes, there are many appointments, so he must be familiar with this business, so I simply leave it to him.

Now that he thinks about it, he is also in a hurry to go to the doctor. He couldn't find any words yesterday, and he was too anxious to get angry.If you are in a hurry, something will happen.

Isn't Mu Yuan's ward the closest to the mortuary? What kind of flowers could he see?

Yan Yu is currently worrying about He Ci's affairs, and can't take care of him, and looking at the things he sent, it's even more chaotic.

It's better to cut the mess with a sharp knife.

He said to the few people around him to get together again. They looked at their watches, and they all left one after another.

The crowded ward suddenly became empty.

"Xu Zhengyi."

Yan Yu sat on the bed and looked at him indifferently, "I don't care what you mean by sending these flowers today, but I have already broken up with you."

Xu Zhengyi suddenly raised his head and silently clenched his hands, "But you used to like me very much, and you still said..."

"You also said that was before." Yan Yu interrupted him, calm as if he had no temper, "I was good enough to you before, even if I had a dog at that time, I should know how to accept my affection."

The calmer Yan Yu was, the more Xu Zhengyi looked like a duckweed in the water. He was terribly flustered, and he knew that he would not be able to grasp Yan Yu.

If Yan Yu wouldn't even lose his temper with him... just thinking about it, Xu Zheng froze in place, even his eyes wandered a bit.

"You take me as a joke, tell Mu Yuan, and everyone around you."

Perhaps it was because there were only the two of them, the voice of Yan Yu was exceptionally clear, every word was like a knife cutting, and it was like the wind of a typhoon, hurting people's faces.

Xu Zhengyi's flustered heartbeat could hardly be concealed.

"...do not talk."

Facing Shang Yanyu's cold gaze, Xu Zhengyi seemed to have a premonition, and could not see any emotion in it.

He opened his lips, but he didn't know what to say to justify himself. Those things that humiliated his feelings were indeed done by him.

Or he should have figured it out a long time ago, and it was he who bit by bit erased the goodness of Yan Yu to him.

"So you like He Ci more now, right?" Xu Zhengyi carefully looked at Yan Yu, and if he said a word more, he felt like he would be broken into a pile of porcelain dolls.

"Yes." Yan Yu didn't hide it at all, "he is more open and upright than you, he won't just rely on me to treat him well and do whatever he wants, and he won't be like you, just to satisfy that little self-esteem, go around preaching how good I am. Love him and tell people I did too many shameless things for him."

"By the way, he is prettier than you." Yan Yu remained expressionless, "Much prettier than you."

Xu Zheng's eyes were wet, he could no longer hear what Yan Yu said behind him, but every sentence seemed to say, 'Trash, what do you have that I like. '

If he hadn't done those things, he should be the one defending Yanyu here today.

The camera in the corner of the ward was flashing reddish light, and there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at it all the time behind it. If it also had emotional characteristics, it would cry and make noise, and at this moment it should also be turbulent with a heartbeat that exceeded the normal range.

"...Stop talking." Xu Zhengyi leaned against the wall in pain, and slowly squatted on the ground along the wall, folded his hands together, covering his ears, "Stop talking."

"You understand, right?" Yan Yu took the paper on the table, got off the bed meekly, and handed it to him, "After you understand, don't bother me..."

Before he finished speaking, the door was kicked open suddenly, and the wind of palm fell hard on Yan Yu's shoulder.

The light from the corner camera flickered.

Suddenly there was a muffled sound.

Yan Yu leaned on the wall, his eyes were blank.

"Words!"

Xu Zhengyi's exclamation passed by his ears.

It took a long time for Yan Yu to feel the severe pain coming from his lumbar spine, and his fingertips gently wiped the corners of the bedside table, stained with a sticky scarlet, and he couldn't help but swear.

"Mu Yuan, what the hell is wrong with you?"

Mu Yuan stood in front of Xu Zhengyi, looking like he was protecting the calf, looking weak and strong, which was very distressing.

"Yan Yu, I have always respected you, defended you, and wanted to have a good relationship with you because of Zhengyi, but why did you treat Zhengyi like this? Do you rich people like to change faces like this?"

"I owe you a lot, but Xu Zhengyi doesn't owe you."

"I admit that Zhengyi did say those things about you who are sorry, and I was wrong about sending those flowers, but I really didn't know that they were flowers for the dead. After all, we are poor, and you are not as knowledgeable as you."

Mu Yuan took a deep breath, and after a while, his eyes turned red, "But Zheng Yi already knew he was wrong, how could you speak to him in that tone, and how is He Ci better than him?"

"He Ci has an innocent family background? He Ci has kind thoughts in his heart? He Ci is a vicious bug that grows in the dark without seeing the sun. He deserves to be isolated all day long! Do you think he killed his relatives righteously? If he doesn't do that, You think his reputation will be better than it is now, but if you think about it carefully, is this something normal people can do?"

"For a pervert, you talk to Zheng Yi like this, He Ci's father is a murderer, he will be a murderer in the future, the son of a murderer is the son of a murderer..."

Yan Yu clenched his teeth, his jaw was tense, he didn't care about the pain in his waist, and kicked up with his bare feet. Mu Yuan subconsciously blocked it with his hands, and slammed into the door hard.

There was a sound like thunder, if the door of the hospital was not strong enough, Mu Yuan could knock down the whole glass.

"Once you open your mouth, you will know your father. Even if you are buried tomorrow, He Ci will not be a murderer!"

"Yanyan!" As soon as Xu Zheng came to his senses, he quickly pushed away Yanyu and stood in front of Mu Yuan, "Stop beating, Mu Yuan is sick!"

Suddenly.

There was a sudden silence in the air.

Seeing that there was no movement behind him, Xu Zheng subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a little guilty when he saw Mu Yuan's red eyes.

Mu Yuan said that if he wanted to come and reconcile with Yan Yu, he shouldn't let Mu Yuan come with him, otherwise such a thing would not have happened.

Covered by his tall figure, Mu Yuan shook his head and moved his wrist, which was wrapped with a thick layer of gauze. It should have been wiped hard just now. Now the blood is a bit serious. I don’t know if there is flesh growing inside, the wound Very itchy.

"Don't worry about my hands, I said those words, Xiao Yu doesn't want to see me, he should..." Before he finished speaking, Mu Yuan raised his head, and the conversation stopped suddenly when he met Xu Zhengyi who was crumbling behind him. lips.

Yan Yu supported the bedpost at the end of the bed, his face was pale, and his breathing was a little short.A few lights flashed in front of his eyes, and he stood staggeringly by the bed. There seemed to be three or four phantoms in front of his eyes, which could not be seen clearly. For a moment, he couldn't even feel the pain in his waist.

Until a chilling 'get away' sound fell to his ears, he finally couldn't hold on and fell on the edge of the bed.

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