Sick Shou was chased crazy by her ex-boyfriend

He Wenyu knew what he was doing when he encountered this sentence.

But wasn't he videoing himself just now?

Who is he thinking about?

He was suddenly a little dazed, some hidden suspicions sprouted like buds, and the question almost came out of his Adam's apple.

He was suppressed by himself again.

It was the same back then, I always thought that Xu Duhe was kind to me because he had feelings for me.But he will never forget how he was rejected the day after the college entrance examination, and he will never forget when he threatened him to be with him, he said he didn't realize when he became so self-indulgent.

Maybe there should only be one impulsive chance in life, and he will never learn to take the initiative again.

He sent a WeChat message to the opposite party: [The photo of you and Jiang Yao has been trending, and someone has spread rumors about your affair, can you clarify?Jiang Yao is outside now, I am worried that she will be affected. 】

He didn't know much about this circle, and vaguely knew that some black fans were extremely radical.If this matter continues to ferment, the consequences will be disastrous.

After about half an hour, the other party replied to the message.

【it is good. 】

He Wenyu immediately closed WeChat and deleted all chat records by the way.

He didn't want to think too much, he just wanted to stay in Gu Tong Shang well, maybe for a lifetime.

With a light breath, another WeChat account on the phone sent a message to himself.

If someone else can see it at a glance, this account has no communication except for the transfer record.

This is the first time in the past few years that the person across the street has sent a WeChat message.

There is only such a simple sentence.

[Only so much? 】

Shan Yu: [I ran out of money this month, and the rest will be given to you next month. I heard that you are in Nanyou City recently?Are you looking for a job?I can help you, the work is not heavy, just do some simple work on time every day. 】

[No, you don't want to give it? 】

Shan Yu: 【I don't want to, I won't give it to you all the time. 】

[Won't it last?Heck, you said the same thing a few years ago, He Wenyu, don’t forget, I’m doing this now because of you, otherwise I wouldn’t know which company I’m at the top, with a salary of millions, and let If you give me [-] yuan, that's enough, so let's be content. 】

He Wenyu didn't know how to reply. It has become a habit to send money to the other party regularly over the years.It's like you throw a coin into the trash can every month, and one day, the trash can runs over hideously, and you start to panic.

He eventually deleted the dialog, and all chat history disappeared.

The uproar on the Internet was calmed by Xu Duhe's clarification. Almost the entire Internet knew that Xu Duhe, who had died for ten thousand years, personally posted on Weibo and clarified his scandal.

Xu Duhe: No, my old friend's younger sister.

[Good morning, brother Xu! !Eat well and sleep well! !It's been hard work recently! 】

【Come on! ! !Are you really yourself? Woohoo. 】

[So did you meet an old friend? 】

[There are old friends in that kind of place? ? ?What kind of miserable life did Lao Xu lead before. 】

[Dudu is a very friendly thing. Well, the director who introduced him when he first entered the circle, he still visits every holiday. 】

[I didn't say that, that photo also has a sense of distance?I always felt that Dudu was running away from God. 】

[Dudu's dinner with friends went well!Remember to come back safely! 】

【Old friend! ! ! ?Is Duduxin paying attention to that? !I thought it was Big Eyed Boy who smoked again and actually paid attention to a newly built trumpet, it seems not! 】

[Fuck you don't tell me I haven't found out yet, who the hell is this Shanyu?Is there someone with this name? This person doesn't even have a certification, and he only follows Brother Xu. 】

……

His own comment area was quite harmonious, but the square was filled with scolding.

Some people even started digging for Jiang Yao's personal information.

He frowned, and before he finished reading, the blogger's account became a string of numbers, and he couldn't click on Weibo.

?Number was hacked?

Then the whole thing about Jiang Yao disappeared.

There is no doubt that Xu Duhe hacked it.

He Wenyu has seen his computer skills. When he was in college, he participated in a national computer competition and won the special prize.

But at that time, because he was sick, he twisted his temper and asked him to come to his hospital to accompany him, so he didn't come to the stage to accept the award.

The referee regarded it as giving up automatically, and the award went to No.2.

He Wenyu still sent Xu Duhe a WeChat message: 【Thank you. 】

Du: [Don't be polite to me. 】

He Wenyu hung his fingers in the dialog box for a long time without typing a word.

Dr. Cheng called and said that the hospital had introduced a new drug, which was a very effective ointment, which was very effective in restoring old injuries.

He Wenyu pinched the phone and said, "I can't afford it, so I won't go."

Cheng Zhoushu smiled: "Don't, I negotiated with the other party to introduce it with great difficulty. In fact, the economy here is not very developed, and not many people can afford this kind of ointment, but I thought of the wound on your arm. , just a little bit in."

A little overpowering.

He Wenyu: "I didn't let you in."

Cheng Zhoushu was depressed: "I've bought them all, and the price in the middle is quite a lot, and it's not very expensive, 1000 yuan apiece."

He Wenyu didn't know if it was as good as he said.

It's been raining again recently, and his arm hurts so much that he can't stand it. If it really works, he might as well buy it.

The arm was injured for a long time, and sometimes it returned to normal, and sometimes it stretched and contracted in the narrow bone seam of the arm like a meat grinder. Sometimes, he really couldn't bear it.

Now that ancient prescription painkiller has also been cut off, he is afraid that he will die of pain in the room on a rainy day, and Jiang Yao will go to collect the body the next day.

He hesitated for a second: "How many milliliters?"

Some merchants like to use low prices to attract people, but the quantity is actually very small.

Cheng Zhoushu felt guilty: "Ten milliliters."

He Wenyu turned around and hung up the phone.

Cheng Zhoushu: "...grass"

Money or life?

Turning his head, Cheng Zhoushu called another person.

He was lying lazily on the chair, and his voice was relaxed and teasing: "I don't want people, it should be too expensive? Didn't I say, is He Wenyu so poor? Back then, he belonged to the young master who everyone in Nanyou City knew. Now 1000 yuan of medicine can’t be afforded.”

"You'd better take back what you just said."

The voice on the other side was harsh, like a blade, whizzing past with a cold wind.

Cheng Zhoushu's body froze, and the back of the chair tensed up.

"So protective?"

The voice on the other side was lazy and magnetic, and asked, "What do you think?"

Cheng Zhoushu shrugged: "You are a lunatic. The medicine will be given to you in a while. I said one thousand is for fear that he will become suspicious. Now I think he has doubts. Why don't you just give it to him? Anyway, you stay here just to be courteous." .”

Xu Duhe neither agreed nor refused.

Cheng Zhoushu said again: "Didn't you study computer before? You can check his transfer records. I read his case reports in the past few years today and found that although he has visited the hospital many times, he spent very little , It is impossible to say that he has no money."

Cheng Zhoushu also wanted to say that although it is not very good to inquire about other people's accounts privately, the starting point is kind, and it doesn't matter.

Turning his head and laughing at himself, how could Xu Duhe be so crazy that he would allow him privacy after he came to He Wenyu's side.

Almost forgot the most important thing.

"When can I leave?"

He didn't want to stay in this damn place anymore.

If Xu Duhe hadn't transferred him to this place, he would have been in trouble with his wife in the villa long ago, so why should he be a "film king" like him?

Xu Duhe: "Next week."

"Next week???? So long? What do you want to do?"

Xu Duhe was twirling the ring in his finger, which was bought by He Wenyu in the store on Valentine's Day in his first year at university.

Xu had a heart attack that day, and the lights in the operating room were on for a long time.

He Wenyu called himself to go to the hotel. He frowned for a long time, until the hospital said that the patient's condition had improved, and he arrived before midnight.

The other party handed over such a thing, he only remembered that it was very bright under the light, and the white light was exactly the same as the light board in the hospital's operation.

He casually threw it on the bed.

After one night, the ring rolled over and fell under the bed. When He Wenyu left, he found the ring, but he realized that He Wenyu had been wearing it for a long time.

Cheng Zhoushu asked the courier brother to deliver the medicine to the door of the bar.

He Wenyu was standing at the front desk to check, when he met the little brother knocking on the door, he walked over.

The owner of the bar never sends things here, and Jiang Yao is not there, so he didn't think who bought the things for a while.

Walking over and seeing Xu Duhe's name, he was taken aback.Xu Duhe should be sleeping at this point.

He asked, "Can I take it instead?"

The little brother shook his head: "No, the merchant told me that he must sign in person."

He Wenyu nodded, and wanted to send Xu Duhe a WeChat message.

The finger is on the 26 key.

yours……

Before the words were sent, Xu Duhe's broad palm passed over his shoulder and pinched the kraft paper bag in the opponent's hand.

His fingers had distinct knuckles, and there were faint veins on his back. He didn't retract his fingers as if they were over his shoulders, but pressed the paper bag against his chest.He Wenyu hugged the paper bag to his heart's content.

This posture is like He Wenyu being hugged from the back.

The courier boy was a little shocked, then turned around and ran away with a knowing expression, without even asking if the person who signed for it was Xu Duhe himself.

The person behind him hasn't left yet, his chest is very close to his back, the distance is beyond the standard and ambiguous.

He Wenyu could only lower his head, ignore his red ears and ask, "What is this?"

Xu Duhe stood back for a while, with a very gentle attitude: "Medicine, Dr. Cheng called me just now and said that this ointment is very effective in treating the injury on your arm."

He Wenyu's head was full of black lines, so he refused, and the one surnamed Cheng went to Xu Duhe?

He became more and more suspicious that this ointment was simply a fake medicine to swindle money.

Just Xu Duhe, who has lived so well for so many years, has never experienced the feeling of being cheated by unscrupulous merchants.

He Wenyu: "Who asked you to buy it? This medicine is useless at all. He introduced it to make money, but it turned out that no one really bought it. Now it can't be sold, so he gave it to you."

Xu Duhe's eyes changed from skeptical to feeling a little reasonable, and he said in confusion: "Really? But I feel that the doctor is quite good."

Naturally, it's good, don't let people feel his sincere and considerate attitude in the early stage, so that the fake medicine can be sold?

He Wenyu said with a cold face, "I don't need it, you go back."

Xu Duhe lowered his head, and it took a long time before he said: "I can't retreat."

He Wenyu looked down at the paper bag inside him. There were almost ten items in it, and at least 1 yuan was spent.

"We have nothing to do with each other. You don't need to spend money on me. It's the best thing for me that you can leave."

Xu Duhe acted as if he didn't hear, and gently pressed his arm with his right hand.

His fingers are as cold as ice jade, even though He Wenyu is wearing a heavy shirt, he can still feel the presence of moderate strength in his arms.

"Here, does it hurt when it rains?"

The author has something to say: Kneel down, kill me for the thesis, try to make it up in the second update tomorrow, if you can't make it up, treat it as if I didn't say it.

This chapter sends six small red envelopes, >3