Dressed as a black-bellied actor's little manager

Speaking of this, the old man laughed and sighed: "Hey, family ugly, I made you laugh, so don't mention it."

Lu Qingyun's curiosity was hooked, and she couldn't ask any more. She felt hot and uncomfortable like a kitten scratching her heart.

After dinner, the old man took Jian Jian back to the hotel, and ordered Meng Yunjian to drive the two brothers Lu Qingyun back.

Because of the presence of Yu Jiayang, Lu Qingyun seemed very silent in the car. After the car stopped downstairs, before Lu Qingyun could speak, Yu Jiayang pushed the door and walked down: "Ah, I'm so tired, I'll go upstairs to take a shower first." It's..."

Lu Qingyun sat in the car without moving.

When Yu Jiayang left completely, Lu Qingyun still had no intention of getting out of the car.

Meng Yunjian turned his head and frowned: "A Yun?"

Lu Qingyun slightly lowered her head and squeezed her lower lip.

He has struggled with that unanswered question for a long time.

"I heard from grandpa that you have anorexia."

Meng Yunjian was stunned for a moment, then frowned fiercely, "Grandpa told you?"

Impatiently, he tilted his head and snorted coldly, complaining: "The old man just keeps his mouth open, and he talks about everything outside all day long."

Lu Qingyun's fingers curled up one by one, and the phalanges were pale: "So, is it true?"

Meng Yunjian was silent for a few seconds, and then said calmly: "It happened a long time ago, and it has already been healed."

Ok?

Lu Qingyun didn't believe it at all, he was not blind, Meng Yunjian was still terribly thin, and he didn't even move a bite of the food just now at the dining table

Too.

"Grandpa also said that you were in the emergency room and almost lost your life..."

Meng Yunjian seemed to have heard some joke, so he laughed lowly.

"It's not so serious. It's hypoglycemia. I went to the hospital for two days and came back without even taking the medicine. Don't listen to grandpa's nonsense. He is old and deliberately scares you."

Lu Qingyun looked at Meng Yunjian's pale face: "Really?"

The more casually he behaved, the more Lu Qingyun felt that what Grandpa said was true, besides, the old man was not someone who knew how to talk nonsense at all.

Lu Qingyun's heart became more and more uneasy, but Meng Yunjian was still laughing heartlessly, and it fell into Lu Qingyun's eyes, which made him suddenly burst into uncontrollable anger.

"Meng Yunjian, I'm not joking with you."

The smile on Meng Yunjian's lips froze, "Then what are you doing with me?"

Lu Qingyun was stunned: "What?"

Meng Yunjian turned his head, his eyes turned red at some point, he stared straight at Lu Qingyun: "If you don't want me to disturb

You, don't pretend to care about me, I don't suffer from anorexia, what does it matter to you whether I can enter the emergency room? "

His voice became hoarse as he spoke: "Anyway, you don't really feel bad for me, do you think I don't know? You're just afraid, afraid that I'm sick because of you, afraid of taking the blame, afraid of your own conscience. ..."

Lu Qingyun's complexion turned pale suddenly, as if someone had slapped her out of thin air, her cheeks were burning with pain.

Meng Yunjian: "Why pretend to care about me..."

Lu Qingyun was anxious, furious, subconsciously touched something, no matter what it was, and slammed it at Meng Yunjian.

Meng Yunjian felt a pain in his head, and looked down. It turned out to be a napkin box.

"If I put a knife in the car, will you throw it too?"

"Anyway, you hate me so much, you hate me so much that you want me to die, don't you?"

Lu Qingyun was so angry that his shoulders were trembling, and he stared at him with red eyes for a full minute, then he opened the car door and left angrily.Meng Yunjian also walked down with him. He didn't chase after Lu Qingyun, but stood at the car door and watched him go upstairs.

When Lu Qingyun walked to the stairs, she suddenly stopped, unable to swallow the breath, turned around and clenched her fists, walked back "crawlingly", and kicked Meng Yunjian's calf fiercely.

Meng Yun remonstrated: "?"

Lu Qingyun's eyes were scarlet and she was furious: "Did I say that I want you to die?!"

Meng Yunjian frowned.

Lu Qingyun raised her head and asked him aggressively: "Did I say it? Did I say it?"

"Why do you rely on yourself to make wild guesses here, thinking that I will do this and that, I am not vicious enough to curse my son as an orphan!"

"Meng Yunjian, I have died once, and I hope you live a good life more than anyone else! You talk about death all day long, who are you trying to scare?"

Meng Yunjian didn't expect that Lu Qingyun would lose his temper so much. It's been a long time since he saw Lu Qingyun's mood fluctuate so much. It's really terrible, as cute as a biting lion cub.

Meng Yunjian's voice could not help but soften: "Then do you really care about me?"

Lu Qingyun froze for a moment: "What?"

Meng Yunjian's eyes suddenly became deep: "You said you didn't think that way, so you asked me about my anorexia, are you caring about me?"

Lu Qingyun: "I..."

Just after saying a word, Lu Qingyun was a little dizzy.

Wait, why did he feel like he was being entangled in by himself.

He avoided Meng Yunjian's gaze and explained, "I don't want Jian Jian to worry about you."

"He doesn't even recognize me." Meng Yunjian laughed at himself, "It's the same as you."

Lu Qingyun: "He didn't deny you, children don't hold grudges against their parents."

"What about you?" Meng Yunjian had a sense of oppression in his eyes: "Will you hold grudges against me?"

Lu Qingyun was a little irritable, "Don't always bring the topic up on me."

Meng Yunjian laughed: "You can accuse me, but can't I accuse you?"

Ah Yun's temperament is much more arrogant than before.

Lu Qingyun didn't want to argue with him any longer, so she turned around and wanted to leave.

Meng Yunjian grabbed his arm, and Lu Qingyun fell into his arms unexpectedly, just about to struggle, when Meng Yunjian said hoarsely: "Do you want to know why I have anorexia?"

Lu Qingyun became quiet in an instant.

"Let me hold you for a while, and I'll tell you."

Lu Qingyun: "Then I don't want to know..."

"Just 30 seconds."

Lu Qingyun: "No."

"That 15 seconds."

Lu Qingyun: "Not even 15 seconds."

Meng Yun remonstrated: "Ten seconds?"

Lu Qingyun was annoyed: "Let me go!"

Yang Yang of his family loves gossip the most, maybe he just peeks upstairs, if he sees himself and Meng Yunjian cuddling, he really doesn't need to sleep tonight.

"Five seconds..." Meng Yunjian leaned his head on Lu Qingyun's shoulder indiscriminately: "Just five seconds."

Lu Qingyun gritted his teeth and immediately counted in his heart.

As soon as the five seconds were up, he immediately went to push Meng Yunjian. Meng Yunjian's hand was tightly placed on his waist, and a deep and hoarse voice rang in his ears, numb.

"It's not because of you that you got anorexia, it's because of grandma."

Lu Qingyun: "Grandma?"

Meng Yunjian: "At that time, I kept thinking that it was because of my negative news that I stimulated my grandma and killed her... The more I thought about it, the harder it was

Accept, the more you think about it, the more you get into the dead end. "

"Later, my body started to have problems." Meng Yunjian recounted the past six months lightly: "The treatment went well. I did go to the emergency room once, but it was really not serious. The doctor said my stomach was slow. Take it slow, it takes time to get back to its original shape, that’s why it looks thin_point〇”

What he didn't tell Lu Qingyun was that his anorexia was not caused by his grandma, nor did he tell Lu Qingyun that his treatment was not going well, and he almost died in the emergency room.

At that time, in the emergency room, all he could think about was that death was so hopeless and frightening.

Before Ah Yun died, there was no one by his side, how terrified he must have been.

He is obviously a child who can be scared to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night by watching horror movies.

Because of anorexia, he was forced by his family to a private hospital for the treatment of anorexia. There, he was force-fed with various foods every day like an animal, and continued to be fed until he could no longer vomit. until.

And wherever he went, even when he went to the bathroom, someone followed him, just to prevent him from spitting out what he ate behind his back.

The forced treatment allowed him to regain some of his weight, but the mental torture kept him from sleeping every night. He called his brother and told him that if he was not discharged from the hospital, he would find a way to jump off the stairs .

His brother was afraid that he would really do something stupid, so he finally picked him up from the hospital.

It's just that...he didn't want Lu Qingyun to know.

Meng Yunjian slowly let go of his waist: "I'm fine now, I gain five catties every month, and it won't take long for me to return to my original appearance."

Lu Qingyun's heart was heavy when he thought about his untouched rice.

After a while, he grabbed Meng Yunjian's wrist and led him across the road.

After walking for more than ten minutes, there is a lively snack street.

Lu Qingyun stopped in front of a small stall and bought two grilled sausages, and he handed one of them to Meng Yunjian's mouth.

Meng Yunjian frowned, his subconscious resistance and resistance to food made him feel a little nauseous.

But looking at Lu Qingyun's face, he finally lowered his head slightly and took a small mouthful.

Meng Yunjian's face turned paler after he groaned twice.

Lu Qingyun: "Don't spit."

Meng Yunjian: "..."

Lu Qingyun's attitude was tough, as if giving an order: "Swallow it."

Meng Yunjian took a deep breath and forced himself to swallow what was in his mouth: "... Swallowed."

Fearing that Lu Qingyun would not believe it, he grabbed Lu Qingyun's hand again and took another big mouthful of sausage.

Lu Qingyun couldn't help laughing, her eyes seemed to be filled with moonlight.

Meng Yunjian's nose couldn't help sore, such a good Ayun, why... didn't cherish Min well.

After eating another bowl of wontons by the roadside, Meng Yunjian sent Lu Qingyun home.

Seeing Lu Qingyun go upstairs and Meng Yunjian was about to go back, he realized that Lu Mingxu was leaning against a tree not far away, looking at him coldly.

Meng Yunjian was stunned for a few seconds, but still walked over.

Lu Mingxu sneered: "Don't think that if you have supper with my brother, he will forgive you."

Meng Yunjian's voice was also very cold: "I know he forgave you and let you live with him, but you don't need to be sarcastic to me, right?"

Lu Mingxu: "Forgive me?"

He bowed his head and smiled wryly: "I really don't know whether to forgive or torture..."

Asking him to watch his brother treat another person with his own eyes every day is more cruel than kicking him out of the house.

Lu Mingxu patted Meng Yunjian's shoulder, "Wait, when you cry in the future, my brother will just give you a candy and stab you again, don't blame me for not reminding you. "

The author has something to say

Lu Mingxu: Naive, too naive.

Ask: How many seconds has Lu Qingyun been hugged!

Ah Yun, you have been taken advantage of again!