Professor Baiqihehe chases his wife crematorium

Listen to Master Jiang's voice: Lord, there is an order over there, let me come and see you, is it convenient?

Yin Lou didn't turn on the light, and the huge house was even more empty and lonely because of the darkness. The man sat on the sofa, stepped on the sofa with one leg, and replied to the message with one hand on his knee and the other, with his forehead hair scattered, covering his eyebrows and eyes.

Yin Lou: Come on.

It was almost eleven o'clock when Jiang Tinghao came over. He had the key to the house. When he came in, he looked at the dark room and opened his mouth and shouted, "Is my dear Yin Yin here? Lord, let me Let's see if you are healthy, I——!"

"Fuck!" Jiang Tinghao rubbed his head, followed the thin moonlight to see the ghost-like person on the sofa, he pointed at Yin Lou, "I've been fucking with you since I was a child. Hit, it hurts so much."

"Finished?" Yin Lou suddenly said, his voice was low and hoarse, making the surroundings even more eerie.

"No." Jiang Tinghao is used to the brother's state of "I'm already a dead man". Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, he sat down next to Yin Lou, keeping a subtle distance, and took out his mobile phone to read and chat. Record, "Is he okay recently? How is his body? Did he eat on time? Is he in a better mood to live in another place? Find a boyfriend—er, skip this..."

"I'm asking you, why don't you answer me anyway, I'm also good at work." Jiang Tinghao turned his head to look at Yin Lou, reached out to pat him on the shoulder desperately, and asked cheaply: "Didn't you go to your brother Sun Yue to have fun?" Go, why do you still look like you are going to die, your brother Moon found you a perverted wolf in professor's sheep's clothing and then abandoned you?"

"Take it away." Yin Lou stared at his hand.

"I didn't touch you again..." Jiang Tinghao took his hand off his shoulder resentfully, and after a while, he couldn't help but said: "If you want me to say, you should stop competing with her, although the two old things back then I'm sorry for you, but what you get is the real deal. She and whoever want to use the shares to exchange your son back, you just act like a loving mother and filial piety. Anyway, you have to act in normal times. .”

Yin Lou didn't speak, just turned his head to look at him, his pupils were dark and bottomless, and his peach blossom eyes were gloomy and cold.

Jiang Tinghao made him stare so hard that he raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore, just do whatever you like."

Only then did Yin Lou turn around, the phone screen showed Yue Zheng's circle of friends, which was taken two months ago, and it was a picture of a barbecue table, with the caption: Get together with the brothers.

Bros……

Jiang Tinghao came over to look curiously, and Yin Lou immediately turned off the phone.

Jiang Tinghao: "... who looks so thin! Hey, you didn't take a shower?" He didn't look at it when it was too dark just now, but now he saw that Yin Lou's hair was dry, and his face was shocked: "Damn you, you're promising! , What made you sick? You are still so calm, is it your brother Yue, you have to send him a pennant! Save the lost virgin from the fire and water!"

"Get lost." Yin Lou put away his phone, got up and went upstairs.

Jiang Tinghao waved behind him, and by looking at the person's course of action, he could guess that he was going to take a bath.Mistake, cheap mouth.

The old man couldn't come out for two hours, he sighed, didn't dare to turn on the light, and boredly looked at the furnishings in the room under the moonlight.

The more I looked at it, the more uncomfortable it became, and finally I couldn't stand it and closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

There is no one who has singular numbers for everything. There is nothing wrong with it. Do you understand the beauty of symmetry!Jiang Tinghao was paralyzed, and thought again: Yes, there is indeed something wrong, and he cannot be blamed.

Yin Lou came out of the bathroom, his hair had already been blown dry, and it was sticking to his forehead in a messy way. With his bangs down, he looked more like a college student. It’s really tender when you come down!”.

The corners of Yin Lou's lips curled up, he withdrew his thoughts, stood on the stairs and called Jiang Tinghao, "Get up."

Jiang Tinghao sat up in a daze, yawned, looked at his phone subconsciously, was stunned, and shouted in a different tone: "Four 10 minutes? You just washed for four 10 minutes? Is this the real world? Am I Haven't woken up yet."

"Yes, you are already dead," Yin Lou snorted, and lazily looked down at him, the whole person became lazy and happy because of the idea just now, with a half-smile, "You can get out, little Tinghao."

"Huh~~~~" Jiang Tinghao was covered in goosebumps, and he didn't want to stay for a long time, but before he left, he had to say a few words: "If there is a chance, I must meet Brother Yue who knows you, and Hua Tuo is still alive , God gave you a gift, he is, you are completely reborn now."

"...just an ordinary man," Yin Lou pressed the lighter, lit the cigarette, took a puff, and slowly exhaled the smoke ring. His gaze seemed to fall on someone through the darkness, and he whispered, "It's just a sight to see." through."

"Then I won't let you play to death," Jiang Tinghao put on his coat, "It's so pitiful, there is no wrongdoing, you should be gentle."

"When did you become so kind?" Yin Lou cast a sideways glance at him.

"No, I'm not a funny thing," Jiang Tinghao shrugged, and looked at him too, he couldn't see clearly in the dark, only a little smoke flickered on and off, "I just saw that something was wrong with you this time, Mr. Jiang If you don’t eat, drink, whore, or gamble for ten years, you may die.”

Yin Lou laughed casually, and the fingers of the hand holding the cigarette turned red: "Have you beaten me?"

Jiang Tinghao said OK, and raised his eyebrows: "That brother may have to open the pot this time."

In June, the thunderstorm came as soon as it was said, and the road of Yuezheng's food delivery was soaked, and I was riding home while cursing my bad luck.

It's been more than a week since I knew that Yin Lou was the real professor, and the more Zheng Xin became more concerned, after I thought about it, I felt that it was nothing, what should I do, and the two of them couldn't get together inside and out.

He has no other good qualities about him, except that he can think freely, and nothing can make him worry for more than two weeks.

After Yuezheng changed his clothes, he put on his rain cape and ran for the whole afternoon. The rain came and went, and the rain cape gradually made his clothes wet. In the end, the rain cape was clinging to the wet clothes, and the wet clothes were clinging to Yue Zheng.

When he entered the house after get off work, Yuezheng felt hot and cold all over his body. He didn't care. He took out a piece of paracetamol from a corner and ate it. "It's gone" and went back to bed.

Tired, sore in the joints of the bones, wishing to lie in bed and sleep for a lifetime.

As soon as he woke up, Yuezheng felt that something was wrong, opened his eyes, the room was dark, and there was no movement outside, only his own rough panting could be heard, the breath burned his mouth, and explosives were buried in his throat, Swallowing saliva is like swallowing fire, and it hurts.

"Fucking cold..." Yue Zheng hoarse, forced himself to sit up, stretched out his hand to touch his head, and gave himself a shiver, "It's ripe."

It’s good for Yue Zheng to be as young as possible. He doesn’t get sick once in a year or two. When he gets sick, he just stiffens up for a few days and heals up on his own. This time, he didn’t care. He went out and turned on the light. He checked the time, and it was ten forty.

It's really okay to sleep until this time.

He flipped through the previous place, found another box of paracetamol, and casually glanced at the date before eating, enjoying himself.

"Fuck, it's been half a year past the expiration date, so I won't eat that slice to death just now, right?"

Yue Zheng threw away the medicine, took two cold medicines that Yue Xiaoqing bought last time when he had a cold, and took them, but he couldn't find any to reduce the fever, and he couldn't eat, so he managed to drink two more sips of water and went back to sleep.

At night, the feeling of cold was even more uncomfortable, my nose was blocked, my forehead seemed to be filled with lead, I was sore and dizzy, my whole body hurt like someone had beaten me up, and I was grinning when I turned over.

Yue Zheng couldn't remember when he fell asleep, it must be midnight.

When the alarm clock rang in the morning, Yuezheng couldn't get up. The temperature in the morning at the end of June was not low, but Yuezheng was as cold as winter. He was shivering all over. When he sat up on the bed, he could feel himself shaking.

This is really too bad, he picked up his mobile phone and took a leave of absence, lay down on the bed, and shouted in a broken voice: "Yue Xiaoqing——"

Fuck, this movement is no stronger than that of a male duck, the sound is cracked.

Yue Xiaoqing pushed open the door and looked inside: "Brother, what's wrong with your throat!"

"Poisoned." Yuezheng still smiled heartily, and his throat hurt a little, "You can buy a couple of breads, I have money in my coat pocket, today, cough—I won't cook for you."

"You have a cold!" Yue Xiaoqing ran up to him, reached out to touch his head, and touched herself with the other hand, her eyes widened, "Brother, you are almost familiar! You need to hang a bottle!"

"Familiar fart, your brother is tender..." Yuezheng swallowed, and there was a knife-like pain in his throat, "Just sleep and go to school."

"Damn it!" Yue Xiaoqing imitated him, "Why should I study when you faint at home?"

"You have to study at home when I die." Yue Zheng stretched out his arms and pinched the baby fat on her face, "Go, go, if I can't stand it, call your sister Ying."

"Sister Yingying doesn't have time to care about you." Yue Xiaoqing picked up his mobile phone, flipped through the address book and said, "Last time you told me that she was in a relationship and couldn't come here often, otherwise her boyfriend would Get angry and fight with her."

Yuezheng's head was buzzing, it's no match for her, he closed his eyes, his eyelids were wrinkled, "Then my name is 120."

Yue Xiaoqing said: "120 may not come immediately, and 120 is so expensive, you definitely don't want it."

Yue Zheng was happy: "It's against you, there is a word of hate."

Yue Xiaoqing ignored him, directly dialed a number, held the phone and said, "Hello?"

"Who are you calling?" Yue Zheng's eyelids twitched.

"Brother Yin, my brother has a high fever. He insists that he won't go to the hospital or take medicine. He's almost cooked. I can't tell him." Yue Xiaoqing said.

"What the hell are you calling Yinlou!" The more anxious Zheng became, he was a university professor, so busy, "Give me the phone number!"

Yue Xiaoqing took two steps back to avoid Yue Zheng's arm, and said to the phone, "Thank you Brother Yin, I'm off to school. Goodbye Brother Yin."

Yue Zheng really wanted to say hello to her, hating that iron can't make steel: "What's the use of you looking for him, he's not a doctor, not to mention he's a professor, he's so busy every day and still has to worry about me, it just adds to the chaos."

Yue Xiaoqing worriedly patted his head again, and didn't listen to him at all: "Brother, you can call the school when Brother Yin comes, so I can listen to the class with peace of mind."

Yue Zheng had no choice but to let her go to school as soon as possible, and then called Yin Lou to tell him not to come, and said, "Okay, okay, you go to school first."

Yue Zheng heard the sound of closing the door and hurriedly dialed Yin Lou's phone, and he was connected immediately after it rang twice.

"Brother Yue? I'll be right there." Yin Lou's voice was panting, as if he was on his way.

"No, let me disturb you to sleep," Yue Zheng tried to make his voice more natural, but it was still like a broken gong, "That girl snatched my phone, I..."

"I'm too sick to beat Xiaoqing, do you still want to bear it?" Yin Lou's voice was so cold for the first time, and he also questioned, "I'll be right there, contact me immediately if you feel unwell."

Yue Zheng hung up the phone and was stunned for a while, as if he was being treated as a child and taught a lesson.

Not annoyed, but rather guilty.

Yue Zheng patted his head, feeling like an idiot.

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The author rolled up the cuffs of the padded jacket, basked in the sun and said: Yin Lou is in a hurry, he is in a hurry, he is in a hurry.

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感谢在2020-12-1217:06:58~2020-12-1313:23:56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Ji and Mo Yan;

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