First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

The sound of the heartbeat was stronger than the blooming of fireworks, and it was blown away by the wind.

The chest seemed to be poured with warm liquid, and the hot air was fumigated upwards to the eyes.

Song Jianchu stared intently at the person in front of him, touched Mu Ye's face, and said "En".

Mu Ye lay on his lap: "Chuchu, I only have you as a benefactor, you are the only boyfriend, and only you can kiss me."

Mu Ye Youyou said: "There can't be anyone who likes me more than you, you must work hard to be number one."

Song Jianchu rubbed Mu Ye's head, wanted to laugh, and said gently, "I'll work hard."

Mu Ye enjoyed touching with satisfaction: "I believe in you."

After staying on the rooftop for a few minutes, Song Jianchu said, "Go back."

"Don't want to play anymore?" Mu Ye got up and pinched his face: "I'm lying to you, there should be more for sale next."

Song Jianchu said: "Next time, I have to go back and pay New Year's greetings to my family."

Muye's heart softened for a while.

"It's windy outside." Mu Ye pushed the wheelchair into the elevator, "I'll take you out tomorrow."

Back in the ward, Mu Ye hugged Song Jianchu on the bed, and called home for New Year's greetings.Mu Ye turned on the loudspeaker, Song Jianchu kept his mouth shut, a little nervous.

Mu Ye said, "Mom, happy new year."

"Thank you so much, busy people still have time to give me New Year's greetings." Mother Mu's TV was loud: "I thought I only had a girl, and I didn't dare to tell others that I had a son. I didn't see anyone all year round." , I haven’t heard a word during Chinese New Year, I’m afraid people will say I’m daydreaming.”

Mu Ye put his arm around the man, put his phone on the quilt, and said in a helpless tone, "Didn't I tell you that I won't go back if I have something to do."

"You don't go to the Spring Festival Gala either, what's the matter with you?" Mother Mu laughed: "Son, don't you have a date?"

Song Jianchu's expression froze for a moment: "..."

Mu Ye sighed: "Can I not ask?"

"Let me ask what's the matter?" Mu's mother was in menopause, and she suddenly became angry: "It's New Year's Eve, and the big sister next door has a lovely daughter-in-law to talk with, so I can't just ask a question?"

Mu Ye leaned on Song Jianchu's shoulder, dragging his voice loosely: "OK."

Mumu's voice sounded cutely: "Mom, I want to talk to my brother."

Mu Ye smiled and said, "Mu Mu, happy new year, brother sent you a red envelope."

"Got it, thank you brother."

Papa Mu said, "Happy New Year, son, come back after work and have a drink with dad."

Mu Ye said: "Let Jiaming send you a few bottles of wine, and I'll go back to accompany you when I'm done."

"Don't come back! If you don't bring a lovely daughter-in-law back, I won't open the door for you!" Mother Mu said, "Mumu, we don't want single brother, mom will raise you a real dog!"

Mu Ye: "."

Song Jianchu: "..."

At the end of the call, Song Jianchu was in a complicated mood.

Mu Ye buried his face on Song Jianchu's shoulder, pretending to be sad: "Chuchu, what should I do, I can't go home anymore."

"..."

Song Jianchu pursed his lower lip, and said comfortingly, "Auntie said angry words."

"It's okay." Mu Ye comforted himself in a low tone: "Anyway, I'm not single, and my partner is also very cute."

"..."

Song Jianchu couldn't accept this adjective.

But seeing Mu Ye so sad, he couldn't refute anything.

Mu Ye sent out a New Year's greeting red envelope in the five-group chat.

[MY: Happy New Year everyone. 】

Pei Shinian grabbed the red envelopes in seconds, and Bai Xingyu and Lu Shen also received red envelopes one after another.

The three also distributed red envelopes in the group.

[Pei Shinian: The blessings of the New Year are the bonds between you and me. Love is between the lines, and love is unforgettable. Tonight [clink glasses] Please accept my sincere blessings and continue to write new happiness for our friendship [red envelope][red envelope][ Red envelope]】

[Pei Shinian: Happy New Year everyone!There will be a lot of formations this year! 】

[Your Bai Ye: Happy New Year! 】

[Lu: Happy New Year. 】

[Pei Shinian: @MY brother, when will Jianchu be discharged from the hospital, can we go see it? 】

[Your Lord Bai: You've been in the hospital for half a month, are you still not recovering? 】

Mu Ye turned around and asked, "You want to say something too? They've been very worried about you."

Song Jianchu: "Yes."

Song Jianchu also sent a red envelope in the group.

[See Chusong: Happy New Year. 】

After the news of the hospitalization broke out, Song Jianchu finally spoke in the group after half a month.

[Pei Shinian:! ! !See you at the beginning, you can talk! 】

[Pei Shinian: Brother Ye, don't let us disturb your rest. When you are discharged from the hospital, brother will take you to a big meal and make up for it. 】

[Bai Xingyu: Treat well, don't worry about the show. 】

[See Chu Song: Thank you for your concern. 】

After a brief greeting, when it was time for the medicine, Mu Ye took away the phone: "It's time to rest, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Song Jianchu lay down, Mu Ye wiped his face with a hot towel, and said with a smile, "You look much better today."

After going out for a while, Song Jianchu was too tired to open his eyes: "Teacher Mu, you should rest earlier."

He did a lot of checkups today, and Mu Ye ran for him all day, but he didn't show any fatigue on his face.

Mu Ye patted him and coaxed him, "Go to bed first, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back soon."

Song Jianchu closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

When Song Jianchu was sound asleep, Mu Ye got up quietly, turned off the lights and left the ward.

Dr. Zhao was also on duty at the hospital on New Year's Eve.

"Doctor Zhao." Mu Ye asked, "Has the matching result not come out yet?"

"We have to wait a few more days, and we are already rushing." Dr. Zhao said, "Jianchu's situation is not very optimistic now. Although he has no obvious symptoms, he has already had several serious complications, which may happen at any time." Transfer to ICU."

Mu Ye slowly closed his eyes.

"This child is too tolerant, and his willpower is very strong." Dr. Zhao said with emotion: "With so many complications appearing together, his body should be very painful."

Although Song Jianchu didn't show it, every night Mu Ye could hear the sound of holding back his breath.

Mu Ye asked in a low voice: "Is there any way to relieve his pain?"

Dr. Zhao: "All the medicines for the symptoms are already being used, the most important thing now is to keep him in a good mood."

Mu Ye nodded.

Dr. Zhao said: "I hope he can continue to persevere until the bone marrow transplant."

"And this family member who came for the type matching is not his direct blood relative." Dr. Zhao informed in advance: "The probability of a successful type matching is not too high."

Mu Ye didn't want to think about the result of the failed matching, but still needed an answer.

Mu Ye closed his eyes, rolled his Adam's apple, and asked in a hoarse voice, "You judge...how long can he last?"

Dr. Zhao sighed: "Normal patients in the acute stage may receive a critical illness notice at any time at this stage. You must be mentally prepared."

The corridor of the inpatient building was very quiet late at night, Mu Ye sat on the cold iron chair for a long time, quietly looking at the door of the ward.

The beep of the ECG monitor broke the tranquility of the corridor, Mu Ye's eyelashes trembled, and he stood up abruptly.

Just as he took an unsteady step, the door of the next ward opened, and the middle-aged woman cried, "Doctor!! Nurse! Come here!"

Mu Ye hurried in and pressed the call bell, seeing the boy in the hat with his pupils trembling.

The boy is also in his teens, because he lives next door, Mu Ye has seen him a few times.The little boy is also his fan, and asked him for his autograph the day before yesterday.

The woman threw herself on the bedside and cried loudly: "Son! Wake up! My son!"

Nurses and doctors quickly ran into the ward for first aid.

Mu Ye forgot to leave, and stood in a daze not far away, his lips gradually turning pale.

The rescue took 15 minutes, but the juvenile did not recover his vital signs.

The doctor glanced at his watch and announced: "The patient died at 36:[-] in the morning."

The woman was crying so much that she couldn't stand up, showing signs of fainting, and the nurses immediately supported her.

Some family members and patients who heard the sound had already gathered at the door of the ward. Everyone's face was very heavy and they were silent.

This floor is full of leukemia patients. Many patients have been hospitalized for a long time, and they have known each other for a long time.

People leave almost every day, and they are already familiar with such a scene.

The boy's body was covered with a white cloth and pushed out of the ward, and everyone stepped aside consciously.

Mu Ye returned to the ward, stood at the door for a few minutes, his fingertips hanging beside him trembled slightly.

He slowly raised his eyes, looking at the hospital bed illuminated by the warm light of the humidifier.

Slowly walking to the side of the hospital bed, Mu Ye looked down at the quiet sleeping man, sat down on the side of the bed, and gently leaned his ear on the boy's chest in the blue hospital gown.

Listening to the heartbeat inside, Mu Ye's breathing gradually became steady, and he buried his face into the warm chest.

Mu Ye lay down next to Song Jianchu, and sent Gu Jiaming a wechat message in his arms.

[MY: Are you asleep? 】

Gu Jiaming was still arranging the postponement of the concert in the studio, and put down the coffee in his hand when he saw the message.

[Gu Jiaming: I plan to postpone the first concert to May, what do you think?If it is postponed for too long, I am afraid that the fans will make trouble. 】

Seeing Mu Ye's reply, Gu Jiaming was stunned.

[MY: There is no need to postpone it, it's normal. 】

On the first day of the new year, there were firecrackers outside in the early morning.

Song Jianchu woke up when he heard the voice, and found himself trapped in Mu Ye's arms.Mu Ye hugged him with the quilt, and slept outside the quilt all night without changing his pajamas.

He slept so deeply last night that he didn't realize when Mu Ye came up at all.

As soon as his breathing changed, Mu Ye woke up, and smiled lazily, with a very hoarse voice: "Woke up?"

"Why don't you get under the quilt?" Song Jianchu frowned: "Isn't it cold?"

Mu Ye rubbed against his ear, and suddenly asked: "Do you still want to go out and play?"

After being hospitalized for too long, Song Jianchu was really bored: "Can I go out?"

Mu Ye said, "Stop taking the medicine today."

Song Jianchu tilted his head slightly: "Where are you going?"

Mu Ye kissed the bridge of his nose, and said with a warm smile, "Anywhere is fine, take me on a date."

"This year is the first day of the Lunar New Year." Song Jianchu said worriedly, "There are a lot of people outside, so they will be recognized."

Mu Ye's eyes became resentful, and he said softly, "But I want to go on a date."

Song Jianchu couldn't bear Mu Ye's acting like a spoiled child so early in the morning, so he let go of his worries and said to himself that he should just be careful.

After changing their clothes, both of them put on hats and covered their faces with masks and scarves.

Mu Ye pushed the wheelchair over and wanted to hug him.

Song Jianchu sat beside the hospital bed wearing a thick coat, stared at the thing for two seconds, and said with disgust in his eyes, "No need for a wheelchair."

Mu Ye raised his eyebrows: "Then I'll carry you?"

"No need." Song Jianchu stood up and said with a smile, "It's not that I can't go."

"Let's go." Mu Ye lowered his head and kissed his knitted hat: "Just say it when you're tired."

Sitting in the car, Mu Ye helped Song Jianchu fasten his seat belt, and asked expectantly, "Where do you want to take me?"

Song Jianchu didn't quite know what to do on a normal date, so he thought for a while: "Want to watch a movie?"

Mu Ye said happily: "It seems that Lao Bai's New Year's movie is released today. It is an action comedy in cooperation with Qin Fang. You can go and support it."

Song Jianchu: "I'll take a look at the ticket."

Song Jianchu took out his mobile phone, and Mu Ye came over and leaned on his shoulder to watch together.

Mu Ye happily asked: "Do you want to reserve the venue?"

Song Jianchu snapped his fingers: "?"

"You want to book a show?" Song Jianchu was taken aback.

Mu Ye put his arms around his arm, helped him swipe the phone screen to find a nearby movie theater, and said a little proudly: "I want to have a date with the richest man on Weibo."

Song Jianchu: "..."

Song Jianchu smiled and nodded: "Then make a reservation."

I asked around the nearby movie theaters, and the Lunar New Year movie was the most popular on the first day of the Lunar New Year. It was basically full, and there were no movie theaters that could be reserved.

"The venue is full." Song Jianchu hung up the phone and said with a helpless smile, "I'll take you to see it another day."

Mu Ye said regretfully and stubbornly: "Then I want a couple seat."

After finally finding a theater that still had tickets, I grabbed two couple seats in the last row.

On the first day of the new year, everyone took advantage of the annual vacation to go out to play, and the traffic jam on the way to the theater was stuck in an hour.

When we arrived at the cinema, there were people everywhere, including young couples and families with children watching Chinese New Year movies.

After picking up the tickets, Song Jianchu and Mu Ye lined up to buy popcorn together.

Seeing the bubble drink billboard endorsed by Mu Ye standing in front of the sales counter, Song Jianchu was a little nervous, fearing that Mu Ye's recognition would cause confusion.

There was also a couple in line at the front.

The girl put her arms around the boy's arm and said, "Husband, I don't want a couple package, I want to drink the sparkling water endorsed by my male god."

The boy said sourly: "It doesn't necessarily taste good, let's drink Coke."

"I don't care, I'm going to drink that." The girl stared at Mu Ye's life-sized figure stand and said, "Mu Ye is really handsome."

Song Jianchu quietly glanced at his side.

Mu Ye's cashmere scarf covered half of his face, he took his hand and put it in his coat pocket, leaned into his ear and said, "Honey, I don't want to drink that sparkling water, I want a couple's package."

Song Jianchu tightened the corners of his mouth, and nodded with a suppressed smile: "Yeah."

The couple in front lined up at the sales counter, and the salesperson said, "If you buy a sparkling water package, you will get a Muye mug as a gift. Do you want it?"

"Ahhhhh, the surrounding area of ​​Muye." The girl said excitedly, "I want it, I want a set of sparkling water for two people."

The boy said sourly: "I want another cup of Coke alone."

The girl kissed him and said with a smile, "Vinegar, are you sour?"

The boy's complexion improved a bit: "Huh."

The young couple walked away flirting with the set meal.

Song Jianchu took a step forward, and the salesperson mechanically repeated the sales: "Now buy a sparkling water package and get a mug around Mu Ye, do you want it?"

Song Jianchu stared at the display of mugs around Mu Ye, with a hesitant expression, a little wanting.

Mu Ye lowered his head, covered his eyes with the same color as the standing sign next to him with the brim of his hat, pinched his fingers in his pocket and urged him secretly.

Song Jianchu quickly made a decision and said, "I want a couple set meal, and I want a sparkling water set meal."

"Okay, the total is 190 eight yuan, please show the payment code."

Song Jianchu handed out the mobile phone payment code.

The salesman went to pack the popcorn, Mu Ye happily kissed his face, and whispered, "It's good that my boyfriend has money."

Song Jianchu raised the corner of his mouth.

Mu Ye was happily holding the couple's package, Song Jianchu was holding the sparkling water package, and the two of them lined up at the end of the line to check in and enter the venue.

The two sat in the couple seats in the last row, and the audience was packed, and the seat next to them happened to be the couple just now.

After sitting down, Song Jianchu leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes for a while, bowed his head and exhaled lightly.

Mu Ye immediately observed his face, and asked in a low voice, "Uncomfortable?"

Song Jianchu raised his head and smiled: "It's okay."

Mu Ye unscrewed the sugar-free sparkling water and handed it to him: "Drink some water."

Song Jianchu took it and took a sip.

As the movie started, the lights in the auditorium slowly dimmed.

A close-up of Qin Fang's face appeared on the big screen, and he said sadly to the camera with an accent: "Brother, how many times have I said that my name is Yuan Zhong, I am not a wronged species."

The whole place burst into laughter.

Mu Ye leaned on his shoulder and laughed softly, Song Jianchu also pursed his lips and smiled.

The movie is brilliant, with lots of laughs.

The young couple next door watched very inattentively.

The girl whispered, "Husband, kiss."

The boy is very straight and has already been attracted by the plot: "After reading this paragraph."

The girl acted like a baby: "I want to kiss you."

A few seconds later, the wet kiss sounded softly.

Song Jianchu's eyes were fixed on the screen, trying to ignore the ambiguous voice, Mu Ye shook his finger, and raised his head from his shoulder.

Song Jianchu understood without turning his head.

This is a public place, so he ignored it.

The eyes of the people around him were ambiguous and hot, staring at him suggestively, and urged in a low voice: "Baby, kiss."

Song Jianchu's ears turned red and he quickly glanced at the seats in front of him. The chairs for lovers' seats are all very high, even if someone turns their head, they can't see behind them.

Song Jianchu pulled off his mask, leaned over and kissed Mu Ye's mouth.

Just as he retreated and sat down, Mu Ye chased him over and kissed him.Mu Ye's hand clasped the back of his neck, it wasn't the simple kiss of his lips as last time, it was a deep kiss, rubbing his lips and tongue, bold and passionate.

Song Jianchu leaned against the corner of the seat, raised his hand to press the back of Mu Ye's head, and tasted the sweetness of popcorn on Mu Ye's lips.

Amid the soft kisses, the breathing of the two became a little short.

The changing light and shadow on the big screen alternated from bright to dark, and when Song Jianchu opened his eyes, he saw Mu Ye's eyes were flushed, and he closed his eyes and kissed very intently.

Song Jianchu also closed his eyes, trying to respond to the passionate lips.

The voice next door was compared and gradually stopped.

The girl blushed when she heard this, and looked to the side suspiciously, only to see the seat, and her boyfriend turned her face back.

Song Jianchu's face was still red until the movie ended.

Mu Ye took his hand and walked out, suddenly said: "We won."

After kissing for too long, Song Jianchu was still dizzy and turned his head in a daze.

"They are all attracted by the movie." Mu Ye smiled slightly, showing a little pride: "Only we kiss until the end."