Save the tragic villain in progress!

Meng Zhoushan slept soundly, and he didn't seem to feel the cool and moist touch on his lips.He was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling gently with his breath, and he was slightly drunk.

At first, Sui Yuesheng just pressed Meng Zhoushan's lips lightly, without any movement.

But in the dead of night, any emotion will be infinitely magnified, like weeds growing wildly, ready to move.At this moment, the greed in my heart suddenly became worse.

"uncle……"

Sui Yue moved her lips silently, only she could hear the voice.This title seemed to have a special meaning to him, over and over again, muttering morbidly and obsessively.

The sun went down, and everything was shrouded in darkness.

All the camouflage of the day was torn off, replaced by the desire and darkness hidden in the eyes.The feeling of the lips touching is like a poppy that is tempting and deadly, but it makes people willing to sink there.

Sui Yuesheng couldn't hold back, carefully pried open Meng Zhoushan's lips and tongue, stuck in the tip of his tongue, and got a drunken kiss.

He was afraid of waking up the man, so he just tasted it lightly, and gently left Meng Zhoushan's lips after a while.Although he was unwilling, the tumbling desire finally extinguished a bit of the scorching heat.

At this moment, Meng Zhoushan suddenly turned over.I saw him cover his eyelids with the back of his hand, muttered a few inaudible drunken words in a low voice, and continued to sleep deeply.

Seeing this, Sui Yuesheng paused, thinking that Meng Zhoushan had woken up.But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement, only to realize that the other party was just turning over in a dream.

"..."

Sui Yuesheng didn't do anything more.He pushed the wheelchair and took a stack of quilts from the bed, and put them on Meng Zhoushan.After making sure that the other party would not catch a cold, he quietly cleaned up the remaining dishes and chopsticks on the table, cleaned up all the hygiene, and then went back to the room to sleep.

Sui Yuesheng's awareness has always been shallow.The next morning, he heard rustling noises coming from the living room, sat up from the bed, got dressed, and pushed the wheelchair out.

Meng Zhoushan just came out of the bathroom.He had just finished taking a shower, his hair was still wet and dripping water, he wiped his hair with a towel, out of the corner of his eye he saw Sui Yuesheng coming out of the room, he paused indiscernibly: "Did I wake you up?"

Sui Yuesheng shook her head.He was wearing a black hooded sweater, which made his skin whiter and whiter, but there was still a lingering sense of gloom on his body.

Meng Zhoushan bought this dress for him, one black and one white.

Meng Zhoushan said: "The new clothes look great, try the white ones next time."

Sui Yuesheng looked down at her clothes: "But white gets dirty easily."

As usual, Meng Zhoushan rubbed his head lightly, then sat down at the desk and started to work: "What are you afraid of, I don't want you to go out to dig coal. The porridge is already cooked, go wash your face and eat."

Sui Yuesheng subconsciously looked at the kitchen, but saw that the porridge was already cooked: "Uncle, did you wake up early?"

Meng Zhoushan pushed back his slightly wet hair, closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly, then put on his glasses again: "I just woke up not long ago, I should have listened to you yesterday, and shouldn't have drunk so much."

Sui Yuesheng poured him a cup of hot water, gently placed it on the edge of the table, and then pushed the wheelchair into the bathroom.

Meng Zhoushan touched the wall of the cup and found that it was a little hot, so he temporarily put it aside.

He turned on the computer and was getting ready to work, when the phone beside him vibrated for a moment. When he turned it on, he saw that it was a video call from Meng Qinglan.

Meng Zhoushan originally wanted to find a headset to put it on, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time, so he could only click to answer: "Sister, what's the matter?"

Meng Qinglan is a strong career woman, and this weekend just happened to be off.She didn't wear any makeup, her face was turned upside down, her eyes were black and blue: "Did Yan Yuezhao drink alcohol yesterday?"

Meng Zhoushan didn't lie, he hummed: "How do you know?"

Meng Qinglan frowned: "He kept calling me yesterday when he was drunk, and said a lot of nonsense, and there was no movement in the morning. Doesn't he live next door to you? Go and see if he is dead."

Meng Zhoushan felt helpless about their way of getting along: "He may have drunk too much, I'll go and see later."

After he finished speaking, he was about to hang up the phone, when the screen suddenly approached a fleshy face, followed by Yan Xiangming's bluffing voice: "Uncle, uncle! Have my tablet and toy gun arrived?"

There were two courier boxes piled up under Meng Zhoushan's desk. He glanced at them and said with a smile to Yan Xiangming, "I've arrived a long time ago. Let your dad bring them to you when you have time next time."

Before Yan Xiangming could cheer, Meng Qinglan hugged him down: "You are only so old, what are you doing buying so many toys? You are smart enough to let your uncle buy them."

Yuba said to Meng Zhoushan: "You are not allowed to buy anything for him next time. Give him whatever he wants, what if he gets spoiled."

Meng Zhoushan sat on a chair, crossed his legs, smiled and said nothing.

Yan Xiangming climbed onto Meng Qinglan's lap and sat again, his temper still blah: "I don't, I want my uncle to buy it. If my uncle gets married in the future, his wife will be the one he loves the most, so he won't buy anything for me. "

Meng Zhoushan was taken aback when he heard the words.

On the other end of the video, Meng Qinglan coaxed Yan Xiangming away with all kinds of words, and suddenly remembered that her younger brother was still single, so she couldn't help asking: "Are you planning to start a family? Haven't met anyone you like in so many years?"

Meng Zhoushan didn't make a sound.He lowered his head and slowly adjusted his glasses.A pair of eyes are hidden behind the lens, I don't know what I'm thinking: "...I'm busy with work, let's talk about it later."

Meng Qinglan has lived abroad all year round, and she is quite open-minded: "OK, remember to take care of yourself, but you are not young anymore, you really should find a companion..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard the sound of bottles falling suddenly from the bathroom.Meng Zhoushan's complexion changed slightly, and he said to Meng Qinglan that we will talk next time, then hurriedly hung up the phone, got up from the chair and rushed into the bathroom, only to see Sui Yuesheng accidentally fell off the wheelchair.

Meng Zhoushan was worried that he would be injured, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help him up from the ground: "Are you okay?"

Seeing that it was Meng Zhoushan, Sui Yuesheng subconsciously shook her head.It's just that a bloodstain was accidentally drawn on the back of his hand by the corner of the tile, which looked extremely glaring.

Seeing this, Meng Zhoushan didn't care about the wheelchair, he carried Sui Yuesheng out of the bathroom and sat on the sofa: "Wait a minute, I'll find the medicine box."

Meng Zhoushan seldom used medicine boxes, and he couldn't remember where he put them, so he could only look through drawers one by one.Sui Yuesheng sat on the sofa, watched his busy back silently, silently clutched the wound on the back of her hand, and finally said, "Uncle, the medicine box is in the bottom drawer on the right..."

Meng Zhoushan heard the words and opened the bottom drawer, and as expected, he saw the medicine box inside.His frantic movements finally stopped for a moment, and he walked to the sofa with the medicine box in hand, squatted down in front of Sui Yuesheng, and treated his wound.

Seeing the injury on Sui Yuesheng's hand, Meng Zhoushan frowned: "Why did you fall?"

Sui Yuesheng lowered her eyes and stared at him: "I saw the shampoo bottle on the shelf toppled over, and I wanted to reach out to help it, but I accidentally fell down."

Meng Zhoushan originally wanted to use a Band-Aid to bandage his wound, but it was too small, so he had to change the gauze: "Call me next time you encounter this kind of thing, don't do it by yourself, you know?"

Sui Yuesheng didn't answer, but suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "Uncle, are you getting married?"

There was a moment of stillness in the air.

Meng Zhoushan looked at him subconsciously when he heard the words, but saw Sui Yuesheng staring at him, and later realized that the other party probably heard Yan Xiangming's bluffing.

"Who said I'm getting married?"

Meng Zhoushan wrapped up the gauze and slapped him on the head: "Ask me about things that don't exist every day."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that the wound on Sui Yuesheng's back hadn't healed yet, so he asked aloud, "Does your back hurt?"

Sui Yuesheng raised her eyes to look at him: "Is it true that uncle is not married?"

Meng Zhoushan sighed, and suddenly found that the rabbit-like boy was also a little stubborn: "I asked you if your back hurts? Answer me first."

Sui Yuesheng was silent for a moment, and then hummed in a low voice: "It hurts..."

Meng Zhoushan didn't expect him to be in real pain, his complexion changed slightly, he quickly got up and lifted the clothes on Sui Yuesheng's back: "Let me see if the wound is open."

Sui Yuesheng didn't speak, and obediently approached the man's arms, allowing him to check the wound on his back.The fingertips gently hooked the hem of Meng Zhoushan's clothes underneath, as if he was hugging him.

"bleeding."

Meng Zhoushan saw a small piece of thin red from the gauze pasted on the wound, and was a little afraid that the wound would burst: "I will take you to the hospital to have a look."

Sui Yuesheng didn't move, buried her face in his shoulder, she didn't seem to want to go to the hospital: "It's okay, just change the gauze again."

The skin on his back is fair and delicate, like a piece of fine jade.Just because she is too thin, the shoulder blades are slightly protruding, which looks like two butterfly wings, with a fragile and broken beauty.

Like the legs, there are many old injuries.

Meng Zhoushan hesitated for a moment, and gently tore off the gauze.The murderer's wound was only one inch short, but it was extremely ferocious. It seemed to be the heaviest wound on the young man's body.

The man's fingertip landed on the boy's back, and scratched lightly, causing a slight itchiness, and his voice was low: "Do you know, if it is a little bit more off, it will stab your heart."

Sui Yuesheng raised her head slightly from Meng Zhoushan's arms, staring at the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Uncle, if you stab the heart, you will die."

Meng Zhoushan nodded: "Yes."

Sui Yuesheng didn't respond: "Oh."

Meng Zhoushan unscrewed the medicine prescribed by the doctor and gently applied it on Sui Yuesheng's back.The young man's body is thin, but the touch when it falls in his arms is abnormally soft. He only felt that somewhere at the tip of his heart softened for a moment: "Oh what, you almost died."

Sui Yuesheng didn't speak.I don't know if Meng Zhoushan was too gentle, but he also became a little more courageous. He gently wrapped his arms around Meng Zhoushan's waist, and said in a low voice, "Uncle..."

Meng Zhoushan concentrated on giving him the medicine: "Huh?"

Sui Yuesheng: "You don't want to get married, okay?"

He said, "Uncle, don't get married, okay?"

Meng Zhoushan paused when he heard the words, and looked down at him, but he could only see the top of the young man's jet-black hair. He asked slowly, "Why?"

Before the words were finished, there was a sudden knock on the door, both of them were startled for a moment.Meng Zhoushan put the gauze on, raised his eyes to look outside the door, and frowned slightly: "Who?"

A masculine male voice sounded outside the door: "Me!"

It was Yan Yuezhao.

Meng Zhoushan laid down Sui Yuesheng's clothes, dressed him, and then walked over to open the door.But Yan Yuezhao was carrying another bag of wine in his hand.

Meng Zhoushan glanced at him: "I won't drink."

Yan Yuezhao wondered, "Why don't you drink?"

Meng Zhoushan looked away: "There is no reason."

Yan Yuezhao glanced inside, just in time to see Sui Yuesheng also in the living room: "Then I'll go to the head office for lunch. The nearby buildings have been demolished, the roads are closed, and takeaways can't come in. You can't let me, a disabled person, go down to look for food. Let's eat."

Meng Zhoushan stared at him for two seconds before turning sideways to give way.

Yan Yuezhao limped into the house on crutches.He glanced at the time, saw that it was almost ten o'clock, and said to Meng Zhoushan, "Hey, why don't you go down and buy some food, and have stewed meat for lunch."

Meng Zhoushan said: "There is porridge in the kitchen."

Yan Yuezhao was determined to drive him away: "I don't like porridge, go down and buy some meat, I'm also your ex-brother-in-law anyway, can't you satisfy such a small request?"

Meng Zhoushan leaned over to pack the medicine box on the table: "You should tell your ex-wife this."

He said nothing, but after packing up his things, he was still going to go downstairs to buy some food, because the refrigerator was already empty.There is only porridge in the pot, no vegetables.

Meng Zhoushan asked Sui Yuesheng: "Is there anything you want to eat, I'll go down and buy it."

Sui Yuesheng stretched out his hand to hold him, as if he didn't want to stay in the same room with Yan Yuezhao: "Uncle, I'll go with you."

Yan Yuezhao sat on a chair and looked at him with his head propped up: "Little brother, what are you afraid of? I'm a policeman, not a bad guy."

Although Meng Zhoushan always felt that Yan Yuezhao was more like a hooligan than a policeman, fortunately, the other party's character was fine.He rubbed Sui Yuesheng's head: "You just finished taking the medicine, don't move around, play with your phone for a while, I'll be back soon."

After saying that, he put on his coat, took the key and went out directly.

The door was closed with a soft click, and the room suddenly fell silent.

Seeing this, Sui Yuesheng pursed her lips, and pushed the wheelchair to go back to the house, but Yan Yuezhao suddenly stopped him, and asked casually, "You seem to be very afraid of me?"

Sui Yuesheng paused when she heard the words, and slowly turned her head to look at Yan Yuezhao.

The sunlight slanted into the house through the windows, dividing the light into light and dark halves.Sui Yuesheng happened to be on the darkest side, his face couldn't be seen clearly, his eyes were gloomy and cold, and when he looked closely, there was no warmth at all, which perfectly coincided with the surveillance screen that day.

The young man slowly pursed his lips, and laughed lightly, which made people break out in a cold sweat in broad daylight, and said lightly, "No, I'm not afraid of you..."

He just, simply hates it.