bad kid

Third People's Hospital of City A, on the fourth floor.

Zhan Zihang was playing match [-] games when the door was knocked three times by "Tuk Tuk Tuk".

He thought it was a nurse who came to make rounds, and said impatiently, "Wait, I'll finish this game."

Ruan Zhimu didn't speak, walked over and put the fruit basket by his bedside.

From the corner of Zhan Zihang's eyes, he saw that the other party was wearing men's sneakers. When he raised his eyes, he was dumbfounded: "Mum...Mumu...you are really here."

He sent the photo and address at that time, but it was just a try, not sure if Ruan Zhimu would come.

Ruan Zhimu had no expression: "I see you are fine, I'm going back."

Zhan Zihang grabbed his hand with tears in his eyes.

In the next 10 minutes, a touching and unique love story was staged in the ward.

In a nutshell, Zhan Zihang once again reiterated the fact that he had not cheated on him, and at the same time, he narrated how much he missed him and how painful he was for the past month.

"I know you just want me to pay back the money, but the relationship between us is not just a cold money relationship. So I took the necklace I bought for you before, just to give it to you with my own hands, and give it to you. The mood tells you."

"Unexpectedly, at the intersection of Ganggang Road, a disaster struck, and my leg was broken by a speeding car."

"I think this may be God's test for me. After going through difficulties and obstacles, the fruit of our love will grow sweeter."

"I won't blame you for this, because this is what I deserve, and it's my punishment for making you sad."

Interspersed with sobs and tears, splashing and rolling, and an overdose of affectionate confession.

On the way, he wanted to hug Ruan Zhimu, but Ruan Zhimu turned sideways flexibly and avoided it.

Ruan Zhimu went out to chat with the nurse, and learned that Zhan Zihang was hit not on the Ganggang Road leading to his home, but on Xueyuan Road in the opposite direction.

I didn't wear a necklace when I was hit, but after I arrived at the hospital, after talking with the driver who caused the accident, I remembered something, and urgently called my friend to send it to me.

Ruan Zhimu can almost guess the general idea.

Zhan Zihang probably broke his leg by accident. Thinking that the collision should not be in vain, he just took advantage of it and said that the car accident happened to deliver something to him, so as to restore the relationship between the two of them.

And to save the relationship, it was nothing more than moral kidnapping, repaying the arrears, and coaxing him to continue to be an ATM cash machine.

Ruan Zhimu returned to the ward, listened to Zhan Zihang's long and provocative confession, pulled out his ears, and said perfunctorily, "Yeah, I got it."

Zhan Zihang gave him the necklace, and he took it and looked at it. He couldn't tell if it was real or fake, but he still accepted it.

Both parties knew the meaning of this move, and accepting it meant that things had turned for the better.

Zhan Zihang's eyes lit up.

At this moment, Ruan Zhimu's cell phone rang.

Yan Yue's phone call: "I'm after school, where are you?"

Ruan Zhimu: "A friend got into a car accident. I'll come to the hospital to see him."

Yan Yue: "Which friend?"

Ruan Zhimu was silent for a while.

It was in the morning when Zhan Zihang sent him the message, but he actually missed the time on purpose and came to the hospital after six o'clock.

Ruan Zhimu: "A...classmate."

"I came out in a hurry. I didn't cook dinner. Why don't you buy some bread or eat fried rice outside."

He saw Zhan Zihang struggling to reach the water glass by the bed, went up to help him pour water, and said softly, "Let me do it."

Zhan Zihang was overjoyed: "Okay, okay."

The voice came clearly to the other end of the phone.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and Yan Yue's breathing became heavier: "I have something to do with you, something about the school, give me the address."

Ruan Zhimu shied away a few more times before giving him the address.

About half an hour later, Yan Yue came.

Everything developed as expected.

Yan Yue saw that the person he was visiting was Zhan Zihang, his face was terribly gloomy, and he leaned his back against the wall without saying a word.

Zhan Zihang, who is used to being slippery, was actually frightened by Yan Yue's aura, and stuttered a little.

"He...he still lives with you?"

"Well," Ruan Zhimu's wrist sprain was almost healed, he cut off a piece of apple with a knife and handed it to his mouth, "Open your mouth."

Zhan Zihang was flattered, opened his mouth, felt a tingling pain on his skin, looked up, Yan Yue's eyes were as sharp as a knife blade, almost pierced him full of holes, and the apple pieces in his mouth fell on the quilt in fright .

"Why are you so careless?" Ruan Zhimu cut another piece for him without changing his expression, "He is so clumsy even at such a big age."

Ruan Zhimu's current mood is really mixed.

Using Zhan Zihang, he has no psychological burden at all.

Feed Zhan Zihang something, which is at the same level as eating black garlic, pretending to be happy while yue.

But he really felt sorry for Yan Yue.

His original intention was to dissuade him, not to anger him deliberately.

Seeing Yan Yue's expression, I felt very uncomfortable, and I didn't feel joy at all because the plan went smoothly.

He didn't mean to hurt him intentionally, but after thinking about it, Zhan Zihang was the person who made Yan Yue most angry.

Only enough anger can dilute the enthusiasm and love of young people.

Yan Yue watched their "intimate interaction" for a while, turned around and left without saying a word.

As soon as Yan Yue left, Ruan Zhimu's tense back relaxed instantly, his hands were hanging on his knees, and he looked at the floor absently.

Knowing everything and knowing that this is a helpless act, I still feel very sad and guilty.

It would be sad to see his tightly pursed lips, sad to see his livid face, and sad to see his drooping forehead hair.

Seeing him leaning against the wall, his heart seemed to be stabbed.

……

Seeing that he didn't move, Zhan Zihang urged, "I haven't finished eating yet, go ahead, I still want to eat dragon fruit and cherries."

Ruan Zhimu: "A broken leg is not a broken arm, you can't even peel an apple?"

Zhan Zihang: "...?"

Zhan Zihang watched his attitude change 1 ​​degrees within one minute, and was dumbfounded.

Ruan Zhimu threw the remaining apples and fruit knives on the table, and stood up irritably: "Buy whatever you like, I'm leaving."

-

When Ruan Zhimu arrived home, the house was unusually quiet.

The light in the living room was on, the bathroom door was closed, and there was the sound of splashing water from inside.

Ruan Zhimu changed his shoes, put down his backpack, and the bathroom door opened.

Yan Yue came out from inside, the collar of his pajamas was crooked, there were steaming drops of water beside his temple hair, his skin was almost transparent white.

Yan Yue saw him and stopped in his tracks.

Ruan Zhimu: "Just finished taking a shower?"

"Let's have dinner. If you haven't eaten, I'll cook some noodles for you."

"On the way back, I saw a discount at a convenience store. Sandwiches cost ten yuan and three. You just have it for breakfast tomorrow morning. If you're hungry, you can also have it as a supper."

Yan Yue said nothing.

Ruan Zhimu scratched his nose: "If you finish washing, then I will wash it."

Yan Yue finally said, "Do you want maple syrup?"

Ruan Zhimu: "...No, I've been drinking for almost two weeks, and I'm a little tired."

No matter how delicious things are, you can't eat them every day.

Yan Yue: "It turned out to be like this. It turned out that I was tired. So for the sake of freshness, even if I go back to pick up garbage to eat, I don't want to force myself to eat what is in front of me."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Ruan Zhimu: "I have no other meaning."

The appearance of Yan Yue's low pressure is really scary.

He obviously has no expression or loses his temper, but his eyes, nose and mouth are full of gloom, which makes people feel timid.

Ruan Zhimu was a little timid.

But the matter has come to this point, it is useless to back down, he can only bite the bullet and continue acting.

Yan Yue took a step forward, his eyes fell on the silver flash around his neck: "When did you buy the necklace?"

Ruan Zhimu: "It's nothing, a gift from a friend."

Yan Yue: "... Zhan Zihang?"

Ruan Zhimu: "Yes."

Yan Yue: "Why did you accept the things he gave you? Why did you go to the hospital to see him today? You obviously broke up."

Ruan Zhimu: "He got into a car accident today just to look for me, and he has already explained to me the previous misunderstanding. I found that I still treat him very well...so..."

According to the script, he should say tenderly at this moment, "We are likely to get back together."

But looking at Yan Yue's expression, Ruan Zhimu couldn't speak.

The veins on Yan Yue's temples suddenly bulged: "...Are you a fucking idiot?"

Judging by Yan Yue's expression, he should have endured it from the moment he went to the hospital, until now, the guess was confirmed, and he finally broke out uncontrollably.

It was the first time Ruan Zhimu was scolded as an idiot face to face.

But I can't get angry.

If he was Yan Yue, seeing his friend falling in love with his brain, he might scold him harder than him.

Ruan Zhimu: "...he's actually not that bad...a little misunderstanding before..."

Yan Yue stared at him: "He said that he broke his leg because of you, so you believe it?"

Ruan Zhimu took out the necklace from his clothes: "I misunderstood... Before he said he would give me a necklace, I thought he was writing a bad check. I just found out today that the necklace was really out of stock by chance..."

Yan Yue stared at the black poker-shaped necklace pendant.

Ruan Zhimu didn't pay attention to it before, but now he puts it in front of him and takes a closer look, mother, why is there a piece of paint on the side of this thing rubbed off.

Zhan Zihang is so forceful, he pretends to be affectionate and doesn't know how to write a book.

Yan Yue was still staring, Ruan Zhimu could only bite the bullet and hold up the necklace.

"No," Yan Yue said, "You were clearly sober before, why did you suddenly change your mind?"

The whole thing is very strange.Zhan Zihang's car accident was strange, and Ruan Zhimu's heart softened even more strangely.

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Yan Yue: "Couldn't it be, you deliberately pretended to get back together with him in order to reject me."

"You think too much," Ruan Zhimu said, "The matter between me and him has nothing to do with others. Whether you like me or not is also your business. I don't have so much free time."

Do a full play.

Ruan Zhimu made some supper at home and planned to send it to the hospital at night.

The moment he went out, Yan Yue grabbed his wrist.

With great strength, Ruan Zhimu couldn't break free.

Ruan Zhimu was in pain: "You..."

Yan Yue: "Do you know the consequences of lying to me?"

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Yan Yue's pupils were dark, and he looked at him expressionlessly.

Normally, he would sometimes show such a gloomy expression, but it doesn't seem to be as good as it is now...

So paranoid, sharp.

It makes people feel as if their ankles are entangled in seaweed and they are about to drown and suffocate.

Ruan Zhimu couldn't help shrinking his neck: "...consequences?"

The paranoia in Yan Yue's eyes only appeared for a moment, and then he returned to his usual appearance.

"It's nothing," he said. "The consequence is that I will find out the truth so that you can't lie to me again."

Ruan Zhimu felt that this did not seem to be his true words.

He pressed his temple: "What are you looking for, you can't even finish your homework. You worry about what you have and what you don't have every day."

Are children from rich families so carefree?

When he was in high school, he didn't have time to catch up on sleep every day, and he used his spare time to work or play games, so he didn't have time to care about others.

Yan Yue let go of his hand.

Ruan Zhimu was holding the heat preservation box, and turned and left under the staring gaze that made people sit on pins and needles.

When going down the stairs, he didn't pay attention to the steps, staggered, and almost rolled down the stairs.

In desperation, he grabbed Yan Yue's cuff with his backhand, and almost dragged Yan Yue downstairs together.

Yan Yueqing easily hugged his waist, his tone was still cold: "You want to take this opportunity to murder me?"

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Yan Yue: "Don't be so guilty."

Ruan Zhimu: "...I just didn't stand firm."

Yan Yue stared at him: "Then you look into my eyes and swear, if you tell half a lie, you will be poor and unable to make a fortune for the rest of your life."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

It's just...too deceiving!

Ruan Zhimu really didn't dare to swear this poisonous oath.

He was superstitious in his bones, especially when money was involved.

Every year during the Chinese New Year, the Bodhisattva Maitreya, the Buddha, and the Stove Lord are not in a hurry. First, they respectfully burn incense and bathe and offer incense to the God of Wealth, so that the wealth of the coming year will be abundant. This is the most important thing.

Yan Yue: "As expected, I dare not."

"I just think it's too naive," Ruan Zhimu said nonchalantly, "I'm leaving, you go to bed early, don't wait for me."

The author says:

If green tea is jealous, it will turn black into a sick girl...