bad kid

Ruan Zhimu was groggy and sick for many days.

It stands to reason that it is not a serious illness, but it is intermittent, like a continuous and passionate autumn rain, and it is not always good.

At first he thought the medicine was bitter and refused to take it. Later, Yan Yue put his fingers into his mouth, opened his mouth, and forced to feed the dark brown medicine soup into it.

Hey, it was fed in, and after five or six seconds, it was spit out again intact.

Yan Yue didn't dare to force-feed him anymore, for fear of hurting his throat.

So Ruan Zhimu fell asleep again.

When a person is sick, the perception of time is very slow. Ruan Zhimu felt as if he had slept for a century, and then suddenly heard someone whispering in his ear: "Brother Ruan, Brother Ruan, if you sleep again, you will die." Turned into a pig."

Ruan Zhimu opened his eyes and saw a face he hadn't seen in five years.

……Shirakawa.

Bai Chuan was worried, and leaned over to look at him. He was wearing a loose white shirt and blue jeans. His appearance had hardly changed from when he was 17, except that he had changed from shy and delicate to more refined and beautiful. His hair hung down to his shoulders and his temples were tied Behind the ears, at first glance, male and female are indistinguishable, like a delicate girl.

Seeing him awake, Bai Chuan's eyes lit up instantly: "Awake!"

Heavy footsteps came from the left side of the bed, someone watched him carefully, and another rough and low voice sounded: "I'll get the medicine here."

Ruan Zhimu was a little dazed, and turned his head with difficulty, only seeing Luo Jiang's back.

"How do you..."

Is he in a dream?

Seeing two acquaintances all of a sudden, I suddenly have the feeling of going back to five years ago, as if nothing has changed.

Bai Chuan hurriedly wiped his face with a towel and fed him water: "I knew you were sick, so I hurried over here. Actually, I knew you were in City S before, but I had a lot of homework a while ago, so I didn't Come to see you."

"Luo Jiang called you to discuss something, but you couldn't pick it up because you were in a coma, Yan...uh... I just picked up the phone. He knew that you were in a hurry to get sick, so I gave him the address, and he rushed over. "

In fact, there was one more thing he kept a secret.

Luo Jiang rushed over and saw Ruan Zhimu dying and lifeless, so angry that he wanted to beat Yan Yue on the spot.

Yan Yue stood, didn't hide, didn't move.

He was like an empty shell that lost his soul, without any emotion in his eyes, just mechanically staring at Ruan Zhimu who was sleeping on the bed.

It seems that he will get better just by watching it for a second.

Later, it was Bai Chuan who stopped Luo Jiang.

Bai Chuan scolded him for not being able to distinguish the point. The most important thing now is of course to get Ruan Zhimu back to health quickly.

Only then did Luo Jiang put on a cold face, and reluctantly retracted his fist.

Now that the man woke up, Bai Chuan and Luo Jiang got busy, feeding him water, medicine, porridge, applying towels and massaging him.

When he woke up a little bit, Bai Chuan was afraid that he would fall asleep again, so he started to chat with him again, from high school memories to college career, from the economy of S City to the income of Internet celebrity live broadcasts, from poetry to philosophy of life.

Bai Chuan recalled emotionally: "Remember, Brother Ruan, I told you before that the poached chicken in the high school cafeteria is the best—"

Luo Jiang said abruptly: "There can be five chicken butts in a bowl."

Shirakawa:"……"

Bai Chuan sighed again: "A few days ago, I went to eat at a delicious restaurant. It's at No. 31 Shuwan Road. That one sells fish and chips. When you recover from illness, we'll go eat..."

Luo Jiang: "Can a person who has just recovered from illness eat such greasy food?"

Shirakawa:"……"

Bai Chuan gritted his teeth: "Also, you haven't broadcast live these few days, and many of your fans on the Internet are worried about you. When you recover from your illness, then..."

Luo Jiang curled his lips: "If you work hard to earn a little in one night, it's better to come directly to my store to get the dividend."

Bai Chuan glared at him: "I'm talking to Brother Ruan, why are you interrupting?"

Luo Jiang: "Did I talk to you?"

Bai Chuan: "You said it just after I finished speaking, didn't you interrupt?"

Luo Jiang: "I'm talking to Xiao Ruan, it's none of your business."

……

The two started arguing like elementary school students.

Ruan Zhimu couldn't laugh or cry.

Although the noise gave him a bit of a headache, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became active, and his spirit improved a lot. It seemed that he had returned to the carefree five years ago. The best look.

While watching the two quarreling with a smile, he suddenly felt a figure flash past outside the door.

Ruan Zhimu was startled, then realized that it was Yan Yue.

They were talking just now, feeding him porridge and medicine... Yan Yue has been watching silently outside.

How would Yan Yue feel when he was standing in the corner watching them laughing and fighting.

Ruan Zhimu covered the back of his right hand with his left hand, and his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, pressing out a half-moon-shaped red mark.

But the pain in the flesh still seems to be unable to cover up the pain in the heart.

Every time he wanted to pretend nothing had happened, pretended not to see him, pretended to be free and easy... His body would jump out to protest, punishing his inconsistency with self-abuse pain.

Man is the most cunning creature in the world, so cunning that he can lie to everyone.

Only there is no way to lie to myself.

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Ruan Zhimu's health gradually recovered amidst the noise of the two primary school students.

On the way, Bai Chuan went back to his hometown, saying that an elder had passed away and he wanted to go back to pay his respects.

When he came back, Bai Chuan was full of emotion: "Actually, I don't know this elder very well. It's just that he hugged me a few times when I was very young. I lost my red envelope one year and cried a lot. He hugged me I coaxed him for a long time, but he refused to go when the adults called him to play cards."

"I didn't expect that when we meet again, it will already be parting."

"On the flight back, I was thinking, life is really short, some people have things, if you miss it, it will be a lifetime."

"In a lifetime, the long life is more than 3 days, and the short life is only more than 2 days."

"For example, there are some people who love each other but can't be together, who miss each other but refuse to say it openly... If you regret it when you get old, it's really too late."

Luo Jiang glared at him hard.

Bai Chuan pretended not to see it, and asked Ruan Zhimu, "Brother Ruan, do you think so?"

He knew he was acting a little obvious, but he was in a hurry.

Every time they joked, Yan Yue would just sit silently in the living room and type on the computer.

Ruan Zhimu actually looked absent-minded, on the surface he was listening to them carefully, but in fact his eyes glanced at the living room from time to time.

Seeing the awkwardness of the two of them, Bai Chuan felt depressed.

In the evening, Bai Chuan will go back to school, and Luo Jiang will also go back to the store to supervise the work.

The two stood side by side in the elevator, Luo Jiang was smoking an unlit cigarette, with his right hand in his trouser pocket, looking at Bai Chuan thoughtfully.

Bai Chuan said angrily, "What are you looking at, I've never seen a beauty."

Luo Jiang frowned, bit his cigarette holder, and said nothing.

After getting out of the elevator, Luo Jiang lit his cigarette with a silver-white lighter, blocked him in the corridor with a body like a copper wall and iron wall, and sneered, "Is it too obvious?"

Bai Chuan thought for a while before realizing that he was talking about his "borrowing things to describe people" just now.

Looking at his physique, Bai Chuan faintly felt weak.

In an instant, the memories of being persecuted in high school, ordered to buy food and water, and copying homework all came to my mind.

In high school, the fear of Luo Yan Wang was engraved into the marrow of his bones.

Bai Chuan pretended to be calm: "What's wrong with me, what I said is the truth..."

Luo Jiang interrupted him: "How much did Yan Yue pay you for helping him like this?"

Bai Chuan asked him back: "Why can I only help Yan Yue and not Brother Ruan?"

Luo Jiang was slightly taken aback.

Bai Chuan looked at him: "I don't believe you can't see... how many times, when we were talking in the room, Brother Ruan's eyes drifted to the living room. You are more familiar with him than I am with him. What kind of feeling is it, you should know better than me."

"As for Yan Yue... Needless to say, the screws on the bench at home can show his affection for Brother Ruan."

Luo Jiang didn't speak.

Bai Chuan hesitated for a moment, and decided to try hard to win over his allies: "You don't know how miserable Yan Yue has been in the past five years. For a long time, he drank and smoked to get by, didn't eat for three days, and almost..."

Luo Jiang interrupted him sharply.

"Then do you know how Ruan Zhimu suffered from insomnia for a long time, waking up from the dream every now and then calling Yan Yue's name, crying until the pillow was wet?"

He didn't know about it at first. One time he asked Ruan Zhimu to discuss the store, because it was too late, Ruan Zhimu slept on the sofa in the hotel all night.

In just a few hours, Ruan Zhimu woke up crying twice.

After waking up, holding his hand, tears were streaming down my face, and my heart was palpitating.

That's why, for a long time, he thought that Yan Yue was a scumbag, because he failed Ruan Zhimu.

That's why he was so indifferent when he saw Yan Yue in the parking lot.

Bai Chuan was stunned.

Suddenly there was the sound of fallen leaves sweeping the ground.

The two turned their heads and saw Yan Yue, who was all in black and couldn't see his expression clearly, standing in the corner of the shadow for a long time.

The author says:

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