Wife-chasing crematorium of a wealthy old man

Qi Zhijie leaned down and looked at the blood stains on his hands from his mouth, but he didn't feel any pain.

Where is the pain?

is the heart.

He didn't want to argue with Lu Zhizhou anymore, or in other words, he didn't dare to argue with him anymore.

The person who hurt Mu Xun the most was himself.

He bowed his head and left sadly.

It was past eleven o'clock in the morning, and the sun was just right, reflecting Qi Zhijie's despair.

Of course Mu Xun, who was ventilating outside the ward, didn't know that the two actually had a fight downstairs.

The first thing he saw was Lu Zhizhou, and he couldn't help being startled when he saw the corner of his mouth with a little blood.

"Is Uncle He asleep?" Lu Zhizhou covered his mouth and asked him a little deceivingly.

"No, what's wrong with your mouth? Is it..." Before he finished speaking, Qi Zhijie, who was hanging his head, also walked over with his hand covering his mouth.

Mu Xun's eyes widened, and he fixed his eyes on Qi Zhijie who was in a hurry and flustered.

Now you don't need to ask him to know what's going on.

These two people who add up to more than 50 years old should have been fighting just now.

He called Qi Zhijie who was about to enter the ward: "Uncle He is not asleep yet, are you going in like this to say that you walked up the stairs and landed on your mouth?"

The man stopped at the door of the ward. For some reason, he always had the feeling of being caught by his parents after fighting in his school days.

"My phone is inside, please help me get it."

Mu Xun shook his head and walked past him into the room.

Qi Zhijie and Lu Zhizhou were left in the corridor.

There was a sense of shame in the awkward atmosphere.

If Mu Xun came out a few minutes later, he would probably be able to see the scene of the two of them wrestling together.

He handed the phone to Qi Zhijie, staring at the man's face intently.

For the first time, a man tasted what it means to have nowhere to hide.

Mu Xun looked at the wound on the lower left corner of his lip, then at the wound on the lower right corner of Lu Zhizhou's lip, and couldn't help laughing: "You're playing parallel symmetry here."

The man took the phone, knowing that he was shameless: "I have something to go out, come to see Uncle He at night."

After he finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

Mu Xun looked at his back and couldn't help laughing, Lu Zhizhou who was beside him looked at him smiling, and also smirked happily.

"What are you laughing at? You two." Mu Xun turned his head and patted him.

"Laugh when you smile." Lu Zhizhou scratched his head, he grinned fiercely just now, the corners of his mouth that didn't feel pain at first started to ache, and his smiling face wrinkled together as if he had eaten bitter melon.

Seeing him like this, Mu Xun's already suppressed smile ignited again, he shrugged his shoulders and bent his lips unscrupulously: "Are you still laughing?"

"Stop laughing..." Lu Zhizhou gently pressed the corner of his injured mouth with his index finger knuckles, the pain was severe.

"Why did you do it?" After laughing for a long time, Mu Xun finally said something serious.

"He deserves a beating."

"Come here and I'll take you to the nurse for some medicine."

"it is good."

I don't know if it was because of Lu Zhizhou's presence, Qi Zhijie spent less and less time in the hospital, and after a few glances at He Jing, he hurried to leave.

Mu Xun was also cold to him at first, but he couldn't bear to see the more and more serious injury on the corner of his lips.

That day when he went home to change clothes for Uncle He, he saw Qi Zhijie sitting in the workshop.

Seeing him through the window, Qi Zhijie felt a little overwhelmed.

He wanted to hide here.

Mu Xun didn't seem to want to talk to him, and just passed by the window, he was a little disappointed, but he also understood that it was a matter of course.

Since then, he has become a stranger, and it is his own fault.

He lowered his head again in a daze, and began to carve the piece of white jade in his hand.

The dusk outside the window faded into night before he came out of the workshop.

But he found that Mu Xun hadn't left yet, and was sitting in front of the stone table in the yard, with the medicine box beside it.

The last time he saw this medicine box was when he applied medicine to Mu Xun's fingers.

As if it was just yesterday.

"Come here." Mu Xun didn't turn his eyes to look at him.

Qi Zhijie paused slightly before walking towards him: "What's wrong."

"You haven't dealt with your mouth yet, are you waiting to make an appointment at the plastic surgery hospital?" Mu Xun then slowly raised his eyes, motioning for him to sit across from him.

In fact, Qi Zhijie had treated the wound, but it was done casually. He didn't expect that such a small injury would not heal for a long time, but it would become more and more serious.

He obediently sat down on the stone bench, and Mu Xun immediately opened the medicine box and took out alcohol and cotton swabs.

And Qi Zhijie stretched out his face naturally.

Mu Xun took the alcohol and gently and carefully applied the alcohol and ointment on him.

Qi Zhijie didn't dare to move or speak during the whole process, he just wanted to secretly enjoy the tenderness of this moment without any trace.

This should not belong to his tenderness.

In fact, Mu Xun is also enjoying the feeling of this moment.

In his ears are the chirping of cicadas in the summer night of the Manhe River, the rustling of the branches of the old trees in the yard, and the person he loves beside him.

It's like going back to the days three years ago.

very nice.

But no matter how slowly he applied the medicine, the medicine would always be finished.

The moment he closed the medicine box, Qi Zhijie spoke with a hoarse voice: "You shouldn't be nice to me, not at all."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just afraid that you will go to Lu Zhizhou." He replied, lifting the medicine box and getting up from the stone bench, "Uncle He will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and I will go to Hokkaido in two days. Uncle received Fu Dong to take care of him."

"What are you doing in Hokkaido?"

"Dating."

He was deliberately vague.

He did succeed, because the always indifferent man answered anxiously and asked, "Yue... Isn't Lu Zhizhou in the country?"

Mu Xun raised his eyebrows and looked at him with interest: "What does this have to do with you?"

"No." The man lowered his eyes, dejectedly.

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Qi told me a few days ago that Zhizhou is a very good destination. Of course, I must seize this opportunity." Mu Xun fixed his gaze on Qi Zhijie. , and added, "You're right."

"Mu Xun, don't provoke me." Those peachy eyes stared at him fiercely.

Mu Xun was not afraid of him: "Qi Zhijie, you said this yourself."

The man closed his eyes, looked up at the stars in the sky, and let out a long breath: "Yes, I said it all, you don't love me anymore, there is no other way, I can only do this."

In the lonely night sky like splashed ink, there is life because of the twinkling stars.

And he, a lonely person, has lost the star that illuminates himself.

Mu Xun was silent, and looked up at the sky with his neck up.

Sometimes he felt that Qi Zhijie was really stupid.

If he doesn't like him anymore, can't he work hard to make himself like him again?

Can't you be like yourself, work harder, work harder and walk towards him.

Why define love in a box.

Why is it so reasonable at this time.

He wants Qi Zhijie to know that losing himself is not something that can be easily overcome.

He wants to let him, love him, cherish him.

Just as if he was the same as himself.

The next day, after arranging for He Jing to be discharged from the hospital, Mu Xun planned to book a plane ticket and bring He Jing back to Fu Dongan.

He Jing didn't want to leave no matter what he said, Mu Xun couldn't persuade him, so he had to stay and planned to stay with him for a few more days to see the situation.

Originally, Lu Zhizhou, who was playing with him in Manhe, became a free coolie, sometimes tidying up the house and sometimes looking after the shop.

As for Qi Zhijie, he only occasionally appears in antique shops or in He Jing's bedroom.

He didn't have the courage to watch Mu Xun and Lu Zhizhou stick like glue.

He Jing seemed to have a good impression of Lu Zhizhou, which undoubtedly made him even more depressed.

That day, he secretly put a piece of jade pendant he carved on Mu Xun's table in the workshop, but was caught by Lu Zhizhou.

"Hey, can you stop doing so many little tricks?"

The author says:

Military training is over tomorrow! !

I'm sleepy, good night, babies~