flammable relationship

Fu Yiheng felt that the barefoot doctor was chattering, and the way he looked at him was weird, which made people feel uncomfortable, and he didn't want to stay here for a second.After confirming that Wei Ran's pulse and heartbeat were normal, he took off the dirty coat on the boy's body that might cause wound infection in a minute, and put on his own. After paying the medical bills, he picked up the man and went out.

"Hey, don't forget the anti-inflammatory medicine." Uncle Lame shouted from behind, "There is also this effervescent tablet, which prevents dehydration and replenishes electrolytes! This is a magic medicine. Drink it and you will wake up immediately. If you don't wake up, come smash my signboard." !"

Fu Yiheng had already reached the door, then turned back and put the medicine in his pocket.

"Effervescent tablets are extra, five hundred." Lame Uncle Lion opened his mouth wide, spread five fingers, and sat on the ground to raise the price.

No matter how lacking the common sense of life, Mr. Fu felt that the price was unreasonable, and asked suspiciously, "Why are effervescent tablets so expensive?"

The lame uncle was stroking his gray hair on the temples, and dispelled the doubts of such rich people with three tried and tested words: "Imported."

Fu Yiheng was silent, obediently took out his wallet, and handed out five hundred-yuan bills.

When he turned around again, Wei Ran lay on Teacher Fu's back limply, and gave a middle finger to the cripple who was riding the fire. The latter had an innocent face and a childlike innocence. Shy fingers love hearts.

Wei Ran was so angry that he couldn't pretend anymore, he endured it again and again, so he didn't directly violently smash the signboard.

The road outside the alley is a strictly controlled section, and there are fines for parking violations. Fu Yiheng parked the car in the underground garage of a large shopping mall, and it took about ten minutes to walk there.

The spring is cold and the night is windy and cold. The two kapok trees planted at the entrance of the alley bloomed a few warm flowers. From a distance, the bare branches are dotted with sporadic orange red, and a glimmer of life quietly emerges from the bleakness.

Wei Ran's two arms were naturally hanging on the side of Fu Yiheng's neck, and his cheeks were sticking to the back of Fu Yiheng's ears, with bursts of slightly hot breath blowing out on the sensitive skin. Shaking, Fu Yiheng felt Wei Ran's dry lips inadvertently rubbing against his ear.

The sound of breathing is seductive.

Heart trembling.

He slowed down, exhaled slowly, and tilted his head away from the ambiguous heat source.Then he lowered his eyes and counted the mosaic stone slabs passing by without distraction.

The pale moonlight sprinkled from the top of the head, and shone into the gaps between the bluestone slabs in the alley, and the dirty garbage embedded in the gaps had nowhere to hide.

Wei Ran squinted his eyes, sniffing the breath of Fu Yiheng's neck intently and unscrupulously.He is tall, and Fu Yiheng obviously had some difficulty carrying him on his back. There was a little sweat on his temples and neck. The sweat permeated from the inside out, condensing the most mellow smell deep in the human body, which was more deceptive than any perfume that catered to the taste buds.

Wei Ran found that his body temperature was appallingly high, and he was very afraid that this strange temperature would pass through the layers of clothing and burn the person carrying him.

"What should I do with you?"

In the silence, Fu Yiheng suddenly spoke.

Wei Ran was startled suddenly, thinking that he had discovered his little trick, he opened his eyes suddenly, and his heartbeat jumped to a critical value, he turned his eyes stiffly, and saw Teacher Fu's ruby-like earlobe.

Startled, and waited for a while.

Fortunately, that sentence seemed to be talking to himself, and the other party went on: "I may not be able to take you to the hotel today. The ID card is in the briefcase, and the briefcase is at home. I just searched in your pocket. After looking around, I couldn’t find any other documents except the commuter card for entering and leaving the campus... Tsk, today is a good day, and I happened to meet two undocumented homeless people.”

This explanation sounds a bit deliberate, especially when he knows that Wei Ran can't hear it, it seems to be trying to clarify something.

The corners of Wei Ran's mouth twitched, and he decided to strive to be an undocumented homeless person every day in the future.

There is no choice, Wei Ran's home is too far away, and his apartment is near the school, in order to make it easier for Wei Ran to get up and go to school tomorrow, Fu Yiheng can only take him home first.

After returning home, he gently put the person on the sofa, lying on his side so as not to touch the wound on the back of his neck, then Fu Yiheng poured water, adjusted the water temperature, put in an imported effervescent tablet, and then Holding Wei Ran's head, he carefully poured a whole glass of water into it.

After 10 minutes of drinking, Wei Ran really woke up.

Teacher Fu was stunned for a while, then looked back at the effervescent tablets on the coffee table, and felt that the 500 yuan was well worth it.

"This is my home, I'll just stay here tonight."

Regardless of whether Wei Ran just woke up or not, he first gave a concise explanation, then slowed down his speech, and suggested: "I see that you still have a lot of scratches on your body. Don’t go there in a short time, let’s take care of the injury, at least wait until the incision on the back of the neck is healed and the nails removed. Here, this is iodine, this is a cotton swab, this is an anti-inflammatory drug, and this—”

He placed the necessary items in front of Wei Ran one by one: "This is a plastic wrap, and I will wrap it around my neck when I take a shower later to prevent water from entering the wound."

"Teacher." Wei Ran was dazzled, sat up straight, and scratched his head awkwardly, "I haven't told you clearly what's going on today..."

"Go take a bath first. By the way, it's best not to take a shower. Just wipe it with a towel. Once the wound gets infected by water, it will be difficult to deal with." Fu Yiheng went to the bedroom and took a clean towel out without stopping, "Take yourself Clean it up, talk about it slowly if you have anything to do, otherwise, with your sloppy appearance, I really want to throw you out immediately."

This is despised.

"Oh." Wei Ran pursed his mouth, lowered his eyes aggrievedly, got up and asked, "Where is the bathroom?"

"Go straight, the one on the left." Fu Yiheng didn't listen to him, and still had a businesslike tone. After speaking, he went into the bedroom again. This time, he came out with an extra set of clothes in his hand, "I see you are similar to me. Gao, these are my clothes from a few years ago, they should fit well, let's wear them first."

After speaking, he stuffed the clothes into Wei Ran's hands, and without waiting for the other party's response, he turned and went into another room.

Wei Ran caught a glimpse of tall bookcases and desktop computers through the opening, and guessed that the room should be a study.

Standing on the same spot for a while, taking a deep breath, the completely unfamiliar environment was filled with Fu Yiheng's aura, the strong curiosity scratched the young man's heart like a cat's claw, Wei Ran suppressed the desire to look around, obediently entered Restroom, undressed, unscrewed shower.

Turning around and looking in the mirror, the wound on the back of the neck was indeed a bit serious. Wei Ran thought about it, and wrapped a few layers of plastic wrap perfunctorily to keep out the water. As for other scratches on the elbow and knee, it was obvious Did not attract too much attention from him.

This is normal. Wei Ran has been fighting as often as three meals a day since he was a child, and the chance of beating others up is very high. Naturally, he will not be less when he is beaten. This scratch is just like scratching an itch , leave it alone, after two days, you may even forget where the injury is.

After washing, Fu Yiheng just came out of the study.

Wei Ran stepped on the floor with his bare feet, and asked with his wet hair: "I washed the dirty clothes, where do I hang them?"

Fu Yiheng looked over with the water glass in his hand, and was immediately dumbfounded.

In order to avoid some unnecessary embarrassment, he had specially chosen a very conservative dress with a neckline that reached his chin, which could cover everything tightly, but he didn't expect that Wei Ran's legs were longer than his, and he took care of his ankles. Without taking care of the waist, the slacks got stuck on the crotch without embarrassment.That's not the point, the point is that that damn top has a sense of design, with a short front and a long back, which can also cover the collarbone but not the waist.

The combination of this body was so ingenious that Wei Ran had nowhere to put his six-pack abs.

Looking around and unable to find a foothold, Mr. Fu cleared his throat, lowered his head and raised his hand, pointing to the balcony.

Wei Ran nodded, went outside to dry his clothes, opened the sliding door and came in, a blanket fell from the sky and threw it on his face.

"It's cold, wrap it up, don't catch a cold." Fu Yiheng sat cross-legged on the sofa, and smiled politely at him.

Wei Ran rolled up the blanket and wanted to put it on the sofa: "It's not cold, I just took a shower and it's quite warm."

Fu Yiheng still smiled, with firm eyes: "No, you are cold."

Wei Ran: "..."

He retracted his hands silently, wrapped the blanket tightly, and sat down on the side of the tea table, only to find a cup of hot milk and a box of walnut crisps on the glass table.

That's so sweet, Mr. Fu.

Suddenly a warm current surged in his heart, the warm current went up through the esophagus and entered the mouth, sweet and thick like honey, it stuck to Wei Ran's lips and tongue, making him unable to open his mouth.

"Eat, talk while eating."

Fu Yiheng took a financial magazine under the coffee table and flipped through it solemnly.

"That's right, I was beaten up at the school gate." Wei Ran propped his elbows on the table, took a sip of milk, and frowned.

This milk is a little too sweet, like a lot of extra sugar.

"How many people?" Fu Yiheng asked.

"No count."

"Do you know who it is?"

"Not sure yet."

"for what?"

When asked here, Wei Ran's answer faltered, and he snorted coldly, showing his usual arrogant expression.

"To force me to drop out of school." He replied, then shrugged nonchalantly, "But it's not unusual, most people don't like to see my face in school."

Fu Yiheng didn't get used to him either, and echoed: "Well, when I was ignorant, I was too crazy and made too many enemies."

Wei Ran was a little embarrassed: "It seems that Mr. Fu has heard about some of my deeds before."

"Slightly heard."

Wei Ran defended himself: "Well, sometimes rumors are not always true."

"But it's not all fake."

Wei Ran was so stunned that he was speechless, hissed, and leaned over the tea table with his upper body, fawning on him, "I've learned to be good now, try not to cause trouble for you, okay?"

Fu Yiheng raised his eyes, fell into those brown pupils shining with sly light, rolled the magazine into a tube shape, and slammed it on his forehead: "What's good? Be good, not for me, but for yourself."

"Okay, it's for whoever you say it is for."

Wei Ran grinned and stared straight at him from bottom to top.

For a moment, Fu Yiheng felt that this kid was like a little fox wandering around outside the cage, his mind was full of conspiracies and tricks, maybe he was planning a trap right now, trying to catch the canary in the cage To lure out, eat into the belly.

"Then if I really learn to behave..." Wei Ran licked the milk foam on his upper lip, narrowed his narrow eyes, "Stop prejudice against me, okay?"

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