Chapter 100

"Mom, Xiaoyi is not a fool. Xiaoyi is very kind." He doesn't like others calling him a fool, and doesn't like others giving advice to Xiaoyi. Ye Yan thinks that a fool doesn't know how to like it for countless times. However, he still can't help missing a fool.

"Ye Yan, from now on, you must forget that fool." Meng Yushen gave an order. She put down the food, "you can't leave this room until you are well."

"Mom, where's Xiaoyi? Where has Xiaoyi gone? " Seeing that Meng Yu was going out, Ye Yan asked hurriedly.

"He, I sent him to Meng Fu." Meng Yu smiled strangely.

Then he closed the door.

Ye Yan stared at the closed door and recalled the ferocity on Meng Yu's face that day. He couldn't express his worries. He stood up and walked to the dinner table.

As soon as he left, there was a harsh sound in the room.

His feet were tied with an iron chain, which was firmly tied to the head of the bed.

He hated listening to this sound, but he couldn't get rid of it. After eating, he knew that he would be ruthlessly devastated by the neurologist in front of him. The funny thing is that those doctors speak academic words, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but refuse to explain that homosexuality / sexual love is not a disease.

Yes, they just take the money.

It doesn't matter if you're really sick.

Ye Yan doesn't know how long this will last. He misses Xiaoyi more and more. If he is really ill, he thinks he may be suffering from vulgar "lovesickness".

……

Gu Ze brought a lot of books and put them on his desk. They are not legal books. He knows that reading such books will force Meng Fu to collapse.

He said, "do you want to read?"

He took out the book, spread it out and put it in front of Meng Fu. "I don't know if you've finished reading it."

When he bought a book in the library of the town, he glanced at the book Meng Fu read. He remembered the name of the book firmly, and then he found the book himself.

"I don't want to read." Meng Fu said, "I just want to know the investigation results of the case."

"The police are still searching. The detective also said that he found the trace of the suspect, but let him escape. Since he can find it, it won't take many days."

"OK." He finally showed a little smile, a sad smile, a smile that can't be called a smile.

"Yes." Gu Ze nodded and felt distressed.

He not only hopes to find the criminal quickly, but also hopes not to find it so quickly. He has a faint hunch in his heart that this person will completely fall when he finds the criminal or hears that the criminal is sentenced to death by the law.

All the reasons that can support it no longer exist.

"Why don't you go out for a walk?" He asked again.

The house always feels dull and depressed.

"No."

"Yes."

After a while, Meng Fu opened the quilt, put on his clothes, put on his scarf around his neck and walked to the door of the florist.

Gu Ze hurried behind. He didn't understand why he came here. He looked at Meng Fu and asked the clerk for potted plants. They were several beautiful red roses. He asked how to breed well and how to make the flowers bloom more brilliantly.

Then he went back home.

Taking out the ashes, Weng grabbed a handful of ashes with trembling fingers and stuffed them in the flowerpot.

"What are you doing?" Guze asked in surprise.

For a long time, he said, "my brother is allergic to pollen. Other flowers are OK. Especially roses, but Xiaoyi likes roses very much. "

The more things you can't touch, the more you like them.

At that time, in Guze's family, Meng Yi once picked Guze's daffodils and coveted other flowers. He was always very nervous, on the one hand, Meng Yi was allergic to flowers, on the other hand, it was Guze's flowers.

Fortunately, there are no roses in the Guze family.

The ashes were filled in the flowerpot little by little. He said, "the flowers are blooming, and my Xiaoyi is still alive."

Reach out your fingers and gently touch the petals.

"Yes."

He stood in front of the flowers for a long time, and he looked at him for a long time. Until, looking at his cheeks more and more abnormal red, he stretched out his hand and touched his forehead in a panic.

Meng Fu took two steps back.

But he approached and pressed him, his forehead against his forehead, "no, he has a fever again."

He pushed him to bed and said, "the town is small. I'll call the doctor at the clinic. Wait, don't run out."

"No." Meng Fu's voice gradually decreased. The man had left quickly, leaving only his back.

The doctor arrived soon, gave a drip and prescribed some medicine. His eyes unconsciously stared at the scar on Meng Fu's wrist. Finally, he sighed, "his serious malnutrition will be unbearable if he doesn't adjust."

The doctor is gone.

Gu Ze squatted in front of the bed. He said, "Meng Fu, how do you feel?"

"I feel good. Maybe it will last until the day the murderer catches him. " A vain smile appeared on his face.

"Stop it. I don't want to hear you say that."

He hesitated and put his hand over the back of his hand.

His hand did not retract, or he was too lazy to retract, so he held it tighter.

Gu Ze asked Secretary Wang to bring a lot of nutrients. When Meng Fu lay in bed or sat looking at the roses, he studied all kinds of dishes in the kitchen, which were nutritious and which could be supplemented. He also remembered that Meng Fu liked more about what dishes at the dinner table.

He buried himself in cooking.

When he saw Meng Fu eating, he frowned and thought about improving. Seeing him eat more, he was full of joy.

The most words Meng Fu said to him every day was, "has the murderer been caught? How are the findings? "

Gu Ze answered truthfully and saw his eyes dim. He thought of ways to make him happier, turn over some books, or play some movies. He even talked about the embarrassing things that happened to the directors at the meeting before.

He said that at that time, he was angry and regretted that his performance did not rise. People at the bottom were trembling. It was the finance minister who loved flattery most in the past who farted. He smiled with a black face. He didn't laugh. People at the bottom didn't dare to laugh. They all turned red and became Guan Gong.

Meng Fu slightly hooked the corners of his lips.

This slight change made Guze very happy. Then, no matter how Meng Fu didn't respond, he said, said and observed.

Secretary Wang said, "Mr. Gu, I never thought you would love someone like this."

Guze smiled. "I never thought I would love someone like this."

Wholeheartedly, just think of him, just want him to laugh.

Gu Ze brought in the newly stewed bird's nest and fed him one mouthful at a time. Gu Ze smiled slightly in his eyes and wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel.

"Guze, it's useless for you to do this." He said faintly, "I can't pay it back."

"Don't you return it."

"Don't you just want to do / love with me?" He asked again.

"You know it's not," Gu Zehui, with heartache, "I just want to like you. It doesn't matter if you don't like me. "

Meng Fu lowered his eyelids and then turned to look at the red rose.

Gu Ze followed his eyes, stared at his cheek and said slowly, "what a coincidence. When I went out this morning, I met a little girl. The little girl didn't know why she had been chasing me. As soon as I looked back, the little girl stepped on a banana peel and fell. As soon as I smiled, the girl scolded and didn't stand up. Suddenly a car came next to her and splashed her with mud and water. The girl sat on the ground wronged and cried loudly, as if I had bullied her. " Guze smiled. "I remember that the girl once bought books from you."

"It's you." Meng Fu said.

"Huh?"

"It's you. She never came again."

Guze pursed his lips, "so you know." When he learned that the girl was secretly in love with Meng Fu, he warned the girl not to approach Meng Fu and said that Meng Fu's lover was himself.

He still remembered the girl's gaping appearance and the girl's disbelief until he said piously, I love him, you don't have a chance.

The girl finally believed it.

"I'm too selfish." Guze said, "I won't interfere with you in the future. You can like whichever you like. Xie Zhenzhen is OK. I'll help you find Xie Zhenzhen, okay? " He proposed, he was unwilling to do so.

Guze thought that he could retreat to such a point.

Just happy for him.

"Xie Zhenzhen's child is your child. You like her and you should be with her."

He put his hand in his pocket and turned his eyes elsewhere, as if to drown his extreme reluctance.

Meng Fu said nothing.

He continued, "I'll call Secretary Wang now and ask him to contact Xie Zhenzhen to see if Xie Zhenzhen is with her husband."

Then he really took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a call.

Meng said, "she's married. Don't bother her. " I can't take care of her. I don't know how she is.

"OK."

He put down his cell phone.

After a long silence, he got up and poured him a cup of hot water, tested the temperature against his cheek and handed it to him, "I've been thirsty for so long."

He took it, "Guze, I don't like anything, and I don't want to like it."

"I won't interfere with you, Meng Fu. Forget what I said before. You have the right to happiness. "

The last sentence, really.

Especially sincere.

Maybe, I can't help but want to interfere with you and drive away all the people who like you, but I hope you get happiness.

"OK." He drank the water and sensed the temperature.

At night, the fog was thick. Gu Ze sat at the head of his bed and looked at him. He didn't know who was asleep or not. He secretly kissed him like a thief.

"Meng Fu, maybe you are awake."

You know everything very well, and you choose not to understand anything.

I dare not tell Meng Fu that I don't want these days to pass so quickly. Such a painful day is also the closest day between me and his only heart.