Lazy cancer late stage

The days passed by in such a peaceful way, every morning I got up and made breakfast first, then I woke up Yangzhi, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and fed him.Then Yangzhi will enter the working state.

He needs six hours a day to write, and also spends a lot of time reading.Suddenly one day, Yangzhi stuffed the book into Songsang's hand. "You read it to me."

"what?"

Yang Zhi rubbed his eyes, "My eyes are uncomfortable."

The degree of myopia is not high, more than 200.But his eyes were often bloodshot, and sometimes he couldn't even look directly into the sun.Songsang had no choice but to sit down beside his bed, "That's fine."

It is a thick collection of Tagore's poems.

The afternoon sun streams in through the window.Lie on his back, shielding his eyes with one arm, quietly listening to Songsang's voice.

"You are a night cloud floating in the sky of my dreams.

I have always pictured you with loving longing.

You are mine alone, mine alone, the inhabitant of my endless dreams..."

Yang Zhi suddenly said, "Songsang."

"Ok?"

"Your voice is really nice." Yang Zhi smiled.

Songsang was slightly taken aback, "Uh...it should be that the poems are written better."

"Go on."

"..." Why do you stop praising people halfway...

Since then, Yangzhi seems to have unlocked Songsang's new skills, and asks him to read to him every now and then.Fiction is okay, mostly poetry and prose.

"Wait, that sentence you just said." Yang Zhi would often interrupt him like this.

"what happened?"

"record."

"what?"

Yang Zhi pointed to the drawer, "There is a black book in it, write it down."

"My handwriting is ugly."

"fine."

Songsang hesitated for a moment, but still wrote it down for him: the guilt may not disappear, but the sorrow will pass.

It was a blank excerpt book, filled with more than a dozen pages, it was hard to see that Yang Zhi would do such a troublesome thing.Yang Zhi's handwriting is not very good, the standard flamboyant, but with a little bit of brushwork, it looks very grand at first glance.In comparison, the lines left by Songsang are really like ants crawling.He said that his handwriting was ugly, and he really didn't have a little humility.

"Remember, I'll keep reading!"

Yang Zhi closed his eyes like the master, and let out a "hmm".

To be honest, Songsang didn't dislike this matter, on the contrary, he was very happy to study for Yangzhi.When you give him a book to read by himself, he really can't read it.It's not just that he doesn't have the habit of reading, but he loses his mind when he sees words.There is another reason, which may be a self-suggestion formed over a long period of time: you are a technical secondary school student and a thief.Reading has nothing to do with you, and it is useless to read.

Of course he knew it was useful, but this kind of inferiority has been deeply buried in Songsang's heart.

Yang Zhi asked him to read, articulate, as if giving him a chance.Sometimes, when he was interrupted while reading, Yang Zhi asked him to write down a certain sentence.Songsang would reread that sentence, pondering the truth of this sentence.

The two also often watch movies together, watching programs such as Animal World and The Truth.After more than a month, Songsang felt that she had indeed been nurtured.

There is nothing wrong with worrying about food and drink every day, bickering with Yang Zhi, life is fulfilling and stable.

"I said," during dinner, Songsang raised a topic while picking fish bones for Yang Zhi, "It's been more than a month, what about the salary?"

Yang Zhi likes to eat stuffed, chewing with puffed cheeks, said vaguely: "You can just withdraw money from my card yourself."

Tsk. "Do you know how much money you have in your card?" Songsang asked tentatively.

"Not sure." The money in this card came from the publisher for his first article published four years ago.Yang Zhi seldom goes out, and only uses online shopping.Before Songsang came, the three meals a day were takeaway except instant noodles.Even the fruit was agreed with the peddler at the fruit stand downstairs, supplying it every day and transferring money to him every month.All the money used in the past few years has been deducted from this card, and he does not count, so he has no idea how much is left.

Seeing his bewildered expression, Songsang gave him three thumbs up, "300 million!"

"Oh."

"Oh what? What if I take this money and run away?"

Yang Zhi thought for a while, "I don't know."

Songsang almost didn't come up in one breath, "Call the police! You don't understand this bit of common sense?"

Yang Zhi frowned, "It's too troublesome to call the police."

"Just make a phone call, what's the trouble?"

"To take notes, to ask questions, to collect fingerprints and so on. I guess it will take several weeks."

"..." Seeing Yang Zhi's really indifferent face, Songsang suddenly felt a little regretful, he should have just taken the money and ran away that day, anyway, he didn't bother to chase after him.Songsang met Shang Yangzhi's eyes and said seriously: "Yangzhi, are you really not afraid that I will take your money?"

Yang Zhi nodded, "Scared."

"then you......"

"Do you know?"

Songsang was speechless.

Yangzhi opened his mouth, and Songsang stuffed him with a piece of fish, and he chewed and said, "I'm more afraid of trouble."

really......

But no matter how peaceful the day is, there will always be some small ups and downs. Otherwise, life is far more exciting than TV dramas.In late July, on a scorching summer day, the family ushered in another guest.

"Ding-dong-"

"Which one?" Songsang opened the door unpreparedly.

A man in a suit stood outside the door.Songsang didn't even look at the one who opened the door for him, pushed him away vigorously, and rushed into Yangzhi's bedroom in a hurry. "Yang—stop—"

Songsang didn't react for a while, and then hurriedly followed into the bedroom. "Wait, who are you?"

I saw the man half-kneeling on the bed, pinching Yang Zhi's neck with both hands, shaking desperately, "You bastard! Don't answer my phone call! Don't answer my email! I fucking thought you hung up!"

A handsome man in a well-fitting suit made such a move with a ferocious face. The sight... Songsang even forgot to rescue Yangzhi.It is said that it was the first time to see Yang Zhi in such a distressed state, he was pinched and shaken, unable to speak.Well, Songsang has long wanted to do this.

"Let go, let go!" Yang Zhi hammered the man's arm twice, but the strength disparity was too great, the man didn't let go at all, so he could only ask Songsang, who stood watching the show, for help, "Help me..."

At least it was the employer, Songsang stepped forward and pulled the man, "Well, can you let go first, Yang Zhi is about to be strangled to death by you."

"Deer deserves it!" The man glanced at Songsang, and finally let him go.Then he made a handsome gesture that is only used by male protagonists in TV dramas: panting and tugging on his tie.

It is not easy for him to wear so many clothes on such a hot day.Songsang didn't have time to look at him a few more times, and stepped forward to give him a coughing cough.This job is really getting better and better.

"Are you OK."

"Ahem, it's okay, ahem!" Yang Zhi's face turned red.

"That..." Songsang looked at the man standing under the air conditioner, "Who are you?"

Unexpectedly, the man did not answer his question, but looked Songsang up and down, squinted his eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

"I... I am Yang Zhi's full-time nanny."

"Pfft!" The man didn't stop when he heard this, shrugged his shoulders, stared at him and laughed loudly, "Full-time nanny? Hahahahaha..."

What's so funny about the black lines appearing on Songsang's head? "Who are you?"

"My brother." came a weak voice.

"Your brother?"

The man wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, "Yeah. His brother."

Songsang looked at the man again, and sure enough, he had a seven-point resemblance to Yang Zhi.He also has a handsome and three-dimensional face, but his hair and eyebrows are neatly trimmed, and his beard is clean-shaven. He has a tall figure and a black suit.It shows its superior appearance and mature charm temperament at a glance.In comparison, Yang Zhi is simply a big dirty dog.I mean, I haven't shaved him recently.

"Uh... hello, my name is Songsang."

"My name is Yang An." Yang An smiled and extended his hand politely, Songsang froze for a moment before reaching out to hold it.

After getting to know each other, Yang An turned to push the person on the bed, "Yang Zhi, where is your phone?"

Yang Zhi gave him a blank look, then Yang An fumbled on the bed by himself, and quickly took out his cell phone from under the pillow. "I knew you had blocked me, no wonder I couldn't get through." Yang An quickly tapped the screen with his fingers, pulling his number out of the blacklist.Then he tapped Yang Zhi's head hard with his mobile phone, "You've grown up!"

Yang Zhi waved his hands impatiently, "What's the matter with you, tell me!"

"Go back to school next semester!"

He frowned, "No!"

"If you don't want it, you have to!" Yangan stood up, "The formalities are all done for you, if you don't go back, your parents will come to see you."

"It's not that they are bored, why do they care about me?"

"If you don't believe me, try it." Yang An glared at him, "This month, quickly correct your messy problems."

Yang Zhi still had that stubborn look, "I can't change it."

Yang An clenched one hand into a fist, and the other hand creaked his knuckles on the ground, staring at Yang Zhi with a slanted smile, "If you can't change it, I'll smash your lazy bones."

Songsang can see that there are people who can suppress Yang Zhi. "I can't break this article."

"It didn't stop you. You can study during the day and write at night."

Writing essays is not as easy as it looks to outsiders. Every time I finish writing, I feel as if I have taken medicine, and I lose all my strength.

"Then it's better to knock my bones, and have a better time."

Although Yang An looks like a social elite, Songsang can see that he is not a gentle person in the past ten minutes of getting along with him.Seeing that he was about to burn with anger, he quickly stepped forward, "Hey, Brother Yang'an, don't be angry, I can try it for him."

"Songsang, don't." He heard an aggrieved voice from behind.

Songsang turned her head and stared at Yang Zhi, then quickly turned back to Yang An and said: "There is still a month left, maybe it will be possible."

Looking up at the little man with a harmless look on his face, he hesitated, "But I have to go abroad soon, and this time I came back while on a business trip."

Tsk, it's a bit difficult without his brother.

Seeing that Songsang hesitated, Yang An immediately stopped hesitating.He grabbed Songsang's arm and walked out, "Let's have a good talk."

"Ah? Where to go?"

"Find a quiet place."

"Hey! Wait, Songsang is back!" Both of them ignored the voice behind them.