cheongsam boy

"Swallow it, and open your mouth."

"Put your tongue up."

"Turn your head, let me look at the side..."

"Mr. Deng Dachao, you are enough, I really swallowed it." An Keyu frowned dissatisfied, she took the candy from Deng Chao's other hand, bit the candy, turned to look at Song Rin, and said, " These lithium tablets are bitter, more bitter than sertraline, you must not take this kind in the future, it will be much better to replace it with hydrochloric acid soothing tablets, and it is not so expensive.”

"But the effect is not good." Deng Chao answered the words calmly, he closed the medicine box, and showed the label with the name of the medicine to the two of them, "This kind of expensive is expensive, but the effect is good. It’s also short, people are more important than suffering and expensive, aren’t they?”

Although these words were addressed to Gu Zhuo and Song Rin, the real object of expression was An Ke language.

Sure enough, after Deng Chao said this, the expression on An Keyu's face became very complicated in an instant, and he sat on the bench and hugged the dog without saying a word.

After a moment of silence, she raised her head again, and asked Deng Chao with a smile, "I heard from Fiona that this afternoon, the art center invited a professor to teach painting. Let's go and see it with Song Rin and the others later?"

Deng Chao grumbled expressionlessly. He packed his things and asked the two of them, "Do you have time? We can go together."

Hearing Deng Chao's question, the two held hands and looked at each other. When they understood the meaning in each other's eyes, they both looked at each other and smiled.

Gu Zhuo clasped Song Rin's hand tighter, shook his head and said, "No, I've disturbed you enough today, you go, Song Rin and I will go back first."

It was only now that the two of them really explained it clearly and completely opened their hearts. As people who had the same experience, An Keyu and Deng Chao naturally understood.

An Keyu smiled at Song Rin knowingly, walked up to Song Rin with 500 million yuan in his arms, held her puppy paw, scratched Song Rin's palm, and said softly.

"Be happy, be happy, and have everything go well."

Happy, happy, all the best.

Although it is a simple word, if it can really come true, it will be a wonderful life and world for everyone in this world.

Song Rin's eyes were red with no hope, she stretched out her fingers, and gently pressed her fingertips back on 500 million's fleshy claws.

Replied: "You too. Be happy, be happy, and have everything go well."

An Keyu smiled and said hello. She hugged 500 million and turned to look at Gu Zhuo. Although she was still smiling, there was a deep solemnity in her eyes.

She didn't say much, just one sentence: "Don't let him down."

Many times, when everyone understands, the simplest words can often express the most complicated meanings.

In the past, Gu Zhuo might not understand it, but now he can analyze it completely and fundamentally.

Gu Zhuo clasped Song Rin's hand more and more, looked into his eyes, like a crowned knight of ancient Europe, and swore: "I will not let you down."

Hearing this, Song Rin smiled with red eyes, but at the next moment, he grabbed Gu Zhuo's neck and kissed him in front of the two of them.

Faced with this sudden kiss, Gu Zhuo didn't feel embarrassed, holding his face and kissing back.

Just lip to lip, without any further twists and turns, the two kissed for a while, then parted with a low gasp.

An Keyu scratched the tip of 500 million's nose, and teased allusively: "Shame."

500 million immediately widened his eyes as if he understood, turned his head and plunged into An Keyu's arms with a bang, leaving only a furry, fat butt facing the two of them.

Seeing the little tail shaking back and forth, the four of them laughed uncontrollably.

An Keyu fished out the 500 million yuan, put it on her shoulder, and while stroking her hair, suggested, "Let's take a picture together."

The number of meetings between people is constantly decreasing, and the next time we meet, we don't know when it will be. Therefore, every meeting is extremely precious.

Fortunately, the camera was invented, which can keep precious things and records.

Song Rin also knew how to cherish it, and took Gu Zhuo's hand and said hello.

For An Keyu's reasonable request, Deng Chao can always complete it in the first time, and this time is no exception. Without keeping a few people waiting, Deng Chao borrowed a selfie stick from the nurse's station.

Deng Chao adjusted his mobile phone: "I will count to three, two and one. After one, we will talk about eggplant together. Hold for a few seconds, take a few more pictures, and choose the best-looking one."

"No, don't talk about eggplant," An Keyu immediately vetoed, "It's too old-fashioned, and it's not natural to laugh."

Deng Chao glanced at her and asked, "Then what do you want to say?"

This stopped An Keyu from asking, she has always been the one who vetoes no proposals, she hugged the dog and looked at Song Rin, but just as she was about to ask, an inspiration came at the moment her eyes met.

She smiled slyly, and gave Song Rin a wink: "Just say it, bitch."

"An Ke language!" Hearing this, Deng Chao raised his voice, but then he suddenly softened his voice and said helplessly, "Pay attention to your words."

An Keyu stared back at him: "Why, this is a private photoshoot, not..."

"Let's just talk about this," Song Rin interrupted suddenly, rubbing the back of Gu Zhuo's hand, feeling the temperature, and said with a low smile, "This is pretty good, tothis wife's life."

The two have known each other for so long, and Gu Zhuo has never seen or heard of Song Rin's gaffes, which made him unable to recover from Song Rin's outrageous words for a while.

Gu Zhuo looked at Song Rin in astonishment, but all the puzzlement and shock were clear at the moment their eyes collided.

That's right, there is no barrier or pretense between the two of them anymore, Song Rin is slowly revealing herself to him.

Those imperfect and dark things are stretching out their tentacles of temptation little by little.

And what Gu Zhuo has to do is to prevent it from retracting in the temptation.

With a smile on Gu Zhuo's face, he stretched out his hand to wrap Song Rin's shoulder, and repeated in a low voice, "tothis wife's kinglife."

Listening to Gu Zhuo's words, An Keyu raised his eyebrows and smiled provocatively at Deng Chao. Looking at the united front of the three, Deng Chao also knew the principle of the minority obeying the majority.

In fact, it is quite childish, the combined age of the four people is almost a hundred or so, but I have to say, childish and cute.

Deng Chao shrugged helplessly, adjusted the camera by default, grabbed An Keyu's shoulder, and counted down: "Three, two, one."

"Wo-ckit."

"Which one do you think is better?" Gu Zhuo looked at the photo Deng Chao sent and asked.

Song Rin glanced at it, and it was difficult to choose: "I think they are all very good, so I can't choose."

Hearing Song Rin's words, Gu Zhuo hummed, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Then don't choose, all of them, wash them out."

Adults have too many choices to make. It is rare to be greedy, and it is even rarer to want everything.

In this life, it is enough to have someone who can satisfy your greed, give you, and pamper you everything you want.

Song Rin was the one who understood the most. He looked at Gu Zhuo, smiled and said yes: "Then I want them all."

Gu Zhuo put away his cell phone, pulled him over, and pressed his lips to his forehead: "Are you tired? Let's call a car and go back."

Song Rin obediently leaned over, shook his head and said, "I'm not tired, just a little sleepy, let's go... hiss."

Just as the two were talking affectionately, Song Rin's shoulder was suddenly bumped, and he was a little unsteady, but fortunately, Gu Zhuo quickly supported him.

"Sorry, sorry, ah no, i'msorry, sorry..."

The man was apologizing, but Gu Zhuo didn't have time to take care of it. He helped Song Rin and looked him over carefully, "Are you all right? Where did you hit?"

This stack of questions warmed Song Rin's heart. He shook his head and said it was all right, and then turned his head to appease the apologetic.

But his words stopped suddenly when he met his gaze.

Looking at the familiar face in front of him, Song Rin's eyes widened in astonishment, and he couldn't believe it: "Jinan?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Ji Nan, who was apologizing, paused, and immediately looked up at Song Rin, with the same shock in his eyes.

"Teacher Song?" Ji Nan was stunned for a while, "You are here?"

Looking at the state of the person in front of him, Song Rin frowned worriedly: "I'm here to see my friend, how about you? Why are you here?"

"I..." Ji Nan's complexion turned pale instantly, he bit his lips, looking like he didn't want to say more.

Seeing his expression, Song Rin immediately understood what was going on, and he immediately lost his temper.

But just as he was about to speak, Gu Zhuo who was at the side suddenly pulled him.

Gu Zhuo bent down and picked up the laboratory test sheet that fell on the ground, and handed it to Ji Nan: "This is yours."

Only then did Ji Nan suddenly realize that there was someone else, he hurriedly took the test form, folded the form in a panic and hid it, and thanked him in a low voice.

Gu Zhuo looked away from the test sheet, stretched out his hand, and introduced, "Hi, my name is Gu Zhuo, and I'm Song Rin's boyfriend."

Hearing the three words boyfriend, Ji Nan suddenly looked up at Song Rin, and confirmed in a high-pitched manner: "Boyfriend?"

Song Lin pursed her lips and nodded to admit, and introduced between the two: "This is what I told you before. I was a student when I was teaching French, Ji Nan."

Speaking of this, Song Rin was afraid that Gu Zhuo would not remember, and added: "The aroma of the woody ginger rose is made by him."

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo understood, he shook hands with Ji Nan, and praised: "The fragrance is very unique and smells good, I like it very much."

"I can smell it," Ji Nan sniffed, and he shook hands with Gu Zhuo, "However, I suggest you not use it more than three times a day, because your skin does not absorb well, and you like to burn sandalwood. Punching, stopping on the surface is easy to damage the texture."

"Fragrant fragrance?" Hearing this, Song Rin immediately became nervous, and he was a little flustered, "It will still be like this?"

Seeing Song Rin's panicked expression, Ji Nan was surprised and helpless, he twitched the corners of his mouth: "Yes, but don't worry, teacher, your boyfriend just uses too much, and the absorption is not good, just use less. When I made this fragrance, I took into account the five Zuo in Chinese medicine, so it won't be a big problem."

Speaking of this, Ji Nan looked at Gu Zhuo, and sniffed again: "Sorry, my nose is sensitive, it's just a professional habit, but I still have to say, no matter how much you like it, there is no need to use it so many times. .”

Lots of times.

These four words pierced all Gu Zhuo's uncontrollable thoughts during this period.

Gu Zhuo hid his hands as if they were burning, dodged embarrassingly, and faltered in response.

Gu Zhuo's appearance made Song Rin a little confused, but he didn't have time to take care of it right now.

Song Rin looked at Ji Nan with a serious expression, and asked, "Why are you here? You have bulimia..."

Just as Song Rin was speaking, the noon wake-up bell rang suddenly in the corridor of the hospital, and all the broadcasts and TVs that were originally closed were all lit up.

Along with the sound of the broadcast, the host's voice also came from the wall-mounted TV in the hall.

The hostess spoke briskly, with a correct American voice: "There are a total of 6 films shortlisted this time, among which "Dark Voice" from China can be said to be the favorite to win the championship. The Best Actor who won last year's Berlin award is in..."

"Teacher!" Before Song Rin could recover from the sudden sound, Ji Nan backed away in panic as if he had seen a ghost, "I... I have something to do, so I'll go first, sorry, we , let's talk next time."

After finishing speaking, before Song Rin could reply, Ji Nan turned around and ran away without looking back, in a hurry, as if he was avoiding, escaping from something.

Song Rin let out a cry, and trotted to stop someone, but was blocked by the crowd rushing up from the side.

In the end, he could only watch Ji Nan's figure disappear around the corner.

Song Rin was a little irritable, but more worried. When he turned on his phone and was about to call Ji Nan, he suddenly found that he had already changed to a new phone. He had no other way except for contacting on social software.

This lack of contact made Song Rin a little stunned. He didn't expect that in just a few years, he and Ji Nan would talk about everything and have a close relationship in the past. Now, they only have social software.

Song Rin's heart suddenly lost a big piece, and his expression was lost and melancholy.

Gu Zhuo didn't miss the change in his expression. He walked up and hugged Song Rin, and said in a low voice: "Is there a psychological intervention department on this floor? I saw the mark on it when I picked up the test sheet for him. We Shall we go take a look?"

Hearing Gu Zhuo's proposal, Song Rin subconsciously wanted to agree, but then he thought of Ji Nan's character again, and swallowed the words when he reached his mouth.

Song Rin took a deep look at the direction where Ji Nan was leaving, then shook his head, and said, "No need, I'll contact his mother first and ask about the situation. It's okay, let's go, let's go back first."

After Song Rin said that, Gu Zhuo didn't say anything more, he hummed, then turned around and walked out with Song Rin.

Along the way, Song Rin was in a low mood and kept fiddling with his mobile phone. Gu Zhuo thought he should be in contact with Ji Nan's mother.

Regarding this matter, Gu Zhuo did not immediately pursue it. He just booked a car and took care of Song Rin's safety. The two went back to the apartment together.

It was almost evening when we arrived at the apartment, Gu Zhuo ordered the ingredients to be delivered to the apartment, and cooked for himself.

The two of them didn't eat at noon, so they had to cook more in the evening, Gu Zhuo was going to make three dishes and one soup.

Originally, he thought that Song Rin should slow down after finishing the meal, but what Gu Zhuo didn't expect was that Song Rin was still absent-minded and listless until after eating and taking a shower.

Gu Zhuo took the essential oil, wiped the ends of his hair, watched his movement of turning off the phone, and asked, "Are you finished talking?"

"Well, we're done talking." Song Rin responded sullenly.

"Can you say it?" Gu Zhuo pressed his fingertips on his scalp.

"There's nothing you can't do," Song Rin chuckled. He held Gu Zhuo's wrist, turned around and sat in his arms, looked at his neck, and asked, "Have you ever heard of bulimia?"

46. ​​Acacia red