Daoist always thinks I'm scumbag for him

Qingyuan started to get busy again.

It took a week to go through the process of reading the reports of various departments, convincing the board of directors, and developing the conference.

During this week, he was very busy. At night, after the lights of the office building went out one after another, he drove from the underground garage to the cleaning bar.

The proprietress was wearing a skirt as always, and she smiled when she saw Qingyuan enter the door, "Hello, sir."

Qingyuan scanned around, but didn't see his Taoist companion, so he frowned imperceptibly, "Where's Fu Yunhen?"

The woman looked at him strangely, "Xiao Fu told me a few days ago that he is no longer working here, and my salary has been settled." She thought it was Xiao Fu who was with the person in front of her, and there was no need to do this again Hard earned money.

But seeing Qingyuan frowned, the woman took out her mobile phone, "I have Xiaofu's phone number and WeChat, please add and contact me."

After thanking Qingyuan, he sat in the car and called Fu Yunhen. In the night, he looked a little anxious, and the call was connected after a few seconds. The voice from the phone line was distorted, "Hello?"

Fu Yunchen's voice was a little tired, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

"I'm Qingyuan, why haven't you come to the bar these days?"

The light on the mobile phone screen shone on his profile, half of his face was hidden in the dark, but his voice was always calm, steady and powerful.

There was silence on the phone for a while, and Qingyuan heard the low voice of his Taoist companion, "I have something to do at home, and I'm going home these few days."

He tapped his hand on the steering wheel, "Where is home? I'm coming to you?"

Fu Yunhen closed his eyes and took a breath, as if he was trying to adjust some emotions, he didn't make a sound for a long time.

Outside the window was a constant flow of people. The cars in front of them were hurrying to and fro. The sound insulation inside the car was good. It took a long time before Fu Yunhen reported an address.

After Qingyuan hung up the phone, he immediately searched for the address just now. It was a small county town nearby, and it took three hours to drive from here.

He turned off his cell phone, then turned the car around and drove towards Fu Yunhen's house.

The lights in the hospital were pale. Fu Yunhen sat in front of the bed, turning his slender fingers. After a while, an apple was peeled.

He cut it into small pieces with a knife and put it in the prepared bowl. He poked a small piece with a toothpick and fed it to the mouth of the old woman sitting by the bed. "Grandma, come and eat some fruit."

The originally aloof young man was extremely patient at this time, his movements were gentle and meticulous, and there was even a faint smile on his lips.

The woman he called grandma had gray hair and brown age spots on her hands. She lost her husband in middle age and lost her only daughter in old age. She only lived with the child left by this daughter.

The old man has been clean all her life, even now, her clothes are neatly dressed and her silver hair is well combed. She looked at Fu Yunhen with kindness in her eyes, swallowed the apple in her mouth and touched Fu Yunhen's skin Hair, "Xiao Yun also eats some, grandma just ate and can't eat anymore."

Fu Yunhen smiled and ate a piece slowly. He lowered his head and chewed the apple without tasting any flavor.

Grandma touched Fu Yunhen's hair with her somewhat rough hands, and said in a rambling manner, "Grandma is fine, but she fainted when she went downstairs that day. It's been a few days in the hospital, and she never fainted again." gone."

She looked at Fu Yunhen with loving and pity. She worshiped the Buddha all the year round, and she smelled of sandalwood. "Grandma has delayed you for a few days. You have to study hard. Let's leave the hospital."

After he fainted that day, he was sent to the hospital by his neighbor, and he called Fu Yunhen again. The latter asked the teacher for leave and hadn't gone to school for a few days.

She said this because firstly she felt guilty that she had delayed her grandson's studies, and secondly, she felt sorry for the money.

Fu Yunhen had no father since he was a child, and his mother passed away in the second year of junior high. The family was struggling, and Fu Yunhen was in college, so it was time to spend money.

She failed to help her grandson, and in the end she became a drag.

Fu Yunhen lowered his head and rubbed against her palm, then raised his head with a gentle smile, "Grandma, you can live in peace, I'm doing well in my studies." He handed another piece of apple with a soft tone , "Don't worry, I still have some money."

Every time he goes to the bar, he earns 1 yuan. He has been there less than ten times, and he has taught tutors before.

More than 1 yuan, if it is some common minor illness, plus the medical insurance will not cost much, but for a patient with a significantly elevated CA199, it is just a drop in the bucket.

He knew that if the diagnosis was confirmed, the money would not even be enough for one treatment.

Grandma touched his head, looking a little sleepy, and murmured, "I delayed you." She patted Fu Yunhen's shoulder, "You can go back tonight, grandma can be alone in the hospital, you go back You can take a good rest."

The hospital has an accompanying bed, which is so narrow that I dare not turn over when I sleep on it. I have a drip during the day, and the infusion is finished in the afternoon. She can move, so there is no need for a boy to stay here.

Just as Fu Yunhen was about to refuse, the phone rang in the quiet ward. He stared at the two words on the screen, got up and went outside to answer the phone.

There were footsteps in the corridor, and Fu Yunhen walked in after a while.

He put on his coat and gently touched his grandma's hand, "Okay, I'll go home to sleep tonight." Helping her to lie down, he covered her with a quilt, "Grandma, I'll come to see you tomorrow morning. "

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when Qingyuan arrived at the address Fu Yunhen mentioned, and the county town was quiet. At this time, there were basically no pedestrians on the road, only the occasional speeding car.

He parked the car at the entrance of the hospital, and stood beside the car waiting for Fu Yunhen. After a while, he saw his Taoist companion.

Fu Yunhen walked quickly at first, but slowed down when he approached the parking space at the door.

Under the dim streetlights, the man was leaning against the car, tall and tall, and his shadow on the ground was very long.

Fu Yunhen walked over slowly, the shadows on the ground overlapped together, he looked at Qingyuan, and said in a low voice, "You are here."

The young man's mind is a bit complicated, he hopes that Qingyuan will come, but he doesn't want Qingyuan to come.

When he was planning to raise money, he even thought about the proprietress of Qing Bar, but he didn't think about Qing Yuan.

He didn't want to talk to this man, even if he was the richest person he came into contact with.

Qingyuan looked at his Taoist companion and brought him into the car, "What's wrong?"

His complexion looked bad, and he didn't know if he hadn't rested for a few days.

Fu Yunhen didn't answer, but looked out of the window, the light and shadow passed between his eyebrows, and there was no emotion in his voice, "Have you booked the hotel yet?"

"Not yet." He came to the hospital as soon as he arrived, and he didn't even bother to book a hotel.

"Let's go then, let's go to the hotel."

After saying this, he closed his eyes, leaned back on the chair, and said nothing.

Qingyuan wanted to say something else, but Fu Yunhen, who was full of exhaustion, didn't say anything, and went to the hotel in silence.

Just as he opened the door with the door card, Fu Yunhen suddenly put his arms around Qingyuan's neck, and then, his soft lips touched Qingyuan's.

When the two lips met, Fu Yunhen's lips were slightly cool and soft. He moved domineeringly, but his kissing skills were so young that even his lips trembled slightly, as if he was afraid of being pushed away. His slender neck was raised, as if Sacrifice in general.

Qingyuan was stunned.

He Louming has always been enthusiastic, but Fu Yunhen in the small world seemed quite indifferent, he really didn't expect that his Taoist companion would kiss him at the door.

After the kiss was over, Fu Yunhen looked at him with black and white eyes.

He licked his lips slowly, and there was an indescribable lust in his slow movements. The innocence and youthfulness of a teenager were mixed in his body, and there was some innocence and purity on his face, but there was something bewitching in his movements.

Fu Yunhen silently clenched Qingyuan's clothes, there was still some water on his lips, his voice was soft like a sea monster on a reef under the moon, "Qingyuan" his voice was low like catkins in March, and the wind blew it away , "Can you lend me some money?"

Along the way, the words he had repeated countless times in his heart reached between his lips and tongue, but he found it was still difficult to open his mouth. Fu Yunhen turned his head away, revealing a white jade-like neck.

The hem of the shirt was held between his fingers by him, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he said slowly in a dry voice, "You're taking care of a little lover." His fingers were trembling, as if he was holding back something, "I will listen to you very much, and I will pay you back after I graduate from college."

In fact, Fu Yunhen was very sensitive and proud, he had never spoken in such a low voice before, and now he was able to say words like 'encouragement', which was already an insult to his arrogance.

Qingyuan looked at his Taoist companion's expression, his heart seemed to be tightly bound, he touched Fu Yunhen's thin face with warm hands, and his voice was soft, "No, Fu Yunhen."

There was a moment of silence in Fu Yunhen's eyes, and then he was held in his arms from behind, and there was a warm breath in his ears, as if someone had suddenly dispelled the coldness, with a warmth that made people's hearts burn, " I like you and want to pursue you, so don't talk about nurturing you."

He turned the man in his arms around, looked at those beautiful eyes with seriousness in them, and gently called his name, "Fu Yunhen"

Calling by first and last name, it sounded serious, "We are not foster care." He held his Taoist companion's cold hand, and slowly warmed him up, "Are you willing to marry me for the purpose of marriage?" dating?"

Fu Yunhen's eyes were a little sore for a moment, as if wetness spread from the eye sockets, and smudged straight to the end of the eyes, his vision was a little blurred, he just nodded his head in a daze, and his voice lowered, "Yes."

Why would you not want to?

Fu Yunhen thought, he liked him very much from the first time he saw him, it seemed that all the scenery around him faded away, the indoor brilliance flowed, and all the colors in the room were concentrated on one person, and he only saw he.

After getting an affirmative answer, Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief. He took his Taoist companion's hand and sat down on the bed comfortingly, and handed him another bottle of water, "Can you tell me what happened now?"

Fu Yunchen's voice was still a little dry, but it was much better than before. He looked at the swaying liquid in the bottle and said in a low voice, "The preliminary judgment is cancer."

The situation is not optimistic. Grandma is very old and found it too late. Even if it is an operation, the chance of survival is still very slim.

Qingyuan sighed softly, "Do you want your grandma to see me?"

Looking at the round eyes of his Taoist companion, with a dazed expression like a cat, Qingyuan explained, "I know a nursing home with good medical equipment and environment. Where should we go for treatment?"