Doctor He, take your meerkat away.

Walking back with two servings of pork knuckle rice, looking at the news on the phone, He Songyu said half an hour ago that he was going to get off work, so it should be about the same. Zhang Hongmeng felt a little light at the moment, having lived here for two years, For the first time, I felt what it was like to wait for friends to eat together.

Open the door of the clinic, put the lunch box away, and start playing games, so that the time will be faster. Two or three young people came to the clinic to prescribe medicine after work, and the square dance started. He Songyu hasn't come back yet .

Zhang Hongmeng couldn't sit still, he sent a message but didn't get a reply, the pig's knuckle rice was cold, standing at the door overlooking the village entrance, no one coming and going was He Songyu, what could be wrong?

Pressing the phone with his eyes lowered, he sighed and opened two servings of pork knuckle rice, and decided to eat it by himself, probably something happened and he didn't come back so soon, so as not to waste the food, a trace of disappointment flashed in his heart.

The pig's trotters in his mouth became greasy and dry, and the sauerkraut was extremely sour. Zhang Hongmeng frowned and ate it hard. Before he finished eating, he heard a familiar cold and gentle voice piercing the air, "Doctor Zhang, don't you want to eat?" Kindly, I finished my dinner portion, "

He Songyu wore glasses that could not cover the bruise on one side of his eyes, and smiled slightly with blood stains on the corner of his mouth. Zhang Hongmeng immediately stood up and helped him in and sat down, "Damn it, who made it?" Holding his chin tightly, he carefully looked at the sharp and delicate facial features, those discordant colors were very dazzling.

"It's that group of people? Damn it, didn't you not touch his partner? Did he come to mess with you?" Zhang Hongmeng changed from his usual playful and gentle image, swearing again and again, and stared at him fiercely. Mao's appearance made He Songyu laugh.

The music of the square dance outside was familiar, and the mahjong game under the head of the banyan tree started. Zhang Hongmeng swears while rubbing the medicine on him. Those who didn't know it thought he was the one who was injured.

After looking closely, he found that He Songyu's lips were very thin, which reminded him that his ex told him that men with thin lips are basically ruthless. No basis, He Songyu is more enthusiastic than anyone else, and he behaves and speaks with restraint.

"I'll pick you up from get off work tomorrow. I'm here, at least it won't be so bad." Zhang Hongmeng washed his hands, raised his eyebrows and said seriously. Those hooligans can only stop violence with violence. Otherwise, there will only be more scars on He Songyu's face in the future.

For this proposal, He Songyu himself disagrees, and he is not a student, so there is no need to let someone pick him up, "No need, that man's girlfriend is my patient, because once she hired me to go out for treatment, her boyfriend misunderstood , just keep finding fault with me, and let her explain it to me later, and you have to operate normally." The smell of active oil on his arm made him frown, and he pulled down his sleeve to cover up the smell.

Zhang Hongmeng stuffed the iron beating wine into his hands a little annoyed, "If this trick works, you will still be beaten now? That kind of person can only use violence to counter violence, I don't care, you are my friend, I have no reason to look at you If you are beaten, which door do you usually enter after get off work, and I will pick you up outside the village when the time comes."

Peninsula District, an urban village, has two entrances. He didn't know which side He Songyu used to enter from. His attitude made He Songyu unable to refuse. He sighed and said, "The habit is to enter through the back door. When I get off work, I will send you a message!"

After the two agreed, He Songyu was about to go back. When scanning the QR code to pay, Zhang Hongmeng covered the QR code and said, "No, just treat it as your reward for taking me in yesterday, and it's useless. You Go back quickly, remember to give me a message after work tomorrow, and I will pick you up." After speaking, he pushed him out of the clinic.

He Songyu had no choice but to smile and say thank you. When he got home, he put down the bottle of Tie Da wine, and carefully looked at the bottle of medicinal wine in the living room where the lights were not turned on. A certain treasure searched for the price, and it was not cheap.

Leaning on the sofa with his neck raised, he took off his glasses, stroked the cigarette in his hand, and let out a long sigh. Dr. Zhang was a little too friendly, which made him a little at a loss. He had a way of dealing with bad people, but, too kind people , he was in an embarrassing situation.

Zhang Hongmeng looked at the time, closed the door of the clinic, went upstairs to buy something at the barbecue stall, knocked on the opposite door, but no one came to open it after a long time, he frowned and looked at the window, The curtains are covered and nothing can be seen.

He remembered what He Songyu said when he entered the clinic. He thought maybe he didn't have dinner, so he came over to buy some food from the barbecue stall, and now everyone is gone?Impatient, he knocked on the door again, and this time, the guest opened the door.

What came into view was the white and tender body, a pair of sports pajamas covered the mermaid line extending down, "Damn, Doctor He, you have a good figure." Zhang Hongmeng patted his beautiful eight yuan directly with his hands Abdominal muscles, stiff, this body should have been exercised a lot, as a man, he is a little jealous.

"So have you touched enough?" He Songyu smiled and looked down at his restless hand, without disdain in his words, Zhang Hongmeng also laughed, raised his hand and shook the plastic bag and said, "I'll give you a gift." Food, supper, hahaha" came in uninvited to change shoes.

Spreading out the bag, there were quite a lot, He Songyu rubbed his stomach amusedly and said, "Tsk, you are here to destroy my figure, you have supper yesterday, and you will continue to supper today, if this continues The body that I worked so hard for will be gone." With that said, the man sat down obediently across from him, and handed him a tissue to wipe his hands that were stained with seasoning.

"Didn't you miss dinner? People can't be hungry, they are prone to stomach problems. This is not good, eat quickly." Zhang Hongmeng is completely a feeder, and he keeps passing skewers to him. He Songyu can only laugh and say nothing .

The sound of playing mahjong could still be heard downstairs, and Zhang Hongmeng said suddenly, "Doctor He, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, are you going home?" It was just a casual topic during the chat that made the smile on He Songyu's face disappear, " Come back, I always have to go back and have a look."

For some reason, he heard helplessness and powerlessness. Zhang Hongmeng stroked his hair with a smile and said, "Actually, it's just a very ordinary festival. Nowadays, people feel less and less festive. It doesn't matter whether we go back or not. Both of us I haven’t been home for years, it’s not the same, haha, it’s better for people to be happier.” The flash of sadness was perfectly covered up.

He Songyu nodded, and after the two of them dealt with the supper, Zhang Hongmeng went back, just in time to see Jiang Shou telling him about the scope of activities of gangsters on the peninsula, he shook his arms, thinking that it was still early, and went to the meeting After a while they digested food and completely solved the fundamental problem, He Songyu could go home safely.

After changing his clothes, he picked up his tiger finger and glanced at the closed door opposite, then went downstairs.

Inside the abandoned factory, strong rhythmic music was playing. Before entering, Zhang Hongmeng felt his ears were going to ring. His black jacket, tight jeans and Martin boots made him look very aggressive.

A group of people were toasting and reveling, and no one cared about his arrival. Until the music stopped and the air became quiet, Zhang Hongmeng took off the stereo, stretched himself on the stool and said, "Hey, who beat He Songyu today?" ?”

"what?"

"Who is this person?"

The man in the lead came over with a grin, a cigarette in his mouth and said, "Who are you to He Songyu? Help him get ahead? Brother, you'd better go, we can't bully more than less, right? Bros."

A burst of laughter responded, Zhang Hongmeng got up and kicked the chair away and said, "Let's fight one-on-one. Who beat He Songyu today? Let him come out and beat me. If I beat you up, heh, then I'll just call you brother, and I'll be your pony for a month, how about it?"

The other party smiled contemptuously, looked at him with eyes beyond his own strength, and finally nodded and called a strong man to come out. Zhang Hongmeng smiled and said, "If I win, you people will stay away from you in the future." Song Yu, seeing that he is in danger, how about helping him unconditionally?"

Taking off his jacket loosened his bones. No one expected him to win. After all, this fighter was the best fighter among them. The man nodded his head in agreement. A group of people were watching, but the expected thing did not happen. Zhang Hongmeng did not Instead of being beaten to the ground quickly, he frequently made moves to suppress the opponent.

In the end, the strong man had no choice but to raise his hand to admit defeat. Zhang Hongmeng smiled and stood up staggeringly. The wound on his cheekbone made his head buzz with pain. Fortunately, he finally turned against the wind.

"Will you bet, brother, what's your name? Are you interested in coming to my place?" The man gave him a cigarette, Zhang Hongmeng spat out a mouthful of blood and shook his head, "He Songyu is my brother, I just came to protect him Yes, I won’t touch your things, I hope you keep your bet, thank you.” After putting on his clothes, he left slowly.

There were one or two stars in the night sky. Zhang Hongmeng lay on the lawn, took out the empty shell in his pocket, and laughed softly. Fighting was really enjoyable, and he did a good deed silently, which made him feel even lighter at the moment.