Mr. Alzheimer's

"Put on a coat." Fu Shuzhuo bent down to look through the suitcase, "The temperature is a bit low today."

Pei Yang looked at the wet yard in a daze. It rained all night, wondering if the people underground would feel cold.

"Reluctant to leave?" Fu Shuzhuo put on his coat.

Pei Yang answered irrelevantly: "How much do you give Su Zhiheng a year?"

Fu Shuzhuo couldn't help laughing: "I just bought this house when I gave some help, as well as the hard work of raising roses."

Pei Yang was in great pain: "Don't you need to give it now?"

Fu Shuzhuo rubbed the back of his neck: "Some time ago he asked someone to help clean up the house, and the money for buying furniture and electrical appliances must not be allowed to him, right?"

The other things are fine. The rose has grown for so many years, so it doesn’t need to be taken care of carefully. Just water it when it doesn’t rain for a long time.

"I like it here and come back next time." Fu Shuzhuo told Pei Yang to turn around and zip up his coat.

Pei Yang looked at his deep pupils, pursed his lips for a long time and did not refute.

There was a twelve o'clock train, and they still had plenty of time, so they swayed and made a breakfast, just to use up the remaining ingredients without wasting.

"There are shallots, onions and eggs in the fridge."

The onions were used for making lobsters last night, but they were not used up. Pei Yang injured one of his fingers, so he watched Fu Shuzhuo's eyes moisten while he was chopping the onions with glee.

"Stuff your mouth with another laugh."

"Come on, I'll jump into the river right away." Pei Yang is fearless, but dogs are afraid.

"……"OK.

Fu Shuzhuo, who was so choking that his vision was blurred, turned his head towards Pei Yang's direction. Pei Yang didn't know what he was going to do, but he was about to hit the table, so he quickly grabbed him: "You Woooo—”

Fu Shuzhuo picked up the kitten that was delivered to his door, and kissed it happily.

He happily went to make breakfast: "President Pei, please cover your noodles with onions and eggs."

Pei Yang stared at him resentfully: "Kiss me again and you'll be a dog."

Fu Shuzhuo: "Wang."

Pei Yang: "..."

Still a shameless dog.

Recently, the two of them have a good schedule, hardly staying up late, going to bed before eleven o'clock, and getting up at seven or eight in the morning.Unlike when I used to work, it was common to only sleep for four or five hours a day.

So it was only ten o'clock when he stepped out of the courtyard with his suitcase. Pei Yang looked back sadly, not knowing when he would come back next time.

Pei Yang: "Do you want to send the key to Su Zhiheng?"

"No need." Fu Shuzhuo buckled the iron lock, "He has a spare key."

Fu Shuzhuo turned around and stuffed the key into Pei Yang's backpack: "Let's go, the next stop—"

Pei Yang didn't know where the next stop was, but he couldn't help but respond to Fu Shuzhuo's hand.It seems that with him by my side, I will never be lost wherever I go.

They didn't tell anyone about leaving, and they didn't send a message to Su Zhiheng and Cheng Shi until they entered the station to tell them about the situation.

Su Zhiheng may have contact with him again in the future, but Cheng Shi is not sure.

After what happened to his mother, I don't know if the delicious wonton shop can continue to open, and whether he can withstand the rumors of "not taking good care of his old mother" from the neighbors around him.

"Still going to the airport?"

"No, this time the direct train will take more than ten hours, but the scenery along the way is good."

The route of the train is different today, and the same is the single-bed high-end soft sleeper with only two beds.

Fu Shuzhuo used the bed on the left as a matter of course to store things, and didn't intend to sleep on it at all.

Pei Yang stared at it for a long time, hesitant to say anything but still didn't say anything.

Anyway, the bed is less than one meter wide, and if it falls, Fu Shuzhuo, who sleeps on the outside, will suffer.

The train started quickly, and the scenery along the way was strange and eye-catching.

"Like the grassland?" Fu Shuzhuo woke up after a nap, and saw the silly cat staring out the window.

Pei Yang's ears moved: "It's okay."

It was already evening, but it was still very bright outside, and there was no sign of darkness.

When he just woke up, Fu Shuzhuo's voice was always low and hoarse, and he put his arms around Pei Yang's waist: "Come next time if you like."

Pei Yang wanted to twist away, but he was afraid that he would push Fu Shuzhuo out, so he could only obey.

He muttered: "How can there be so much time?"

"We don't have a job right now, so of course we have a lot of time." Fu Shuzhuo looked at the same scene as him, "Even if we don't consider the profits the company will bring in the future, we still have enough savings to spend the rest of our lives in sojourn."

Pei Yang was startled, and looked at him sideways: "Sojourn?"

Fu Shuzhuo smiled lightly: "The world is so big, we don't seem to have fully appreciated it yet."

If they have money and time, they don't have to squeeze out the vacation in such a hurry. They can choose two or three places they like to live in for two or three months each year, and appreciate the customs and customs.

Pei Yang was stunned for a long time, only to recover after being kissed by Fu Shuzhuo.

"are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry, I just ate bread."

"But I'm hungry." Fu Shuzhuo pressed against Pei Yang's leg tightly when he just woke up.

"Forbidden grains are not enough to nourish yourself—" Pei Yang pushed Fu Shuzhuo with both hands and feet, but his knees were pushed away instead.

While pecking and kissing his ears, Fu Shuzhuo pretended to be desolate: "It's been more than a month, baby."

Pei Yang's whole body went numb, his ears turned red: "Don't bark."

"You used to like me calling you that." Fu Shuzhuo teased his ears with interest, "Every time you call me baby, you feel it more."

Pei Yang turned his face away, wanting to say that I am not him.But the words came to his lips, but he couldn't spit them out.

He could only lower his voice in embarrassment: "This is a train!"

The carriage occasionally shakes, the scenery along the way keeps changing, and the sound insulation outside the door is not good, and there are sounds of people walking by from time to time.

Fu Shuzhuo raised his tone: "So my kitten should be quiet."

Pei Yang couldn't stand his ground anymore, Fu Shuzhuo was so deceptive, it was almost fatal.

"The kitten said to follow me when I took the train last time." Fu Shuzhuo rubbed his butt, "I just got back what I didn't do last time."

Pei Yang was still struggling: "There's nothing—"

"I brought it." Of course I didn't bring it, Fu Shuzhuo was just keen to tease Pei Yang's bottom line, and every time he tried to give in, Fu Shuzhuo understood how much Pei Yang loved him.

Saying dissatisfaction is false, but it hurts even more.

Even though Pei Yang didn't feel that Fu Shuzhuo loved him very much these years, he still insisted on this love for so long and brewed it so thickly.

Pei Yang was only one second away from falling - he quickly pushed Fu Shuzhuo away before his sanity sank: "No, I..."

Before Fu Shuzhuo could speak, he saw the red smear on Pei Yang's neck and collarbone. His voice was small and low: "Is it okay to use your mouth?"

OK, why not.This was really beyond Fu Shuzhuo's expectation, his kitten was bold and seductive, and kissed directly through the fabric.

The grassland outside the window has come to the end, and a series of blue-green lakes are displayed in front of my eyes. I don't know if it is the color of the lake itself or the reflection of the sky.

The purpose of many tourists on this train is to travel, so there are many children on the soft sleeper side, and the sound of playing and playing is sometimes far and near.

Pei Yang raised his head nervously: "Don't be so loud, keep your voice down."

Fu Shuzhuo covered his eyes and smiled for a long time: "Got it."

It happened to be dinner time again, and the conductor knocked on the door: "Hello, do you need a meal?"

Fu Shuzhuo took the time to answer in short breaths: "No, thank you."

Pei Yang nervously listened to the footsteps outside. From time to time, he had the illusion that people passing by seemed to have heard what they were doing inside, and their footsteps would be lighter, as if they were listening to a corner.

"Cat—that's enough." Fu Shuzhuo pinched the back of Pei Yang's neck, lifted it up and kissed himself: "If you make trouble again, you may have to sit on the suitcase and get out of the train station."

Pei Yang's face was flushed, and the kisses were very soft.

"I can't accept it on the train, so give me an office as compensation, okay?"

Pei Yang said yes in a daze, not knowing what he promised.

But Fu Shuzhuo did not guess wrong. Pei Yang's reluctance was not because he was struggling with whether he was the original owner, but because he couldn't accept being on the train.

They have never been so ridiculous in the past 17 years, and they have always only been around each other, and the degree of trouble has never been so open. The last club locker room has crossed the line.

"I'll help you." Because the bed was too narrow, Pei Yang could only half lie in Fu Shuzhuo's arms. Fu Shuzhuo pulled off his waist rope, "Cover your mouth."

The kitten was obedient to death at the moment, and was delirious after being bewitched, and agreed to everything.

"We haven't used the bed in the office yet."

"Um……"

"The table hasn't been used either—will you use it next time?"

"it is good……"

Although the two of them resigned from the position of general manager, Fu Shuzhuo's office is still kept, and they will share it in the future, and Pei Yang's office will be given to Qin Nanshan.

Fu Shuzhuo leaned against his ear: "I don't like it in the future, okay?"

Pei Yang actually hesitated.

Fu Shuzhuo narrowed his eyes slightly, and his strength increased: "Is it okay?"

Pei Yang trembled: "Okay..."

"Shall we go to live every year in the future?"

"it is good……"

In the end, Fu Shuzhuo turned over and put the person under him: "My baby will accompany me until I grow old."

This time it is a declarative sentence, there is no good or bad.Fu Shuzhuo kissed Pei Yang, not giving him a chance to refute.

The carriage shook, Pei Yang's mind went blank, and it took him a while to recover.The scenery outside the overhead window changed again, passing rows of country cottages.

Even though he knew that it was impossible to be seen, Pei Yang still lifted the quilt to cover his waist and abdomen in shock.

Fu Shuzhuo glanced at the time: "Are you hungry?"

Pei Yang: "Not hungry..."

Fu Shuzhuo propped his elbows on the bed and supported his chin: "Why aren't you hungry? Are you full just now?"

Pei Yang hammered him: "I didn't eat at all!"

Fu Shuzhuo: "It seems that Mr. Pei is very regretful, so it's not impossible to eat now—"

Pei Yang pushed him away and hid directly in the bathroom.

Fu Shuzhuo curled his lips, picked up Pei Yang's cell phone that had been dropped by his pillow, and opened the call log to look at it.

The new mobile phone now only has one call, no notes, but the number is very familiar - it is the number that Pei's mother used for nearly 20 years before her death.

The time showed [-]:[-] in the afternoon, which was exactly when Fu Shuzhuo was taking a nap.

Fu Shuzhuo let out a sigh of relief... He could think of a solution for everything else, but he couldn't do anything about the regret brought about by Pei Yang's mother's death.

·

It wasn't until he got off the train and took a taxi to the hotel that Pei Yang realized why Fu Shuzhuo asked jealously on the train, "I don't like Bianye, okay?"—tomorrow there will be a Bianye concert in this city meeting.

In the past, Fu Shu was very jealous, and every time he used various excuses to not go to Bian Ye's concert.

Thinking about it now, if Pei Yang really liked Bian Ye so much, he would have gone to see it by himself, and he would call him every time, obviously because he wanted to see him jealous.

"A cat's heart is black."

The second monk Pei Yangzhang couldn't figure it out, but he couldn't lose the battle: "The dog's heart is rotten, it stinks."