Mr. Alzheimer's

Fu Shuzhuo seldom takes the initiative to socialize, so even mutual friends have a better relationship with Pei Yang.

Fu Shuzhuo, who didn't know that he was almost in the game to drink tea, brought a glass of freshly squeezed juice: "Don't touch the wine."

Pei Yang took it obediently, and said oh.

Old Zheng came over at some point: "Why can't you drink?"

Fu Shuzhuo looked at him like a fool: "Follow the doctor's advice."

"...Oh." Only then did Lao Zheng realize that Pei Yang just had an operation a few months ago. They didn't know about the Alzheimer's disease, but they didn't hide the car accident. There must be a legitimate reason for the broken leg. .

After Fu Shuzhuo delivered the juice, he went to work. Lao Zheng poked and pulled Pei Yang's shoulder secretly: "Let me tell you, you can't follow him too much, you will indulge his criminal desires."

"?" Pei Yang's eyes were exactly the same as Fu Shuzhuo's just now.

"How young are you guys? He wants you to retire early with him - nominally to enjoy life early, but you think, once you lose your job, it will be difficult to expand your social circle, and your limited friends will slowly If it shrinks, he can control your life and even your freedom step by step, and he can mess with you as he wants, and when the time comes to lock you in a small dark room, it will be insane."

Pei Yang was a little bit emotional, but luckily Old Zheng didn't show up during the period when his memory was confused, otherwise he would have believed in Old Zheng's reasoning, the logic was very self-consistent.

Old Zheng said more and more vigorously: "At that time, you will have no choice but to divorce. Under his dominion, your soul will be completely attached to him, and you will even feel that you love him more deeply than before, and you can't do without him... Then What's the name of the thing?"

Pei Yang thoughtfully added: "Stockholm Syndrome."

"That's right, that's it!" Lao Zheng clapped his hands, watching Pei Yang and Xu Cang try to gain approval.

Xu Cang coughed, "I don't think it's..."

Old Zheng frowned: "What's the matter with you? Didn't you agree with me last night, saying that you would come here today to persuade Dayang with me?"

"..."

Before they met, both of them fell silent suddenly, Lao Zheng turned his head stiffly, and saw Fu Shuzhuo looking at him with a smile behind his back.

This reminded Old Zheng of how he felt in high school many years ago, when he bad-mouthed the dean in the corridor and got caught.

shudder.

right!That's the description.

"Restricting freedom, closing a small dark room, criminal desire?"

Old Zheng laughed and said, "Actually, this is the content of my next novel."

Fu Shuzhuo agreed: "I thought you were talking about me?"

Old Zheng said categorically, "That's impossible!"

Xu Cang shook his head, he couldn't see it.

Fu Shuzhuo affectionately took Lao Zheng's shoulders and walked to the study: "We two brothers are going to talk about something."

"Ah, this..." Old Zheng turned his head three times, and almost shouted for help at Pei Yang.

After he left, Pei Yang thought about it: "Old Zheng has changed to eating chaff?"

Xu Cang didn't realize it all at once, so he burst into laughter: "Didn't his sister divorce that idiot? But the child was born, and no one took care of him during confinement, so he went to take care of it. His sister couldn't eat it." All the tonic soup and supplements have fallen into his stomach, can he not gain weight?"

"It affects your health."

"That's right, I said I want to lose weight, but I haven't seen any movement after half a year."

Pei Yang was taken aback: "Half a year? How old is his sister's child?"

Xu Cang: "It's been more than six months."

Pei Yang felt dizzy for a while: "I didn't give any money..."

"I have." Xu Cang gave him a strange look, "Didn't you make a red envelope of ten thousand and one, and also bought a bracelet?"

"..." Of course Pei Yang never made a red envelope, it could only be a gift from Fu Shuzhuo in his name.

Calculating the time, he should have started to lose his memory more than six months ago.On the one hand, Fu Shuzhuo has to deal with the handover of work, on the other hand, he has to take care of him who feels that he is wearing a book, and on the other hand, he is still helping him maintain interpersonal relationships.

Fu Shuzhuo really believed that he would get better one day, and never thought of leaving him behind.

I don't know what Fu Shuzhuo and Lao Zheng talked about. After they came out, Lao Zheng looked at Pei Yang and shook his head and sighed: "You are not a good boss, so you plan to take my job?"

"..." Pei Yang was a little dazed, but the food was all recited, everyone sat down and started arguing, and he was not allowed to ask questions.

There were more than a dozen people crowded on the warmly glowing rooftop, not far away was the sparkling lake, the high-rise buildings on the opposite side of the lake shone on the surface of the lake, and the bright white moon was round and intact.

"cheers!"

Among a group of people, Lao Zheng is the most troublesome, and he doesn't care if everyone recognizes him or not, anyway, he is full of familiar skills.

"Today! It's the first time I met our parents, Dayang. I have to toast my brother, sister and uncle—" Lao Zheng filled up the wine, "I'll do it first, you can do whatever you want!"

The corner of Fu Shuzhuo's mouth twitched, and he said "meet the parents", as if he and Pei Yang were married.

"As a brother, I didn't find out that Dayang was injured in a car accident in the first place. I'm the one who deserves to be punished!"

Pei Yang couldn't drink, so he rested his chin to watch them fight and see what he wanted to do.

Lao Zheng complained and turned the conversation to Fu Shuzhuo: "But also as a brother, Dayang was injured, he didn't tell himself, and you didn't tell us, what's the matter with making us worry for so long?"

"Okay, I'll punish myself with a drink."

"Hey, how can I do that!" Old Zheng politely stopped him, and set up two more cups, "No matter what, you need three cups!"

"..." Fu Shuzhuo gave him a thumbs up and drank the three glasses of wine in one go.

Pei Yang now understood that Lao Zheng just wanted to feed Fu Shuzhuo.The others were also very happy, and Pei Zhiliang seemed to be in a good mood.

Pei Yang was immersed in the warm excitement, and seemed to be wandering away from the excitement.

Fu Shuzhuo's stomach can't drink too much, but everyone knows that it won't be too much, but it's a pity that the rose petals on the bed...

Today's wine is very fragrant, it seems to be from the family's collection, but unfortunately he can't drink it.If you take a sip secretly, you won't be discovered, right?But Fu Shuzhuo was sitting beside him...

The hands hanging under the table were suddenly grabbed, Pei Yang came back to his senses, blinked, and held those warm hands.

After another three rounds of filling, they let Fu Shuzhuo go and started bragging and criticizing with others.

Lao Zheng is a book writer. He usually travels by car to find inspiration. He is well-informed and chats with everyone very happily.

"That waterfall is really beautiful! But something happened at that time, a man who didn't believe in evil insisted on leaning over to the side, and slid directly into it, and was smashed by the waterfall until he disappeared!"

Pei Yuji: "Did you find it later?"

"I found it after searching, but I heard from the innkeeper that it seems to have contracted complications, pneumonia or something..."

Pei Yang was fascinated by the sound, and his palm suddenly felt a little itchy. It was the other hand that was writing, two letters: WC.

He suddenly understood, and slipped into the master bedroom while everyone was not paying attention.

After a while, Fu Shuzhuo also came, as if he expected that Pei Yang would wait for him in the bathroom of the master bedroom, he walked in firmly.

"what……"

"The little greedy cat wants to drink...I'll let him satisfy his hunger." Fu Shuzhuo pressed the tip of Pei Yang's nose.

The so-called gluttony relief is that Fu Shuzhuo took a sip of red wine in his mouth, put it into Pei Yang's mouth in a very gentle way, and then sipped it with unsatisfied desire: "——you can only drink this."

"..." Pei Yang seemed a little drunk for a moment, his face and ears were burning red.

"Do you like it?" I don't know if he is asking Xi if he likes himself or if Xi likes wine.

Pei Yang answered irrelevantly: "Don't drink too much."

"That's right, I almost forgot there were roses on our bed." Fu Shuzhuo suddenly smiled, he kissed Pei Yang's eyes, then his nose, "Then how about a rose bath tonight?——dry bath."

Pei Yang was a little dazed, for a moment he couldn't think of what the dry rose bath that Fu Shuzhuo was talking about looked like.

"It's okay if I don't know, I'll find out tonight." Fu Shuzhuo slid down his waistline, lifted his legs and hugged him to the sink for a passionate kiss. The bitterness and sweetness of the wine permeated in each other's mouths, and the alcohol ignited all the enthusiasm .

Pei Yang pushed him away short of breath: "Don't make trouble, they are here to find us..."

There were indeed footsteps outside, and someone entered the master bedroom to take a look: "Not here either—where are these two?"

Fu Shuzhuo blocked Pei Yang's mouth that was about to exclaim, and his waist was tightly entangled by someone who thought he was upright.

A fat figure appeared from the glass door of the bathroom: "Is it inside?"

Xu Cang at the door of the master bedroom shouted helplessly: "You don't care where he is. We live in a world of two. I know where the wine is!"

Pei Yang leaned against Fu Shuzhuo's neck and asked in a low voice, "What were you talking about with Old Zheng in the study?"

"Let's talk about publishing."

Pei Yang was taken aback, and looked into Fu Shuzhuo's eyes from a distance.

"I'm going to write a book, the story of "A Silly Cat Thinks It's Wearing a Book", how about it?"

Pei Yang patted him on the chin: "Don't make trouble."

Fu Shuzhuo: "Just kidding, don't you want to publish "Zhang Yang"?"

"...I'm not very famous, which publishing house wants it?"

"If you publish under your real name, there must be a lot of people wanting it." Fu Shuzhuo stroked his waist, "If you don't want to publish under your real name, then we will publish it at our own expense."

Pei Yang pursed his lower lip and said nothing. This was the first time he and Fu Shuzhuo had a frank talk about the book "Zhang Yang".

I wrote it at the beginning just to save a way out, even if I forgot in the future and divorced Fu Shuzhuo, I still have something to think about.Modifying some of the tragic colors in it, I also feel that the reality is already sad enough, why can't the novel be complete?

But Fu Shuzhuo really grasped Pei Xiaomao's little thoughts. He was arrogant and wanted to show off when he could get a good ending. He wished that people all over the world knew how good his relationship with Fu Shuzhuo was.

"Meow~" A cat shadow rubbed against the door, Fu Shuzhuo carried Pei Yang down, "Let's go, we can't disappear for too long."

Everyone on the terrace was still eating and drinking, and ordered a few more takeaways. Everyone seemed to be waiting in unison, waiting for the clock to strike zero.

The lights suddenly went out, and everyone was in the shadow of the starry sky.

Pei Siwei brought a cake, and everyone sang the old-fashioned and familiar happy birthday song together.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you... happy birthday!!"

"Hurry up, the 34-year-old birthday star hurry up and make a wish!"

"Why are you emphasizing age..." Pei Yang muttered dissatisfiedly for a moment, then closed his eyes seriously.

He has two wishes, one is that everyone around him can be healthy, safe and happy.

The second is to want to stay together with a certain bastard until the end of life together.

In the middle of the night, the warm light in the bedroom was turned on, red petals fell on the smooth skin, Fu Shuzhuo held the petals in his mouth, and dyed every inch of Pei Yang's skin red.

"Happy birthday, cat."

"Um……"

"A new week has begun... Didn't we always forget something?"

Pei Yang didn't forget, he held Fu Shuzhuo's forearm tightly, his neck raised a graceful and fragile arc, and it took him a long time to spit out the weekly confession: "I love you——"

He waited in a daze for a while, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why didn't you respond?"

Fu Shuzhuo smiled and kissed him: "I love you too, baby."