Schoolboy becomes boyfriend

On the way Jiang Zhixu drove back to the company, he thought he would relieve the anger in his heart alone, but this time he was very calm.Maybe it's because of Ji Xuan's final evaluation of herself: "Even if you came to this world by accident, even with such a disease, you are a gift from your mother's kindness. Don't worry about birth, we all want to be nightingales singing in the dark."

Mother, the only thing left to me is a heart as soft and tough as hers, and this heart is no longer riddled with holes.

He is very happy now.

When I got home at night, Song Enyu was already standing at the door, ready for a "judgment" posture.When Jiang Zhixu opened the door, he saw that the other party was waiting for him with a straight face on purpose.During the day, the sure sense of happiness in my heart went up to several dimensions.

He only felt that tonight was short, but sweet and long.Before Song Enyu had time to react, he was picked up by the air, and he subconsciously let out a groan.This sound knocked Jiang Zhixu out of his wits, and before he could go back to the bedroom, he "killed" him on the sofa.

This "blind date" started like a "joke" and ended like a "farce".But Jiang Zhixu knew that this was not the end.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Song Enyu also celebrated the Lantern Festival in Shanghai for the first time.This is not as strong as the festive atmosphere in his hometown, which was his first impression.It may be because even on weekdays, the city of Shanghai is always a night pearl inlaid in the land of the East, and the lights are always bright.

Song Enyu bought the glutinous rice balls one day in advance, and specially sent half of them to Xu Yueru's family, and planned to cook the rest for Jiang Zhixu.Unexpectedly, when Jiang Zhixu came home at night and saw Song Enyu busy cooking Yuanxiao in the kitchen, he said in a dispirited way: "You can eat it if you want, you don't have to cook it for me, I never eat it."

Song Enyu didn't know the reason, the heat was steaming on his face, his brow bone was covered with mist, he asked suspiciously: "Are you not used to sweet stuffed stuffing, I bought a lot of stuffed stuffed stuffing. Pick a flavor!"

Jiang Zhixu didn't even enter the kitchen, but replied across the dining room: "I don't like anything." After finishing speaking, he went back to the study alone, leaving Song Enyu at a loss.

It was rare for him to suffer from Jiang Zhixu's inexplicable indifference like this. Even if he did, the other party would first take care of his emotions before showing his unhappiness.Song Enyu turned off the fire, and he was not in the mood to eat anymore. He fished out the half-cooked glutinous rice balls and put them aside to dry. He didn't even intend to eat, so he went back to the studio and closed the door.

When it was time to go to bed, Song Enyu walked out of the studio and found that the door of the study was still closed. After hesitating for a long time, he went to knock on the door, but there was no answer. He tried to call Jiang Zhixu's name, but he ignored it.

Song Enyu also started to get angry.He didn't like Jiang Zhixu's current state very much. He would rather bear all the negative emotions alone than open that door and confide in himself.

What Jiang Zhixu didn't want to open was not only the door, but also the door in his heart.

Song Enyu simply took a shower by himself, went back to the bedroom, turned off the light and fell asleep.

If you don't come back, you won't come back. If you have the ability, you will never go to the bed of the master.Song Enyu thought angrily.

In the past few days, he had to fix his glasses during several surgeries in the hospital, and it took him five or six hours a day to fix them. He was really tired.The warmth of the room quickly lulled him to sleep.Han Ye was alone in the quilt, and soon he felt the coolness, and habitually curled up towards Jiang Zhixu.

A warm heat source gradually enveloped his body, he curled his lips, moved the corners of his lips and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, when Song Enyu was woken up by the alarm clock, there was still no one on the right side. He thought Jiang Zhixu hadn't come back to sleep all night.He jumped up furiously and ran to the door of the study, only to find that the door was open, and Jiang Zhixu had disappeared.

Hitting the cotton with a clenched fist, Song Enyu's anger suddenly vented. He laughed at himself and began to wash up in the bathroom, preparing to go to work in the hospital.

Just after dawn, Jiang Zhixu had already driven to Xishan Cemetery.The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is also the anniversary of his mother's death.

After so many years of habit, he has to stand in front of his mother's tombstone to welcome the first ray of sunshine in the winter morning.Pine pines linger in the mist, standing quietly and meaninglessly on both sides of the many-forked path.In Jiang Zhixu's busy whole year, these ancient trees accompanied his long-sleeping mother.

He walked around the path with flowers in his hands, and suddenly stopped not far from his mother's tombstone.

If such absurd blind dates and such unethical reasons did not make him accumulate much anger and hatred, then Jiang Wenzou's behavior of standing in front of his mother's tombstone did touch his nerves.

Jiang Zhixu walked over, knelt down and put down the gladiolus he gave to his mother, stroked the tombstone lightly, and looked at the familiar and beautiful woman in the photo for a moment.

Then he picked up the gardenias presented by Jiang Wenzou.

Jiang Wenzou's voice sounded dull and vicissitudes: "Your mother's favorite is gardenia."

Jiang Zhixu gritted his teeth and said coldly, "You don't deserve to mention her." After finishing speaking, he still picked up the bouquet of flowers, turned and left.In front of his mother, Jiang Zhixu didn't really want to have any conflicts with this person and disturb his mother.

Jiang Wenzou was not like this, he asked: "It was you who rejected the marriage with Ji's family?"

Jiang Zhixu paused before leaving, and replied without thinking: "Yes."

"It's also you who told Ji Huanwen's daughter that you have a family history of Fan's syndrome?"

"Yes." Jiang Zhixu sneered sarcastically on his face: "What I said is the truth. Not everyone regards the world as a chess game like you, everyone is a pawn in your hands. Ji Xuan is a human being, we The child born is also a human being. It is not an experiment in your laboratory. This kind of crime, my mother and I are enough."

The more Jiang Zhixu talked, the calmer he became in his heart. I don't know when he was able to talk to Jiang Wenzou in such a peaceful manner.

Jiang Wenzou naturally also felt that the person who used to be very tense when he met him was now willing to talk calmly with him.

"It seems that that kid has indeed changed you a lot." Jiang Wenzou commented without any waves, and without waiting for Jiang Zhixu to answer, he continued, "But I will not agree with you being together."

Jiang Zhixu replied with a smile: "Is it rare for me to agree with you?"

Jiang Wenzou also turned around in the opposite direction, and said before leaving: "He can't even cure his own disease that needs to be slept by a man, what qualifications does he have to study cardiovascular medicine? Don't think that he followed Qiao Bowen and Chen Qishou, He is the next famous doctor, naive."

If it wasn't for standing in this solemn cemetery, Jiang Zhixu would really throw the flowers in his hand at this person.

Jiang Wenzou, he bit these three words to pieces.

The mood of the whole day was ruined by his words, no, not just this day.If it was said that Jiang Zhixu's indifference in the past was a little restrained and polite, since he walked into the company today, everyone knew that the president was angry.

For so many years, seeing Jiang Zhixu's anger in the hearts of all Kai'an employees is the same as the probability of Mount Fuji erupting and the blossoming of iron trees-wait once in a thousand years.

Song Enyu had an operation in the afternoon, and he didn't even have time to eat at noon, so he was just writing the medical records. Recently, there were a lot of patients.In fact, as Qi Wuyang said, the situation of treating interns as free labor can be found everywhere, but it is not obvious where he is.But many things seem to be the work of interns by default, such as writing endless medical records every day.

After all, interns are not future colleagues. It is difficult for them to have a sense of belonging to this hospital, and it is also difficult for other people in the hospital to have a sense of trust.Fortunately, the people in this department are still teaching sincerely.

Song Enyu, who was tired all day, came home, took off his coat while unbuttoning his neck, all the way from the hallway to the living room, when he saw the sofa, he fell on it like a long-lost lover, feeling the momentary relaxation .

He fell asleep before he knew it. In the past, at this time, Jiang Zhixu would carefully carry him to the bedroom when he came back.Today, as soon as he entered the door and saw clothes, hats, and scarves scattered all over the floor, Jiang Zhixu's nameless anger burned, and he didn't even restrain himself anymore, and went straight to wake him up.

Seeing that he was back, Song Enyu rubbed his eyes and was about to ask for a kiss.But the other party dodged abruptly, and asked coldly, "Did I tell you before that you should hang up your clothes and hats when you get home?"

Song Enyu clung to the person and responded in a daze: "Yes."

Jiang Zhixu pushed him away: "Then go pick them up one by one and hang them up!" After speaking, he sat on the sofa and waited for Song Enyu to act.

When Jiang Zhixu pushed people, Song Enyu naturally felt that all the grievances from yesterday to today welled up in his heart.Song Enyu didn't pick it up, but turned around and walked towards the studio in the opposite direction.

Jiang Zhixu's alienated voice sounded again: "I don't want to repeat it a second time."

Song Enyu couldn't stand his sudden indifference anymore, he endured the grievance stuck in his throat, turned his head and said to Jiang Zhixu: "I'll pick it up, but don't regret it!"

Jiang Zhixu saw his red eyes from the corner of his eye, and his heart softened for a moment.His emotions throughout the day were trapped in those words Jiang Wenzou said in the morning, and it was difficult to escape.In the past, Song Enyu would do the same thing without a backup, and Jiang Zhixu would silently help him deal with the aftermath.Just as he was about to speak, Song Enyu had already picked up the scattered clothes and scarves on the ground and put them on again.

Jiang Zhixu stood up, and the door was closed with a "bang".The tranquility gradually rising around made Jiang Zhixu secretly regret it.He sat on the sofa and calmed down for a long time, then started calling Song Enyu.

The other party was speeding on the road at this moment, and the biting cold wind was like a sharp knife cutting on his face and heart.He suddenly began to examine this return to the ordinary relationship, and thought of "Six Chapters of a Floating Life", he thought that even if they returned to the daily life, the two of them should at least know each other like Shen Fu and Yun Niang.

But the reality seems to be a bit different, Jiang Zhixu has always been used to looking down and loving, never believing that Song Enyu can share his troubles and pains.

Thinking of yesterday's rejection of his indifference, and today's inexplicable anger, Song Enyu rode faster and faster, his legs lost all feeling, and he just pedaled inertially.When I crossed the intersection from the non-motorized vehicle lane, I didn't have time to brake when I saw the red light, and I flew out.

Suddenly, the sound of the car braking suddenly became the last sound Song Enyu heard before fainting.Under the dim streetlights, the wheels of the bicycle that had been knocked aside were still spinning.

The "caused" driver hurriedly got out of the car to check, but fortunately he was not driving fast.Song Enyu's visible skin trauma was only the scratch on his cheekbone when he landed.Without hesitation, he picked him up and sent him directly to the hospital.

Jiang Zhixu listened to the "unable to connect" notification tone, couldn't sit still any longer, forgot to put on his coat, went straight to the underground garage, drove along the road to search, while looking for WeChat and sent a voice, apologizing non-stop .

It was late at night, and there were very few pedestrians on the street.Jiang Zhixu went to the Second Provincial Hospital, called Jiang Tian, ​​and Qi Wuyang, and finally even woke up Xu Yueru who had just fallen asleep.

An hour passed, and he finally began to feel hopelessly uncomfortable.He held the colic in his heart, took advantage of the gap between the traffic lights on the road, leaned on the steering wheel and began to ease, the feeling of suffocation became more and more intense, the dim light in front of his eyes began to scatter and blur, black and white.

Fortunately, the phone rang suddenly, and he felt that the boulder pressing on his heart had been moved away.Seeing "Xiaoyu" displayed on the screen of the phone, he quickly picked it up, but it was not Song Enyu's voice.

"Zhixu?"

Jiang Zhixu was suddenly stunned, and frantically searched for this voice in the memory bank, and finally asked, "Hongfei?"

When Qin Hongfei heard that it was indeed him, he smiled and said, "I didn't quite believe it at first, but I didn't expect it was really you. That's right, there are a few people named Jiang Zhixu in Shanghai."

Jiang Zhixu didn't bother to listen to his greetings: "Why do you have Xiaoyu's cell phone?"

"Is his name Xiaoyu? That's right. I was driving home tonight. I accidentally bumped into someone on the road and sent him to the hospital for emergency treatment. The doctor sent out the phone and said it kept ringing. When I saw it was you, I called back." , I didn't expect it was really you." Qin Hongfei said lightly about an insignificant "trivial matter".

Jiang Zhixu asked with a trembling voice, "Which hospital? I'll go there now."

Qin Hongfei didn't drive the racing car as fast as Jiang Zhixu hung up the phone and came to the hospital.He felt that Jiang Zhixu came in a hurry just as he was pacing back and forth outside the ward.

Seeing Jiang Zhixu who was wearing only a white shirt with crooked ties, Qin Hongfei laughed and asked with concern, "Are you cold? Do you want to wear some clothes?"

Jiang Zhixu skipped him and stood directly at the door of the ward. Even though he maintained his superficial calm, the worried expression on his face could not deceive anyone.

Seeing him like this, Qin Hongfei also understood.He walked over to comfort him: "It's okay, it's just that my face is scratched, I'm driving slowly."

Jiang Zhixu smiled wryly and replied, "It's not that I don't believe you, but I really can't believe that a racing driver says he drives slowly."

Qin Hongfei heard his dissatisfaction, and apologized generously: "I will bear and pay for all his expenses. I am really sorry that this happened."

Just as Jiang Zhixu was about to decline, the doctor came out. As Qin Hongfei predicted, in addition to the skin trauma on his face, his right arm and right leg also had abrasions to varying degrees. At present, it was only bruises and swelling, and did not hurt the inside and bones. .

Jiang Zhixu breathed a sigh of relief, and soon after Song Enyu was transferred to the general ward, he woke up.Jiang Zhixu was applying medicine to the wound with a cotton swab soaked in medicine.

Qin Hongfei sat on the bed next to him and watched.After Song Enyu woke up, the pain on the right side of his body, as if he had been beaten violently, spread to every nerve in an instant. He frowned, and when he heard Jiang Zhixu's words, he endured the pain and said, "I'm fine, don't worry!"

Just as Jiang Zhixu was about to apologize, Song Enyu said first, "I'm sorry tonight, I, I was a little arrogant..." Song Enyu was like this, getting angry when something happened, and his instinctive reaction was to be afraid that Jiang Zhixu would be worried.

Seeing the two of them like this, Qin Hongfei stood up and teased: "I knew that Zhixu had found a child, and rumors in the circle were crazy, saying that Jiang Zhixu was a peerless husband. Looking at it now, I still feel that the rumors are a bit strange. This is not a child." , is Zhixu's little ancestor?"

Apart from the same orientation, Qin Hongfei and Jiang Zhixu are different in everything.Jiang Zhixu would never integrate into their circle, because there is no need to make "friends".They're on good terms only because two self-made men admire each other from the unbearable heights.

Qin Hongfei has some bohemian wildness in his character, just like his works, he pursues the release of the soul.He likes everything about speed and excitement, racing cars, bungee jumping, and even the speed of changing boyfriends can be on the "Guinness Book of Records" list.

Song Enyu turned to look at Qin Hongfei when he heard him speak.The other party was sized up by those wet eyes, and his heart felt like being scratched by a cat.

He interrupted the look playfully: "Don't look, I bumped into you, and Zhixu will be jealous again."

Jiang Zhixu got up to stop his banter: "Okay, Hongfei. Stop teasing him, let him rest, let's go out and talk."

Qin Hongfei followed him out, and asked curiously, "I just ran out on a bicycle in the middle of the night because of something awkward. Is that right?"

Jiang Zhixu smiled: "That's how children are, they won't grow up in front of me."

"It can be seen that you like him very much, he is a treasure." Qin Hongfei commented, "If it is my person, let alone run away from home, and frown with me, he will end badly."

"Even so, there are people who are willing to follow you. I'm different. No one is willing to follow me except him." Jiang Zhixu's helpless words were full of happiness, and he looked back at the ward

"Then you have to be optimistic about it." Qin Hongfei asked, "This is the end of this matter, shall we?"

Jiang Zhixu smiled: "Maybe I should call the police?"