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The No. [-] Hospital of the City is located two stations away from the motorcycle factory. Its medical conditions are at the end of the entire original city. It used to be the employee hospital of the motorcycle factory. It was taken out together with the children's school more than ten years ago and became a public hospital.Several inpatient buildings are very old, and the wards are painted with old-fashioned green and white paint.The only thing that is more grand is the outpatient building, which has been renovated a few years ago. It looks like the same thing from the outside, but it is still old inside.

In any hospital, no matter how poor the condition is, there will be an endless stream of patients, and the small vendors outside the hospital will get up early and work late.Luo Tanshen parked the car in the alley opposite the No. [-] Hospital of the City, put on sunglasses and a mask, covered his face tightly, and walked towards the hospital.

It is not an easy task for him to squeeze into the hospital from the gate where a large number of patients and their family members are wandering.

He has always hated crowded places and the touch of strangers, and the black people in front of him, some have greasy hair, some are dirty, and some are suffering from unnamed infectious diseases.

He frowned, pulled the mask tighter, and squeezed through with a sigh of relief.

Someone scolded behind him, but he didn't bother to pay attention. He looked at the sign and walked towards a building painted in khaki.

Zhou Jinchuan and Lu Mingmin lived there.

One had a broken arm and a leg, and the other was about to run out of oil and burn out.

He came to see their jokes and appreciated the belated retribution, but his footsteps stopped at the stairs on the first floor, and he couldn't go up anyway.

The inpatient building was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant, and he felt pain and numbness in the nerves all over his body, as if being pricked by needles.

Seven years ago, he smelled this smell day and night, hoping that his brother would survive.Too bad it didn't work.No matter how advanced the equipment, no matter how skilled the doctors are, they are helpless.

He remembered that the smell of disinfectant was particularly strong that day, mixed with the pungent smell of other potions. He was so dizzy from the smoke that he retched at first, but then he couldn't stand it anymore. He went downstairs to the garden to breathe, and when he came back, his brother was fine It's gone, it's gone completely, and I don't even want to leave it to him.

The afterimages of the past overlapped with the ashes of reality, he shook his head fiercely, turned around and left the inpatient building quickly, squeezed out of the crowd in a daze, only to remember that he hadn't seen Zhou Jinchuan yet.

He stood on the side of the crowded road, raised his eyes and looked into the hospital, his pupils were dizzy, as if he lost focus.

After a long time, he took off his sunglasses, rubbed his sore eye sockets, got in the car, turned on the ignition, and then punched the steering wheel.

He never thought that he would not have the courage to meet Zhou Jinchuan.Whether it's disgusting or hating, he is afraid that once he sees the beast named Zhou, he will completely lose control and turn back to the 16-year-old boy who just lost his brother.

The car was stuffy, and he could still smell the disinfectant in a vague way. He hurriedly opened the window to ventilate the air. He wasn't sure if it was psychological or if the smell of disinfectant was really on his body.

He tore off his coat, scarf, mask, and gloves. When holding the perfume bottle, his fingers even trembled, so he didn't squeeze out the perfume immediately.

The gloomy emotions stretched out from all directions like a pair of wet hands, covering his mouth and nose and pressing his chest together with the lingering smell of disinfectant, almost suffocating him.

He pinched his own tiger's mouth, pulled away from his emotions suddenly, and gasped for breath.But for a moment, he was already covered in sweat.

Suddenly, I missed the faint smell of tobacco and engine oil on Shan Yufei's body.He leaned on the back of the chair, slowly closed his eyes, and tried to recall these two ordinary smells, as if they could open up a barrier to isolate the haunting smell of disinfectant.

After almost a long time, the mood finally calmed down.He wiped the sweat off his face, eager to take a hot bath.

This place is very close to the motorcycle manufacturer's area. When driving on the road, he inevitably remembered that he was sweating all over at Shan Yufei's house that day, and even stained Shan Yufei's bed sheets and quilt covers.

Shan Yufei was so frugal, he definitely wouldn't throw away the sheets and duvet covers.They should have been cleaned by now, it's just that the weather has been bad these days, so I don't know if they have dried.

And that shirt.

What would Shan Yufei do with his shirt?Wash and dry?Or just leave it alone?

My heart was occupied by curiosity, and gradually became less anxious and gloomy.

It was evening now, and Shan Yufei had already gone to Jianshu, but he turned around at the intersection and drove to the motorcycle factory's area.

Although he has only been there once, he remembers the window of the single house.The car couldn't come in, so he stood downstairs, staring at the balcony of the living room without glass windows for a long time.

There were jeans and a long-sleeved T-shirt on the clothesline, but no sheets, let alone his shirt.

"Have you done it already?" He murmured to himself, thinking when he got back into the car, he must have done it.

After running this trip inexplicably, the sweat on my body was dry, but it was even more uncomfortable if I was tired of it.He wanted to see Shan Yufei, and he also wanted to take a quick shower and eat a bowl of seafood noodles at Jianshu.

He has already recognized that Shan Yufei is his "emotional regulation expert". When he is depressed and negative, think of Shan Yufei. The bad mood will disappear immediately, at least it won't wrap him like a vine and make him breathless. When he was young, Shan Yufei would pour a basin of cold water on him from time to time, making him float even if he wanted to.

He is still fascinated by this bondage.

Halfway through the trip, the phone rang.He looked at it, it was an unknown caller.

He didn't answer when it rang for the first time, but the caller seemed to be quite persistent, making one call after another.

He was a little annoyed, and his tone was not very good when he picked it up, "Who?"

"Young Master Luo." A voice that seemed to have been heard somewhere came, "I, I didn't disturb you, did I?"

He thought for a long time before realizing, "An Yuxin?"

"It's me." An Yuxin usually speaks weakly, and she lacks confidence on the phone, "Master Luo, didn't you save my phone number?"

of course not.

This is his private number, and many people with superficial contacts are stored on their work mobile phones.

But even that phone didn't have An Yuxin on it.

He was a little strange, wondering why An Yuxin called suddenly.Although he has dealt with each other before, and last time in Lingdu, he took care of the other party, but that was just a show of caring. For someone as weak as An Yuxin, he would still not hesitate to show his demeanor.

"What's the matter?" He faked a smile to bring a smile to his voice.

"It's okay." An Yuxin immediately denied it, and quickly said, "Young Master Luo, you were drunk that day, and my brother and I couldn't take good care of you."

As soon as he heard it, he knew that An Yuxin, the rose raised in the greenhouse, wanted to get close to him.

But this phone call was too boring. If you want to make a call, you should call the next day. It has been several days now, and An Yu didn't mention it. He almost forgot about being drunk.

But he didn't forget what he did when he was drunk.

Thinking of the touch and turmoil in the drunk, his eyebrows stretched, and his tone really smiled, "It's okay, you came late that day, I didn't even have a few drinks with you, another day..."

"Can I do it today?" An Yuxin said a little anxiously, but quickly died down after saying one sentence, "Can I treat you to dinner today?"

"Today?" Luo Tan rubbed the end of his eyebrows deeply, "Sorry, I have something to deal with today."

"Ah..." An Yuxin might not know how to hide her disappointment at all, "Then, when are you free?"

"It's hard to say." Luo Tanshen said softly, "How about this, I'll call you in advance if I'm free, okay?"

An Yuxin let out a "huh" as a promise.

Luo Tanshen was the best at coaxing young masters like him, and he made him happy with just a few words. He hung up the phone first, the corners of his lips sank, and his face returned to indifference.

He was not surprised that An Yuxin would cling to him, but he was not interested at all in this jade-like person.

His interest lies with Shan Yufei, and seeing Shan Yufei is the most important thing.As for the "call when you're free" promise, it's like farting.

Shan Yufei was wearing Jianshu's uniform and shuttled around the lobby serving dishes.

Luo Tanshen didn't go to the private room this time, but sat at the square table in the middle of the lobby, with a camel coat draped over the back of the chair, and expensive cropped trousers with a shirt worth tens of dollars.

The material of the shirt was not good at first glance, and the buttons were rough as hell, and there was no design at all. Let alone wearing it on him, it would be extremely incongruous if worn on any guest in this restaurant.

After all, the consumption here is really not low, even the uniform of the waiter is more exquisite than this shirt.

Luo Tanshen came home wearing Shan Yufei's shirt that day, and there was a small red mark on his collarbone.He looked at the mirror for a long time, but found it quite interesting.

Of course he couldn't wear this shirt when he went out today.The shirt was brought from home and delivered to Jianshu's guest room.After taking a shower, he found it uncomfortable to wear, so he undid all the buttons on it.

At this time, he opened his collarbone and propped his chin to watch Shan Yufei bustle about.

There is no seafood noodles on the restaurant menu at all, so if you want to eat it, you have to tell the kitchen alone.He didn't rush, seeing that Shan Yufei seemed to have rested, he called Shan Yufei to him by name.

Shan Yufei obviously saw the shirt on his body, but his expression remained unchanged.

He touched his collarbone and said, "I want to eat seafood noodles."

This movement was not intentional, but he was really not used to wearing this shirt, and he always felt that the collarbone was itchy.

Shan Yufei's eyes burned, "I'll let the master cook for you."

"I want you to cook for me," he said.

Shan Yufei looked into his eyes, neither agreed nor refused, and walked towards the back kitchen in silence.

A quarter of an hour later, a bowl of steaming seafood noodles was brought to him.

He picked up the chopsticks and stirred it, raised his eyebrows, "Did you cook it?"

Shan Yufei's eyes fell on the red mark on his collarbone, and he was distracted, and a fleeting moment of bewilderment flashed in his eyes.

"Where are you looking?" He smiled and picked up the noodles, tasted it and said, "The craftsmanship is pretty good."

"En." Shan Yufei nodded.

"It seems that you cooked this noodles." Luo Tan raised his legs deeply, "I have to boast before admitting it, and it's not easy to chat with you."

Shan Yufei frowned slightly.

"Why, do you want to deny it?" Luo Tan was so unreasonable, "It's too late. If you didn't cook this noodle, what did you 'hmm' just now?"

"Eat slowly," Shan Yufei said, turning around, "I still have something to do."

Luo Tanshen didn't stop him this time, and smiled at him with an unreasonable ambiguous tone, "Put on your shirt for me, and cook noodles for me. You are really caring..."

baby.

Shan Yufei ignored him.

Luo Tan was halfway through his meal when he received a call from Lin Xiuhan.

"Master, last time you asked me to investigate Shan Yufei in detail, I just learned something new." Lin Xiuhan said.

"Oh?" Luo Tan took a long look at Shan Yufei's back, "What's going on?"

"He was admitted to Yuancheng University." Lin Xiuhan said: "But he didn't go to class."

"Yuancheng University?" Luo Tanshen put down his chopsticks.

"Yes, it is the Harajo University where you got your student status after you returned to China."