How to hug a bunny

(Chapter 12) I want to eat dumplings

The next day, Feng Yiqing and Gu Han arrived at the airport early, and it wasn't until the familiar figure appeared in sight that their hanging hearts really fell to the ground.

Chi Mo's eyes were black and blue, seeing the two of them desperately sliding the wheelchair, Gu Han hurried over and trotted them over.

"How is he now?" Chi Mo looked anxiously at Feng Yiqing.

"He's in a coma. Only you can wake him up. It's best to give him a kiss."

Chi Mo's face was serious, and the next second he stretched out his hand to slap Feng Yiqing, "Bastard, I let you lie to me!"

"I really didn't lie to you," Feng Yiqing smiled and avoided, "He really jumped off the building, broke two ribs, and even yelled his last words."

Chi Mo clenched his hands into fists and asked in a low voice, "What?"

"Chi Mo, I can't wait for you."

Hearing this, Chi Mo suddenly lowered his head and maintained this posture for a long time.

Looking at Chi Mo's soaked jeans, Feng Yiqing raised the corners of his mouth, "Isn't he stupid, it's just a matter of time." His tone was teasing as usual, but his eyes were red.

Gu Han also turned his head, his always affectionate peach blossom eyes were full of tears, at this moment, he was grateful for the gods and Buddhas, leaving Ji Mingyu's life behind.

When the three of them arrived at the ward, Chi Mo suddenly became timid. He turned his head and looked at Gu Han nervously, "Xiaohan, is my hair messy? Am I getting ugly?"

"No chaos," Gu Han smiled softly, "You are as good-looking as before."

Chi Mo took a deep breath, slowly pushed open the door of the ward, and looked at the person on the bed. He hadn't seen him for three years, but it was like a dream that had been described thousands of times without any sense of strangeness.

"Mingyu." Chi Mo moved the wheelchair forward, and Feng Yiqing behind him gently closed the door.

"Mingyu." Chi Mo called out again, grabbed Ji Mingyu's bruised hand, put it on his cheek and gently rubbed it, "Mingyu, wake up."

Ji Mingyu actually woke up once earlier, and then fell asleep drowsily.Half asleep and half awake, he seemed to hear a familiar voice, but felt his left hand itchy, and opened his eyes impatiently. He thought it was Ji's mother, and that was the last person he wanted to see now.

"Mingyu." Seeing him open his eyes, Chi Mo hurriedly called out again.

Ji Mingyu turned his head slowly, stared at Chi Mo in a daze, then closed his eyes again, and smiled wryly, "I'm still hallucinating."

"..." Chi Mo's eyes were red, he lowered his head and bit down on it with all his strength.

"Fuck!" Feeling the pain, Ji Mingyu raised his head suddenly, withdrew his hand, and looked at Chi Mo fixedly, as if he didn't know him. After a long, long time, he said in a low voice with tears, "Get out."

Chi Mo was taken aback, moved his lips, but couldn't say a word, he just slowly lowered his arms, let go of Ji Mingyu's hand, turned the wheelchair, and slowly slid towards the door.

Ji Mingyu stared intently at Chi Mo's back, his eyes widened, until finally his eye sockets seemed to burst, he struggled to get out of bed, but he was too weak to lift his lower body, so he could only pat the bed hard, facing Chi Mo roared like crazy: "What the hell happened to your leg? Ah? What's wrong? Who did it? Who did it? Was it my dad? Was it? Who did it? I'm going to kill him !! I'm going to kill him!!"

Feng Yiqing and Gu Han heard the roar, rushed in quickly, and pressed Ji Mingyu on the bed. He had just finished the operation, and the wound could not be opened again.

Ji Mingyu was like a mad cow, with red eyes and tears streaming down his face, he desperately raised his head and yelled at Chi Mo: "Who did it! I killed him! I killed him! Chi Mo! Chi Mo!! Your legs! ! Chi Mo!!”

Chi Mo's wheelchair was stuck at the door, he tried his best to turn around, and looked at Ji Mingyu two by two, crying uncontrollably, the death of his parents, the loss of his legs, the pain of being away from home, the three years of hatred, finally all today Explosive, irrepressible.

Ji Mingyu's shout finally alarmed Ji's father and Ji's mother, and they ran down in a panic, which irritated Ji Mingyu even more.

"Go! You go! Give back Chi Mo's leg!! I hate you! I hate you!! It's all of you!! My Chi Mo! My Chi Mo!!"

Even though two people were holding Ji Mingyu down, he still struggled desperately to get up, and stretched out his arms towards Chi Mo, as if it was the last ray of light in his world, fleeting.

"Uncle," Chi Mo raised his tear-filled face, "Can you help me get out of the wheelchair, I want to get there, but it's stuck."

Ji's father was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes turned red, and he quickly pushed Chi Mo to Ji Mingyu's side.

"Chi Mo, Chi Mo." Ji Mingyu grabbed Chi Mo's arm, exhausted all his strength, his facial features squeezed together in an ugly way, and cried in an extremely embarrassing manner, "Your legs! Your legs!"

"Mingyu," Chi Mo reached out and touched Ji Mingyu's face, tears streaming down his face, "Be good, please lie down first, the wound will open."

"I won't lie down, I won't lie down!!" Ji Mingyu shook his head desperately like crazy, "Last time I just slept and lost you..."

Chi Mo's heart was about to break. He tried his best to support the wheelchair with his arms, trying to lift himself up, but he couldn't do it. Suddenly, his back lightened, and Ji's father hugged his body.

Seeing this, Gu Han quickly let go of Ji Mingyu, helped Ji's father, and carried Chi Mo to the hospital bed.

Ji Mingyu hugged him, frantically touched and kissed him, and carefully confirmed that apart from his legs, what else was missing from his Chi Mo.

Everyone else retreated silently, leaving only the couple who hadn't seen each other for a long time. The time they separated was too long, and it was not easy for them to leave. They must have a lot to say.

After Feng Yiqing and Gu Han comforted Ji's father and Ji's mother, they sat down on the stool in the corridor as if they had lost their strength.

"You said, love is so life-and-death, why are you still fighting for it?" Feng Yiqing was a little depressed, "Chi Mo lost two legs, Ji Mingyu lost half his life, and there are people who even lost their entire life." Gone."

Gu Han was afraid that he might get hurt, so he quickly changed the topic, "You haven't eaten since morning, are you hungry, what do you want to eat?"

Feng Yiqing was silent for a while, then suddenly said slowly: "I want to eat dumplings."

"Let's go, there seems to be a good dumpling restaurant nearby."

"I want to eat dumplings from Saner Bao."

Gu Han was taken aback for a moment, and then his face was full of helplessness, "Stop making trouble."

"I'm not making trouble, I really want to eat the dumplings made by him." Feng Yiqing suddenly stood up straight, and snatched the car keys from Gu Han's hand.

"..." Gu Han's head hurts a little, one or two are not worrying.

Feng Yiqing dragged his car to the cafeteria, rushed to Ding Yi's face in a few steps, his face was covered with oil and sweat, and he was panting heavily.

Ding Yi was startled, trying to maintain a paralyzed face, "What's wrong?"

"I want to eat dumplings." Feng Yiqing's eyes were burning.

"It's already seven o'clock in the evening, and it's already sold out."

Feng Yiqing's smile slowly disappeared from his face, and suddenly he was particularly wronged. After going through such joys and sorrows, he just wanted to eat dumplings, but San'er sold out all the dumplings. Crispy little flying flowers.

"You, are you alright?" Ding Yi asked worriedly seeing Feng Yiqing's whole body lost its luster.

Feng Yiqing glanced at him, stopped talking, and walked out slowly with a cold face.

"Wait!" Ding Yi didn't know why he called Feng Yiqing to stop, but his intuition told him that he couldn't just let the silly dog ​​leave.

"If you want to eat, let's go shopping for food and pack it for you now."

"..." Feng Yiqing immediately turned back, without further ado, grabbed Ding Yi's hand and pulled it out.

"You, wait a minute." Ding Yi blushed, and tried to retract, but in the end he couldn't match ALPHA's strength, and was dragged out abruptly.

Feng Yiqing stuffed the person into the car, kicked the accelerator, and the car rushed out with a "boom", scaring Ding Yi to fasten his seat belt, "Slow down."

"I'm starving, I haven't eaten all day."

"Who told you not to eat?"

"I want to eat the dumplings you made."

Ding Yi hastily turned his head away, grabbed the seat belt with his fingers, "It's, it's what it is!"

Feng Yiqing brought him to the supermarket, and dragged Ding Yi straight to the fresh vegetable section.

"What stuffing do you want to eat?" Ding Yi let him drag, and quickly looked at the rich variety of ingredients with a blank face.

"You decide."

Ding Yi looked around, suddenly his eyes lit up, he hurried over to have a look, and then happily asked Feng Yiqing: "Have you ever eaten dumplings stuffed with pippi shrimp?"

"..." Feng Yiqing honestly shook his head, "That's all."

He threw all the twenty boxes of Pippi shrimp meat in the freezer into the cart, and dragged Ding Yi to go out.

"Wait a minute, I haven't bought vegetables and seasonings yet, they are not in the rented house, they are all in the school kitchen."

Feng Yiqing thought for a while, "Don't buy it, go to my house."

"..." Ding Yi wanted to turn around and run back to the back kitchen of the school.

Feng Yiqing pulled him back home, as usual, except for the servants, no one else was there.

Seeing the young master coming back, the servant hurried out to greet him.Ding Yi was pushed into the spacious kitchen without looking around.

"Aunt Zhao, call the chef over." Feng Yiqing turned his head and shouted to the older helper.

The fat chef ran out quickly when he heard the young master's call, with a kind smile on his face: "Master, what do you want for supper?"

"You don't need to do it," Feng Yiqing pointed to Ding Yi, "He makes dumplings for me, and you help cook."

The fat chef was stunned. He remembered the pile of golden medals and certificates of honor at home, looked at the serious young master again, and nodded aggrievedly.

Finally, with the help of the first-level chef and servants, Feng Yiqing ate the dumplings in less than half an hour.

Regardless of the heat, he picked one up and threw it into his mouth. After chewing twice, he kept giving Ding Yi a thumbs up, "San'er, it's so delicious, really."

"Who is San'er called?" Ding Yi glanced at him in disgust, and stammered unnaturally, "D-of course it's delicious."

Feng Yiqing ate hard, his posture scared Aunt Zhao and the fat chef. They almost thought that the young master had been abused outside and hadn't eaten for a few days.

"I'm full." Feng Yiqing swallowed the 40th dumpling and rubbed his stomach with satisfaction, "Is there any more?"

"There are more than [-] babies left." Sitting like a mountain, Ding Yi was the only person in the room who was not frightened by Feng Yiqing's appetite.

"Come with me to the hospital when it's cooked."

"..." Ding Yi had a headache, he should have let Feng Yiqing go straight away.Taking out his mobile phone, Ding Yi sent Qiu Zifei a late reply message, directly ignoring Qiu Zifei's questioning.

The author has something to say

I also really want to eat dumplings. In other words, I really like Chi Mo's character. He is free and easy, able to take it easy and let it go, and he can smile away his grievances. Such a person must be happy every day. No matter how hard it is, No match for the bright smile on his face.