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The next day, Wen Shu waited in fear at the company until noon, and sure enough, he delivered a bouquet of flowers on a regular basis.

Wen Shu ignored the disappointing sighs of the department staff and wanted to reject it as usual, just about to open his eyes and saw a card, then changed his mind, signed and accepted the flower.

Back in the office, other colleagues saw that there was no free lunch and had gone out for food, Wen Shu took out the card from the bouquet, with a handwritten paragraph on it.

[I miss you, I miss us not being able to touch each other, not be able to see each other, not be able to breathe each other.I want you, all the time, I miss everything about us. ]

He read it word by word, as if his hands were scalded, he threw the card on the table, paused for a moment, then put the card back into the drawer.

He really didn't know what to do with such a large bouquet of flowers, so he went to the tea room to find a big bottle, filled it with water, and threw the bouquet into it.

In the afternoon, Wen Shu's cell phone received a text message.

[Have you received the flowers?Did you read the card? ]

Wen Shu looked at the text message, thought for a while, and typed back to him with both hands: [Don't write me some movie lines. ]

It didn't take long for the other party to text back: [The movie lines are also my voice. ]

Wen Shu finished reading and threw the phone into the drawer where the cards were placed, and never returned him.

In the next few days, all the flowers were delivered, and Wen Shu silently signed for them all. Other colleagues were joking whether he was ready to accept the pursuit of the rich woman.

The daily bouquets still come with cards, all of which are soft and contrived love words. Every time Wen Shu reads it, he gets goosebumps all over his body, and he is almost numb to death, but he doesn't throw away the cards.

In the past few days, Xie Chonglin did not go to his house to look for him, but communicated with him through text messages. Wen Shu seldom replied to him. Usually, he only responded to one of the ten messages sent by the other party.

[I am sick. ]

Wen Shu received another text message, and he glanced at it, every time.

The other party is not forgiving.

[I seem to have a fever. ]

[I'm hot all over now. ]

[So sad. ]

The text messages sounded like being chased, one after another.

Wen Shu finally replied to him: [If you feel uncomfortable, go to the hospital. Sending text messages will not cure your illness. ]

[I can't move, I can't go to the hospital. ]

[Call your personal physician. ]

[The private doctor cannot come. ]

Wen Shu was helpless and didn't want to reply to him.

The other party sent again: [I just vomited, and now I am lying in the toilet and cannot get up. ]

This old man is really good at acting, Wen Shu typed expressionlessly: [Let your Filipino maid take you to the hospital. ]

[She is on leave today. ]

The play is quite complete.

[Then you wait at home to die. ]

[I feel like I'm going to faint. ]

"........"

Wen Shu dialed 120.

Xie Chonglin was socializing outside at this time, eating seafood, and sending text messages, but the other party didn't reply for a long time, and he was racking his brains to write something to send to him.

Suddenly a call came in from the mobile phone, it was the phone at home, Xie Chonglin picked up the phone.

The maid at home said on the other end of the phone: "Mr. Xie, there is an ambulance driving at the door, saying that someone called and said that there is a patient at home who needs first aid..."

"..." Xie Chonglin gritted his teeth: "Pay the ambulance and let them go."

Hanging up the phone, Xie Chonglin was about to laugh angrily, wishing to be tied to the bed for a hard lesson to someone who didn't like oil and salt.

Wen Shu suddenly received a call from home at the company. Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar phone number on the screen, his fingers trembled slightly, and he felt a little inexplicably flustered amidst the surprise.

After picking up the phone, a woman came over with a crying voice: "Your father is dying, come back and see him."

Wen Shu seemed to have been hit with a wooden stick, his mind was buzzing, and he said with difficulty: "What... what?" But the other party had already hung up the phone.

Wen Shu's father is a people's teacher. He is upright and rigid. He has been a teacher for most of his life and has always been respected. He simply cannot accept that his son is gay. He was the one who reacted the most when Wen Shu came out to his family.

In his world, men should be with women, marry and have children and reproduce. It is unimaginable for men to be together with men. He thinks this is against the law of heaven, against nature, and is not correct.

He once threatened that if Wen Shu didn't change it, he would think he didn't have this son again.

It was already a day after Wen Shu hurriedly booked a ticket and returned home. He went directly to the hospital and found the inpatient area according to the address.

The ward is an ordinary eight-person room, and each bed has a curtain drawn to separate the next bed. It is daytime, and the family members in the ward are sitting by the patient's bed in twos and threes, some are helping the patient wipe the body, some Eating melon rinds and nuts, some two or three people got together to chat and chat.

Wen Shu walked into the ward and saw Father Wen and Mother Wen on the innermost hospital bed by the window. One of them was leaning on the hospital bed, the other was sitting on the accompanying bed. There was a pad on the small table playing TV dramas. We gathered together to look at the pad attentively, and complained about the poor performance of the actors while watching. Dad Wen looked bright and would reply to Mom Wen from time to time.

Wen Shu froze in place, looking at the picture in front of him, not saying, not saying...

God knows how many tears he shed on the way here, crying like an idiot, and all the people sitting next to him gave him sympathetic looks.

As a result... what is the situation?

At this time, Mother Wen saw him coming from the corner of her eye, her face immediately sank, she stopped watching the TV series, and closed the pad, Father Wen looked at her with a confused face, and followed Mother Wen's line of sight to see Wen Shu The figure on his face instantly turned bad.

Wen Shu swallowed, worked up his courage and walked to the hospital bed, before he could speak, Mother Wen said in a mocking tone: "Look, who is here? Yo, you know how to come back to see your elderly father?" Mom."

Wen Shu's eyes turned red in an instant, and he was stunned like a log, full of regret and a trace of grievance welled up in his heart, and he was speechless immediately.

It's not that he hasn't thought about going home in the past few years. When he was alone in the dead of night countless times, he would have the urge to directly book a ticket to go home.

But he was afraid, he was afraid that when he came back, he would see a face of rejection, he was afraid of hearing sneering words, and he was afraid that he could not enter the house and had to close the door.

These fears made him unable to go home. He could only buy things and send them back. He would be happy for several days if the things were not rejected, and he would be sad for a long time if he called back from time to time and was rejected. It took a long time to work up the courage to call again.

"If it wasn't for your dad's surgery, you wouldn't want to come back, right? We have worked so hard to raise you for so many years, but you just..." Mother Wen began to choke up as she spoke, with tears in her eyes: "How cruel you are! Five years Don't even go home! How can you be so cruel!"

Wen Shu was still standing there with tears all over his face.

Father Wen patted his wife on the back reassuringly, and sternly said to Wen Shu: "You still have the face to come back to see us?!"

"I'm sorry, I..." Wen Shu choked up.

Father Wen forced him to ask, "I said, if you don't change, you are not allowed to come back to see us! Tell me, have you changed?"

Wen Shu's emotions finally collapsed at this moment. The longing he hadn't seen for many years, the worry and regret after receiving the phone call, and the grievance of being accused, all kinds of emotions mixed together. He finally broke down and cried: "I didn't Wrong! What did I do wrong? Why should I change! What did I do wrong!"

The entire noisy ward fell silent for an instant, and everyone watched the farce in silence.

Father Wen said angrily: "You are so stubborn! You are so stubborn! I don't have a son like you! Get out of here!"

"Okay! Don't you think it's embarrassing!" Mother Wen wiped away her tears, her eyes were red, "I called him to come back! Where did you tell him to go? He's not going anywhere!"

Papa Wen's hands trembled with anger, "Why did you ask him to come back?! He came back to embarrass me!"

"I miss my son! Can't I call him back! If you don't want to see him, go out!"

Dad Wen patted the bed board, "This is my ward! If you want to go out, you two will go out!"

"Okay! Go out and get out!" Mother Wen got up resolutely, and pulled Wen Shu out of the ward, ignoring the half-dead father Wen who was angry.

Before the tears on Wen Shu's face were dry, he was staggered out of the ward to the corridor. Looking at the angry mother Wen, he couldn't help but say, "Mom..."

"You still know that I'm your mother!" Mama Wen glared at him, "If I hadn't called you, would you plan to never come back for the rest of your life!"

"I'm afraid you don't want to see me, so I, I..."

He didn't want to come back, he just didn't dare to come back, he was afraid of seeing his parents' disappointed faces, and also afraid of hearing their heart-wrenching words, he wanted to come back countless times, but hesitated again and again.

Mother Wen saw that her anger had not subsided, she took a look at him, and became even angrier, "Why do you only wear such clothes! You will freeze to death!"

Wen Shu was in a hurry to go out. He booked a ticket and came back directly after receiving a call from the company. He didn't have time to bring his luggage. He couldn't help but feel warm when he heard Mama Wen's strict concern.

Mama Wen stroked her hair, gathered herself together, and said, "Your father has that temper, a donkey temper, if you want to lose face and be stubborn, you just let him go!"

"What's wrong with my dad?" Wen Shu only remembered his dad's illness at this time. When answering the phone, Wen's mother said it was so serious that he mistakenly thought that...

When it came to her husband's illness, Mother Wen was a little depressed, and her tone was full of worry: "Your dad has a tumor in his stomach, and he will have an operation to remove it the day after tomorrow. I don't know if the operation will be successful. How old is your dad?" , and a knife will be pulled in the stomach, can he bear it?"

Wen Shu stepped forward and hugged Wen's mother, comforting him: "My dad will be fine, don't worry too much."

Mother Wen glared at him, but her attitude softened, "Your father won't be able to calm down in a short time, you should go home first, change into thicker clothes, and come to see him after I persuade him."

Before Wen Shu left, he talked to his father's attending doctor about his father's condition. The doctor said that the tumor was benign and in a good location, and the risk of resection would not be too great, so he was relieved.

Returning to his long-lost home, looking at the familiar apartment building in the familiar neighborhood, Wen Shu had mixed feelings. The last time he came back was when he came out as a freshman, he knelt down and confessed his sexual orientation to his parents, saying that he fell in love with a man.Unacceptable at the time, Wen's father and Wen's mother drove him out of the house, and he sat on the chair downstairs all night, and never came back after that.

After entering the house, everything in the house was as it was in his memory, even the placement of some small objects remained the same. He pushed open the door of his room, and the inside remained as it was when he left, without a trace of dust, even the quilt was clean. Spread on the bed according to his habit, as if the owner never left.

Wen Shu walked into the room with tears in his eyes, and looked at everything he was familiar with. At this moment, he felt extremely remorseful. Not only did he hurt his parents, but he was too willful and cowardly to come back to face them. In order to make up for his guilt, he had to They can continue to buy things and send them back, and they don’t know whether they will feel a little relief or double sadness when they receive them.

He went to the ward again at night, but Dad Wen still refused to see him, and directly pulled up the curtain to show his attitude.

At this time, Wen Shu was full of guilt towards his parents, and he didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction. He just wanted to apologize sincerely and slowly hoped for their forgiveness.

Mother Wen seemed to be in a normal mood, and she didn't try to persuade Father Wen to close the curtain. After sitting for a while and waiting for the hospital's patient meals to be distributed, she went home with Wen Shu.

Wen Shu has not tasted Mama Wen's cooking skills for many years. After living alone, he began to try cooking. After sitting down for so many years, his cooking skills have grown a lot. Unfortunately, no matter how he cooks, he can't make it taste like home.

Mama Wen didn't cook too complicated dishes, she only cooked a bowl of noodles and a plate of stir-fried vegetables, but Wen Shu was still satisfied and ate them all.

After dinner, Wen Shu thought that Mother Wen would have a long talk with him all night, talk about these years, and then criticize him, urging him to correct his mistakes as soon as possible.But Mother Wen didn't say much, she just asked him when he would bring the object back for him to see.

Mother Wen: "It's been more than five years since we talked. If you have time, bring it back for dinner. No matter what, you still have to see what kind of person you are."

Wen Shu was a little embarrassed, "We have already broken up.."

"Break up? Didn't you love him to the death and life before, and said he was the only one to die? And you didn't go home for so many years because of such a man." Mother Wen looked as if she had expected it a long time ago: "I told you about men a long time ago. The relationship is unreliable and unstable! Look, we broke up in just a few years."

Wen Shu couldn't reply, so he could only accept criticism with a low eyebrow.

The next day he went to the hospital with Mother Wen. Mother Wen went to help Father Wen make breakfast, and Wen Shu went to the hospital to ask if there was a single room or a double room. The environment in the eight-person room was really not very good, especially after surgery. How can the bustle of people coming and going be suitable for postoperative recuperation?

It's a pity that the other party told him that the hospital has no spare wards, and even the beds in the current eight-person room are very tight, and many patients are queuing up to move in.

There is no result in reviewing the book, so I can only accept it.