lovelorn too little

Zhou Ping stood there for a while, then turned and left without saying a word.

After more than 20 minutes, he went back and forth, brought a few people into Lu Xinyi's bedroom with a lot of things like moving house.

The small bedroom turned into a simple ward in an instant, and when Lu Xinyi was put on an IV, he left under Lu Xinyi's urging eyes.

The next day, Lu Xinyi stayed with Jay in the hospital all morning and went out to look for work in the afternoon.

Holding his student ID card from the United Nations University, he thought it would be easier to find a part-time job during the winter vacation. He asked casually when he was buying coffee, and he was booked to work at the cashier at the front desk.

Originally, buying coffee was just the beginning of job hunting, so he went to work all afternoon in a daze. In fact, he just stood aside and taught him how to operate the system for a while when the boy who made coffee had time.

"Okay, come to work at ten o'clock tomorrow. These are work clothes. You can take them back to wash at night." The boy found him a hat and a new jacket with the logo of the coffee shop. "Where do you live?"

Lu Xinyi said his address, and the other party said "Hey": "The other way."

"Oh." Lu Xinyi said, "Then goodbye."

"Come on, let's go to the subway station together."

After taking the subway to the bus to his residence, he saw Zhou Ping's car downstairs. A few old ladies were chatting at the entrance of the building. They spoke Shanghainese. Lu Xinyi could understand a few words. They were discussing standing in the stairwell on the fifth floor. Yama.

He didn't dare to go up, turned around and went to the hospital.

The single room in the public hospital was also relatively narrow, and he was not willing to add an extra bed, so he slept on his stomach in front of Jay's hospital bed all night, and at ten o'clock the next day, he started to go to work in the coffee shop.

I was still sleeping in the hospital at night, and when I was thinking about whether to make it clear with Zhou Ping or move first, Zhou Ping found the ward.

By accident, when he pushed open the door of the ward, Lu Xinyi just came out of the bathroom and listened to Zhou Ping asking the passing nurses on the other side of the corridor. After a few words, everyone suddenly became flustered. Nurses and doctors poured into the ward, and Lu Xinyi also ran in with a pale face.

Soon Jay was pushed into the operating room. Soon, a nurse came out to inform him that one was to ask him to pay the fee, and the other was that the patient needed a blood transfusion, but because of the special blood type, the hospital did not have enough stock.

"I'll do it." Zhou Ping, who had been ignored by Lu Xinyi in the messy scene, said suddenly, "My blood type is the same as his."

The nurse patted her chest with an exaggerated sigh of relief, as if she couldn't believe that such a life-threatening crisis was resolved so easily.

She immediately left the bewildered Lu Xinyi, turned to Zhou Ping, and asked him about his physical condition and the history of infectious diseases as usual.

But he was healthy and strong, and he was undoubtedly a very qualified blood donor. Needless to say, the nurse immediately took him for a routine examination for infectious diseases.

In the public hospital corridor filled with the smell of disinfectant, Zhou Ping shook Lu Xinyi's hand before leaving, and put his broad chest in front of his eyes: "Don't be afraid, it's nothing serious."

Zhou Ping went there for more than half an hour, and Lu Xinyi stood at the same place by the door of the ward until the nurse called him: "Young man, don't be in a daze, go and see your friend, he just finished drawing blood, pay more attention to him. Nothing uncomfortable."

Lu Xinyi asked: "How much did you smoke?"

The nurse's expression was very serious: "400, go quickly."

Lu Xinyi agreed with an "oh", turned around, took two slow steps, and suddenly started running.

Zhou Ping was sitting and resting in the blood drawing room. The back of the chair was too low for him, so he raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, put his suit on his lap, and took off half of his shirt to reveal the blood-drawing arm. Use the other hand to hold the cotton swab against the eye of the needle.

There were very few people in the blood drawing room, except for the two nurses, Zhou Ping was the only one. Lu Xinyi stood outside the door watching for a while, and then walked in front of him. As soon as he stopped, he opened his eyes, and then showed a serious look at Lu Xinyi. A slightly flattering laugh.

"It's fine." Zhou Ping said, "Don't you think I'm fine?"

Lu Xinyi didn't speak, and he said exaggeratedly: "My God, aren't you going to cry again?"

As soon as Lu Xinyi turned around to leave, he said "Ouch", and Lu Xinyi hurried over: "What's wrong?"

"The eye of the needle hurts." Zhou Ping tried to take the cotton swab away to show him, "Such a thick needle."

Lu Xinyi pressed his hand, and said anxiously: "Press it for a while, don't let go."

Zhou Ping made a tired look: "Then hold it for me."

Lu Xinyi carefully took the cotton swab from his hand, not daring to let the cotton swab leave the needle hole on his arm from the beginning to the end.

Zhou Ping's arm is very strong, and when he relaxes, he can clearly see the beautiful muscles next to each other. At this time, it may be because the blood has just been drawn, and the traces of blood vessels on it are more obvious than usual, slightly protruding from the skin come out.

Lu Xinyi didn't speak any more, and Zhou Ping didn't say any more. The free hand rested lightly on Lu Xinyi's hand that was holding the cotton swab for him, and he closed his eyes again, removing the tiredness of pretending, leaving the real exhausted.

The blood drawing room was quiet for a long time, and Zhou Ping only hoped that this time would last longer, but in the end Lu Xinyi stood up, threw the cotton swab into the trash can by his feet, and said to him: "You go home Go and rest."

Zhou Ping also stood up from the chair, slowly buttoned his shirt, put on his suit jacket, and said before Lu Xinyi became impatient, "I'm done."

Lu Xinyi sent him off, and the two walked out of the hospital gate one after the other. Zhou Ping stood and watched him for a while, and when he was about to leave, Lu Xinyi said, "Thank you."

Zhou Ping looked at him with very restrained eyes, and finally said: "You know I don't want your thanks."

Lu Xinyi shook his head: "Thank you."

A few nights later, Zhou Bing waited for Lu Xinyi to come home before knocking on his door. Lu Xinyi didn't open the door again, so he had to stuff the stack of documents through the door for a long time. All the property transfer agreements that can be operated on the Internet are signed by Zhou Ping's stiff pen.

Lu Xinyi went to him twice, but she couldn't return it no matter what, so she had to put it in a drawer in his bedroom and told Zhou Ping to come and get it when she was free.

After Zhou Ping forcibly put a lot of things into Lu Xinyi's house, and basically changed the soft furnishings, he stopped coming to the door with Lu Xinyi's pleading eyes every day, and only went to the hospital every now and then.

Jay's death is a foregone conclusion, only waiting for that day to come, Zhou Ping knew it early in the morning.

But after Lu Xinyi transferred Jay to another hospital, because the doctors in the public hospital didn't have any scruples about him, he told the truth the second time they met, so he knew it clearly.

The cost of using a ventilator is very high, and Lu Xinyi's salary at the coffee shop is not enough, so he found another half-day job, running around the hospital and part-time jobs every morning, afternoon and evening, and the time passed quickly.

Recently, Zhou Ping's visits have gradually decreased, and the time intervals have become longer and longer. Except for the two days of Chinese New Year and Lu Xinyi's birthday, he also seems to be in a hurry every time he comes.

Maybe it was because he was busy with work, his body and nerves were tired, and he was in a bad mood, so he remained silent when facing Lu Xinyi.

Lu Xinyi felt that this was very good, and everything seemed to be developing in the order he most expected.

He doesn't need to think about which day Zhou Ping is busy and which day he is not, and he doesn't need to be afraid of which sentence he said is true and which sentence is false. Thinking of Zhou Ping's deception again and again, he even begins to feel the truth of lying. The current week will be difficult on its own.

Ivan's death made him panic, and losing Huayin was the most unacceptable thing for him.

Lu Xinyi didn't really hate him at all, maybe it was just regret.

The probability of their meeting in this vast world is actually pitifully small, and in such a long time, he and Zhou Ping have refused to change from beginning to end, stubbornly loving each other in their own way, which is the most unlucky thing. possible long-lasting love.

Sometimes when Jay fell asleep, Lu Xinyi would sit on the chair in the corridor outside the ward for a while.

He thought, unlike in the village on the border where there would never be any possible separation except death, the two of them would always be like the most ordinary friends, because the intersection of life and work became less and less. Losing touch is much the same as the end of every relationship in this city.

He walked too far, and every time he looked back, he felt that the distance was so long, but the sense of wandering became weaker and weaker as he left Zhou Ping.

Lu Xinyi only received a few years of school education, and basically became an adult after growing freely.

In the spring he would sow the seed, a small patch of corn and fruit, then satisfy the boy's craving for a point-and-shoot while hunting, harvest in the fall, and be active both winter and summer in the frontier trade.

After arriving in Shanghai, he actually didn’t like class very much, he didn’t like tutoring, and he didn’t like many trivial things in school. Everything notified in the class group had a fixed deadline, and too many small things seemed to be missed. Leading to lagging behind everyone's unanimous progress.

Unlike when he was in the village, raspberries and strawberries could be picked today or tomorrow. Even if there was a sudden heavy rain, he only needed to take a piece of plastic sheeting to support the fields.

It has nothing to do with laziness or hard work. The difference is that there is nothing that must be done. In the endless fields, no one will set a deadline for him.

But the city is big, there are many people, and there is also a lot of loneliness.

When he finally didn't have to work hard to integrate into society and be a person expected by society in order to reassure Zhou Ping, he began to feel the long-lost freedom.

His life is no longer just love.He was originally a person who never longed for freedom, because he had always had freedom before meeting Zhou Ping.

"do you still love me?"

Lu Xinyi will always remember Zhou Ping's expression and eyes when he asked him this way. Could it be that he just surrendered his freedom to Zhou Ping?No, Zhou Ping also surrendered to him.

Therefore, Lu Xinyi believed without doubt that breaking up was a very good thing for him and Zhou Ping.

And Zhou Ping can gradually accept it, which is even better than breaking up.

They were originally in love, so there was really no need for them to become jealous enemies when they met.

Lu Xinyi felt unrestrained happiness.

After spring, Lu Xinyi changed jobs and worked as a waiter in a western restaurant closer to the hospital. He went with the boy who first taught him to use the cash register system in the coffee shop. The working hours were shorter and the salary was higher.

After working together for nearly five months, they got along very well, and Lu Xinyi planned to move and live with his colleague.

He had no plan to live in Rongqi's rented house from the beginning, so both of them could save a lot of rent in this way.

But the day after he greeted the landlord, Zhou Ping came.

After doing the math, the two of them haven't seen each other for more than ten days. The last time Zhou Ping ate a delicious Russian dish by chance and drove it over for him in person.

But at this moment, he was standing at the door of Lu Xinyi with a sullen face, and the first thing he said was: "You found a new one so quickly?"

Lu Xinyi didn't understand what he said at first, but Zhou Ping couldn't hold back his furious appearance, squeezed his shoulders and squeezed into the door, and the strong smell of alcohol followed, enveloping Lu Xinyi.

"What's so good about him? No one in the family from old to young can get on the stage. Oh, he has a lot of working experience, and he can take you to change jobs. It's very happy to be with him?"

"Zhou Ping, don't talk nonsense." Lu Xinyi stepped back and pushed him, "You're drunk, go home, don't play crazy with me."

"Why am I just drunk? Damn! Everyday! I'm so busy that I don't even know my last name, and I'll run to you whenever I'm free. I'm afraid that if you come too often, you'll be annoying, and if you come too seldom, I'll fucking miss you! Be a little fug, accompany the front and the back! Like a dog, even a dog is worse! If the dog pleases you, you still pet it, what about me?! Lu Xinyi, what do you say about me? That’s how you treat me, I Be your dog! You don’t want to! Turn around and find a blind mangy dog!”

"Lu Xinyi, please treat me like a human being, please? Let me tell you that I was wrong. I won't get married. I'll never get married again. I'll give you everything. What about you? Can you listen to me? You fucking turn around and find a new one, and you have to live with someone, haha, hahahahaha!"

"Do you believe I can kill him right now?!"

With red eyes piercing his lungs and screaming until Lu Xinyi froze, it took him a while to recover, and said in a trembling voice, "Get out."

Zhou Ping suddenly turned his face and smiled, then turned back to stare at Lu Xinyi, stretched out his hand and squeezed Lu Xinyi's chin involuntarily and dragged it in front of him, the expression on his face was hideous because of drunkenness and anger: "Say Did he fuck you too? That's right, your nature is like this, you love to eat dicks, and you can't wait to give them money after a few fucks, right?"

Lu Xinyi digested his words word by word, and suddenly his face turned pale, and his mind went blank. Pushing Zhou Ping's hand maintained its original position, but he didn't use any more force.

For a moment, he felt more disgusted than ever. In the past few months, he tried to convince himself that the veil that Zhou Ping had covered was torn apart by Zhou Ping himself, and then he presented the bloody fact before his eyes.

It turned out that in Zhou Ping's heart, he was really just a bitch who only recognized dicks.

So he lied to him again and again, thinking that the death of his best friend's family due to his own mistakes is not an unforgivable event, and it doesn't matter if he gets married when he is with him. Love, just because Zhou Ping treats him as a bitch who is ready to call.

He forgives again and again because he is cowardly, obsequious, and cheap.

Zhou Ping got closer and closer, and the smell of alcohol fell on Lu Xinyi's face, and that originally upright face was grim: "How about it, can you tell which dick is bigger? Do you want me to try it for you again? ?”

"Get out!!" Lu Xinyi's face was full of tears, he slapped Zhou Ping away from his face, and when he turned back, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his gloomy eyes were full of bloodthirsty ruthlessness. meaning.

Enraged by Lu Xinyi's slap, he was so powerful that he stretched out his hand twice and pushed Lu Xinyi into the bedroom in an absolutely suppressing posture. He threw off his suit and pushed him face down into the bed, kneeling on Lu Xinyi's knees. Bend his legs, put his elbows against Lu Xinyi's back, straighten his upper body and take off his pants.

The pain couldn't be suppressed in his throat at all, Lu Xinyi was screamed out by his reckless and rough actions, physical tears fell in response, and in the next second, he was pushed into the back of the head amidst the foul language and the smell of alcohol .

Because of the violent emotional ups and downs, the abnormally hard and hot thick penis was inserted into Lu Xinyi's body. During Lu Xinyi's most unforgivable violence, blood was wiped in and out, and their entangled and complicated past was smeared beyond recognition for the last time.