lovelorn too little

Lu Xinyi didn't move after being thrown onto the bed by Zhou Ping. He cried out in pain, but he bit his hand not long after.

After Zhou Ping got in, he leaned down and pressed his upper body tightly against his back. The hand that was pressing on his shoulder never took off. The smell of alcohol not only surrounded Lu Xinyi, but also gradually filled the whole room.

But is Zhou Ping really drunk?There's a big difference between being drunk on causality that drives his actions, or whether he's drunk and then doing it at the same time.

After a short wait, Zhou Ping stopped, pulled him by the hair and pulled him into his arms, panting to see his back, the still hard penis slid across his waist and bad ass during the movement , Lu Xinyi knew it was the latter.

He lay motionless on his stomach, and felt that Zhou Ping stopped his movements while spreading his buttocks apart. The situation must not be very good, because Lu Xinyi also felt a deep pain.

Zhou Ping quickly called for someone to deal with it. He stood there waiting for the doctor to wash him and apply medicine. Lu Xinyi didn't say a word the whole time, and kept his eyes downcast.

From Zhou Ping rushing into his residence to the time the doctor left, the whole process probably took no more than an hour.

When the sound of the door closing came from the living room, Lu Xinyi tried to move. The room still smelled heavily of alcohol and there was blood on the bed sheet, but it was the only way to go. The pillow, then slowly turned sideways, reaching out to pull the quilt with great difficulty.

But it seemed that no matter how careful he was, as long as he moved, he would be pulled into the broken place. Lu Xinyi was pulled halfway, but was pulled back by Zhou Ping who was standing by the window with his back to him.

He looked down at Lu Xinyi with no expression on his face, the blood on the corner of his mouth that was spattered by Lu Xinyi hadn't been wiped off, and now it was a bruise, staring at Lu Xinyi for a long time, he showed a very slight contemptuous smile : "Does it hurt?"

Lu Xinyi withdrew his hand, slowly curled up a little bit, and lay on his side beside the bed without any pants on, with his arms tucked in front of his chest.

Kneeling on the bed, Zhou Ping took out a handful of crumpled photos from his trouser pocket and threw them on Lu Xinyi's face. Seeing that he didn't respond, he picked them up again, unfolded them carefully and flattened them for him to see.

One of them is a photo of him walking on the road with his colleagues, probably three months ago, because the peach blossoms on the side of the road are in full bloom.Lu Xinyi only took one look, and then closed his eyes.

Seeing his lack of response, Zhou Ping was not angry, and took out two high-speed rail tickets with seats next to each other for Hangzhou next week, with the names of Lu Xinyi and his colleagues written on them.

Seeing those two tickets again, Zhou Ping still changed his breathing frequency, and his tone was obviously different from before. With a strong sense of restraint, he bent down and took the two tickets and patted Lu Xinyi's face: " It hurts, everyone don't feel better, you know Lu Xinyi?"

It might be because of alcohol, or it might just be because of anger, or the despair accumulated from Lu Xinyi's indifferent torture day after day in the past six months, and finally was overwhelmed by those two tickets. He spoke very slowly, one word One word is bitten hard, but the voice is soft, broken and broken, but also tender and sweet.

Lu Xinyi stayed in bed for a week, and Zhou Ping stayed with him for a week, never leaving his sight. Someone came to deliver food and drinks regularly, and also did necessary cleaning.

Zhou Ping moved the dining table into Lu Xinyi's bedroom, sat by the bed and ate his four dishes and one soup, and put a bowl of porridge next to Lu Xinyi's face. With a bang, the bowl of porridge was thrown far into the living room.

He became a capricious monster, like a weird absurd drama, the scene repeated and repeated at every meal time.

At noon on the second day when Lu Xinyi refused to eat, Zhou Ping pinched his face and turned to himself, and said calmly, "You don't want to eat, that's fine, then your grandpa doesn't want to eat either."

He knelt on the bed with one leg, still pinching Lu Xinyi's face with one hand, and with the other hand, he touched the cell phone he threw on the bed, and dialed a call on the speakerphone: "Turn off the ventilator. "

Lu Xinyi closed his eyes for a while, and began to take deep breaths, then he picked up the bowl of porridge by his pillow and gulped down it.

But he ate too fast, just after he swallowed it, he vomited it all up in a short time, and most of it was on Zhou Ping who strode over to support him.

Zhou Ping didn't seem to feel dirty, so he stared at him coldly for a long time, but the hand that wiped his mouth with paper was trembling.

After wiping with paper, he took off the shirt and pants that Lu Xinyi had vomited on, went to the bathroom, twisted another hot towel, got water, wiped Lu Xinyi's face, and asked him to rinse his mouth.

Then he went to the kitchen to get a bowl, filled another bowl of porridge, and fed Lu Xinyi spoonful by spoonful, kindly reminding him not to vomit again, otherwise he would find a way to make Jay in the hospital vomit too.

The medical staff also came every day. Several people crowded into Lu Xinyi's small bedroom, but because of the unusually depressing atmosphere, no one would speak when there was no need to speak.

A young nurse was the first to break the silence. On the day when the leading doctor told Zhou Ping that Lu Xinyi's injury was completely healed and she could do any free activities, she boldly took a step forward, lowered her head and said to Zhou Ping, "Sir, Actually, I think he should see a psychiatrist..."

Her words were quickly stopped by the doctor, and several people left the house quickly.

Zhou Ping sat by the bed for a long time, and after a while, Lu Xinyi went to the bathroom to take a shower.

In fact, he was still in pain, and he leaned on the wall after entering the bathroom.When he finished washing and went out, Zhou Ping was still sitting by the bed, his back straight and straight, like green pines and cold cypresses.

At dusk in the early summer of Shanghai, the evening photos slanted into the window, and the lights in the room were not turned on. Those faint lights came from the front of him, grazed his neat shoulders, and cast a dark shadow on the slightly messy bed behind him. silhouette.

Lu Xinyi stood at the door of the bathroom and looked at him. His vision was blurred, as if he saw a trapped animal.

He also remembered for no reason the day when it snowed heavily on the border, and the man who rolled to his feet was covered in blood.

From a certain point of view, Zhou Ping is an extremely clumsy and violent man, and it was only at this time that Lu Xinyi realized that Zhou Ping was more or less restrained in the past, even though he regarded him as a worthless scammer. I have never been so completely open-faced and honest with each other before.

He also understood that it turned out that he shouldn't have been contaminated in the first place.

Lu Xinyi returned to the bed and habitually lay down on his side. The daily drips contained calming ingredients, so he soon began to feel drowsy.

When it was completely dark, he had already taken a nap, woke up from an uneasy dream, and saw Zhou Ping lying face to face and bent over beside him, with his head slightly above his lower abdomen, and his face buried tightly in him. In his arms, an arm wrapped around his waist.

After that night, Lu Xinyi never spoke a word to him again, and Zhou Ping didn't talk much, sometimes he just talked to himself, and sometimes he had a sudden attack and would slam anything near him.

Lu Xinyi would always be frightened by him, and couldn't help shaking.

His mobile phone was confiscated early in the morning, and he was trapped in the one-bedroom house that Rong Qi rented for him, judging the season by the clothes of passers-by outside the window.

Apparently autumn is long gone.

Zhou Ping didn't take him back to Zhongyu's house, and didn't transfer Jay to another hospital. He stayed in that public hospital with good conditions. The stock of Rh-negative blood was always insufficient, and it seemed that there was never enough.

Zhou Ping is regarded as a good blood bank for patients. He never refuses. As long as he receives a phone call, he will answer and go to the hospital. The nurses work in shifts, and the calls are different every time. Maintain the frequency of being drawn a bag of blood every other month.

After returning home, Zhou Ping pinched Lu Xinyi's chin and dragged his face to his scattered blue pinpricks for him to see.

When Jay was notified of being critically ill again, the nurse on duty allocated Jay’s emergency blood donation contact according to the usual practice. The newly changed record book did not say that Zhou Ping had only had his blood drawn half a month ago. .

He sat in the blood drawing room with a pale face for more than an hour, and seemed to have slept for a while. After returning home, Lu Xinyi sat on the bed at the foot of the bed, and Zhou Ping knelt down and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to show him the newly pierced needle hole: " How many times is it Lu Xinyi?"

He pinched the flesh on one side of Lu Xinyi's face and tugged: "Speak, I'm asking you."

Lu Xinyi always had that dazed expression, as if he didn't even notice when he got home.

Zhou Ping withdrew his arms, smiled, and said a lot of nasty things at the same time.

At night, he slept with Lu Xinyi in his arms, and in the middle of the night when Lu Xinyi pressed him on the blood-drawing arm, he suddenly "hissed"; and pale lips.

Lu Xinyi was the same as many days before. He felt gray in his heart. Time had passed for too long, and his thoughts seemed to have been frozen for too long. He couldn't figure out why Zhou Ping did this. He thought, he might wait for the two of them to die first. On the day of the fall, this kind of torture will end.

When Zhou Ping had to go on a business trip, he called Rong Qi to watch him.

It seemed that Rong Qi was being treated by Zhou Ping. Lu Xinyi hadn't seen him in the past few months, and he didn't dare to talk much when he met him, so he only called "sister-in-law" in a low voice.

Two secretaries were waiting at the door. Before leaving, Zhou Ping went to the bedroom to look at Lu Xinyi for a while, then raised his eyes and glanced at Rong Qi as a warning, before turning around and leaving.

Rong Qi slept in the living room for two nights. On the third morning, he woke up when Lu Xinyi went to turn the doorknob. Rong Qi sat up in a daze, but instead of running over in a hurry, he said to Lu Xinyi in a low voice: "Sister-in-law, There are people outside."

Lu Xinyi didn't seem to have much hope, and walked back to the room without changing his expression.

Rong Qi followed him in, stood by the window for a while, and said a little dejectedly: "Sometimes I really regret, if I didn't help you escape at that time, maybe you and my brother wouldn't be like this now."

"When you came out, you thought it was a real breakup, but he only thought it was a temporary separation. I saw it too late, and he really couldn't stand it." Rong Qi said slowly, "Although it's really too much to say that. , but I still want to say, my brother is really difficult, the company is in big trouble, and the whole person is still in a bad mood. I have never seen him like this. Now that the matter with the Duan family is gone, if you still have any misunderstandings? , How about talking about it?"

Lu Xinyi didn't answer, and Rong Qi didn't feel awkward. Instead, he seemed to have found a top-secret tree hole, and had a way to confide in him, pouring out all his worries and anxieties in the past few months.

He babbled about Zhou Ping's busyness, who was causing trouble for him, what would happen if he was not careful here, and what would happen if he was not careful there.

Lu Xinyi sat by the head of the bed for a long time, and Zhou Ping came back in a blink of an eye.

He never saw Rong Qi again, because Zhou Ping didn't go on a business trip again.

He left most of his work in Lu Xinyi's house every day, and if he had to go out, he would take him with him.

One afternoon, Zhou Ping wanted to go back to the company safe to get something, and he would come back after talking to Lu Xinyi. Recently, he seldom lost his temper because Lu Xinyi ignored him. He seemed to be used to it, so he bent down and kissed Lu Xinyi on the forehead Next, he called another person who was guarding outside to go in and look at him, and after giving instructions for a while, he opened the door and left.

Not long after the doorbell rang, Lu Xinyi thought it was Zhou Ping who had left and returned, but when someone who watched him opened the door, he realized that the person who came in was Zhou Ping's uncle Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen walked up to him with a smile on his face, "He came over just after getting off the plane, did he disturb your rest?"

Lu Xinyi said, "No interruption, what's the matter?"

"A little thing." Zhou Yuwen said, "I'll leave after a few words."

Zhou Yuwen sat on the single sofa next to him, and Lu Xinyi looked at him, waiting for him to speak.

The person watching Lu Xinyi went to pour him a glass of boiling water. Zhou Yuwen put his hand on the glass to test the temperature of the water, then withdrew his hand, with a gentle expression on his face, and asked Lu Xinyi in a gentle tone: "What are you doing?" Planning to break up with Ah Bing?"

Lu Xinyi said, "What's none of your business?"

Zhou Yuwen raised his eyebrows and smiled, as if he didn't expect him to be so impolite: "I came today to say that breaking up is actually very simple, and there is really no need to delay it for so long. If possible, I hope you can deal with this matter as soon as possible good."

Lu Xinyi looked up at him, and said again: "What's none of your business?"

Zhou Yuwen said: "It's really none of my business. What's going on with Huayin now? He's pushing the Duan family. He's going crazy. What do you think you're doing? Putting on an idol drama or writing a romance? If Zhou Ping's mind is not clear enough, I believe you can help him."

Lu Xinyi said, "I have nothing to say to you."

Zhou Yuwen said in a business-like tone: "Don't be angry, I'm just telling the truth, and you know that there is no conflict between me and you, so if Zhou Ping can make it clear, I don't really need to target you .”

He picked up the water glass from the coffee table and held it in his hand, taking a shallow sip.

"You saved him, and he brought you and grandpa out of that place. According to me, the favor has already been repaid, but now he still provides for you and grandpa's food, drink, housing and transportation, and for you to study. In conscience, is your grandfather's life hanging by burning his money every day?"

Zhou Yuwen paused for a moment, and took another sip of hot water: "These are nothing in principle, and he is kind, but it will make our Zhou family narrow-minded when he speaks out. But one must be content, and in one's life, the most fearful thing is that greed is not enough to swallow an elephant. It doesn't matter if he raises you, or your family, or other families, but you can't make a fuss, and you don't know how to write the word "property."

Zhou Yuwen's tone was always calm, and he only bit the last few words a little bit harder. Lu Xinyi leaned on the sofa, with a pillow stuffed in his arms, eyes downcast, and his expression didn't change much.

Zhou Yuwen was a little irritated by his reticent attitude, but he soon calmed down, and said calmly, "I know, when you become passionate, you all think that the other party is the only one. Why? Because you are young. But wait and see, now Zhou Ping is following you and his mind is not clear, Huayin changed hands in a blink of an eye, and he wakes up in two years, because of you, he is trampled on the head, you say, according to Zhou With that character, what will happen between you and him?"

Lu Xinyi raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "He makes all his decisions, who to marry, who not to marry, what he wants, what he doesn't want, he is an adult, you can't influence his decision, and neither can I. These You should tell Zhou Ping."

Zhou Yuwen said: "You can't influence the good one. If you have a good talk, you suddenly turn over the table and say no more, and when the project is pushed, you suddenly say no. The ass that can be wiped in a year or two is now willing to put Huayin away. The risk is not willing to continue, because of what?"

Lu Xinyi said, "I don't know, what do you think?"

Zhou Yuwen said: "Xiao Lu, I didn't know you were so heartless before."

Lu Xinyi started to feel a headache again, and also felt nausea, which gave rise to a strong sense of vomiting.He didn't want to get entangled with Zhou Yuwen any longer, he just prayed that he could leave his house with satisfaction.

"You're joking." Lu Xinyi said, "You also said, that kind of place. Conscience is worthless. If I were a conscience-stricken person, I wouldn't have to live in that kind of place for seventeen or eighteen years and still have to pay for everything."

"When I picked him up, it was for money. The watch in his hand and the dollars hidden in the soles of his shoes belonged to me. Selling a single belt on his body was enough for my living expenses for two months. And because he was strong, I counted on him. When he gets better, he can help me with my work." Lu Xinyi said, "I won't leave, where can I pick someone as rich as him?"

Zhou Yuwen didn't expect to hit a snag today, he came to Lu Xinyi's residence confidently, relying on the impression left by the previous meeting, in the plan, this conversation should end with the second paragraph he prepared.

After a long time, Zhou Yuwen smiled, got up and stood in front of Lu Xinyi, "What does he like about you? Isn't it just your face? Maybe it's exciting to do it on the bed. Although you are young, you have good skills. I admire you very much. You can Playing around with you, don't be willing to do anything. But you are a man anyway, don't you know that a man, no matter how good he is, he will get tired of it one day?"

Lu Xinyi also smiled, leaned forward and raised his hand to splash the glass of water on his face, then let go of the glass and dropped it to the ground and smashed it into pieces.

Zhou Yuwen had never received this kind of treatment before, his eyes and mouth were ridiculously wide open, he was stunned for a long time, then he raised his hand to wipe his face, and still said in a sincere tone for Lu Xinyi:

"I watched him grow up, and I know what kind of person he is. When I was doing odd jobs at the grassroots level in my early twenties, I could bear to be beaten on the head with a folder and scolded. It takes four or five people to wait for a cup of coffee. His mother was coaxed by his brother to take money and ask someone to kill him. I didn't see any unbearable reaction from him. He is a cold-blooded person, and I look forward to his long-term love. It’s better to believe that pigs will climb trees, and when he sees you and gets annoyed and wants to avoid you, think of what you lost because of you, and you say, what will happen then?”

Lu Xinyi remained motionless.

"He will hate you." Zhou Yuwen said, "He worked hard to get Huayin, and in the end, because you, a bitch of unknown origin, fell into the hands of others, someone else stood on your back just a few days after you stood up. You will know whether Zhou Ping is a cheap bone or a hard bone."

Zhou Yuwen answered the phone, it seemed that Zhou Ping was there, he said with a loud smile, "That's because I misremembered, please help me go to Huaxin to have a look, things are important, uncle can only rely on you."

Zhou Yuwen's words didn't even count as a fart to him, but at least it made his head that he hadn't turned around for a long time work again. Everything was very boring. Lu Xinyi lay in the bathtub and thought, his brain was all gray, several times. It's been like this for months.

Maybe he's crazy, maybe a few more months, and he will drag on until Zhou Ping also goes crazy.

He gently locked the bathroom door, and cut his wrist with the shards of the broken glass that he hid. The shards were sharp, but not sharp enough, and it took a lot of effort. When the red blood dripped into the bathtub, he started Regretted, thinking that I should change into decent clothes before this.

The water temperature was just right, and Lu Xinyi gradually became sleepy. When he was about to fall asleep in the next second, he was awakened by the sound of kicking the door, and then felt a burst of accelerated weightlessness. trembling arms.

It must be that the shower was broken, because hot water kept dripping on his face and eyelids. After an unknown amount of time, Lu Xinyi struggled to open his eyes amidst a burst of bumps and noise, as if he saw that Zhou Ping had been distorted. The tearful face, the overwhelming hatred and trembling rage on it made Lu Xinyi belatedly realize that he finally found the way to unlock the lovelorn level here at Zhou Ping, and the blood stains on it reminded Lu Xinyi of winter in Russia, Their best two years.

He wanted to raise his hand to touch Zhou Ping's face, but he couldn't, all the strength left was enough for him to say softly before closing his eyes: "I'll give it back to you."