wild boy

After the summer vacation started, Gu Zinan spent most of her time in 'Shen Qian'.

Mr. Liu has become a regular customer in the store, he will come to sit around after work, most of the time Jia Yu is with him, sometimes he is alone.

Gu Zinan mixed drinks for him with downcast eyes. Mr. Liu held an electronic cigarette in his mouth and said vaguely, "How old have you been with Xiao Jia?"

After the ice cubes were stirred, Gu Zinan poured the wine into the cup before saying calmly, "Fourteen."

He has no interest in talking to Jia Yu's lover.But after all, Jia Yu never changed partners, not like his usual style.

Mr. Liu was not annoyed when he heard his simple answer. He reached out to take the cup and said with a smile, "Do you know what I do?"

Gu Zinan wiped the table with a clean rag, but said nothing.

"I'm the chief shareholder of Hospital S." Mr. Liu smiled, and there were some light lines at the corners of his eyes, as if he was holding something in his mouth.

Gu Zinan paused, raised his eyelids to look at him, and the eyes of the two intersected in the lingering pale white smoke.One side had the leeway to test, but the other side didn't show the panic he wanted to see, just quiet and sharp, Gu Zinan's deep eyes seemed to swallow something.

Inexplicably reminded Liu Sheng of Jia Yu's slender peach blossom eyes.

He smiled softly, raised his glass and drank the wine, picked up the coat on the back of the chair and left.

At around eleven o'clock in the evening, Jia Yu came to the shop, opened the door and slumped on the bar counter, ordering Gu Zinan to make him a glass of bitter wine.After a while, the glass was at hand, and Jia Yu picked it up and drank it, but as soon as he took it, he spit it out with a "poof".He glanced at it through the light, frowned and asked, "What is it?"

Gu Zinan: "Honey lemon tea."

Jia Yu: "...I wonder if I'm not opening a milk tea shop?"

Gu Zinan turned around and sorted out the rows of wine bottles on the wall, "Didn't you clamor to drink this when you were drunk before?"

That was two or three years ago.Jia Yu's career has just started, even with the shrewd mind he learned from Gu Yuan'an, he was still fed up with all kinds of meat and vegetables by those bald bosses, and was even so serious that he was sent for gastric lavage. On the sofa yelling for a sweet and sour drink, Gu Zinan was afraid that he would wake up his grandma, so he had to take out the honey lemon tea sauce he bought earlier from under the coffee table and mix it with water for him to drink.

In the past few years, he has made a lot of money, and there are few people who can lavish Jia Yu in a grand manner, but he himself likes tea and bitter wine more and more, and his previous sweet addiction seems to have disappeared like a skin.

Right now, Jia Yu tightened his fingers slightly, "You still remember." He said.

Gu Zinan glanced at him strangely, and said in a calm voice, "Mr. Liu is from S Hospital?"

Jia Yu suddenly raised his head to look at him, the light in his eyes flashed, he gritted his teeth and smiled for a while: "He is quick-talking." That delicate face was slightly distorted, stained with anger.

Seeing him like this, Gu Zinan knew what he was doing.He pursed his lips and looked straight into Jia Yu's eyes: "If you're doing it for me, you don't have to."

Jia Yu and him looked at each other for a while, but lost the battle, turned his eyes away and said in a low voice, "You also confiscated the red envelopes given to you during the Chinese New Year. You and I have endured hardships for these years, so I must show something."

The light in the bar was very dim, and Gu Zinan couldn't see clearly the look in those usually shrewd fox eyes.

Gu Zinan was silent for a while, and said: "As you like. I'm off work."

Jia Yu watched him go out of the store, and smiled.Gu Zinan has never had a sense of justice, especially about his grandfather's eyes.Back then, the helpless young man whose family was in decline couldn't afford even a mere [-] yuan in medical expenses, and missed the rare matching cornea.This has become a scar in Gu Zinan's heart that will never heal, every time it is lifted, it will still be dripping with blood.

The hot tea in his hand warmed his fingertips, Jia Yu rubbed the cup wall, thinking of Liu Sheng, he felt another headache.

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While the housekeeping aunt was cooking Ren Zhou's nutritious meals in the kitchen, he hurried in and out from upstairs and downstairs over and over again.

He put the dust-proof cloth on the vase, the sofa, the coffee table, and the chair one by one. He didn't stop until he felt that his nausea was slightly better, and then he stopped and panted slightly.

Finally, I don't feel that my respiratory tract is full of dust.

The fine layer, as if covering the throat, finally disappeared.

Ren Zhou looked around the living room, which was almost completely covered with black cloth, smiled slightly, and nodded slightly.

When Ren Jie returned home in the afternoon, the whole living room seemed to be filled with darkness.Without a trace of surprise, she gracefully walked upstairs to her own bathroom, took a shower and disinfected in one go, and then slowly walked to the study to see her son.

Ren Zhou was holding a pencil, quickly calculating on the straw paper.Ren Jie's footsteps were like a small hammer, tapping his temple gently and continuously, and he said without raising his head: "I've already made it, wait..."

His words were interrupted by Ren Jie's embrace, and he froze all over.

Said it was an embrace, but it was Ren Jie who leaned her arms on the side of his neck, embracing him vaguely.Those arms were as white and greasy as toothpaste squeezed out, and the perennial faint smell of disinfectant on her body mixed with the fragrance into the tip of Ren Zhou's nose.

"Very good, my son. You are finally as good as your mother, and you are finally clean..." Ren Jie whispered in his ear, "Mom loves you."

Ren Zhou couldn't help but trembled, blood flowed backwards all over his body, and his eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings in a storm.Those words were like stars popping out of the stove, splashing on him, making him ache.

He had to bite his lip to keep from moaning in pain.

Ren Zhou opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the shadows of the two on the snow-white wall.There was no gap, and it looked intimate, just like any ordinary pair of mother and child in the world, but it was burning so that his whole body ached.

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