Thousands of years old silly white sweet

A total of three people came to the Ningyang Sanatorium for Mental Patients, the dean, the director, and the attending doctor of "Patient Li".

Xiujue met them in the living room. As for Dong Changqing, Cui Yan took them to the bathroom, and went to study the flush toilet with great interest.

Looking at the one who sat across from him with a wicked eyebrow, one with crooked melon and cracked dates, and one with oily noodles, Xiu felt the unavoidable prejudice in his heart.

This appearance, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like a good person.

"What about the case?"

The director hastily pulled out a thick stack of papers from the file folder and handed it over, "Here, we understand your concerns and admire your kindness very much. From ancient times to the present, most people have avoided mental patients. There are not many kind-hearted people left."

Xiujue was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he took the case and read it carefully.

The words written by the doctor are incomprehensible to ordinary people, but Xiujue is not ordinary people.

A dignified Mr. Xiu, a few flamboyant words can stop him.

This case has a lot of content and is very rich. From the time of admission, symptoms of the disease, medical methods and medication measures, it is clearly written.

"No family?"

The dean nodded, with a slightly serious expression, "He originally had mental problems, but when he was 12 years old, he was abandoned by his family at the gate of our nursing home, so he was mentally stimulated, his condition became more serious, and he would lose control from time to time. Since then, we have been taking care of him and treating him for free. Now he has improved a lot. After all, we are young. We really want him to return to a normal life, so we often ask the nurses in the hospital to take him back for a period of time. I didn't expect the nurse to lose him in a moment of carelessness, and she was afraid of being blamed, so she didn't tell us, and kept it a secret, if I didn't receive your news, I still don't know about his disappearance."

Xiujue turned the case to the front page, and in the name column, Li Hui was written.

Seeing that Xiujue didn't speak, the attending doctor with greasy hair said, "If there is nothing else, we will take him back. He hasn't taken any medicine for a week. If he wants to control his condition, he must eat three meals a day. Take medicine, otherwise the condition will aggravate to an unpredictable situation."

The case was gently placed on the table, and Xiujue asked, "Is there any hope of recovery?"

"The chances of a mentally ill patient being cured are very slim, and his condition is more complicated, so it is impossible to recover. We can only try our best to make him get better little by little, at least he can be awake. , able to live independently." The dean looked at Xiujue, "Of course, if you use imported drugs, you will get better faster, but... our hospital has very little free relief funds. Li Hui's treatment expenses over the years, All thanks to donations from caring people from all walks of life.”

……

Dong Changqing went to the toilet for the first time in her life, and it was a complete success.

He pushed open the bathroom door, and said to Cui Yan with a smile while pulling his trouser belt, "My stomach doesn't hurt anymore!"

Cui Yan felt that it might be because he met few idiots and had never seen the world.

I don't even know how to go to the toilet, which is also amazing.

"Have you washed your hands?"

"Well, I've washed it!" Dong Changqing nodded heavily, and passed her hand under Cui Yan's nose, "Smell it, does it smell good?"

Before he wiped his hands clean, he shook the water off Cui Yan's face. Cui Yan was not angry, but just pushed his arm away, and said softly, "Don't do it, come with me."

Dong Changqing didn't realize what was waiting for him, so he happily followed behind Cui Yan, "Do you want to eat something delicious? My stomach doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt at all..."

Dong Changqing's voice stopped abruptly the moment she was brought into the living room.

He thought Huang Junchang's was unique enough, but he didn't expect that there were others who looked like this.

Mouse eyes, buck teeth, big nose.

Human appearance is really strange.

Looking at it this way, President Xiu, who loves to lie and is petty, is much more pleasing to the eye.

He stared blankly at the three people, making Xiujue think that he knew these three people, "Come here."

Even though she didn't like to get too close to ugly people, but Xiujue spoke, Dong Changqing walked up to them obediently.

The attending doctor looked at Dong Changqing, and said gently and kindly, "Xiaohui has lost weight, he must have suffered a lot during this time."

Dong Changqing was a little confused, he turned to look at Cui Yan, "Your name is Xiaohui?"

"..." Cui Yan inexplicably felt that he was going to push Dong Changqing into the fire pit. He was still full of doubts about these three people, but since Xiujue recognized them, his doubts were superfluous.

"Xiaohui, have you lost your temper again? Come home with us." The director grinned, showing crooked big yellow teeth, and stretched out his hand to Dong Changqing.

What the hell?

Before Dong Changqing realized what was going on, she was pulled to her side by the director.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Xiujue couldn't help frowning at this disturbing howl.

Thinking of listening to it for the last time, his brows tightened even more.

"Why did you touch me!"

The director was not surprised by Dong Changqing's resistance at all, but grabbed his wrist even harder, "Xiaohui! I know you don't like taking medicine, but we are also for your own good."

The person Dong Changqing hates the most now is Director Baoya, who is a thousand times more hated than Erlang God and Nuwa. He keeps shaking his arms, not at all as close as Ra Xiujue's hand just now, "What little boy?" Hui? What medicine do you take? Let go of me! You are too ugly!"

The director's eyeballs flickered, and he turned to Xiujue and said, "Li Hui's mood is too unstable, he must have caused trouble for you these few days, let's take him back now."

"Go back?" Dong Changqing's eyes widened, "What go back! No, what Li Hui?"

"Sure enough, his condition has gotten worse..." The dean sighed, and reluctantly said to the doctor in charge, "Give him a tablet to calm down."

The attending doctor fumbled in his pocket, took out a small bottle, and poured two pills out of it.

He moved very quickly, and the director was also very strong. The two of them opened Dong Changqing's mouth together, and stuffed the medicine into his throat. These two people obviously did this a lot, and they had a tacit understanding. This set of movements was also perfectly coordinated. One hand pressed Dong Changqing's neck, and pressed down fiercely, and the pill went into the esophagus with a gurgling sound.

Dong Changqing looked into the eyes of the attending doctor, and suddenly remembered that wretched ceramic artist on TV.

He realized that something was wrong.

"Well--"

The pills were too bitter, her wrist was too painful, Dong Changqing gritted her teeth tightly, a crystal teardrop appeared from the corner of her eye, the tip of her nose turned red, and the loose sports T-shirt slipped off during the tearing and struggling, revealing her white and round shoulders, looking It's like being bullied severely.

Seeing his appearance, the attending doctor couldn't hold it back, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and the strength of grabbing him became stronger.

Dong Changqing suddenly understood that this was the real bad guy, the real liar, he couldn't help but feel scared, and in a panic, he reached out to Xiujue for help.

Everything happened so fast, in just a few seconds, Xiujue didn't even see how the medicine was stuffed in. In his sight, only Dong Changqing was left like a frightened baby. Eyes full of fear and tears, and white, slender, clean and transparent fingers under the sun.

Actions come faster than thoughts.

As soon as Xiujue grasped that hand and held him tightly in his arms, he realized what he had done.

crazy.

Cui Yan who was standing at the door also thought he was crazy.

He followed Xiujue for four years, which is not a short period of time, but it was the first time he saw Xiujue have such a large area of ​​physical contact with others.

"Xiu... Xiu Boss..."

Not only Cui Yan, but also the three people in the nursing home were at a loss. After they exchanged glances, the dean laughed and said, "Mr. Xiu, do you think our actions are rude? The patients in the nursing home don't like it." Taking medicine is like cats and dogs in a pet hospital, the owner gives them medicine for their own good, but they don't understand, and when necessary, they have to use some coercive means."

The dean's words are very reasonable, and it is difficult for Xiujue to refute.

He lowered his head and looked at Dong Changqing, who was moaning in a crying voice, tightly clutching his collar, and pushing towards his arms, and suddenly felt that even if he was a kitten or puppy, he should be cared for tenderly Carefully raised kittens and puppies, even if they are sick and don’t want to take medicine, they must be patiently coaxed and persuaded...

The softest place in Xiujue's heart was collapsed by Dong Changqing, and it was also empty. He seemed to have lost something, and he desperately wanted to find it back to fill his chest, so he could only say that Dong Changqing hugged him more tightly. tight.

Really crazy.

The rationality of Xiujue has always been superior, it is the one who occupies the absolute sovereignty in the body, as if it can see the future at a glance, it gives orders to emotions unscrupulously, and walks in the right direction with every step. Fleeing, leaving emotionally proud to show off his victory.

Preferring the cultivation of reason and dislike showing off emotions.

He didn't want to face his loss of control.

Facing Shangdong Changqing's eyes full of dependence and nostalgia, and that face that resembled Ji Xinglin, Xiujue found a perfect excuse for herself.

"He and I are very destined."

Xiujue's words made everyone present stunned, and the dean who kept calm all the time didn't understand what was going on, "Huh?"

"I plan to take him to the hospital in the capital for treatment, you guys go back."

Before the dean and director spoke, the glossy and pink-faced attending doctor was not happy, "How can this be done! He must go back with us!"

Xiujue glanced at them indifferently, "Cui Yan, see off the guests."

A small private psychiatric hospital does not have the strength to compete with the rich and powerful Xiuren Real Estate, nor do they have the confidence.

The three came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Xiujue hugged Dong Changqing, who was already limp and weak, to the bed, and said softly, "It's all right."

The sedative specially prescribed for mentally ill patients breaks down very quickly in the body. Dong Changqing stared at Xiujue in a daze, and refused to let go of his collar, "They are, bad guys..."

"Well, bad guy." Xiujue smiled, reaching out to wipe away the tears hanging from his eyelashes, "I will take care of you from now on."

Once the eyes were closed, they couldn't open them, and Dong Changqing fell into a quiet darkness, muttering in his mouth, "Don't..."

"...fool." Without seeing those dark and clear eyes, the quiet Dong Changqing looks more like Ji Xinglin. Xiujue seems to have found a reason, and feels happier. He decides to treat Dong Changqing as Keep kittens and dogs by her side, or, as Ji Xinglin.

Take good care of him.

"Go to sleep."

Lying on the bed full of the smell of Xiujue, Dong Changqing was very uncomfortable. He exhausted his last strength and pulled Xiujue's collar twice, "Blanket... blanket..."

blanket?

Xiu realized it, he stood up, walked to the living room, and took out the balled cashmere blanket from under the pillow.

like this?

Xiujue curled up the corner of his mouth, shook the cashmere blanket away, and a unique smell hit his face.

Cold, sweet, pure.

Kind of like, a forest covered in snow.

Xiujue carefully covered Dong Changqing's body with the blanket, and within a few seconds, his breathing became even and calm.

Xiujue raised his hand, and put a strand of black hair that fell on his cheek behind his ear. Looking at his cute sleeping face, Xiujue began to look forward to the future. He even thought about what kind of haircut he should give him. new hairstyle, what kind of clothes to wear.

He has this condition to give Dong Changqing the best.

Even if it is a small pet, you have to have the best life for that species.

Thinking of this, Xiujue got up again, left the bedroom, and gently closed the door.

Cui Yan came back a long time ago, and saw Xiujue's actions. After all, he is the special assistant of the president. After experiencing the destruction and remodeling of the three views, he was very calm, "Mr. Xiu, he has already left."

"Well, the contact person will check the nursing home, and if there is any problem, we will solve it, no problem...donate 300 million, and book him a plane ticket."

Cui Yan nodded, "I just met Ms. Wang, and she asked me to tell you that she and Mr. Ji flew to Sui'an City to attend a class reunion when they were two children. It was a temporary decision and time was short, so I won't come to say goodbye to you. After that, I will go abroad directly in Suian City."

Xiujue was surprised, and he wasn't too sad. He smiled softly, and then said about Dong Changqing, "Don't stay here for a week, hand it over tomorrow morning, and contact a psychiatrist after returning to Beijing. He does a check."

"Ok."

……

These two pieces of tranquility made Dong Changqing sleep for another seven hours. When he woke up, it was already dusk, and the warm light of the setting sun passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows and filled the bedroom. That color would make people feel comfortable and at ease.

Dong Changqing was not a human being, he only felt his stomach sending him a strong signal that he was hungry.

"I'm hungry—"

Hungry as soon as you open your eyes.

The new baby is full of freshness, Xiu Jue put down the materials in his hand without hesitation, walked into the bedroom, "You're awake."

"Nonsense, can you talk while sleeping." After Dong Changqing finished speaking, she pursed her mouth and looked at Xiujue cautiously.

The little fool can't speak his head.

However, he also knew that what he said was not good.

Xiujue felt relieved, "What do you want to eat?"

Dong Changqing rubbed his stomach, reminiscing about the Yangzhou fried rice he ate in the morning, "Is there any more rice?"

Just eat fried rice?It's too easy to feed.

"Yes, you can say whatever you want, and I will satisfy you."

Xiujue smiled gently, but Dong Changqing felt a cold breeze on his back. He didn't understand why Xiujue's attitude changed so quickly, "I still want to eat, sweet, soft, um..."

When I was in the car yesterday, what was the name of the thing I ate.

Dong Changqing frowned and thought about it carefully.

"cake?"

"Yes! Cake!" Speaking of cake, Dong Changqing thought of Ji Xinglin again, and he remembered that he had left a cake for Ji Xinglin, "What about him, Ji..."

"Stars come."

"Yes, Ji Xinglin, I want to find him, I like him~"

Dong Changqing smiled and looked at Xiujue, "Don't lie to me."

Although I don't know why Dong Changqing is so persistent towards Ji Xinglin, Xiujue knows very well that Dong Changqing's liking is completely nonsense.

The look in his eyes when he said he likes it, but not the warm eyes when he said he wanted to eat.

"He really flew away." Xiujue walked to Dong Changqing's side, and slowly smoothed his shoulder-length hair with slender fingers, "You want to see him, it will be a long time later."

"You...really didn't lie to me? You swear, swear poisonously!" Even in the situation of being dependent on others, Dong Changqing's domineering temper is still difficult to restrain.

The current situation is rather special, and Xiujue is willing to pamper him, "I swear, if I lie to you, I will be wiped out, is it alright, Little God Flower?"

Shenhua turns into a human form. After death, she cannot be reincarnated. At least she can leave a set of bones. It is too poisonous to be wiped out, Dong Changqing believes.

He lost his smile, drooped his head, and rubbed the blanket sullenly, "Then, after a long time, how long will it be?"

Maybe he felt the same way, Xiujue's tone dropped a lot, "One year..."

"Fuck—it's only been a year! It won't be long, you scared me to death, hurry up and eat!"

Xiujue was stunned, and it took a while before he laughed.

Oh, I forgot, the people in front of me can live tens of millions of years.

But who taught him the swear words?

The author has something to say: Cui Yan: [Shivering jpg.]

Mr. Xiu's hard days are coming, I feel sorry for him