Old Chinese medicine and small vendors

Wen Cheng was taken aback when he heard the sound, raised his head slightly, and saw the child.

Ying Yanyu's face was extremely ugly, as if he was blue from the cold.

"Who are you?" Ollie asked him.

"You don't care, take your feet away!" Ying Yanyu was almost yelling at her.

Only then did Wen Cheng understand the situation, got up and pushed the child two steps away: "Why are you here?"

Ying Yanyu remained silent.

"I'm seeing a doctor." Wen Cheng wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but Oli sat forward and leaned over to pull the hem of his clothes

Snapped--

Ying Yanyu's pupils shrank, and before Wen Cheng was touched, he slapped him away!

All of Oli's center of gravity was directed in the direction of Wen Cheng, and she was suddenly opened by someone, and fell directly off the sofa, her knee was pierced by broken glass.

She whimpered in pain.

Seeing this, Wen Cheng's anger, which had been suppressed for a long time, suddenly burst out, and his whole body was filled with irritability!

Ying Yanyu didn't expect the woman to fall, so he eagerly went to pull Wencheng, wanting to explain: "I didn't mean to..."

"Get out..." Wen Cheng uttered the word, and changed it abruptly: "Go away! Shut up! Don't talk to me!"

After all, Ollie was also his patient.

Not only did he not treat people, but he also made more injuries, isn't he an asshole!

Ying Yanyu didn't defend himself, and was pushed back two steps, his hip hit the corner of the table with a bang.

"..." Wen Cheng was helping Oli up, when he heard the movement and turned around, he saw the child's eyes were red, and the remaining temper in him instantly went dumb.

"Should..." He opened his mouth and didn't think of what to say for a moment.

Because the child did go too far this time.

In the future, he will heal many patients, men, women and children, and it cannot be like this all the time.

"You helped her? Are you also facing her?" Ying Yanyu seemed to hear something collapse, his voice was like a wolf whose teeth had been pulled out, painful and sad.

The scene at this moment overlaps with childhood, driving him crazy.

"She's a whore! You help her?! Help a whore! How many people has this bitch slept with, and you don't think it's dirty..."

The dry howling was stopped by a slap across the face.

Ying Yanyu felt that his heart was about to break.

He turned his slapped head back, smiled at Wen Cheng with scarlet eyes, then turned and left.

At the moment when he turned around.

Wen Cheng saw two tears falling down one after another, as if splashing into his internal organs, it was heart-piercingly hot.

He was stunned for a full minute before hurriedly chasing him out!

Because he was running too fast, he tripped over the threshold and staggered. After he managed to stabilize himself, he ran away again.

The weather has entered autumn.

The cool breeze brushed against the side of the face, like raindrops.

Wen Cheng ran fast and anxiously, as if he had returned to the day when he was chasing the brat who secretly sold him Panax notoginseng in the vegetable market.

"Ying Yan Yu!"

Wen Cheng watched him open the door of a taxi, seeing that he could not catch up, so he could only stop and call him, but his lungs, which were extremely hypoxic, made his voice hoarse.

"you come back."

The last three words were forced out by him.

However, Ying Yanyu didn't hear it, and got into the car directly.

boom.

The door is closed.

It was the uncle driver who drove him to the Bauhinia Garden last time. He wiped his face in fright when he saw his expression of despair.

This kind of person who can't cry is the most terrifying.

The last time he saw one, he jumped off a building, and the grass on the grave was two feet high.

"Where do you want...to? Let me tell you first, I won't go to the place near the river or the building."

Ying Yanyu ignored him and directly hit his head against the glass window!

"Hey! Good man, spare your life!" The driver was going crazy.

Ying Yanyu held his head again, and squatted on the seat, hiding his heart-piercing crying.

Even tears, only those two drops just now.

He thought that he was an adult and had learned to swallow his broken front teeth in, let alone make trouble for no reason. He was sensible since he was a child, and he always listened to his mother.

But no.

Why didn't Wen Cheng help me?

Like all bullied children, he stubbornly seeks the most trusted person, prefers him, and trusts him, but Wen Cheng won't!

Wen Cheng would never forgive him!

He Yingyan Yu is a scumbag!waste!

Bang bang bang!

The car door was slammed, and Ying Yan Yu raised his head suddenly, only to realize that the driver was not driving.

He stared at the car window with round red eyes.

It's warm orange.

Wen Cheng was running to death, he had never run so fast before the fucking college entrance examination!

"Open the window..." He clicked down with his finger.

this moment.

Ying Yanyu was ecstatic, he even wanted to jump down and hug him all the way.

But the scene just now was like a thorn, constantly piercing his weakest place.

He caused Wen Cheng trouble.

It's all his fault.

Ying Yanyu grabbed his left back with his hands, as if he wanted to pick off the extra things on his body.

But even if it happened again, he couldn't stand it, he couldn't accept Wen Cheng's contact with prostitutes.

Ying Yanyu took a breath intermittently.

It's time for him to go back.

Just like Ying's mother said, unless she knows how to raise a beast like him, he can only find a place where no one is around to fend for himself. He is crazy and there is no cure.

Even his own mother said so, so it's not right for him not to admit it?

Ying Yanyu looked at Wen Cheng, not to mention uncomfortable, but numb from the pain.

Wen Cheng, who appeared in the vegetable market that day, whipped him with a twig, came out to look for him in the middle of the night, and fed him candy...

Window rolls down.

Wen Cheng hadn't had time to speak yet.

Ying Yanyu raised one corner of his mouth towards him, no longer purely happy, but cold and ironic.

"Is it disgusting to be liked by homosexuals? I'll go, okay? You don't have to pity me anymore. You are so fucking kind. Do you think you are Bai Yueguang, Doctor Wen? I don't play anymore, and I don't look at how old I am." Are you still trying to hang me?"

"..."

The eardrums buzzed, and the lack of oxygen in the brain caused Wen Cheng to react for a while.

What the hell are these words? !

Are you crazy?

How dare you talk to him like that!

Wen Cheng slapped her up, but couldn't slap her down. He pointed at Ying Yanyu, and seemed to say a few words, but because of his heavy breathing, he was silenced, and then turned and left.

Ying Yanyu stared at his leaving back, just like last time, he didn't look back once.

Otherwise, he would see his face full of snot and tears, which was ugly as hell.

"Go to Mengxin District."

The driver agreed, and couldn't help but mention: "I think he likes you quite a bit, otherwise he wouldn't have caught up."

Ying Yanyu lowered his head, and laughed lightly: "I was entangled in it all. When I leave, it will be fine within two days."

He could feel Wen Cheng's rejection of his physical reaction.

Same-sex love is not so easy to come by, especially if there is a straight one.

Ying Yanyu rested his head on the back of the chair, let himself go for a while, took off his T-shirt, wiped away the snot and tears from his face, and called Hu San as if nothing had happened.

"Brother Ying?"

"I'm back, what's going on in the wild recently? Sign me up for one."

......

Wen Cheng dragged her sore legs back to the beauty salon.

Oli tried to talk to him several times, but was stopped by the other party's terrifying expression.

"I'm sorry..." She was vaguely aware of something, a little at a loss.

Wen Cheng glanced at her, said nothing, quickly tied the bandage, got up and left.

When he got home, the sweet aroma of lotus leaves was wafting from the kitchen.

"Xiaoyu made the lotus leaf rice!" Grandma turned down the fire and said cheerfully, "It's because you are too busy today, so I want to bring you rice!"

Wen Cheng's heart suddenly emptied.

The knife that had been hanging for a long time finally came down and cut the heart in two, but no one wanted the other half.

Grandma Zeng saw the clue, and hurriedly asked him: "What's the matter?"

Wen Cheng was still panting, the numbness in his heart had spread to his fingertips, he took out his cell phone tremblingly, and called Ying Yanyu.

No one picked up.

Then shut down.

He thinks it's okay, isn't it just a person, and he's afraid he won't be able to find it?

He called Hu San again, but Hu San didn't answer, and was annoyed by him later, so he told him directly that Ying Yanyu had disappeared again.

"He might...not come back." When Wen Cheng said this, even he couldn't believe it. He pressed the corners of his mouth, feeling at a loss for a moment.

So he went on to say: "There's so much more here, he'll be back..."

wrong.

What Ying Yan Yu brought was only those few clothes and him.

Just standing in front of him, this person can make him subconsciously suppress his temper, and instantly ignite him.

The child said he was hanging him?

He didn't express his position all the time, he wanted to think about it more, how important this matter is, whether it will be successful, maybe it will take a lifetime.

Wen Cheng seldom regretted it, but if he could think about it one day in advance...

A sense of powerlessness struck instantly.

The age gap can never be ignored, maybe he thinks twice, and it is just a tantalizing thing in the eyes of the other party.

The lights on the second floor were never turned off.

Grandma Zeng sometimes woke up at night and could still hear the sound of footsteps upstairs.

She asked Wen Cheng, but there was no response, so she had to check it herself.

in a few days.

Grandma Zeng got a general idea of ​​what happened through various channels.

Yet she said nothing.

How can there be so many smooth sailing in this world, besides, the two of them grew up in a special environment, and there are some knots that will have to be untied sooner or later.

The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wen Cheng went to the vegetable market to buy mooncakes.

He is going to Baikuang Mine tomorrow, so he can't spend the holiday with his grandma, so he can only prepare some mooncakes in advance.

However, as soon as he entered with his front foot, the stall owners surrounded him with his back foot.

Sister He came first: "Doctor Wen, what is Xiaoyu doing recently? Has he contributed any comics?"

There was some indistinct fatigue in the corners of Wen Cheng's eyes: "What manga?"

Sister He smiled: "He didn't tell you? He must be shy. The one he drew is called... Father Orange and Little Tadpole! I read two pages, it's very beautiful..."

Wen Cheng didn't listen to the latter words.

He told a lie with great effort, bought mooncakes and left.

He had nightmares for three days in a row and was in a trance.

Once a person passes thirty, his body will not be as good as before.

He didn't take it seriously before, but now he thinks it's quite right.

When Wen Cheng left the vegetable market, he wanted to stop by to see Oli, but as soon as he reached the back street, Xie Xu'an called.

"orange?"

"kindness."

"...Why are you wilting? Didn't that little thing water you?" Xie Xu'an heard the sound of a lighter being clicked.

Wen Cheng was not angry, not even cursing.

The little things are gone.

He's trying to fit in.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

Xie Xu settled down for two seconds before saying "Oh": "The hospital gave out moon cakes, and I don't like them, so I brought them here for you. The old people should like the ones with runny yolks."

Wen Cheng said lightly, "Okay, where are you?"

"There are still about ten minutes to Gaodong Park."

"Okay, I'll go and wait."

Wen Cheng hung up the phone, turned his gaze to the glass window on the left, and caught a glimpse of a figure passing by!

He immediately looked back, and there was no one there.

Is someone following him?