Indigo

Something is tattooed on it. "Qiu Yehai said.

Miyano's heart fell to the bottom in an instant, and he looked up at Qiu Yehai.

"Are you Miyano? Or Gu Yan?" Qiu Yehai looked at him and smiled, "I don't remember exactly, but I went to the tattoo shop and asked the tattoo artist to take a photo."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and turned on the screen, showing it to Pu Qin: "This is what your son engraved on his shoulder."

With a bang, the phone was smashed to the ground by Pu Ling's raised hand.

"Puling." Miyano reached out and grabbed his arm, "Don't be impulsive."

"Believe it or not, I'll kill you!" Pu Ling stared at Qiu Yehai with blood-red eyes, "I'll kill you!"

"Shut up." Pu Qin stretched out her hand and slapped him hot.

Pu Ling froze for a moment, looking at Pu Qin.

"Go back to the house and stay in the room." Pu Qin said quickly.

"mom......"

"I'll let you go back to the house!" Pu Qin raised her voice.

Pu Ling glanced at Qiu Yehai again with eyes that made her scalp tingle, then turned her head and went back to the room without saying a word.

"Please go out." Pu Qin looked at Qiu Yehai, "Otherwise I will really call the police."

Qiu Yehai sneered and left too.

"Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect it." Aunt Qin, who had been watching the show, said in a strange way, "There is not enough one pervert in the yard, so there is another one here."

Pu Qin turned to look at her.

"What's the matter, did I say something wrong?" Aunt Qin curled her lips, "That's right, you can't teach your son well..."

"It's not your turn to talk about my son." Pu Qin interrupted her, "Keep your mouth clean, and don't lose your tongue during the Chinese New Year."

"You!" Aunt Qin was too angry to speak.

Pu Qin ignored her, turned around and looked at Miyano with a serious expression.

"Aunt..." Miyano called her.

Pu Qin glanced at him without saying a word, turned around and entered the room.

☆, 38

"Brother," Gong He frowned, scratching at the door frame, "Why don't I go later, stay at home with you, anyway, it's Chinese New Year, it doesn't matter if I don't go."

"You go." Miyano lay on the sofa and waved his hands, "Hurry up."

"What about you? Watching the new year alone?" Gong He clicked his tongue, "I can't bear it."

Miyano sat up from the sofa and looked at him: "Please, go quickly."

"..."

"You are a second boss now, so you have to look like a second boss. It's not a good behavior for employees to have a dinner together during Chinese New Year," Miyano said.

"Then you celebrate the New Year alone?" Gong He felt a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong with being alone?" Miyano said impatiently, "Hurry up and leave, I'll beat you if you don't leave after being urged three times."

Gonghe reluctantly went out for dinner.

Miyano lay back on the sofa, picked up the remote control at hand, and turned on the TV.

In less than ten minutes, the Spring Festival Gala will start.

The sound of the TV made the room a little lively.

Miyano took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

I don't know what Pu Ling is doing.

Although there was only a distance between the balcony and the balcony, Miyano felt that he was tens of thousands of kilometers away.

Can't see or touch.

It's not realistic to look for him in the past now, Pu Qin was not in a good mood, if he still dared to go to Pu Ling's room to look for him, Pu Qin might get angry, and it might cause him something even worse bias.

Miyano lit a cigarette a little irritably, reached into his pocket and fumbled to find the phone, and clicked on Pu Ling's profile picture.

- Have you had New Year's Eve dinner yet?

He sighed and deleted the words from the dialog box.

-what are you doing.

delete.

-I miss you

Before the sentence was finished, the door was pushed open.

Miyano looked up, eyes widening.

Putting on only a thin sweater, Pu Ling stood by the door and looked at him.

Miyano threw away the cigarette, got up and walked towards him.

"Brother Yan, I..."

Miyano hugged him tightly.

The sound of crackling firecrackers sounded on the TV, and the Spring Festival Gala began.

"Uncle Hu is eating with my mother," Pu Ling took the Coke that Miyano unscrewed, "My mother is in a good mood, as long as I don't hang around her, so I came to see you."

Miyano hummed, and mixed the noodles in his bowl with chopsticks: "Eat quickly, it's going to be mushy."

Pu Ling lowered his head to eat the noodles, took a few mouthfuls and raised his head, "Is there any wine?"

"Want to drink?" Miyano looked at him.

"Think." Pu Ling said.

Miyano got up and opened the refrigerator door, took out some beers and a small bottle of liquor and put them on the table.

"Don't worry, I've checked, Qiu Yehai won't take away my custody," Pu Ling opened a can of beer with one hand, "He came here just to make a fuss, and he didn't have any real gains."

Miyano didn't speak, but pressed the back of his hand.

"I'll coax my mother a little bit more and say something nice." Pu Ling smiled, "I'm sure it'll be all right."

"Are you comforting me now?" Miyano looked at him.

"Who comforted you." Pu Ling said.

"I'm fine, really." Miyano grabbed his hand and shook it lightly, "It's you who smile uglier than cry, thinking I can't see it."

"I," Pu Ling pointed at himself expressionlessly, "how can I be ugly when I smile and cry when I'm so good-looking?"

Miyano couldn't help laughing: "Yes, it's impossible."

Pu Ling also smiled, put down the beer can in her hand, then got up and hugged him, pressing Miyano's head on her stomach.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Miyano Weng said angrily.

"No matter what my mother says, I won't let go," Pu Ling said softly, "You can't either, you know?"

Miyano quickly controlled the sourness rising from the tip of his nose, and nodded: "Okay."

"Don't say yes, just say you know." Pu Ling scratched his chin.

Miyano smiled: "I see."

After half an hour of eating this meal of clear soup and white noodles, Miyano also drank up the small bottle of white noodles.

As a result, Miyano was lying on the sofa drowsy, and Pu Ling had to clean up all the pots and pans and wash them.

While washing, he didn't think about why he had to go to this man's room to wash the dishes for him when he didn't have a good room.

A skit was playing on the TV, and the audience burst into laughter, making the whole room feel a bit like the New Year.

Fireworks and firecrackers have been banned in the old city for the past few years, and the surroundings are as quiet as chickens during the Chinese New Year.

Pu Ling washed the dishes, dried her hands, and squatted next to Miyano.

Miyano rested her chin on the pillow while half asleep and half awake, squinting at the TV.

Pu Ling stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "Brother Yan."

Miyano looked up at him.

"Why do you like me?" Pu Ling asked in a low voice.

"Why do you ask this suddenly?" Miyano also asked in a low voice.

"Suddenly thought of it, just ask."

Miyano looked at him, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Guess."

"You can't guess the fart." Pu Ling urged him, "Tell me, I really want to hear it."

"Because you are good." Miyano covered his face with his hand, "You are so good."

Miyano blushed on both sides of his face because of drunkenness, and when he said it was special, he deliberately emphasized his tone, looking silly.

Pu Ling couldn't hold back and smiled.

"Laugh, laugh fart." Miyano still stuck out his tongue.

Pu Ling laughed even harder, and stretched out her hand to poke his face: "Then can you guarantee that you will like me for the rest of your life?"

"You said."

"What?" Miyano asked.

"Say that Miyano has liked Pu Ling all his life." Pu Ling patted him eagerly, "Say it quickly."

Miyano was stunned for a moment, then laughed slowly: "Miyano has always liked Pu Ling all his life."

Pu Ling quickly wiped his eyes, put his arms around his neck, and pushed him onto the sofa.

"Are you telling the truth?" He looked at Miyano.

"If I lie, let me go." Miyano raised his head and kissed him.

"You said it." Pu Ling lowered her head and bit his lip, mumbled, "If you can't do it, get out."

I don't know who started it, but by the time Pu Ling came back to his senses, the clothes on the two of them had already been stripped off.

Miyano's body was very hot, clinging to his, the two of them rolled onto the bed together.

(See you at the old place in the following content, don’t expect me to be incompetent)

☆, 39

pain.

It was crushed in half.

This was Miyano's first feeling upon waking up.

He frowned, turned his head subconsciously, and saw a fluffy head lying on his body, sleeping soundly.

From his angle, he could only see Puling's eyelashes and the bridge of his nose, which were beautiful and harmless to humans and animals.

Who the hell would have thought that such a harmless child would be so...

Miyano was a little stuck.

......ferocious.

Ok.

Pu Ling moved her eyelids, woke up with a grunt, and stared at him very confusedly.

"Look at that." Miyano said, opened his mouth and found that his voice was a little hoarse.

Pu Ling rubbed her eyes, got up from him, and said "I'll get you some water" as she stepped over him and got off the bed.

"Why are you so sensible early in the morning?" Miyano was startled.

"To please my wife." Pu Ling turned around and smiled.

"Fuck off."

When the two were about to decide who would make breakfast with rock-paper-scissors, someone knocked on the door.

Pu Ling raised her eyes to look at the door, her happy face froze in an instant.

"Let me drive." Miyano said.

"Brother Gong," came Hu Yuan's voice, "Is Pu Ling with you?"

"Ah, yes." Miyano opened the door.

Hu Yuan squatted at the door with a bored expression on her face, and looked at him: "Aunt Pu told you both to have breakfast."

"Ah?" Miyano was taken aback, "What did you say?"

"She told you two to hurry up, the glutinous rice balls will be cold." Hu Yuan stood up, poked her head in and took a look at Pu Ling, "Hurry up."

After Hu Yuan left, Pu Ling came over and looked at Miyano: "My mother really told us to go?"

"I heard right." Miyano said.

The two entered Pu Ling's house. Lao Hu and Hu Yuan were sitting at the dining table eating glutinous rice balls with their heads down. My mother sat in the middle and looked up at them.

"Mom." Pu Ling called out.

Mother nodded with no expression on her face.

"Auntie." Miyano also called out.

Mom didn't speak.

Miyano was a little hesitant to sit down, but turned around and went back.

"Sit down." Mom said suddenly.

"Thank you, Auntie." Miyano said immediately.

"Quick, quick, eat, want, cool, drop." Lao Hu looked at the two of them and said cheerfully.

"Dad, shut up and eat if you can't speak clearly." Hu Yuan clicked her tongue.

"I'll finish eating later." My mother said again suddenly.

When Pu Ling saw that Miyano had just stuffed half of the glutinous rice balls into his mouth, he was so frightened that they fell into the bowl with a bang.

"You two wash the dishes." Mom looked at him and Miyano and said.

"Ah, good." Miyano nodded blankly.

Pu Ling even forgot to smile, and looked up at her mother: "Mom..."

"Eat yours." Mom said.

Pu Ling sniffed and began to eat glutinous rice balls.

The glutinous rice balls are stuffed with black sesame seeds, and soft-boiled eggs are added to the soup, which is much more delicious than the soft-boiled eggs made by Miyano.

"You said that my mother is right, forgive me?" Pu Ling shook Miyano's arm, and walked with him along the narrow alley.

"She never blamed you." Miyano said.

"I think so too." Pu Ling sighed, thought for a while and laughed again, "I really didn't expect that she didn't lose her temper or scold me. Am I lucky?"

"I lost my memory," Miyano reached out and touched his face, "Did you get slapped on the New Year's Eve and forget?"

"It's worth a slap in the face for my mother to agree to this marriage." Pu Ling said with a smile, "As long as my mother doesn't object, I'm fine with a slap in the face."

"If you want to suffer, I will suffer." Miyano hugged his shoulders, "You forget it."

"Hey, let me ask you," Pu Ling said in a low voice, "does it still hurt there? Do you want to buy some medicine?"

"Shut up." Miyano glared at him, "Didn't I tell you that I'm no longer in pain, why are you still thinking about it?"

"I'm worried about my wife." Pu Ling stroked his butt.

Miyano slapped his hand away with a slap: "Call the police for being a hooligan."

"It doesn't hurt anymore?" Pu Ling asked again.

"I whipped you." Miyano pointed at him.

"All right, don't ask any more." Pu Ling clicked his tongue, "It's important to get down to business. Go buy your spray paint cans."

Going out of this alley is a street dedicated to art students. All kinds of art supplies, including tools for graffiti, are sold. Guo Hui recommended it to Miyano.

"Boyfriend," Miyano sighed, "I just ask you one thing."

"Tell me." Pu Ling nodded.

"Can you restore your previous high-cold character design?" Miyano was helpless, "Do you know what your current character design has collapsed into?"

"Do you know why people are so cold?" Pu Ling looked at him and asked.

"why?"

"Because I can't find anyone who is willing to talk to me." Pu Ling said, reaching out to touch the bridge of his nose, "I've found everything now, why am I so cold?"

"That makes sense." Miyano sneered.

"It doesn't make sense in general." Pu Ling said.

Pu Ling followed Miyano and walked back and forth on a street for two o'clock, and prepared to go back home after completing all the tools that needed to be bought.

Unexpectedly, when she turned around, Pu Ling saw Feng Han and Liu Xiaorui.

The two were talking and laughing, standing in front of a stall picking things.

Pu Ling wasn't interested in going up to say hello, but Feng Han turned his head just in time to meet his gaze, and he didn't have time to escape.

"Puling! Brother Yan!" Feng Han waved excitedly.

"Your classmate?" Miyano asked.

"Ah, yes." Pu Ling said, "I'm at the same table."

"Pu Ling," Liu Xiaorui walked over with a smile, and glanced at Miyano, "Who is this handsome guy?"

"He's his neighbor, he fights really hard!" Feng Han interjected.

"He doesn't fight now, civilized citizen," said Puling.

"Yes." Miyano nodded with a smile.

"I feel like I haven't seen you since the holiday." Liu Xiaorui patted Pu Ling on the shoulder, "When will we make an appointment, how about singing together?"

"Okay!" Feng Han shouted, "Just tomorrow! How about tomorrow?"

"I can't do it tomorrow. Tomorrow I'm going to grandma's house to pay New Year's greetings." Liu Xiaorui said.

"What about the day after tomorrow?" Feng Han asked impatiently.

"The day after tomorrow?" Liu Xiaorui thought for a while, "It's possible, how about you, Pu Ling?"

"I..." Pu Ling glanced at Miyano, and found that the man had narrowed his eyes.

"I have something to do." Pu Ling said immediately.

"Ah, we'll have to talk about it next time." Liu Xiaorui sighed regretfully.

"Isn't Feng Han okay?" Pu Ling grabbed Feng Han, "You two go."

"Yes, yes, I'm fine." Feng Han smiled like a flower and looked at Liu Xiaorui.

Liu Xiaorui looked at him, then at Pu Ling, and nodded helplessly.

"I remembered that I have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Pu Ling turned to look at Miyano, "Let's go? Didn't you say that there is something to do?"

"Me?" Miyano pointed to himself, "I didn't say anything."

"..."

Absolutely did this on purpose.

Pu Ling gritted her teeth and forced a smile: "Ah, that's what I said, I remember wrong, let's go?"

"Yeah." Miyano smiled and said politely, "Let's go brother."

☆, 40

"Okay, you two," Yan Run waved the string of kidneys in the air, "Zhou Yang and Gong He both know, and I'm the last one to know!"

"No," Miyano smiled and clinked glasses with him, "Sun Shaonan is the last one, he doesn't even know."

Yan Run chuckled, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Boss, Boss, Boss." Zhou Yang patted the table of the barbecue stall and shouted, "A few catties of Ma Xiao."

"It's urging the soul!" The boss replied impatiently with his back in the smoke, "Wait!"

"Okay." Zhou Yang called back.

Yan Run looked at Pu Ling and laughed: "Then do I have to call you little sister-in-law now?"

"Ah?" Pu Ling froze for a moment, "What..."

"Hello sister-in-law!" Gong He raised his head from the little lobster and shouted loudly.

"Good." Miyano patted his head.

"..." Pu Ling stepped on him under the table calmly.

"Honestly, sister-in-law," Zhou Yang approached and asked with a smirk, "Brother Yan is still very good in bed, right?"

"Go away." Miyano pointed at him.

Pu Ling glanced at him and decided to save face for her boyfriend.

"Well," Pu Ling nodded, "it's pretty awesome."

It sounds good too.

Every time Miyano snorted, Pu Ling felt that he could fight till dawn.

The first month passed quickly, and since Qiu Yehai made a fuss, my mother found out about handing out leaflets and working part-time in a convenience store.

Pu Ling quit his job at the convenience store at his mother's request, but he still went to the Children's Palace Square on weekends to distribute leaflets as usual, because he promised Aunt Mao to work until school started.

One day Qiu Yehai came to the square to look for him, with a bruised nose and a swollen face. Pu Ling turned his head a little and understood who did the good thing.

Well said civilized citizen.

Pu Ling sighed inwardly.

Qiu Yehai didn't make a fuss this time, looked at him calmly and said, "I know you don't want to live with me."

"Stop talking nonsense, okay?" Pu Ling narrowed her eyes.

"Just one word," Qiu Yehai said with a serious expression, "Have you really thought about the future? Being with a man?"

"Does it have something to do with you?" Pu Ling said with a blank expression, after thinking for a while, "How do you know I haven't thought about it?"

"He's a bastard. He has no diploma and no serious job. He will drag you to death." Qiu Yehai frowned.

"He won't." Pu Ling looked at Qiu Yehai, "I know him better than you, and you have no position to say that."

"You..." Qiu Yehai's mouth hurts when he spoke, and he said helplessly, "You will regret it."

"Have you really thought about me?" Pu Ling smiled, "If you were really thinking about me, you wouldn't rush into my house and say those things to my mother."

Qiu Yehai still wanted to open his mouth, but Pu Ling interrupted him: "I won't regret it, I know what kind of person Miyano is like than you, he is my hope."

The winter vacation ends on the second day of the Lantern Festival.

Finally, Pu Ling could no longer be stuck with her beautiful boyfriend 24 hours a day.

accurate.

Pu Ling went to school with such a mood.

Morning self-study is a sleepy morning self-study. Everyone stayed in bed during the winter vacation, and they were not used to getting up so early the first day. They all dozed off with their books in their hands, and Lao Yu on the podium hurriedly took a few loud shots. hand.

"Hey, get up!" Lao Yu said earnestly, "How can you do in this state? Do you know how many days are left for the college entrance examination?"

"How many more days?" Feng Han asked confusedly.

"..." Lao Yu glared at him, "Count it yourself!"

Feng Han went to count obediently, and while counting, he turned his head and said to Pu Ling: "When I first entered the school gate, I saw several police cars going over there. It was scary."

Pu Ling flipped through the book and said, "Have you never seen a police car?"

"No, there must be something big." Feng Han clicked his tongue.

Pu Ling ignored him, thinking that this man had always made a fuss.

"Brother, what should I do!" Gong He shook Miyano's hand, watching the police come in and out of Luo Ying's house.

Miyano frowned, watching a man in police uniform walking towards him.

The man's eyes were sharp, he stared at him with a booklet in his hand and asked, "Are you Luo Ying's son?"

"Adopted son, so is he." Miyano said, pointing at Gonghe.

"That's right for me too," Gonghe said quickly, "What's wrong with the police brother and my mother?"

"We suspect that your adoptive mother is suspected of possessing drugs and is investigating." The man ignored Gonghe and looked at Miyano, "Do you know about this?"

"Hidden poison?" Miyano was stunned for a moment.

"Hiding, hiding drugs? Did you make a mistake?" Gonghe shouted, turning his head, "Mom!"

Miyano raised his eyes and saw two policemen carrying Luo Ying out of the door.Luo Ying's hair was disheveled, her wrists were handcuffed, and she glanced at them with red and swollen eyes.

"What's going on?" Miyano asked in a low voice.

Luo Ying didn't speak, and let the police carry her to the car.

Then two more policemen walked out with a man on their backs.

This man's name is He Zhi. Miyano met him not long ago. At that time, he thought that this seemingly gentle and steady man would be Luo Ying's support, but he was completely relieved.

Miyano clenched his palms tightly, and rushed forward when He Zhi passed by him, grabbing his collar.

"You yourself are sick, why drag her into the water together!"

He Zhi gave him a gloomy look.

"What are you doing?" The male policeman just pulled his hand away, "You two are going to the police station too, I have something to ask you two."

Pu Ling turned on her mobile phone as soon as school was over at noon, but unexpectedly there was not a single message from Miyano.

He made a phone call, but no one answered.

Pu Ling randomly packed two lunch boxes and headed home.

As soon as he pushed open the yard door, he saw Miyano sitting alone on the manhole cover in the yard, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, accumulating a large pile of ash and not being willing to dust it off.

Pu Ling walked over lightly and took the cigarette from his mouth.

"Puling." Miyano suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

Pu Ling was stunned for a moment, and a bad premonition came to her heart: "Brother Yan, what's wrong with you?"

"Luo Ying just told me something." Miyano's eyes drifted, "She said...she knows where my real mother is."

☆, 41

Pu Ling knelt down and grabbed Miyano's hand.

Miyano's gaze settled down a little, looked at him, and his voice was still trembling: "Luo Ying said that she knew her, and she gave me to Luo Ying to raise me."

"Are you going to find her?" Pu Ling asked softly.

Miyano didn't speak for a long time, and finally grabbed Pu Ling's hand: "I want to see it."

I also want to ask, why did you throw him to Luo Ying.

"I'll go with you." Pu Ling said immediately.

"You are a student." Miyano looked at him.

"..." Puling paused, "Then when will you go and come back?"

"I'll be right back when I find the answer I want." Miyano bowed his head and kissed his fingertips, "It won't be long."

Pu Ling didn't want Miyano to feel that she looked very clingy, very loving, and very reluctant, so she nodded calmly: "I'll wait for you to come back."

Miyano's biological mother lives in City C, which is far away, and takes a day and a half by train.

Pu Ling sent Miyano into the station and said, "Don't forget you still have a competition at the end of this month."

"Understood." Miyano smiled.

"Call me every day." Pu Ling looked at him.

"Yeah." Miyano nodded.

"..." Pu Ling wanted to say something, but looked at Miyano's face and forgot again.

Taking advantage of the people around him not paying attention, Miyano quickly kissed him on the cheek: "Let's go."

Pu Ling watched as Miyano was carrying a small dark green travel bag and gradually disappeared into the crowd.

He walked backwards, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

It's Miyano's news.

- Be careful on the way back.

-[cute] got it

-[Lovely Lovely]

Miyano got off the train, found a small hotel to stay in, took a shower, and looked at the phone map while making noodles.

No.1 civilian hospital in C city.

He roughly memorized the route to the hospital and prepared to leave tomorrow.

Luo Ying said that that person is the director of the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular department.

Miyano suddenly thought of something, clicked on Baidu, and searched for the name of this hospital.

The web page popped up quickly, Miyano clicked on the hospital summary, and looked through the catalog one by one.

List of attending physicians.

Pediatrics...Cardiac Surgery...

Miyano's eyes fell on the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular department in the column below.

-Gu Lan.

His heart beat violently.

Under the name Gu Lan is a one-inch photo with a blue background. The woman in the photo has short hair and is very young.

Miyano stared at the screen, the woman had facial features similar to his, her expression was very pale, and she still gave people a feeling of alienation when she smiled.

Gu Lan.

Miyano recited the name silently, fell down on the bed and turned over, and continued to hold the phone and look at her photos.

The light outside the window was mottled, shining through the cracks on the old curtains.Occasionally there is a car passing by on the road, making a little noise.

Miyano unconsciously closed the corners of his eyes and fell asleep.

Waking up in the middle of the night, Miyano reached for his phone and took a look.

3:47.

He fell back on the pillow, a little helpless, and didn't quite understand why he had insomnia.

Miyano simply lifted the quilt, climbed to the window and sat down.

It's just early spring, and the night is very cold, but the wind here is very clean, and it feels comfortable to blow on the body.

Miyano lit a cigarette and watched boredly as the smoke rose from before his eyes, then gradually drifted away and disappeared into the air.

There are traffic lights under his feet, like countless eyes, staring at him lonely.

Miyano suddenly felt an indescribable feeling of emptiness.

Suddenly I don't want to go to that person anymore.

There is no need to ask questions.

She can bear to give herself to Luo Ying, which is already a complete answer.

Miyano closed her eyes, leaned back against the window sill, and took out her phone.

4:13.

By coincidence, he clicked on the photo album.

The latest photo is of Pu Ling.

Pu Ling was sleeping, her eyelashes were hanging on her face, the bridge of her nose was as high as a hillock, and the corners of her mouth raised a little unconsciously.

so cute.

Miyano reached out and touched the screen, and smiled involuntarily.

Scroll down, and there are a lot of selfies of the two of them, all kinds of beauty effects, snake face, alien face and frog face.

Miyano laughed and coughed.

7: 32.

Miyano cleaned up the cigarette butts on the ground, washed up briefly, got dressed and went out.

He went to the hospital by car according to the route he had memorized last night.

It was still early, but there were already many people queuing up for registration in the hospital.

Miyano walked through the crowded and noisy crowd to take the elevator.

Just ask.

He said to himself, go home after asking.

Miyano lingered outside the cardiology clinic for a while, when a woman in a white coat opened the door and came out.

He looked at the man's face and was relieved to find that it wasn't Gu Lan.

"Looking for Dr. Gu?" The female doctor smiled.

Miyano glanced at the brand on her clothes, Xiao Han.

"Hello." Miyano said.

"Doctor Gu is inside." Xiao Han said, "Do you want me to call for you?"

"No need," Miyano thanked, "I'll go in and find her."

Xiao Han stepped on his high heels and walked away. Miyano put his hand on the doorknob, took a deep breath, pushed the door in, and met his eyes.

The face that he had seen on the webpage raised slightly, and he glanced at him expressionlessly.

Gu Lan sat in a chair and continued flipping through the booklet quickly.

"I'm Miyano." Miyano stood in front of her and said.

Gu Lan's hand paused for a moment, and continued flipping through the booklet.

"You know Luo Ying, don't you?" Miyano looked at her.

"I don't know." Gu Lan said quickly.

"But she said she knew you." Miyano said.

"It's the wrong person." Gu Lan smiled indistinctly.

Miyano had nothing to say.

Gu Lan raised her eyes and stared at him for a while: "Didn't sleep all night?"

"See?" Miyano raised an eyebrow.

"Dark circles are heavy."

Miyano suddenly found it ironic that the conversation between them was not as warm as that between a doctor and a patient.

"I just wanted to ask you a question." Miyano said.

Gu Lan sighed, put down the medical record in his hand, looked at him with crossed fingers, and said softly, "You ask."

"Why, don't want me."

Gu Lan smiled, looking not surprised at all, and then said: "Only this?"

Miyano said, "Only this."

"Your father didn't marry me," Gu Lan looked at him, "I gave birth to you, and he didn't marry me either."

"So you don't want it?" Miyano smiled.

Gu Lan didn't speak.

"I see." Miyano said.

"How is Luo Ying?" Gu Lan asked.

Miyano didn't answer, opened the door and walked out.

Pu Ling threw the last bag of garbage to the door, exhaled, and lay down on the sofa.

Miyano's room was cleaned by him again.

Today is Sunday, and Miyano hasn't returned yet.

very annoying.

miss him.

I didn't reply to the message.

asshole.

Pu Ling put her legs on the back of the sofa, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

He was woken up by the phone, and when he turned around, he saw his phone lying beside the little Pink Pig's ashtray, buzzing.

Pu Ling reached for the phone, took it over and saw that it was Miyano.

He picks up the phone.

"Come pick me up," Miyano said in a low voice, "I'm at the train station."

"Right now." Pu Ling jumped up from the sofa.

From arriving at the train station to picking up Miyano home, it took a total of 10 minutes.

Miyano was speechless all the way, and his expression was not good.

Once at home, Miyano closed the door, pushed Pu Ling against the door and started kissing him.

The longing and dullness that had not been seen for a few days all broke out in the kiss.

Miyano rubbed his waist fiercely, then lowered his head and bit his neck.

"Hey you..." Pu Ling pushed his head away with some amusement, "What's the matter, you."

"Still talking nonsense," Miyano panted a little, "Don't want to go to me? It's been so many days."

Pu Ling froze for a moment and smiled: "I think so."

Then it blocked up.

☆, 42

The two of them took a bath in Miyano's small broken bathroom one after another, and went to bed naked.

It was almost eight o'clock.

Miyano said: "Toss for so long?"

Pu Ling glanced at him.

Miyano changed his words: "It was you for a long time."

"I forgot to tell you something." Pu Ling said while lying on the pillow with her head propped up.

"Huh?" Miyano raised an eyebrow.

"I measured my height yesterday, and it's taller than you." Pu Ling said.

"How much?" Miyano smiled.

"186.1," Pu Ling narrowed his eyes, "one centimeter is taller, and it's not like I won't grow any longer."

"Why are you so competitive?" Miyano clicked his tongue, moved his body down slowly, and pulled the quilt over his body.

"I just want to look down on you quickly." Pu Ling's fingertips slid from his collarbone to his shoulders, "I am taller than you, so you can rely on me for everything, and you can't do anything without me. "

Miyano smiled: "You are shorter than me and I won't leave you just because I despise you."

"That's what you said," Pu Ling pointed at him, "it means that you disliked me very much before."

"That's not ordinary disgust." Miyano said.

Pu Ling glared at him, and then neither of them could hold back their laughter.

"Why don't you ask me about going to City C?" Miyano found Pu Ling's fingers under the quilt and wrapped them around them.

Pu Ling took out his hand to play with, and said softly, "If you don't tell me, I won't ask."

"Well," Miyano turned over, "I don't have anything to ask."

Pu Ling grabbed Miyano's hand, put it on her face, and opened her mouth to bite.

"Puppy." Miyano said.

"Actually, there was something I wanted to tell you before you went, but I forgot." Pu Ling looked at him, "I should have time to say it now."

"say what?"

"I love you." Pu Ling turned back and pressed on Miyano, holding his face, "Did you hear that? I love you."

The two looked at each other for a while, and Miyano said the first sentence: "Can you forget such an important thing?"

Pu Ling was so angry that he slapped him on the head: "You are the king of destroying the atmosphere."

Miyano laughed happily for a long time, put his arms around his bare shoulders, leaned forward and kissed his mouth: "I heard it, I heard it."

"It's the first time I've told anyone this." Pu Ling clicked his tongue, "I should have said it later, at least after you said it, so I'm a little more precious."

"Just right." Miyano looked at him and stroked his eyebrows, "I wanted to tell you countless times on the train, but when I got off the train and saw you, I was so hard that I didn't even bother to think about it."

"Hey Miyano, aren't you dirty?" It was the first time Pu Ling heard such a funny love talk.

"No more," Miyano said, "You did all the dirty things."

"go away."

The two quarreled for a while on the bed.

Finally, Miyano turned over and hugged Pu Ling, bit his ear, and said softly, "You are the most precious."

"How precious?"