365 days a year do not want to open

The public area of ​​the city hospital is quite large, with flower gardens, rockeries, and koi ponds, and it takes half an hour to stroll through them all.

Wu Ye knew that he was heavy, so he leaned on Shen Mo and left by himself. After all, it wasn't really impossible to leave.

As soon as the weight on his body lightened, Shen Mo also heaved a sigh of relief, and turned his face aside to ease the embarrassment: "Didn't you lie down for half a year? Why are your muscles still so strong?"

It's only been a few days that I don't look like a patient anymore.

"It's stronger before lying down," Wu Ye said.

"..." Shen Mo nodded, remembering his identity.

This topic is a bit sensitive, and if it is not safe, it will arouse Wu Ye's sadness, so Shen Mo didn't say anything more.

After walking for a while, Wu Ye asked, "Will you still sing in the future?"

"Huh? Sing, why don't you sing?" Shen Mo asked back. In fact, he is not a talkative person, but he always felt that... Wu Ye was exuding the signal of 'I am dying of loneliness', so he reluctantly accompanied him. People chat for a while: "I sing all the time."

"Really?" Wu Ye showed surprise, expressing puzzlement.

Knowing Shen Mo's identity, he checked it online. It was said on the Internet that Shen Mo had retired, and under Shen Mo's Weibo, which had not been updated for a long time, people left messages every day hoping for Shen Mo's comeback.

"Singing in a bar to earn living expenses, but I can't sing my own songs, the contract is terminated, and the copyright is not with me, you understand." Shen Mo confessed without hiding it.

In him, Wu Ye saw youthful vigor, fearlessness, and imperceptible stubbornness and persistence, which didn't seem to be quite like...

Without Xie Jibei's tact, without Wan Qiao's arrogance, and without Heller's forbearance, Shen Mo seems to be just an ordinary boy, very real.

"Don't you feel wronged?" Wu Ye asked, walking into a corridor with Shen Mo.

In the covered room, Shen Mo took off his sunglasses, revealing his handsome face, earning a lot of attention.

Only Wu Ye would think that Shen Mo, who has amazed the music world since his debut, is an ordinary boy.

"Why are you wronged? I have hands and feet. If I don't make money by myself, why don't I go home and eat the old?" Shen Mo sneered, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. Why did Wu Ye talk to himself in an elder tone: "How old are you?"

This guy seems to be only 28 nine?

"Three years older than you?" Wu Ye thought about it.

"Oh, it's almost three," Shen Mo continued, "Uncles and aunts are looking forward to your marriage, come on."

Wu Ye was speechless: "Can the two men get the certificate?"

"..." Shen Mo, who was walking well beside him, almost fell on the spot, his expression was so horrified, he stared at Wu Ye.

"I haven't told my parents yet, please keep it a secret for me." Wu Ye whispered, winking at him.

Shen Mo was stunned, and it took him a while to finally realize that Wu Ye was coming out to him.

Directed coming out = liking yourself?

Shen Mo's expression changed, he felt incredible for a while, and was speechless for a while, but he was not happy because he was liked.

Because Wu Ye doesn't like him because of himself, if that's the case, what's there to be happy about?

At this moment, Wu Ye said, "Don't get me wrong, when you mentioned the issue of marriage, I didn't want to deceive you, so I didn't mean anything else."

After finishing speaking with a smile, he asked again: "What bar are you singing in? I'll listen to you singing after I'm discharged from the hospital."

Shen Mo said: "When you leave the hospital, I guess I've already changed the bar, let's talk about it then."

"Okay." Wu Ye didn't ask any more, but glanced at the time, his expression as gentle and calm as ever.

Shen Mo, who was only in his early twenties, couldn't tell which of Wu Ye's words were true.

It's just that he vaguely felt that he couldn't hold the unfathomable man in front of him.

Three years of poor experience, bigger than expected.

Shen Mo stayed in the hospital until noon and bid farewell.

"Aren't you going to stay for dinner?" Wu Ye said.

"No, the food in the hospital is not good." Shen Mo said harshly, put on his sunglasses and left.

After that, he came a few times, and the frequency was quite frequent. Wu Ye couldn't help joking with him: "What? Are the rumors on the Internet true? You don't have any other friends?"

Shen Mo, who came quite frequently, gave Wu Ye a hard look, pouted, if it wasn't for writing a new song, who would care about you.

"My new album is almost finished." Shen Mo said abruptly.

"Come together?" Wu Ye's expression narrowed.

"Ah, just write whatever you want." Shen Mo stood with Wu Ye in the corridor with his pockets in his pocket, stomping his feet in the cold.

It was almost December, and the weather in Beijing turned cold overnight.

"Are you coming back in two days?" Wu Ye turned his head and saw that Shen Mo's eyelashes were trembling from the cold, and he was speechless. It was only a few degrees today, and Shen Mo only wore two clothes: "Go into the room." He rushed to the ward Nunuzui over there.

"No, I'll go back and write songs." Shen Mo sniffled, acting very busy: "I won't come in two days, I'm busy."

Wu Ye was a little disappointed, he still wanted to ask Shen Mo to carry the guitar: "Forget it, go get busy." Then he pointed to Shen Mo's clothes: "Wear more when going out in the future, it's cold now."

Shen Mo hummed, took one last look at Wu Ye, and walked away with his arms around him.

Very childish.

In the blink of an eye, it was mid-December, and Shen Mo didn't come for more than ten days after that.

Wu Ye knew that he was busy and didn't bother him, but he was about to be discharged from the hospital and went back to his hometown to rest. Mother Wu agreed to inform everyone without trouble, but she still talked about Shen Mo.

Said to Wu Ye: "Didn't you say invite Shen Mo to dinner? Give him a call."

Wu Ye also remembered this, nodded, and took out his mobile phone to call Shen Mo, but Shen Mo's mobile phone was turned off and he couldn't get through.

Before leaving, I called again, but still couldn't get through.

It made Wu Ye a little worried.

But he didn't know where Shen Mo lived, and even if he was worried, he couldn't get in touch.

Mother Wu looked regretful, thinking that she was going back to her hometown soon, so she put a smile on her face again.

The golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as the dog kennel at home. After half a year away from home, it is the greatest joy to be able to return home with my son who wakes up safely.

Before the plane took off, Wu Ye thought about it and sent Shen Mo a text message: "Shen Mo, I have been discharged from the hospital and returned to my hometown. I will treat you to dinner again when I have a chance."

The state is not good now, whether it is career or love, you have to put it aside first.

After sending the text message, Wu Ye closed his eyes and went to rest.

In a small apartment in the capital, Shen Mo, with an unshaven beard, found out his mobile phone to charge it up, to see if anyone was looking for him during the few days when he was writing songs in retreat.

As a result, I saw Wu Ye's news.

Are you out of the hospital and back home?

Shen Mo scratched his hair, and looked at the time, it was already yesterday's news.

"Fuck..." the young man cursed, and walked around in place. After a while, he calmed down and thought about it, why was he so anxious, didn't he just miss meeting Wu Ye, is it so important?

Shen Mo comforted himself, but he was still quite depressed.

Like a child who has done something wrong, he doesn't even know how to reply to text messages.

"I'm sorry, I've been writing songs in retreat these days, so I didn't receive your call."

"It's okay, come on, I hope your new album will be released soon."

"Well, thank you."

After Shen Mo replied the text message, he felt self-conscious and uneasy. Before, he suspected that Wu Ye was interested in him, but it turned out that Wu Ye didn't seem to have that meaning.

This unscientific.

Shen Mo, the little prince of rock and roll, turned his head to look at the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and finally came to the conclusion that Wu Ye was blind.

The twelve new songs were all written in the few days of retreat, but some parts needed to be polished and revised, and they could not be completed in a while.

As the New Year approached, the Shen family kept calling, trying to persuade Shen Mo to go back to celebrate the New Year.

Shen Mo, who is about to win, definitely doesn't want to go back in despair, he wants to wait until the new album is released before going back.

The bar he worked with before invited him to go back and sing again and again, but he thought about it and didn't agree, because the money he earned from singing is only enough to live on, and he has no shortage now.

What Shen Mo lacked now was the production fee, at least hundreds of thousands.

If you don't spend your family's money, it's really nothing.

In the past two years since he left home, Shen Mo has been spending the New Year in a rented house. The family was very angry, and they couldn't find him. They only knew that he was doing well.

This is good, of course Shen Mo said it himself.

Shen Mo's older brothers and sisters were a little unbelievable. A single dog with no family, no friends, and unemployed, had a limit.

His elder brother asked him: Little brother, is there anyone delivering food for Chinese New Year?

Shen Mo ignored such deliberately sarcastic news.

As the youngest in the family, no matter what he does, in the eyes of his family, he is a brat.

It seems that other than being a qualified dude, doing anything else is not doing business properly.

Shen Mo doesn't like being a rice bug, and he doesn't like being doted on like a child by his family. He hopes to be respected as an adult.

Shen Mo's former friend: ...

The reason why they no longer interact with Shen Mo is because this guy is too good at pretending.

How much respect do you need for hundreds of millions of dividends every year!

The reason why Shen Mo can't make friends: Every time we talk about family, we don't agree with each other.

……

In my hometown in the south, the peaceful small town in Wu Ye's memory, the streets are filled with the smell of the Chinese New Year, and the elementary school students are still taking exams.

Wu Rong had been taken back to his home from his aunt's house two days ago, and Wu Ye sent him to and from school these two days.

On a very cold day, Wu Ye rode the only means of transportation at home, a motorcycle, and the little girl shrank her head in the back seat in the cold, not daring to stick her face out.

Wu Ye sent her to school, and said to her: "Go in quickly, I will wait for you here after you finish the exam."

Wu Rong nodded, turned and entered the school gate.

Fearing that she would be cold, her parents dressed her like a ball, her arms could not hang down, and she walked like a penguin.

Wu Ye hooked the corners of his mouth, and turned around to the vegetable market on his bicycle.

There are many people in the morning market here, and some species are sold out when they arrive late, such as the wild river prawns that Wu Rong likes to eat.

Today was lucky, there were not only river prawns but also a few wild stone carps, Wu Ye called my aunt's house, asked if my aunt was at home, and hung up.

Before he picked up his phone, he glanced at Moments, and Shen Mo posted a post: Does the takeaway boy still deliver food during the Chinese New Year?

Wu Ye paused, and left a message: "Come to my house to celebrate the New Year, and I'll cook something delicious for you."

Then put on the mobile phone, send the fish to my aunt's house, and then return to my own house.

Wu's mother was doing sanitation, drying the quilt, saw the fish Wu Ye bought, and took it to raise it.

Before returning to the house, Wu Ye came to the study and glanced at the crack of the door. His father was looking at the drawings with glasses, and he didn't notice anyone outside.

The phone vibrated in his pocket, Wu Ye hurriedly left and took out the phone to look at it when he returned to his room.

Shen Mo said, "Where is your home?"

Wu Ye sent him a location directly: "I'll pick you up at the airport."

It is early in the morning, Wu Ye looked at the next flight back to his home, and took a screenshot to Shen Mo: "You book a ticket for this flight, and I will leave when you get on the plane."

After waiting for about ten minutes, Shen Mo replied with one word: "Oh."

When it was received, Wu Ye came out and said to Wu's mother, "I'm going out."

He needed a car to pick up Shen Mo in the city, and there was only a motorcycle at home, so Wu Ye went out to borrow a car.

After making an agreement with others, he came back, waited until noon to pick up Wu Rong from school, and sent the little girl to the examination room after dinner. After receiving the message from Shen Mo saying that he would board the plane immediately, he left without stopping.

Before leaving, I told my parents to pick up Shen Mo at the airport.

Wu's father and Wu's mother were stunned for a few seconds, Shen Mo?Come home for the New Year?

That's good.

Two hours later, Wu Ye arrived at the airport, holding a very conspicuous little dinosaur in his hand, he was the most conspicuous in the whole waiting room.

The girls next to him whispered: "Damn, what kind of straight steel man is this, who even brought a dinosaur to pick up his girlfriend!"

"Yeah, isn't it good to buy a bunch of flowers?"

"It's better to buy something cute, like Winnie the Pooh or something."

After a moment of silence: "But I still envy his girlfriend."

Everyone looked at the exit in unison, wanting to see the girl they envied.

Shen Mo came out pushing a small suitcase, looked around for Wu Ye, and then saw a very eye-catching dinosaur: "..." Who is so mentally handicapped?

Sympathizing with the person who was picked up by the dinosaur for a second, he lowered his head and pressed the phone.

"Shen Mo?" Wu Ye came over with the little dinosaur in his arms and stuffed it into Shen Mo's arms.

"..." Shen Mo looked at Wu Ye, and then at the crowd watching, his face flushed.

...how could such a thing happen to me.

The author has something to say:

In fact, the progress is quite fast, the little prince is willing to go back to his in-laws’ hometown