Mr. Chang who refuses to be hijacked by love

After the observation period, on Friday of the following week, the attending doctor agreed to transfer the patient.Jiangbei Hospital is located in a prosperous area near the theater, only two blocks away from the Institute of Physics, so it is only natural for Chang Zhou to visit after get off work every day.Mr. Yu didn't want to move his nest, so he pinched his throat and cried out for pain.Dong Shengsheng begged for mercy: "Boss, wake up, if I stay here any longer, I will have to lay my dead body at the entrance of the hospital to stop people, okay! This formation roars, each person has a bouquet of flowers, all piled up outside the door, as big as Yushan Cemetery Seems like that." He Ping glanced at him, raised his hands and added, dripping with cold sweat: "It's not what I said, it's... Miss Liu said..."

Liu Qingyun denied it and said, "That's not what I meant."

He Ping was about to say "Speaking without words", but Yu Liu defended him in order to block his mouth: "What's going on? Qingyun speaks quickly, it's all unintentional, and Yang Yang doesn't care."

"I've been used to it for a long time." Mr. Yu said calmly.

Professor Yu nodded approvingly, and while urging Liu Qingyun to come forward to feed him fruit, he blamed: "It's also Yangyang's fault. Why are you so hasty this time? Let the media write wildly, and your little fans are so sad and outraged. When I saw the news abroad, I thought I really had to talk to my father..."

Qian Qian really has the problem of excessive publicity!Mr. Yu rubbed the center of his brows, then opened his eyes, and looked around at the relatives and friends gathered in the ward.The ward was about half the size of a hotel suite, but at this moment he felt full of noise.Mr. Chang was sitting nearby, secretly studying that giant buttered bread humidifier.Is he hungry?Yu Yang thought curiously.He brought the topic to him, "It's up to Mr. Chang to handle it properly this time, otherwise it will be really dangerous."

Chang Zhou turned his head sideways, his eyelashes seemed to be filled with naughty mist, and said with a raised eyebrow, "Where. The doctor said, thanks to your hard work and excellent physical fitness, it would be difficult for an ordinary person to hold on."

Professor Yu said with a smile: "Mr. Chang, why is he modest? I watched the live video, and Dong Shengsheng was stunned by so much blood. You are the only one who is the calmest and quickest to respond. It is really unexpected. Before you Seeing you in the admissions brochure of the department, wearing a white shirt and hugging a little arctic fox, I always feel weak and innocent..."

"What arctic fox?" Yu Yang asked hurriedly.

Chang Zhou was very embarrassed, and explained in a low voice: "My colleague forced me to hug it. I am allergic to its fur, and I have been trying not to sneeze..."

Mr. Yu was very interested in the expression of "weak and innocent", "Come and see me later, okay?"

"Arctic fox?" Mr. Chang asked.

Yu Yang smiled puzzled, and said softly: "I'm really curious about how your brain handles problems, Teacher Chang."

"what?"

"I said that photo. Come back and find me."

Chang Zhou became more and more embarrassed, turned his face away with red ears, and continued to study the humidifier.

He Ping stood up and interrupted the whispering between the two, "Yangyang, I've already made arrangements for the military hospital. Can I go there tomorrow morning?"

Yu Yang avoided his "arrangement". Since his eldest sister was present, he had no choice but to say coldly: "It's not suitable for me to be admitted to a military hospital. If there are rumors outside, I can stop the media reports, and I can't stop gossip."

He Ping thought that he was thinking of himself, smiled gratifiedly, and suggested: "Then it's fine to move back home. I'll let the doctor come over—"

Yu Yang flatly refused: "No need. I'll go back to the old house and everything will be arranged by Shengsheng."

He Ping's face was full of rain, with an attitude of "I can't help you".Chang Zhou didn't understand the cause and effect, so he had to keep silent.By nature, Dong Shengsheng didn't want to see harsh scenes. He stood up and wanted to persuade him, so he called out "boss", but was intimidated by Yu Yang and flinched back.Liu Taizhu was bold and small-minded, unable to bear the high pressure, and relying on outsiders, he slipped out of the ward while no one was looking.

He Ping stared awe-inspiringly, "I'm thinking about your health, why are you so ungrateful."

Yu Yang was afraid that he would show his clues, and was about to calm down and deal with it, even considering compromise, at this moment, Yu Liu suddenly said coldly: "Why is my brother so ungrateful, don't you understand?"

She was sitting right behind her husband, and her husband was so blatantly pressing, she couldn't continue to close her eyes and listen.She got up and straightened her dress, and asked calmly, "My younger brother is very repulsed to go home after graduating from middle school. Why, I think you are the one who knows best."

The rest of the people could hear it vaguely. He Ping looked back at his wife, his canthus almost cracked.

"What's unbelievable about this? Lao He, I tolerate you because you are my husband and the father of my child. Are you really not worried about losing your qualifications as a husband and a father if you keep breaking the rules like this? Yu Liu was determined to open the skylight, looked at him with pity, turned around and walked towards the door, and said in a sad voice: "Let's go, let's go home and talk. Everyone laughs."

Yu Yang tried to save her, "Sister, you don't have to..."

Yu Liu turned her head and said: "'People call me Zhu Yu, but they know that they are worried about me', alas...pretending to be deaf and dumb is not what a gentleman does. I am sorry for my sister for so many years, Yangyang."

Dong Shengsheng didn't dare to think about it, hesitatingly said: "I...Professor Yu, General He, I will see you off."

That "I'm sorry" made Yu Yang feel a burning pain in his heart.Chang Zhouku frowned to observe his expression, thought for a moment, and carefully deduced: "Well, before, did General He commit domestic violence against you?"

Yu Yang looked at him with compassionate eyes, and it was clear that he was making a good conclusion on his own.Ninjun couldn't help asking: "It's strange, Dong Shengsheng is a smart guy who doesn't know it yet, how did you deduce it?"

Chang Zhouzhen thought that his words were true, and solemnly said that both Xi'an and Yinchuan had mentioned it to him. He thought that General He was just impulsive, but he didn't expect it to be so cruel.Then he asked worriedly: "Mr. Yinchuan told me that this would leave psychological trauma. Have you ever seen a psychiatrist? I—"

Mr. Yu leaned on the bed and looked at his serious face, grabbed his hand with a smirk, and stopped him: "Take me to see a psychiatrist? Don't you think your ex-girlfriend is mentally handicapped and never Do you despise psychology?"

Mr. Chang was suddenly touched by him, like a cat whose neck was pinched, even his breathing became cautious, and he quibbled: "Is it the same thing as whether I look down on it or not? You, you are messing around. "

"Is this just messing around?" Seeing him froze, Yu Yang took advantage of the situation and pulled him, but instead grabbed his resisting hand, easily hugged him into his arms, and said triumphantly, "This is called messing around."

"Don't—don't—"

Yu Yang just wanted to tease him "taking advantage of his own danger", and didn't intend to take advantage of it, so he coaxed: "I'm in pain, don't move around." , and was afraid that he would misunderstand that he was only full of obscene thoughts, so he put his arm loosely around his waist with one hand, rubbed his soft hair with the other, and sighed: "Fool. My brother-in-law covets me, he should see a psychiatrist. "

"Can you tell the truth?!" Chang Zhou blamed him for being so easy to tell lies, and hated himself for being unable to tell the difference.

"I'm so bad?" Yu Yang laughed.

Chang Zhou pushed his shoulder, opened the distance between the two, and said seriously: "You are really puzzling."

Yu Yang wanted to open his heart and let him explore, but he hoped that the other party would do the same. He looked at him, "You are incredible."

Chang Zhou blinked, then pushed him away completely, and warned: "Don't do this next time, I'm really scared." As for what he was afraid of, he was unclear.As if nothing had happened, he asked: "General He—your brother-in-law, what's going on?"

"He meant that to me. I didn't lie to you." Yu Yang didn't intend to hide it from him, "When I was in middle school, he tried to molested me." After all that was said, it seemed calm.

Chang Zhou was at a loss for words, Yu Yang's hands were itchy, and he slapped him on the face, "He drank too much, I beat him up, and then he didn't dare anymore."

"Does Professor Yu know?"

"The obscenity thing? She doesn't know. I was also surprised when she suddenly punctured the window paper today. Maybe I'm stupid too, for forgetting who is the smartest person in the family. My sister agreed with me to move back to the old house She also supported me to develop my career abroad, and never questioned me... She may have noticed it a long time ago."

"Professor Yu treats you very well."

"Like a father like a mother." Yu Yang said, "Unfortunately, since then, I really have no home. My sister transferred all the properties left by my father to me, and after completing the formalities, I have never been so homeless. You can go back."

Chang Zhou stared into his brown eyes that seemed to be like a trickling river. He had never felt the sorrow of another person so truly, even if he had never owned or lost a "home", even if he didn't know it. What is "home".

"Are you willing..." He was clearly moved, but Yu Yang hesitated to speak.

Chang Zhou asked: "What?" Sincerity seemed to agree to everything.

"Would you like to give it to me..." Yu Yang gritted his teeth again and again, his heart was tumbling, and he couldn't say that sentence again and again.

Chang Zhou smiled and said, "What exactly do you want me to do? If it's too difficult, I won't."

Seeing his innocence, Yu Yang let out a long breath, suppressed his reckless thoughts with lingering fear, and said softly, "Would you like to make me porridge with preserved egg and lean meat?"

On Saturday, Dong Shengsheng hired a medical team to take Mr. Yu back to his old house and resettle him. Mr. Chang came back from Zhujiang District and met Dong Shengsheng who was about to go out.Assistant Dong asked: "Ms. Chang also goes to work at the Institute of Physics on weekends?"

Chang Zhou pretended to be.

Assistant Dong suddenly felt sympathetic to each other, "I'm really exhausted..."

Chang Zhou was amused by the way he stood under the melon stand and looked at himself, and asked, "Go out to work at night?"

"Go and find a professional chef for the boss. There are many problems. I think the servant can't make desserts. He obviously doesn't eat sweets at all!" Assistant Dong sighed and said goodbye to Mr. Chang.

Chang Zhou went upstairs to change his clothes, checked the time, didn't have time to see Mr. Yu, ran into the kitchen in a hurry, opened the built-in refrigerator, took out the ingredients he asked the housekeeper to buy in the morning, and soaked the lean meat in water according to the process taught by Xiang Xiwei Open, chop the preserved eggs, wash the rice, and cook in a small white porcelain pot according to the steps.After estimating the time, Mr. Chang is more confident than when he published the paper.

The start of school was just around the corner, and the two children of the He family returned home reluctantly. The noise of playing in the house stopped. Looking around, there were mostly elegant wooden furniture and decorations, coupled with the faint scent of wood chips, it was so quiet and refreshing.Chang Zhou searched among the bookshelves on the second floor of the study and found a set of "Yu Yun's Letters Collection". Books, the year and month are often recorded behind the annotations, and they are all nearly 20 years ago.Most of the letters are written in classical Chinese, covering a wide range of content, and literati can't help comparing and showing off. Chang Zhou was dizzy reading the sentences of "please write this now" and "teach me someday". Before I knew it, half an hour passed, and when I looked back, I only turned two pages, and said to myself, "I have to be arty, why bother!" When I went to the kitchen, I turned off the fire and turned on the pot. , took a picture and sent it to Xiang Xiwei, and complained: "This is nothing like the one sold in the store." Dr. Xiang immediately replied: "No one is perfect, preserved egg and lean meat porridge can't explain anything, really."

Mr. Chang was repeatedly frustrated and depressed, but it was difficult to withdraw what he had promised, so he had to take out a small bowl and send it to Mr. Yu.He ran upstairs and knocked on the door for a long time without hearing a response. Fang remembered that because the medical equipment was not easy to carry, Mr. Yu moved downstairs temporarily.So he ran downstairs again, knocked on the door and went in. Mr. Yu was leaning against the head of the bed, concentrating on operating the computer.

"Excuse me, I'll bring you food."

Seeing the person coming, Yu Yang decisively abandoned his teammates and exited the game. He said happily, "Preserved egg porridge with lean meat? Did you really make it? Didn't I say that I just wanted it on a whim, so there's no need to force it."

Seeing him put away the screen and holographic keyboard, Chang Zhou put the bowl of porridge in front of him with the courage of a strong man, and said, "Forget it. You are the most powerful person."

He turned his head and left with a red face, Yu Yang didn't hear what he was muttering, waited for the door to slam shut, and said to himself: "Why are you suddenly ashamed and angry again today?" He shook his head helplessly, picked up a spoon to drink porridge, and Spoon it down, and stir out a ball of glutinous rice cake-like rice from the bottom of the clear soup. How thin it is, how mushy it is!Mr. Yu couldn't help sighing: "Mr. Wei, the Creator, how did you do this?"

Yu Yang was worried about how to deal with this bowl of porridge, and even more traumatic things came one after another.When the graceful French girl poked her head out from behind the door, frowned and said "Oh, Yang Yang", Yu Yang almost collapsed on the bed.

Standing behind her, Chang Zhou pushed the door open for her. To be polite, he explained in English, "I happened to meet Leni when I was out for a walk."

Yu Yang thanked him, introduced the two of them, held his forehead and smiled, and said to Lei Ni: "You really don't have to come here to see me."

"Don't say that, baby." The woman held a luxurious little black bag in her left hand, and a small woven duck poop green bag in her right hand, and rushed forward with her arms outstretched.The living creature in the woven bag felt a shock and was about to fall out of the struggle.Yu Yang said warily: "Wait, Miss Flanders, what is that?"

"A duck." Renee Flanders deliberately approached him with a woven bag. Chang Zhou tilted his head curiously to look at it, and found that Mr. Yu's face immediately changed. He held his breath for a moment and screamed, "I don't want to." Love the birds!"

Leni laughed, her teasing dark brown eyes were no different from Mr. Yu's. She tried to persuade him like a child, "Don't be afraid, baby, touch it, it's very docile."

Yu Yang didn't care about face, hid himself in the quilt, and said in a panic: "I don't. You'd better move it away quickly, or I will call the police!"

The all-powerful boss was scared by a duck and hid under the quilt!Chang Zhou couldn't help laughing, and caring about his waist, he said, "His wound hasn't healed yet, so be careful not to get infected. Shall I take the duck to the kitchen for you, Miss Flanders?"

"Leni," she corrected, "don't imitate, this child always speaks in a weird way." She was about to hand it to him, when Yu Yang lifted the quilt and called the servant. , he may be allergic. Put it in a corner and let the servants come in and get it."

Leni covered her mouth and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I almost forgot—" she blinked slyly, "Dong said you are 'Mr.Hypersensitive' (Mr. Sensitive)."

Yu Yang made a mental note to the talkative assistant, and before Mr. Chang could react, he said in Chinese: "Artist, lack of logic. Don't care what she said. Go and work on you. Also, thank you for the porridge."

When Mr. Chang left in a daze, Leni shook his head and asked, "Honey, are you sure he likes men?"

"You're so serious, I thought you were finally going to care about my back injury."

"What's the use of keeping your waist when you can't find a partner?" Leni let go of him, looking at the door thoughtfully, "I really don't think he's gay."

“How come you see?”

"From his reaction when he saw me."

Yu Yang said with a smile: "You can't ask a man to behave the same in front of a woman as he did without a woman, no matter what his sexual orientation is. What's more, people can't control themselves to be moved in front of beauty."

Leni was about to praise his flattery, but Yu Yang added brazenly: "Believe me, he was even more unusual when he first met me."

The mother and son exchanged for nearly an hour the life encounters caused by their appearance. The old Miss Flanders attributed her "beautiful beauty" to a certain Chinese scholar: human beings are pathetic visual animals.She said regretfully: "Because of this skin, your father never tried to understand me seriously. That's why I rejected his marriage proposal." Yu Yang smiled gentlemanly, "Honey, let me remind you In a word, you abandoned your husband and son because you were crazy about Beauvoir and Sartre when you were only 16 years old, and you insisted that you were an unmarriageist.”

Miss Flanders, who was defeated in the confrontation, left her son without hesitation, went to the kitchen to ask the servants if they needed help, blended in with no tolerance, and instructed them to make some desserts after dinner.Sister Yuan, the leader, stuttered and said in English: "Assistant Dong told me that Mr. Yu doesn't like sweets." Lei Ni pretended to sigh: "Oh, Dong only has his boss in his eyes. This is wrong. The boss's partner It's also very important." Leni was wearing heavy makeup that covered the clouds and the moon, and it was difficult for Sister Yuan to tell her age, so she was surprised and hurriedly said yes, and hurriedly prepared milk, egg yolk and whipped cream.

During dinner, Dong Shengsheng tried his best to flirt, and Sister Yuan became more and more convinced that this foreign woman who was slightly older than Mr. Yu was the other owner of the house. The daughter was picky: This woman is indeed quite captivating, but she is too eye-catching. Mr. Yu himself is too eye-catching. Standing together, shouldn't it be like two big red flowers blooming together?gaudy!Red flowers need green leaves!It is more appropriate to be as simple as my own daughter!Leni was talking about that when she came from the airport today, she was taken to a farm by a taxi driver because of a language misunderstanding. The grandson of the owner of the farm, who was in elementary school, volunteered to act as an interpreter for her. After being seriously injured, he insisted on sending a pure natural, pollution-free, green duck to international friends, and talked about the theory of traditional Chinese medicine heard from hearsay, demonstrating the "warm and good" attribute of duck meat.This chattering ability won the admiration of everyone who heard it, Chang Zhou thought, it is said that Yu Yang's ability to speak and speak was completely inherited from Mr. Yu Yizhi, fortunately, if she followed her mother... I am afraid it would not be as simple as exaggeration.Assistant Dong whispered in Mr. Chang's ear, "According to my many years of experience, I can't believe a single word!" Mr. Chang thought desperately: So he followed his mother.

After enjoying the dishes, Leni smiled charmingly, and pushed the fragrant French creme brulee to Mr. Chang, "Yang Yang said you like desserts, I made this myself, how about a taste?"

Chang Zhou is addicted to sweets, the aroma has already awakened his nose, he can't realize that she is playing tricks on tigers, courting her son, and blushing, he took a bite of the spoon she handed him.Sister Yuan happened to come out of the kitchen with another dessert, and this scene made her brain explode, both "weathering" and "spoofy".

Leni was finally willing to let Mr. Chang go, she withdrew her hand and held her chin expectantly, and asked the two of them, "I plan to go to the cemetery to see Yang Yang's father tomorrow, does any of you have time to accompany me?"

Under the table is a place for smart people to talk. Assistant Dong shrank his legs and smashed his mouth: "I'm going to talk about an artificial intelligence project for the boss tomorrow. Does Teacher Chang have time?"

Chang Zhou got drunk from being bribed by the sugar, and agreed: "I can accompany you."

Leni cast a grateful look, then lowered her head and stirred the bottom of the cup with a teaspoon. After a long while, she sighed in a half-true way: "After all, Yun is the only person I have as my husband in this life, but he has passed away for so many years. He never even came to see him once." The plate in Sister Yuan's hand hit the door frame clangingly, and Miss Flanders snickered while shaking her eyelashes.

At night, when Mr. Yu received a message from Leni, he felt uneasy - I haven't taken him to see his father yet.

After a while, I received a reply: C'estdanslesvieuxpotsqu'onfaitlesmeilleuressoups. (Ginger is still old and spicy.)

Yu Yang was provoked, and was about to retaliate, but unwillingly deleted, and typed in English: I can't understand French.

After not receiving a response for several minutes, Yu Yang suspected that he had hurt her heart, hesitated to admit his mistake, and asked again: Baby, I will spend the whole day with your future partner tomorrow, do you have anything to tell me? ?

Yu Yang has a kind of arrogance like inviting parents to participate in a competition awards ceremony in elementary school: No need, I have confidence in him, it is impossible for you not to like him.

Mr. Yu Yun was buried by the Zhegu Lake. There were few tourists in the early morning, and the first fog appeared in the park. The shadows of the sky trees on the lake surface were faint. Although they were still soaked in greenery, the autumn air had already sneaked in with the fog. In the water, wrap the top layer of tip.Lei Ni took Mr. Chang's arm and walked slowly, Xu Xu said: "Yun died of illness in the United States, and Yu Liu wanted to transport his body back to the family grave in Kuaiji for burial. But the situation had just stabilized at that time, and the body could be buried It was not easy to transport him back to China. The Yu family reached a compromise with the authorities and buried him in Zhegu Lake in this city."

Chang Zhou thought of Yu Yang once talking about his father's favorite Que Luyou's "Magpie Bridge Immortal", in which there are two sentences "I'm afraid to sell fish near the city gate, let alone go deep into the world of mortals", slowly said: "This place is also beautiful, It’s just too noisy.” Morning joggers pass them by, and after a few hours, the number of people fishing will gradually increase. In September and October, the small island in the lake will hold an annual chrysanthemum exhibition, and people in the downtown area will take Not out of the quiet corner.

"Yes, I'm afraid he won't like it. Well... I was only 16 when I met him. He was not sick at that time, and it was the best time for a man."

It is best to close her eyes in the confusion of smoke and water. She is no longer afraid that people will see her melancholy when recalling the past. I would have an induced abortion, so he followed me and proposed to me every day, saying that he would take me back to China, to the shore of Taihu Lake—the place where he grew up, where he said there were complicated water systems and continuous reeds, and he would let the boat go If we go down, no one will bother us again."

"You turned him down," he said.

"I turned him down," Renee said. "Because I was so young, I didn't know that he wasn't introducing some hideaway he wanted, but passionately selling the rest of his life."

Chang Zhou was a little taken aback, "This—this is very inconsistent with Mr. Yu Yun's public image."

"Merry and ruthless, isn't it?"

"There is a saying in China, 'Walk among the scattered flowers, but not a single leaf touches your body'."

Renee smiled and said, "I guess it's probably because he can't control his mouth. He doesn't care much about what others think of him, so he always speaks without choice. I'm afraid he doesn't necessarily know whether it's true or false. Got it. But I guess... when he promises, he means it.

"It's funny to say - I'm French, he's Chinese; I sensibly insist on non-marriage, and he romantically promises his life lightly. But when things passed and the social torrent passed, I realized that I was just Trapped in a narrow framework by so-called 'reason', and he was just following his heart."

The cool wind swayed, Chang Zhou fell into deep thought, and the fog was quietly dissipating.

Renee stopped talking and hugged a bouquet of daffodils in her hands.As they got closer to the cemetery, both of them became solemn.

When they arrived at the cemetery, after laying flowers, Leni spoke softly in French in front of the tombstone, while Chang Zhou stood behind her, staring blankly at the photo of the man on the tombstone.He couldn't stop thinking of another person, who made him doubt, fear, hesitant and contradictory, and when his words and smiles appeared in his mind, his heart couldn't stop trembling.In the past, he was good at suppressing all this in the name of reason, but now he found that he didn't even dare to measure that "reason" with real reason.

On the way back, Leni finally couldn't help asking: "Honey, do you have something to say? Why are you so hesitant to speak?"

Chang Zhou glanced at her, then lowered his head to the ground, and said in a low voice, "I thought you would talk to me about Mr. Yu."

Leni was speechless. She noticed that Mr. Chang didn't seem to be as dull as others described, and then said softly: "He needs to talk about matters related to Yangyang, and I can't do it for you. But——he may not be able to do it for you. Let you know—" She smiled, "Did you know he pretended he couldn't speak French for over 30 years?"

"He knows French?" Chang Zhou was shocked, "He never said it, and he didn't write a personal introduction on the Internet."

"When he was young, I didn't stay with him often, so he kept fighting with me. In fact, he secretly learned French since he was a child, but he always pretended not to. Guess how I found out?"

Mr. Chang was even more curious about how he insisted on pretending, but at this moment he asked, "How did you find out?"

"His birthday was Christmas, and one year on Christmas Eve, he got drunk and stood on the side of the road singing 'Christmas Without You' (Noel Sans Toi) all night, crying and howling, and said he was going to 'put this The song is dedicated to my dear father and mother', Dong Shengsheng recorded the video and sent it to me, and I realized that he speaks French so well. I still have the video, and I will send it to you later—”

Chang Zhou chuckled, and Leni pointed out again: "So let me tell you, Yang Yang has a good memory, loves to hold grudges, and is ruthless. Don't let him down easily." Mr. Chang stopped instantly Laughing, looking at her speechlessly.

The author has something to say: when he promises, he means it.