Sri Lanka is like a rainbow

Fang Zhiyuan's wishful thinking came to nothing, so Cheng Yu just stayed here. Just like he said, he hired a tutor to come to the ward to teach every day. I don't know if it is efficient or not, but Cheng Yu is happy every day.

Cheng Yu would not stay in his ward all the time, he would chat with Fang Zhiyuan when he was not busy, and as the chances of contact increased, the two became more and more familiar, and Fang Zhiyuan's heart became more and more restless.

what to do?Unable to let go and let go, Fang Zhiyuan looked at the vast night outside the window. The lights on the street were extinguished in the early morning, and the people who finished the night life also returned to their homes. Now he is like a person drifting on the sea in the middle of the night. I can see the light of the lighthouse, but I can't find the right direction, as if any direction is the way out, but neither is the way back.

Fang Zhiyuan emptied his mind, all the pictures about Cheng Yu flashed in his mind, Cheng Yu was lying quietly on the bed, Cheng Yu was covered in cold sweat, and Cheng Yu called him Doctor Fang with a smile, Cheng Yu refused to leave the hospital , Cheng Yu acted like a baby and said that he could not bear you...

Fang Zhiyuan clenched his fist slowly, Cheng Yu, since you have taken this step, whether it was intentional or not, I will fix you.

That night, Fang Zhiyuan fell asleep listening to Liang Jingru's courage.

Finally made the decision

I don't care what others say

As long as you are also sure

I am willing to go with you to the ends of the earth

……

The next day, although Fang Zhiyuan had dark circles under his eyes, he was in good spirits. Doctors and nurses greeted him along the way and asked him if he had any happy events, but he just smiled and didn't answer.

When he came to Cheng Yu's ward, Cheng Yu was sitting on the bed fiddling with paintbrushes, and there were a series of art supplies such as drawing boards and paper beside him.

Cheng Yu never said that he could draw, and Fang Zhiyuan knew it for the first time, so he asked in surprise, "You can also draw?"

Cheng Yu replied with a little pride, "Of course, from elementary school to adulthood."

"Then how do you draw?"

"I won't say how good I am at painting. It's like bragging. Let me tell you this. I will rely on this to make a living in the future. Do you understand?"

Fang Zhiyuan nodded, "Well, I see, that means you are a special student now?"

"That's right, hey, what kind of eyes are you looking at? Don't be contemptuous of culture again." Cheng Yu was a little furious.

Fang Zhiyuan was a little confused, "What kind of cultural contempt?"

"You don't even know?" Cheng Yu looked at Fang Zhiyuan in surprise, and after getting an affirmative answer, he whispered "Turtle", and quickly explained before Fang Zhiyuan exploded: "Cultural contempt is: those who study science look down on those who study engineering Those who study engineering look down on those who study liberal arts, those who study liberal arts look down on those who study art, and those who study art look down on those who study sports.”

Fang Zhiyuan suddenly realized, and patted Cheng Yu's head, "Although I am at the top of the chain of contempt, I didn't laugh at you. After all, there are people who study sports under you!"

"Cut, who cares?" Cheng Yu threw Fang Zhiyuan's hand away, "I'm at the bottom of the chain of cultural contempt, and I can beat them up on other chains of contempt, okay, Idon't care. (I don't care)"

"Is there any other chain of contempt?"

"There are so many more, the chain of contempt for watching dramas, the chain of contempt for travel, the chain of contempt for games...there are too many." Cheng Yu sat up straight, stretched his arms and patted Fang Zhiyuan's shoulder as if in revenge, with a regretful expression on his face. Said: "Doctor Fang, look at young people's things when you have time, you can't keep up with the times."

Fang Zhiyuan's face darkened instantly, he was very angry, but he still had to keep smiling.

Fang Zhiyuan made a secret note in his heart, then swallowed his breath forcefully, looking for something to say, "How long have you been learning to draw?"

Cheng Yu didn't know that he already had a "crime", so he replied casually, "I don't remember, maybe I can start learning with a pen."

"It seems that you like drawing very much?"

"No, it's just that painting makes me feel awesome."

Fang Zhiyuan's eyebrows twitched, he really didn't want to ask why anymore, but he still wanted to know, so let's go back and find Du Niang, Fang Zhiyuan swallowed the doubt in his heart secretly.

Cheng Yu asked suspiciously, "Dr. Fang, why don't you ask?"

Fang Zhiyuan borrowed the donkey from the slope, "Why?"

Cheng Yu breathed a sigh of relief, "I said you shouldn't know, people of your age will definitely not understand my thoughts."

Cheng Yu smiled cheerfully, obviously happy to succeed in a prank.

Fang Zhiyuan was so angry that he almost spat out old blood, and he still wanted to maintain his image of a gentle and elegant gentleman. In fact, there were countless names of Cheng Yu written in the small notebook in his heart, and he would always have to pay it back when he came out to hang out.

In the not-too-distant future, Cheng Yu also paid a heavy price for his momentary arrogance, and then repeatedly taught and committed crimes.

After trying to understand this point, Fang Zhiyuan finally calmed down a bit, "I really don't understand, so why do you think painting is awesome?"

When Fang Zhiyuan said this, he felt like a human trafficker who lured children.

"Painting is not a bull, but a bull."

Cheng Yu corrected it solemnly, and then continued to explain, "Painting is a process of creation. Every time I draw a picture, I feel that I have created a world. At that time, I feel that I am the great creator who gives life to everything. I can make them cry or laugh, I can make the world bright or full of sadness, in the world I created, the moon can be blue, the sun can be square,... everything in this world is controlled by I call the shots. Others can only say that this is the inspiration of a teenager. If you don’t like it, you can only look at it, especially when the teacher said every time in Chinese class: "Napoleon and Helen Keller are the two most outstanding people in the [-]th century. Napoleon tried to conquer the world with force, but he failed; Helen Keller conquered the world with a pen, and she succeeded." When I heard this sentence, I would think, Helen Keller just conquered the world with a pen, but I created with a pen world, then I am better than Helen Keller."

"..."

After Fang Zhiyuan listened silently, he decided to go back and think about yesterday's decision again. He might have taken a fancy to a fool...

Fang Zhiyuan left silently, while Cheng Yu was still happy. It's not that he didn't see Fang Zhiyuan's unlovable expression when he was about to leave, but he felt that this Fang Zhiyuan was very cute, and he was no longer the usual restrained and cold uncle.

In fact, Fang Zhiyuan's age of less than 17 is definitely not an uncle, but compared with Cheng Yu's [-]-year-old rainy season, it is indeed a bit worse. In addition, Fang Zhiyuan always deliberately held himself in front of Cheng Yu before, making him appear It was a little cold, Cheng Yu didn't know Fang Zhiyuan's inner struggle for more than half a month, he just felt that after being teased by him today, Dr. Fang got a lot closer, it seems that Dr. Fang still likes to be lively and cute.

This also led to the fact that even if Cheng Yu knew the cause and effect, he still couldn't get rid of the habit of teasing Fang Zhiyuan. Fang Zhiyuan couldn't laugh or cry every time, so he had a reason to "punish" him.

Cheng Yu thought he had mastered the "secret", and hummed happily.

what kind of mood what age

what kind of joy what kind of cry

The rainy season at the age of 17

we have common expectations

also hugged tightly

The rainy season at the age of 17

Memories of childhood

But found that growth has slowly approached

……

Cheng Yu himself was happy enough, lying on the bed waiting for the tutor to come over, and lying on the bed, he didn't know where his thoughts went, since when did he want to see Dr. Fang more and more, it seems to be after the phone call incident , that was the first time someone told his mother to spend more time with him, told his mother that he was actually very fragile, and this person had put up with his bad temper before, although he may have done it out of a doctor's duty, and Dr. Fang didn't seem to like him that much either. He had seen him before. Dr. Fang would smile gently at other patients, but he seldom smiled at him and spent very little time with him. In fact, it was the first day he Then his waywardness made Dr. Fang angry. He never apologized to others, and he didn’t know how to get Dr. Fang’s forgiveness. He could only try to make Dr. Fang laugh when he came. If Dr. Fang laughed a lot, he would feel He's funny, so you'll love him too!

In fact, he doesn't ask much, he doesn't expect Dr. Fang to like him like he likes him, he just hopes that Dr. Fang likes himself like other patients, or a little more, he is not greedy, really just a little more Enough.