Detailed report on your death

The whole night was like a war, absurd and bizarre.

A peaceful life is like a pot of hot oil suddenly filled with a lump of minced meat...

It turns out that calm is just an appearance.

Qin Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, remembering that Guan Yuli seemed to be hungry all the time.

who cares!Just treat it as a stomach clearer.

The person on the bed turned over, and Qin Zheng, who was lying flat, quickly closed his eyes.

After being quiet for a while, Guan Yuli started acting like a demon again: "Hey! Hey!"

Qin Zheng didn't want to talk about it, and silently told himself to be patient, and he must not suddenly become violent, take advantage of his illness to kill him, and then drag him to lie on the railway tracks...

"Hello!"

"Hello!"

Two overlapping calls, the more urgent the call.

"Say!" Qin Zheng still closed his eyes and buried the fire in his stomach.

"How many degrees is this?" Guan Yuli asked in a puzzled voice.

Qin Zheng opened his eyes, and the thermometer was poked in front of his eyes, "You are still a father, so you can't read the thermometer?"

He took it and looked at the light, "38 points 4 degrees, not bad."

"Okay?" Guan Yuli raised his voice to express his doubts, "But I'm dizzy, my bones hurt, and my stomach hurts. Don't you need a cold towel if you have a fever?"

"Let's talk about it when the temperature reaches 40 degrees." Qin Zheng turned over, out of sight, and lazily said, "If you keep making noise, get out, it's raining and snowing outside, and the temperature will naturally cool down."

Guan Yuli smiled silently, and then searched for topics, but the slight snoring came faster than the topics that could be talked about.

Qin Zheng rested his head on his arm and fell asleep peacefully.

The back lying on his side, wrapped in the quilt, looked like a worm. The warm yellow and bright light illuminated the line of half of his side face, and thin fluff could be seen on the contours of his ears, scratching the softest part of Guan Yuli's heart, full of pain.

He took three cold showers and wanted to have a fever, but his dog-like resistance was against him, and who would have expected that it would rain and sleet today?In a fatal accident, the car was sent to the car repair shop where Li Bo studied.If the landlord and his wife hadn't been so nosy, they might have been lying under the electric pole until tomorrow and directly covered with a white cloth.

Guan Yuli cocked his mouth to laugh, this time he really didn't play a hooligan, he was obviously going to leave after delivering the New Year's goods, but the sky wants to keep customers, what can he do, tsk.

He lay on his side on the edge of the bed, his face bent down.

The big worm on the ground looked soft, just like his heart, it couldn't be hard on anyone.

It's a kind of luck to like Li Bo. If it's someone who holds a grudge or is a bit hard-hearted, it's impossible for him to have a chance to take advantage of his unbearable heart and re-warm his cold heart.

The cold wind and rain outside the window, the warmth inside the house.

Two people facing the same direction fell asleep with their own dreams on their pillows.

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Qin Zheng didn't sleep well, and was quarreled by Guan Yuli's wailing all night. Before dawn, he measured his fever once, but he didn't see it go above 39 degrees.

The pampered playboy lives to the age of 80 and doesn't know what patience is.

"pain……"

After washing his face, Qin Zheng came in to hang up the towel, and heard the man on the bed humming again.

"Oh." He said, "I'm going to cook the porridge."

"Bone hurts..."

"Bone broth porridge?" Qin Zheng put cream on his face, "No, only white porridge."

Guan Yuli turned over, put his backhand on his forehead, and moaned, "I feel bad, I want to vomit."

"Spit it out." Qin Zheng said, "Spit it out and swallow it, it saves a meal."

"vomit--"

Qin Zheng slammed the door.

It was dawn, and the room was not much brighter than night because of insufficient lighting.The basement without the lights turned on is cold and damp, with traces of moss on the corners, and the old lime dust sprinkled in the corners to drive away moisture can be vaguely seen.

Guan Yuli blinked his sore eyes. He might not be able to yell "drink enough water with love" like the boy in the second stage of middle school. As long as he is with the one he loves, he can enjoy the joy of eating chaff and swallowing vegetables.

He only slept on the plank bed for one night, and his whole body was sore, and the low, humid air tortured his old lungs all the time.

There is no separate toilet here, and there is no central heating. It takes at least an hour of mental training to go to the toilet in the cold weather.

There is no privacy at all when you brush your teeth and wash your face, and share your morning secrets with half-cooked people you know and don't know.

The children on the upper floor basically rely on jumping to walk, each step keeps their feet on the ground, and the strength of one person makes the whole building shake.

He only lived for one day, two years?Unbelievable.

You can simmer the quilt in winter, and it will always warm up slowly. What about summer?He breathes freely in the 24-hour constant temperature, and he is used to it naturally so he does not feel it is a luxury.Those who sleep in the basement sleep in a low-pressure sauna room all the time.

This is what he, together with his family and friends, made Li Bo suffer.

The white porridge cooked by Qin Zheng added scallops to enhance the taste, and he didn't prepare anything for the New Year. It was the New Year's goods brought by Guan Yuli...

——I can't wait to chew that tiger whip raw for him!

"Just add some crab claws." Guan Yuli smacked his lips.

Qin Zheng almost choked into his lungs after taking a mouthful of porridge. He thought Guan Yuli would say that adding some shredded ginger would be fine, because he didn't put ginger on purpose.

"How will you go?" Qin Zheng put down the empty bowl and wiped his mouth to see off the passengers, "I'll call a taxi for you, or if you book a plane ticket, I'll take you to the airport?"

"It was very difficult to book air tickets years ago." Guan Yuli said, "Don't worry about it, my people will arrive in the afternoon."

That is to say, he still has to take care of his lunch! ?

Guan Yuli took anti-inflammatory drugs and anti-fever drugs, and soon fell asleep hugging the quilt. The room was much quieter, which saved the embarrassment of having nothing to say face to face.

The room was too dark, so Qin Zheng dragged the heater to the corner to turn it on, sat on the metal bucket and flipped through his cell phone, looked for some auto repair and beauty forums, and read the technical notes posted by the old driver.

This is how Chinese New Year is, busy people are busy to death, and idle people are idle to death.There are many relatives, many employees, and big family businesses. Which one is not the annual party and family gathering during the Chinese New Year?

The eyes shifted from the phone to Guan Yuli's face, is he bankrupt or bankrupt?So free?

He has been with Guan Yuli for seven years, and he has never met during the annual vacation. Even if it is the company's annual meeting, it is only hosted by the senior executives of the entertainment company, and the big boss will never show up.

Tomorrow's New Year's Eve, Qin Zheng doesn't believe that Guan Yuli can be the shopkeeper. Even if the Guan Group has various directors to take care of it, what about the Guan family's New Year's Eve dinner?

No reason. From yesterday to today, not a single phone call was traced.

Qin Zheng got up quietly, and took off Guan Yuli's cashmere coat from the clothesline. There was a heavy purse on the right, and the phone was inside.

He had already touched the phone, put it back, and put the coat back on the clothesline.

No matter how close a person is, they can't check each other's mobile phones for no reason, let alone him and Guan Yuli.

Besides, what is his purpose in wanting to find out?Want to be sure of what?What does Guan Yuli's unthinkable things have to do with him?

forget about it!

He rubbed his eyes and turned his attention to his phone.

The real estate agent called before the annual holiday and said that people came to see the house on the first day it was listed. After that, many people were interested in the house one after another. One of them paid the intention fee and we will discuss it in detail in the new year.

His real estate is about to change hands. Even if this house is replaced by "Li Bo", he may never dare to think about it in his life, but he has earned it hard.

A house, a home, this is the dream that every traditional Chinese person pursues all his life.

Guan Yuli slept until two o'clock in the afternoon, and did not dare to open his eyes when he woke up.

"Are you awake?" Qin Zheng asked.

When a person with a fever is sleeping, the breathing sound is very heavy, and he cannot hear it himself, but others can tell whether he is awake or not.

"Hmm..." He quickly entered the fine-scoring mode, "...it's uncomfortable, even breathing hurts."

With a cold hand on his forehead, Guan Yuli's whole body was crisp, and a heart-warming smile unconsciously rose from his mouth, his expression overflowing infinitely.

"Breathing pain?" Qin Zheng said seriously: "It may be pneumonia, no, I have to go to the hospital!"

Guan Yuli: "..."

"No, no, no!" Guan Yuli said anxiously, "I won't go to the small hospital to see a doctor!"

Qin Zheng stood beside the bed, in the warm backlight of the heater, his eyes were so cold that they could freeze.

Guan Yuli swallowed, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll make a call, give me the phone."

Qin Zheng put away his coat and threw it on the bed, Guan Yuli took out his phone from his purse and turned it on.

Qin Zheng: "..."

The connection tone continues to sound in a quiet room until it is automatically interrupted.

Guan Yuli glanced at Qin Zheng from the corner of his eye, and the other party stood motionless in front of him, like an invigilator catching a small note.

Selling abductees does not bring a routine to the end. Hey, his bobo has successfully grown from "one muscle" to "two ends".

He opened WeChat with a wry smile, and sent a voice message to the assistant who was repeatedly prohibited from calling and answering the phone: "Answer the phone!"

Called again, the other side picked up, and there was a burst of car horns: "Mr. Guan, the ticket for tonight has been booked. I will try to arrive two hours early. There is a traffic jam on the highway..."

"Okay, okay, I understand." Guan Yuli hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

Qin Zheng returned to the corner and sat down. He no longer wanted to ask Guan Yuli's assistant why he didn't come by plane, why he booked an evening ticket instead of afternoon, why he came to deliver New Year's goods, why he stayed here, why why...

The two of them didn't speak any more, the atmosphere in the room became thick, and the chaotic and lively movement upstairs formed a sharp contrast with this place.

Qin Zheng sat on the iron bucket with his head down, letting his eyes go blank, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing the small ball made Guan Yuli's heart ache.

"How did you celebrate New Years before?" he asked.

Qin Zheng didn't want to chat with him at first, maybe he wanted to break the silence, he said: "Let's live like that, eat New Year's dinner at [-], and visit relatives on the first day of the new year."

Eating New Year's dinner and visiting relatives is his childhood when his parents are still alive and his family is happy.

He didn't continue to ask "what's next", those later must be a wound.

"When I was young, I really liked Chinese New Year." Guan Yuli leaned on the pillow and tilted his head, "You don't have to go to school, and you can hang out with relatives and children. We used to play a kind of firecrackers called 'Spring Thunder'. Put it into a soda bottle, the sound is like exploding the earth!"

Qin Zheng's curiosity was shamefully turned up. Boys like to play with firecrackers. He has done such stupid things before, but he didn't expect children from rich families to be so wild.

"Look!" Guan Yuli parted his forehead, pointed at the hairline on his forehead, "glass shards got stuck in it, I went to get stitches on the first day of the new year, shaved half of the green skin, and was beaten up by my elder brother."

Qin Zheng couldn't help laughing, he opened his mouth and immediately put it back.

Fenghuo played with the princes, and only smiled for Boqing.Guan Yuli thought flatteredly, if he could make Bobo laugh every day, he would be a fool who was criticized by everyone, and he would recognize it.

"Were you beaten when you were young?" Guan Yuli cleverly changed the subject.

"I'm rarely beaten." Qin Zheng said, "I'm more obedient than Li Tao, and he gets beaten more often. It's my mother chasing after him with a broom."

Guan Yuli smiled, and then found that the smile in Qin Zheng's eyes contained a certain sense of loss.

In a family that is not rich, the youngest child is always favored more, being chased and beaten by his mother, and a few words can vividly describe the undivided relationship between mother and child.

"My parents don't beat me either." Guan Yuli looked at him, "Do you know why?"

Qin Zheng shook his head.

"My father is a poet who was delayed by his family business, and my mother was influenced by family education, and her concept was still stuck in the previous dynasty. One of them wanted the child to continue his dream, and the other followed her husband and son, so they never fought. I."

Qin Zheng thought to himself, this one in front of him is the result of improper seedlings and failure to support them, the product of crooked melons and jujubes.

"But it won't work if you don't fight, so my dad came up with a good way to hand over the right of 'bring a filial son under the stick' to the adopted son of the Guan family. To be so good."

Qin Zheng withdrew the hand that slapped him twice when he wanted to pick off the sole of his shoe.

But no, in recent years, the e-commerce industry has been in power, and the Guan family has not only survived under his hands, but has also flourished. It can be seen that he is a material for doing business. Leaving aside his private life, he is indeed outstanding.

"Are you going to use your father's method to educate your son?"

When he asked these words, Qin Zheng realized that he was talking too much.

Forgive him for not being able to agree with Guan Yuli's way of educating children, such a cute child who has learned a lot from his father's hooliganism. If he continues like this, his outlook on life will be crooked.

"How do you think we should be educated?" Guan Yuli said enthusiastically, "I always thought that I couldn't give him a complete family. I'm sorry for the child. You can see that this kid is a genius, right? You said, he is blah blah blah..."

He said that his eyebrows would fly up when he was a child. Looking at Guan Yuli like this, Qin Zheng suddenly couldn't remember what he was like before.

No matter how hateful a person is, he will be influenced by the child's innocence. This is probably the heart of parents in the world.

Before you know it, the sun is setting, and the winter night always comes very early.

The two of them didn't eat at noon, and they started beating drums in their stomachs at four o'clock in the afternoon, one after another like frogs, one after another, and the other was high-pitched.

Qin Zheng looked at the time. The landlord and his wife had agreed with him early in the morning to go upstairs for dinner. Guan Yuli brought a large stack of "supplements", except for a handful of scallops for cooking porridge, the rest were given to him. landlord.

"Put on your clothes." Qin Zheng heard footsteps coming from the stairs, "Go to the landlord's house for dinner."

Sure enough, the next moment, the landlady shouted outside the door: "Is Xiao Li there? Come up to dinner with your brother, hurry up! Waiting for you!"

Qin Zheng responded, and Guan Yuli directly put on a coat over his pajamas, and put on Qin Zheng's cotton slippers, not talking about his appearance, he has never been hungry since he grew up.

As soon as the door of the landlord's house was opened, a strong New Year's atmosphere rushed in. The ceiling lamp in the living room was warm and harmonious. The folding square table for eating, the pork ribs and lotus root soup hot pot has been set up, and it is bubbling and steaming.

"Come and sit directly!" The landlord raised his voice loudly, as if the higher the voice, the more enthusiastic he was. "Brother Li, are you not as old as me?"

Ordinary people don't pay much attention to their speech. If you change your mind, you won't be happy. I'm not as old as you?Look where I am not as old as you?

Qin Zheng took a look at Guan Yuli, but the other party did as the Romans did, and as soon as he entered the house, he had sex with the landlord Ni.

"Brother, you can just call me Xiaoguan. I will be [-] in September this year, and the child will be two years old."

"Then I'm older than you, hahaha!" The landlord seemed to have picked up a big deal, patted Guan Yuli on the shoulder and pushed him onto the stool, "Sit! You are a family when you enter the house, so don't be polite!"

With the strength of his wrist twisting the wrench all the year round, Guan Yuli's flower branches trembled wildly while Qin Zheng stood aside silently.

The landlord talked a lot, Guan Yuli's eyes were straightened when he saw the pot of soup. It was the landlady who came out with the dishes and told her man to shut up, "Take off the lid of the pot! The dishes are not here to watch! Scoop up the soup and drink it yourself. Pad your stomach first and then eat vegetables."

The pork ribs and lotus root soup is sweet and delicious, and the soup is milky white - with a touch of lotus root powder. Once the lid is lifted, the room is full of the unique fragrance of Jiangnan water town.

Qin Zheng likes to drink soup, and after drinking a bowl, he raises his chopsticks to eat vegetables. Guan Yuli eats both lotus root and soup.

The sense of honor in his hometown made the eldest brother of the landlord very excited. He went back to the room and took out a bottle of wine, "You haven't drunk our local grain bar, it's authentic!"

Guan Yuli took the wine bottle and unscrewed the lid to smell it. Qin Zheng stretched out his dissuading hand halfway, and then retracted it. Guan Yuli's small movements did not escape Guan Yuli's eyes. He glanced across the table. Collided, and then staggered in an instant.

Time seemed to have stood still for a moment, and the landlord's rough voice was buzzing in my ears, and after being automatically filtered by the hearing of removing the dross, it was so gentle that it seemed to squeeze out a spring water.

"Drink, drink, drink, drink!" the landlady scolded, "I can't kill you! Brother Li has a fever! Give him a drink!"

The landlord's typical wife is strict, so he quickly collected the wine and said to Guan Yuli, "Let's have a drink next time when you are better, Xiao Li, would you like some?"

Qin Zheng waved his hand and said, "I don't know how to drink."

The landlord sighed boredly, filled a glass by himself, pointed to a glass wine jar on the refrigerator, and said, "Tiger penis wine, when it's ready, we brothers will share the first jar, Xiaoguan, the price of this old tiger penis Same bezoar, why don’t you know what to buy, you don’t even want it.”

Guan Yuli spat out with a puff.

"Cough, cough, cough!" He wiped the soup on his nose, turned his head to look at Qin Zheng inexplicably, my God!

He asked the old nanny of the Guan family to prepare some nourishing and healthy things, and the old nanny asked him whether to give it to a man or a woman, from an adult to a child...

The box has a low-key and luxurious velvet surface, and I really don't know what's hidden inside until I open it.

Potholes!

Qin Zheng's cell phone rang at this moment, Guan Yuli immediately smelled something wrong like a dog's nose, he caught a glimpse of Qin Zheng glanced at the incoming call, and inadvertently glanced at himself when he stood up to answer the call.

He stood by the window and talked to the other side, but he couldn't hear clearly intermittently.

"...I'm eating, um, at the landlord's house...you're back in your country? Don't say that...I'm fine...uh..." After an obvious meal, the voice dropped.

The other party is a poacher in progress, about the age of the sunset, rich but not as rich as him, wanting to chase someone but not showing sincerity, tsk!

No money, no power, no status, no heart, no heart, no heart.

All in all, it is a three-no product that thinks life is too comfortable and needs to be killed!

"...Happy New Year, bye."

Qin Zheng hung up the phone and walked over, "It's already eight o'clock."

Guan Yuli raised his chin and stared at him blankly.

I know I have to leave today, but I am 1 reluctant. The fleeting time is like a gear tied with a rope, pulling away the joy round and round.