That disobedient Young Palace Master

This is in a room with white furnishings, and the smell of disinfectant can be faintly smelled in the air.

Lying on the white hospital bed, Tang Lu stared blankly at the ceiling. He had an illusion that his chest was tight and he couldn't breathe.

He stretched out his sickly white right hand from under the quilt, and put it on his cheek. It seemed that some liquid flowed through it, and it was wet.However, the face is obviously dry!

So sad!The heart seemed to be seized and entangled in thorns.

Yuga finally took his eyes off the ceiling and looked elsewhere.

Standing beside the bed was a middle-aged man in a suit, with a few silver strands hidden in his black hair.Seeing Tang Lu looking at him, he smiled kindly. It is not difficult to see that this man was also very handsome when he was young.

"Dad..." Tang Lu inexplicably felt that this title was a bit inappropriate.

Dad Tang responded, and then went to open the curtains. A ray of morning sunlight sneaked in for a moment, and slowly shone on Tang Lu on the hospital bed. As his sight suddenly brightened, Tang Lu instinctively closed his eyes. Eye.

When he opened it again, he saw that Papa Tang's eye circles were a bit dark, he must have rushed over to take care of Tang Lu after he was busy with work.

"Didn't you take a break again?" Tang Lu felt distressed. He had been dragging Papa Tang's hind legs since he was a child. Papa Tang would give up the opportunity to move abroad with his company because of the simple reason that he wanted to come to the hospital every day to accompany him. Son with congenital heart disease.

Hearing Tang Lu's question, Father Tang's eyes widened suddenly, and it took a long time to calm down his surprise, "Dad is in good spirits, so don't worry about it." Father Tang mentioned the steamed buns on the table , broke it in half, then removed the trap inside, and handed the skin to Tang Lu.

Tang Lu looked at the steamed buns in his eyes, and was a little dazed. Did he also have a pair of good-looking hands that did this before?

Sitting half leaning on the bed, Tang Lu ate the steamed stuffed bun bit by bit, and then he heard Father Tang say: "Your child is like your mother, and she doesn't like to eat the meat inside the steamed stuffed bun either."

Tang Lu didn’t remember much about Tang’s mother, and Tang’s father rarely mentioned Tang’s mother. Tang Lu’s sudden mention today made Tang Lu a little bit unresponsive, and stared blankly at the person sitting next to the hospital bed.

"There are still three days before her death day. Then I will ask the company for a leave of absence. Let's go and see her."

Tang Lu nodded silently.

Three days later, Yulu was sitting in a wheelchair, and Furui Wubo's eyes calmly looked forward.

Papa Tang was half-kneeling, putting a bouquet of impeccable white roses in front of Mama Tang's tombstone.

Tang Lu didn't feel uncomfortable in his heart, because since he became sensible, his mother has always been just the black and white photo on the cold tombstone.

Father Tang is a nostalgic person. He sat aside and said a lot to the photo that could never answer his words. He always mentioned Tang Lu in his words, saying that he has grown up and is sensible, and that he will consider others. up.

"Mom—" Tang Lu opened his mouth softly.A gust of wind blew past, burying his voice in the sunset, but the person in the photo must be able to hear it.

After sweeping the tomb, Tang Lu returned to the white ward. Due to some special circumstances, he always lived in a single room, so he never saw anyone except Father Tang and the medical staff. up.

In the evening, Tang Lu was sitting on the bed reading a book, and he touched his eyes unconsciously. After rubbing them for a while, he lowered his eyes, his eyes were empty, and even his breathing was suppressed by him.

He feels that he is very strange, his soul, his body, everything makes him feel out of reach.

The surroundings are very quiet, and the quiet is a little scary.

After an unknown amount of time, the door was opened, and Papa Tang entered with a tired face.

Tang Lu spoke first: "I want to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

The listener was stunned, and heard Tang Lu say again: "I'm homesick."

It was only after a while that Papa Tang sighed.

The next day, Dad Tang went to go through the discharge procedures, while Tang Lu was packing up his things in the ward. There were quite a lot of things, and the daily necessities were all complete.The doctor said that it is best for him to stay in the hospital for treatment, so that any emergencies can be controlled.There have been several unexpected situations, and every time he stepped into the gate of hell, and survived tenaciously.

Almost an hour later, Tang Lu had packed his things, but Tang's father hadn't come back yet, so Tang Lu just went looking for him.

He walked in the corridor, but he didn't meet anyone on the way. It seemed that he was the only ward on this floor.

Just wondering that he didn't even see a medical staff, he heard the voices of two nurses chatting at the corner.

One of them said: "It seems that the person on this floor is going to be discharged from the hospital."

"Then we won't be using this floor anymore, okay!" replied the other.

"Yes!"

"I'm happy to think that I don't have to be angry here in the future. I don't know who owes him anything. The man went crazy and smashed everything. Last time I was hit by him on the forehead with a book, and the blood flowed down at that time. You see Look, the scar is still there." The little nurse pointed to her forehead and showed it to another nurse, "If his father hadn't been rich, the devil would be willing to take care of him. Heh... He's been quite peaceful these days, Several times I thought he was possessed by ghosts and gods. But then again, why did he want to leave the hospital, isn't the hospital his home?"

"Maybe... time is running out, I don't want to stay in the cold hospital anymore."

"You mean he's going to—"

"Cough cough cough..." Tang Lu coughed a few times, interrupting their conversation.

Seeing him approaching, the two stood there in embarrassment.

When Tang Lu passed by them, he glanced at them. The two little nurses were sweating nervously. After all, it was their fault to speak ill of people behind their backs, not to mention that Tang Lu was a patient in their hospital.

As he was walking, Tang Lu suddenly turned around and said, "Tongue chewing will turn you into a gossip woman. From now on, remember to be less aggressive and do more. Otherwise, when I die, you will still be just nurses worthy of being angry."

"Also, don't forget, I am your God. Apart from fulfilling my requirements, do you have any value?"

After hearing that, the two little nurses stomped their feet and stared at each other, cursing Tang Lu to die.

Hearing this, Tang Lu just smiled.

Although there were some troubles during the formalities, Yuga was discharged from the hospital.

Their home is a small villa in the countryside away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

Father Tang still went to work. At first, he was a little worried that Tang Lu was alone at home. Put him back where he should be.

Tang Lu's recent state is much better than before. Tang's father frowned when he thought of him being covered with tubes and wearing an oxygen mask, but Tang Lu's appearance of being able to eat and sleep now made Tang's father more worried, because There is a word called "Back to the Light".

Tang Lu didn't care about returning home or not, even if he stayed at home alone, it was much better than staying alone in the ward. At least now he could feel a little warmth, the taste of home.

After a few days, Mama Wang, who cooks for Tanglu, and a cat suddenly appeared in the house...

Therefore, the sound of Wang Ma scolding the cat would be heard from time to time in this villa, and it suddenly became lively.

Tang Lu really wanted to hug the cat because it looked fluffy and warm, but was rejected time and time again by the cat.

A sense of familiarity rose up.

Tang Lu smiled wryly, as if he had never been good at building a good relationship with small animals.

Tang Lu always likes to sit in the living room when he gets home, why not just sit like this.Until one day Father Tang built a fish tank and raised two goldfish for ornamental use, Tang Lu found a little fun, which was watching the goldfish wagging their tails and swimming.

Wang Ma put the food on the table, the food was very light, just like Tang Lu's previous taste.

"This fish is really beautiful. If you raise hundreds of them, it will be very beautiful." Mama Wang stared at the goldfish without blinking, so she said this casually.

"Well, indeed." Tang Lu still stared at the fish, but the corners of his mouth curved into a rare and beautiful arc.

After watching the fish for a while, Tang Lu got up and went to eat, then continued to watch the fish, waited for Dad Tang to come home, and then went to bed.

Did he forget someone important, Tang Lu thought so.

Life is still so ordinary, except for reading and watching fish every day, I can't be more leisurely.

Tang Lu felt more and more depressed and uncomfortable, even a little irritable.

He looked at himself in the mirror, which was blurry.What the hell has he forgotten! ?

I can't remember, I don't remember anything.

No - I have an impression!

The person who made him faint with anger and blood because he fell off the cliff, the pair of hands that gave him the stuffing for the steamed buns, the sharp hands, the cynical hug of a black cat, the weasel gave The body temperature of the chicken New Year's greetings taught him to fish, and the domineering phrase "From now on, I will follow you wherever you go", who the hell is that bastard! ?

"Ah!" Tang Lu picked up the bottle on the sink and smashed it at the mirror. The mirror was not broken, but the fog-like thing on it scattered.A man covered in bruises was reflected in the mirror, and that man was Tang Lu.

There was a wound on his neck, the wound was horribly hideous, and the pain went straight from his neck to his heart, and every pause was like being stabbed by a knife.

From now on, I will follow you wherever you go.

From now on, I will follow you wherever you go.

From now on, I will follow you wherever you go.

……

This sentence kept circulating in his mind like a curse. Tang Lu put his hand on the sink, and the other hand tightly grasped the flesh outside the heart, with such strength that his nails were about to sink in.

"Quan Yi...Quan Yi...Quan Yi..."

Tang Lu raised his hand and slammed it against the mirror, which crackled and shattered.

"……fraud."