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Zhou Yuan lay on the table for a long time before the heat on his face gradually dissipated.He suddenly remembered that the candy given by Zhong Fuchu was still in his hand, and hurriedly opened it to take a look, but the candy had already melted a lot and stuck to the candy paper and could not be removed.

He stared at Candy for a while, then looked around, but there was no one there.

So he tore off the candy wrapper forcefully and licked the candy clean.

Xu Xing passed by and caught a glimpse, his eyebrows were almost knotted.

At this time, in Hannan Hospital, Zhong Fuchu pushed Zhong Muyuan's wheelchair to the open-air balcony in the rest area.

The sunshine is generous, the sky is blue and forgetful, in the children's playground in the corner, the children are playing carefree, the children's voices, the summer wind is blowing, and there are more than a dozen skylarks chirping on the balcony railing, which almost makes people forget Here is the hospital.

On the swing, a boy was pushing another younger boy, and laughter and cheers flew up and down.

"Brother, I want to fly higher!" the smaller boy shouted.

"No, it will fall." The bigger boy pushed even less.

"Fuchu? Fuchu?" Zhong Muyuan yelled several times while sitting in the wheelchair, before Zhong Fuchu came back to his senses, knelt down and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Muyuan patted Zhong Fuchu's hand, and said with a smile: "What's the matter with you kid today? When you came to see me in the morning, you kept being silly, but now you're distracted."

Zhong Fuchu frowned and said in a low voice: "I didn't."

Zhong Muyuan laughed for a while, and he is probably the only old man who can use the word silly to describe Zhong Fuchu. Zhong Fuchu hardly smiled since he was a child, but he only needs to look at it to know whether the child is happy or not. .

The time he remembers most clearly was when Zhong Fuchu returned from a performance the day before the college entrance examination.

It was in the evening, he waited worriedly in front of the door for Zhong Fuchu to come back, he regretted that he promised Zhong Fuchu to perform to make money, and also regretted not letting Zhong Fuchu bring an umbrella before going out.

At that time, the showers had already stopped, but Zhong Fuchu was holding a yellow umbrella of unknown origin, covered with water vapor, walked through the greenery and the sound of frogs in the garden, and returned to Wanzhong's home with a guqin on his back, and called out to him with a smile. Grandpa Sheng is like a phoenix tree in the twilight, dusted by the autumn rain, sober and desolate.

He hadn't seen Zhong Fuchu's relaxed expression for a long time, and he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, after all, the next day was the college entrance examination.

Zhong Muyuan put away his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Fuchu, bring that kid back to play when you have time. Is that the first time you brought someone back to our house? It's really rare."

In recent years, many children in Zhong's family home have grown up, and many of them brought their wives and children back. Only Zhong Fuchu and Ye Lang worried him the most, and they were almost thirty and still not married.

Zhong Fu was startled for a while before he realized who the kid he was talking about was. He slightly lifted the corner of his lips and said, "Okay."

Ever since Zhou Yu'an secretly kissed Zhong Fuchu, no, blatantly, he never had the nerve to "chance encounter" with someone at work, and returned to the state of coming in late and leaving early.

All the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in the world can fade with time, but the emotion of embarrassment will last forever.

And when people recall embarrassing moments, they will always do something to divert attention, such as suddenly stomping their feet, suddenly sighing, or suddenly hitting their head.

After Xu Xing saw Zhou Yu'an beating his head 13 times today, he was worried that he would beat up his remaining IQ, so he slapped him on the forehead and asked:

"When will I pick you up tomorrow and go to the hospital to have the stitches removed?"

Zhou Yu'an came back to his senses in a daze, and only then remembered that he was going to the hospital tomorrow and Thursday to have the stitches removed, so he coughed violently.

"To meet your sweetheart, there's no need to be so excited, right?" Xu Xing sneered, Zhou Yu'an was out of shape these few days, which made his workload soar.

I am nervous!As soon as Zhou Yu'an thought about meeting Zhong Fuchu tomorrow, the water started to boil in his head, and it boiled after a while.

He slipped away before the off-duty time, mainly because he was afraid of bumping into Zhong Fuchu coming home from get off work, looking forward and backward, and sneaking along the way.

In fact, he knew that he was thinking too much. Zhong Fuchu was always late when he got off work, and he would work overtime every now and then.

Sure enough, he didn't meet again, and he took a shower while sighing.

In the past few days, his heart has been up and down, annoyed that he was too impulsive to disrupt the rhythm, worried that Zhong Fuchu would dislike same-sex kisses, and angry that Zhong Fuchu would not take the initiative to contact him.

In the past, he always took the initiative to find Zhong Fuchu and tried every means to create an opportunity to meet him. Now that he didn't take the initiative, the two of them lost contact. He suddenly felt a little wronged.

As for the so-called neighbors, even if the doors are opposite and separated by a wall, as long as they don't run into each other, they are no different from strangers.

Zhou Yu'an sighed after taking a shower, played games with a sigh, and imagined that Zhong Fuchu would find him once in his heart.

"Ding--"

Doorbell rang.

Zhou Yu'an jumped up from the sofa in a jerk and rushed over. He didn't wear slippers, didn't even look through the cat's eyes, and opened the door directly.

"Hello sir, would you like to know about this detergent from our company? Guaranteed to clean up stains..."

"Not interested in!"

Zhou Yu'an slammed the door shut, and immediately called the property to report someone harassing residents to sell products.

"Ding--"

How could he be so persistent, Zhou Yuan angrily opened the door, only to see Zhong Fuchu standing at the door, holding a bottle of detergent in his hand.

Zhou Yu'an froze in place, looked at Zhong Fuchu, then at the detergent, unable to turn his head around, and said in a daze, "Doctor Zhong, do you also sell detergent?"

"..." Zhong Fuchu frowned, and glanced at Zhou Yu'an's bare feet.

"Ah, I'll put on my shoes right away."

Zhou Yu'an rushed into the room and put on his slippers, and when he returned to Zhong Fuchu, he was embarrassed again, with his head down and silent, like a leaf that has been babbling.

"Remember to come to the hospital tomorrow to have the stitches removed." Zhong Fuchu said suddenly.

Zhou Yu'an was stunned for a moment, feeling overjoyed, raised his head and asked, "Did Dr. Zhong come here to remind me of this?"

Zhong Fuchu glanced at the detergent in his hand and said, "Just by the way." After speaking, he took the detergent and returned to his home.

Looking at his back, Zhou Yu'an raised the corner of his mouth, rolled back on the sofa, and called the property manager again.

"I withdrew the report. The detergent seller is a good guy. Tell him to come up and sell me a few more bottles."

Zhou Yuan, who was revived with full blood, called Xu Xing early the next morning:

"Comrade Xiao Xu, don't forget that the driver is on duty today."

There are eight out of ten Xu Xing | Nine have not woken up yet, in the past he would definitely be scolded for being sick, but today he is uncharacteristically active and courteously said: "Comrade Xiao Zhou, I will come to pick him up right away!"

When Zhou Yu'an saw Xu Xing downstairs, his jaw almost dropped from shock.

Wearing a pair of sunglasses, Xu Xing leaned on the coquettish red Porsche with his arms folded, and snapped his fingers at him. All the aunts, uncles, and children who passed by turned their heads and looked sideways.

Zhou Yu'an stood where he was, not daring to approach, covered his eyes with his hand and said, "Comrade Xiao Xu, we are going to the hospital, not to apply for a cowherd shop!"

He had seen Xu Xing dressed up as a male butterfly when he was in college, as if he was about to pollinate everywhere.

Xu Xing dragged Zhou Yu'an into the car, took off his sunglasses and said, "Just remove the thread? How long will it take?"

"I don't know, you take me to a nearby shopping mall first, I want to buy some gifts for Dr. Zhong's grandfather." Zhou Yu'an said.

"Grandpa?" Xu Xing frowned, suddenly suddenly, "Are you talking about the director of the Wanzhong Homeland?"

"Yeah, he broke his leg a few days ago and is still in the hospital."

Xu Xing was thoughtful, and after a while he said: "Then I'll buy some too, and go and see."

Zhou Yu'an wondered: "What does it have to do with you? I have met the old man, and you gave him a gift without seeing him?"

Xu Xing patted Zhou Yu'an on the head, and said: "In the future, you and the surnamed Zhong will be married, he will be your grandfather, and that will be my grandfather, my grandson, let's see what's wrong?"

Zhou Yu'an was shocked by this shameless logic.

The two bought a bunch of expensive gifts in the mall, most of which were various nutritional and health products, filling up the back seat of the car.

After arriving at the hospital, Zhou Yuan left Xu Xing and went straight to the thoracic surgery office, but did not see Zhong Fuchu.

Li Huiting saw his eyes lit up, walked over and said, "Yu'an, long time no see, how are you?"

Zhou Yu'an smiled and exchanged some pleasantries, and couldn't help asking, "Where's Dr. Zhong? I'm here today to remove the stitches."

Li Huiting was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Dr. Zhong is still performing surgery. However, Dr. Zhong usually doesn't do such simple things as removing stitches. Why don't I do it for you? It will be done in 5 minutes."

Zhou Yu'an shook his head again and again, "No, I still want Dr. Zhong to remove it." The serious refusal seemed not to remove the stitches, but to remove the bones.

Li Huiting smiled, thinking that he was embarrassed to let women do it.

Zhou Yuan thought that since Zhong Fuchu was not here, he should go to see Zhong Muyuan first. He called Xu Xing and asked him to bring all the gifts, and then asked Li Huiting about Zhong Muyuan's ward.

Xu Xing rushed there with big bags and small bags, and the two went to Zhong Muyuan's ward as if they were visiting relatives during the Chinese New Year. They happened to meet Ye Lang taking care of him there, looking like a loving father and grandson.

"Hey! Isn't this Fuchu's kid?" Zhong Muyuan waved at Zhou Yu'an and smiled kindly.

Before Zhou Yu'an could say hello, he was blushed by "Fuchu's little friend", and he walked over and respectfully shouted: "Grandpa is good." Then he said "Doctor Ye" to Ye Lang.

He was just about to introduce Xu Xing, who was posted upside down, to the two of them, when Ye Lang looked past him, looked at Xu Xing behind him, and said, "Mr. Xu?"

His eyes wandered between Zhou Yu'an and Xu Xing.

Zhou Yu'an looked at Xu Xing in surprise, and mouthed: "You know each other?"

Xu Xing put down the gift, took off the pair of undersized sunglasses, walked over like a dog and smiled at Ye Lang: "Doctor Ye, we meet again." Then he put his arm on the stunned Zhou Yu'an's shoulder, "He just my friend."

Zhou Yuan, who is just a friend: "..."

Half an hour later, Xu Xing and Zhong Muyuan had gotten along well, from literature to chess, from astronomy to geography, with a grandfather on the left and a grandfather on the right. Zhou Yu'an never knew that Xu Xing was so talkative, which made him look dull.

Ye Lang felt a little helpless, looked at Zhou Yu'an at the side, and said softly, "Are you here to look for Fu Chu? His surgery in the morning should be almost over."

Just as Zhou Yu'an was about to answer, Xu Xing intervened between the two of them, smiling at Ye Lang and saying, "No, I'm here to find you."

He whispered in Zhou Yu'an's ear again: "Why don't you go find someone surnamed Zhong?"

He glared at Xu Xing, bid farewell to Zhong Muyuan and Doctor Ye, and went to the thoracic surgery office, but Li Huiting said that Zhong Fuchu went to Grandpa Lu after the operation.

He still remembers Master Zhong Fuchu's ward, running all the way to Ward No. 15 in the special protection ward without panting, but saw two people who were undercurrent in the corridor outside the ward, one of them was Zhong Fuchu ,another……

"Yu'an? Long time no see, why are you here?"

A man in a shiny silver suit came over, his hair was pulled back meticulously, his expensive and dazzling brooch shook slightly as he moved, the smell of cologne came over his face, compared with him today, Xu Xing became idyllic and fresh.

"Senior Lu Yan..." Zhou Yu'an greeted with difficulty.

Lu Yan put his hands on Zhou Yu'an's shoulders in a natural manner, raised his eyebrows at Zhong Fuchu who was at the side, and said with a smile: "Sorry, Doctor Zhong, I have no choice but to excuse you when I come to see you from elementary school."

Zhou Yu'an felt uncomfortable all over, and wanted to move to the side, but was hugged even tighter by Lu Yan. He looked up, and Zhong Fuchu was staring deeply at his shoulder and the arm on his shoulder.

Subconsciously, he felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly broke away from Lu Yan's arm, ran behind Zhong Fuchu, poked his head out and said, "Senior, I'm sorry, I'm here to see Dr. Zhong, so excuse me."

Standing behind Zhong Fuchu, he didn't see the expression on Zhong Fuchu's face, but Lu Yan did.

Lu Yan narrowed his eyes, then raised the corners of his lips and smiled again: "Yu'an, do you still remember the love letter you gave me in college? I still remember six grammatical mistakes in it, do you want me to point it out to you?" ?”

Zhou Yu'an froze on the spot, his throat was as hot as a fire. He never thought that Lu Yan would casually say such secret old things, which caught him off guard and wished he could transform into a submarine cable and be buried forever.

His heart was tightly clenched by one hand, he looked up at Zhong Fuchu anxiously, only to see him turn and leave silently.

Zhou Yu'an followed anxiously, ignoring Lu Yan who was behind him with an expression of interest.

"Doctor Zhong, Lu Yan was joking. Don't listen to his nonsense. I wrote a love letter to him just for fun, not seriously."

He followed Zhong Fuchu closely, trying to explain clearly, "And I only had contact with him when we were studying in the United States, and we have no contact after returning to China."

Zhong Fuchu ignored him and continued walking.

Zhou Yu'an took a deep breath, suddenly felt that his explanation was a little redundant, would Zhong Fuchu care who he liked?But he still wanted to explain,

"I was young and ignorant at the time. I thought he was good-looking and quite talented. When my mind was not clear for a while, I wrote him a love letter, but I didn't agree to be with him."

The more he explained, the more confused he became, and the explanations were upside down and contradictory, but Zhong Fuchu's expression became more and more ugly, and he didn't bother to give him any attention, as if he was just air.

Zhou Yu'an was very aggrieved, and then suddenly a pang of anger arose in his heart, he ran to Zhong Fuchu in a few steps, stopped him, broke the jar and said:

"Why are you ignoring me? Do you have a problem?"

Zhong Fuchu stopped and stared at him with his head down, a mocking smile flashed in his eyes.

"Zhou Yu'an."

He held his breath, clenched his fingers, and stared at Zhong Fuchu, listening to the final sentence.

"You have poor eyesight."