Mr. Fu has a white moonlight in his heart

When Fu Tong called.Mei Junyu was fascinated by Fu Tong's voice, he thought a little self-deprecatingly, he didn't know what kind of luck he was, just returned to S City, and the next day met someone he didn't want to meet at all.

Fu Tong directly and forcibly stuffed Mei Junyu into the co-pilot of his sports car.

Knowing that he couldn't break free from Fu Tong, Mei Junyu didn't struggle too much, and sat numbly on the co-pilot.

Fu Tong took out a cigarette a little irritably, put it in his mouth, and then forced the platycodon flower that he had been holding in his hand just now into Mei Junyu's arms: "What the hell are you having a temper with? You disappeared for three years, do you know that I have been looking for you for three years?"

Mei Jun and Wen Yan were a little funny, he glanced at the pure white platycodon flower in his arms, then at Fu Tong who was sitting beside him, staring at him: "Who are you to me? What do I do?"

Fu Tong paused when he heard the words, frowned and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Mei Junyu directly: "Oh, no, I am your toy, so now you think other toys are not as fun as me, so you come back to play with me I hid the game you found?"

Hearing this, Fu Tong picked up the cigarette and crumpled it up a little irritably: "What are you talking about?"

Mei Junyu looked at Fu Tong's impatient eyes, and chuckled lightly: "It doesn't matter what I'm talking about, the important thing is, Fu Tong, since you think I'm just for fun, now you have a beautiful wife , your beautiful wife and beautiful family don't like me, why did you come to me?"

Fu Tong was a little at a loss for words, and at the same time he was a little confused. Normally, based on his previous attitude towards the little guy, the little guy shouldn't have this attitude towards him. Could it be that the little guy has heard something?

Fu Tong pursed his lips, lowered his tone on purpose, and looked pitiful: "What are you talking about? My father asked me to return to China to get engaged. I have been busy with the engagement. I didn't intend to see you, but you You can't just disappear for three years, Xiao Yu, I've been worried about you for the past three years."

If Mei Junyu hadn't heard Fu Tong's hurtful words with his own ears, maybe his heart had softened at this time, but Mei Junyu smiled ironically at this time, raised the platycodon flower in his hand and threw it in Fu Tong's face Up: "Fu Tong, don't treat everyone as a fool."

After speaking, he opened the car door directly, and then slammed the door shut with a loud bang as if venting his anger.

And behind Mei Jun and Leaving, Fu Tong looked at the bouquet of platycodon flowers, a storm suddenly brewed in his eyes, anger and an unknown emotion rose up, Fu Tong's eyes that seemed to have some tenderness changed Dark and sharp.

Mei Jun walked forward with his head lowered as if fleeing for his life. At this time, he no longer had the aura of throwing flowers on Fu Tong's face just now. His slightly trembling hands and red eyes all showed this He was not at peace.

Mei Junyu didn't stop until he came to a distance where Mei Junyu felt safe. He leaned against the wall and bent over to breathe heavily. Mei Junyu even felt that if he stayed with Fu Tong just a second longer, he would will suffocate.

As long as he saw Fu Tong, he could always think of those stupid days.

She thought she was being treated with tenderness, but she was secretly ridiculed for being stupid.

Mei Junhe leaned against the wall and slowly squatted down, burying his face in his arms. He still can't figure out why there are people in this world who take pleasure in fooling others.

In particular, he regards those tenderness as light.

A light that illuminates all dark pasts.

The only, gentle light.

And followed by betrayal, deceit, and endless hell.

Mei Junyu recalled the escape that year, and he wanted to laugh, to laugh at his own cowardice.

But the betrayal of a loved one, how painful it is, how can anyone cherish him?

Mei Junyu bit a piece of flesh on his arm forcefully, and forcibly suppressed the sobs that almost overflowed from his mouth.

Why cry?

Nobody cried with pity, but it was all a joke.

Mei Junyu didn't let go until he tasted a faint smell of blood in his mouth, and stood up slowly while leaning on the wall again.

He can no longer be confined to the past, and he comes back to find the courage and past that he lost.

And among these, there is no mother, no Fu Tong.

Only him.

There can only be him alone.

Even if you grit your teeth and walk on.

After returning home, Mei Junyu filled himself with a tank of water, and then took a hot bath happily, suppressing all the mixed emotions in his heart.

Before going to bed, Mei Junhe hesitated for a long time staring at the sleeping pills on the bedside table, finally took out a sleeping pill, and swallowed it with hot water.

He doesn't want those nightmares.

Even if he needs to rely on external objects, he no longer wants those humble nightmares.

Until Mei Jun and Shen Shen fell asleep, his mind was full of these years.

And Fu Tong, who was thrown by Mei Jun and platycodon, was sitting in the driver's seat, his eyes were deep, and the anger in his eyes was almost about to turn into reality.

Fu Tong's chest heaved violently, he hadn't been this angry for a long time.

But at the same time, Fu Tong was still deeply puzzled about what happened to make Mei Junhe so wary of him.

It took a long time before Fu Tong calmed down. After all, he couldn't help himself. He lowered his head and lit a cigarette for himself. After taking two puffs, he threw the half-burned cigarette out of the window, and it was thrown out of the window together with the cigarette butt. And that bouquet of bellflowers.

Fu Tong started the car and left the spot. The car ran over the platycodon flowers, and the originally pure and fragrant bouquet was no longer in shape.

Just like those past times, it was riddled with holes, and it was no longer the pure appearance of youth.

Fu Tong went home first, took a shower and changed his clothes before arriving at the hospital where Mei Junqi was staying.

But unexpectedly, Mei Junqi could still smell the smoke on Fu Tong's body.

When Fu Tong first came in, Mei Junqi was sitting on the bed reading a book, and when he noticed Fu Tong coming in, Mei Junqi raised his head and smiled at Fu Tong.

Fu Tong was in a daze for a moment.

After all, Mei Jun and He Mei Junqi have half the same blood in their bodies, and the feeling of the two of them laughing is strangely similar.

Fu Tong pursed his lips and walked over, sat down on the bench beside the bed, and took the book out of Mei Junqi's hand: "What are you reading?"

The book is "To Live" by Yu Hua, a book known as the best angle to explore death. Fu Tong paused, and his voice unconsciously tinged with anger: "How do you read this kind of book? Who bought this for you?" planting books?"

Mei Junqi sighed helplessly, the three years of illness had made Mei Junqi haggard a lot, and his whole body was too thin, he said softly, "A Tong, don't be so nervous, I just want to see, it's nothing."

But this kind of words obviously couldn't appease Fu Tong. Fu Tong clutched the book tightly, even the veins on his hands popped up, he pressed his lips tightly and did not speak. Mei Junqi was a little helpless, and the ward fell into silence for a while .