little uncle

The moment the colorful towel was thrown on Zhou Hongyuan, Zhou Hongyuan trembled suddenly, opened his scarlet eyes, looked around, and then raised his head in a trance, and saw Cheng Yu's gentle and delicate face , hurriedly rubbed his eyes, rolled up the towel unnaturally, and hugged him in his arms, he wanted to call uncle, his vocal cords vibrated slightly, but it was like sandpaper rubbing, bringing a slow but heavy pain, his voice was hoarse Heavy, "Uncle..."

Cheng Yu froze for a moment, he frowned, turned his face away from looking at Zhou Hongyuan, he had to clear his throat to say the unfeeling words, "Go as soon as you wake up, don't block people's eyes here."

Cheng Yu's tone fell on Zhou Hongyuan's heart lightly, but it was like knives after knives and long arrows one after another. Zhou Hongyuan bowed for a while as if he couldn't bear it, and then leaned against the wall. Relying on it, he lowered his head deeply.He sniffed, his eyes were dizzy with water vapor, and a thousand words were stuck in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.It was he who did the wrong thing, he was the one who left first, and he was the one who tried to make up for everything with money. His soul was despicable and shameless, but he was still trying to forgive.

Zhou Hongyuan opened his mouth, as if he was about to speak, but he coughed in a hurry. The sound was like a dilapidated truck, and the sound came up from the trachea, as if he wanted to cough out his heart and lungs.Cheng Yu subconsciously took two steps to Zhou Hongyuan's side, his serious expression loosened for an instant, he bit his lip, and then sighed deeply, "Go back, go back to your own home."

Zhou Hongyuan raised his head and stared straight into Cheng Yu's eyes. How could he have a home?He has no home at all.That absurd and cold place in Zhouzhen has never been his hometown, and neither Beijing nor New York has the warm lamps that light him up. City J used to be his home, and this warm and simple three-bedroom house used to be his warmest and softest shell. He once really owned a home that belonged to him, but he left it behind cruelly and treated it as penniless.

Cheng Yu was so scared by him, he looked away unnaturally, but for a moment, he finally couldn't bear it, his eyes hurriedly swept across Zhou Hongyuan's face, only to see two abnormal red clouds, Cheng Yu's brows frowned, and his heart was ruthless , and added a sentence, "We are not all the same way, each has its own way of life, and each has its own choice."

The tears in Zhou Hongyuan's eyes almost overflowed his eye sockets, but he was held back. He supported his eye sockets, not daring to relax in the slightest.Seeing this, Cheng Yu just frowned, turned around and went back to the house.

Cheng Yu has always been kind and soft-hearted, and he was anxious all morning. He looked out through the cat's eyes several times, and saw Zhou Hongyuan sitting motionless outside the door. Even the aunt at the opposite door went out several times and asked him what he had been doing all these years?Do you know that his uncle has been looking for him for a long time.

Zhou Hongyuan looked at the sultry face of the aunt opposite, and thought with a wry smile, how long is ten years?It's been so long that the charm of the middle-aged mistress disappears, and it's been so long that the babbling children turn into little adults with their schoolbags on their backs.

Cheng Yu knew that he was caught in the rain last night, and stayed outside the door all night and morning without eating or drinking, fearing that he would fall ill and be left alone to take care of him. .He no longer wants to have any entanglements and entanglements with Zhou Hongyuan, even if Zhou Hongyuan only has the simplest guilt for himself at this time, and he has no more half-hearted thoughts.Cheng Yu lived a clean life all his life, and never took advantage of others. Even if Zhou Hongyuan was rich and powerful at this time, he was unwilling to "rebuild the old relationship" with the child he raised with his own hands.Although he is just a poor scholar, he also has his own persistence and pride, not pretending to be lofty, but gentle and upright.

Cheng Yu was entangled in his heart, and all the past was entangled in his heart. Just when he was having a hard time making a choice, there was a sharp cry from the lady opposite the door, "What's the matter with you? Why did you fall here?" Cheng Yu "Boom "Stand up with a bang, and the next second, I heard the aunt slamming on the door, "Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng, it's not a good idea for this child to sit here all the time. Come out and take a look, he fainted !"

Cheng Yu opened the door and saw Zhou Hongyuan lying in front of his house, still holding the towel blanket he had thrown in his arms.

Cheng Yu's nose was sore, he squatted down, and a cold hand stroked Zhou Hongyuan's forehead, the scorching body temperature made him almost want to bounce off, a burst of sourness surged from his heart, he bit his lip, and pushed Zhou Hongyuan a few times , Shouting in the mouth, "Wake up, go into the house and rest..."

Zhou Hongyuan's eyeballs rolled a few times, but he couldn't make the effort to open them. Cheng Yu put some force on his arms to lift him up, and then dragged him home.

Cheng Yu worked and studied at his desk all year round, and his shoulders and waist were the root of the disease. If he didn't pay attention, he would be sore. Yu felt sore back and back pain. He squinted his eyes and rested for a moment. Looking at Zhou Hongyuan's flushed face, his heart sank, and he carried Zhou Hongyuan onto the sofa with all his strength.

Cheng Yu took off Zhou Hongyuan's shoes and wet clothes, leaving only a pair of trousers and a headband around his body. Then he took out the quilt from the bedroom, tucked in the corners of the quilt, and wrapped him up well.He poured a glass of water and purposely filtered it several times, and only woke up Zhou Hongyuan when the water was neither hot nor cold enough to drink.Cheng Yu held a glass of water in one hand and two pills in the other, and said warmly, "Come, drink water and take medicine."

Maybe Zhou Hongyuan was confused, or maybe the time was too kind at this moment, and the person in front of him was too gentle, so he couldn't tell what night it was.His face was flushed and his hair was disheveled. He nodded while taking the medicine and the water glass, with an untimely obedience.After Zhou Hongyuan had taken the medicine and drank the water, Cheng Yu was relieved, and when he was about to stand up, Zhou Hongyuan grabbed him with one hand.

Cheng Yu wanted to shake it off, but Zhou Hongyuan's hand was as hot as blazing iron, which made Cheng Yu's heart soften for a moment. He turned his head, looked at the fragile and helpless man on the sofa, and said, "I'll cook, have you eaten?" Meal, let's go quickly. It doesn't matter if you go back to Beijing or sleep in a hotel, in short, don't pester me."

Zhou Hongyuan smiled wryly twice, and called him "uncle".

In the past, Hongyuan would always call Cheng Yu "Uncle" every week when he was afraid and uneasy when he was sleeping. Watching you." Every bit of the past is vivid, but this scene has become a dry specimen in time, only for people to admire and enjoy.

Hearing Zhou Hongyuan calling him, Cheng Yu's figure swayed for a while, but he didn't stay any longer. After a while, the sound of washing and cutting vegetables came from the kitchen.

Before losing consciousness, the last thought in Zhou Hongyuan's mind was, how long, how long has it been since Cheng Yu cooked for him?How long has it been since you had a bite of home-cooked food?

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