Two flowers bloom, one dead branch

The memory came to an abrupt end, Jiang Yuchu drank the milk and secretly thought: After meeting Gu Changze, he has never had a smooth life.

He looked at Lu Shijiu on the opposite side and wondered: "I said you don't need to make such an expression if you are a relative. A man doesn't cry easily, understand? Also, this paper seems to be retractable. Let's see if you can." Change it back to yourself."

Lu Jiujiu sniffled: "No, I can't withdraw, don't even think about it. It is impossible to withdraw, and it is impossible to withdraw in this life."

"It's useless for me to keep it, I don't do this direction anymore."

"It's not that the paper is falsified, so it won't be withdrawn!"

Lu Shijiu patted the table.

"An article worth more than [-] cents has a lot of bonuses, waiting for me to transfer it to you immediately."

Jiang Yuchu helped his forehead helplessly: "Then is there anything you want, I can reciprocate it?"

Lu Shijiu's red eyes suddenly lit up, then he lowered his head again, thought for a long time, and said in a nasal voice: "I want to call you brother, I want to ask questions, I want to say a lot, I want to—"

"Okay."

Jiang Yuchu got up to put away the bowl, and when she heard Lu Shijiu yelled in a low voice——

"elder brother."

He paused when he put away the bowl, and then hummed nonchalantly.

Lu Nineteen closed his eyes.

Relatives?

The senior brother will be infinitely tolerant of his relatives, but this rule does not work when it comes to true love. He still can't explain why he got entangled with Gu Changze in the first place, and he can't show his feelings.He needs to change his position in Jiang Yuchu's heart.

He is a junior, and he won't just stop at a junior.

It doesn't just stop at relatives.

Lu Jiujiu's eyes darkened.

hold on……

"elder brother."

"Ah."

"Brother Jiang."

"Ah."

"Brother Yuchu."

"Ah."

"Brother Xiaojiang."

"...Go away, you wash the dishes."

Lu Nineteen rinsed two bowls and came out of the kitchen.

"The sofa is too hard."

Jiang Yuchu had already got under the quilt, and said angrily, "Fart."

"It's really hard."

"I'll let you know that my fist is also hard if you keep ink on it."

Lu Shijiu hugged the pillow and quilt and rubbed it over. He swallowed the phrase "how hard are you?" without daring to say it.

"You let me ask questions and let me talk, I can't just yell in the living room alone."

Jiang Yuchu was quiet for two seconds, then moved aside to make room for half a bed for him.

Lu Shijiu seemed to be in a good mood. As soon as he lay down, he started chattering, describing vividly how he had spent the past three years, how inhumane the hospital was, how difficult it was to write the bidding document, how sick the patients were. difficult.

Jiang Yuchu replied indifferently.

Lu Jiujiu's voice gradually sank, and just when Jiang Yuchu thought he was falling asleep, he heard the other party suddenly say, "...how...how have you lived these three years?"

"Fortunately, he didn't die, so he survived."

Hearing his perfunctory tone, Lu Shijiu took another tentative step forward in his heart.

"Then do you still remember... how you were saved?"

Jiang Yuchu fell silent.

In fact, from the time he heard Gu Changze's words to the time before he started applying for the job in that small hospital, he lost all of this memory, the memory of half a year.

I know something vaguely in my heart, but there is no need to say it.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault that I shouldn't ask."

Jiang Yuchu said indifferently: "I don't remember, if I ask you again, I will show you what PTSD is."

"Master... Brother, have you ever thought about contacting me?"

Someone tapped his arm twice, but Lu Shijiu didn't get an answer. After a while, he heard the other party's voice float over gently, with some comforting taste.

"Sleep, you have to go to work tomorrow."

Jiang Yuchu didn't know the missing memory, but in the existing memory, he knew that he thought about contacting Lu Shijiu occasionally when the night was quiet.

I want to gnash my teeth and scold him why he blocked a knife for himself.

But he wondered if he really died, would the two of them be together smoothly, or would there be a thorn in their hearts?

Years and months have passed.The thorn was there, slowly grinding away.

After thinking about it, his consciousness gradually became dizzy. He didn't know that Lu Shijiu was just quietly staring in his direction, his eyes were unusually bright.

The next morning, when Jiang Yuchu opened his eyes, it was 07:30!

He jumped up from the bed suddenly, then fell back with a splitting headache.

Lu Shijiu came out of the kitchen when he heard the commotion, with an apron around his waist and a shovel in his hand, he hurriedly asked what was wrong.

Jiang Yuchu scrambled to the ground, rushed into the bathroom and began to wash, brushing his teeth while asking inarticulately, "Why didn't you call me!?"

Lu Nineteen was puzzled: "It's only five minutes by car."

Oh, that's right, Jiang Yuchu paused. He no longer works in the small hospital where he had to drive for more than 40 minutes to get to work.

Hey?wait.

"Where did I come from—"

Jiang Yuchu raised her head after washing her face, and the water droplets slid down her elegant neck to her collarbone.

He stared at Lu Nineteen: "You squeezed the subway back to the hospital to pick up the car and drove here and then went upstairs to cook?"

Two breakfasts were brought up, milk and sandwiches.

"I didn't squeeze the subway, so I took a taxi back. Try it, the fried eggs are a bit old, but the bacon and tomatoes are not bad."

Jiang Yuchu had the expression of seeing a ghost.

"elder brother."

"……Say."

"My clothes smell of hot pot."

Knowing that there was time, Jiang Yuchu slowly took a bite of the sandwich and pointed to the bedroom.

"Find it yourself, wash and iron it for me after wearing it."

Lu Shijiu smiled like a weasel who stole a chicken, found a hoodie in the closet, glanced away, and stopped on a dark blue tie.

His heart trembled.

It was given by Lu Jiujiu after Jiang Yuchu successfully secured his graduate studies.

——I wish the seniors a bright future and a promising future.

Didn't throw it away.

He slowly stroked it with his fingers twice before reluctantly leaving.

Unexpectedly, when the clothes were half worn, Jiang Yuchu suddenly came in.

"Why do you find a dress so half-yo-"

A whistle came, and a laughing voice sounded: "The figure is good."

Lu Jiujiu pulled down his clothes, his head poked out of his collar, and when he turned around, he saw Jiang Yuchu leaning against the door, looking at him with a smile.

"Why are you ashamed? Although your brother and I are crooked, I won't attack children."

Lu Nineteen: ...

I wish you would.

While Jiang Yuchu was arranging his tie, buttoning his cuffs, and looking for glasses in the living room, Lu Shijiu quietly emerged from the kitchen, did not dare to meet his eyes, and handed over the glasses as soon as he stretched out his hand come over.

"Brother, why do you dress so formally at work every day?"

Jiang Yuchu put on her glasses and was very satisfied with her black shirt today.

"Statistics show that doctors in formal attire and white coat will be more popular with patients and follow the doctor's orders. The strong collision between the black underlay and the white coat will bring about sensory stimulation. Hey, what are you hiding? Didn't you say it smells good yesterday?" ? Still hiding?"

Lu Shijiu, who was sprayed with perfume, sneezed several times.

"Don't you think it's a pity that you can't show your beauty to the outside world because of a white coat?"

Lu Nineteen: "..."

Yes.

The morning sun fell gently on his body through the gaps in the leaves. Jiang Yuchu looked up at the blue sky, revealing his slender neck. He squinted his eyes, and Lu 19 Yuan's well-defined abdominal muscles, as well as that The scar above, the corners of the mouth slightly raised.

Lu Shijiu drove the car over, and the cool wind came in through the car window, gently blowing everything, including his throbbing heart.

No one noticed that not far away, someone was facing them with a camera.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Jiang Yuchu: Who is the original CP in this article?

Lu Nineteen: Me!

Jiang Yuchu: Are you sure?

Lu Nineteen:? ? ?What nonsense are you talking about? ? ?

Jiang Yuchu: There was no beginning at all, so where is the end?

Lu Nineteen: Hey, you obviously didn't say that last night!Men are big pigs! (as if scolding myself)

Gu Changze: Did you forget me?