Two flowers bloom, one dead branch

Lu Shijiu found out that the senior brother always looks like he can't arouse his interest in doing anything recently.

Oh, except at work.

For example, right now, he is curled up in a chair, his hanging hair swaying gently with the wind blowing in from the window, half of his face is hidden in the black turtleneck sweater, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

When Lu Jiujiu called him, he saw that the other party raised his head, the confusion in his eyes hadn't subsided, but he quickly entered the state within half a second, and became serious. The moment of confusion just now seemed like an illusion.

"How many beds?"

Lu Shijiu sighed: "...No, I want to ask how long you plan to live in Keli after you have ended your vacation early and won't return home?"

Jiang Yuchu let out a groan, and returned to his laziness. He shook the mouse to reveal the desktop, and then said flatly, "The sewer is blocked and the light is broken. I'm too lazy to do it."

He picked up the new metal round glasses on the table and put them on, and said casually: "Your clothes are made of good material."

The keyboard was crackling, and Lu Shijiu didn't raise his head, "That's right, I'm not like someone who puts good looks first when buying clothes, I just want to be comfortable."

Someone from Jiang chuckled, did not reply, and went to check the ward.

When the people left, Lu Jiujiu's typing on the keyboard slowly stopped, leaning on the back of the chair, staring at the direction of the door thoughtfully.

Brother has not been home for more than a week.

He famously said: "I will be the most valuable when my ability to see a doctor and perform a bronchoscopy cannot be replaced by others."

Lu Jiujiu believed his nonsense at first, and was taken aback by Jiang Yuchu's zeal to plunge into work without even eating, but he faintly sensed something was wrong.

Except for the maniac like a wild dog at work, the rest of the time he looked like he was out of energy, he didn't go home, he lived in the department every day, and even borrowed a thicker sweater from Lu Shijiu after cooling down The reason is that home is too far away to go back, and there are too many clothes in the mall to choose.

If Lu Jiujiu asked too many questions, Jiang Yuchu would keep silent, not even sending someone away.

He didn't explain it, but he didn't bother to hide it either.

There was the sound of crackling keyboards in the room, and Lu Jiujiu turned his attention to the medical records on the computer again, and said casually: "Brother, it's okay if you don't bother to go back to live in my place, anyway, the two houses just need an extra pair of chopsticks. "

Jiang, who had just entered, paused.

Where do you live?

His thoughts suddenly flew out uncontrollably.

That day, Lu Shijiu asked Jiang Yuchu to make dumplings. Although Jiang Yuchu said that he was only in charge of "making dumplings", in fact he was the main one except for making noodles. Lu Shijiu seemed to be a kid who was used to it by his family. I can't do anything, I can eat No.1, a good pot of stuffing is almost turned into pickles by his shaking hands.

This dead boy is still very stubborn, yelling that he can do anything except pasta.

Jiang Yuchu said nonsense: "Oh, what a coincidence, your brother and I only know how to eat pasta, and from now on we two will just live together as bachelors... What are you laughing at, what are you packing, dead rat? Lab rat They look better than that."

Lu Shijiu jumped over the wall in a hurry, and wiped his face with a masked hand, who knew that he overturned the water after washing the vegetables, and Lu Gou got wet and successfully got wet.

I don't know who made a burp first, and then actually hiccupped. This time was terrible, as if the two of them were suddenly poked into the laughing hole.

Laughter is inherently contagious.

Jiang Yuchu couldn't breathe from laughing, the dumpling stuffing on the dough in the palm of his hand was shaking all the time, and it all fell on the cutting board, so he simply threw the skin into the stuffing bowl and let go completely.

So the two people in the house hahaha for several minutes without stopping.

When Lu Shijiu could barely stand up, with tears of laughter still hanging from the corners of his eyes, he simply took off his wet shirt and rolled it into a ball, and threw it to the balcony with a swish. People actually started laughing again. When Jiang Yuchu regained his strength, not only did his stomach hurt from laughing, but he also felt that he was really stupid just now.

"Hey bro, wait a minute," Lu Jiujiu paused as he was going to the bedroom to change clothes, turned around and pointed at Jiang Yuchu, and couldn't help laughing again, "Your face is full of... oh, don't wipe it off. More, stop and let me show you."

Jiang Yuchu held the dumpling skin obediently and stopped moving. Lu Shijiu moved closer and didn't blow it. After waiting for two or three seconds, he said slowly, "Brother, your eyelashes are so long."

Jiang Yuchu stared at him, "I have more than just eyelashes."

As soon as he said this, he saw that the smile in Lu Shijiu's eyes was about to overflow, and he was still shining like a thief, and he suddenly became serious, "Speak well and don't drive, the wheels are pressing on my face. "

Lu Nineteen hummed twice, turned around and entered the bedroom, his shoulders visibly shaking.

The dead child blindly drove the high-speed rail at a young age.

The interaction between the two was photographed, and the misplaced movements were converted into a photo and sent to Gu Changze. Everything that happened after that was frozen like a movie, and an inexplicable sense of irony surged up.

The handle of the butterfly/butterfly/knife was handed to him, and Gu Changze pointed to his chest without saying a word.

He took the knife and stared at it silently for half a minute.

Below the midclavicular line on the left side, at the intersection of the fifth intercostal space.

1 cm inside.

He slowly moved his gaze away and spit out a rolling word. The moment Gu Changze turned around, his body reacted faster than his brain, and the gleaming knife mercilessly pierced into the opponent's shoulder blade.

Yin Hongxue twisted his body and slowly crawled down Gu Changze's back.

Jiang Yuchu suddenly remembered that the anatomy teacher told a "glorious deed" of a senior. The senior's boyfriend cheated on her and dragged Xinhuan to show off in front of her every day. The two quarreled in the cafeteria. The senior stabbed the boy 20 times with a knife. There were multiple knives, and the knives avoided the vitals. In the end, the boy was only sentenced to minor injuries.

Amidst the hurt expression on the other side's face, he slowly broke into a smile, which was so bright that he didn't know who's eyes were dazzled.

It's cheap for you.

But now, seeing Lu Shijiuqiang's calm expression, he suddenly rolled his eyes and said meaningfully, "Okay."

The spirit also became excited.

The evening sky was a deep blue, with a few big clouds floating lazily. Jiang Yuchu opened the car window a little, and his hair was blown flying, but he just leaned against the car window nonchalantly, squinting at After looking in the rearview mirror for a long while, he turned his head and said something to Lu Shijiu, and the car stopped at the entrance of a certain alley.

The alley was full of twists and turns, and the two separated at a corner.

Jiang Yuchu leaned against the wall expressionlessly, took off his glasses and put them in his pocket, at the same time he took out a box of chewing gum from it.

five.

He casually took out a piece and chewed it, tapping his fingers lightly on his leg.

Four.

Leaning his head against the back wall, he was so cold that he was shivering, obviously the temperature in the air was not so cold.

three.

He pinched the center of his eyebrows and sighed softly, as if he was a little troubled.

two.

The chewing gum gets bigger and bigger, and it becomes a bubble.

One.

The bubble pops with a slight bang.

Accompanied by that, there was a figure of him jumping out and rushing towards a person.