After marrying evil, I can't leave

Zhou Wu doesn't like Song Shu, but things will always change, like now.

During lunch, I went to the balcony to eat bento, Wu Yao was taken away to read the manuscript, and Zhou Wu was left alone.

The lunch box was spread out, and there was seaweed egg soup in the thermos, which was still warm.

Meals that have just been twirled in the microwave give off a delicious aroma.

Neatly stacked basmati rice is put aside, green bamboo shoots, braised octopus, fried winter melon with dried shrimps.

Simple side dishes are what Zhou Wu likes to eat. The hot mist is steaming, and Zhou Wu warms up with the lunch box in his palm.

The balcony of this building is not completely open-air. There is a layer of glass separating the outside and the inside. Smoking is allowed outside, and the inside is the lounge. Suddenly, a figure sat down beside Zhou Wu.

Zhou Wu thought it was a colleague in the stage, but he caught a glimpse of the other's feet without shoes.

"Ah, I also want to eat the food made by the general." Zhou Wu raised his head when the voice came, and saw Song Shu smiling at him, showing a small canine tooth.

Zhou Wu stared at him, and silently moved the rice in his hand aside.

"Chi, stingy." Song Shu said.

Zhou Wu whispered: "This is for me, if you want to eat, go get it yourself."

There is a little pride that cannot be concealed in the brow.

Song Shu suddenly smiled: "Tsk tsk tsk, you have changed a lot."

Zhou Wu looked at him, he didn't know Song Shu very well, right?

Song Shu said to himself: "I remember when I first met you, you were a bit shy and seldom talked. Now it's not very good, and you still refute my words."

Zhou Wu felt that he had refuted Song Shu's words before, but he was afraid of Bailiqi and ghosts, so of course he was worried.

But Song Shu was right, he had indeed undergone some changes, but he couldn't tell what the changes were.

Zhou Wu: "How did you come into our stage?"

Song Shu put his index finger to his mouth: "Shh, keep your voice down, or other people will think you are weird."

Zhou Wu immediately understood what it meant. Song Shu should not be able to see it now. He turned his head to talk to him, just like talking to the air.

He glanced around, but fortunately no one noticed him. He breathed a sigh of relief, opened the lunch box, took a spoonful and put it in his mouth, then slowly and softly said, "What are you doing in our station? A day trip?"

Song Shu: "Come to say hello to you, after all we've known each other for a long time."

Zhou Wu felt a little weird, "Have you known each other for a long time?"

Song Shu continued: "Don't you provide food here?"

Zhou Wu shook his head: "I have to buy it myself, there are food supplements, but the rice brought by myself is more delicious."

The inside and the outside are all in the show, Song Shu has already begun to immunize, looked up at the sky outside where snowflakes started to fall again, and sighed: "At that time, it was also a heavy snow day."

"What?" Zhou Wu didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing, just a little nostalgic." Song Shu said.

Zhou Wu ate slowly and relaxed. His hostility towards Song Shu came very strangely, but it disappeared quickly.

After chatting for a few words, the hostility melted away, like snowflakes falling from outside, melting instantly the moment they reached the ground.

"Have you married a wife before?" Zhou Wu was suddenly curious.

"No, I've been a bachelor all my life, and I thought that a girl fell in love with me suddenly, and it turned out to be a scam," Song Shu said with a dark smile, "Do you think I tried to scare them?"

"Anyway, just don't scare me." Zhou Wu shrugged, "Did you look like this before?"

"Well," Song Shu nodded, "No, I was more handsome before."

He closed his eyes, as if everything was in front of him.

Zhou Wu tilted his head and thought: "Bailiqi can't remember the past, so I can't recall the past with you?"

"The general can't remember, the only thing he remembers is you."

Zhou Wu blinked: "I've always wanted to ask, what does it have to do with me...?"

Song Shu said: "This kind of thing, you wait for him to remember and ask him."

With such an answer again, Zhou Wu got used to it, and turned to ask: "Then the painting you sent last time is also authentic, is it painted by Baili?"

Song Shu was a little annoyed: "I'm up there, didn't you notice? Tsk, I'm obviously in there, none of you noticed."

When Zhou Wu found the painting, Song Shu approached him, pointed to the horse that was about to disappear in the painting, pointed to the man on the horse and said, "Look, brother, am I handsome?"

Zhou Wu: ...It's not bad if you can see that you are a human being.

"Well, handsome," Zhou Wu coaxed him perfunctorily.

Wu Yao, who escaped from the editorial department, finally went up to the balcony with his Mala Tang in hand. He saw Zhou Wu muttering to himself from a distance, a little strangely: "Zhou Wu, what's wrong with you?"

It only took Wu Yao a week to digest the fact that his little brother is gay and is already having a sour love affair.

Seeing Wu Yao approaching, Song Shu stood up: "It's getting late, I'll go first."

Zhou Wu asked casually, "Where are you going?"

Song Shu stretched his waist: "Recently I fell in love with skiing. The artificial ski resort is not fun. I am going to go to the real snow mountain. I don't have much time, and I will see it later."

Zhou Wu: ...

I hope that there will be no news of snow monsters appearing on the snow mountain.

Song Shu slowly turned transparent and disappeared from Zhou Wu's sight. Wu Yao, who came from the elevator entrance, suddenly folded his arms and shivered: "It's so cold, is the door open?"

Wu Yao sat next to Zhou Wu and began to complain about those people in the editorial department, "I must have slipped the tongue with Editor-in-Chief Wei this morning, saying that you have a partner."

A piece of hairtail that Zhou Wu had just picked up fell off, "What did you just say?"

Wu Yao paused, and quickly covered his mouth: "I didn't say anything."

"You said I have a date?"

Wu Yao: ...Damn my mouth.

He immediately gestured to swear to the sky, and said softly: "I just told him that you have a date, not a man."

Zhou Wu: ...

Wu Yao: ...

Zhou Wu's ears turned red: "You found out the day you went to my house?"

Wu Yao sat down and admitted his mistake very well: "I didn't mean to hear it, your house is not soundproof, you two should restrain yourself from now on..."

Zhou Wu:! ! !

Seeing Zhou Wu's face flushed, Wu Yao felt that he had said something wrong, and lowered his head in frustration: "Well, just pretend that I didn't say anything..."

The two looked at each other silently, and sat at the long table to have lunch.

After a long time, Zhou Wu said, "Are you right...uh... I'm looking for a boyfriend..."

Wu Yao immediately said: "I have no objection, I am a good young man in the new era who is walking in the trend, but I was a little shocked, and I didn't recover for a while."

"Then that's why you've been avoiding me for the past few days?" Zhou Wu asked.

Wu Yao: "There is one thing, I need time to accept it."

Zhou Wu picked up the rice with chopsticks: "Actually, I don't know, but all of a sudden... bent..."

Wu Yao patted him on the shoulder: "I understand you. After all, your boyfriend is so handsome, whoever looks at him is curvy. I won't tell others. When Editor Wei asks you, just say you have a girlfriend. After all, we There are still many old men in the unit.”

Zhou Wu became shy when he heard the word boyfriend.

Back in the studio, Ding Cheng and Hu Yu were chatting. Ding Cheng looked at Zhou Wu's complexion and felt that his complexion had improved recently.

"The national player I introduced is not bad, you have to go there often, you look much better."

Only then did Zhou Wu remember that the last time he took a shower after pulling out the cupping pot, it was probably in vain. He was a little embarrassed: "I'm going to go there today and prescribe some soup and medicine."

The symptoms of cold hands and feet did not improve. Although the air conditioner was turned on, when I woke up in the morning, my limbs were still cold, not to mention there was an icicle beside me.

Every time he holds each other's cold hand, he eagerly wants to turn into a small stove to melt the ice.

Make a fist and be sure to heal quickly.

Having said that, Zhou Wu, who got off work, and Bailiqi, who had been waiting by the subway for a long time, got on the bus to the Chinese Medicine Museum together.

Zhou Wu experienced another set of massage and cupping. The difference is that this time Zhou Wu was massaged and cupped by his elder brother under Bailiqi's sight.

Although Bailiqi frowned, he didn't lose his temper.

After finishing all this, the old Chinese doctor prescribed a medicinal soup for Zhou Wu, and glanced at Bailiqi: "In your situation, you must drink this medicinal soup."

Zhou Wu lowered his head and pretended not to hear, Bailiqi nodded seriously and asked many detailed things.

On the way home, Baili stopped by a bookstore, and the two of them went to the supermarket to buy ingredients.

When he got home, Bailiqi started to boil the medicine.

Most of the traditional Chinese medicines are very bitter, and the medicine soup prescribed to Zhou Wu is not particularly bitter.

But when it entered the mouth, there was a very strange taste, a smell of earth, and Zhou Wu almost vomited the first sip.

"No, no, it's too bad to drink, forget it."

The room was filled with the aroma of traditional Chinese medicine. He thought it should be acceptable, but he swallowed it, and the base of his throat and tongue vomited reflexively.

nausea.

I vomited a few times, and the corners of my eyes were filled with physiological tears, as if I had been bullied.

Bailiqi sat beside him, holding a medicine bowl, as if he was thinking about something, he sat down, took some water, and diluted the soup: "Try again?"

Zhou Wu looked away, hesitating, seeing Bailiqi was so careful to dilute it for him, he still picked up the bowl.

The tip of the tongue stuck out, and lightly tapped on the diluted soup.

fine?

Zhou Wu carefully tilted the edge of the bowl, and after taking a sip, his face turned into a steamed bun.

"This taste is too bad!"

In fact, Zhou Wu drank traditional Chinese medicine, and the medicine he drank was bitter, and he could bear it, but for some reason, the soup this time also had a taste that he couldn't stand.

"I really don't drink anymore," Zhou Wu swallowed the half mouthful desperately, shaking all over, he really couldn't accept the taste at all.

Seeing his painful appearance, Bailiqi took a sip himself and showed a frowning expression. Zhou Wu saw it and whispered: "Yes, yes, it's really uncommonly bad."

"Indeed," Bailiqi said.

Zhou Wu was relieved, Bailiqi probably wouldn't force him to drink the medicine.

In the end, Bailiqi turned around and went to get honey and pour it into the soup medicine, then found the snacks in the cabinet, and made a plate of candied fruit.

"The doctor said you can put honey."

Zhou Wu pursed his mouth, full of resistance,

The taste of this soup was beyond his imagination.

"I've already pulled out the cupping pot, so I don't need to drink it..." Zhou Wu shrank his neck.

Bailiqi snapped Zhou Wu's chin over: "Be obedient."

A deep voice came in along the pinna, Zhou Wu was shocked, a little timid, and took another sip.

hiss---

The honey is mixed with the smell of medicine, which is even more strange!

With the stench in the mouth, coupled with the hint of sweetness, Zhou Wu even felt like he was savoring his past life.

He once felt that he would spend his life in the gray forever, but at a certain moment he got the light.

The clear water diluted the pain, and there was a little sweetness in the chaotic liquid, which made him, who had only tasted bitterness before, very greedy.

Zhou Wu felt that he could no longer be so delicate. He pinched his nose, took a big gulp, and swallowed the cloudy liquid medicine, restraining the urge to vomit.

The soup finally got into his throat. After drinking a bowl, he covered his mouth to prevent vomiting, and tears covered his eyes.

Suddenly, something touched the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Wu smelled milk on the tip of his nose, opened his eyes wide, and a candy was stuffed between his fingers.

Baili Qi was opening his index finger and stuffing the candy into his jaw.

The tip of Zhou Wu's tongue pushed back subconsciously.

"It's nougat." Bailiqi said.

Zhou Wu quickly opened his mouth obediently and ate the candy, and the bitterness was dispelled.

Take a bite of the nougat with your teeth closed, and your mouth is full of milky fragrance.

Zhou Wu felt better after eating four in a row, but Bailiqi frowned, pinched his mouth open, and checked his cavities.

There is a disharmony in the neat and white teeth. There is a black hole in the big tooth, which is not too big, but it has begun to decay.

Bailiqi: "I have to make up."

Zhou Wu felt guilty, he was most afraid of dentists, he quickly pecked the back of Baili's hand: "Is there fruit in the kitchen?"

"Dragon fruit," he said.

"I'll bring it." He ran into the kitchen rattling.

Opening the refrigerator, there was a plate of dragon fruit that Bailiqi had just cut.

I have finished taking the medicine, I can eat dragon fruit and watch dramas together with Bailiqi.

He took out the dragon fruit and looked for a toothpick on the operating table,

Suddenly, he heard a rush of footsteps coming from the next door.

Before Zhou Wu could react, he heard a chaotic sound of shouting and crying.

Then, there are words like "quickly hit 120", "wife", and "mother".

what happened?

Zhou Wu wanted to go out to have a look, but just as he reached the entrance, there was a clanging sound outside the corridor, making him stop.

He was already familiar with this voice, and when he got close to the door, there was a conversation outside.

"Has the time come yet, and the hostess of this house hasn't died yet?"

"Not yet, I just dialed 120, maybe wait a while."

"It makes me uncomfortable to come here."

"Me too, I always feel that I will be scared."

"I heard that the boss saw him a few days ago."

"Head cow!!"

A few minutes later, Zhou Wu heard the whistle of 120.

When Zhou Wu walked out the door, he saw the medical staff from 120 carrying a stretcher up, and the neighbor aunt who had come to deliver buns to him once was carried out.

Zhou Wu grabbed a peer who stayed at home and asked eagerly, "What's wrong with Auntie?"

"Slipped, slipped, the bathroom was so slippery, I hit my head," she cried, covering her face, "I should have bought a non-slip mat long ago..."

Zhou Wu heard the tinkling sound again, and the two dark figures at the end of the corridor stood still.

Soon, the sound of wailing came from downstairs.

I heard someone say: "It's impossible", "Rescue is ineffective", "It's hopeless".

The peers around Zhou Wu fell to the ground in an instant, crying like rain.

Although Zhou Wu was not very familiar with them, and he didn't move around much usually, but at this moment, he also felt sad, his nose was sore, and he couldn't help crying.

The neighbor aunt who was still alive a few days ago chatted with him about cosplay, gave away buns, and cared about his safety.

People just disappeared.

Zhou Wu heard, "Let's go, hook the soul away, and finish the job."

"What to eat today..."

"Think for yourself."

The sound of chains was accompanied by the sound of dialogue, and the black figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Looking at the disappearing figure, Zhou Wu felt a strong uneasiness in his heart for some reason.

It turns out, is it really bad luck?

He was just guessing.

There was a commotion in the next room, and Zhou Wu couldn't intervene, so he comforted him for a while and went back to the room.

Bailiqi was sitting on the sofa, holding a book and reading it, tilting his head to watch Zhou Wu come in, without much emotion in his eyes,

It seems that life that comes and goes has no other value in his eyes, only the reflection of a person in his eyes.

"Want some hot milk?" Bailiqi stood up and wiped away Zhou Wu's tears with his hand.

Zhou Wu sniffed and nodded: "I want to drink."

When he got up, Zhou Wu saw the book on his lap, and glanced at it———"Acupoint Acupuncture and Cupping Elementary Teaching"

Bailiqi turned to get the milk, Zhou Wu looked at the book, and suddenly his tear glands collapsed.

This ghost is really good.

Zhou Wu suddenly grabbed the hem of Bailiqi's clothes, his eyes were red, and he hooked his hair with his fingertips.

Bailiqi looked back at him: "Huh?"

Zhou Wu said: "Bailiqi, I, I want to make out with you."