doting shipwreck

Until he got home, Yu Sheng didn't lift his drooping head. If it wasn't for Jiang Hai holding him and protecting him at the front, he might have dropped a few shits along the way.

After entering the room, Jiang Hai led Yu Sheng to the desk, patted his head and told him to sit down obediently, don't think too much, and seeing Yu Sheng nodding dully, Jiang Hai felt relieved a little.

Seeing Yu Sheng's pale lips again, Jiang Hai, who realized that he hadn't eaten until now, asked softly, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

"I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat." Yu Sheng in the seat just shook his head, without looking up at Jiang Hai.

It is a lie to say that you are not hungry, but it is true that you don’t want to eat. Even though your stomach is constantly sending "hunger signals" to your brain, the aftermath is nothing like the excitement of the past.

Yu Sheng was able to ignore the signals that kept knocking on his brain, and Jiang Hai could also hear the screams coming from his stomach.

In order to let Yu Sheng eat well and not starve him to death, Jiang Hai squatted down beside the desk, and stretched out his hand to pinch Yu Sheng's cheek: "Hey, eat as much as you want, I'll help you heat up the porridge right now." okay?"

Seeing Jiang Hai squatting down, Yu Sheng wanted to lower his head even more, not wanting Jiang Hai to see the tears he had held back all the way, but when Jiang Hai's hand touched his cheek, the tears still fell down .

I'm going to be laughed at by this old monster again...

At some point, Yu Sheng started to care about his own image in Jiang Hai's eyes. Even though his heart is aching now, such thoughts still appeared in his mind.

But this time Jiang Hai didn't tease him like before, but just gently wiped away his tears with his thumb.

After wiping away his tears, Jiang Hai withdrew his hand and said, "How about something to eat?"

"Hmm..." Looking at the tears on Jiang Hai's fingertips, Yu Sheng suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Now he is like a half-grown child, who even needs to be coaxed to eat.

Capturing the wavering in Yu Sheng's eyes, Jiang Hai immediately stood up: "Wait a minute, I'll help you warm up."

Before he could say anything else, he twisted the breakfast on the table and headed towards the microwave.

Listening to the sound of the microwave oven starting up behind him, Yu Sheng who was sitting in front of the desk hangs his head and wrings his fingers. Now he doesn't even dare to touch his mobile phone, because he knows that the news about Zhao Qingmo will definitely be overwhelming on the social network.And no matter what the news said, in the end he couldn't help but think of those bruises on Zhao Qingmo's body, and think of his father who was violent to him when he was a child.What's more, the comments on the Internet are like sharp knives, cutting away the only beauty left in the world one by one.

When Yu Sheng raised his head again, a hot breakfast was already placed in front of him.

A few strands of hot air floated on the white porridge, and when inhaled into the nostrils, a strong mushroom smell spread out.

Yu Sheng couldn't help but want to complain about himself, he was clearly a sad person, but he felt that the food in front of him was delicious, he was really a "foodie".

All his thoughts were spent complaining, and Yu Sheng forgot to blow on the hot porridge before taking it in. As a result, he was scalded by the boiling porridge water.

And when he called out, Jiang Hai, who was packing the bags, also put down his work.

When Jiang Hai walked up to Yu Sheng, Yu Sheng was fanning the corners of his mouth that had been burned red with his hands.

"You, don't you know how to blow it before eating?"

As he spoke, he hooked Yu Sheng's chin with one hand, pulled out a piece of toilet paper with the other, and carefully wiped away the remaining porridge at the corners of Yu Sheng's mouth.

After being scalded, Yu Shengyuan felt embarrassed, and was taken aback by Jiang Hai's subsequent actions. He turned away his blushing face and argued, "That's because I'm too hungry!"

"Oh? I remember you just said that you are not hungry." While speaking, Jiang Hai cleaned up the porridge that had been spilled on the table.

"I……"

Unable to beat Jiang Hai, Yu Sheng could only honestly lower his head and drink the porridge.

Although he carefully blew every mouthful afterwards, the small blisters at the corner of his mouth "educated" him well in the next few days.

Yu Sheng originally thought that after drinking that bowl of porridge, he would be able to forget all the unhappiness, but it was not Mengpo soup after all, and the enthusiasm about Zhao Qingmo's death was also unusually long-lasting.

Whether it's Zhao Qingmo's manager's deadpan press conference, the autopsy report hastily released by the police, or the quarrel between his few remaining fans and the "criminators" waving the banner of law, everything An inseparable mist surrounds Yu Sheng.

Not to mention the Xunjiang Film City where he worked. Not long after Zhao Qingmo passed away, Yu Sheng felt that as long as he stepped into the film city, everyone around him except Jiang Hai would be talking about Zhao Qing Mo's death, no matter if he regretted it or cast aside it, it would always make him feel uncomfortable and depressed.

During that time, only Jiang Hai took care of his emotions all the time, took him away from the place of criticism, bought him delicious food, and sometimes even touched his head gently, as if I want to help him drive away all the unhappiness.

This situation did not improve until before the Spring Festival. After all, the movie theater was closed, and the trending search on social networking sites was gradually replaced by "Happy New Year".

Except for the lingering sound of being awakened by nightmares from time to time and the die-hard fans who firmly believe in the character of their idols, everyone in this world has already forgotten the boy who once shone like a star.

Today is the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year will be in two days. The lingering sound of the work strike is behind the door, watching Jiang Hai on the phone at the end of the corridor outside the house.

The two were far apart, and Yu Sheng couldn't hear what Jiang Hai was saying, but he could feel that Jiang Hai's mood was a little unstable at this time.The puffs of white air gushing from Jiang Hai's lips surrounded a downcast expression he had never seen before, which made Yu Sheng's heart hang.

What happened to Jiang Hai?Two days ago, when he told himself that he was going home to live for a few days, he was still very happy.

When Jiang Hai finished the phone call and walked back to the room, Yu Sheng, who wanted to find out the reason, hurriedly posted it.

But before Yu Sheng could speak, Jiang Hai took the lead: "I'm not going back."

"Why?"

In fact, when Jiang Hai told himself that he would go back to his hometown for a few days during the Chinese New Year, Yu Sheng was still a little disappointed. After all, the two had lived together for so long, and he had gradually begun to rely on this "good-hearted person who took him in". He was really not used to the sudden brief separation.

But right now, Yu Sheng couldn't be happy either, because after seeing Jiang Hai's sad look in his eyes, he didn't feel well either.

Since graduation, Jiang Hai has been struggling in Xunjiang, a tolerant and indifferent city, and his mother is also doing odd jobs in the county town. met each other from time to time.

This time Jiang Hai made an appointment with his mother to spend the Spring Festival together, and even bought the return ticket in advance, if Yu Sheng hadn't said that he didn't want to cause him any trouble, he would even have wanted to take this little idiot Yu Sheng back.But just now his mother called and asked him not to go home this Spring Festival, because she took a job as a nanny in the county, and the employer promised to double the salary during the Spring Festival. She wanted to earn more money to pay off debts and give Jiang Hai Save "wife money".

After Jiang Hai and Yu Sheng, who were hopeless, explained the whole story, they sat motionless at the desk without making a sound. Such a person who would try to comfort Yu Sheng when he was sad, but chose to hold back when he was sad. heart.

Looking at Jiang Hai's lost back, Yu Sheng couldn't help but want to hug him, but in the end he just walked up to Jiang Hai, poked Jiang Hai's arm with his finger, and said with a smile: "Since we have decided to If you stay, let's go to the supermarket together and buy something for the New Year."

When Jiang Hai turned to look at him, Yu Sheng tugged at his sleeve again: "Let's have hot pot tonight."

Eating delicious food together, the way the little fool comforts others is so simple.