The miserable male protagonist I wrote came out to find me?

This neighborhood is really old. Even the bricks next to the green belt look like old people with missing teeth. They are too loose to crumble without chewing on anything hard.

Comrade Xiao Xia, who was toppled backwards with one person bearing the weight of two people, stepped back and stepped on the side of one of the bricks, and the brick was overwhelmed, and it just popped out of the soil.

Xiao Xia was still holding Wen Gu in her arms, her ankle twisted half a circle because of the 360-degree turn of the brick, and then she couldn't stabilize her figure anymore, and fell directly on the grass inside the green belt.

Wen Gu fell backwards on his back, he said "Hey!", and smashed down firmly.

He struggled on the ground for a moment like the bastard whose shell had been turned over, grabbed the thin neck of the green tree next to him, and stood up neatly with all his strength.

At this time, the culprit who was driving an electric tricycle had already driven away, leaving only the shadow of the car's buttocks.

The culprit is the uncle in the community, surnamed Gu, who is the same domineering and rampant no matter in the novel or in reality.

Wen Gu recognized it at a glance, so he didn't even yell.

Because it's useless to shout, this Uncle Gu can beat the aunt Wen Gu downstairs in a quarrel, he is very good among the old men, he jumps up when he is in a hurry, claims that he has a heart disease, and gets an empty medicine bottle for heart disease , I smell it under my nose every day when I have nothing to do, who dares to provoke it.

Most of the trash cans in this neighborhood and the neighborhood next door are his activity areas. Wen Gu thought he was unlucky and slapped his butt, only to find that there was not even dirt on his body, and it didn't seem to hurt... The touch didn't feel right either.

Looking back, he found that Xiao Xia who was squeezed and fell by the green belt with him just now was still half up on the ground.

Wen Gu watched him pressing his stomach with one hand, propping up the grass with the other, and propping up one leg, watching him from bottom to top.

Wen Gu: ... posing?

No, both of his eyebrows are gathered together for a meeting, it hurts.

Wen Gu stood still, turned around, looked down, looked at Xiao Xia's hand covering his stomach, and estimated the distance... Then he said why the touch felt wrong when he fell just now, the grassland in this neighborhood smells like cats and dogs. Every year, the Mediterranean is the same east and west, it is impossible to be so soft and Q-bomb.

Feelings, he sat on this buddy's stomach just now.

"Hey," Wen Gu is not a person who doesn't know what to expect. Even if Xiao Xia seemed to scare him before, he has protected himself twice since just now. Dude, get up quickly, I'm sorry, sitting hurts."

He stretched out his hand in front of Xiao Xia. Under the sun and in the green shade, Wen Gu's hand was very slender and delicate. Of course it was not the slenderness of a woman, but the kind of delicateness that does not do much work all year round.

Although he is a dead house that will be stretched within a month after receiving the manuscript fee, he really hasn't done much work.If I have to say, besides helping old men and old ladies occasionally, he just mops the floor at home or throws clothes into the washing machine.

At the beginning of every month, his mother would come, muttering to him about popular science, older youths would die if they didn't have children, and at the same time used him to practice the soon-to-be-lost iron sand palm, and then tidy up the place where he lived.

He doesn't care about the old, but he can barely get the word "raised" with the words "spoiled and spoiled", mainly because he pampers himself.

Therefore, his hands look like hands that have not done any work, white and tender.

However, in today's society, boys are becoming more and more refined, and some of them are prettier than girls when they wear skirts as long as they don't show their self-certification. It is really not unusual to have such hands, but Xiaoxia stares at Seeing the hand that Wen Gu handed in front of him, he stared blankly.

He lowered his eyes and looked carefully, just like he looked at him carefully after confirming Wen Gu's identity for the first time.

Because for Xiao Xia, this hand is the hand of creation, which is different from anyone else's.This is the hand that created his life, decided his love, hate and situation at will, but finally threw him into the trash can by himself.

But the hand prints could not tell a person's heartlessness, nor could his face. Xiao Xia was just stunned for a moment, then restrained her expression, and covered her palms.

He can no longer act too much, can no longer arouse Wen Gu's vigilance and hostility, so that he can get close to him, and even... try to live with him.

Wen Gu didn't notice Xiao Xia's strangeness. After pulling him up, he scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "I heard Grandma Zhou called you Xiao Xia, thank you for that..."

"I..." My name is not Xiaoxia.

My surname is Wen, which is the same as yours. My name is Wen Chixia, which you chose yourself.

You named me by name, but abandoned me like a shoe.

Wen Chixia looked up at Wen Gu, but didn't say this, he was afraid of scaring him, so he couldn't scare him anymore, otherwise he wouldn't let himself get close.

Wen Chixia's eyes narrowed this time, not directly, but seemed much more normal.

Wen Gu doesn't hold grudges, and as long as this buddy doesn't get sick, they will be neighbors after all, and it's not a big deal for him to be the first to smile away the grudge.

"It hurts a lot, haha," Wen Gu even patted the dirt on Wen Chixia's pants, "Let's get over the trouble before, and live next door in the future, just don't squat in the corridor in the middle of the night."

Wen Chixia looked at Wen Gucong who had growled angrily at him just now, and now he took the initiative to show his favor again, his lips under the mask were pressed together, and he said "um" in his throat, and then said, "I sprained my ankle."

His voice is really nice, Wen Gu has never met such a nice voice in real life for so many years.

Wen Gu had just found an adjective for this voice in his mind, when he continued, "You smashed it just now."

Wen Gu's smile froze slightly, "Huh?"

Wen Chixia tilted his head slightly, exhaled lightly, and took a small step towards Wen Gu with one foot, "When the car came by just now, you hit me, and I was sprained."

He said and put his hands on Wen Gu's shoulders, "I'm not that heavy to step on bricks, and now I can't touch the ground."

The implication is that this matter is up to you.

Wen Gu frowned slightly, normal people have a safe distance, beyond this distance, especially for unfamiliar people, will be very uncomfortable.

He completely lost his smile, and wanted to pull the buddy's hand off, but seeing that one of his feet really didn't touch the ground, and Wen Gu lowered his head to take a closer look, and found that the part of the ankle exposed by the sneakers was already broken. It's swollen.

"Fuck!" Wen Gu bent over to take a closer look, and was immediately shocked, "Why is it swollen so fast, the sprain is so serious..."

Wen Gu saw a brick body split in half not far from the two of them again, and was silent for a moment, trying not to remove Wen Chixia's hand on his shoulder.

After a while, Wen Gu raised his hand to support his arm, "It's too swollen, I don't know if it hurts the bones, it looks like it's misplaced, I'll take you to have a look."

Wen Chixia looked down at her ankles, and after listening to Wen Gu's words, the corners of her mouth covered by the mask twitched slightly. It was a successful smile, and even more sarcasm.

What is this injury?

With a wave of Wen Gu's pen, he was half-dead too many times, and the pain would be numb.Wen Chixia turned her head to look at Wen Gu's gentle profile, and couldn't imagine that this was the person who made herself crawl all over the ground, often in pain.

In reality, he turned out to be so kind.

But soon he realized that Wen Gu's kindness was very limited.This is not the world of novels. For things like sprained feet, if the bones are not broken, or you can't move at all, and there are distortions visible to the naked eye, the probability of immediately taking a taxi to the hospital nervously is not high.

Wen Gu took him to a Chinese medicine clinic at the gate of the community.

The small gate has a narrow strip, and once you enter the room, it smells like traditional Chinese medicine. There is a grill on the outside that can barely turn around. Inside, there is a hard bed for infusion, and a cabinet full of western medicine. A combination of Chinese and Western.

What's more, there is a second floor in such a big place. The upstairs should be the place where the old man lives every day. The big pants and vest are hung on the clothesline that he pulled up upstairs.

Wen Chixia sat on the only hard bed, and the old man sat opposite him, but the first step was not to look at his feet with slippers, but to ask him to stretch out his hand.

Wen Gu leaned on the grille and looked down at his phone, as if he was used to it, he didn't know who he was sending a message to, with a smile on his face, and he didn't look in his direction.

Wen Chixia hesitated and stretched out his hand, and put it on the oily black pillow on the old man's lap, and the old man felt his pulse.

On the second day after coming here, Wen Chixia was still constantly shocked by this world. Everything was not what he knew it to be, but everything seemed so real and natural.

"Huh? Are there internal injuries?" The old man didn't look like a senior Chinese medicine practitioner at all, with triangular eyes with broom eyebrows, and his brows squeezed together, "There are too many Shen Kes."

Wen Gu leaned on the grille, and laughed "chi" when he heard this, "Mr. Zhang, don't drag your words. If you hurt Shen Ke internally, he'll sprain his foot to see if it's out of place. Give him Just break it over, don't let it be seen that you are insane."

Old man Zhang is a well-known "miracle doctor" in the neighborhood. He is a god who talks about God, and he doesn't know how the qualification certificate was obtained.

Just like this, children often come to get an injection and still can't get it. Wen Gu looked at the serious look on that buddy's face, and wanted to laugh even more.

Old man Zhang snorted, put away the small pillow unhappily, and gave Wen Gu a look with his triangular eyes.

Then the old man squatted down in front of the dignified Wen Chixia, without saying hello, and without even taking off his shoes, he grabbed Wen Chixia's calf and feet. Before Wen Chixia could react, he even " "Crack!" He didn't even hear the sound, so he turned his ankle in another direction.

A mother and daughter came in outside, Wen Gu heard the sound of the door opening, and after taking a look, his first reaction was to walk up to Wen Chixia, covering his mouth through his mask.

"Don't bark!" Wen Gu whispered, "Don't frighten the child."

Although it was a bit sudden, this pain was really nothing to Wen Chixia, he didn't even groan.

But Wen Gu hugged his neck and covered his mouth with a nervous expression on his face.It was the first time for them to be so close face to face, and it was also the first time for Wen Chixia to look at Wen Gu so carefully.

Further inside the bed is the kitchen. A thin strip of light from the small window of the kitchen hits Wen Gu's side face. Moist palms.

You can even see the tiny fluff on the side of his face in the sun.

All of this seemed gentle and too real, so real that Wen Chixia felt shocking.