Zhu Mu Lang Ma

Fu Kun took Fu Yijie to the hospital on a bicycle, and his legs were sore from kicking. Fu Yijie sat behind him silently, clutching his clothes tightly.

When they arrived at the hospital, Fu Kun was still parking the car, while Fu Yijie had already jumped out of the car and ran in.

After asking for a long time in the emergency department, the nurse in the emergency department looked through the records and told them that a patient was sent to the hematology department yesterday. The condition was not good and he had already been hospitalized.

Stomach pain why hospital?Fu Kun didn't bother to ask more questions, and ran to the inpatient department together with Fu Yijie.

They saw Zhang Qingkai looking tired in the corridor on the fourth floor of the inpatient department.

"Where's Xia Fei!" Fu Yijie rushed over and asked.

"Fall asleep, just fell asleep." Zhang Qingkai sighed softly.

"What's going on?" Fu Kun looked at him, the gloomy breath on Zhang Qingkai's face made him feel tense.

"You all just...help me guard for a while," Zhang Qingkai stood up, "I'm going to Xia Fei's house... No, it's working time now, I'm going to the bus company."

"What's wrong!" Fu Yijie grabbed his arm.

"Visceral bleeding can't be stopped, the hospital doesn't have the eight factors now..." Zhang Qingkai said with some difficulty, his voice slowly lowered, "Other hospitals can't contact this thing, and now we are still looking for...abdominal puncture... His stomach was full of blood..."

Zhang Qingkai left the hospital and went to Xia Fei's house. Fu Kun looked in through the glass of the ward. Xia Fei was lying quietly on the hospital bed with his eyes closed. Various monitoring instruments around him were flickering, occasionally making a soft beep. ring.

Fu Kun didn't have the courage to open the door and go in, he was afraid of waking Xia Fei up, Xia Fei must be feeling very uncomfortable now, it will hurt, it should be better if he fell asleep.

Fu Yijie was always sitting on the bench in the corridor, staring at the floor in a daze.

Fu Kun sat beside him and put his arms around his shoulders: "It's okay, nothing will happen."

"I'm fine," Fu Yijie replied, his voice sounded calm.

Mom and Dad rushed to the hospital with Aunt Xu and Uncle Xia.

"You take Yijie home," my mother pulled Fu Kun, "Your father and I are here to help the hospital find life-saving medicine, you go back."

"I..." Fu Kun was unwilling to leave, the uneasiness in his heart was spreading a little bit, and the serious expression on the doctor's face made him dare not imagine what would happen after he left.

"Let's go." Fu Yijie stood up and walked slowly towards the stairs.

"A bit..." Fu Kun called him, and while chasing after him, he turned around and said to his mother, "Then I'll go back with him first, call home and tell us if there is anything."

"Yeah." Mom nodded.

Dad and Mom didn't come home until after eight o'clock in the evening, and neither Uncle Xia nor Aunt Xu came back.

When Fu Kun heard their footsteps, he jumped off the bed and rushed to the corridor: "How is it?"

Mom didn't say anything, she went into the room and poured two glasses of water before she sat down on the chair: "It's out of stock, and other hospitals don't have the eight factors."

"What about Xia Fei? What about Xia Fei?" Fu Kun was in a hurry. He read the pamphlet of hemophilia in the hospital. If there is no coagulation factor in this serious autologous bleeding, the blood will keep flowing and there is no way to stop it. live.

"Kunzi," Dad patted his shoulder, and then squeezed it twice, "Xia Fei probably won't last long, and has already begun to pass out."

Fu Kun didn't speak any more, and sat back by the bed.

Fu Yijie, who had been lying on the bed without saying a word since returning home, only spoke a word at this moment, but it was a bit out of his head.

"Brother, tell me, if Xia Fei isn't sick or dying...will Aunt Xu ignore him for the rest of her life?"

Zhang Qingkai stood beside the bed, looking at Aunt Xu who was sitting beside Xia Fei's bed and kept crying.

Uncle Xia stood beside him, and these two people who used to treat him like their own sons didn't say a word to him, and didn't even look at him.

Xia Fei hasn't woken up yet, Zhang Qingkai feels that he is being hollowed out little by little. If Xia Fei can get better, he would rather never know him in this life. They are like two lines that don't intersect. lifetime.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Fei's eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Fly," Aunt Xu approached him in surprise, calling him softly, "Mom and Dad are here to see you."

Xia Fei smiled weakly, and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye: "I'm sorry."

"Don't talk about that, just be good, just be good..." Aunt Xu choked up uncontrollably.

Xia Fei's eyes stayed on her face for a long time, then slowly moved towards Uncle Xia, and finally landed on Zhang Qingkai, Zhang Qingkai took a step forward after meeting his eyes.

He wanted to rush over to hug Xia Fei and never let go.

But soon he stopped again, Aunt Xu stared at him with clear hatred.

He slowly bent his legs and knelt on the ground: "Aunt Xu..."

Aunt Xu didn't speak, she lowered her head and lay on the edge of the bed, her shoulders began to twitch slightly.

Zhang Qingkai walked to Xia Fei's side and held his hand. Xia Fei's hand was always cold, and now it was frighteningly cold.

"Xia Fei." He softly called Xia Fei's name.

"Ah," Xia Fei smiled, "That's about it."

Zhang Qingkai held back his tears: "Nonsense, what's the matter, the doctor has come early."

"I told your mother that if I die now, you will never forget me in this life." Xia Fei struggled to say a word, "I have grown up so much, I just said this once cruel thing, you have to... ...give me some face."

"Don't worry, this face must be given." Zhang Qingkai quietly lowered one hand and pinched his leg fiercely. He didn't want to cry in front of Xia Fei.

"That's fine." Xia Fei closed his eyes with satisfaction, as if he was resting.

Zhang Qingkai's hand gently caressed Xia Fei's stomach through the thin quilt, the swollen and hard feeling made his heart feel like a ball.

After a long time, Xia Fei let out a long sigh: "It hurts me to death."

The phone at home rang suddenly when it was almost 11 o'clock, and the parents who were about to go back to the house to rest ran to the phone at the same time.

Fu Kun rushed out of the hut barefoot, staring at his mother's hand answering the phone.

"Hello? Sister Xu, why..." My mother picked up the phone, lost her voice after a few words, and spoke again after a long time, "Don't be sad... Lao Fu and I... don't be sad... we That's it...but..."

Fu Kun listened to his mother's words. Although he didn't speak clearly, he had already guessed what happened. He turned around and saw that Fu Yijie had also got out of bed and was standing beside the bed in a daze.

Mom said a few more words to Aunt Xu, put down the phone, and turned around: "Xia Fei is gone."

Fu Kun felt that his breathing was suddenly a little short, and the strong feeling of being out of breath made him uncomfortable.

Just as he was about to say something, Fu Yijie, who was standing behind him, suddenly fell to the ground, his head hitting the floor with a loud bang.

Fu Yijie did not participate in the military training in the first year of junior high school, and he had a fever for two whole days.

Fu Kun was fine, he got a lot of tan from the military training for a week, and rushed home after the military training every day to accompany Fu Yijie.

Fu Yijie didn't talk very much, and he didn't sleep much every day. Sometimes when Fu Kun woke up in the middle of the night, he could see him staring and wondering what he was thinking.

Fu Kun would hug him tightly and pat him like coaxing a child, and then he would slowly close his eyes and fall asleep.

In fact, Fu Kun sleeps enough to be able to fall asleep, but he often dreams of Xia Fei.

My mother said that Fu Yijie was stimulated by Xia Fei's incident, so she brought back a lot of calming Chinese medicine for him.

Fu Kun felt that he was also very uncomfortable. After he had shouted, cried, and vented fiercely, he would feel better, but Fu Yijie was different, he didn't even shed a tear, he just remained silent.

This is simmering.

Fu Yijie became ill very quickly, but he also recovered very quickly.

The day before the official start of school, he suddenly became fine, his fever subsided, and he was no longer in a daze.

It was like having a nightmare and waking up suddenly.

When his mother changed his school uniform, he was in a good mood and asked his mother to help him measure his height. After he found that he had grown by two centimeters, he kept laughing non-stop.

Fu Kun couldn't help pinching his chin and asked, "Are you all right?"

"En." Fu Yijie nodded.

"Really?"

"Really, it's too hypocritical," Fu Yijie smiled, and looked out the window, "I don't want to keep doing this, if Xia Fei finds out, he will definitely laugh at me, how embarrassing."

"Really," Fu Kun thought for a while, "I can imagine how he would laugh at you."

Fu Yijie pressed his face to Fu Kun's chest and rubbed it hard.

"Second baby has grown up, didn't Xia Fei keep saying that you are very sensible?" His mother smiled and pulled him to her side, rubbing his face, "Come on, put on this chic one." Let mom see."

Fu Yijie dodged it, and this pulled Fu Kun to put it on, showing a handsome look, but for some reason, when he tied it around his neck, it was like a lost leash, and it was awkward everywhere.

"Why do I hang this thing so ugly?" Fu Yijie frowned.

Fu Kun stared at him for a long time, unable to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth: "Want to hear the correct answer?"

Fu Yijie also stared at him sideways for a while: "Don't you just want to say that you are not enough?"

"BINGO!" Fu Kun snapped his fingers, "You're quite self-aware..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Yijie suddenly rushed over and pushed him, Fu Kun couldn't stand still, staggered twice and fell on the sofa.

"What are you doing!" Fu Kun shouted.

Fu Yijie jumped onto the sofa directly, sat on his stomach, pressed his shoulder with one hand, and pressed his ribs with the other: "Scream."

"Ah!" Fu Kun didn't want to cooperate like this at first, but Fu Yijie didn't know where to press, and the feeling of soreness and pain came instantly, and he couldn't help shouting.

"Come again." Fu Yijie smiled and pressed his finger again.

"Come on... ah!" Fu Kun yelled twice, and he felt like a fool. After yelling, he laughed, "You're really strong, have you practiced playing basketball?"

"It doesn't take much effort, it's an acupuncture point," Fu Yijie was quite proud of it, as he could see from Xia Fei's miscellaneous books, "There are other places, do you want to try it?"

"No need, no need," Fu Kun quickly grabbed his arm, "You've got a son, and you'll definitely be able to jump up to 1.9 meters in the future, no, you can just punch a hole in our ceiling."

The old mother skillfully stretched Fu Yijie's chest to make it a little shorter, so that it wouldn't float on Fu Yijie's chest like a piece of drool.

But even though Fu Yijie himself thought he was not as handsome as Fu Kun, in the eyes of his neighbors, he still had an astonishing change.

"Oh, Yijie really looks different in this outfit." Even Aunt Zhang, who had always disliked him, praised him.

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang." Fu Yijie smiled at her.

"That's right, she's already pretty, but now she's like someone else's young master." Dasha Xiong's mother also answered.

"Master, what a fart!" Da Shaxiong came out of the room and said angrily, "What's so good? Why didn't I see it!"

Fu Yijie ignored him. Da Shaxiong also went to high school this year, but his grades were too poor. His mother didn't pull him into Pugao after using a feather duster. The bus company picked up his dad's class.

"It's definitely not as good-looking as the uniform of the secondary vocational school," Fu Kun said as he went downstairs. "The school uniform of the secondary vocational high school is so awesome. It is much heavier than the sentence of the seventh high school."

Dashaxiong didn't react, his mother was stunned for a few seconds, and shouted from behind with a shrill voice: "Fu Kun, you imbecile! You will hurt you!"

For Fu Yijie, the happiest thing about going to junior high school is that he can get out of school with Fu Kun again.

He sat in the back seat of Fu Kun's car as usual, and now that his school uniform was the same, he felt even more beautiful, and wanted to laugh along the way.

"Come find me if you have anything to do." Fu Kun pushed the car into the shed, and he was very arrogant when he said this, "Brother is covering you."

"Oh," Fu Yijie responded, "Thank you Brother Pheasant."

"Wait," Fu Kun laughed, "Why not Fu Haonan."

"The hair is too short." Fu Yijie left without looking back.

As soon as Fu Kun entered the classroom, he heard Gou Sheng's voice: "I took a shower yesterday and scratched my back, hey! Why is there so much mud? I was startled, but when I saw it, shit, it's peeling!"

Gou Sheng and Chen Li, the two with the best relationship in his junior high school class, are still in the same class in high school. In Chen Li's words, this fate is really torn like taro.

It's a pity that Sun Wei failed to get into No. [-] Middle School. Of course, Sun Wei never thought about getting into No. [-] Middle School. His goal was quite clear from the beginning. He went to a technical school to study auto repair. The only regret was that there were few girls in the technical school. There is simply not a single woman in the repair class.

But when it comes to fate, it actually has a wide range of fate. Fu Kun not only has an unbroken fate with Gou Sheng and Chen Li, but also Xu Jiamei.

It is not surprising that Xu Jiamei was admitted to No. [-] Middle School Fu Kun, her grades have always been good, much better than Zhang Kexin.

He was in class 113, and Xu Jiamei was in class 110. Fu Kun felt that Xu Jiamei was more suitable in class 119. I haven't seen him for half a year, and Xu Jiamei is even more beautiful.

"Get off your ass, you're Lao Ni'er." Fu Kun sat beside Gou Sheng and stuffed his schoolbag into the table bucket.

"The whiter the skin, the more skin peeling, black skin like yours won't take off," Gou Sheng rubbed his hands under his clothes, "By the way, I met Xu Jiamei this morning, and I asked you about you. "

"Why?" Fu Kun frowned.

"Renew the front line?" Gou Sheng also frowned and thought.

"Fuck off, who has had a relationship with her before?"

"Exactly!" Chen Li, who was sitting across the aisle from the two of them, said suddenly, and jumped up and lay down on their table, "Lefter, next time she asks, you just say that Fu Kun was with someone named Chen Li." The girl who is not very good-looking but has a very kind heart and a very persistent heart is good."

"Crazy," Fu Kun glanced at her, "I'll let you eat all the mud rubbed off by Gou Shenger, you're really sick."

"The girl who is obsessed with a crush, and after three years of crush, finally impresses the heartless male protagonist, and finally gets married..." Chen Li looked intoxicated.

"Are you going to write a novel?" Gou Sheng looked at her sincerely and said.

"Good idea," Chen Li clapped her hands, took a notebook from her desk and threw it in front of Fu Kun, "Your handwriting is good, help me write a title for the book."

"What name?" Fu Kun took out a pen.

"Handsome guy with a cold face and pretty lady," Chen Li waved her hand, "The author's pen name is pretty lady."

"Hurry up and see a doctor!" Fu Kun threw the notebook back on Chen Li's desk.

There is a tradition in No. [-] Middle School. The annual autumn basketball game will be held one or two months after the start of each New Year's term. Nursing homes toss old men and women, and collectively go to the street to sweep the floor and obstruct traffic.

Fu Kun wasn't very interested in playing basketball in the days when Qiuhu was still raging. It was fine to play for fun, but he was not happy to make daily training feel like a task.

But there were only a few tall basketball players in the class who played decently, and all of them were picked up by the head teacher. When it came to physical education class, they would be divided into two games or something.

Sometimes Fu Kun would be a little interested in being a training partner for the women's team in the class.

But after a long time as a sparring partner, he can't handle it a bit. These girls, either the ball rolls on the ground and they chase after them like chickens, or they are very vicious, no matter what you have If there is no ball, come and scratch...

Fu Yijie also joined the basketball team in his class. At first, Fu Kun thought he was useless, but Fu Yijie's years of basketball were not for nothing, and occasionally he could play half a half with Zhang Qingkai's former basketball players The level of the field made him an awesome kid in the first grade of junior high school.

The competition in the junior high school started first, and my mother started to stew the old hen a few days in advance.

"My second baby is about to show off." My mother looked at the chicken soup on the table happily.

"What about confinement?" Dad said next to him, "Stew some crucian carp soup for milk..."

"Fu Jianguo, why are you so annoying!" Mom patted the table.

"Yijie, come and drink. This is your mother's old hen chicken soup." Dad immediately went over and put a bowl in front of Fu Yijie. "It's all about dunks and blocked three-pointers."

"Why does it sound like I'm swearing..." Fu Kun was serving a meal on the side, "We're going to start comparing after high school..."

"Your mother's old hen!" Mom suddenly shouted, and then changed back to her usual tune, "This is swearing."

Fu Kun almost put a bowl of rice back into the pot.

At night, Fu Kun and Fu Yijie were lying on the bed chatting, Fu Yijie raised his arm and made a shooting motion: "How is it?"

"Beautiful," Fu Kun said, this compliment is very sincere, although Fu Yijie is not tall, but whether it is dribbling, passing, shooting, his posture is very standard, "Are you playing a guard?"

"Well, I want to play center forward..." Fu Yijie stopped and squinted at Fu Kun, "But the whole audience will probably be blocked."

Fu Kun originally tried not to ask any questions, but now that Fu Yijie said this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, laughing against his belly for a long time: "Hey, Fu Yijie, you This is the first time I have faced up to my own height problem."

"I've always been looking squarely at it," Fu Yijie clicked his tongue, turned over and hugged him, putting his legs on his stomach, "Brother, tell me, will I really not grow taller?"

"Impossible, those who don't grow should grow sideways by now. You eat more than pigs all day long and you haven't gained any weight. You will definitely grow," Fu Kun turned his face to the side, stretched out his hand and flicked his nose, "Oh, I'm proud of how tall and handsome my family will look in the future."

Fu Yijie smiled contentedly: "Would you like to come and see us when our class competes?"

"Nonsense, you have to watch it, I'll bring a cheerleader to be responsible for the screaming."

"Then what is your name?"

"Call, I'll call when the ball is in your hands, it's all right."

Fu Yijie closed his eyes in peace of mind, rubbed Fu Kun's underpants, and fell asleep not long after.