Zhu Mu Lang Ma

When he was young, in order to achieve various goals and to make people sympathize, Fu Yijie was able to skillfully use the method of crying, and even when he didn't want to cry, he could easily fill his eyes with tears in the shortest time.

He knew that the way he cried was painful and could soften many hearts.

When he grew up, he no longer needed this way to protect himself, but he couldn't hold back his tears no matter what.

The more afraid Fu Kun would see his tears, the more ashamed he felt and the more he tried to stop, the more he couldn't control it.

Fu Yijie pressed his eyes on Fu Kun's shoulders, and could feel the continuous tears spreading on Fu Kun's coat.

Fu Kun didn't seem to notice his behavior, staring at the cars on the street.

Finally a taxi came, Fu Kun beckoned and dragged Fu Yijie into the car.

Fu Yijie wiped away his tears while he was talking to the driver.

The hospital was very deserted at this time, and Fu Yijie was helplessly dragged into the emergency room by Fu Kun.

"My brother suddenly has a fever, it's hot to the touch." Fu Kun told the doctor on duty.

The female doctor on duty looked up at Fu Yijie, took out a thermometer and handed it to Fu Kun: "Sit there and take your temperature first, do you have a cold?"

"I think it's all right." Fu Yijie looked at the thermometer and subconsciously backed away.

"Measure first," Fu Kun rubbed his hands, pulled Fu Yijie's neckline, stuffed the thermometer in, and touched his forehead again, "It's so hot...it seems...not hot anymore? "

"I said it's all right." Fu Yijie lowered his head and mumbled softly, holding the thermometer between his hands.

"It was still hot in your dormitory just now," Fu Kun was a little puzzled, "Is this what makes the wind cool?"

"Can this cool down?" the female doctor said, "Let's see how many degrees."

36 degrees 5, a very standard normal body temperature.

"No fever." The female doctor looked at the thermometer, and then at Fu Yijie. "Are you feeling any pain? Headache? Do you feel uncomfortable elsewhere?"

"No." Fu Yijie said.

"Then it's all right," she smiled, and listened to Fu Yijie with a stethoscope, "It looks like there's nothing wrong with it, and there's nothing uncomfortable about it, so let's go back and rest first."

"But just now..." Fu Kun was so confused that he stared at Fu Yijie for a long time, then suddenly pointed at him and said to the doctor, "You see his eyes are all red, and his nose is also red, are you okay?"

"Hey." Fu Yijie didn't know what to do, so he sighed.

"Let me see," the doctor looked at Fu Yijie's eyes, "It's normal, you'll turn red when you cry, or if you go out and blow in the wind for 2 minutes, you might be even redder than him."

Fu Kun was stunned, and the doctor waved his hand: "It's okay, go back, you two are okay to go to the hospital to play with the doctor in the cold weather?"

Fu Yijie quickly stood up, said thank you, turned around and walked out of the emergency room.

Fu Kun hesitated for a moment, and followed him out.

Fu Yijie walked in front with his head buried. Fu Kun looked at his back and raised his hand to touch the place on his shoulder that Fu Yijie had leaned on before, feeling a little wet.

"Go home." Fu Kun said after leaving the hospital gate.

"Well," Fu Yijie stood side by side with him very honestly, "Let's take the bus."

"It's time to take a taxi, the wind is quite strong." Fu Kun shrunk his neck and sneezed at the ground, "Do you have a fever, kid?"

"Return it." Fu Yijie put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked around.

"Why is the fever so hot that it went away after 10 minutes at the hospital?" Fu Kun stared at him for only two seconds, then sneezed on the ground again.

"You don't have a cold, do you?" Fu Yijie suddenly became nervous.

"I don't catch cold so easily," Fu Kun rubbed his nose, "Now let's talk about you."

"What are you talking about?" Fu Yijie glanced at him, not wanting to make any more excuses, "The fever has subsided, what's the matter, won't you let me recover?"

"...Let," Fu Kun smiled, saw a car approaching, and waved, "Can you not let me go, how awesome you are."

"Then ask." Fu Yijie whispered.

As soon as he entered the house, Fu Yijie smelled the aroma of braised pork, and his stomach gurgled.

"Come back?" Mom called in the living room.

"I'm back, do I have a share?" Fu Kun shouted at the door.

"Hey," my mother ran over, and was stunned when she saw Fu Kun, "Why are you back? Didn't you treat someone to dinner?"

"It didn't work out," Fu Kun glanced at Fu Yijie who was squatting in the corridor, "I just stopped by to pick him up."

"Fortunately, I cooked a lot today," my mother clapped her hands, "Then let's eat."

Diudiu lay lazily on the ground, with his belly turned out for Fu Yijie to scratch gently, his eyes narrowed, with a look of enjoyment.

"Are you comfortable? When I come back from the exam, I will scratch your belly every day." Fu Yijie said, scratched a few more times before going into the kitchen to wash his hands.

Fu Kun sneezed two more times in the living room. When Fu Yijie came out, he found a box of cold medicine from the medicine cabinet at home and threw it in front of Fu Kun: "Be careful."

"Cold?" Dad asked.

"No," Fu Kun sniffed, "Probably some hair got in his nose."

"Take your medicine quickly!" Mom came out with braised pork, "Don't tell your brother to catch a cold as soon as he comes back. He is not as active in studying every day as he used to be. His physical fitness will definitely decline and he will be easily infected... ..."

"Ah," Fu Kun took the medicine and stuffed two pills into his mouth, "Got it."

"Second baby," my mother put a pile of meat into Fu Yijie's bowl, "don't try too hard, take it easy, mom will see that you are getting thinner every day, even thinner than your brother, Very impatient."

"Then you should worry about making my brother fatter first." Fu Yijie smiled, bowed his head and stuffed two pieces of meat into his mouth, chewing contentedly.

"I have never been fat since I was a child, this person is hopeless," my mother glanced at Fu Kun, "I don't even bother to see how unhappy he is when he eats. Fat people can see that he is thin when he eats, so he doesn't eat. Fate, if you go out to eat with someone, you'll be ashamed..."

Hearing this, Fu Yijie quickly lowered his head.

Fu Kun laughed aloud twice but didn't speak.

When he was sleeping at night, Fu Kun didn't ask him about his fever today, so he called Kong Hui from the balcony. Fu Yijie couldn't hear what he said, so he probably apologized.

Fu Yijie sighed, rubbed the pillow towel and closed his eyes. Recently, he always feels tired, because everyone around him has spent their lives immersed in the atmosphere of the college entrance examination review, and because he has been panting in a can for so long. An oppressive feeling of being out of breath.

Fu Kun fell asleep not long after lying beside him.

Fu Yijie rubbed the pillow towel until his fingers were sore, but he didn't fall asleep completely. He was half asleep and half awake, not very at ease.

At midnight, he didn't know what time, he heard Fu Kun sneezed a few more times, and then heard him get up and walk out of the bedroom lightly.

Fu Yijie waited for a long time but didn't see him coming in, so he quietly got up, opened the door and looked into the living room, and found Fu Kun sleeping on the sofa in the living room.

Fu Yijie suppressed the urge to run out and squeeze Fu Kun to sleep together on the sofa, so he lay back on the pillow.

Although Fu Kun is a bit thin, he has always been in good health, and he doesn't like to catch colds. This time he has had a cold for almost a week.

Every day he sat half-dead at the booth, his head was dizzy, and the customers had to sneeze on them before they could speak.

His mother asked him to rest at home for two days, but he didn't agree, and if he didn't work, he would lose a day's money, anyway, he was just sitting at the stall.

The number of times Kong Hui came to him these days was obviously less, which made him heave a sigh of relief.

But even though he didn't have any thoughts about Kong Hui, he threw the girl into the restaurant once after eating twice, and threw the girl on the street once without entering the restaurant.

Fu Kun didn't ask why Fu Yijie lied to him that day, probably because he didn't like it. Anyway, except for Chen Li, Fu Yijie didn't seem to like anyone around her before.The college entrance examination is coming soon, no matter what Fu Yijie wants to do, he will go along with it, as long as he can pass the exam steadily.

Although his parents basically didn't put any pressure on Fu Yijie, he knew what Fu Yijie's college entrance examination meant to them, and he also knew what Fu Yijie expected of him.

Until a few years ago, Fu Yijie stayed at school peacefully. Fu Kun would occasionally call him, ask him what he wanted to eat, and deliver it to him.

But Fu Yijie only asked him to deliver skewers once, to enjoy it with a few students in the dormitory.

The winter vacation of the third year of high school lasted less than a week. It is said that the admission rate of the No. [-] Middle School last year was lower than that of the Attached Middle School, so this year's winter vacation has increased the number of remedial No. [-] Middle Schools.

Fu Yijie returned to school within two days of staying at home, and a new round of darkness began.

Fu Kun felt that his life was probably more difficult than Fu Yijie's. He looked at the calendar every day and counted down the days of Fu Yijie's college entrance examination. Jay's review is better...

"Here, try the salad I made," Kong Hui came to Fu Kun with a small lunch box, "fruit."

"Thank you." Fu Kun took the lunch box, and Kong Hui would occasionally come over to chat and sometimes get something to eat, but he didn't make any further comments.

"Not ours?" Sister Chen said beside her, "You can see Fu Kun in your eyes."

"Don't you all like to eat it last time when I brought it, and said it smells weird," Kong Hui smiled, "Next time, I'll make some sandwiches for you to eat."

"Then you have to ask Fu Kun if he likes sandwiches first." Sister Chen looked at her with a smile.

"Sister Huang, don't say that," Kong Hui tossed her hair, "I have no idea what to do with Kun."

"Yo, can't you?" Sister Chen was quite surprised.

Fu Kun couldn't help but looked up at Kong Hui.

"It's really gone," Kong Hui sat down next to Fu Kun, "People say that a man with a younger sister can't be found, and no one is as important as his sister. If I ask you, the same goes for a man with a younger brother."

"Really?" Fu Kun poked the fruit salad with a toothpick, a little embarrassed.

"Sister Chen, you don't know," Kong Hui sighed, "I don't even dare to ask Fu Kun to eat a kebab. I'm afraid that he will be thrown to the side of the road and stand there."

"Is it still ringing?" Fu Kun laughed, "I'll accept it later and don't leave, I'll treat you to a skewer."

"Really?" Kong Hui turned to stare at him.

"What's wrong with this, please eat grilled skewers, it's not ginseng fruit, it's available outside Datong, it costs 50 yuan to eat until you cry and say brother Fu, I can't eat it..."

Kong Hui laughed: "Brother Fu, why don't you wait to accept it? I don't feel at ease. You can treat me to dinner now. It happens that I eat too little at noon and I'm hungry."

"Okay," Fu Kun put down the lunch box and stood up, "Sister Chen, please show me the stall. I'll bring you a copy of what you want to eat."

"Okay," Sister Chen thought for a while, "Roast tendon, lamb kidney!"

"Wait." Fu Kun waved his hand and led Kong Hui downstairs.

"Fu Kun," Kong Hui happily followed him outside, "Do you sing well?"

"Me? It's not good," Fu Kun thought for a while, "When I sang when I was young, my brother would beg me to stop singing very seriously. With that expression, I feel that it is inhumane for me to continue singing. .”

Kong Hui smiled for a long time: "Let's sing a few words someday. Sister Qingqing has asked me out twice. She said that New Century has opened a mass-market KTV. Let's call Sister Chen and the others to hang out?"

"Okay," Fu Kun nodded. If we were all together, he wouldn't mind going out to have fun. "Is it the one Sister Huang's husband mentioned last time?"

"That's right, that's the one he said to measure! Board! Style!"

"All right, go to the measuring board and ask him to bring a ruler..." Fu Kun smiled and looked at the side of the road. There are not many people at the skewer shop with the best taste, and he was about to tell Kong Hui about you When he let go of eating, his cell phone rang.

"Ouch." Kong Hui yelled.

"My mother," Fu Kun looked at the phone, Kong Hui's nervous look made him feel amused, he picked up the phone, "Hello, Mom?"

"Kunzi!" My mother almost shouted, anxiously, "Come back quickly! Come home!"

"What's wrong?" Fu Kun suddenly became nervous, his back straightened, "What happened?"

"Diudiu!" My mother started to cry as she said that, "Dudiu! Diudiu can't do it anymore! What should I do!"

When Fu Kun was rushing back, he regretted that he said he wanted to buy a car last time, but he never did. Now that he was sitting in a taxi, he wanted to push the driver out of the window and step on the gas pedal to the end.

Diudiu hasn't been very active since before the Chinese New Year. Every day when he takes it out, he walks a short distance and then burrows into the grass on the side of the road. When he goes in, he just dozes off on his stomach. I have no energy, just walk a few steps and sit down.

Everyone in the family knew that Diudiu was getting old, but they also felt that it was probably cold, so they didn't like to move. My mother even made a small coat for Diudiu to wear.

I didn't expect this to fail!

Fu Kun was so anxious that he was sweating intermittently, but his hands and feet were as cold as ice.This Friday, Fu Yijie will go home in the evening. If something happens to Diudiu, he can't even imagine what will happen to Fu Yijie.

Fu Kun almost rushed up to the seventh floor, thinking silently in his heart, my mother made a mistake, it must be my mother's mistake...

Before Fu Kun took the key to open the door, the door of the house opened, and my mother rushed out, her eyes were red, and she jumped anxiously while shouting: "Hurry up! See what you can do! The morning is fine." It’s just that I’m a little lazy, I just came back to get the account book and saw that it couldn’t be moved, what should I do!”

Fu Kun rushed into the room, and immediately saw Diudiu who was lying on his side in the nest with half-closed eyes.Diudiu usually likes to lie on his side like this, but now it looks different from usual, his whole body is lying limply as if he has no strength.

"Diudiu," Fu Kun rushed over to kneel beside it, and lay down on the ground. Usually he would not dare to approach Diudiu at all, but now he can't care about anything, "Baby Diudiu, what's wrong with you?"

Diudiu's tail was raised and lowered very lightly. Fu Kun knew that it wanted to wag its tail, so he quickly reached out and touched its head: "Stop wagging, are you feeling uncomfortable? It's okay..."

"Mom," Fu Kun was already sure that Diudiu was going to die, he turned his head and looked at his mother, "You stay with Diudiu, I'll pick him up from school, Dad's motorcycle didn't drive away?"

"It's stopping downstairs." My mother also knelt down and lay down on the ground, stroking Diudiu lightly, "Could you let your brother know about this... How uncomfortable is it for him to know!"

"If you don't let him come back now, he will tear me apart when he comes back at night." Fu Kun pinched Diu Diu's ear, "I'll go and call your god brother back, you wait for him obediently."

During the second self-study class in the afternoon, Fu Yijie could already hear his stomach growling, and the tablemate couldn't help but say, "Fu Yijie, where did you eat all the four taels of lunch? "

"Who knows," Fu Yijie bit the tip of his pen, depressed, "It will go off when it's time to eat eight taels, just like an alarm clock."

But thinking that there is only one class left to go home and eat a big table of dishes from his mother, Fu Yijie is very happy, and he can still see Fu Kun. No matter what state Fu Kun is in now, as long as he can see Fu Kun Kun, he can wander in his heart for a long time like a little girl who has committed a nympho.

Before the second self-study class was over, Fu Yijie's cell phone in the drawer vibrated lightly.

He took it out and took a look, it turned out to be a text message from Fu Kun.

Come to the school gate immediately.

Fu Yijie was stunned, this time?Out of school?

He was a little strange, but he stood up immediately, and ran to the school gate after talking to the monitor.

From afar, he saw Fu Kun who was waiting at the door on his father's motorcycle. This posture made him a little weak, and he rushed over and shouted through the door: "What's wrong?"

"Come out," Fu Kun waved at him, "I told the doorman uncle."

Fu Yijie ran out: "What's wrong? Why are you here at this time? Is there something wrong at home!"

Seeing Fu Yijie's anxious face, Fu Kun quickly patted him on the face: "It's okay, it's okay, don't yell, come up, come back with me first."

"What's the matter?" Fu Yijie was stunned, and suddenly grabbed Fu Kun's arm, "...is it Diudiu?"

"Well," Fu Kun responded, "I suddenly felt a little weak, maybe... Anyway, let's go back first."

Fu Yijie suddenly became dizzy and couldn't turn his head around, and he was still in a daze when he got in the car.

"Sit down," Fu Kun pulled him back after starting the car, "It's all right."

Fu Yijie followed Fu Kun's strength and leaned on his back, hugging his waist tightly.

"Brother," Fu Yijie leaned against Fu Kun's ear against the wind, "Tell me, is Diudiu alive?"

"No, why else should I come to you in such a hurry," Fu Kun patted his hand, "Don't worry."

"I'm not at ease." Fu Yijie said.

"You bite me and you're at ease."

When Fu Kun and Fu Yijie rushed home, my mother was still lying beside Diudiu and touching it. Seeing that they had returned, she quickly waved: "Dudiu, look, classmate Fu Yijie is back gone."

Diudiu opened his eyes, and made a soft whirring sound from his nose. He wagged his tail vigorously and struggled to stand up. Fu Yijie hurried to Diudiu's side, lay down and put his face on its belly: "Dudiu Be good, don't move."

Diu Diu licked the tip of his nose with his head and then lay still, just gasping for breath.

Fu Yijie didn't speak any more, and didn't move, he just lay down on his stomach and hugged Diudiu so quietly, holding its front paws and pinching it gently.

Mom stood up and gently retreated to Fu Kun's side.

Fu Kun stared at Diu Diu's wheezing body, hoping for a miracle to make Diu Diu survive. Although he knew it was impossible, he still prayed in his heart.

For Fu Yijie, this is not only the pet dog he has kept for more than ten years, but also his emotional sustenance during the most confused and uneasy time when he came to this house, a friend with the same fate as him.

After an unknown amount of time, Diudiu's body suddenly stopped shaking, and the paws that had been twitching lightly also stopped.

Fu Kun's heart twitched suddenly, and he took a step forward, wanting to go over and comfort Fu Yijie.

But Fu Yijie didn't seem to feel that Diudiu was gone, so he still stuck to it.

Fu Kun stood for a while, walked over and squatted down, only then did he see that Fu Yijie's face was already full of tears.