My deskmate always wants to heal me

It's not a day or two since Zhou Xun owed his debts, did He Chu really care about him?

He Chu didn't bother to talk to him, and quickly settled the rest of the meal.

Zhou Xun took a sip of the soup, and suddenly asked, "Aren't you curious?"

Knowing that he was talking about Uncle Chen, He Chu said lightly, "I'll listen to what you want to say, and it doesn't matter if you don't want to."

"Oh." Zhou Xun thought for a while, "Then I want to say."

"Then I will listen." He Chu said.

Zhou Xun briefly explained how Uncle Chen came to his house and how he left.

He Chu had already guessed before that maybe the relationship between Zhou Xun and his grandfather was not as simple as he saw, but he didn't expect that there were so many secrets in it.

After knowing these things, He Chu finally understood the contradictions in Zhou Xun's body. It turned out that he was not a poor boy who insisted on drinking Evian, but that he really could afford it.

Seeing He Chu's calm expression, Zhou Xun asked him, "Aren't you surprised?"

"It's okay?." He Chu thought for a while, "It's like solving a math problem. I thought the known conditions were full of contradictions and didn't know how to solve it. Then I found the key point and suddenly understood."

Zhou Xun:? ? ? ?

Can't understand what you're saying.

You are the math problem, and your whole family is the math problem.

"He has stayed at my house for more than ten years, and he has never said that there are relatives at home, nor has he contacted them." Zhou Xun continued.

Seeing that He Chu had finished eating, Zhou Xun handed the soup to He Chu, and He Chu took it.

He Chu listened while drinking soup.

"If you have relatives, you have relatives, and no one forbids you to have relatives. If you hide it, you can hide it. It's not a big problem. What the hell, I never thought that his grandson is Chen Haolin."

"He Chu, do you understand that feeling?"

"Huh?" He Chu looked at him.

"That's right, I don't want to eat such a large piece of colorful ten-star delicious Michelin cake, so I have to eat a pile of shit. Doesn't this mean that I can't even compare with shit?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." He Chu choked on a mouthful of soup and coughed non-stop.

Zhou Xun glared at him, then sighed, raised his hand and patted He Chu's back lightly: "My mother died when she gave birth to me? My father has been busy with business for a year and can't see him? How many times? , I live with my cheap brother and uncle's family, and for a long time, I have regarded him as my most trusted and important person."

There are many people around Zhou Xun, much more than the members of an ordinary family, but among them, only Chen Bo can make him feel at ease.

Will he? Add clothes to him when he's cold, fan him when he's hot, say that the wind from the air conditioner is bad for his health, will he? Give him a piece of candy when he finishes drinking the bitter medicine, or? When he can't sleep? Use crappy Mandarin stories to lull him to sleep, will you secretly wipe tears when he suffers from illness, will you remember all his likes and dislikes.

That was the care and love that Zhou Xun could not feel from Zhou Shenming, uncle and aunt.

This kind of feeling was not something that his younger brother Sheng Hang could give him.

Five years ago, when Uncle Chen said he was going to leave, Zhou Xun lay in his room for three days and two nights, and finally he asked Uncle Chen with red eyes if he could not leave.

Zhou Xun has always been a very proud person, and he doesn't bother to force anything. After all, he doesn't even force his life, so that time was the first time in his short twelve years of life that he wanted to keep someone so strongly. Live in a relationship.

But later, Uncle Chen still left?

Since then, Zhou Xun felt that no one can accompany you all the time, something that even your parents can't do, let alone an outsider.

"He left my house five years ago because of his grandson." Zhou Xun laughed at himself, "You said, is it not good for me to be a grandson?"

Zhou Xun rested his chin on his knees and sighed softly.

Five years ago, he was only twelve years old. Five years later, he has grown up too, and his dependence on Uncle Chen has faded, but the appearance of Chen Haolin made him feel uneasy.

Zhou Xun said some things very simply, and He Chu couldn't know everything that happened in those years from these few words.

But he could feel Zhou Xun's loss, and he could also imagine the emotional lack of that lonely child.

In the past, He Chu thought that Zhou Xun was a stinky kid who "gnawed on the old", but now he thinks that Zhou Xun is a simple young master who puts all his feelings on his face.

Or is it a young master who is not annoying.

He Chu put his hand on Zhou Xun's shoulder, and patted? Pat: "It's not that you are not good enough, it's just that he has his own helplessness."

"Yeah, people are alive? Who doesn't have helplessness." Zhou Xun sighed, "My stepmother found a fortune teller and said that I was destined to be poor. Now that I think about it, he is really right."

"I'm really poor, so poor that I have nothing but money." Zhou Xun frowned again, and added quietly, "The money is not mine either."

The class bell has already been rung, there is no one on the playground, and the sky is getting dark. When it comes down, the lights in the teaching building are bright, and you can still hear the noise in some classes.

He Chu tilted his head to look at him? Zhou Xun's eyes were somewhat confused.

In He Chu's impression, Zhou Xun is flamboyant, confident, and lazy. Even if he is not in good health, he always looks like "I am the best in the world". He has never seen this kind of emotion in him.

He Chu gently squeezed Zhou Xun's neck with his hands, with a sense of comfort.

He Chu's hands are warm, unlike Zhou Xun, whose hands and feet are cold all year round, and the strength of his kneading is very good, Zhou Xun narrowed his eyes comfortably.

In fact, He Chu is really suitable to be a doctor. He knows how to give injections, massages, and first aid. He is very calm at critical moments, and his face doesn't change when he sees him vomiting blood.

Thinking about it this way, this product is pretty good.

Zhou Xun is a bit sour, he is also human, why is there such a big difference?

"People say that poverty is a disease of poverty, and poverty is also a disease." Zhou Xun suddenly asked He Chu, "Do you think this disease can be cured? What medicine can cure it?"

He Chu sighed inwardly on the jumping topic.

I don't know whether to say that Zhou Xun is heartless or has super self-healing ability.

He Chu withdrew his hand on Zhou Xun's neck. As soon as the heat source left, Zhou Xun shrank his neck, feeling a little bit reluctant.

In the future, if He Chu can't eat anymore, he can get rich by giving massages.

In the next second, He Chu reached out and grabbed Zhou Xun's wrist and put it on his lap. He said calmly, "Yes, I'll take your pulse first to see how sick you are."

Zhou Xunle? He let He Chu's hand rest on his wrist.

He Chu's expression was very serious, and sometimes he frowned. Zhou Xun looked funny, but he just said it casually, and this guy actually took it seriously.

It took a long time for He Chu to say: "It's okay, this disease is not serious, it's just an early stage, and it can be cured."

"How to help? Is there any medicine?" Zhou Xun stretched his legs and turned his head to look at him.

"Yeah." He Chu nodded, and said casually, "In the next few? Ten years, you will? Meet someone who loves you very much, and then this disease will be cured without treatment?"

"Really?" Zhou Xun became interested and approached him, "My love? Is that good-looking?"

Can he know whether it looks good or not?

He Chu perfunctory him: "It looks good."

"It looks good?" Zhou Xun began to think about it, "He Chu, have you ever been in love?"

He Chu frowned and put down his hand, and took his other hand to cover it.

"What about you?" Zhou Xun touched He Chu's leg with his knee, and He Chu's hand shook? Shaking, he couldn't help but glance at him: "Be honest."

Forget it? He doesn't ask about personal privacy.

Zhou Xun tilted his body, looking for faults idly: "Aren't men left and women right? Why not? You have to touch with both hands? Don't take advantage of me, Doctor Xiaohe?"

He Chu sighed: "Shut up if you don't know."

Zhou Xun: "Then..."

He Chu: "Shut up, don't talk."

"Your uncle..." Zhou Xun curled his lips, telling people who were in a bad mood to shut up, he was not afraid that he would be overwhelmed.

He Chu didn't let him speak, his expression was still serious, Zhou Xun was bored, he looked left and right, and finally his eyes fell on the hand that He Chu was taking his pulse.

The curved fingers were slender and white with well-defined knuckles. When the finger pads moved on his wrist, they felt a little itchy.

Occasionally, when he pressed his fingers hard, his pulse would become more obvious.

Zhou Xun didn't know what to think, and suddenly grabbed He Chu's hand.

He Chu paused, then turned to look at him, with a warning in his eyes, "If you make trouble again, go down and fight".

Zhou Xun was not afraid, smiled? He took his hand and touched his phalanx: "Your hands are pretty."

"It's okay?" He Chu didn't withdraw his hand, allowing someone's cold claws to poke him dishonestly.

"You still? You're really immodest." Zhou Xun made a "tsk".

He Chu: "I'm so confident."

Zhou Xun said "huh"? He put his hand on He Chu's for comparison, "My young master's is also very good-looking."

He Chu's skin is fair? But Zhou Xun's skin is even fairer, and the knuckles of his fingers are not so clear, because the thin tendons are a little obvious, and they are indeed good-looking hands.

Moreover, Zhou Xun's skin was very soft and delicate, as if he had no bones. He Chu couldn't help pinching it twice, it was as soft as dough. He Chu had never tried anyone's hands so soft.

"Your hand? Why is your hand like a girl's hand? It's so soft." He Chu pinched one of his fingers and broke it back? There seemed to be no resistance.

He Chu hurriedly let go of his finger, for fear that it would be broken by him unconsciously.

"Your hands are like women's hands." Zhou Xun frowned and threw He Chu's hand away.

There was no sign of Zhou Xun's attack, and He Chu's thrown hand almost knocked down the thermos that was placed aside.

He Chu pinched his fingers, sooner or later he would have to fight Zhou Xun.

"My young master's hand? It's real...how do you know what a woman's hand feels like, have you ever held it?" Zhou Xun suddenly stared at He Chu.

He Chu: "..."

This? I don't know how my brain grew.

Maybe all the nutrients in the body are used to grow the brain? So excess nutrition leads to brain disorder.

He Chu's brain ached from Zhou Xun's tossing with a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, so he simply put away the thermos, then stood up: "I'm going back to the classroom first."

tsk...

This? There is a situation.

Zhou Xun stood up and patted his buttocks to follow. He Chu walked fast, but Zhou Xun walked slowly.

Zhou Xun couldn't keep up with him, so he shouted angrily from behind: "The school grass has a very rich love history, let's talk about three yuan."

Talk about your uncle.

He Chu didn't bother to talk to him, so he stepped into the teaching building.