Plan carefully

After Wu Yue came back from buying food, he told me behind Mu Yu's back, "An Ran, the coats of my brother and sister are not good. In this cold weather, the wind will blow through you, and I will be so cold... You are not qualified to be an object. "The two sentences made me not eat well.

The hospital prescribed two days of infusion for Mu Yu. In the morning, a group of people came and didn't have time to go out. They had to go to the clinic for an infusion in the afternoon. Mu Yu couldn't wear thick clothes, so she definitely couldn't do it.Besides, Wu Yue criticized his thick clothes as useless.

After dinner, I said that I had to go back to the dormitory to get some things, and asked Wu Yue to wait for me to go back to work.

In fact, I went straight to the mall and walked around.Down jackets are not good, because the sleeves are thin, but down vests are still acceptable, practical, and suitable for indoor wear.Jackets are hard to find, they need to be warm, the sleeves need to be fat, and the style can’t be too bad. When the whole men’s wear section turns around, they just fall in love with one, and buy it without asking the price.

Wu Yue flicked through the clothes I bought, and kept nodding his head, "This is more or less..."

I said it's ok, you can go to work quickly, and I have to accompany Mu Yu to the infusion.Wu Yue was worried, saying that even if the injury on my wrist was not serious, it would affect the healing if I kept moving around.In the end, we were sent to the community medical center at the door, and told me to call him if I had something to do in half a day to ensure that he would be there on call before leaving.

"Worry!" I looked at his back and cursed, then turned to Mu Yu and said, "I'm fine with this injury, he's just making a fuss out of a molehill."

Mu Yu pulled off the collar of his new coat, and said flatly, "Someone is even more exaggerated."

"Who?" I pretended not to understand what he was referring to, stretched my neck and looked around a few times, "Who? Who? There is no such person, don't talk nonsense..." Then I took someone who was speechless into the door to look for him. doctor.

The clinic is very quiet, there is an old couple on the bed opposite to us, the old man is carrying water, and the old lady is peeling oranges, chattering about something.

Mu Yu was infusing fluid, and I sat next to him and surfed the Internet, continuing to look for gifts for Wu Yue, and finally the two of us discussed and decided on a watch.

When paying, the web page directly jumps to Mu Yu's payment account, [email protected].

Looking at this string of characters, I couldn't help grinning.

In fact, besides this account, there are also his mobile phone chain, his self-made car wash card, and the jade beans he gave... He just quietly left traces of sweetness in my life one after another. Once I think of it, my heart will be filled with happiness bit by bit.

"What's wrong?" Mu Yu touched me in a daze, "Forgot your password?"

"No." I don't know any of his passwords.I entered it skillfully, and watched a dialog box of successful payment pop up on the screen.

"Mu Yu, how long have we known each other?" I asked.

"Two months a year," he replied.

"Really?" I looked at him suspiciously, "Why do I feel like it's been half my life?" I pointed to the old couple on the other side of the room, and said close to his ear, "In a few decades we will It became like that, old and ugly..."

Mu Yu pinched my face and said, "Isn't that good!"

It's good to be safe and stay with you for a lifetime.

"Mu Yu, come home with me!"

When I told him what I thought about today, he hesitated for a long time, thinking that the current state was just causing trouble for my mother.I said, what’s the trouble? That’s our mother. She will take care of me when I go back alone, and she will take care of you when I take you with me. Besides, your injury is all for me. You have to give me a chance to make up for it, otherwise I feel bad.

Mu Yu didn't speak any more, and finally nodded.

In fact, I understand that it is a kind of negligence to say something like compensation, how can I compensate?Who can give him back his finger!I just want my parents to know what this person did for their son. Not everyone is willing to give such a bloody sacrifice. I still don't know.

When I told Yang Xiaofei about this at night, Yang Xiaofei immediately agreed, "I'm still worried about how to take care of you two wounded, this is just right, go ahead!"

That night, Mu Yu took painkillers and fell asleep, but she couldn't sleep well, tossing and turning.I couldn't sleep at all, I kept looking at Mu Yu's hand, afraid that he would touch the wound when he turned over.Mu Yu opened his eyes at four o'clock in the morning, and I smiled at him, and finally slept for six hours.

The light of the sleeping lamp was as dim as a candle, but it clearly illuminated the flickering water in his eyes.

"An Ran, you sleep for a while." He said.

"I'm not sleepy! Go on and sleep!"

Mu Yu propped herself up and sat up, leaning on a pillow behind her, avoiding my wounds and pulling me into her arms, pressing my head to her chest without any explanation, "Sleep for a while, be obedient."

I was really not sleepy at first, but with the beating heartbeat under my ears, the tiredness suddenly overwhelmed me.

It was nine o'clock when I woke up.I slept so comfortably in Mu Yu's arms that my saliva flowed out.

Today's schedule is quite tight.We went to the hospital to change the medicine first, and then gave Mu Yu an infusion. During this time, the uncle from the head office called and asked me to announce that I should be careful during this time, and be more careful in doing business, so as not to make any major mistakes.Because I don't think it's necessary to tell him about this minor injury, so he doesn't know that I'm on vacation with my injury.With Mu Yu in such a situation, I'm not even half happy about the messy job competition.

In the afternoon, I simply packed up my things, and called my mother to say that I was going home. My mother was a little overjoyed.

It's just that my mother's 'joy' was replaced by 'surprise' when she saw me and Mu Yu injured.My mother has a bad heart and I didn't dare to make her worry, so I quickly explained the situation, mainly clarifying two points, first, I'm fine, and second, the reason I'm fine is because of Mu Yu.The effect was just as I expected. On the one hand, the two old people rejoiced that their son was safe and sound, and on the other hand, they were extremely grateful to Mu Yu.

Then the two of us were raised and we were not allowed to do anything.

My mother was like a three-year-old child. From the moment I woke up in the morning, we were not allowed to fold the quilt. When washing our faces, she adjusted the water temperature and twisted the wet towel for us to wipe our faces.My mother washes the hands herself. The uninjured hand has to be soaped twice, and the injured one has to be carefully wiped clean with a wet towel, and hand cream is applied after finishing.When eating, all the dishes are made to fit a spoon. The meat that my father buys is either chopped into stuffing or diced, and the crispy bones on the fine steak are cut squarely.After meals, I must drink a cup of something my mother brewed. She said it is good for wound healing.The two of them started to think about what to eat for the next meal. Mu Yu and I were arranged to watch TV. The fruits on the tea table were washed, cut and neatly stacked on the plate.Before going out to buy groceries, my mother was still telling me, "Don't move anything, why don't you wait for us to come back, call your dad's cell phone if you have something to do, and An Ran, do you know anything about Mu Yu?"

I nodded again and again, I know I know.

I was raised by my parents, and I know their character and style clearly.But Mu Yu was obviously a little dazed, thinking of Mu Yu's bewildered expression when my mother washed his hands made me want to laugh.

With such care, it is normal for Mu Yu to accept difficulties for a while.

"Just get used to it, our parents are like this." I gave Mu Yu an apple, "Don't be embarrassed, this is our family."

Mu Yu pinched my face and said nothing.

"You see, I'm so lazy, it's just because of the two of them." I leaned crookedly on Mu Yu's shoulder, "But, Mu Yu, you can let them make trouble, no matter what...I want them to be right. Get better..."

Mu Yu kissed my hair, and he said, An Ran, you don't owe me anything.

I curled my lips, you don't owe it if you say you don't owe it?

Mu Yu's appetite has not been very good these days, and he can't eat anything, which may have something to do with the pills he is taking now.Before dinner, my father gave each of us a bowl of rock sugar hawthorn, saying it was an appetizer.As a result, at dinner, Mu Yu and I ate a basket of steamed beef dumplings, and took half a pot of winter melon soup with us.

Regarding the issue of bathing, my mother finally didn't insist on letting my father take care of it.After all, they are already such grown-ups, and I am ashamed to be their son, let alone Mu Yu.

After these days, I can actually move my wrist. It hurts a bit but it’s not a big problem. Mu Yu’s injury is also recovering. At least the pain won’t make him restless.

When we came out of the shower, my mother gave each of us an oversized cotton glove.Because we were afraid of falling asleep and pressing the wound at night, we both put the injured hand outside the quilt when we slept. My mother said that putting a cotton cover on the hand will not be cold.

Afterwards, behind Mu Yu's back, I told my parents about the injury process in detail.As a result, when mother wiped Mu Yu's hands the next day, she began to cry while wiping.Mu Yu was taken aback, and didn't know what to do, so I hurriedly comforted her. When I heard the sound, I hurriedly pulled my mother into the study and asked, "What's the matter, why are you crying?"

Mother stared at me, "Why are you crying? I feel uncomfortable when I look at Mu Yu's hand, such a good child... What should I do in the future? Finding a partner is a problem."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's on me... It's hard to say..." I promised without the slightest guilty conscience.

"Why are you not hurt? I'm so scared. Parents like Mu Yu...don't feel sorry for you to death?" Mother wiped away her tears, "Do you know that you have to be worthy of others in the future?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, he was hurt because of me, and I should take care of him for the rest of my life." I was going to be with him for the rest of my life.So, this is very sincere.

Mother wiped away her tears and went out to explain to Mu Yu that Auntie had no other intentions, Auntie just felt distressed...

Mu Yu finally understood, his eyes became very warm, he let his mother hold his hand, and nodded silently.

After that, I discovered that Mu Yu became my parents' own son, and I was marginalized.Focus on what he likes to eat first when cooking, focus on what he likes to watch on TV first, give him the fruit after peeling, that day Mu Yu's sweater is too thin to survive the winter, mother picks up the handicrafts that have not been used for many years, I started knitting sweaters for Mu Yu, but Mu Yu stopped her and said there is no need to bother, and I also persuaded her that there are all kinds of sweaters for sale outside, and my mother said it would be the same?Mother bought the best light blue wool, and took a soft ruler to measure Mu Yu several times, knitting quite seriously.

Once I couldn't bear it and asked her, "You knit a sweater for Mu Yu, what about me?"

My mother didn't even look at me, "You don't need sweaters to wear..."

"Can it be the same?" I pretended to be extremely wronged.

Later, my mother compromised, "If there is still wool left after Mu Yu's sweater is finished knitting, I will knit a pair of gloves for you."

I rolled my eyes and walked away, "You can be biased..."

Mother said confidently, "It can't be too much."

Mu Yu always likes to stay in the study when he's fine. When I wandered in, he was flipping through a book.I closed the door tightly and hugged him from behind naturally, he rubbed his head on my cheek twice as a greeting.The exquisite cup on the table was specially bought by my father for Mu Yu. I mentioned that Mu Yu doesn't like drinking water from other people's cups, so my father simply prepared a special one for him.Advertisements always report how miraculous this cup is, but my father is actually interested in its good heat preservation effect.Because the medicine Mu Yu took somewhat irritated the stomach, and the folk recipe that my father found somewhere said that Pu'er and sugar can nourish the stomach and protect the stomach. Therefore, when I kiss Mu Yu in the past two days, I can always smell a faint tea fragrance.

I opened the lid and took a sip. It was bitter and sweet, and I couldn't tell whether it tasted good or bad.

"This...does it really work for your stomach?" I always feel that the prescription is unreliable.

"Well, I don't know." Mu Yu took a sip from the cup, "Uncle said, even if it's useless, it's not bad anyway."

"My parents have forgotten who their real son is." I complained hypocritically.Mu Yu looked at me meaningfully for a long time, and said: "Uncle and aunt are not affected by you, this result is simply because you deliberately misled."

"I should, I should!" I smiled shyly, "Isn't this what I should do!" I want you to know what it is like for a normal father and mother to love their son!

Mu Yu suddenly embraced my waist, put her head in my arms, and said sullenly: "Actually, you are enough for me, not so much."

"How does that feel?" I asked.

"...too good to be true."

I rubbed his hair one by one, I can give too little after all, he deserves the warmth of this world.

A week passed quickly, and Mu Yu no longer took painkillers. For me, I can move freely with a water glass and a dish.Mu Yu gets closer to my parents than I do, and my parents would like us to spend more time at home, so I called again two days ago to extend my one-week leave.I said I'm not ready yet, so others can't force me to go to work.

Today's weather is cold and cold, but in the evening, it actually started to rain.Dad said it was still raining at this time, the weather was really abnormal.My mother said that the rain is good, and I eat dumplings when it rains.This is an unwritten rule in our family, and it has been going on for as long as I can remember.My father said that before this rule, there was another rule, that is to beat children on rainy days, and they are idle anyway.I don't believe it, they didn't really get angry and hit me when I grew up.

Since mother asked to make dumplings, my father hurriedly prepared and was extremely attentive.In fact, my mother has been a little unhappy with my father these two days, because my father's original unit built a staff activity center or something, and retired old employees like to go there to have fun, and my father even got a person in charge , I heard that there is also a special office. The activity center seems to have organized activities in the past two days. My father had to write a poster and distribute fruit or something, so he couldn't come home in time.If it wasn't for the fact that the father had not presented the multifunctional rice cooker provided by the unit to the mother, her face would have been even more ugly.

I can also help with making dumplings, but my parents are reluctant to use me, saying that they are not in a hurry to eat anyway, so they drive me back to the house and ask Mu Yu if he wants to eat leeks, celery or cabbage.

Mu Yu didn't notice that I approached lightly, she was still sitting by the window holding her right hand in a daze.The window was opened a small slit, and a trace of cool air seeped into the room accompanied by the bitter breath of rain and mist. Mu Yu was so quiet that it was integrated with the tables, chairs, curtains, and the gray sky outside the window, as if it had melted into a page of sketches. .

It wasn't until I got very close that he raised his eyes, smiled calmly, and said, "It hasn't rained for a long time."

"Well," I replied, and said, "My mother asked you whether you should eat leeks, celery or cabbage for your dumplings. You can say whatever you want, and the two of you must have three kinds of stuffing."

"Chives." Mu Yu said.

Leeks are my favorite.

I wanted to laugh, but in the end I couldn't complete this easy action.

I knelt down and gently held his right hand, my arm trembling uncontrollably.This is the first time I have observed his injury so closely after the incident, through the gauze, the empty gap that cannot be filled.

"Does it still hurt?" I asked.

Mu Yu shook her head.

"I never want to admit it, I don't want to believe it's true..." I said, sitting on the ground in frustration.

Mu Yu held my hand with the remaining four fingers that were not injured, and said: "I don't believe it either, I always feel that the little finger is still there, can still bend, can still use force, and still hurts...but it is obviously gone... But it doesn't matter," Mu Yu pulled my hand to his lips and kissed, "Even if there are only four fingers, I can still hold your hand..."

I lowered my head, covered my eyes, and smiled with tears in my palm.