How to be a patron

A week later.

Gou Meng leaned against the head of the bed sullenly. Apart from his head, he also had fractures and abrasions of varying degrees on his body, but as far as his fate was concerned, these injuries were not life-threatening.

"Ah, open your mouth to eat fruit." I teased him by handing sliced ​​apples over.

He opened his mouth obediently, but pulled the wound at the corner of his mouth, and gasped in a "hiss".

"Huh?" I gloated, "I'll just feed you a piece of apple. You opened your mouth so big that you didn't know that I thought I was going to stuff the whole apple into your mouth."

"Hmm..." He swallowed the apple and commented solemnly, "Not bad, it's getting thinner and thinner."

"Hmph, when you get better, you can cut it up and eat it for me. I want to have patterns."

"All right, all right," he smiled half helplessly, half dotingly, "Is one hundred enough?"

"A thousand."

He smiled, he didn't know what to think of, and suddenly sighed with a bitter face.

"Ahhhhhhhh, why are you depressed all day long." I poked his intact left cheek, "Ann, you're useless and disabled, I'll take care of you."

He shook his head: "I think this mission has failed too much."

"Failure?" I didn't understand, "Didn't you all catch A, and the warehouse, the annoying man, all the stolen goods, isn't it very successful?"

"Isn't he still in a coma, he can't ask questions at all, and besides him, there should be other big figures hiding in the depths. The most damn... I actually lost the evidence." He hammered angrily chest.

As soon as Gou Meng woke up a few days ago, he immediately put his hands on his chest. After realizing that he was wearing a hospital gown, he asked me to bring his bottom layer over.

"Clothes... have they always been like this?"

"Yeah." I nodded sincerely, "It's broken when you take it off."

His face turned pale in an instant, and he murmured: "Could it be that he lost it when he jumped off the car...Impossible."

Just as I was about to speak, an imposing man pushed the door in: "Gou Meng..."

He didn't seem to expect that there were other people in the ward, and a sharp look flew over, making me three heads shorter in an instant.

"Xiaotian, this is my cousin." Gou Meng introduced to us, "Cousin, this is Blessed Heaven."

Gou Meng's cousin nodded to me, and I exited the room wisely, letting them talk alone.

My cousin is not only a relative of Gou Meng, but also his boss, so I probably talked with him about private and business matters, and he didn't come out of the room for a long time.I was bored alone, and walked slowly to the window at the end of the corridor, looking at the scenery outside.

The inpatient department was on the fifth floor, and there happened to be a tree outside the window that climbed to the edge of the fourth floor.There are unknown flowers blooming on the treetops, white, small, and cute to look at.I sniffed unconsciously, but suddenly smelled a bloody smell.

With a frown, I quickly rubbed my nose, and only then did a faint scent of flowers hit me.

The moment of life and death a few days ago was like a dream, and it was still calm and peaceful even after the extreme thrills.

I lied to Gou Meng, he always thought I was the one who drove him to the hospital, and he didn't mention the missing information on his chest.

Gou Meng's cousin has always been an unpredictable look, always with a straight face, and he looks very bluffing. He stayed in the hospital for two days and then left. Before leaving, he had a meal with us.At the dinner table, he drank some wine, stopped talking for a long time, and only patted me on the shoulder when we parted: "This guy can take care of himself, so don't worry too much about him."

"Uh..." My shoulder was almost crushed by this powerful hand, but I said kindly on my face, "Brother is joking, I can't control him."

I thought to myself, why is everyone's habit of patting me on the shoulder, and I have to find a shoulder pad in the future.

My cousin glanced at us with all-seeing eyes, and said to Gou Meng in a low voice: "I think it's almost done, so I'll take it home and show it to your parents...they can't control you anymore, they just want you to be well. "

"Understood." Gou Meng's leg injury has not healed, and now he can only move around in a wheelchair, and his cousin is right in front of him, so his aura is weak.

"Let's go." Cousin waved his hand smartly, got in the car and left.

The restaurant is not far from home, I pushed Gou Meng back and chatted along the way: "Your brother...does you know about us?"

"Probably, I don't think there is anything we can hide from him." Even though he was in a wheelchair, Gou Meng still straightened his back, "With a glance of his eyes, he can dig out all the secrets you hide in the ground."

"Hey." I laughed at his resentful tone, "It seems that you have suffered a lot before?"

"Hey, he has always been with my parents, don't mention how miserable I was before... But he changed his tune today? It's strange."

"What's so strange about this? My parents didn't accept it at first, but after a while they will naturally figure it out...My parents, alas, I don't know if they really don't know, or they are just pretending to be confused."

We each thought about the situation at home and fell silent for a while.

The wheelchair was pushed to the door of the house. I lowered my head and took out the keys. Gou Meng suddenly said:

"That day... you were not the only one who took me to the hospital, right?"

I froze, and the key slipped from my fingertips.

"The one who took you to the hospital... There was indeed someone else, but he left when he reached the hospital gate."

"Aren't you stupid, someone came and carried me into the car, what if it's the enemy?" Gou Meng raised his eyes and asked me.

I stared at him fixedly, judging the chances of him seeing me through if I continued to play haha.

After a long time, I said softly, "He's not a bad guy, I've seen him before."

Gou Meng's expression changed.

"The man on your back...is he," I added.

Gou Meng was a little lost, and asked back: "Is it him?"

I was jealous in my heart, sore, but I said firmly: "It must be, tall and handsome, good at driving, and I care about you very much."

"Ah?" Gou Meng glanced at me and quickly explained, "Xiaotian, he and I are not that kind..."

"I don't care." I interrupted him, "I want you to think it through now."

"Huh?" He looked puzzled.

"If you can be with me, then I will take you into this house, but if you still want to live a life on the line of life and death, or wander around, please go away, and don't bother me in the future."

I finished this sentence in one breath, holding back tears and bending down to pick up the key.

When I touched the key and was about to get up, a big hand was gently placed on my head.

"Xiaotian, I plan to sell my Land Rover."

"Ah?" I didn't react this time, and looked at him with a confused face.

Gou Meng made a decision in just a few seconds.He looked at me deeply, and said in a very firm tone, "I'm going to sell my car."

"Then what will you drive in the future?" I didn't understand what he meant, so I asked stupidly.

"Did you drive your little Hyundai?" He replied with a smile.

I froze for two seconds before realizing what he meant, and I was too excited to speak.But after thinking about it, I had other worries: "What about your cousin? Can the army let you go easily?"

"I was originally out of the free establishment, and it's not a matter of him saying whether to go or not. Besides, I have done such a poor job this time, so I don't even think about taking new orders in the future."

"So...then, don't you go all over the world and live for him?"

"Hmph, since I know that kid is alive and well, let him watch the rest of the scenery... I'll ask the tattoo master tomorrow if he can change the pattern on his back."

I said with shame: "Actually, there is no need to change it...it's not very similar."

"Damn," he finally came to his senses, "You blackmailed me?! I just said that I didn't get tattooed like him."

"No, it's not exactly like him, but I can feel that it's him."

"It's a gay instinct," I added.

"..." He rolled his eyes.

Gou Meng and I are still together after going through all kinds of turmoil.The Land Rover was not sold, because the night before we were planning to change hands, we had an accident in the car...it was out of control, and we had no face to drive it out to others the next day, so we had to miss the appointment.The car has been cleaned for a week, but the smell is still there, so I dare not drive it out.

Fu Tianwo tried his best, but in the end he got nothing. Fan Shi was not his, and Fu Ying was intact, so he had to leave China in despair. However, I am still wary of him. This guy can get away safe and sound in this incident. It's also great.

Gou Meng and I had a sweet little life, and we plan to confess to the elders of our respective families at the end of the year.

He found a job as a martial arts instructor, the salary was quite high, and he wasn't too busy.He still thinks my house is too small from time to time, I have suspected it for a long time, and he finally admitted it after asking dozens of times.

He is the real rich second generation!

His family's dairy products have been placed on Fuying's shelves!

"Nimma, your family actually makes milk!" I bitterly sucked on his new pure milk.

"That's what my dad did...it has nothing to do with me." He said nonchalantly.

……

Hehe, then I'll just sit in an office, and you don't even have a house, so why do you dislike my small house?

Regardless of these trivial matters, I recently enrolled him in a spoken English class. He mixed in with a bunch of students, and he communicated with the foreign teacher generously in stumbling English.

"Satisfied," I touched his big abs, "thanks to Lord Ron soon? Huh?"

"The foreign teacher said that we need to create a language environment... Let's communicate in English in the future."

I rolled my eyes, admiring his obsession with English: "Your current level? Daily conversations are difficult."

"Then start from the bed, and we will speak English in the future. You don't want to be err, just hum a few words."

"Aha?" What am I going to say?

Comeon? Fuckme? Feels good?

"Well……"

Hello!Don't just do what you think, it's just now...

Ahhhhh!

The benefactor is so miserable, he's about to faint.

The author has something to say: Let me think about a few sweet daily life...

ah!No pitfalls for New Year's Eve!

Hope to continue to accompany you in the coming year!

Thank you for your support, and I have nothing to give back. I have a set of beautiful Chinese postcards. If you have a friend who likes postcards, send me a private message on Weibo with your address and Jinjiang ID. I will send a postcard as a gift. =(The wording is not beautiful, it is ugly.)

I don’t know if a dozen or so can be sent to Orz