On the Eighteen Postures of Killing Yourself

Luo Ziyao was very careless about Luo Boyan's matter, and after going home for a meal, he completely forgot about agreeing to see Luo Boyan.

"Young Master Jing, did you forget something?" Lao Xiao, who had been fighting in the hospital all afternoon, felt very resentful towards Luo Boyan.

He has been tortured by someone's low pressure for a whole morning, can he not complain?And the reason for this low air pressure is because Luo Ziyao, who left without hesitation last night, left as soon as he said he wanted to. The key is that he forgot to come back.

Although Luo Boyan didn't say anything, Lao Xiao understood, took the time to go to the toilet, and called Luo Ziyao, the person on the phone hadn't said a word, probably he didn't even Hearing it too clearly, he hung up directly, and he was still yelling a second before hanging up: "It's all your fault, my dog ​​is hungry."

Old Xiao: "..."

Aren't you fishing?No... can you feed the boss first, and then feed the dog?

Then no matter how much he called, no one answered, so he came to the door in desperation. Luo Ziyao was just as he said on the phone, feeding the dog wholeheartedly.

When Old Xiao came, Luo Ziyao was rolling up his sleeves, showing an elbow, teasing two Tibetan mastiff cubs, he felt baffled by his question, threw a piece of meat to the cubs who were waiting to be fed, and asked, "Really?" ? Did I forget something?"

Why didn't he remember that he had something to do, so he crossed over and lived a life of eating, sleeping and eating every day, except for the occasional fear.

Is there anything else to do?

When he was throwing the second piece of meat, he was stopped by someone: "They are still young and cannot eat too much meat." Tibetan mastiffs that have not been completely weaned will not digest if they eat too much meat.

Luo Ziyao, who managed to find some fun, lost all the fun in an instant. After teasing all morning, he was almost tired of it, and finally remembered Lao Xiao who was still standing next to him: "Are you here for dinner?"

The typical pre-onset symptoms of Alzheimer’s disease are like amnesia, and they are out of tune. Lao Xiao suddenly felt that it was reasonable for Luo Boyan to be forgotten: “Boss wants to drink the soup stewed by auntie.” A euphemistic reference to someone who has been forgotten.

Eating soup is false, but wanting to meet someone is true, I hope Luo Ziyao can understand him.

Luo Ziyao understood it in seconds, but not this one. When he turned around, he said to Lao Xiao, "What he wants to mend is not the bone, but the kidney. Drinking bone soup is useless."

Luo Boyan gave Shen An his kidney, and Luo Ziyao only found out about it last night, thanks to the voluntary undercover in the hospital——Zhao Yang, who just came out of the bathroom, Zhao Yang sent a text message to tell He, his kidney is safe.

Reminiscent of Luo Boyan lying on the bed, Luo Ziyao understands, epic love!

"Let auntie stew some pork kidney soup, and then bring it over." One kidney is missing, and I don't know if it's okay, but Luo Boyan, who is sitting in a wheelchair, smiles wretchedly in an instant.

Old Xiao laughed so creepily, he felt that his coming was a mistake, he didn't want Luo Ziyao to see Luo Boyan.

And Luo Ziyao didn't give him a chance to regret it at all: "Let's go and see my brother together."

Anyway, I have nothing to do in the afternoon, I can't play with dogs all the time, I'll get tired, let's go to see Luo Boyan's excitement.

Hearing his voice before seeing him, the entire corridor is almost filled with Luo Ziyao's voice: "Brother, I brought you pork kidneys, I heard that you can eat them to make up for them, you must eat more in the future."

Old Xiao who was behind Luo Ziyao stopped silently outside the door when he was speaking that was close to yelling, and covered his face with his hand, he was sorry for the boss.

Just thinking about Luo Boyan's expression, Lao Xiao deeply believed that guarding the door for others was what he should do.

Luo Boyan, who was reading the document in the room, raised his eyebrows when he heard the first sentence, and there was a hint of a smile in his eyes. When he heard the second sentence, his facial expression became stiff, and when he heard the third sentence At the time of the sentence, the whole person is not very well.

Luo Ziyao came in in a wheelchair, and what he said next made him want to push this man out of the window: "Although we only have one kidney, it doesn't matter, we'll take two together."

"If we fail in quantity, we will win in quality."

As he spoke, he put the soup in his bosom on the table, and looked at Luo Boyan's small eyes, shining brightly, and the corners of Luo Boyan's eyes twitched. It was intentional, it was definitely intentional: "Brother, Let's start to make up for it now, and it must be far superior to ordinary people in quality."

"Really! Yes! Thank you! Thank you! You!" The five words jumped out one by one, which can be described as gnashing of teeth.

The Tao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet tall, Luo Boyan said thank you, Luo Ziyao blinked, and then accepted: "No thanks, which one of us is with whom."

Losing a kidney, yes, it’s really good, it couldn’t be better.

"..."

Not seeing people dangling in front of my eyes, I was a little unaccustomed to seeing them, and felt panicked when I saw them, especially when I saw Luo Ziyao's bright smiling face, no matter how I looked at it, I owed it: "Don't worry, if you lose a kidney, you won't lose it." You are a bit sexually blessed." It was more than enough to satisfy him.

Unscrew the thermos bucket, and the strong fragrance instantly covered the whole room, and I praised the cooking skills of the cooking aunt.

The soup was ready, and I put it outside for a while before putting it in. I took out a bowl and tried it. The temperature was just right, neither hot nor cold. Luo Ziyao was about to hand it to Luo Boyan. He said, and put the soup on the table with his backhand: "You'd better not eat it."

"How can you not eat, take more supplements, how can you be satisfied if you don't supplement."

When his internal organs were healthy, people still wanted to climb the wall, wouldn't this give him a chance, after seeing this fragrant soup, Luo Boyan didn't want to admit that he wanted to make up for it.

"No, you don't need it, you'd better be ignorant." Poured the soup back: "How can I counterattack if you are not ignorant." It was too late to say it, and he reached out and took out a vase from the vase on the bedside table. Zhihua, inserted the flower upside down, and the white petals floated on the soup. After confirming that he could not drink any more, he withdrew his hand.

A series of movements made Luo Boyan's eyes straighten.

As soon as Luo Ziyao let go of his hand, he was dragged back, and threw himself directly onto Luo Boyan. Using such a great force, he was not afraid of the wound opening. Just as Luo Ziyao was about to raise his head, the back of his head was slammed Press it down, and pressed it into the quilt again, breathing hard: "Let me go."

Don't drag him with you to death, okay?

With his ungrown bones, he changed his posture and completely lay on Luo Boyan's body to make himself feel better.

"Let go of you, how can it be done?" With force, he dragged Luo Ziyao's half body onto the bed, his eyebrows furrowed unconsciously, and the wound was a little painful.

When he started, Luo Boyan had already turned his body sideways as much as possible, the wound should not have opened, and if he tried harder, it would probably burst, but he still didn't let go, pressing on Luo Ziyao: "Don't you think I can't do it? Why don't you try? Know?"

Something was rubbing against his waist, and firmly pressed against the wound. It was Luo Ziyao's hand, and a muffled voice came from under the quilt: "Don't think about hitting me, if you want to hit me, I'll just press it down." gone."

Firmly and forcefully—press!

Luo Boyan raised his hand and slapped hard on the restless buttocks, the twisting buttocks stopped moving, Luo Ziyao's face contorted under the quilt instantly twisted, it was really a slap .

Reflexively, he tightened his hands and grabbed Luo Boyan's wound.

With a muffled grunt, the palm of the hand felt wet, seeping through the gauze.

"You really pressed it." The tone was unbelievable.

Luo Ziyao rolled his eyes, did he really press it or fake it?However, he had that plan, but he really didn't want to press it just now.

Therefore, if you want to blame, you can only blame Luo Boyan himself, if you don’t smoke once, he will not subconsciously press it down.

"not on purpose."

The wound burst, and it deserved it.

When Luo Ziyao was thinking about whether to really press it on purpose again, Luo Boyan let go of his hand, the freed Luo Ziyao straightened his body, sat back in the wheelchair, and raised his eyes to meet Shang Luo's pale face , Seeing that he was a little guilty.

After all, the instigator was him.

I wanted to lift the quilt to look, but I still didn't look, so I reached out and rang the bell: "How is it?"

"What do you say?"

"It's fine if you don't die." When the nurse and doctor came in, he leaned back in a wheelchair to make room for someone, and moved his lips but there was no sound.

Luo Ziyao thought that Luo Boyan would not understand, but unexpectedly, Luo Boyan, who was staring at his lips, understood.

"It deserves to die in pain."

Luo Boyan: You little white-eyed wolf!

At least this time is better than last time, Luo Ziyao at least waited for Luo Boyan to come out of the operating room, yawned and looked at Luo Boyan who was pushed in, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and was beaten by the doctor scold.

Luo Ziyao was stunned by the scolding, and finally came to a conclusion: "Take care of the patient, don't let the wound open again."

Luo Ziyao nodded in a daze, and didn't come back to himself until the doctor went out, turned around and said to Lao Xiao, "Did you hear, the doctor told you to take care of my brother."

Old Xiao: "..."

This injury is caused by you, right?The boss was fine just a moment ago. As soon as he went in, within 3 minutes, the medical staff went in and said that it had nothing to do with him, but he didn't believe it.

"Remember to take good care of my brother. If there is a problem, I will ask you." This is a good pretense.

It's best to look at people so hard that they can't get out of bed. He thanked his ancestors for eighteen lifetimes.

"I'm so sleepy." Luo Ziyao returned home after controlling the wheelchair remotely.

When I left, I gave thousands of reminders, mainly to keep him at least when Lao Xiao asked, and blocked his mouth: "Take good care of my brother, I will come back tomorrow."

"come tomorrow."

Luo Boyan lowered his eyes to himself, the anesthetic hadn't passed yet, he couldn't speak, he was just a little cold, Luo Ziyao's indifferent attitude made him a little inexplicably uncomfortable.

That's not how you should react to someone you like.

After Luo Boyan was discharged from the hospital, Luo Ziyao never went to the hospital again. He used the famous saying that if we don’t meet each other, we won’t hurt each other. His tomorrow has completely become an adjective. He messed around.

"I heard that your brother will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, won't you pick him up?"

After more than three months, the bones have almost grown, and I no longer need to use a wheelchair.

The two long straight legs just rested on the coffee table, holding the remote control in one hand and the apple in the other, took a bite, turned on the hands-free mobile phone next to him, and said vaguely: "Why do you want to go? Don't feel bad luck!"

If he could, he would never go to the hospital in his life.

When the channel was switched, at the second when the screen was black, Luo Ziyao saw a figure on the screen, turned around, and met a pair of dark eyes.

He stopped chewing the apple in his mouth, and looked behind him dumbly, and heard that the person who was discharged from the hospital the next day was standing behind him now.

"That's the real reason why you don't go to the hospital."

Luo Ziyao swallowed, almost swallowed the unchewed apple, and coughed violently: "It's not...that...brother..."

The wording in this room has not been arranged yet, Zhao Yang on the other end of the phone said: "Human beings who like the new and dislike the old."

"..."

"The one at the bar last night was pretty good, do you want to have another date today?"

"..."

"Why don't you talk? It's okay to be friends if you can't be friends."

"..."

"Don't be too picky, don't you always want to counterattack?"

"..."

"This is what you said, it's petite and soft and easy to push down."

"..."

I kneel down for you, please, Zhao Zuzong, stop talking!

Never mind 21, hang up the phone, grab the phone and try to 'silence', Luo Boyan snatched it, Luo Ziyao covered his face.

My life is over!

Luo Ziyao tried to struggle again, snatched the phone back, Luo Boyan glanced over, his hands froze, "What's that man's name?"

"Call..." Zhao Yang finally came back to his senses, the voice didn't sound like Fang Jing: "Who are you? Where is Fang Jing?"

Luo Ziyao couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled at the phone: "My brother!"

Shut up!

Not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but teammates who are like pigs, the phone will be choked in seconds.

There are two people left, you look at me and I look at you: "Petite and soft and easy to push down?"

Seeing Luo Boyan approaching step by step, Luo Ziyao stretched out his hand: "Dan Ding! Ding Ding..."

He didn't do anything, trust him!

He just took a small hand and touched his butt!

The author has something to say:

Thank you little angel for the nutrient solution, love you all (づ￣3￣)づ, I will add updates when I am on vacation, temporarily stop updates... NO.17 resume...