Will you return the money?

When Mr. Yin was "rescued", it was already evening.

Moreover, he has missed two regular meals—speaking of which, Mr. Yin has lived for more than [-] years, but he has never been hungry for a day—he thought he was hungry, for example, he was too concentrated on overtime work and forgot to eat a meal , the kind of shallow hunger that came back to find that the stomach is empty, and the hunger that can be satisfied immediately.

It's not the same as it is now.

A person who is never hungry is very respectable.

He who has never been hungry has never known how hungry it is.

People who have never been hungry think that the greatest emptiness is spiritual dryness and loneliness.And when a person is really hungry, he realizes that there is no emptiness as sharp and swift, lingering and pathetic as the emptiness of the stomach.It was a submerged tide like sea water, a monstrous sense of powerlessness, while it emptied your body, it also filled your limbs with raging appetite.

What is more terrible than being hungry is being cold and hungry.

This is the mountain in the first month.

For the convenience of his work, and because he is young and strong, he wears less clothes. If he keeps working and walking around, he doesn't feel cold, but lying in the mud is another feeling.

The erosion of the cold is terrible, skin-cut, and bone-piercing.

I don't know if lovesickness penetrates into the bones, but the cold air will definitely penetrate into the bones.

The coldness was like a crack had been knocked into the bone, and ice was stuffed inside, and the cold air was blowing like cooking smoke.

Until this moment, decent and noble people can understand why it is said that "food and clothing" is the most important need of human beings.

Without these two things, human beings are no more noble than animals.

It's just that Mr. Yin's will is always stronger than ordinary people, and he didn't lose his composure too much.Or maybe it's because he hasn't endured hunger and cold for a long time—only half a day.Although suffering from hunger and cold for most of the day was already an extreme experience once in a lifetime for him.

Naturally, he would not show the humble attitude of that "demon who has been waiting for 100 years", but Xin Taofu could clearly see the light in Mr. Yin's eyes when he appeared.

There is light in Mr. Yin's eyes, faint like a firefly in the dark night.

Although his body is covered in mud and his posture is awkward, it is strange that his steady demeanor is still there, his smiling face like an impressionist oil painting is still there, and his whispering charm is still there.He just said softly with that kind of bearing, that kind of smiling face, and that kind of voice: "You are here."

He didn't have that devil's anger, nor did he have that devil's gratitude, nor did he have that devil's humbleness.

He still seems to be Mr. Yin.

Xin Taofu's face showed anxiety, tension and concern - still his usual three-point acting, seven-point truth.He really cared about Mr. Yin's safety.

Moreover, he also has some genuine "guilt" towards Mr. Yin.

He deliberately left Mr. Yin here for a long time, in order to play a hypocritical and despicable "hero saving the beauty".

What a mean and shameless villain he is.

Xin Taofu helped Mr. Yin up, allowing most of Mr. Yin's weight to rest on his shoulders.

Compared with Mr. Yin, his shoulders are so thin, so thin. Mr. Yin whispered in his ear: "Don't throw you down at that time, let's call two people."

Xin Taofu frowned, and said, "Don't look down on me. Besides, it's not okay for Mr. to lie here all the time. What should I do if I catch a cold?"

He carried most of Mr. Yin's weight on his shoulders, one foot was deep and the other was shallow, struggling like a martyr crawling, and he brought Mr. Yin back to the small building and settled him down.

While supporting Mr. Yin, Xin Taofu muttered: Mr. Yin didn't come back at noon, and Xin Taofu didn't think too much about it, because Mr. Yin went out with lunch.Xin Taofu didn't come back until the dinner time passed for a long time, and Xin Taofu became worried. After calling Mr. Yin, he found that Mr. Yin's mobile phone was left in the small building.He took his mobile phone out to find someone.

Mr. Yin seemed to have no strength left, he just lowered his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were still slightly raised, maintaining his standard smile, as if in turn comforting the anxious Xin Taofu.

Xin Taofu knew that she must not reveal her secrets and must show [-]% concern for her husband, so she was more nervous than usual.

Mr. Yin is more fragile than usual, and at this moment, he is like glass, covered with a layer of fragile transparency from head to toe.Xin Taofu couldn't help handling him like a fragile item.

"Mister's clothes are dirty, let's take a hot bath first." Xin Taofu said.

Mr. Yin said slowly, "Did you cook porridge?"

A faint aroma of meat porridge wafted from the kitchen, arousing Mr. Yin's hunger-obsessed nerves.Even if he tried his best to maintain his demeanor, Mr. Yin was still a starving human being at the moment.

Xin Taofu hurriedly went to the kitchen to scoop up a bowl of porridge for Mr. Yin, telling him to drink it slowly.

Mr. Yin didn't need him to order him like this, even though he was so hungry that his eyes stared like gold stars, family etiquette still seemed to be engraved in his DNA, ruling his words and deeds with a higher priority than hunger.

He sipped the fragrant meat porridge with a spoon one spoon at a time, as if he had never been hungry.

——It's just that he would rather eat a bowl of porridge in the mud without taking a shower, which has revealed that his desire for food has surpassed the maintenance of his demeanor.

Xin Taofu also carefully noticed Mr. Yin's "severeness and softness", maybe Mr. Yin was just using his last effort to maintain the image of a high-ranking gentleman in Xin Taofu.

Xin Taofu said again: "How is your foot? I'll call the doctor to have a look."

Mr. Yin only said: "It's just a simple sprain, I'll put some ice on it, and call him back tomorrow."

After eating a bowl of porridge, Mr. Yin regained some strength, so he went to take a bath first.

Xin Taofu saw Mr. Yin limping, and offered to help him take a bath.

Mr. Yin, who had clearly seen each other many times naked, showed a rare expression of embarrassment.

Xin Taofu realized more and more that there was a layer between Mr. Yin and himself, and that layer contained Mr. Yin's natural aloofness.Xin Taofu looked at Mr. Yin like a god, and Mr. Yin looked at Xin Taofu like a tribute?

Mr. Yin didn't want to show his embarrassment in front of Xin Taofu, because the golden body of the statue was his protective color.

Xin Taofu wanted to get into his heart, but she had to peel off his golden body and get into his hollow inner shell.

Xin Taofu thought for a while, but didn't insist, she just said, "Can you be alone, sir?"

Mr. Yin nodded: "I ate something, my body has recovered, and I can walk. Don't worry."

Xin Taofu said, "Okay, then I'll help you get your clothes, and you can go in and take a shower later."

After finishing speaking, Xin Taofu took out a set of clean home clothes from the closet and put them in the bathroom, but he intentionally ignored the puddle of water next to the bathtub with evil intentions.

Sure enough, not long after Mr. Yin entered the bathroom, there was a sound from inside.

Xin Taofu broke into the door with the most anxious expression on her face, and saw Mr. Yin in a panic.

Mr. Yin's hair, which was always erected more neatly than a zebra crossing, was hanging wet, covering half of his pale face, but his muscular body was unable to support himself at this moment, like a fish bouncing out of water.

Mr. Yin, who saw Xin Taofu barging in and witnessing his "tragedy", finally showed his incomparable annoyance in front of Xin Taofu for the first time.

Even when Mr. Yin got annoyed with Xin Taofu in City X before, he just sneered at the corner of his mouth.But it was never like it is now. It was a kind of warm and hot anger, sparking from the corners of his usually stern brows and eyes.

But for some reason, it was such anger that colored the white and tasteless pear blossoms like rouge, and Mr. Yin transformed from a dead god into a lively beauty descended from the world.

Do you think that a dignified and prudent gentleman would do the same?

Xin Taofu's heart tightened.

Xin Taofu knew that the current Mr. Yin was seriously annoyed. If he handled it carelessly, he would be mistaken for his cleverness and shoot himself in the foot with a stone!

Xin Taofu lowered his body one step ahead of him, and wrapped Mr. Yin's body with a towel—this is the most important thing, a naked person is the easiest to feel the deprivation of dignity.If someone puts clothes on him first at this time, he will get an inexplicable sense of security from that person.

Sure enough, Mr. Yin's eyes immediately softened a lot, but he was still dissatisfied: "Why did you barge in without saying a word?"

Xin Taofu didn't answer this question, because no matter what the answer was, she couldn't answer it correctly.Xin Taofu stared at a pair of almond-shaped eyes, but she was the first to catch everyone's attention and said viciously: "Stop talking nonsense, you can't leave it to Mr. this time, let me wash it for you."

"No..." Mr. Yin was about to refuse.

Xin Taofu interrupted: "I'm going to disobey Mr. now, kick me after Mr.'s feet are healed."

His half-angry, half-angry and tender tone instantly melted Mr. Yin's downhearted persistence.

Mr. Yin was helped into the bathtub, soaked in the warm water, his whole body was warm, even his back exposed to the air was warmed by the water from the shower - that was Xin Taofu caring for him in every possible way.

Mr. Yin looked at the old but familiar layout of the bathroom, as if he had returned to his childhood. The strong and tall man returned to the child's weak and weak body, and he was taken care of in the same way.

Keeping the Wisteria Yayuan and going back to Xiaoxiang Xiaozhu every year - Mr. Yin is an extremely nostalgic person in his bones.

He kept running forward, but he couldn't get out of that dark and warm time.

After taking a bath, Mr. Yin became "tame" visible to the naked eye, like a child who gets sleepy after playing, and like a stray cat gradually adapting to its new home.

Xin Taofu has never seen Mr. Yin who is like a lion so much like a kitten.

Xin Taofu dried his hair for him, and helped him back to bed to sleep.

"Are you okay now?" Xin Taofu said softly, "Would you like to sleep for a while?"

Xin Taofu knew that she had softened her voice, but she didn't know how soft and soft she was.He himself has never realized how gentle he is to Mr. Yin now, his eyes are glistening like water, even the most powerful actor can't make such an emotional expression.

Mr. Yin rolled up in the soft bedding, as if sinking in the tender eyes of Xintao.

"I have to listen to the sound of rain to fall asleep," he said.

Xin Taofu could hardly believe her ears: Is Mr. Yin acting like a baby?

But Xin Taofu felt that the occasional sticky words from the stern-looking gentleman from his thin lips were more touching than anything else.

Xin Taofu originally wanted to say, "Where is the sound of rain coming from?", but he suddenly remembered that there was a rain stick made of cactus in this room.

Xin Taofu went to the cabinet and took out the one-meter-long rainstick.

It is said that the rain stick was originally used to pray for rain, but now it has become a musical instrument for healing the soul.

Mr. Yin was just tired and sleepy. Seeing Xin Taofu holding the rain stick, he opened his eyes in surprise: "You can make this...?"

Xin Taofu said with a smile: "Originally I won't, but if you want to listen to the sound of rain, sir, I will."

Mr. Yin half-opened his eyes, just looking at Xin Taofu.

Xin Taofu held the rain stick with both hands, and then slowly shook it. The beans in the rain stick rolled along with it, and when they collided, there was a rustling sound like bean-sized rain hitting the roof tiles.

The familiar voice flowed into Mr. Yin's eardrums like a stream of water, and flowed all over his body like warm water. Mr. Yin fell into an old dream in a trance, and fell asleep in a daze.

But in the middle of the night, Mr. Yin actually developed a fever.

Xin Taofu stretched out her hand and touched Mr. Yin's forehead which was burning hot, she was startled, but she really regretted thinking: I am really a devil.

But what to do?

Xin Taofu dialed the number of the team secretary while wringing out the towel.

The voice of the team secretary came from the phone after a long absence: "What's wrong?"

Xin Taofu said: "I know I shouldn't bother you, but there is indeed something urgent..."

"I know." The team secretary's voice was as calm as water, "You wouldn't come to me if it wasn't something urgent."

Xin Taofu said: "Mr. has a fever in Xiaoxiang Xiaozhu. I want to call a doctor, but I'm on the mountain again in the middle of the night. I don't know how to do it."

The team secretary simply answered six words: "Don't worry, leave it to me."

The team secretary's words seemed to have magical powers, and Xin Taofu was really relieved.

He hung up the phone and went to take care of Mr. Yin again.

Mr. Yin seemed to be in a coma, but he was able to half-open his eyes.Xin Taofu didn't know what to do, picked up the rain stick and shook it twice, as if coaxing a child.

The rustling and raining sound from the stick really had a calming effect. Mr. Yin seemed to be quiet for a while, his eyes were heavy, but after a while, he suddenly grabbed Xin Taofu's arm, and said hoarsely from his lips: "Auntie..."

Xin Taofu was stunned, not knowing what to say.

"Is what they said true?" Mr. Yin's voice was hoarse, like a sandpaper grinding stone, like a cuckoo weeping blood.

He was like a wild animal in a cage.

Mr. Yin's brows were always sharp, and the corners of his eyes were cold, but at this moment they were stained red due to illness, exuding an extremely fragile sickness.

Xin Taofu's heart skipped a beat, as if going back in time.

It seems that Mr. Yin is not Mr. Yin anymore, it is Xin Taofu himself looking into a water mirror and seeing a blurred phantom.

Time is far away and illusory, but the feeling is always real and profound.

The day he was abandoned by his mother—he seemed to be holding the arm of an adult like this, and asked painfully and forbearingly, "Mom, is what they said true"...