Morbid domestication

Feng Jue and Xu Tangyi were sent to the hospital by Zhang Lu and the others. Xu Tangyi didn't have any major health problems, but inhaled some coma-causing drugs.

Feng Jue was sent to the operating room of the hospital, and he was still undergoing surgery when I left.

I still have a lot to do.

The robber was sent to the police station by me, and I recorded the phone call, and I took notes at the police station all night.

When I walked out of the police station, it was already noon the next day, and Jiang Rao was already waiting for me outside in a car, and I had to attend the bid opening meeting in the afternoon.

When getting into the car, Jiang Rao's usually serious face showed a rare trace of worry: "Mr. Yu, do you need to find a place to rest first?"

I shook my head and refused: "Go back to where I live first, I'll change my clothes, and now give me the speech that I made yesterday."

Jiang Rao looked at me, and finally said yes.

EM won this bid.

This time there was no accident, I sat under the stage, and when the host read EM's name aloud, the stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.

I didn't see Feng Jun, and he didn't even come to participate in the bid opening, but it's okay, after seeing him a few more times, I don't think I can continue to maintain the superficial politeness with him.

The bid opening meeting was over, and there was a banquet, but this time I had no reason to walk away. I stood in the crowd with a glass of wine in my hand, and kept dealing with those who were celebrating or making friends.

I couldn't imagine this kind of thing before. I'm not good at communicating with people, but tonight, I did it with ease.

While drinking and drinking, I vaguely felt that the me at this moment was very much like the photo I saw in Feng Jue's study. I even wondered what Feng Jue would think if he saw me at this moment.

The banquet finally ended at ten o'clock in the evening.

The person I stayed at the hospital also called, saying that Feng Jue's operation was over, I thought for a while, and asked Zhang Lu to drive to the hospital.

When I arrived at the hospital, I didn't go to see Feng Jue immediately, but to see Xu Tangyi first. I told him the result of today's bidding, and told him not to worry too much, but to recuperate first.

He seemed to have a lot to say to me, but after only a few words, his face showed fatigue. After all, he had just recovered from a serious illness, and with yesterday's ordeal, it was inevitable that he would lose energy.

"Brother, take a good rest first, and I'll come back tomorrow." I helped him pull up the quilt that had slipped off, "The matter is considered to be over, there is plenty of time."

Before leaving, Xu Tangyi suddenly called me to stop.

"A Nian." I turned my head and saw Xu Tangyi looking at me with some seriousness, "Are you going to see that person whose surname is Feng?"

I hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

"I already know what happened during this period, and I also know that the surname Feng has helped you a lot...I won't talk about the things that have passed. During this period, I was in a coma and left the mess for you to deal with, brother Knowing you is not easy."

Xu Tangyi's tone gradually became severe: "This time he was injured to save you, and it can be regarded as a little repayment for the sin he did to you back then, but you must not feel that you owe him for it..."

"That Feng deserves it. He owes you what he owes you. He can't overcompensate you for what you did."

Xu Tangyi looked into my eyes and said worriedly: "A Nian, you must not soften your heart."

"I know." I smiled faintly at Xu Tang: "Brother, don't worry."

When I walked to the door of Feng Jue's ward, I saw an unexpected person, Zhang Bo.

He seemed to be waiting for me outside the ward. After seeing me, he gave me a polite smile: "Mr. Yu."

I didn't speak, just nodded.

To be honest, I think Zhang Bo's attitude towards me this time is much more sincere than before. Before, it could only be said to be business-like, but now it can be said to be respectful.

I had no intention of exploring the change in his attitude, so I pushed the door open and entered the room.

The wards on the fifth floor are all private rooms, and Feng Jue's is no exception. I walked through the living room and turned a corner before entering his ward.

The door was open, and I saw Feng Jue wearing a blue and white hospital gown, half-sitting on the hospital bed, with a needle in his left hand, and two drip bottles hanging on the top beside him.

He seemed to have known that I was coming a long time ago, when he saw me entering the room, he gave me a gentle smile from a distance, and said, "Yu Nian."

I walked over slowly and stood half a meter away from his bed. I didn't speak, but just looked at him with lowered eyes.

"I watched the live broadcast, and your speech on stage today was very exciting." He said, looking at me with soft eyes, "I think..."

I interrupted him indifferently: "It seems that we have never had a proper conversation."

The smile on his face faded, and after a while, he spoke again: "What do you want to talk about?"

"Who is Xiaoyi?" I asked him directly: "Or, who is your little prince?"

This problem has troubled me for a long time. When I first recovered my memory, I always thought it was because Feng Jue couldn't fall in love with Xu Tang, so I turned to me who has better control.

But after this period of time, I found that things were not that simple. Xu Tangyi couldn't draw or play the piano, and Feng Jue didn't like Xu Tangyi either.

Thinking about it carefully, at the beginning, Feng Jue told me to call me Xu Tangyi after I woke up, but he never called me like that again after that, he just called me "Xiaoyi" or "Little Prince".

Combined with the diary I found Feng Jue on the third floor, those crazy words can be summed up to mean that he thought he found that Xiaoyi, but after contacting him, he found that Xu Tangyi was not as he expected, and he moved and wanted to lock Xu Tangyi up He just happened to see me again before he decided to do it.

So, rather than me being Xu Tangyi's stand-in, it's better to say that Feng Jue seems to be creating the person he wants in his heart.

A naive and pure person who can play the piano, loves painting, likes tulips, likes to wear white shirts, and likes to call him Mr.

And this is the source of my suffering.

Although I have made a decision in my heart, I still want to figure out what is going on.

Feng Jue didn't speak, he just raised his head slightly and looked at me for a moment.

The light in the ward was cold white. Under such light, his complexion, which was not well due to excessive blood loss, looked particularly pale at this moment, and compared with his usual pair of light gray eyes, it looked dark.

He just looked at me like that, as if he wanted to see through me, and being locked in by such eyes made me feel a little uncomfortable.

After a while, he asked, "Don't you remember?"

I frowned puzzled: "What?"

Feng Jue lowered his head and laughed at himself a few times, then looked up at me and said, "Yu Nian, would you like to listen to me tell a story?"