I won't kill you

Seeing him like this, Shen Xiu thought he had a stomachache, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Stomachache again?"

He shook his head and said weakly, "Let me go."

Shen Xiu behaved this time, untied his tie, and murmured: "Don't scare me, my heart aches to see you like this, don't scare me, don't scare me."

Guan Huan moved his wrist, gritted his teeth and slammed his fist hard on his face. Shen Xiu was in pain, covered his face and said tearfully, "Fuck! You're sick!"

Guan Huan squinted at him, where was the painful expression before?

"You have a wife and son, right?"

Just as Shen Xiu wanted to refute, he only heard him say again: "As a man, as a husband, the sense of responsibility is very important. You are going around behind Gu Ming and me, how sad is Gu Ming? The baby will grow up in the future, If you are sensible and know about this, you will be accused and you will also hate me."

Shen Xiu listened in a daze, and forgot his words for a moment, he clearly heard a deep sense of helplessness and sadness from these words.

After Guan Huan finished speaking, he walked out of the guest room, took out a pack of Su cigarettes from under the coffee table, and went to the balcony to smoke, one after another.

The bustling city is colorful and bustling. Shen Xiu stared at his back, felt sad for a while, walked forward, held his cold hand on the railing, smoked half of the cigarette in his mouth, and held it in his mouth. The wind was blowing, and he said vaguely: "I'm divorced."

Guan Huan didn't hear clearly, turned his head to look at him: "What?"

Shen Xiu really had no choice but to make him feel better, so he lied to him: "I'm divorced, just a week ago, and the verdict hasn't come out yet."

"I really like you. I want to live in a sixty-square-meter house with you and take care of Wei Yi. Wei Yi also seems to like you very much." After finishing speaking, she looked at him seriously and waited for his answer.

Guan Huan said bitterly, withdrew his hand, and smiled with difficulty: "Forget it." He turned and went back to the room.

Shen Xiu could see that he didn't reject himself so much anymore, but he was afraid and didn't have confidence in this relationship, so he didn't force him, he still had time, he could wait.

After the cold wind blew for a while, Shen Xiu entered the room slanting the air-conditioning, Guan Huan had already fallen asleep facing the back of the sofa, he habitually tucked the quilt for him, and went to sleep too.

Guan Huan opened his eyes in the darkness, turned around and stared blankly at the ceiling, twitching the corners of his mouth bitterly for a long time.

In the morning, when Guan Huan woke up, Shen Xiu was not there again.

The sound insulation in the old residential area is not good, yet Shen Xiu can brush his teeth, wash his face, make breakfast and close the door for work without disturbing him.

Shen Dudu was sitting cross-legged on the carpet with his head tilted, playing with the quilt, when he saw Guan Huan woke up, he called out in a childish voice, "Dad..."

Guan Huan reached out his hand from under the quilt and scratched his creaking bed: "I'm not your father, I'm your uncle."

Dudu giggled, with bright eyes, "Dad..."

Guan Huan was surprised, why did he always call himself father? "Then what is your name, Shen Xiu?"

Dudu thought for a while, and said with some difficulty: "...is also a father."

Well, it should be taught by Shen Xiu. Guan Huan tucked him into the bed, got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face, then hugged Dudu, put on a toothbrush with finger tips to gently clean his mouth.

Repeat yesterday's work, take a walk downstairs with the baby after lunch, and breathe fresh air.

Today, when the real estate project in Xiangdi Peninsula opened, Wang Qiu was escorted by Shen Xiu to sit in town. From afar, he saw a man wrapped like a zongzi passing by the sales office with a doll in his arms. Yu Wei, and attached text:

——Give up, Teacher Xiaoguan is hugging Brother Shen's own son, they are the couple!

At this time, Yu Wei was staying with Mr. Yu at the Beijing Armed Police Hospital. Mr. Yu's current health was getting worse every year.

Seeing Wang Qiu's text message, he was in a worse mood because of his grandfather's restlessness. Why is this person so annoying? I don't know if he is worried about his grandfather now, and he even came to add trouble to him!Do you hate it?

Mr. Yu said: "Weiwei, grandpa knows that the road is not easy to walk. If you really meet someone who is close to you and treats you well, let's be together. Although Mr. Guan is a nice person, his personality is too weak."

Yu Wei was anxious: "Grandpa, what are you talking about? It's not that Guan Huan didn't know Shen Xiu before, he is not at all cold, he just doesn't want to say it."

Old Man Yu laughed and said: "I know, but you have spent two years for him and no one is attracted to you. You have done enough."

He felt sorry for this precious grandson, seeing his grandson so sad, he was naturally very reluctant, so he said a few words of comfort and persuasion to make him think about it and not hang himself on a tree.

How could Yu Wei not understand the old man's grandson, he hurriedly said: "Got it, grandpa, stop talking, drink more water, come, let me feed you."

Wang Qiu sat on the sofa with his long legs stretched out, leaning on the low table opposite, wondering why Yu Wei didn't respond?Sent a few more:

——Respond to the text message!

——Xiao Weiwei~ Are you there? !

——Little Weiwei...

——Xiao Weiweiweiweiwei...

——You ignore me, I am helpless... sad... hurt...

……

Mr. Yu fell asleep, Yu Wei turned on his phone, and twenty text messages popped up in an instant, the veins on his forehead twitched, he walked out of the ward, and called Wang Qiu.

"What are you doing! There's no end!" Yu Wei roared, his narrow eyes were full of anger, startled the passing nurse, patted his chest, and said to himself: A beautiful man is also scary when angry.

Wang Qiu acted as if he hadn't heard it, and asked with a smile: "Little Weiwei, what are you up to, you don't reply a single text message, when will you be back?"

Reaching out without hitting the smiling face, Yu Wei immediately lost his temper, feeling a sense of frustration welling up, leaning against the door of the ward, rubbing between his brows wearily: "Maybe I won't go back."

Wang Qiu yelled: "Hey, don't, don't, I will watch for you, Corner, you can come back whenever you want, don't come back!"

Yu Wei said sadly: "My grandfather... he..."

"Don't cry, don't cry. If you cry, I will cry with you too. If you don't believe me, try it." Wang Qiu ran downstairs quickly, took out the key and opened the car door, "Where are you?"

Yu Wei blinked: "Armed police hospital."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Qiu had already hung up the phone.

"Brother Shen, have you finished your work?" Wang Qiu asked while starting the car.

"I'm done with work, what's the matter?" Shen Xiu lazily leaned on the back of the sofa, squinting at Gu Ming who had lost a lot of weight beside him.

Wang Qiu said anxiously, "Then you come back quickly. I'll go to Beijing and come back in two days."

Shen Xiu was puzzled: "What are you doing in Beijing?"

"If you don't chase people, you will run away ahhhhh!!!"

The sky is getting darker, looking down from the window of the ward on the thirteenth floor, the lights are scattered, and the sharp car horn has turned into a small hiss.

Four hours later, Yu Wei opened the door of the ward, and saw Wang Qiu, who was dusty and out of breath.

"How did you come?"

"Are you all right?"

When the two asked at the same time, they were both taken aback for a moment, and then curled the corners of their mouths in a tacit understanding.

Mr. Yu was nibbling on an apple. Seeing this young man looked familiar, he coughed lightly, "You..."

Wang Qiu moved a chair and sat down, and rushed to answer: "Grandpa, we met before! I went to your house for dinner two years ago!"

Mr. Yu looked at Yu Wei, then at Wang Qiu, finally turned his neck and blinked mischievously, Yu Wei blushed, and waved his hands quickly, expressing that he had nothing to do with this person, even the slightest bit No.

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