he is his world

When Lu Xiaofeng opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to that familiar home, and there was a familiar smell in the room.

Zhuo Mingyang sat on the bedside and looked at Lu Xiaofeng. When he saw him wake up, he hurriedly said, "Xiaofeng, you're awake."

Stunning Lu Xiaofeng was a last resort, otherwise Lu Xiaofeng would not obediently go home with him, Zhuo Mingyang's eyes were full of guilt.

"Liar!" Lu Xiaofeng spit out these two words angrily while staring at Zhuo Mingyang.

"Yes! I'm a liar! I lied to you! I'm sorry I stunned you, but I can't help it. Only in this way can you go home with me."

"You take advantage of my caring about you, you take advantage of my feelings for you!" With tears in Lu Xiaofeng's eyes, he was heartbroken and angry.

The moment he heard about Zhuo Mingyang's accident, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt that the sky was falling, but he really didn't expect that all of this turned out to be a lie, a deception.

"Xiaofeng, I know you care about me. I took advantage of your feelings for me, but why don't you? Don't you use my care for you and use my feelings for you to take revenge on me? You know that you and How much does it hurt me to be with that woman? You know it!"

"I just want to be with that woman, can't I? Don't you want me to become normal? I don't like you now, I like women, shouldn't you be happy?"

Lu Xiaofeng's mouth curled into a mocking smile.

"Xiaofeng! If you are with a young girl, I will bless you, but you are with that old woman, how can you let me accept it?"

"What's wrong with the old woman? Can't I lack maternal love? I just like old women! Zhuo Mingyang, do I need your permission to be with anyone in the future? You don't love me, you can't be with me, so don't Stop interfering in my life!"

"Xiaofeng, don't be willful! You are not a child anymore!"

"I'm like this, I don't need you to control!"

"Anyway, I won't allow you to see that woman again in the future!" After speaking, Zhuo Mingyang turned and left the room.

Lu Xiaofeng had nothing to do with He Shumei in the first place, and it didn't matter whether he went to see her or not, but now that he was being guarded by Zhuo Mingyang, Lu Xiaofeng simply didn't even take a step out of the room.

During dinner, Lu Xiaofeng refused to come out for dinner, and even locked the door behind him. Zhuo Mingyang had no choice but to find a spare key to open the door, and brought the food into the room.

But Lu Xiaofeng didn't move a word, he was angry with Zhuo Mingyang, playing childish temper.

Even so, Zhuo Mingyang was still worried that Lu Xiaofeng would be hungry and want to eat at any time, so he reheated the food every two hours and cooked a pot of yam pork ribs soup himself. He knew that Lu Xiaofeng's stomach was not good. Hopefully he will at least have some soup if he doesn't eat.

The stubborn Lu Xiaofeng refused to eat anything, and he didn't feel hungry until noon the next day, so he barely drank a bowl of soup.

In the evening, there was a light rain in the sky again, Lu Xiaofeng didn't feel sleepy at all, he stood by the window and opened the window, looking at the wet scene outside the window, the cool night wind blowing in made Lu Xiaofeng shiver, It was a little cold, but his heart was even colder, like falling into an ice cave.

After returning to the bed and putting on the quilt, Lu Xiaofeng quickly fell asleep with the window open.

Unexpectedly, when Lu Xiaofeng woke up the next morning, his nose felt uncomfortable and he kept sneezing, his head felt groggy, his body was sore and weak, and he had a cold.

In the morning, when Zhuo Mingyang opened the door and walked in, he found that Lu Xiaofeng's face was flushed, he turned his head and looked at the open window, Zhuo Mingyang understood everything.

"Xiaofeng, you didn't close the window last night?"

Zhuo Mingyang went to the window and closed it, then walked to Lu Xiaofeng's bed, he raised his hand and touched Lu Xiaofeng's forehead, it was really hot.

"Xiaofeng, you have a cold."

Zhuo Mingyang looked at Lu Xiaofeng distressedly, looking at the burning Lu Xiaofeng, his heart was pierced like a knife.

Turning around, Zhuo Mingyang hurried out of the room and came to the refrigerator. He wanted to cool Lu Xiaofeng down with ice cubes.

After wrapping the ice cube in a towel, Zhuo Mingyang put it on Lu Xiaofeng's forehead.

"Xiaofeng, how do you feel? Do you feel better?"

Lu Xiaofeng didn't make a sound, his brows were furrowed and his eyes were closed all the time. He didn't resist Zhuo Mingyang's care, and just lay there quietly. Zhuo Mingyang could see that he was really suffering.

Ten minutes later, Zhuo Mingyang put down the ice cubes, then walked into the kitchen and brought out the porridge.

"Xiaofeng, drink some porridge first, and then we'll take cold medicine."

Zhuo Mingyang took care of Lu Xiaofeng thoughtfully and tenderly.

Lu Xiaofeng felt uncomfortable in his stomach, and he knew very well that if he didn't eat, he wouldn't get better if he caught a cold, and he would only feel worse, so this time he obediently opened his mouth and asked Zhuo Mingyang to feed the millet porridge.

Zhuo Mingyang patiently fed Lu Xiaofeng mouthful with a spoon, and within a few minutes the bowl of millet porridge was gone.

Looking at the empty bowl, Zhuo Mingyang showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Xiaofeng, we can take medicine now." As he spoke, he brought the water cup and pills to Lu Xiaofeng's mouth: "Come on, take medicine!"

Lu Xiaofeng took the pills and the water glass, raised his head and put the pills into his stomach with water, and then gulped down the water in the cup in one gulp.

People with a cold are always thirsty. Zhuo Mingyang specially prepared a glass of honey water for Lu Xiaofeng. After taking the medicine, he drank the honey water again. With the food in his stomach, his body felt much warmer, and Lu Xiaofeng felt comfortable. Much, no longer as uncomfortable as before.

"Xiaofeng, take a good rest and call me if you need anything. I'll go out and prepare lunch for you now."

Lu Xiaofeng didn't say a word until Zhuo Mingyang left the room. Although it was like this, his heart was warm. He knew that Zhuo Mingyang loved him, and he could see that love from Zhuo Mingyang's eyes. The love he hid.

Thinking that Lu Xiaofeng could not eat too greasy things when he was sick, Zhuo Mingyang's lunch was basically very light with vegetables as the main food, a bowl of delicious and nutritious egg custard, a stack of stir-fried snow peas, shredded pork and fried lettuce, the staple food Or millet porridge, because millet porridge is very nourishing.

Bringing the prepared lunch into the room, Zhuo Mingyang found that Lu Xiaofeng was asleep. He couldn't bear to wake him up, so he turned around and brought out the food, thinking that he would eat it after he woke up.

After more than an hour, Lu Xiaofeng finally fell asleep and woke up naturally. When he opened his eyes, he felt hungry.

When he opened his sleepy eyes, he found that Zhuo Mingyang was sitting on the chair beside the bed, with his head bowed and a book in his hand.

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng wake up, Zhuo Mingyang hastily put down the book in his hand: "Xiaofeng, you woke up, are you hungry? I'll make you some hot food right now."

Zhuo Mingyang stood up from the chair with a smile on his face, turned around and walked towards the door of the bedroom.

A few minutes later, Zhuo Mingyang brought in the hot food and put it on the bedside table.

"Xiaofeng, I've prepared a few dishes for you, eat them quickly!"

Zhuo Mingyang handed the chopsticks to Lu Xiaofeng, then sat aside and looked at Lu Xiaofeng with a smile.

Being watched so tenderly by Zhuo Mingyang, Lu Xiaofeng's heart was beating fast, and his heart was sweet.

But Lu Xiaofeng's character is stubborn, he still refuses to talk to Zhuo Mingyang.

All morning, Zhuo Mingyang circled around Lu Xiaofeng, fearing that he could not take good care of Lu Xiaofeng.

In Zhuo Mingyang's eyes, Lu Xiaofeng will always be that ten-year-old boy who never grows up.

Zhuo Mingyang put away the bowls and chopsticks, and when he was standing in the kitchen washing the dishes, there was a rush of cell phone ringing at this moment.

He hastily turned off the faucet and dried his hands, then hurried out of the kitchen and picked up the mobile phone that was on the dining table.

The caller ID is a friend of Zhuo Mingyang.

"Hi! Xiaobo."

"It's bad, Mingyang, Weihong has an accident, he wants to commit suicide!"

"What? What's going on?" Hearing what his friend said, Zhuo Mingyang was shocked.

"His girlfriend wanted to break up with him, but this kid couldn't think about committing suicide. Now he's on the top floor of Tianhong Building! Come here and persuade him!"

"Okay, I'm coming!"

Panicked, Zhuo Mingyang hastily put down his cell phone, then walked into the bedroom to pick up the car keys and coat.

He couldn't ignore his friend's life, but Zhuo Mingyang couldn't let go of the sick Lu Xiaofeng in his heart. When he was in a dilemma, Zhuo Mingyang suddenly thought of Wang Shanshan.

He hurriedly picked up his cell phone and called Wang Shanshan, hoping that she could come and take care of Lu Xiaofeng.

Wang Shanshan readily agreed to Zhuo Mingyang's request, and she was willing to do anything for Zhuo Mingyang.

Zhuo Mingyang put down his phone and walked into Lu Xiaofeng's room.

"Xiaofeng, I have something urgent to go out. Take care of yourself and call me if you need anything."

After making arrangements for Lu Xiaofeng, Zhuo Mingyang left home with peace of mind, and drove his car to Tianhong Building at high speed.

After receiving Zhuo Mingyang's call, Wang Shanshan rushed over half an hour later.

Because Zhuo Mingyang had given Wang Shanshan a spare key at home, so Wang Shanshan opened the door with the spare key and walked in.

At this time, she was in a nervous mood. She knew that Lu Xiaofeng would not welcome her, and she didn't know if her arrival would cause any trouble, but Wang Shanshan hoped that she could help Zhuo Mingyang, and she wanted to take good care of Lu Xiaofeng.

Hearing footsteps at the door, Lu Xiaofeng thought it was Zhuo Mingyang who had returned.

"Dong dong dong" knocked on the door, "Xiaofeng, may I come in?"

It was Wang Shanshan's voice that sounded at the door, which surprised Lu Xiaofeng, it wasn't Zhuo Mingyang but Wang Shanshan!How did she come here?Lu Xiaofeng was full of doubts.

"What are you doing here?"

Lu Xiaofeng's angry voice sounded in the room.

Wang Shanshan pushed open the door and walked in, with a friendly smile on her face: "Xiaofeng, Mingyang said you were sick, and he was worried about you being at home alone when he was going out, so he let me take care of you." you."