yellow sorghum

Something happened to Zheng Sining. On the third day of the official relationship between the two, Yu Minglang learned of the news. He moved his chopsticks a little more slowly, his eyebrows twitched, and he didn't react too much.

"You remember him?"

Qi Sen stuffed a mouthful of rice into his mouth, the left side of his face bulged, when he talked about Zheng Sining, his brows were frowned, and his tone was a bit worried.

Yu Minglang hummed, he had only met that boy a few times, but he didn't have much liking for him, maybe he got mixed up with people like Hua Wenyi, or it was the way that boy looked at him, there was always something that couldn't be explained strange.

"Something happened to him." Qi Sen looked at him, a little embarrassed, "I may go to the hospital to take care of him recently, and I will be a little busy."

Yu Minglang planed his rice twice, put his chopsticks on the bowl, and smiled at him: "I'm fine."

Hearing what he said, Qi Sen seemed to be relieved. He raised his hand and rubbed the top of Yu Minglang's hair, and smiled, "Thank you."

Yu Minglang asked him, "Didn't you hire a nurse?"

Qi Sen shook his head: "Please, but you have to go and see for yourself before you can rest assured. I'm afraid he will be bored inside, so I'll accompany him when I have time."

Yu Minglang frowned: "His family..."

Qi Sen was silent for a while, and finally sighed: "Originally this is Si Ning's private matter, I don't want to say much, but it's okay to tell you."

He smiled trustingly, looked at the beautiful young man in his eyes, and said to him: "Sining's parents... passed away a long time ago, and the relatives around him didn't take much care of him. Orphanage..."

His tone paused for a moment, and his eyes changed a bit: "Later... Later I went to junior high school and received funding from an entrepreneur..."

Qi Sen lowered his head, took two mouthfuls of rice vigorously, and stopped talking.

Later, he was sponsored by that entrepreneur, and he was able to go to school again, to get out of the orphanage, and to have the current life.

Yu Minglang: "That entrepreneur is really a good person."

After hearing this, Qi Sen chuckled twice. When he looked at him, the end of his eyes drooped, and his tone was meaningful: "Yes, that entrepreneur is a good man."

"How long have you known each other?"

Qisen said: "Junior high school. One morning, he moved across from the house where I lived. At that time, many people came to move him. At that time, I thought it was his family. Later, it was a junior high school for no reason. Slowly became familiar."

The "slowly" Qi Sen said was not as easy as others thought. After all, Zheng Sining was different from other children. How could such a child open up to others so easily after undergoing tremendous changes at such an age.

He laughed twice, as if thinking of Zheng Sining's appearance at that time, there was a smile in his eyes: "At that time, Sining was thin and small, so how could he look better now? He looked malnourished. The hospital was not very good, there was no one else in his family, and no one had ever held a parent-teacher meeting for him. I thought the parents were busy, but after getting to know him better, I found out about his situation."

Qi Sen's smile subsided again: "He doesn't like to talk, he walks alone, and later... Anyway, he is only my friend now, if I don't care about him, no one cares about him .”

Qi Sen said seriously, he is like this in everything he does, very serious, he will rush to the end if he is sure about one thing, Zheng Sining is really lucky, Yu Minglang thought so, fortunately, he smiled in his heart, That little gay didn't hook up with the person he liked.

"Next time you go to see him, can I go?"

Yu Minglang's eyes were rare and sincere.

Qi Sen was stunned for a moment, never thought that he would make such a request, but he quickly agreed to him: "Okay, just let the two of you get to know each other well."

Yu Minglang showed a obedient smile when he heard this, he didn't want to see Zheng Sining, he just felt that the boy was weird, and wanting to see it for himself was a waste of Qi Sen's trust in him.

The two went to the hospital after school on Saturday. Yu Minglang sat on the back of Qi Sen's bicycle, hugged his waist, and buried his face in his thick down jacket, and a fresh fragrance came over his face. It made people a little intoxicated, Qi Sen suddenly laughed, and Yu Minglang asked him: "What's wrong?"

He put one hand on Yu Minglang's hand around his waist, with a hint of coolness: "It's nothing, I just think it's really good."

After hearing this, Yu Minglang rubbed his back vigorously, and replied sullenly after a few seconds: "I think so too."

"You're getting heavier."

"You are heavy!"

Qi Sen laughed loudly: "It looks better if you grow more flesh. Look at how thin you were before. Thin arms and legs, like a clothes-horse."

This metaphor is really not very good, in exchange for a few punches without strength.

The hospital is not very far from the school, and it takes half an hour to ride a bicycle one way. When Yu Minglang jumped off, he stomped his feet, and his cold body warmed up a little. Seeing his appearance, Qi Sen felt a little distressed. He locked the car and said: "Why don't you go back and take a taxi later, and I'll call one for you. The weather is really not suitable for cycling."

He stood up and rubbed the back of his head: "I'm sorry, I didn't think of it at first."

Yu Minglang tilted his head, and put his hand into the pocket of his down jacket: "It's warm here."

Qi Sen grinned heartlessly, he also put his hand in, grasped the hand that was a little smaller than himself, and replied foolishly: "It's very warm."

The two walked into the hospital in this way. Among the flowers not far away, a man wearing a hat and a mask was squatting on the phone, covering most of his face and only showing a pair of narrow eyes: "Yes, yes , went in."

"Okay, okay."

"Photos? Yes, yes! Send them right away."

"Okay, okay!"

Zheng Sining was on the seventh floor of the inpatient department, but when the two went up, they found that the bed was empty, the quilt was neatly folded, and there was no one there.

Qi Sen opened his mouth in astonishment: "What's going on...he can't even get off the ground, it's impossible to just leave the hospital like this."

He didn't know what he thought of, his face turned pale in an instant, he threw away Yu Minglang's hand, threw him there, and ran to the nurse's desk, Yu Minglang pursed his lips in displeasure, but he didn't say anything , also trotted to follow.

Qi Sen looked flustered, and grabbed a nurse's sleeve: "Hi, I would like to ask if Zheng Sining in bed 43 has been discharged from the hospital?"

The little nurse was a little confused by his hurried appearance, thinking that something had happened, and was taken to flip through the booklet in a hurry: "Bed 43, bed 43..."

She tapped on it with a ballpoint pen: "I found it, but I was not discharged from the hospital. I was transferred to the VIP ward by my family members in the morning."

Qi Sen's face only slowed down for a moment, but the next moment he became a little ferocious again, and asked in an unnatural tone: "What did you say? Family??!"

The little nurse was a little puzzled: "Yes, it's the family members who signed and paid the fee."

Qi Sen lost his voice for a moment, and took two steps back with a strange expression on his face.

Yu Minglang poked his arm worriedly: "What's wrong?"

He regained his composure, the expression on his face returned to normal, he shook his head, and gave Yu Minglang a slightly stiff smile: "It's nothing."

The author has something to say:

Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow