After rebirth, I got hypermemory

"The moon is hairy, and it will rain tomorrow." Yan Xiao's weather forecast was very accurate, and it really rained the next day, and the outing that Rong Yu and Xia Kuancheng had agreed upon could not take place.

He was up all night.

Grandpa bought breakfast as usual, Xiaolongbao and mung bean soup, a steamed bun with a cup of mung bean soup, a total of three servings, neatly placed on the dining table.

While grandpa was making breakfast, Rong Yu walked out of the study with his forehead pressed, and looked up to see grandpa's bent silhouette, and went to the dining table, "You can go out to buy breakfast when it's raining, just make something to eat at home. gone."

"I didn't take it when I went out in the morning, and I went to the river to do two sets of punches." Grandpa said.

"Now I'm down, are you wet?" Rong Yu touched Grandpa's shoulder.

"I didn't get caught in the rain. My boxing buddy drove me back." Grandpa said, "You asked Kuan Cheng to come down for breakfast. I didn't see anyone yesterday, and I didn't tell him what I had for breakfast today."

"Oh." Rong Yu took out his mobile phone and was about to send a voice message to Xia Kuancheng. After thinking for a while, he pressed the phone and went to the entrance to change his shoes. "I'll go upstairs and call him."

He knocked on Xia Kuancheng's door, but there was no movement inside.

After waiting for a while, the dark coffee-colored anti-theft door was closed tightly. Rong Yu lifted the fingerprint lock slider and opened the door.

The doors and windows of the house were closed, and the smell of alcohol was reeking.

Rong Yu hurried over to open the window, the stale air was driven away by the fresh air pouring in, but he didn't see Xia Kuancheng.

"Brother—" Rong Yu shouted loudly.

No echo.

His heart twitched, and he ruthlessly pushed open one door after another. The empty room was silent.

"Xia Kuancheng——" Rong Yu became anxious, and quickly took out his mobile phone to call Xia Kuancheng.

The familiar ringtone of the mobile phone rang in a certain corner, Rong Yu followed the sound to find it, and finally saw Xia Kuancheng in the bathtub.

The bathroom was in a mess and smelled like an overturned wine tank, Rong Yu smoothly turned on the exhaust fan next to the bathroom door.

The phone was thrown on the light gray tiled floor, vibrating and ringing, moving slightly.Beside them were three or four wine bottles, white porcelain ones and green brown glass ones, each with a small puddle of wine ticking on its mouth.

Xia Kuancheng was sitting slumped in the bathtub half filled with water, his arms were hanging from the edge of the bathtub, his head was also hanging down, the bones on the back of his neck were stubbornly pressing against the skin, and his hair was dripping wet.

"Brother—Xia Kuancheng—" Rong Yu ran over, squatted by the bathtub, and held Xia Kuancheng's chin, exposing his nose and mouth.

Xia Kuancheng frowned, his eyes were closed, his face and lips were abnormally bluish white.

"Brother——" Rong Yu broke his voice, stretched his fingers under his nostrils to check his breathing.

Gentle breathing hit his fingers, and Rong Yu's tense heart relaxed a little.

"Brother, wake up, brother..." Rong Yu patted Xia Kuancheng's face lightly.

Xia Kuancheng's eyebrows frowned even tighter, but his eyes were still tightly closed.

Rong Yu put Xia Kuancheng back on the side of the bathtub, stood up, kicked away the scattered wine bottles at his feet, took off his shoes and stepped into the bathtub.

The water in the bathtub splashed out, and it was cool.

Rong Yu knelt in the water on one knee, pulled Xia Kuancheng into his arms, and shook him, "Brother, did you hear that? Can you open your eyes?"

Xia Kuancheng was in pain that was visible to the naked eye. He raised his neck, leaned his head back on Rong Yu's shoulder, and hung his arms in front of him. He breathed heavily from his mouth and nose, and his breath was full of the smell of old Baiganer.

Rong Yu took a deep breath, hugged Xia Kuancheng horizontally, stepped out of the bathtub, grabbed a bath towel in his hand, and walked to the bedroom. The clean floor was swept out with alcohol-smelling water... ...

After putting the person on the bed, Rong Yu stretched out his hand to roll up the wet pants stuck to his legs, went to the wall and opened the closet door, found a set of blue plaid pajamas, threw the clothes on the bedside table, walked over and stood on the bed He bent down to support Xia Kuancheng's shoulder, and shook again, "Brother, your clothes are all wet, I'll change them for you."

Xia Kuancheng finally let out a long, suffocating breath from his throat, and slowly opened his eyes.

"You finally woke up." Rong Yu wrapped Xia Kuancheng's head with a bath towel and dried his wet hair.

After wiping his hair, he wiped his face and neck, then put the towel aside, and unbuttoned Xia Kuancheng's clothes.

Xia Kuancheng's eyes were red, and tears suddenly appeared from the corners of his eyes, flowing down his cheeks. He grabbed Rong Yu's hand, "Xiao Yu..." His voice was hoarse like wind passing through yellow leaves.

Xia Kuancheng grabbed his hand, Rong Yu stopped and looked at him, "Brother, I'll change your clothes for you, you'll catch a cold." Speaking of the word "cold", Rong Yu remembered something and stuck the back of his hand Shangxia Kuancheng felt his forehead for a while, and then tried the temperature of his own forehead, "Brother, I suspect you have caught a cold."

"Xiao Yu..." Xia Kuancheng called Rong Yu again, still holding his hand.

Rong Yu changed his hand to undress Xia Kuancheng, "Brother, what do you have to say later, I won't go, I listen, you change your clothes first, change your clothes and eat something, then we go Hospital."

"Xiao Yu..." Xia Kuancheng let go of Rong Yu, raised his arms and covered his eyes with his palms. After a while, his shoulders shook violently.

Rong Yu pursed his lips tightly, helped Xia Kuancheng take off his clothes, quickly dried his upper body with a bath towel, put his arms around Xia Kuancheng's upper body, and put him in his pajamas.

Xia Kuancheng's hand was still pressing on his eyelids, Rong Yu grabbed his wrist and moved it away, and wiped away the tears on Xia Kuancheng's face, "Put on your clothes, bro... why are you still crying?" Is it? It’s just to help you change your clothes, don’t be so moved.”

"Xiao Yu..." Xia Kuancheng's lips trembled, and he kept calling Rong Yu's name.

Shouting, Rong Yu felt sour in his heart.

Rong Yu sympathized with Xia Kuancheng's sadness at the moment, and he tried his best to conceal it.He was also very sad, and what was more sad than being sad was helplessness. He could only watch Xia Kuancheng torture himself in pain, but he couldn't help him at all, because the pain Xia Kuancheng was suffering at this moment came from he.

Rong Yu couldn't give a response, nor could he abandon Xia Kuancheng.

If possible, he would like to get Xia Kuancheng's heart and mind out and wash him, and wash away all his thoughts that shouldn't be there.

Rong Yu dressed Xia Kuancheng, put him down, and pulled up his trouser waist to change his trousers.

"I'll do it myself." With a hoarse voice, Xia Kuancheng grabbed Rong Yu's wrist and finally said a complete sentence.

"Can you move?" Rong Yu put his hand aside.

Xia Kuancheng put his hands on the waist of his trousers weakly, and smiled wryly, "You really don't treat me as an outsider."

"Well, don't be an outsider, I'll treat you as my brother, the kind of brother who can take care of you until your death." Rong Yu stretched out his hand, "Don't stand in the way, change it quickly, what if it's wet."

"But I'm not your brother. Your surname is Rong, and my surname is Xia. I'm not your brother." Xia Kuancheng opened his swollen eyelids and looked at Rong Yu.

"Okay, okay, you're not my brother," Rong Yu patted his hand, "You change your wet pants first, and we'll talk after changing, okay?"

"I'll do it myself." Xia Kuancheng's eyes were red.

"Hey, you change it yourself." Rong Yu put the clean pajama pants in his hand and stood up, "I'll clean up the bathroom for you, and then I'll bring you breakfast."

Glancing at Xia Kuancheng, he asked again, "Can you really do it? Brother."

Xia Kuancheng propped up his upper body, leaned against the head of the bed, looked up at Rong Yu, "Xiao Yu, don't you think you are cruel to me like this?"

"...Then I'll disappear, bro. I won't make you angry anymore." Rong Yu pursed his lips tightly,

"I'll call An Yuan over."

"Then call a housekeeper to help you clean up the bathroom."

"Let Xiaoyue bring you breakfast."

"I took the clothes down and washed them, and let Xiaoyue bring them up for you after they were dried."

"Brother..." Rong Yu bent down and picked up the wet clothes on the ground, lowered his head, "I'm sorry."

Xia Kuancheng turned his head, his shoulders and chest shrugged, "Go, I'll change my pants."

"Well, I'm leaving, brother." Rong Yu turned around, took a deep breath, and strode out of Xia Kuancheng's room.

The sound of the door being locked and closed was like a whistling heavy hammer, hammering on Xia Kuancheng's body and also on his heart, smashing his heart to pieces. He knelt and lay on his stomach with his face Pressing against the cold ground, I tried to pick up the lump of flesh and stuff it back, but I couldn't pick up even a single bit of it, it was already broken into slag.

He couldn't help but howl loudly, until he couldn't cry anymore.

His throat was broken from crying, and his mouth was full of blood.The chapped lips were also broken, and the crack seemed to be cut by a knife. The more I cried, the bigger the crack became.

It hurt, but Xia Kuancheng couldn't feel it, so he could only cry until the tears dried up, leaving the white mark of Qiu Mo on his face.

Why was he reborn and returned to Rong Yu's side? He thought that God had treated him kindly and gave him a chance to come back to make up for it. Only now did he realize that God had no intention of letting him go.

What he did wrong in the last life, I don't know how many lifetimes God will punish him to pay back.

If it hurts this much, this time is enough.The pain was so painful that he would rather drown in the bathtub without knowing it last night.

Xia Kuancheng changed his pants mechanically, and gently stroked the edge of the bed, where Rong Yu was sitting just now.Rong Yu's pants were also wet, and a small piece was wet on the edge of the bed. His trembling fingers slid across the small piece over and over again, and Xia Kuancheng closed his eyes again...

After arranging Xia Kuancheng's breakfast and wet clothes, Rong Yu took out his cell phone and called An Yuan.

The other end of the phone was very quiet, An Yuan lowered his voice, "Old Rong, what's the matter?"

"Brother Kuan is going to the hospital, come and pick him up." Rong Yu said.

"What's wrong with Xia Kuancheng?" There was the sound of moving the chair on the other end of the phone, and a sentence far away from the microphone, "You guys discuss first, I'll answer the call." Then there was the sound of opening and closing the door.

"He drank too much, soaked in the bathtub all night, I think he has a fever, his body is so hot." Rong Yu said.

"Where is he? A hotel?" An Yuan asked.

"No, what are you doing in the hotel, at his own home." Rong Yu said.

"I saw what you said about the bathtub, and I thought he was in a hotel," An Yuan said, "No, why do people who don't know how to drink drink so much? With you?"

Rong Yu switched hands to hold the phone, but did not speak.

"He's at home, so why don't you go with him? I still have time to go there," An Yuan didn't understand. "You go with him to the hospital first, and I'll go to the hospital too. We'll meet at the hospital."

"He doesn't want to see me now, I made him angry." Rong Yu said.

"You? Made him angry?" An Yuan snorted, "How is it possible? Can he be angry with you? He's going to be crazy after drinking too much."

"I can't explain a few sentences, can you come here?" Rong Yu asked.

"That's enough. I'm in a meeting to discuss that fucking food variety show. Everyone is there. It's inappropriate for me to run away now." An Yuan said.

"I..." Rong Yu thought for a while, "Okay, okay, you hurry up and come to the hospital, Central Hospital, I will accompany him later."

Xiaoyue came down with a bowl, and the bowl was still full of Xiaolongbao, "Brother, Brother Kuancheng only ate one bun and drank the mung bean soup."

"Yeah, I got it." Rong Yu glanced at the bowl, "I won't come back for lunch, so tell grandpa."

"I don't eat at home either. I'm going to Peiyou today, and I'll go to my classmate's house after training."

"Oh yes, you said that," Rong Yu was looking for the car keys by the cabinet in the entrance, "Be polite when you go to someone else's house."

"know."

After finding the car keys, Rong Yu went out, went up the stairs, and took out his phone to call Yan Xiao.

After two or three rings, the phone was connected, and the voice on the other end of the phone muttered, "Good morning, boyfriend. Why are you calling me so early? Miss me?"

The clear voice was like magic, and it made Rong Yu laugh out loud, "The sun is drying my ass, don't get up yet."

"Hey, how do you know I didn't get up? Are you watching me?" Yan Xiao said loudly, "Kiss you."

As if being kissed for real, Rong Yu raised his hands and rubbed his face, it was a little hot.

"Why don't you kiss me back? It's rude." Yan Xiao waited.

"Oh, let me tell you something serious." Rong Yu continued to rub his face.

"Kissing me is also a serious matter. You kiss me first."

Rong Yu had nothing to do with him, so he let out a soft "beep".

"What's serious? Tell me." Yan Xiao was satisfied.

"Can you find Yu Mo now?" Rong Yu asked.

"What do you want him for?" Yan Xiao asked.

Rong Yu told Yan Xiao about Xia Kuancheng's situation.Last night, Yu Mo was with Xia Kuancheng all the time. Yan Xiao understood immediately, and agreed to Rong Yu very clearly, "You go to the hospital first, and I will take Yu Mo with me, and I will be there soon."

"Alright, hang up."

"Hey—wait." When Rong Yu was about to hang up the phone, Yan Xiao called again.

"What's wrong?" Rong Yu asked.

"Let me call 120 for you." Yan Xiao said.

"A big man calls 120 for a cold? There's no need for that." Rong Yu replied.

"Let's call one."

"Why? He doesn't need oxygen, and he doesn't need emergency treatment. What is it called 120? If you don't need 120, I can go with him." Rong Yu said.

"Then you are not allowed to be touched by him, and you are not allowed to touch him," Yan Xiao said confidently, "You are not allowed to touch men other than me...not even women."

The corners of Rong Yu's mouth turned up, and now he wanted to rub Yan Xiao violently, cleared his throat, and said quietly, "I see you are very happy hugging each other at the bar, you are more than just touching Let’s talk about it, how can we get him to the hospital without touching him, and blow him over in one breath?”

Yan Xiao: ...you are not allowed to turn over old scores when you are in a relationship.

"You don't allow the one on the left and the one on the right. Why didn't I find you so troublesome before?" Rong Yu deliberately teased him through the phone, "How many more do you not allow? You make me so tired."

There was no sound from the phone, and after a while, Yan Xiao's muffled voice came over, "I don't care, I just don't allow it, anyway, I don't allow this, and I don't allow that. I'll come here now and help you take Xia Kuancheng to the hospital. give me the address."

Rong Yu: Are you coming?Well then, Wisteria Gardens.

"Wisteria Garden? You live with Xia Kuancheng?" There was a loud movement on the other end of the phone, as if something had rolled off the bed.

"Yes, we live together. If you want to come over, come here quickly. I'll wait for you." Rong Yu hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

--------------------

The author has something to say:

Strictly chant the scriptures: I am not angry, I am not angry, and no one will replace me when I get sick...

Rong Rong: What's the smell?