Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

When he said this, Fu Yuhan seemed to think of something, his eyes were wandering, as if he was looking at a place far away.

A little incandescent light from the 24-hour canteen outlines his silhouette. Both the high nose bridge and the lip line are beautiful, even the fleeting depression in his eyes.

Wen Yu stared at him for a while.

With the little girl beside him, Wen Yu didn't want to make trouble for Fu Yuhan, so he didn't dare to make too bold movements.After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and squeezed the other's fingertips.

Fu Yuhan's fingertips hanging by his side were always slightly cool.

Startled, the light in his eyes turned slightly, and he glanced over coldly——

Then he put on a little smile, as if telling Wen Yu not to worry.

"Anyway, you think too much." Fu Yuhan didn't intend to talk to the little girl about those musty old things, he lowered his head and rubbed her hair, "I'll take you back to the hospital first, okay?"

Qin Xiaolu shook her head and shrank back.

"Even if you don't want to be treated, you have to go back to the hospital first. Your parents will be worried if they find out." Fu Yuhan thought for a while, "Otherwise, I'll take you back, and I'll talk to Uncle Qin later, what's the matter?" Let's discuss it, okay?"

"Mom won't agree... She scolded me when she came to the hospital yesterday..." Qin Xiaolu was very frustrated.

"What are you afraid of?" He paused, "Brother is here."

He put his hand on the little girl's head, his back straightened like a green pine tree, his eyes fell, and his long and thin eyelashes cast a quiet shadow.

There is a kind of strength in the silence, as if as long as he is there, everything will be fine.

Wen Yu laughed silently.

His boyfriend is probably a big shot, the kind who can protect others from wind and rain.

It's not convenient for Fu Yuhan to walk right now, and the little girl is not in good health. Wen Yu thought for a while, patted Fu Yuhan, and asked in a low voice: "Shall I call a taxi first? I guess I'll have to wait in the middle of the night."

"Okay." Fu Yuhan glanced at him.

When he left, Fu Yuhan bent down again, comforting Qin Xiaolu softly.

The little girl just resisted in a daze, but it wasn't that difficult to persuade. From her mouth, Fu Yuhan heard many things that he didn't quite understand.

For example, in order not to disturb Fu Yuhan's senior year review, the good-tempered Uncle Qin once quarreled with He Yan. In the end, Uncle Qin gave up a part-time job just to spend more time in the hospital with him.

For example, Qin Xiaolu's condition was not optimistic. He Yan broke down and cried many times in the hospital. On the doctor's suggestion, Uncle Qin sent her to the psychiatric department.

Originally, after treatment, He Yan's condition improved, but yesterday, when Qin Xiaolu tentatively asked "can I go home", He Yan lost control again.

She didn't dare to scold Qin Xiaolu, for fear of stimulating her daughter's heart, she smashed many things in the ward instead.

For a little girl, a mother like that is very scary——

"It's okay." Fu Yuhan rubbed her head, "If she scolds you again, brother will scold her for you. I will try to visit you after school in the future - go back first, okay?"

"Then you have to tell Dad for me."

"it is good."

So Qin Xiaolu opened her big eyes and nodded.

When the two brought Qin Xiaolu back to the hospital, there were chaotic and hasty footsteps in the inpatient department in the silent late night, some people made calls in low voices, some people whimpered in low voices, and everyone's expressions were ugly.

Fortunately, soon a nurse saw the little girl hiding behind Fu Yuhan.

The nurses should come forward to greet them, and those who should call someone to call someone——

Qin Xiaolu ran away secretly in the middle of the night. When she left, only half of the lights in the corridor were lit. There was only one drowsy nurse on duty in the nurse's station. She had never seen such a big battle before, and her already nervous mood was so frightened. Started to gasp for breath.

Now the nurses didn't bother to blame, and all the ventilators were on.

After a period of chaos, the little girl finally stabilized.

Fu Yuhan held on to his demeanor, not letting Wen Yu carry his back, walked to the hospital bed and sat down by himself, holding Qin Xiaolu's hand.

The little girl was weak since she was a child, and she hadn't been outside much. She was timid and kind-hearted. Seeing that her self-willedness caused many people to work overtime late at night, she felt guilty and became afraid.

In fact, it is quite understandable, Fu Yuhan thought, Uncle Qin is dull and talkative, and He Yan is mostly in charge of the family. With such a strong mother, it is normal for a little girl to be timid.Fortunately for him, He Yan was not so crazy back then——

"What are you thinking?" Wen Yu looked at him, and naturally touched the back of Fu Yuhan's neck with his hand.

In the past, when he touched like this, he always had to be caught in other movements, rubbing it speciously, but now he can be open and above board.

Moreover, Fu Yuhan will not run away.

"It's nothing." Fu Yuhan shook his head, turned his head to look at him, gave him a small smile, and mouth-shaped him at an angle Qin Xiaolu couldn't see, "We'll talk about it when we go back."

Wen Yu likes this kind of intimacy.

It's a pity that the time of intimacy was too short. Not long after, Lao Qin hurried in from the outside.

"Xiaolu——Xiaohan?" There were other people in the ward, and he didn't dare to make too much noise. When he came in, there was still a layer of sweat on his forehead, "Why are you here?"

"Xiaolu came to look for me." He glanced over coldly and said softly, "Don't worry, Xiaolu is fine."

"This kid! Why is there such a fuss? I went home and went to sleep. When I received a call from the hospital, I ran back quickly," Uncle Qin suppressed his anger. Check the monitoring in the past, and plan to call the police!"

Qin Xiaolu shrank into the quilt.

"It's okay." Fu Yuhan patted her and stood up, "Uncle, let's go out and have a chat, let Xiaolu sleep first."

"also."

Fu Yuhan walked out slowly.

Although his walking posture is extremely dignified, his speed is so slow that people can see that he is uncomfortable at a glance.Uncle Qin turned his head and watched Fu Yuhan come out with the support of another tall young boy, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with your leg?"

"It's okay," Fu Yuhan said, "I was scratched by a dog during the day."

Wen Yu: "..."

This person, still remember the hatred of "being beaten by a pig"?

Really narrow-minded.

"Dog?" Uncle Qin frowned, "Have you been vaccinated?"

"It doesn't matter, the domestic dog is very safe." Fu Yuhan took the topic away, "Let's talk about Xiaolu, Xiaolu told me...she was a little worried about you, and felt that she was a drag on the family, so she ran away because she didn't want to continue the treatment. of."

Uncle Qin's expression suddenly became serious.

"Uncle, tell me the truth," Fu Yuhan said, "What's wrong with Mom?"

Uncle Qin's eyes flickered, and he moved to Wen Yu: "This is...?"

"Hi Uncle, I'm Fu Yuhan's classmate, named Wen Yu." The words he had thought up before were not wasted. I do homework at home, and I sleep at home when it’s too late.”

Uncle Qin: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble." Wen Yu shook his head, behaved like a good student.

Fu Yuhan couldn't understand his pretentiousness, so he interrupted Uncle Qin's greetings: "Just tell me, Uncle, I have a good relationship with him. Besides, just like my mother, do you still pay attention to 'do not show family ugliness'?"

It's not that He Yan didn't go crazy before going to No. [-] Middle School.

"It's okay," Wen Yu backed down, "I'll go in and have a look at Xiaolu."

When he went in, Fu Yuhan looked at Uncle Qin's face again.The other party's face was pale, his lips murmured for a moment, and finally he sighed: "... bipolar disorder."

"Well," Fu Yuhan said, "no wonder."

Situation is tight--

He Yan needed treatment when she was ill, and the treatment cost money; Qin Xiaolu hadn't improved all the time, and she was suspenseful because of spending money; Lao Qin didn't want to delay Fu Yuhan's homework, and while working two or three jobs, he had to come to the hospital to accompany him in bed.

Fu Yuhan glanced at Uncle Qin's temples, there was faint grayness there.

Clearly he was only in his 40s.

The decadent middle-aged man leaned against the wall and sighed helplessly.Fu Yuhan thought for a while, then asked curiously: "If the money is really not enough...why don't you sell the house?"

"Your mother disagrees, and neither do I."

"So why?"

Lao Qin raised his eyelids, looked at Fu Yuhan with a sad expression: "Xiao Han, don't you really understand?"

"Ok?"

"That house...is the down payment of the compensation that your mother got when she got divorced. Later, when she repaid the loan, she also embezzled the money from your father when she couldn't make money; no matter what, it's all part of you. Uncle Qin said, "We can't sell the house to Xiaolu for medical treatment, it's not fair to you."

Fu Yuhan blinked.

To be honest, he was a little surprised by this answer.

Maybe a few years earlier, when he was still looking forward to He Yan, he would have been more moved.

But now, this sentence is like a box of expired candy, he knows it is sweet, but he really can't taste it.

"Uncle." He thought for a while, "I'm working outside on the weekends, so it's not a big problem to pay my own living expenses; if I can get into a good school and save some tuition fees, maybe I can earn tuition fees during the summer vacation. I don't care... …the family house.”

For him, the small house that has not been heard of in that place can give him a better sense of belonging.

Only the place where I want to go back is called a writer, and the rest are external objects——

"You don't care because you are young and you don't know the value of money. Young people are always a little idealistic, I understand." Uncle Qin sighed wearily, "Besides, Xiaohan, you don't have to care, we can't mess around ah."

"Xiaolu doesn't even want to be treated anymore. I can't just wait for her to die. That house has increased a lot in the past few years, right? Sell it for some money... Didn't you plan to take her to the big hospital in the capital? It's a place to spend money." Fu Yuhan lowered his eyes, with no emotion on his face, "Uncle, I'm an adult, I'm a man; Xiaolu is my sister no matter what."

He is no longer that timid little boy.

He has his own umbrella in the wind and rain; he might as well give a coat to the little girl who is watching him.

"Xiaohan..."

"You can discuss this matter with your mother," Fu Yuhan thought for a while and said, "Don't scold Xiaolu for running out today, she was scared enough, and she did it because she was worried about you... I will come back after school tomorrow Look at her, I will go back today."

"Go home?" Lao Qin raised his head, "I'll take you along the way?"

"No need, I live at Wen Yu's place, close to the school, and I have to go to class tomorrow. I'll go say hello to Xiaolu." After he finished speaking, he walked slowly back into the ward.

Fu Yuhan and Qin Xiaolu promised to come to see him tomorrow afternoon, bid farewell to the depressed Uncle Qin, slowly left the hospital, and went downstairs to take a taxi.

After tossing around like this, by the time I returned to that warm home, it was already a quarter to four in the morning.

Wen Yu put Fu Yuhan down, immediately took off his coat to mend the shower he had been dragging on, and said as he walked, "I think your sister seems a little smart."

"Huh?" Fu Yuhan poured himself a glass of water.

Wen Yu pinched his throat, imitating the tone of a little girl: "She just asked me, 'Brother, are you my brother's boyfriend'?"

"...cough, cough, cough," Fu Yuhan choked on the water, "What?!"

"She said she saw us pinching fingers, and said that boys don't pinch fingers between boys. I don't know if she has seen too much." Wen Yu smiled for a while, then sighed suddenly, and turned around to ask before going into the bathroom, "Is there really no cure for her illness?"

Such a cute little girl, it seems a pity to lose her like this.

"There is no suitable organ, and heart replacement surgery is very expensive, and it may not be successful... She was not well developed in the mother's womb, and there was something missing in the organ." Fu Yuhan was not too emotional, "At that time, I was young. Too young, they refused to tell me, so I eavesdropped on the general idea... Besides, I don’t know anything about medical treatment.”

"Then what did you say to your uncle just now?"

"Tell them to sell the house." Fu Yuhan took a sip of water and slowly moved towards the open bathroom.

Wen Yu had already taken off his clothes, he was not as introverted as Fu Yuhan, in order to talk to his boyfriend, he didn't even close the bathroom door.

As soon as Fu Yuhan walked over, he admired his boyfriend's naked muscles.

This person looks thin, and the clothes under his clothes are quite thick, no wonder I feel that I can't match my strength several times——

"Sell the house?" Wen Yu glanced at him, "Is it nice?"

"Okay, when did you practice?"

"Usually," Wen Yu said, "the first thing I do when I move here is to find a gym."

While watching, Fu Yuhan took a sip of water slowly, and before he turned on the tap, he said lightly, "I think they don't have enough money, so it's better to sell the house, maybe there will be a new treatment method in another place. Anyway... To put it bluntly, they lived at home less than in the hospital."

"Hey, Brother Yu," his eyes flickered, "They sold the house, and I'll be homeless...Would you take me in?"

Wen Yu pushed open the bathroom door, walked over to kiss him in two steps.

"Where I am is your home, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Fu Yuhan smiled lightly.

It was nearly five o'clock before they lay down on the bed again.

When Fu Yuhan was a light sleeper, he got up early at this time, but today he just rested, and he was really tired.After thinking about it, he took his phone and set a wake-up alarm clock for a long time, preparing to sleep for an hour.

Wen Yu groped and arched over, put his arms across his body, and sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose on the side of his neck.

"You were in a bad mood when you told Xiao Lu about your mother just now." He said, "Can you tell me?"

Fu Yuhan was a little sleepy, his neck was itchy from his sniff, and he pushed him with a smile: "Uncle Qin just told me that she has bipolar disorder."

"what."

"Do you find it strange why I would rather be with her than go to my dad's?"

"Because your father's house is too far away from me?" Wen Yu guessed.

Fu Yuhan punched him backhanded.

"No, no, why beat someone." Wen Yu muttered, "You are domestic violence, I can sue, I will tell you."

"Then you go."

"Go tomorrow," Wen Yu pecked him on the cheek, "I sentence you to my house for life."

Fu Yuhan laughed angrily at him.

After laughing for a while, he continued: "When the two of them had a deep conflict, Fu Xuecheng didn't say a word to He Yan. Do you know that feeling of suffocation? My mother's voice is the only one at home..."

Because he was sleepy, he closed his eyes while talking, as if he had nothing to do with himself, telling a story from a long time ago.

Cold violence.

The more emotional He Yan was, the more Fu Xuecheng ignored her and lost his way.

"Her personality changed a bit at that time, but at that time, she didn't go to work, so she often accompanied me." Fu Yuhan said, hugging Wen Yu with his backhand, rubbing his face against him, "Brother Yu, you are sick At that time, is it the person who likes to give you money to go to the hospital and doesn’t care about you anymore, or the person who brings tea and water by your bedside to take care of you, but unfortunately curses?”

"Of course I choose the hospital." Wen Yu was very calm, "Isn't the hospital more useful?"

Fu Yuhan chuckled lightly, leaning on him and fell asleep: "I also choose the hospital when I'm awake, but when I'm really sick, to be honest, I can't crawl to the hospital by myself even if you give me money."

Sickness makes a person vulnerable, and it is better to have a pair of hands at your fingertips.

Wen Yu kissed the skin on his shoulder and neck, and said softly, "At that time, I will accompany you to the hospital."

"I know, I didn't mean you..." Fu Yuhan said in a daze, "My dad will never come home, so what's the use of giving money..."

Of course the money is useful, you little fool.

Wen Yu glanced at his sleeping face in disbelief, placed a light kiss on his forehead, and then fell asleep.

He has no position to laugh at Fu Yuhan, Wen Yu thought.

In fact, he also walked alone for a long time, just to find someone who could pull him out of the horns.

I really like him.