With a slam, the door was slammed, Lu Shenxing's eardrums hurt. This temper made him a baby.
At noon, a thin and tall young man in blue and white sportswear walked in with long legs. He took off his earphones and his eyes were clear, "Uncle."
Lu Shenxing raised his eyebrows. Cheng Tiandao's adopted son, Cheng Zi, a talented architect in the department of architecture, has very few plots about him, so he can only understand his future career success from the side.
He hummed.
Cheng Zi raised the bed, pressed the buttons on both sides of the bed, put the insulated bucket in his hand on the raised table, and reached out to unscrew the lid of the insulated bucket.
White hands, slender joints, round and clean fingertips, and methodical movements are pleasing to the eye.
When the porridge was taken out, it sprinkled a little, and Cheng Zi frowned and took out a tissue from his pocket to wipe his hands.
Lu Shenxing watched Cheng Zi wipe it over and over again, his eyes twitched, and when he was about to wipe it for the third time, Lu Shenxing said slowly, "There is a bathroom on your left."
As soon as his words were almost out, Cheng Zi turned and left, walking much lighter when he came out.
"Uncle, call me something."
Cheng Zi took a seat on the chair next to him, put on his headphones, closed his eyes, his face was clean and clear.
Lu Shenxing raised his active arm, held the spoon and picked up all the small green onions on the porridge, and took a sip of the porridge.
The bright sunshine came in from the window, from behind Cheng Zi to Lu Shenxing, it was warm.
A bowl of porridge was half missing, and Lu Shenxing wiped his mouth, "Cheng Zi."
No response, he raised his voice and shouted again.
Master Cheng finally raised his eyes lazily, took off the earphones on one side, and asked with his eyes.
"Help Uncle take a urinal." Lu Shenxing thought for a while, "It should be under the bed, you can find it."
A slight change occurred on Cheng Zi's face, and he couldn't hide his surprise, "What?"
"Urinal." Lu Shenxing said.
"I'm going to call for the nursing." Cheng Zi turned his head after speaking. Before he took a step, there was a man's sorry low laugh in his ear, "Can't wait."
The temperature in the ward dropped suddenly, and my uncles and nephews, who usually couldn't understand each other, looked at each other without moving.
"Fuck!" He cursed in a low voice, Lu Shenxing tried to pull his pants with his hands, his forehead was sweating, and he couldn't hold back the rhythm of bedwetting, "Help uncle quickly."
Cheng Zi tightened his lips to clean up the small table, took out the urinal, bent | down | his body stretched out his arms, his head tilted toward him, and the flaxen hair on his forehead swept, hiding the emotion of rolling in his black eyes.
Seeing him stiff and motionless, Lu Shenxing said impatiently, "Take it over."
The smell of medicine and the masculine scent intertwined and poured into his breath, unable to retreat, Cheng Zi’s forehead blue veins faintly appeared, the sound of water in his ears, as if there are thousands of ants crawling on his hand holding the urinal Go, from the arm to the half of the body, there was a layer of goose bumps.
Lu Shenxing blew a cheerful whistle, his nose made a comfortable sound, Cheng Zi immediately went to the bathroom, wishing to rub his hands off a layer of skin.
Lu Shenxing on the bed saw that the young man's hands were red, and he felt pain when he looked at him, "Go back."
Responding casually, Cheng Zi carried the thermos bucket, with no flaws in his face, but the quickened pace revealed his depressed mood, and he didn't want to wait any longer.
Out of the hospital building, Cheng Zi found out the shaking mobile phone, "Dad."
Cheng Tiandao on the other side just finished the meeting and asked uneasy, "Son, does your uncle eat a lot for lunch?"
Avoiding the oncoming motorcycles, Cheng Zi went to the next stop under the tree, "I think he has a good appetite."
"That's it." Cheng Tiandao lowered the overlapping legs. "He told his dad in the morning that he would not interact with the Luoyang kid in the future."
"Do you believe this too?" Cheng Ziqing scoffed.
Cheng Tiandao heard his son's contempt, he sighed, "Look at it, I won't know if it's true or not soon."
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Zi stood there for a while. He put his pocket in his pocket and walked towards the parking place. The old man regarded Luoyang as his lifeblood, and he was as fascinated as he was knocked on the medicine. How could he let go.
On the weekend, Cheng Tiandao called his son out of the bed and urged him to go to the hospital. He scratched his messy hair and said, "Dad, second uncle are they busy?"
Knowing what he meant, Cheng Tiandao frowned and said as expected, "Your father is the eldest brother, and the elder brother is like the father."
"That's mutual." Cheng Zi dropped a sentence and went to brush his teeth and wash his face.
This sentence evoked Cheng Tiandao's thoughts. The seven brothers, no matter how hard they were, all came through side by side together. After the day has improved, they will become alienated, and the true and the false are unclear.
After eight o'clock, the sun was very strong, Cheng Zi casually put on a T-shirt and beige slacks, and went to the hospital on a bicycle with a backpack. He parked the car, pulled out the kerchief from the backpack, wiped his hands, and made a call. .
"Sister, sorry, I have something to do in the morning, so I can't go to your company."
"It's okay, I just have other arrangements today." There was a crisp laughter on the phone, "Then I have to come next time if I have a chance. Several of my colleagues want to know you."
"Okay." Cheng Ziqing raised his eyebrows, disappointment was so obvious, he didn't understand why a woman had duplicity.
At the nurse station in the inpatient department, there were several nurses talking there, and when Qingjun's young man came here, they all looked twice more.
Cheng Zi stopped at the door, knocking on the door stagnant, and a soft voice came from inside, "Master Qi, is this strength okay?"
The next moment he heard the man's command, "Tap, go down."
Cheng Zi put down his hand and opened the door as soon as he was about to leave. The young man who came out still had unresolved blush and frustration on his face.
He noticed the gaze, and walked away awkwardly.
Cheng Zi walked in and subconsciously scanned the trash basket, bed, quilt, old man's medical coat, and pants. He was stimulated by his inexplicable behavior, and he must have been full.
Lu Shenxing, who was feeling uncomfortable, said to Cheng Zi, "You just came here, and my back is itchy. Come and help me scratch."
Cheng Zi's unwilling tone angered Cheng Zi, and he tightened his chin with a look of disapproval of "Who do you think you are?"
Lu Shenxing gave him the answer, "I am your uncle."
When the sun came out from the west, Cheng Zi raised his eyelids, "How did you let the caregiver go?"
"He can't control his own hands." Lu Shenxing sneered. "Even though my uncle likes men, he wouldn't be the one who meets him."
As soon as the extremely natural words came out, Lu Shenxing's expression was full of consternation. The tone of this statement... When did I become a gangster?Why do I not know at all?
Cheng Zi is not surprised at all. This man owns a lot of real estate, has a high-profile life, and loves to show off. He wears gold and silver to attend various occasions, for fear that some people do not know that he is rich and want to pounce on it.
But with Luoyang in, other people can only see from afar.
"Left, then left, that's right there. Try hard." Lu Shenxing half-squinted his eyes. The hand with the strokes is more comfortable to scratch than others.
The fingers moved on the old man's back, and the feeling of rubbing the skin|skin| with the fingertips made his scalp numb, and Cheng Zi felt that he could go directly to the psychiatric department later.
On the way back, Cheng Zi almost rode his bike into the river, after which he stopped going to the hospital no matter what Cheng Tian said.
Luoyang didn't show up until Lu Shenxing was discharged from the hospital.
⊙▽⊙Tomorrow v, the 4D chapter will be dropped at ten o'clock
QAQ is about to talk to some friends about breaking up again, we will meet again when we are destined~ (Don’t say hello to me, just let me cry in silence)
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