After wearing a book and becoming a stand-in, she became a fan

Chapter 35 New Year's Eve

Although Wang Yizhuo simply couldn't express a sentence clearly, the amount of information conveyed was huge.

Yu Jiu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Brother's hands are always tied... no, is there always a white cloth for Zhuo Zhuo to draw on?"

Wang Yizhuo made a 'hmm' sound, her dark eyes stared at the sparkling brushes, and she picked up a box bluntly and was about to throw it into the car.

——The child imitated everything, saw Yu Jiu throwing whatever he wanted into the shopping cart freely and freely along the way, so he followed suit.

He looks like a little adult with a straight face, very funny and cute.

Yu Jiu couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, but he couldn't smile on his face, his regular and delicate eyebrows and eyes even had a 'twilight' taste.

He couldn't help thinking about what Wang Yizhuo said before.

Why is Wang Xingquan's arm often wrapped in bandages, even so often that even Wang Yizhuo is familiar with it, such a child is familiar with it... Does he often get hurt?

If this is the case, then Wang Yizhuo's arm, which is often wrapped in bandages, allows Wang Yizhuo to "paint", his keen sense of danger, and his sophisticated and agile skills in fighting.

That's because Wang Xingquan often experienced all this, and even took it for granted.

I really don't know how he lived?Yu Jiu unconsciously selected the colorful cooked food on the counter, he couldn't help sighing, emotionally thinking——

Wang Xingquan, a college student who just graduated, was only in his early twenties, and he skillfully squeezed himself into a small house with his autistic brother.

He knows how to cook, fights, is often injured, and the movements of self-administering medicine are all routine.

Even working everywhere, full of energy...

Wang Xingquan's whole person was like a mystery, including that idiot second aunt who was full of business spirit.

But Yu Jiu remembered that he never mentioned his "family" in Wang Xingquan's mouth - as if he and Wang Yizhuo jumped out of the cracks in the rocks, parents are not important.

How did he grow up?Seemingly gentle and harmless, in reality, his sharpness is restrained, and even powerful knives and axes can't hurt his spirit.

During the whole process of visiting the supermarket in the second half, Yu Jiu pondered on this question.

It wasn't until he settled the bill that he led Wang Yizhuo out the door with a heavy bag in one hand and was shocked by the biting cold wind, and his chaotic mind just sobered up a lot.

Yu Jiu shivered for a while, sniffed his nose and squatted down to wrap the scarf around Wang Yizhuo's neck tightly, and said softly, "Zhuo Zhuo, is it cold?"

Wang Yizhuo shook his head, his face was neither white nor red with a slap, obviously very resistant to freezing.

Yu Jiu couldn't help but smile, his eyes softened a lot when facing the kid with bigger carrot head.

If half a year ago, someone told him that you would spend the New Year in the hospital with an autistic child and his elder brother six months later, then the bartender Yu would think that person was crazy.

He couldn't even write any messy scripts with big brain holes.

And now... something even more unbelievable than scripted has come true.In the twelfth lunar month of winter, he really spent New Year's Eve in the hospital with these two people.

It can be seen that things are impermanent.

However, Yu Jiu felt that such a 'novelty' New Year's Eve did not disgust him.

It took Wang Yizhuo a stroll around the supermarket and came back, at least for an hour, but what surprised Yu Jiu was that Wang Xingquan was still asleep when he came back.

He seemed to have been sleeping restlessly, his brows were always slightly furrowed, his lips and face were as pale as paper, but he was indeed asleep all the time.

Yu Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and a little uneasy called the nurse over.

——He didn't want to wake him up, but he felt that sleeping for so long was not in line with Wang Xingquan's daily schedule these days, coupled with the expression on his face that seemed to be haunted by a nightmare.

Yu Jiu called the nurse over to solve the problem.

It's just that the nurse came over to take a look, and the answer he gave was surprising: "It's nothing, the family members don't have to worry, the bottle after finishing the beating contains tranquilizer ingredients, it's normal for him to sleep for so long."

"This young man is not recovering very well. The attending doctor ordered him to add some sedatives. Even he is too disobedient. If he thinks about it without fighting, how can he look better?"

......

It turned out that Wang Xingquan's uneasy expression was the annoyance that he wanted to wake up but couldn't.

Yu Jiu couldn't help but want to laugh a little, thinking how much self-discipline this must be - he wouldn't be happy to make him wake up so late.

After another half an hour, Wang Xingquan's strong willpower finally defeated the powerful tranquilizer in the physical sense, and he woke up leisurely.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Yu Jiu sitting by the bed, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Are you awake?" Seeing Wang Xingquan's eyes opened, he sighed faintly, "This is the first time I've seen someone as dishonest as you sleeping."

"..." Wang Xingquan slowed down for a while, then spoke in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong with me?"

Could it be that he did something indecent while sleeping?Not so.

"You are disobedient." Yu Jiu raised his eyes to look at him: "You have to fight sleeping pills, you are so awesome."

......

No wonder he tried so hard to open his eyes between half-dream and half-awake, as if he had struggled with endless sleepy bugs for a century.

It turned out that he was injected with sleeping pills.

"Hey, why are you so restless? You can't even wake up at the time you set." Yu Jiu restrained his smile, looked at the thoughtful Wang Xingquan seriously, and asked a sentence that had been brewing for a long time: "Quan Brother, are your nerves...too tense?"

Is this so strict and meticulous about self-regulation, and the desire to control is so strong that even the time to sleep and open eyes must be arranged, or... a kind of extreme obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Obsessive-compulsive disorder is a very common symptom among people in modern society, and it can also be said to be a "fashionable" disease.

But forcing too much is not an easy problem to solve.

After hearing his words, Wang Xingquan stared quietly at the white ceiling of the hospital, and the corners of his pursed lips seemed to be a little tense. After a while, he slowly relaxed——

"Xiaojiu." He said softly, and the donkey's lips didn't match the horse's mouth: "Thank you."

This is still unwilling to let others explore the meaning of his heart, including his illness, everything.

This answer was within Yu Jiu's expectations, he resisted the urge to sigh, and replied freely: "You're welcome."

The three of them are used to getting along in the cramped hospital ward, even if they don't talk for a day and play their own things, the time passes quickly.

But for this New Year's Eve, it seems a bit too deserted to continue to be beautiful alone.

Thinking of this, Yu Jiu pointed to the bag on the floor and asked, "I bought something, did you think of something to eat when Wang Xingquan simply washed up, recovered his mind and sat on the bedside to eat breakfast? "

......

Wang Xingquan looked at the bag of "heavy taste" cooked food, and then at the clear millet porridge in front of him. He really felt that the donkey's lips were not right, so he shook his head.

"Okay." He refused, Yu Jiu was not surprised, and muttered: "Then let's make it the New Year's Eve dinner."

Wang Xingquan was taken aback for a moment, as if he just remembered what day it was.

New Year's Eve.

On the day of family reunion, is it possible that he can really let Yu Jiu stay with him in the hospital?

"Do you need to go home?" Wang Xingquan finished his porridge, wiped the corners of his lips with a tissue, and looked up at Yu Jiu: "After all, it's New Year's Eve, you should go back and have a look..."

Yu Jiu interrupted him: "You don't need me here anymore?"

There was silence in the ward.

After a long while, Wang Xingquan avoided his gaze, looked out the window with bright eyes, and said to no one, "Actually, I can move with one hand."

There's no reason to keep Yujiu 'tied' in the hospital, even though he's selfishly kidnapped him for several days.

It's really that this ward is too deserted... But on New Year's Eve, if you don't let people go home to have a look, it seems a little unreasonable.

"Okay." Yu Jiu looked at Wang Xingquan's indifferent appearance, he didn't know why he was a little sullen, he stood up suddenly, and said duplicity: "I'm going home."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the door of the ward without stopping.

Wang Xingquan's voice sounded behind him: "Wait a minute."

Yu Jiu immediately stopped honestly - as long as someone keeps him for a while, he is still willing to stay in this ward.Even though the wards are small and deserted, the conditions are not really good.

"Take it." It's a pity that Wang Xingquan came over and patted Yu Jiu's shoulder. The moment he turned his head, he just handed over a red envelope and said with a slight smile, "Happy New Year."

It's a New Year's red envelope, which has a high probability of being rich.

Yu Jiu was startled, a little dazed.

He hasn't received a 'lucky money' thing in about 20 years.

Their family has a strict family style, everyone is old-fashioned and boring. Chinese New Year is like going through some "walking the streets and alleys" tasks. Naturally, they don't care about their children, and they don't have the habit of giving lucky money.

It's just that before Yu Jiu was ten years old, his grandparents were there, and he would receive lucky money from the old people. After he was ten years old, he would have nothing.

When I was a child, I saw a bright red red envelope with a few banknotes inside, and I just felt that no matter how good things are in the world, they are nothing more than that.

When he grows up, he can no longer receive the New Year's money, and he thinks this thing is nothing, and he can earn hundreds of times more money than this.

It's just that I can no longer enjoy the feeling of receiving lucky money when I was a child.

Yu Jiu never thought that he could receive this kind of strange emotion from Wang Xingquan, an 'out of reach' person.

Wang Xingquan is not his relative, why should he be given New Year's money?

Yu Jiu stared at the red envelope tangled for a long time, but still couldn't resist the temptation to take it, but muttered in his mouth: "Why did you give me the red envelope..."

"Thank you for taking care of Zhuozhuo and me." Wang Xingquan said it frankly, and smiled: "Boy, just because you call me brother, I have to give you a red envelope."

To be honest, according to actual age, Wang Xingquan is a few years younger than Yu Jiu.But Yu Jiu never felt the feeling of being 'young' in Wang Xingquan, not at all.

He seems to be such a person, mature, and doing things right to the point of dripping water.

Is this innate, or is it a survival skill honed the day after tomorrow?

Yu Jiu suddenly felt very upset, squinted his eyes, and couldn't help but start arguing: "Are you addicted to being a brother?"

Said that he should call him brother, or brother Wang Yizhuo, and said before that he took care of Xiao Chi from the perspective of his brother... But Yu Jiu didn't want to be compared with those two guys.

He has never had a good temper, and sometimes he gets irritable for no reason, just like this moment.

Yu Jiu looked at Wang Xingquan's slight astonishment, snorted lightly, and seeing that he had no intention of keeping him, he lifted the zipper, turned around and left.

In fact, he was going to go home today—Yu Jiu is a person with a very 'sense of ritual', thinking about going back to the dilapidated home of the original protagonist today to paste the couplets.

It's just that he took the initiative to go back for a while, and Wang Xingquan's 'repelling people' are two different concepts.

In short, Yujiu was very upset, and when he left, the door slammed like a 'ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping'.

Deliberately made a big commotion.

Wang Xingquan listened intently and couldn't help chuckling.

After being ridiculous, it is inevitable to feel a little sad and lost.

"Wang Yizhuo." He beckoned, beckoning his younger brother to run over, and after the latter ran over with two short legs, Wang Xingquan rubbed his dog's head lovingly with his long and slender hands, muttering to himself : "It's just the two of us... This year, we will celebrate the New Year in a different place."

The strange thing is that at this moment, Wang Yizhuo, who usually never cares about others, seems to be able to understand what Wang Xingquan said.

He blinked his big eyes, still cherishing words like gold: "Where is Brother Bath?"

......

Because when Yu Jiu first got acquainted with Wang Yizhuo, the deepest impression left on him was caused by the 'bathing' incident, so Wang Yizhuo has been stubbornly calling him Brother Bathing since then.

Fortunately, he didn't call out a few times, and Yu Jiu didn't hear him.

Wang Xingquan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pinched his face: "Go home."

Well, not all of them are homeless kids like the two of them.So even if you are a bit reluctant, and you really don't want the two of you to be "lonely" in the hospital for the New Year, you have to let them go home.

"Wang Yizhuo, when will you grow up?" Wang Xingquan tidied up the things Yu Jiu bought back without complaint, looked at the piles of cooked food inside, and asked to himself: "Can I cook a meal for my brother? Um?"

Then he muttered again: "Forget it, maybe when I was eighty, I still had to cook for you."

......

Noisy adults.

Wang Yizhuo, who was sitting in front of the drawing board, blocked his ears impatiently.

After Yu Jiu returned to his deserted home for a few days, he opened the New Year's red envelope Wang Xingquan gave him.

500 yuan floated out eloquently inside, brand new and brand new cash.

In the age of networked information, few people use cash anymore, including Yujiu.It can be said that before receiving this red envelope, he hadn't seen cash for a while.

Yu Jiu blinked, looked carefully for a while as if he was studying the moles on Grandpa Mao's face, and then put the 500 yuan into the wallet.

He is too lazy to use cash, let alone rush to the Internet.

Simply use it to press the bottom of the box, right as a safe blessing.

"Happy New Year?" Yu Jiu remembered Wang Xingquan's congratulations in his ear before, and said something to himself, with a slightly sarcastic smile: "What's so happy, lonely..."

Halfway through his speech, his voice paused.

Yu Jiu suddenly remembered that he didn't say Happy New Year to Wang Xingquan just now.

That's... people have already told me, isn't it good if I don't tell myself?Is it not too formal to use WeChat?Do you want to go back and talk?Will it be too much trouble?

In an instant, five or six thoughts flashed through Yu Jiu's mind, and those who wanted to refuse or welcome in the scrambling bullet screen bubbles all expressed one meaning - I want to go back.

Why are you arguing with Wang Xingquan for a while?He also doesn't want to celebrate the new year alone.

Besides, the four words 'Happy New Year' have a shelf life, and they won't be counted after today.

Yu Jiu was thinking in a daze, but his limbs moved faster than his brain. After hanging up the couplet, he picked up the scarf that had just been thrown at the entrance and wrapped it around his neck.

Halfway through the set, Yujiu took it off again discouraged.

No, I was kicked back just now, even if I want to go back, it would be too fast, too unrestrained...

Yu Jiu pursed his lips, put down his scarf, took off his coat and prepared to take a bath.

He decided to rest and wait until night before going to the hospital to accompany the two brothers, and by the way, he also found someone to accompany him.

At that time, Yu Jiu didn't realize that something was wrong with him at all——

If he thinks about it for a while, he will feel that the actions of himself at this moment, who has always been rational to the point of being cold, can be said to be crazy.

It was not in his style at all for him to be troubled and hesitated over such a simple and trivial matter.

But Yu Jiu is indeed like this.

He was inconsistent, duplicity, and wandering expression... But he didn't realize it, and enjoyed it.

I don't know that this posture of myself is 'deeper and deeper'.

Yu Jiu has written a lot of 'emotional' scripts, but he has no idea what it's like when a person really falls into a relationship.

It's what he looks like.

He thought that he just cared a little more about Wang Xingquan, and Wang Xingquan had been implicated so badly by him, so it was normal to care about Wang Xingquan.

It's just that Yu Jiu forgot that he was extremely rigid in his previous life, he didn't have any "good buddies" at all, and he didn't know how to spell the word "crossing the line".

He's just doing what he thinks is right.

As night fell, Yu Jiu went out with two boxes of cooked dumplings—the dumplings he bought earlier were quick-frozen, and he hadn't eaten them all the time.

It would be too miserable if there were no dumplings on New Year's Eve.

There has always been this tradition in Yu Jiu's family to celebrate the New Year.

In the dark night, there was a lot of drizzle, and Yu Jiu brought two boxes of dumplings to the "disaster area" to condolences to the brothers and sisters. After getting off the taxi, he walked for a while in the hospital yard, feeling as if he was covered in wind and snow Same.

When he walked to the door of the ward, he heard the faint sound of the TV from inside. When Yu Jiu pushed the door and entered, he felt that his entire cold body was melted by the dim and warm light.

"Small wine?" Wang Xingquan was sitting on the ground with Wang Yizhuo to draw, when he heard the movement from the door and turned around, he saw Yu Jiu in a black coat at a glance.

The young man had red lips, white teeth, and black hair—even the broken hair on his forehead was somewhat wet with snow, half covering his bright eyes.There was only one pair of ruddy lips that could be seen clearly, especially on the fair face, adding a bit of ambiguity.

Wang Xingquan was stunned and surprised: "Why are you here?"

"Come to express condolences to the little poor." Yu Jiu put the dumpling box beside him, his voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of a smile: "By the way——Happy New Year."

This will probably be the most unique new year in his life.

Wearing a book, I am ten years younger, I don't know why.

Alone, helpless, living in a muddle.

However, he met such a pair of brothers by chance. They were clearly in a mess, but they gave him a feeling of home.

Yu Jiu felt that in the future, he would never have such a memorable New Year.

Wang Xingquan was silent for a long while, staring at Yu Jiu with black eyes, the smile in his eyes deepened: "Well, did you deliberately reply to what I said during the day?"

"..."

"Happy New Year." Wang Xingquan didn't mind Yu Jiu's silence, and smiled to himself, his voice warm and clear: "It's been me and Wang Yizhuo for many years, thank you for having you this year."

What he said was the truth, although this year was spent in the ward... But after all, they are not two people anymore.

The author has something to say: Brother Quan and 99 are the kind of people who are naturally attracted to each other...

It can be regarded as a chapter of the budding of feelings~