Me who fears women travels with beautiful girls

When Huo Yu talked about personal matters, Song Wenbin had a hundred fantasies. He even fantasized about the scene where his ex-husband really existed and then he started pretending to be a slap in the face. But when he saw the skinny old man in front of him, he couldn't help but his heart twitched.

This guy was already skinny and skinny, with tubes inserted everywhere in his body, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

He has met Sutina's father and has been with his father all year round. Although Song Siping is nearly 60 years old, he can still spend a whole day in front of the computer reading stocks, or at the urging of his wife, he reluctantly cleans the house and lies on the wooden floor to wipe it non-stop. Not to mention Sutina's father. The last time he drank, he almost fell to the ground. He was as strong as a cow.

But Huo Yu was similar in age to them, so how could his father be in this state?

"Your dad...isn't...in there...?" Song Wenbin said with concern.

Huo Yu said calmly: "He is dying recently. The prison sent him out for treatment, but as the Chinese New Year is approaching, the hospital nurses are on holiday, so I have to take care of him here for a while."

Her voice was calm, as if she was not talking about her father, but a complete stranger.

Song Wenbin was dumbfounded. Huo Yu said she was bringing him to Hong Kong to see some processing factory, but in fact she was bringing him to see her father. This made him a little confused. Why didn't she just tell him directly.

"What's going on with him...?" he asked.

"Uraemia." Huo Yu said calmly.

"Late stage?"

Song Wenbin asked, the old man on the bed was really not in a good state.

"Yes."

"Is there anything I can do?" he asked.

"I want you to help me and take turns. When the nurse goes to work in the spring, we will go back." Huo Yu said softly.

"Okay, let me take care of it," Song Wenbin said.

A smile finally appeared on Huo Yu's calm face. She lightly hit Song Wenbin on the shoulder: "Not bad, it's much easier to talk to than I thought."

"Is there any reward?" Song Wenbin chuckled.

Huo Yu stuffed the roast goose into his arms and said, "If you haven't done anything yet, you will be rewarded. If you don't do well, there will be punishment."

Punishment...hospital...Huo Yu...

It was so perverted. Song Wenbin quickly extinguished the fantasy in his mind and said seriously: "I will definitely take good care of uncle."

Although things developed beyond expectations, Song Wenbin quickly accepted Huo Yu's arrangement. There is no doubt that he has some ulterior motives for Huo Yu, which drives him to begin his endless slide into the abyss of dog-licking.

He didn't know how long this guy had been sick, but he never woke up. It wasn't until the doctor came for dialysis in the middle of the night that he reluctantly woke up from his sleep and saw Huo Yu and Song Wenbin next to him.

The meeting between Huo Yu and his father was not like any tear-jerking scene in a TV series. Both father and daughter were surprisingly cold and calm, as if the person arriving was not his daughter, but just another nurse who was changing shifts.

After the dialysis, the old man ate something, talked to Huo Yu about something he didn't understand, and then fell asleep again. At night, Huo Yu was sleepy and found a chair nearby to lie down. The old man suddenly felt urgent to urinate, so Song Wenbin quickly helped him to the toilet.

The old man didn't refuse when he helped him to the toilet. Using the light of the toilet, Song Wenbin could see the faded tattoos on the old man's arms, which were so blurry that the lines could not be seen clearly. There are two scarred marks on the tattoo, which are obviously the marks left by years of imprisonment.

He tried to ask the old man what he wanted, but the guy didn't seem to know Mandarin at all. He muttered a few words that Song Wenbin couldn't understand at all. Finally, he lay down on the bed and drank two sips of water before falling asleep again.

The old man's groggy state lasted until New Year's Eve. That night, Huo Yu bought some more barbecued meats and prepared a fairly sumptuous meal in the ward. The old man smelled the aroma of the food and finally sobered up a little. He sat up from the bed and straightened his hospital clothes.

At this time, Song Wenbin could see some brilliance from his face that was tortured by illness. Judging from the bones, the old man should have been a handsome guy when he was young, very handsome. His eyes were almost exactly the same as Huo Yu's. In a rare case, Shining brightly when awake.

However, he remained very silent. No matter whether it was Huo Yu getting him food, Song Wenbin helping him to go to the toilet, or the doctor coming for dialysis, he had nothing to say. It wasn't until after eating, when Song Wenbin started clearing the table, that he looked at Song Wenbin and asked Huo Yu, "What's your wife?"

"Yeah, my colleague." Huo Yu said calmly.

"Hey, come to the hospital."

"Well, people lead stars and don't talk nonsense."

"Huh, bring the star...mama."

The man grinned rather disdainfully.

Song Wenbin had no idea what the father and daughter were talking about, but through the man's eyes and demeanor, he could make a guess.

This made him a little unhappy, thinking that he would make the old man suffer more on the toilet this night, such as squatting for an hour without anyone helping him up.

Soon, after eating, the old man fell asleep again. After Song Wenbin packed up his things, Huo Yu said that he wanted to go out for some fresh air and asked Song Wenbin to stay and take care of his father. Song Wenbin readily agreed.

However, not long after Huo Yu left, his phone buzzed. Song Wenbin opened his phone and saw that it was Su Tina calling on WeChat.

After hesitating for a while, Song Wenbin chose to answer.

"What are you doing?" Sutina asked vehemently on the phone.

Song Wenbin thought that this sentence was a taboo for men. Nowadays, boys on blind dates can basically be sentenced to death if they say just four words: "What are you doing?"

"I'm...I'm helping with the work..." Song Wenbin said vaguely.

"What are you helping with, the processing plant?" Sutina asked curiously.

"without…"

Song Wenbin thought to himself that he had not seen any sign of the processing factory in the past two days. He even doubted whether there was really such a thing as a processing factory.

"Ah? Then why are you going to Hong Kong?" Sutina became alert.

While Song Wenbin was still thinking about how to answer, the call was hung up, and the voice call was soon replaced by a video call.

After the video was connected, Su Tina's face appeared on the video. As a top beauty, she easily controlled the lens of Apple's original camera and cast a searching look behind Song Wenbin.

"Where are you, a hotel?" she asked.

"No, the hospital..." Song Wenbin said.

"Hospital!? What are you doing in the hospital??" Sutina was startled.

"Are you okay?" Song Wenbin couldn't stand this series of interrogations.

"Well..." Sutina frowned and said in a longer tone, "Where is Huo Yu?"

"Huo Yu, I don't know, she seems to have gone out to relax." Song Wenbin said honestly.

Sutina didn't believe it. She held up the phone and wanted to put her brain through the other end of the phone.

"You shouldn't have hidden her," she asked suspiciously.

"Well, I hid her in the toilet." Song Wenbin countered, "I just finished sleeping."

Unexpectedly, Sutina immediately believed it.

"Woohoo ... your dog ..." Her eyes were red immediately, and it was sad: "I want to tell your parents."

As she said that, she turned the camera. At this moment, Sutina was at his house. She must have had New Year's Eve dinner. Her parents were sitting on the sofa in the living room watching the Spring Festival Gala.

"She's sick! If you want to know where she is, call and ask." Song Wenbin stopped Su Tina and said righteously: "I'm helping her. Her father is hospitalized and he may not go there in two days. Processing plant.”

Sutina was not very happy when she learned the truth. Instead, she gritted her teeth and lowered her voice angrily: "Okay!! You actually used a public weapon for personal use... and you deceived me like a fool..."

"What! What kind of public tool am I?"

Song Wenbin was speechless, "Her father is very ill. All the hospital nurses have gone home during the Chinese New Year. You can't let your colleague's father lie alone in the hospital. It's you. Can you just sit back and ignore it? Wait until the care is finished." It’s not too late to go to the processing factory.”

"Then why didn't she tell me? Is she afraid that I would follow and ruin your world?" Sutina burst into tears and choked in a low voice, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"That's enough of you! Come here and ask her to carry shit and wipe urine for her father!" Song Wenbin scolded with dissatisfaction: "I'm not thinking about you! I can only do this!"

When Sutina thought about it, her indignation gradually disappeared, but she was still aggrieved, pouting and unhappy.

Song Wenbin sighed, looked around, and comforted in a low voice: "Su Su, please control yourself. I have no idea of ​​having an underground relationship with my colleagues. I will film this season anyway." It’s over, we’ll talk about the rest later, just let me go.”

"You find me annoying, right?"

"Why do you women always misinterpret my meaning!!" Song Wenbin squeezed out a few words through his teeth.

"Who else among you?"

Song Wenbin:……………………

After all the hard talk, Su Tina finally stabilized her mood. After Su Tina hung up the phone happily, Song Wenbin felt like a huge castle in the air at the moment, the foundations of which had been decayed and crumbling in the long river of time.

Thinking of the thousands of fans he had at this moment, the endless gazes and attention, Song Wenbin felt very palpitated for a moment. Although the earth was so big, there was no place for him to hide. He didn't know how long he could hold on, and where he could go if the incident came to light.

He gasped for a moment in confusion, until a fit of coughing broke him away from his terrible imagination. It turned out that Huo Yu's father had woken up and was staring directly at him.

Song Wenbin quickly came to him and asked, "Is something wrong, uncle?"

"Where's Huo Yu?" he growled.

Song Wenbin understood this sentence and replied: "She is out."

The old man looked anxious and looked away.

"I'll go find her."

Song Wenbin said immediately.

Huo Yu's father nodded.

Song Wenbin came outside the ward and walked around the corridor, but did not find Huo Yu. On New Year's Eve, the entire hospital was surprisingly sparse. Except for the occasional reluctant nurse on duty, there was no one in the building. People, when passing by the window, Song Wenbin could see the shining neon lights outside, but could not hear a sound. There were no fireworks or car horns. The whole world was quiet, like a ghost.

Song Wenbin, who couldn't find anyone, called, but no one answered. This made him a little uneasy, so he hurried to a female nurse on duty and asked: "Miss, have you seen someone who is one meter tall?" Sixty-eight, a girl with black hair and a sweater."

The nurse playing with her cell phone didn't even raise her head, and pointed to the top of her head impatiently: "Go up."

went up.

Song Wenbin looked at the top of his head and thought that the hospital was not very high, so he went up the stairs to find it.

Even after searching several floors, he didn't see Huo Yu. When he reached the top floor, Song Wenbin saw a thin figure sitting on the old-fashioned air conditioner outdoor unit on the roof.

He tiptoed over and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that it was indeed Huo Yu. He scolded in a low voice, "Why don't you answer my phone call?"

Huo Yu tilted his head, unwilling to look at him. For some reason, this action reminded him of how his father turned his head away in the hospital bed just now.

He thought it was funny, so he stubbornly walked up to her and said with a straight face: "Why are you so cold?"

But when he walked in front of Huo Yu, he was shocked. Under the reflection of the city's neon lights, Huo Yu's usually carefree face was actually covered with tears.

Such an unusual situation made him quickly search his pockets. At any rate, he had a cold and fever a few days ago and always had tissues with him.

He opened the tissue and handed it to Huo Yu, but Huo Yu didn't pick it up and looked blankly at the tall buildings in the distance, like puppets.

Song Wenbin had no choice but to help her wipe the tears from her face and asked, "What's wrong, why are you crying alone?"

"I'm not crying." Huo Yu said coldly.

Song Wenbin was speechless, with tears streaming down his face. He even said that he didn't cry. His words were too harsh. But thinking of how seriously ill her father was at this moment, Song Wenbin couldn't help but feel distressed. He wiped Huo Yu's tears with a tissue and said gently: "It will definitely get better, uncle's illness."

"It won't get better."

Huo Yu said, the tears that he had just wiped flowed down again, and he gritted his teeth and said: "He did all the evil things when he was young, and now the retribution has come, he deserves it."

Song Wenbin didn't know what Huo Yu's father did when he was young, and he didn't dare to ask. He could only keep using tissues to wipe Huo Yu's tears.

After wiping for a while, Huo Yu took the tissue, took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and stopped crying.

Seeing that she was getting better, Song Wenbin leaned against the air conditioner and watched the colorful city in the night with her.

After watching for a while, Huo Yu asked, "Do you think I look like my father?"

"Are you talking about looks, or..."

Huo Yu remained silent.

Song Wenbin thought for a while and said, "You actually look a lot like your father, especially your eyes."

"A lot of people said this when I was a kid."

Huo Yu looked at the neon lights in the distance and said, "I have seen him very rarely in the past few years, but every time I see him, I feel more and more like him."

"This is a normal thing. I always hear old people say that boys are like mothers and girls are like fathers."

"Really? Aren't you afraid? He has killed people before." Huo Yu said.

Song Wenbin was shocked.

"Sometimes I think that maybe he is still alive because living is more torture." Huo Yu murmured.

Song Wenbin immediately noticed Huo Yu's implication and whispered: "Times have changed, and the environment has also changed. Now you don't need his way of living."

Huo Yu closed his eyes and shook his head in pain.

Seeing Huo Yu begin to cry silently again, Song Wenbin could no longer restrain himself and opened his arms to hug her tightly. Huo Yu's body was very stiff, but this time she did not push Song Wenbin away.