Love, Expired

This year's winter was exceptionally cold, a dozen degrees below zero, and heavy snow was accumulating.

It was the same for a year, it was so cold that the snow fell into ice. The slippery layer of ice, if you step on it, you will fall without notice.

In that year, Zhou Hao fell, his buttocks followed the ground, went to the hospital to take a film, and there was no fracture, but the old vertebra was painful, and the doctor could not help but lie down. This lie lay at home for more than two weeks, came strictly from Monday to Friday, and once at the weekend, Jiang Yuxi had to come to serve him.

I was so annoying at that time!

He was lying on the bed all day long, wanting to bask in the sun for a while, "Jiang Yuyu, go and tear up the curtains for me!" After a while I felt the sun hurt my eyes, "Jiang Yuji, hurry up and pull the curtain up ! "

Always think of one is one.

The take-out of the meal was too bad to pout, Jiang Yudi went to the kitchen and cooked two eggs, and he ate it very fragrant. After that, I ate several meals of eggs with white porridge.

In the evening, they couldn't do that kind of thing, they covered the quilt and talked. When talking about chat, all Zhou Hao was talking about, Jiang Yuzheng ignored him at all.

I was thirsty in my mouth, and it was another sentence, "Jiang Yuyu, pour me a glass of water!"

"You can't just stop?" Jiang Yuzhen was annoyed that he was annoying.

Zhou Hao didn't drink the water, and he could not take Jiang Yuzhang. Instead, he replaced his legs and feet, and kicked him out of bed.

Later, Zhou Hao's hands hidden in the duvet were restless, and he fumbled and blew the fire. The fire broke out into the liver, lungs, and heart. Jiang Yudi could no longer lie down, and immediately pressed down.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Hao squinted.

"Good thing you did!"

"Go on, I still hurt my ass."

"Turn over!" Jiang Yuzhen was already on the string.

...

That was the most pleasurable time for Jiang Yuquan. It seemed that the fish swam into the water, and the skin was close to each other, and each other was thinking about it and drowned.

Afterwards, the lunatic kept trembling, his tailbone was broken and his buttock was broken.

He leaned on the bed, with sparse eyes, thinking about the snow this year, it was so warm and beautiful. He had the opportunity to take the little madman to Zurich to see the snow scene. He had been there once and he would never forget it.

It was just this gentle thought that soon disappeared. He recovered his mind. The person beside him was no longer a lunatic, but an obnoxious paranoid.

If he hadn't recovered his consciousness at that time, he would have been fascinated, and they wouldn't have taken this step. Maybe, I can take the little madman to watch the snow this year.

...

"Yu, the moving company is here." Cheng Zixu shouted at the man standing on the balcony.

Jiang Yuhuan turned around, and in his eyes were four people in blue uniforms. They were already moving according to Cheng Zixu's instructions. It's all Cheng Zixu's things. He is used to it and wants to move to a new home.

The new ones are not as good as the old ones, and the new ones have a running-in period.

Moved back and forth five or six times, and everything in the house was almost moved.

This house in Building No. 2 was originally rented by Cheng Zixu and has now been returned. The small apartment in Building No. 5 was still left by Jiang Yuzheng and did not make any plans for it.

The two moved to a new neighborhood near A-Da. After work in the morning and evening, the company and the residence were separated by A-Da.

Today, this has become a line in Jiang Yu's daily life, with three points on the line. Every time he passed the middle point, he would look back and forth while waiting for the traffic light.

What is he looking at? He couldn't even tell himself.

When I went to the company, the girl at the front desk immediately greeted me. "President Jiang, a guest is looking for you, and the guest says his surname is Ou."

Jiang Yuzhen asked, "What about others?"

"In the parlor."

Jiang Yubi stepped forward, and as soon as he opened the door, Ou Yi turned around and glanced around, "You're good, it's postmodern."

Jiang Yu walked over with a smile, "When did you come back?"

Ou Yi complained: "I came back last week. I was looking for you to have a drink. It's too busy. My dad has completely let go now. The company has given me all the broken things. Just got empty today. "

"You have been in exile for three years and you have to celebrate today. Evening, old place."

"That's it!" Ou Yi cheered, "See you tonight, I'll go back first."

Ou Yi had known him since he was a child. The two were world friends and lived in the same compound two decades ago. This kid is a veritable stubborn master. People in the compound always say, "Ou Yi, if you are so skinny, your mother won't want you anymore. Look at the others, how good."

He always endured this meal and said that Ou Yi did not bully Jiang Yuzhen when he was a kid. Jiang Yuzhen was so wise as a young man, he didn't care, just ignored him.

Later, gradually, he also felt boring, and began to follow Jiang Yu's buttocks, and then ran, and the two children became familiar.

When Ou Yi was about eight years old, his dad went to sea to do business and his family moved away. After traveling around the country, his dad found that it was still a city, and returned with his family.

Although the two children's homes are not in the same family, they have been in friendship since childhood and have always been in touch.

Ou Yi is a typical flowery intestine, which is eaten by men and women, and the partners around him change their clothes more frequently than their clothes. When I was a freshman, I was beaten for grabbing a girlfriend. It's not his style to have revenge. The boy joined a group of people the next day and fought with each other.

Fighting group, remembered by the school. His father sent him to the United States in a fit of anger. After three years in the United States, I have mixed an undergraduate diploma, and I have become a returnee.

"A friend just came back from abroad. Don't wait for me for dinner."

Jiang Yuxi sent a message to Cheng Zixu, then left the company and drove to the old place, the jazz bar.

Ou Yi is worthy of being a prodigal son. At this moment, "Fengyuan" was playing hot with the beauties, talking about the world, causing the two girls next to him to laugh, seeing him coming up, with a hand raised, the corner of his mouth raised slightly "Yu, here!" Then Fu ear said something to the beauty, and the beauty stepped back with interest, leaving a glamorous look before leaving.

"What to drink?" Ou Yi asked.

Jiang Yu squinted at the blood red in this man's cup, and slowly said, "Like you."

Ou Yi snapped his fingers and said to the bartender, "Another **** Mary."

Surrounded by a turbulent world, the laughter of men and women indulging, and the constant dj music, the two chatted one after another. The cocktail was not fun, and they opened a bottle of Louis XIII again.

Jiang Yudi didn't like the noisy place, he rarely went. He was thinking far away, and his head was buzzing in his head a long time ago. At the cherry blossom bar, the little madman was desperately holding his hand and let him go home. What about him? What was he doing at the time ... Jiang Yu drunk a drunk of wine.

"Oh, it's okay." Ou Yiyi, "Are you thinking about it? Still thinking of a conscience-free wolf?"

Jiang Yu came up with a drink of wine, squinting his eyes, and muttering in his mouth, "I'm sorry ..."

Ou Yi patted Jiang Yuxuan's shoulders, drew in front of him, and said with a little drunkenness, "Dare to be your boy for doing wicked things!"

Then, while Yi Yi was still sober, he sent a message to the "little crying bag" in the address book--

"I am back."

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"Lao Zhou, you hid in the bathroom again to smoke!"

As soon as Sun Yiwen entered the bathroom, he smelled a smell of tobacco. On a cold day, the windows couldn't be opened. The smell gathered in a small space and could not disappear for a while.

After the convenience was finished, Sun Yiwen came out and started to chattering with the teacher.

"Why are you smoking again? You still study medicine and don't know to care for your body at all."

Zhou Hao grinned and waved at him, "Come here."

Before Sun Yiwen approached, Zhou Hao was dragged into his arms. The two hadn't been upset yet, just listening to Sun Yiwen's groan, and then he put a fart.

"Dr. Zhou, I have a bad stomach."

Then there was a crackling movement, and the bathroom door slammed shut.

Zhou Hao knocked on the door, his expression cramped, "Is it serious?"

"It's okay, just a little diarrhea."

"I'll go to the pharmacy and buy you some Berberine."

In just a few months, Zhou Hao really knew Sun Yiwen. Don't look at this boy who usually doesn't say a word. After getting familiar with you, he doesn't care about the image at all, snoring, farting, picking his feet.

Zhou Hao also discovered a secret that can't help crying and laughing. This kid can only spread cakes, and he won't make other dishes. You tell him, "Sun Yiwen, you cook today." He said to you, "What kind of cake do you want to eat today?"

Later, Zhou Hao took care of all the cooking, and he fought.

However, he was kind of distressed. In the winter, the water was very cold and cold. He did all the work of washing vegetables and dishes. The housework was divided in half. Zhou Hao was mopping the floor and he washes clothes. Or Zhou Hao washes the clothes and he was mopping.

It's so comfortable for a long, quiet day! Often lying on the bed, Zhou Hao touched the man's small earlobe, and always felt that God did not treat him. The shadow of suffering as a child faded away in his heart.

Zhou Hao returned after buying the medicine, and Sun Yiwen was no longer on the toilet. He sat idly in the living room and stared at the screen of the mobile phone. Even when Zhou Hao came back, he didn't notice.

"I'm back." Zhou Hao went to the kitchen to pour him a glass of water and passed three pills. "Does your stomach hurt? Take the pills."

Sun Yiwen's eyes were red, apparently he had just cried.

"How old a person is, and his stomach is still crying!" Zhou Hao teased him intentionally.

Sun Yiwen suddenly embraced Zhou Hao, "I'm afraid ..."

"What are you afraid of?" Zhou Hao was inexplicably nervous.

Sun Yiwen did not speak for a long time, and then said very lightly, "I'm afraid of taking medicine, and my stomach hurts ..."

The lights in the house are warm tones. At this moment, Zhou Hao looked up at the warm yellow chandeliers. The heart filled with joy in these months suddenly became bitter.

Years, don't treat me any more ...