Chen Xiaorou suddenly screamed as if she had seen a ghost, and her head was shaking, "I don't want it, take it away, take it away!"

The nurse was frightened by the patient's overreaction, and she was confused, "Ms. Chen..."

Chen Xiaorou's eyes were red with wide open red, and tears flowed down in a thread, "Take it away! Hurry up, take the box away for me, no, throw it away, throw it in the trash can, right."

The nurse became a little scared, so she took two steps back and planned to contact Director Nie's people.

After all, this patient is Director Nie's niece, and she is very big, so she can't be involved in it.

Chen Xiaorou noticed it, and she stopped it loudly. The shelf of the infusion bottle was pulled and shaken sharply, "Don't go! Give me the things! Give me quickly!"

The nurse had already moved to the door, which was an instinctive reaction. She would act self-protection when facing unknown situations. However, due to her own professional habits, she was still comforting her, "Miss Chen, calm down."

Chen Xiaorou was talking incoherently, and she suddenly went to see the nurse and said in a very calm tone, "Go and find my uncle and give him the things."

Nurse,"……"

Her eyes were full of sympathy when she looked over. The famous beauty in T City actually had such a problem. She lost her legs and had her spirits. I don’t know if any man would marry someone back to her for his ancestors to offer her.

The nurse didn't stay for too long and quickly opened the door and went out.

Chen Xiaorou wiped her face, staring at the door, looking highly alert, as if a bloodthirsty beast would break in there at any time, and a fierce ghost who came to the door to seek his life.

On the day of Xiaonian, Huang Danyi got up early. He was pulled by Nie Wenyuan to clean up and downstairs to welcome the new year.

It was white outside, and there seemed to be a huge white sheet on the ground, which was still new. The color was too white, and it made people want to lie on it and roll a few times when they saw it.

Huang Dan didn't want to get out, so he took a shovel to shovel the snow at the door. He didn't feel cold, but instead felt sweaty.

Nie Wenyuan's shout came from the living room. Huang Dan leaned his shovel under the eaves. He changed his rubber boots and went back to the house, "What's wrong?"

"Come here and help the chair."

Nie Wenyuan stood on the chair and wiped the lights. A piece of his sweater sleeve was rolled up, revealing his strong wheat-colored arms. He had glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, and his expression was serious and serious. "Support it, don't get distracted. Your uncle is old and prone to flash to his waist."

I was in my thirties and was in my prime. Before I could grow old, I started to grow old. When I got old, I still don’t know what it looked like.

Huang Shan pressed his hands on both sides of the chair, "Isn't my waist good?"

Nie Wenyuan heard another meaning in his words, "Don't worry, some things are not a problem. If you don't believe it, we can give it a try."

Huang Dan looked up and said, "Don't talk anymore, just wipe the light first."

Nie Wenyuan wiped it carefully. He had obsessive-compulsive disorder, but he still controlled the details. He wiped it with a small light and a small light on the edge.

Huang Dan's neck was sore, "Forget it, I'll do it."

Nie Wenyuan whispered, "Xiaoyu, please hold the chair and don't talk."

Huang Dan seemed to see a stubborn old man, not listening to advice and being annoying. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't hold it tight and laughed out loud.

Nie Wenyuan listened to the laughter and looked down unconsciously. As a result, his hand shook and the person turned around, shaking and jumped off the chair.

Huang Shanxin was still scared, "Is the wound okay?"

Nie Wenyuan didn't say anything. He covered his abdomen with a painful expression on his face.

Huang Dan helped the man to the sofa, "Let's lean back and I'll show you the injury."

Nie Wenyuan grabbed his hand, pinched it before letting go, "Stop looking, I have a sweater outside, a shirt inside, and a autumn jacket inside, all of which are pierced into my pants, so I'm having trouble."

Huang Dan said it was not troublesome.

Nie Wenyuan reached the half bag of cigarettes and matchbox on the coffee table, "Then look, after reading it, put all the clothes back into my pants."

When you tie your clothes, you have to touch the waist of your pants. It is not a safe place nearby. There are beasts lying here, which is very dangerous.

Huang Dan stood up, "Forget it, I won't watch it anymore, please."

Nie Wenyuan, “…”

Huang Dan took away the rag that was thrown on the table, and stood on the chair, only to find that he was not big enough and could only wipe the remaining part on tiptoe.

As soon as Nie Wenyuan stuffed the cigarette into his mouth, before the match was opened, he saw the young man shakingly brushing the light. The cigarette beside his mouth shook for a while and hurriedly hugged the person down.

This really touched the wound, and the pain on the face was also real.

The story of the wolf coming did not appear. Huang Dan nervously helped the man away, took the medicine box to change the gauze for him, and then went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water and brought it over, "Lying down, if you have any instructions, I'll do the hygiene at home."

"You did it?"

Nie Wenyuan took a sip of water, pursed his thin lips, and there was a little water on it, "You can fall even if you drag the floor, it hurts to death."

Huang Shan was stunned.

Nie Wenyuan was also stunned.

Huang Dan looked at the man and said slowly, "Has I dragged the floor with you?"

Nie Wenyuan frowned, as if he couldn't remember it. He was confused for a few moments, "A person's memory will decline when he reaches one age."

Huang Dan bent down and looked up at the man's eyes.

Nie Wenyuan looked at the enlarged face, so close that even a layer of fur on the young man's face could be seen. He pinched the other person's face with one hand, "Hmm?"

Huang Dan said seriously, "Don't say that you are old, I don't like to listen."

When he listened, he would always think about the four words "living and separation" of life and death. As he thought about it, his heart would be uncomfortable and he would be so upset.

Nie Wenyuan pushed aside a few strands of hair on the young man's forehead, rubbed the cinnabar mole on the edge of his eyebrows, and kept the lips on for a while, "Okay, I won't talk about it anymore."

Huang Dan pushed the man away and continued to stare at him, as if he couldn't see enough.

Nie Wenyuan's face was solemn, "Xiao Yu, stop looking at it."

Huang Dan found that a large piece of the man's pants appeared, so he took a step back and stood up straight.

Nie Wenyuan finished drinking a glass of water, and a drop of water dripped down his firm jaw, slid across his rolling Adam's apple, and buried it in the collar of the gray thick-lined sweater.

Huang Dan was a little dry and rational, and he was not seduced by sex.

Nie Wenyuan stood up and continued to clean the lights. After wiping, he went to wipe the table and mop the floor. "Are you ready tonight's New Year's Eve?"

Huang Dan said, "It's not going well yet."

Nie Wenyuan rubbed his forehead.

I also rub the yellow singles. I saved up the points very slowly. Now I can only buy three pieces, and the amount of them can be made once is not enough. What's more, they have to do it a few times a night. It would be great if there is an activity. As long as there is one, he will be very confident to get the reward.

The little New Year is not enough, maybe it can, Huang Dan said, "Your wound has not healed yet."

Nie Wenyuan rubbed the edge of the table back and forth. He didn't look up and his eyelids were half-hung, "Xiao Yu, this excuse is not OK, change it."

Huang Dan said, "It's not an excuse, it's me that I'm worried about your body. If the injury is cured, I will feel at ease."

Nie Wenyuan's movements of wiping the table suddenly stopped. He looked up and his voice was low, "Crying?"

Huang Dan didn't cry, his eyes were dry, but there was a hint of crying in his voice, maybe he recalled something sad.

Throwing away the rag, Nie Wenyuan reached over with one hand, walked around the back of the young man's neck, lifted his collar, lifted him in front of him, sucked him into his arms, rubbed his soft hair, rubbed his white ears, and then touched his warm and humid lips.

Huang Dan leaned against the table, he wrapped around the man's waist, and his breathing was rapid after being kissed.

Nie Wenyuan stepped back from the young man's mouth, his tongue tip swept across his slightly swollen lips, his forehead pressed against him, and a hot and heavy breath sprayed on his face, "Xiaoyu."

Huang Dan saw his shadow in the man's pupils and deep desires. He didn't know when he would break through many obstacles, and his posture seemed to be about to ride the wind and waves and turn the clouds and rain.

At this moment, Nie Wenyuan's cell phone rang.

Huang Dan said, "I'll go to the bathroom", and he left quickly.

Nie Wenyuan took a look at the line number displayed on it, and sat on the sofa, pressed the answer button and listened while restraining something.

Grandma Wu called Nie Wenyuan's phone and asked him if he knew where Chen Yu was. The voice was very urgent, "Wenyuan, if you know, please hurry up and ask that kid to go home. Your sister kept crying on the phone, and she was looking for him to go crazy."

Nie Wenyuan said, "Okay, I will check it."

Grandma Wu heard him say this and breathed out, "Your sister's life is so hard. She trained her eldest son to be a college student. She fell off her bike before she could make a name for herself. She was a beauty when she was young. She has always been the leader in the art troupe. She danced so well. No one expected... She broke her legs. God is blind. She didn't deal with people with no conscience, but hurt two children with excellent character like that."

She choked on the other end of the phone, "Wenyuan, you have to pull your sister this time, otherwise I think she really won't be able to survive."

"And your little nephew, now his family needs him. You must educate him well and ask him to be more careful, but don't waste your time, otherwise the family will be gone, and his father will feel disappointed when he watches under the ground."

Nie Wenyuan said, "Ma Wu, is there anything else?"

Grandma Wu didn't hear anything strange, "Why don't you tell me about your second sister taking Xiaowei back to her hometown? I took a basket of eggs to see her. I happened to see her, an old sister, only to know about it."

Nie Wenyuan said, "I don't know about this."

Grandma Wu was nagging on the other end, "It's true that I went back to my hometown quietly and didn't even say hello. Youxiang doesn't usually look like that. Could it be that important? Wenyuan, why don't you send someone to ask about the situation? Xiaowei's illness has not yet recovered, and the mother and her life will definitely not be easy."

Nie Wenyuan's forehead was sweating, so he had no time to listen to the old man's nagging, "Ma Wu, I'll have sex first."

Grandma Wu shouted and waited, "Wenyuan, you haven't been home lately. Today is Xiaonian. Are you going to come back to eat, right?"

Nie Wenyuan said, "I'm back, your little New Year's Eve is uncomfortable."

Grandma Wu said, "How could you? When you are back, I can arrange a large table of dishes and eat an extra bowl of rice. If you don't come back, I, an old woman, faces such a big room and is lazy to cook food, and I can eat whatever I pick up."

After all, he is old, and there is loneliness and loneliness between the lines. Grandma Wu will be on the 65th day of the New Year, and will be seventy years later. Time passes quickly, and she will be unable to walk in a blink of an eye.

Grandma Wu has been devoted to taking care of Nie Wenyuan for many years. She has not married. She has no time in the early years, but later she has no thoughts. In her heart, she has no wife, but she has an amazing son. She is very proud. When she sees the Cheng couple underground, she can stand up straight and feel ashamed.

"Look at it again."
To be continued...