MTL - The Decade of Deep Love-Chapter 15

Chapter 15

He Zhishu just found a barber shop, the store is not big, very warm. There are not many customers, and the next one is the Hezhishu.

"I just cut it short." He Zhishu looked at the mirror and his voice was very light. He knows that chemotherapy can cause a lot of hair loss, maybe this is the last normal hair.

The hairdresser didn't talk much, and the technique was very good. It was cut in less than a quarter of an hour. After the cut, I exaggerated: "Your hair is very good."

He Zhishu smiled and paid for it. When he pushed out the door, he was thinking of Jiang Wenxu. When the man was a student, he liked to touch his hair. The big hand went to the top and took a photo, just like touching a puppy. Jiang Wenxu also praised the good hair, black and soft.

He Zhishu gently whispered a small tune, the song he heard a few years ago. He walked on the road with a shallow smile, trying to find some energy and happiness. He Zhishu once liked Zheng Zhihua's "Sailor". He sang the tune again and again, his eyes were red and his voice was low and low: "He said that this pain in the storm..." He Zhishu began to feel that he was stupid. It is.

At the subway station, He Zhishu suddenly saw a shoe box thrown aside at the entrance, and he could hear the sound of something inside the carton. He knows that it seems to be... there are little animals.

He knows how to open the lid carefully, and the breath is all over - there are four milk cows in the cow. Was abandoned.

The favorite thing about He Zhishu is the furry little animal, but Jiang Wenxu is very sceptical about abandoning these little things. But now the hesitation of He Zhishu is not a star and a half. If no one takes these little things away in such a weather, then these four kittens will definitely not survive. Moreover, He Zhishu really wants to be self-willed.

The last one to return home is one person and four cats. He knows that he is in a good mood. He bought some goat milk powder and biscuits in the supermarket downstairs. Fortunately, these kittens looked very healthy, and they quickly slowed down in the warm interior, and the milky milk called for it.

He Zhishu cut the ropes of four different colors and gave them a line. He used goat milk powder to soften the biscuits and feed the cats. The little guys tasted good taste. The pigs went to the Hechi book, and the fingers of He Zhishu gently touched the tender and tender meat pads of the kittens. wonderful. He didn't have such a small animal in contact with him. It was so cute and dead.

When Jiang Wenxu came back in the evening, he saw that He Zhishu was asleep on the sofa, and he was carrying four furry things with small snores.

"He knows!" Jiang Wenxu frowned, standing at the door and not moving.

He Zhishu suddenly woke up: "What's wrong?"

"Who allowed you to bring this kind of thing to your home? Throw it!" Jiang Wenxu was very bad, and the briefcase was thrown at the side of the shoe. His character is very strong and he can't tolerate a bit of disobedience.

He knows that the book is coveted, and there is two points of loneliness between the eyebrows: "Where to throw?"

Jiang Wenxu is not afraid of others crossing him. He is afraid that He Zhishu will deal with him so softly that he can’t make a fire. He can only soften his tone: “Knowledge, this kind of thing is very dirty. If you grow up, it will be full of harm. The trouble is dead. You see, we don't want this kind of thing."

"I really want to raise..." He knows that his lips are not loose.

"you…"

"Jiang Wenxu, others don't know me, you still don't know? I wanted to raise it when I was young, but my family didn't agree. At that time, I was thinking that if I had a home, I would raise a dog to raise a cat."

Jiang Wenxu paused: "Hey, this has been down for more than ten years. If you haven't raised anything, you will have a good time. If you are good at raising it later, I will give you a good one."

When He Zhishu looked at Jiang Wenxu, his eyes suddenly turned red: "I don't want to be, I just want to."

"Jiang Ge, you give me a raise."

Jiang Wenxu’s heart shook and there was nothing to say. He changed his shoes and went straight to the study. He knows that he is acquiescence.

In fact, Jiang Wenxu also knows that He Zhishu is rarely self-willed. In addition to his seldom to spoil the He Zhishu at first, he gradually took everything for granted.