MTL - Your Distance-Chapter 86 Cypress

After Bo Changyi said "ting, the camera goes down a bit, I can't see it," the small speaker said: "The Bluetooth connection has been disconnected."

The line is disconnected?

Zhu Ao's head didn't move, only her eyes slowly raised to look at the ceiling. Above the second floor was Ting Shuang's bedroom.

Looking at the ceiling for a few seconds, Zhu Ao set his sight back on the completely quiet Bluetooth speaker.

The whole process was indescribable.

The carer looked at the speaker, and stunned Zhu Ao again, dare not break the silence in the restaurant.

Zhu Ao picked up the tea cup and slowly brought it to his mouth. The action stopped for a long time, and then he slowly put the tea cup back on the table. Just take it, put it, take it back and forth three times, I just can't get my mouth, and I don't drink a sip of tea.

Finally, he said, "Call Ting Shuang down for breakfast."

The nurse nodded and was about to go upstairs. Zhu Ao also said, "After fifteen minutes, no, go back in half an hour."

Young people, half an hour should be enough.

After commanding, Zhu Ao finally slowed down and could put the cup of tea in his mouth safely.

Unexpectedly, just two minutes later, Ting Shuang entered the restaurant refreshingly.

"Eat morning tea today? I just eat well at home." He sat down beside Zhu Ao with a grin, and took chopsticks to pick up a chicken feet with tartar sauce.

Zhu Ao glanced at the clock on the low cabinet, and then looked at Tingshuang who was eating happily, and his eyes became complicated. After watching Tingshuang for a long time, he asked: "Have you ever undergone a physical examination? Are you Twenty-four. "

"Has a physical examination," Ting Shuang said, "I have a physical examination every year."

Zhu Ao said, "No problem?"

Ting Shuang said, "No, I have good indicators."

Tingshuang is very healthy, but the problem is ...

Zhu Ao looked at the small speaker on the table, his eyes became more complicated.

"How do I ask this?" Tingshuang put the sausage powder with vegetables on Zhu Ao's hand. "Does our family have any genetic medical history?"

"No, no," Zhu Ao educated. "But you should pay attention to your body from the early twenties, and don't wait until you are in your thirties."

Suffice it to say that this is not enough. The son's physical examination is not allowed. He can ask questions about his daughter-in-law's physical condition. It is better not to know too much.

"Yes, it's too early to keep in good health." Ting Shuang agreed with a smile.

Previously, he was unwilling to listen to Zhu Ao's preaching and was annoying. He always felt like his subordinates were being trained by the leaders. Now he enjoys it. After eating morning tea for most of the morning, he accompanied Zhu Ao for most of the morning. When they were all done, Zhu Wenjia went downstairs, looking unmotivated.

Zhu Ao said, "Stay up late?"

Zhu Wenjia sat down and lingered for a while before answering: "Yes."

It was a good day, the autumn was so refreshing, and after eating, the nursing staff pushed Zhu Ao to go for a walk.

Zhu Wenjia looked at the nurses and Zhu Ao's silhouette from the yard and said to Ting Shuang, "I received a call from my mother's lawyer, and the trial will begin next Wednesday."

"Um." Ting Shuang said, "Would you like to see it?"

"Well." Zhu Wenjia said, "brother you?"

"I can't go." Ting Shuang added water to the teapot and asked the nanny to take out the hot refreshments from the steamer and let Zhu Wenjia eat. "I want to go to work."

When you go to work, you ca n’t ask for a day's vacation in advance, but Zhu Wenjia did n’t ask, and just slammed “eh” and went to eat. He has been very boring during this time. When he didn't mention Weng Yunyi, he was still able to joke with Ting Shuang.

He still didn't know how to face it.

He had no idea how to face Zhu Ao. After the private seal incident, he did not dare to enter the ward to see Zhu Ao. When Zhu Ao returned home, he often hid until Ting Shuang told him, "After Dad's accident, whether it's about the company or about Your mother is still about me. You don't know anything. During this time, you have been preparing the application materials for the school, and you haven't done anything else. "

He listened at the time: "You didn't tell Dad ..."

No. Ting Shuang thought that it was unnecessary and not worth it.

"So you better really apply for a serious college," Ting Shuang said to Zhu Wenjia.

The night before the trial, Zhu Wenjia could not sleep and went to knock on the court door.

Ting Shuang was using his computer to open the video. The computer was on the table, and the camera was facing the window. The night wind blew the cypresses rustling out of the window. On the computer screen is the silhouette of Bo Changyi making dinner. From time to time, the warm yellow light in the oven reflects on his hand, and there is a slight movement in the middle of the computer or the contact of the knife plate.

The two did their own things, and Ting Shuang shouted occasionally, and Bo Changyi looked up at him. After watching each other for a while, Ting Shuang smiled again and lowered her head to continue reading, and Bai Changyi went on to control the cooking at hand.

When he heard the knock on the door, Ting Shuang went to look at the time on the computer.

"Why didn't you tell me to go to bed?" Ting Shuang asked Bai Changyi as he put down his book and prepared to open the door.

"I don't want to interrupt you," Bo Changyi said.

Ting Shuang smiled at Bai Changyi and said, "I'll hang up first."

Park Changyi said, "OK."

"So assured?" Ting Shuang teased Bai Changyi, "You don't worry about me stealing people in the middle of the night?"

"Who steals?" Bai Changyi was funny, and the little king **** was definitely at home. "Your dad?"

Ting Shuang waved his hand and said, "My dad struggled to get up and walk, let alone think of other things."

Park Changyi: "..."

Just because you're struggling to walk?

Isn't it easy to walk?

What logic.

Ting Shuang seemed to think that something was wrong after he finished speaking, but he didn't think much about it, and he hanged the video with a toothy smile.

He doesn't usually do this. Only when he is with Bo Changyi can he not think about it like this.

Can Professor Bai Da care about him?

Get used to it.

Ting Shuang hung up to open the bedroom door, and saw Zhu Wenjia stand at the door without pulling.

"What are you doing? Come running without sleep in the middle of the night." Ting Shuang let Zhu Wenjia come in.

He remembers hearing tomorrow morning.

Zhu Wenjia came in and neither sat down nor spoke, and stood up straight, saying for a long time: "Brother, you haven't slept."

"I'm getting ready to sleep," Ting Shuang said. "Are you still asleep? You can't get up late tomorrow."

Zhu Wenjia stood for a long time before slowly curling herself up like a shrimp thrown into a hot pot: "... I can't sleep."

Ting Shuang sat quietly beside him without speaking.

"I always thought ... if ..." Zhu Wenjia buried her face in her knees, her voice getting quieter and quieter, "if I ..."

"Even if you don't get a private seal, she will think of another way." Ting Shuang put his palm on Zhu Wenjia's head, and touched it rarely.

"... No." Zhu Wenjia squeezed two words out of her throat, and then she squeezed a few more words, "... not that."

Ting Shuang didn't know what Zhu Wenjia wanted to say, but he didn't ask. He only said "um" that he was listening.

He is much more patient than before.

I didn't know how long it took before I heard Zhu Wenjia say a little incoherently: "I've been thinking ... if I've been ... I haven't talked to you before, and my mother ..."

As if the wind blowing into the bedroom was freezing, Zhu Wenjia shrank slightly, and Ting Shuang got up to close the window and sat back to Zhu Wenjia.

"Do you have wine at home?" Zhu Wenjia said suddenly.

"No," Ting Shuang said, "there is no such thing as tobacco or alcohol."

"Wait for me." Zhu Wenjia slowly got up, dragged her numb leg down the stairs, and returned with a half bottle of cooking wine in her hand.

"Brother, you sit there." Zhu Wenjia pointed to the high chair by the window.

Ting Shuang originally wanted to take away the half bottle of cooking wine from Zhu Wenjia's hands. As a result, Zhu Wenjia opened her mouth and tasted the wine. Ting Shuang thought that he had been drinking a lot on the road, and said to his heart: Forget it, drink it, and just sleep after drinking.

Wait for Ting Shuang to sit by the window, and Zhu Wenjia sits on a high chair next to Ting Shuang. Ting Shuang suddenly remembered that shortly after he was split, Zhu Wenjia came to Germany to look for him. At that time, he wanted to pretend to be decent and dignified. As a result, the two drinks went down, and dignity and dignity were gone.

Zhu Wenjia finished filling the remaining half of the cooking wine, waiting for the effect of alcohol to gradually come up, steaming his eyes red, and his viscera getting hot.

Okay now.

"I was thinking, if I didn't tell my mother that you were ... bad, wouldn't she have done those things for me ..." Zhu Wenjia stared down at the bottle in her hand and hit a wine goblet, " If I didn't tell you my mother ... would you ... "

The drink was taken on an empty stomach, and he soon became drunk.

"I ... brother, don't you say I'm special ... special disgusting ..." He exhaled turbid and hot, "I ... I've been like this since childhood ... I want my mother to like me only, and I want my dad I only like me, I want to ... I want you ... I only like me ... I want to change ... But I'm used to it ... Why did it become like this ... "

He planted forward, fell on Ting Shuang's chest, and kept talking unconsciously in his mouth: "Brother ... I'm so scared ... I was so envious of you ... When I was young, they scolded me ... said me It ’s the illegitimate son of Xiaosaner ... It ’s all because I made you motherless ... They all like you ... Do you know that I heard my dad say he married my mother just to prove he was right that year He changed it for another person ... for so many years ... brother ... I'm so afraid ... I'm afraid my dad only likes you ... I'm afraid my mom will follow my dad towards you ... I'm afraid you won't because of my mom Like me ... can you hate her alone, don't hate me ... "

He spoke more and more slowly, his voice getting weaker and weaker, until there was only a uniform breathing sound.

Ting Shuang helped him and put him on his bed nearby.

Brother you said ... Am I disgusting ...

Disgusting ...

Ting Shuang stood by the bed for a while before leaving the bedroom and bringing the door.

He wanted to go to the guest room, but somehow went to the yard. Looking up at the sky, there is no star or moon tonight. So he went under the cypress tree and lay down, covering it like a cloud, covering the sky.

Close your eyes again, starry sky.

No, not disgusting, Ting Shuang answered in his heart, you are not disgusting, you are just an ordinary person, just like an ordinary night without stars.