Chapter 99

"It doesn't matter. Just hate if you want to."

He brushed the fallen leaves off his shoulders.

At Meng Yu's house, Meng Fu rang the doorbell for a long time. Meng Yu opened the door.

"Aunt, I need money now. Give me back the money I called you." He went straight.

"Well... Meng Fu, I gave all the money to the doctor and haven't got it yet."

"Aunt, I asked the doctor." Because the money is still in my aunt's hands, even without asking the doctor, he knows very well, "I have to get the money and ask someone to investigate. I have to find the murderer."

"Isn't there a policeman?"

"Aunt, give me the money." He frowned and did not want to listen to his aunt's hypocrisy.

"The money is not in my hands now." Meng Yuwei.

Gu Ze couldn't listen any more and came out from the corner, "don't be hypocritical. Haven't you taken enough from Meng Fu? It's not your money, but you have to seize it. "

Meng Yu's face was very ugly, and then looked at Gu Ze strangely and smiled, "I'm hypocritical, aren't you Gu Ze hypocritical? You obviously hate Meng Fu. Why do you come here to help Meng Fu ask me for money? Oh, you want it. Let Meng Fu bring it to you again. Gu Ze, it was you who asked me to send Xiaoyi away. I'm afraid you hurt Xiaoyi! "

He turned to Meng Fu and said, "Meng Fu, how can you let Gu Ze follow you? It was this man who hurt Xiao Yi, if it weren't for him..."

"Aunt, give me the money."

He stared at Meng Yu coldly and said frankly.

Meng Yu pinched her finger. "There's no money."

"What do you mean no?" Meng Yu's shameless face made Gu Ze want to rush up and tear / break.

"No, no, Meng Fu, I can't pay the money."

Then he slammed the door shut.

Meng Fu stood by the door. He didn't even enter Meng Yu's house. The only thing left was the sound of closing the door.

The heartless sound of closing the door.

Gu Ze finally couldn't help holding him from behind, overflowing with heartache, "Meng Fu, I don't need the money, and you don't have to pay it back. Sorry, sorry. "

He silently released Guze's hand.

Straight ahead, without looking back, aunt, he doesn't need any aunt, he doesn't need relatives.

He kept walking, kept walking, went to the police station, asked about the progress of the case, looked at the policeman's shaking his head, and came out silently.

Later, I sat on the street seat.

The crowd was bustling, and some people's smiles were dazzling from their faces.

Guze sat next to him.

Suddenly he said, "you see how sad I am. I have lived for more than 20 years. In the end, I have nothing. You are beside me."

But the one who hates me most.

"I'm enough."

He smiled sadly, "Guze, why do you like me?"

"... I don't know. Who's right to say you like such a thing? "

"Give me a cigarette."

"OK."

Gu Ze took out a cigarette box from his pocket, took out one, put it on Meng Fu's mouth, and blocked it with his hand and lit the lighter.

A little spark, clearly out.

Meng Fu took a hard breath, covered his chest and coughed violently. Gu Ze's hand gently patted his back and was brushed away by his shrug.

Another heavy breath.

Coughed and forced out a few tears.

After such a few mouthfuls, he adapted to the taste of smoke.

"Originally, smoke is such a good thing." He slowly spit out the smoke ring.

After sucking one, he asked Guze for another.

The wind blew and the smoke circle was quickly dispersed. Many people wrapped up their clothes and hurried. Gu Ze stared at Meng Fu's side face, lowered his head and looked at his Luo exposed ankle.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right back."

He hurried to the store to buy a coat and a pair of socks, but when he returned to the seat again, Meng Fu disappeared. He looked around anxiously.

Look left and right.

The man, with his back to him, leaned against a camphor tree.

Guze slowly approached and saw him take a smoke, then his hand hung on his side, his fingers trembling, and the ash fell to the ground. He raised his hand again and smoked.

When he came to him, he saw him with tears on his face.

This man only wanted to turn his back and bite his teeth to swallow all the pain.

Guze covered his coat and wiped away his tears with his finger. The tears pricked Guze's fingertips. "I'm still with you, Meng Fu."

Meng Fu knocked off his hand, quickly wiped away his tears and raised his hand tremblingly to smoke.

"Meng Fu." He called him softly and took his arm to hold him.

He reacted quickly, took two steps back, raised his arm and refused, and the cigarette end wiped the back of Guze's hand.

"Bare." Guze whispered.

The coat fell to the ground.

Meng Fu's eyes flashed in panic, turned around and walked away quickly.

Guze picked up his coat, followed him, stopped in front of him, wrapped it around him and put it on for him, "it's cold."

Meng Fu didn't move.

Guzella sat him down, took off his shoes, squatted down / put on socks for him.

Meng Fu stared at the red mark burned by the cigarette end on the back of his hand, and then he took another puff of smoke.

"Guze, why are you doing this?" He asked without temperature.

He put on his shoes and asked softly, "is it warmer?"

Meng Fu's face was expressionless.

"Come on, it's cold outside."

He reached out to pull him.

He stood up, threw the cigarette end into the dustbin and put his hand in his coat. "I don't need warmth, Guze." He said.

Gu Ze didn't know where Meng Fu was going, so he followed him all the time.

Through the cold wind, through the fallen leaves, through the solitude.

Later, Meng Fu stopped and stood in front of a tramp. He took off his coat and gave it to the tramp.

Guze pursed his lips and said nothing.

It's getting dark and colder.

The figure of the man was a huge sad outline, thin and cold. Finally, it seemed that he had reached the end and fell down in front of him.

Guze caught him in a panic.

Tentacles and found his forehead hot.

……

When he opened his eyes, Shi Shi ran stared at the snow-white ceiling and turned his head. It was Xiao Yi's urn. He turned over. There are footsteps approaching gently.

"Get up and have some porridge."

Guze sat in front of his bed.

He blinked and didn't respond.

Gu Ze lowered his head and approached him for a few minutes. "Meng Fu, at least wait until the murderer is found."

Again sad, again decadent.

Meng Fu sat up on his arm. Gu Ze scooped a spoon and blew it on his mouth to feed him.

"I'll do it myself."

The spoon paused for two seconds from the void and put it back into the bowl. He silently handed the bowl to Meng Fu, "OK."

However, Meng Fu's left hand was seriously damaged. He used his strength to hold the bowl. Before he scooped it, he slipped out of his hand.

Porridge spilled on the quilt.

"It doesn't matter. I'll take another bowl."

Guze took the spoon in his hand, put the spoon and bowl on the bedside table, stood up, looked for the quilt in the cabinet and changed it again.

Then go to the kitchen.

He said, "I'll feed you."

He tried the temperature of the porridge on his lips and handed the spoon to Meng Fu's mouth, "eat, you've been unconscious for a day."

Meng Fu looked at Gu Ze and couldn't tell the meaning in his eyes. He finally opened his mouth and ate the porridge.

Gu Ze's eyes flashed a smile. Then he fed him spoonful by spoonful and ate a bowl. He stood up and prepared to hold another bowl, but he heard Meng Fu's faint opening, "no, I'm full."

"Well, OK. Then sleep again. Tell me when you're hungry. "

When he put down his bowl, came back from the kitchen and sat by the bed again, Meng Fu had already laid down and closed his eyes.

For a long time, he said softly, "is Meng Fu asleep?"

Without an answer, he lay down on his side, facing him, staring at his sleeping face, tracing his fine eyebrows, the bridge of his nose and his lips with his fingers, carefully, for fear of disturbing him.

Slowly approach.

His lips pressed gently against his lips.

As soon as he left, he opened his eyes and wiped his lips with the back of his hand.

The eyes are light. Emotional uncertainty.

Guze, you say you like it. It's true.

Guze took the phone and walked in the corridor. "How about Secretary Wang?"

"Mr. Gu, Meng Yu did return the 200000 IOU you gave, but Meng Yujian will never return the five million, because it was turned by Meng Fu himself. Even if we wanted it in the past, we had no position and no way to get it."

Gu Ze was angry and asked in a low voice, "what about Ye Yan?"

When Meng Yi has an accident, Ye Yan can't disappear. On a business trip, he can't even get through his mobile phone.

"I checked all the flights and there were no records. I don't think Ye Yan left."

"Since he hasn't left, he won't ignore Meng Yi's affairs. That means someone sealed / locked the message to him. " Gu Ze frowned and analyzed.

……

Meng Yu brought the food into the room. "Son, come and have dinner."

"Mom, how long are you going to lock me up?" Ye Yan questioned.

"Mom, it's not you. Mom wants to treat you. I sent you a doctor. Why don't you cooperate well? You will be cured. " Meng Yu said reluctantly and painfully, "son, mom is old and can't stand such a blow. You should take good treatment, okay?"

"Homosexuality is not a disease." Ye Yan retorted.

"Son, we Ye family and Meng family have never had homosexual / sexual love. Mom, what evil has this done!" Then a tear rolled out of his eyes.

"Mom, it's natural. Even if you lock me up all my life, I still like men."

Meng Yu slapped him and said, "OK, you can like men, but how can you get together with that fool?"

That day, the key was inserted into the keyhole.

That day, the door opened slowly.

That day, Meng Yu was shocked to see Ye Yan and Meng Yi on the sofa. All the anger, resentment and complaints ran up in her heart.

She looked at the two people separated in panic and punched and kicked Meng Yi, who was red / Luo.

Ye Yan blocks.

She shed tears and pointed to Ye Yan's nose. "I raised you so big. How can you get together with a man?"

Ye Yan trembled his lips. "Mom, I like Xiao Yi."