Chapter 24 Chapter Twenty-Four

It was hot, I was cold, and it was afternoon when I woke up. Uh? This doesn't seem to be my room, nor my bed, nor my quilt. Huge floor-to-ceiling windows, light-colored carved curtains are quietly opened on both sides, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a balcony. There are no flowers and plants I am familiar with on the balcony, but a white sky. This bedroom is very spacious and has plenty of light. The sheets, quilt, floor, and wardrobe on the wall are all in very light and plain tones. The illusion of living. Could this be Chen Shujun's bedroom?I was a little dizzy. When I turned my head, I found that there was a salt water bag hanging on the clothes hanger beside the bed. Put a Band-Aid on it.

I started touching my glasses by the bed, wondering what was written on the salt water bag, my God, I actually hung up a bag of salt water and didn’t remember it at all, did my brain really have so many canned yellow peaches that caused my memory to deteriorate? , Thinking of this food, I feel sad again. At this time, the bedroom door opened quietly, and it was Chen Shujun who walked in, holding a bag of fruit in his hand. He probably didn't expect that I was awake, so we stared at each other for a long time like fools. Finally, I said: " This is your home?" As soon as I opened my mouth, I realized that my throat was so dry that it was on fire, and my voice was hoarse and hoarse, almost like a bad tape.

He said, "Sorry, I brought you home without your consent." I blinked and looked at the fruit in his hand, I was so thirsty. And he obviously misunderstood, he said: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, but you had a bad fever, crying and making noise, I'm afraid..." I guess he wanted to say that he was afraid that I would burn out my brain , but in fact he didn’t know that my brain was broken long ago. He paused and said, “I had to call a private doctor to come over and give you a bottle. Don’t worry, it’s just ordinary glucose.” As he said that, he untied the salt water bag and showed it to me. I still stared at the fruit with bright eyes. In front of food, I could easily lose my morals.

"You want an orange? I'll peel it for you." God, Chen Shujun finally understands my painstaking efforts!But instead of giving me the fruit, he sat down by himself, took an orange and began to peel it slowly. I watched his delicate fingers struggle with the orange peel gracefully, and the emerald ring on the thumb was shining, which made me dizzy . I finally quenched my thirst and was able to talk. I said, "Thank you, and I also invited a private doctor. The medical bills are expensive, right?" In my mind, private doctors are as rare as private jets. Chen Shujun smiled, continued to peel the second orange for me, and said: "The hospital is black and not responsible. Do you see that there are many medical accidents these days? I can only trust private doctors."

I said, "That makes sense, I'm a victim of malpractice!" At that time, I thought it was really rare for a rich man like Chen Shujun, who was not in the same world as me, to have the same idea of ​​despising hospitals as I do. So his image is much more friendly. Especially when he was still sitting at the head of the bed, using the hands he used to sign the contract and signed the check, he peeled the orange for me and fed it to my mouth. there are many." Until the sun was about to set, I became more awake. I should go back at this time. If I rely on others, I might drive people away. I don’t know if I’m sleeping in the guest room or his own bed. I looked up and took a peek. He, he was concentrating on peeling pears for me, and he didn't seem to intend to drive me away.

I had no choice but to find something to say: "Does Mr. Chen live here alone? I seem to be bothering you too much." But he ignored me, just pursed his lips and smiled slightly, his gold-rimmed glasses reflected the light, he still buried his head in peeling the pear, and the Sydney skin was slowly and completely peeled off by him with a knife. At this moment, I felt that he More like an artist. After peeling, he cut off a small piece, brought it to my mouth, and said, "Eat it, good boy." His voice was so soft and soft that I almost thought it was my hallucination. I swallowed the pear in a strange way, and he cut another piece to feed me. Although my hands and feet were healthy, I didn’t want to move in a strange way. I just wanted him to feed me like this. The light from the floor-to-ceiling windows cast a very soft layer on his body. Phnom Penh, I don't think I've ever been fed anything like a pig like this.

The feeling of enjoyment puts me in a dream, with such a handsome guy to feed, it is worth being a pig. Chen Shujun said: "I live alone, and I have a few houses in Beijing. I don't come to this place very often. It's convenient to drive here from the cafe, so I'll temporarily accommodate you." He also said: "Actually, I don't come to Beijing very often. This year, after finishing the business of setting up the branch office, I still want to go back to the south. I like the humid climate." I was stunned, not knowing what to say, so I had to praise him bluntly: "You are really rich."

Chen Shujun shook his head with a smile: "I envy you artists' lives even more. Money is the property of my father's generation. The drunkenness and dreams make me numb and forget my feelings." Hehe, is this a cheap thing? People without money envy rich people, and rich people envy simple food. For a rich second generation like him, after a few days of simple food, he still looks fresh, but he has to cry after a few months Nose, how could the second-generation ancestor who lives in such a high-end apartment really get used to our dog-like life?I don’t know how many years I have been struggling with Lao Ren for the money for a banquet.

I wanted to despise him at first, but he treated me and fed me. I was more grateful in my heart. I said: "You are not numb at all, you still take care of me, I think you are very nice." All right.”—even though we are not of the same world. "No, I..." Chen Shujun suddenly put down the pear, and clasped his hands together uneasy, like a child who was at a loss. He looked at me very seriously, and said, "Luoluo, I put you When you entered the house, you had a high fever, cried and laughed, quarreled and scratched, I don't know how to comfort you..." Me: "...Huh? Am I that stupid?"

I'm obviously not impressed. Chen Shujun said: "Later, you finally fell asleep. When I invited the doctor to give you an infusion, you started crying again. You refused to let the doctor give you an injection, and even bit the doctor's hand." I:"……" I feel like I have lost my face for several lifetimes, tears streaming down my face, my ladylike image! Chen Shujun said again: "I don't know how to coax you, so in the end I had to..." me?" He said, "I had to..." He was already sitting on the chair next to my bed, and at this moment he leaned forward, and before I could breathe, his broad arms had already wrapped me in his arms.

His gentle voice whispered in my ear: "It's like this, I hug you, so you are willing to listen."