Lu Weifu upstairs

Chapter 13

After watching the live broadcast, it was nearly twelve o'clock. Xu Yihan's stomach hurt, and it was useless to cover it for a long time. Although it was not painful, it was enough to make him sleepless.

He lives in a high-end apartment in Xujiahui, on the 16th floor. Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, he can see brilliant lights and endless traffic.This scene reminded him of many, many cities, Beijing, Shenzhen, Tokyo, New York... To be honest, if you look at it from such a high angle, these cities all look similar.

At the banquet today, Uncle Lu said, my daughter has returned to China, when will Yihan be free?You young people meet up and keep in touch in the future.

In fact, he didn't even know who this Uncle Lu was—but before he could open his mouth, Old Xu had already responded with a smile, okay, kids these days play with their mobile phones every day, hey, it's time to make more friends!

Uncle Lu's daughter—Miss Lu?Xu Yihan smiled.

He picked up his phone again and clicked on the speakerphone.

"Hello? Yihan?" It was so late, but Deng Yuan's voice was still sober, echoing softly in Xu Yihan's empty and spacious room.

"Sister," Xu Yihan called him lazily, "what are you doing?"

"I... I'm outside."

"Still outside so late?" Xu Yihan's heart seemed to be pinched.

"um, I……"

Xu Yihan sat up: "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, just play outside."

"Playing?" Xu Yihan got up, "I'm also coming to play, send me the location."

"Yihan, I...don't do it, I'll go back right away..."

Xu Yihan found a clean T-shirt from the closet: "I want to see you, I have something to tell you."

"Huh? Why don't you just say it now?"

Xu Yihan then pulled out a pair of jeans: "No, tell me in person. Where are you?"

Half an hour later, Xu Yihan met Deng Yuan in a small clinic.

If it wasn't for Deng Yuan, he probably would never have entered this kind of clinic in his life—a private clinic in an alley with yellow walls and a sour and bitter smell of disinfectant.Deng Yuan was lying on the sofa with the sponge exposed, Xu Yihan didn't know how he could lie down.

Xu Yihan didn't sit down, and squatted directly beside Deng Yuan. A piece of gauze was stuck to Deng Yuan's right face, his chin was purple, and there was a scratch on his left arm.He was getting an infusion, twisting his body to try to sit up, but Xu Yihan gently pushed him down: "You lie down."

"Yihan, I..."

"Who hit it?"

"..."

Xu Yihan looked at Deng Yuan. In the middle of the night when the temperature was less than ten degrees, he was only wearing a gray sweater with a crew neck. It could be seen that this dress had been worn for a long time, and the neckline was loose.He was still wearing the same pair of white sweatpants, without socks, revealing a pair of feet that were too fair to look like a delivery man, and his pair of white canvas shoes were neatly placed under the sofa, but unfortunately, they had turned black almost.

"You have a fever?" Xu Yihan touched Deng Yuan's forehead, it seemed a little hot.

"The temperature has dropped," Deng Yuan whispered, "I just have a cold."

Xu Yihan's hand didn't retract, his fingertips slowly slid down from Deng Yuan's forehead, passed between the eyebrows, crossed the bridge of the nose, and stopped at a position one centimeter away from the white gauze.

"How?" he asked softly.

"... Fighting with someone, and being scratched by the pattern on his ring."

"Who are you fighting with?"

"Yihan," Deng Yuan closed his eyes in embarrassment, "is it okay to stop asking?"

Xu Yihan didn't answer, his fingertips continued to go down, reaching Deng Yuanzi's chin.Not to put your fingertips on it, but——if a verb is necessary, it should be to float on it.His fingertips were like a soft cloud floating on Deng Yuan's injured chin.

The doctor in the clinic was watching TV in the next room. He didn't know what TV series it was, and men and women were arguing together.

Xu Yihan suddenly moved closer to Deng Yuan, so close that his lips almost touched the tip of his nose, and asked, "You want to change your gender, don't you?"

Deng Yuan shivered: "Didn't you already know that?"

"Answer me, don't you?" Xu Yihan suddenly felt a little irritable, "I came all this way in the middle of the night to listen to your rhetorical questions."

"……Yes."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"……Have."

"Boyfriend hit?"

"Ah."

"Why hit you?"

"..."

"You can tell me, sister," Xu Yihan stared seriously into Deng Yuan's eyes, "Do you remember when I was 11 years old, I just returned to Deng Village with my mother, basically every household raised chickens, I was afraid of chickens, so you Protecting me all the time, helping me drive the chicken away. At that time, you were... my god."

Deng Yuan whispered, "I remember."

"So you can tell me that I won't look down on you, understand?"

"..." Deng Yuan was silent for a while, then he said, "Because I am taking medicine."

"What medicine?"

"The medicine that increases the estrogen in the body can..." Deng Yuan's voice became softer and softer, "It makes my breasts bigger and makes me look more like a woman. He didn't let me take the medicine, he said it was too disgusting. "

Xu Yihan smiled, shook his head and said, "It's not disgusting."

"They all said I was disgusting, my parents, my colleagues, and him... It's okay, I'm used to it. People like me are indeed, quite perverted."

"You live with your boyfriend?"

"Ah."

Xu Yihan leaned over and kissed Deng Yuan's forehead: "Don't go back, come back to my house with me."

After one o'clock in the morning, Xu Yihan and Deng Yuan walked out of the clinic.The two of them were standing on the side of the road waiting for an online car-hailing car, and Deng Yuan was wearing Xu Yihan's windbreaker.Soon the online car-hailing arrived, and there was no traffic jam at this time. Not long after, Xu Yihan's high-end apartment appeared in front of him.Deng Yuan took the elevator behind Xu Yihan and entered the door like a well-behaved stray dog.

Xu Yihan found a clean suit and handed it to Deng Yuan: "Can you take a bath by yourself?"

Deng Yuan nodded: "Yes, the injury on the arm is not a problem."

"Okay, then you wash first."

Deng Yuan went to take a shower, and Xu Yihan stood in front of the French windows again, the lights were still the same, and the traffic was still the same.He has been to too many cities, so Shanghai is nothing special in his eyes. It is neither the swaying style written by Zhang Ailing, nor the alleys and girls written by Wang Anyi.

But at this moment, the sound of rushing water from the bathroom finally made this city a little different. In this city, he met Deng Yuan—his relatives—more precisely, his sister.He didn't know why he kissed Deng Yuan in the clinic, was he fainted by the smell of disinfectant?Is it too pitiful for him to give him some comfort?Maybe I should pity him.For example, in "On the Restaurant", Lu Weifu traveled to many places to buy a silk flower for Shungu, and people always have some untimely tenderness.

Suddenly a strange singing sounded in the living room, Xu Yihan walked over and found that there was an incoming call on Deng Yuan's cell phone.

Caller: Husband

Xu Yihan stared at the word "husband", and after ten seconds, he simply hung up the call.He was suddenly curious, what was the note Deng Yuan gave him?So he dialed Deng Yuan's number, and the phone screen displayed that the caller was Yihan.To cold.Xu Yihan was very satisfied with this note, it wasn't his cousin, it wasn't Mr. Xu, it was Yihan.Yihan is just a name, which cannot express their relationship, just like brothers or siblings are not enough to cover their relationship.Xu Yihan turned off Deng Yuan's cell phone.

After a while, Deng Yuan came out in his pajamas.Xu Yihan glanced at his flat body: "Aren't you enlarging your breasts?"

Deng Yuan stumbled and said, "I...I, I'm wrapped up in a bandage."

"Take it off, it's fine."

Deng Yuan turned and went back to the bathroom, and soon came out again. This time, there were two small bumps on the chest of the light blue T-shirt worn by Xu Yihan.The mist poured out from the bathroom and filled Deng Yuan's side. His face was soft and his lips were round, as if he was asking for a kiss.Xu Yihan's heart beat heavily and he stood up abruptly.

Under Deng Yuan's flustered eyes, he strode forward and hugged Deng Yuan.The thin waist, the soft chest, the warm skin, and the wet hair are all in his arms.

"Yihan? You—"

"Don't be afraid, sister," Xu Yihan took a deep breath, then patted Deng Yuan's shoulder, "There is purple potion in the study, go and wipe some."

He let go of his hand and smiled gently at Deng Yuan.

That night, Deng Yuan slept in the study, Xu Yihan slept in the bedroom, nothing happened.