The young man's impatient tone made Yan Yu seem to be back in the illusion of the night.

He also no longer asked for his name, because it was no longer important, the important thing was that Yan Yu could confirm that this young man really didn't like this job, whether he was Lu Weilin, Li Weilin or Zhou Weilin, it didn't matter.

The important thing is that what should be done, Yan Yu must do!

"It's understandable that a person who studies Western painting, works as a security guard, and works as a nanny for a madman, is in a bad mood."

"What did you say?" The young man's face turned ugly.

Yan Yu's eyes stayed on the young man's hands.

His hands are slender and white, there are no calluses, and the action of serving the plate is very awkward, which can be seen that he is pampered even if he is not clothed and fed.

His nails were well trimmed, but there was black toner between his nails and pencil scratches on the nail covers.

"What? Am I not right? Yan Yu asked tentatively, and the young man opened the lunch box with a dull head and stirred the rice porridge that had been cold with a wooden spoon.

"Well, I guessed right."

"You're not angry when you've been served since you were a child, and when you grow up, you have to serve others?" Yan Yu asked again, the young man couldn't help it, he was angry, scooped up a big spoonful of porridge, and stuffed it into Yan Yu's mouth.

Because Yan Yu's head and face were injured, and his porridge was too much, a lot of it flowed out at once, dripping onto the restraint clothes.

"Young man, this is not good, your life is not my decision, I didn't let you be a nanny, it's useless to be angry with me, do a line of love, don't you understand this truth?"

The young man frowned coldly, still patient.

Yan Yu sniffed his nose, and said tentatively to the young man, "Did you go to a tryst with the subject last night?" The smell of inferior talcum powder, your partner's family conditions should not be very good, and the family should also oppose your relationship, right? ”

The young man threw the wooden spoon on the cart and said to the caretakers behind him, "Brothers, go out first, and I'll serve him." ”

The caretakers did not give a thumbs up and praise the young man for his righteousness, but cautiously admonished: "Xiao Lu, you can be careful, this person is already the highest level......

The young man nodded: "Don't worry, I have a number, you go out and smoke a cigarette." ”

The caretakers were still a little uneasy, but they still walked out into the corridor, and soon the smell of inferior cigarettes came in.

The young man stared at Yan Yu, and he didn't mean to pick up the wooden spoon again.

"How do you know?"

Yan Yu knew that the inferences he had made through careful observation were all correct.

"Is there any smoke?"

The young man was unmoved, and Yan Yu also smiled: "That's right, I can't realize my ideals, and I can't socialize with the people I love, so if you want to smoke, of course you won't have it." ”

The young man clenched his fists and glared at Yan Yu.

Yan Yu didn't plan to stop: "Poor, there are more than twenty people, just like a puppet, at the mercy of others, learning to work, live and love, no one can call the shots, if it were me, I would really collapse." ”

"You're not going to ask your mother to help you take a shower and change your clothes, are you?"

"Smack!" The young man's eyes were blood-red, and a slap came over, and the corners of Yan Yu's mouth soon became bloody.

"Yo, you're still going to be angry, if you're so tough, the object has already married home, your object must be a very considerate girl, empathetic, and she says it's okay, she can wait, but you know what she thinks in her heart, right?"

"Yes, you must know, she will definitely think, my object is too useless, they are in their twenties, and they listen to everything at home, just ...... I almost didn't continue to wear open crotch pants......"

"Smack!"

Another slap in the face, Yan Yu's ears buzzing.

"The strength to beat people is not small, but I don't know how strong that aspect is, I've heard, a little man like you, the bed is basically hard, your object is enjoying it on the surface, and you should be very dissatisfied in your heart......

"Tsk, as a man, it's really pitiful......"

The young man finally couldn't help it, and the slap turned into a fist, and the punch smashed on the corner of Yan Yu's eyebrows!

Yan Yu just hit his head on the ground last night, and just after stitching, he was smashed down by his punch, and the whole person was about to faint.

But Yan Yu didn't stop: "Just so much strength? You're not satisfied......"

Another punch!

"Well, that's a bit of a lot of fun now, it's time for you to shout in cooperation."

"No, a girl like her will only bite her lip and blush, and she won't scream, which makes you very unhappy, right?"

"Bang bang bang!"

The fists smashed down one after another, but Yan Yu laughed out loud!

The young man was already out of breath, but Yan Yu couldn't stop laughing, the young man's movement was too big, he hit the cart, and the porridge bowl on the cart fell down and shattered with a clatter!

The caretakers outside the hallway finally realized that something was wrong, and they all rushed in and pulled the young man away.

At this time, Yan Yu's wound cracked, and his face was covered with blood, just like last night's illusion reappeared, but the characters were reversed.

The doctors quickly rushed over, and the young man calmed down and glared at Yan Yu.

The doctors and nurses hurriedly dismantled the gauze and bandages on Yan Yu's head, but Yan Yu turned his eyes to the young man and said to the young man, "You will thank me." ”

The young man who calmed down was slightly stunned, his eyes were blank, but he quickly realized something, and some remorse appeared in his eyes.

The doctor and nurse untied his restraint clothes and treated his wounds, Yan Yu stretched his arms, raised his hand, and made a drawing motion, following the silhouette of the young man, as if painting him in the void.

The young man's eyes were a little moist, he shook off his companions, and as soon as he arrived in the corridor, he met the leader, and some scolding came.

Yan Yu saw through the afterglow that the young man took off his anti-bite suit and threw it on the leader's face.

He left, as if he had unloaded a thousand pounds of burden, and the end of the corridor seemed to be the beginning of his ideals.

Although his body was in pain, Yan Yu was very relieved and showed a smile like an "old mother".

He did.

He didn't bite the young man, didn't do what Zhao Kehan wanted, he used his own way to let a young man with a dream leave the job he was unwilling to accept.

Of course, it also gave Cheng Rongda a chance.

He believes that people like Cheng Rongda will definitely seize this opportunity, and they will not wait until tomorrow, Cheng Rongda will appear in his ward.

But before that, Liang Shumei came to the ward first.

She frowned, looked at Yan Yu, looked distressed, and said to Yan Yu: "You are very bad for the treatment, you have to learn to restrain yourself, I will arrange a consultation as soon as possible to channel your emotions, and you can be a little restless." ”

Although he knew that she was acting, Yan Yu still smiled at her and said, "Thank you, Doctor Liang, I will try my best to calm down." ”

Liang Shumei smiled a little reluctantly, as if a confidant big sister was distressing a little brother who had gone astray.

Yan Yu felt a little hypocritical and ridiculous, but he didn't intend to say anything more.

When the medical staff finished treating the wound again, they put on a restraint suit for Yan Yu, but the fasting mask could not be worn.

Without the package of fasting masks, Yan Yu can breathe freely, and the whole person is a lot more comfortable.

When everyone left and the door closed, Zhao Kehan appeared behind the door.

Yan Yu was not surprised.

He thought that Zhao Kehan would never appear again, because Zhao Kehan is him, he is Zhao Kehan, at least what happened last night illustrates this fact very well.

But after today's events, Yan Yu still proved himself to him.

There is still a difference between his Yan Yu and Zhao Kehan, he would rather be hurt himself than hurt others, even if it is just a harmless bite of others, he Yan Yu will not do it.

Zhao Kehan's face was not very good-looking, and he was even a little depressed and had a headache.

He squatted on the ground, took out a cigarette and lit it, holding his forehead, as if facing a child who could not be taught well.

"If you're like that, it's going to be very difficult."

"Difficult? I don't think it's going well so far, right? Cheng Rongda should be able to fill the vacancy soon. ”

Zhao Kehan sighed: "How many pieces of complete flesh and skin are left on your body?" How long can you carry it like this? ”

Yan Yu took a long breath, enjoying the brief and limited freedom.

"You won't understand."

Zhao Kehan shook his head: "It is precisely because I understand this feeling too well and know that this is not right, so I will change my way of living, which is also what you want." ”

"Don't you understand? I'm who you want to be! ”

Zhao Kehan became excited, walked to the side of the bed, and yelled at Yan Yu.

Yan Yu's hand penetrated the restraint clothes, took the cigarette from Zhao Kehan's hand, took a puff slowly, and spit the smoke onto Zhao Kehan's face.

"I know that there are thousands of versions I want, and you are just one of them, and when I need you, you will appear, but when I don't need you anymore, you still don't leave, it's not right."

"So, no matter what Liang Shumei is, and no matter what her purpose is, I must be treated, because I want to get rid of you, you who are no longer needed!"

Zhao Kehan laughed.

"Didn't you think that if she hadn't given you medicine, I might have been gone?"

The cigarette in Yan Yu's hand disappeared, and even his hand was re-imprisoned in the restraint clothes.

The cigarette appeared in Zhao Kehan's hand again, and he was a little proud and spit the smoke onto Yan Yu's face.

"You can't do it without me."

Yan Yu's expression became solemn, and he heard Zhao Kehan say again.

"Oh yes, if you have time, you should think about it quickly, since I am you and you are me, why are you called Yan Yu and my name is Zhao Kehan?"

Zhao Kehan threw the cigarette butt in his hand over, and Yan Yu subconsciously dodged it, but the cigarette butt exploded into a cloud of fire trees and silver flowers, just like the only time he watched the Spring Festival fireworks with his mother when he was a child.