food is the sky

Chapter 15

Yu Wenzhou pointed at Sun Zheping calmly: "My current shop is in the business district of his famous company. Thanks to Mr. Sun, the business is booming. Of course I know his address."

Huang Shaotian was about to pounce on him and scratch him immediately: "You are really watertight, Yu Wenzhou!! What about Fang Shiqian?! How do you explain him?! You even know what he did before. Do you have a side job of checking water meters? !"

"Well," Yu Wenzhou rubbed his chin to catch Huang Shaotian who was flying over to scratch him, "Because his family was below mine before, I just heard about his family's occupation, not to mention I only knew that he wanted to Fighting for time and dying is now just a veterinarian."

It's really watertight! ! !

Fang Shiqian patted Huang Shaotian's shoulder sympathetically: "Congratulations, you fell into his hands. You won't be able to get out of bed and have a fever. If you're embarrassed to go to the hospital or find Zhang Xinjie, you can come to me and I'll give you a discount. "

Hit your sister's discount!Believe it or not I can hit you half off? !

Huang Shaotian was half angry and half flushed with excitement, he didn't want to pay attention to the group of them carrying the porridge and quietly opened the door and went in. He saw Zhang Jiale leaning on the bedside, half dreaming and half awake, and raised his eyebrows when he came in: "Hurry up! Bring food, you and I are going to starve to death."

As soon as he entered the bedroom door, Huang Shaotian was frightened by the clothes all over the floor and the faint smell, took two steps back and then closed the door with a click. Zhang Jiale, who was half wrapped in pajamas, almost couldn't laugh out loud when he saw his flushed face: "What are you shy about? Haven't you seen anything at the scene?"

But I've never seen you like this, Huang Shaotian rubbed his nose and handed the lunch box to Zhang Jiale, his eyes almost didn't know where to put it.Zhang Jiale's exposed neck and chest were a delicate pink, and there were mottled red marks on it. Normally, the tied-up hair was now scattered in strands and sticking to the face, creating a strange feeling. The whole person looks so erotic.He thought of the bunch of outrageous films that had recently been cracked down on pornography, and felt that Zhang Jiale would have a better way out if he quit the police profession...

Of course, if Zhang Jiale knew about this idea, he would be beaten to death...

Seemingly aware of Huang Shaotian's distraction, Zhang Jiale poked him casually: "What are those people outside doing?"

He doesn't know if it's because of the fever, but his sanity is unbelievably clear. The love and resentment between him and Sun Zheping has involved many things and many people. When Fang Shiqian came in, he was in a haze. It seems to have caught some clues.

Huang Shaotian gave Zhang Jiale a tangled look, a little undecided whether to say something or not, and carefully confirmed that the door was indeed closed, he rushed over and asked Zhang Jiale in a low voice: "You know that his left hand is injured, right?"

Zhang Jiale nodded: "And then?"

"Do you know the extent of that injury?" Huang Shaotian carefully glanced at his expression, "When did you know?"

Zhang Jiale glanced up at him, stretched out his hand to hook his neck and pressed his forehead and asked, "Why do you look like I'm going to beat you up and run away at any time? Am I so scary?"

...With QAQ... If you are stimulated in a weak situation, your combat power can be tripled...

Zhang Jiale raised his hand and patted Huang Shaotian's face lightly: "Be good and tell the truth, Brother Le promises to love you well."

Huang Shaotian was so oppressed by his momentum that he suddenly felt that his legs were a little weak. He rolled up his sleeves and exposed his left hand, and honestly explained what he saw with gestures: "From here to here on the wrist, there are obvious tearing wounds, and There are old wounds that are heavily pressed and internally bleeding, and I glanced at them in a trance, and there are regular symmetrical puncture wounds on the edge of the scar..."

Zhang Jiale pinched his chin: "In short? Please be concise."

Huang Shaotian pursed his lips, with a disgusted expression on his face: "I think it should be squeezed by a hydraulic door with sharp teeth and then..."

Zhang Jiale paused, and it took him a long time to return to normal and continue to drink his porridge bit by bit: "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, why did Yu Wenzhou come with you? Did you sleep with him last night?"

Huang Shaotian blushed immediately: "It's nothing!? Am I the kind of person who is drunk and messy?!"

Zhang Jiale gave him a surprised look with the spoon in his mouth: "You can do it, and put him to sleep so quickly?"

"I said no!!! No!!! I didn't!!!"

"Oh," Zhang Jiale withdrew his gaze, and continued to drink the porridge with a very experienced expression on his face, "That's why we didn't sleep in the same bed, tsk, didn't I say Huang Shaotian, you are almost 25, can you find a boyfriend and lose your virginity? You want to be a littleboy all your life?"

Me, me, me... Huang Shaotian looked at Zhang Jiale frantically: "Don't bully me even if you're in a bad mood, okay?!! Zhang Xinjie isn't here, and I don't dare to let him know what happened to you, so you just catch me and bully me?" Isn’t it???!!”

Zhang Jiale smiled meaningfully: "How can you tell that I'm in a bad mood? Brother Le, I'm in a very good mood."

Yu Wenzhou watched Huang Shaotian go in before turning around to look carefully at the injury on Sun Zheping's arm. He frowned and asked Fang Shiqian, "How is he recovering now? Was he fighting or having sex last night? Seems like he's having a relapse?"

Fang Shiqian laughed immediately: "What's the difference between sleeping with Zhang Jiale and fighting? It's probably the result of Zhang Jiale letting him dare not move his left hand. Do you really think that his disability certificate is for a white-collar worker? Mr. Lou has to do it anyway." Because he exempts a lot of taxes every year."

Yu Wenzhou shrugged and looked at Sun Zheping: "If you keep letting your temper go... I should really be exposed."

Sun Zheping brushed his hair, looked at his arm disapprovingly and began to wrap the bandage skillfully: "Huang Shaotian should have suspected you long ago, but according to his authority, he still can't find your file, right? You have to be careful because he said Move Ye Xiu or Han Wenqing, or he directly hacked the intranet and went in to have a look."

"Senior Ye, I'm not afraid," Yu Wenzhou looked at the closed door with a smile, "Anyway, I didn't say that I can't fall in love, and I'm not afraid that they will investigate, at least for now..."

Fang Shiqian understood what he meant, and while drinking water from his cup, he patted Sun Zheping on the shoulder: "Look at his face as a dog of authority, I'm kindly reminding you of one thing today. Jie Xi gave Zhang Jiale another follow-up visit, it stands to reason that if you hadn’t died, his post-traumatic symptoms would have disappeared when he saw you, but now I think he has a tendency to relapse.”

"It's because I saw you suddenly. The effect and duration of severe post-traumatic disorder will last for a long time." Yu Wenzhou, who is half an expert in this field, also nodded with certainty, "So Zhang Jiale is in between repeated confirmation and uncertainty. Struggling with time? Apart from worrying about gains and losses, what else do you think is wrong?"

…Sun Zheping glanced at the two of them with a strange expression, as if he felt that they were not that kind of people, and said hesitantly: "He... seems to like me to hurt him?"

Fang Shiqian spat out a mouthful of water, and was almost choked to death by Sun Zheping's words: "Ahem...cough...Mr. Sun, we are not a midnight show, are you drag racing, or are there just two policemen in the 180-mile... You... didn't he like it before?"

Sun Zheping looked at you, isn't this nonsense: "If I dared to hurt him before, I probably went under the bed."

Yu Wenzhou sighed: "Then remind Wang Jiexi, if he would rather you hurt him, it means there is indeed a sign of relapse. You don't want Zhang Jiale, a humanoid weapon, to go berserk again, right?"

Sun Zheping seemed to have thought of something, and casually put away the bandage: "What are you afraid of? Not to mention that Han Wenqing and Ye Xiu are both here. Although Lele could kill them both when Lele was violent, it's not just the two of them now. It's time."

Fang Shiqian obviously thought of some episodes of the past, and suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in his ribs: "They weren't the only ones here... What happened? Damn it's a rule that close relatives can't be on the same team. I think Zhang Xinjie came Things are better..."

Even non-threatening military doctors were beaten... The Geneva Convention clearly swallowed Zhang Jiale alive when he was in a state of rampage.

Both Yu Wenzhou and Sun Zheping had subtle expressions, as if they were silently asking, are you considered a non-threatening military doctor?

Alchemist pretended to cough a few times, picked up the medical kit and took out his mobile phone to check the time: "It is still recommended to rest, the rest is fine, keep a happy mood and eat more, so I don't need to talk nonsense, right?"

"There's another one inside." Sun Zheping put on his clothes and pointed to the bedroom, "prescribe medicine."

"Eat lightly," Fang Shiqian rolled his eyes and prepared to go home, "And you don't have to call me a doctor for this kind of thing, and don't call me if you want to! I'm a veterinarian now! A veterinarian! Call me again and I will treat it according to the veterinary standard!"

"Your license to practice medicine has not been suspended." Yu Wenzhou waved him goodbye, "According to the standards of zoology, humans are also mammals, so there is no problem with you according to the standards of primate hominids and veterinarians."

Alchemy Shiqian paused, and when he went out, he pointed his middle finger with his backhand and slammed the door loudly.

After drinking the porridge, Zhang Jiale's energy was visibly sluggish, and he leaned on the bedside to feel drowsy. Huang Shaotian suddenly gained courage, and stroked two handfuls of Zhang Jiale's hair along his hair, and found that Zhang Jiale hadn't raised his hand to beat him, so he stretched out his hand to pinch him again. With a touch of pink cheeks: "Brother Le? Le Meiren? Beauty, do you want to sleep? Sleeping Beauty, Lele? Tsk tsk tsk"

Zhang Jiale's eyelids trembled, thinking that the brat would really have to go to the house to expose the tiles if he didn't fight for three days!

Yu Wenzhou only heard a few loud bangs in the living room, and then Huang Shaotian's screams could hardly be stopped through the door.When he heard the call for help and came in, Huang Shaotian had already been pinched by Zhang Jiale and pressed against the head of the bed, raising his hand to slap his butt a few times.Huang Shaotian looked at Yu Wenzhou and was struggling with hands and feet, howling like ghosts and wolves: "Help!! Wenzhou save me!! Zhang Jiale stripped my clothes!!! Slapped my ass!"

Zhang Jiale freed a hand to pinch Huang Shaotian's exposed waist: "Who do you call a beauty? Whose face did you pinch just now?"

Sun Zheping coughed twice by the door, and Zhang Jiale loosened his hands when he heard the sound. Huang Shaotian immediately escaped from Zhang Jiale's hands, and showed his face to Yu Wenzhou: "Look at him pinching!! It's all red Already!!!"

Yu Wenzhou thoughtfully touched the pinched red spot on his face, glanced between Zhang Jiale and Sun Zheping, and then covered his mouth and wanted to take him away: "The doctor said to rest, and the young man and I I won't bother you to rest. You... want to rest?"

Huang Shaotian groaned twice, but Yu Wenzhou pretended he didn't hear anything and took him out of Sun Zheping's house. After closing the door, he let go of his hands. He looked at Huang Shaotian with a small expression of gritted teeth and asked him: "I went out after halfway through breakfast. What to eat?"

"Eat, eat, eat! You know how to eat!" Huang Shaotian followed behind him, his teeth itching, he threw his arms around Yu Wenzhou's neck and took a hard bite, "Do you think it's a meal without you?" Can't do it?!"

Yu Wenzhou opened the car door and made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation: "Of course, if there is a meal that can't be solved, I will make a few more meals for him, but I don't know when Shaotian fell into the trap." ?”

Huang Shaotian got into the car proudly: "Am I such an easy-to-fall person? Wenzhou, you are too underestimating people after a few meals, right?! And I want to eat beef tenderloin at noon! Plus A hot bullfrog!"

Yu Wenzhou tilted his head curiously: "I remember you don't like spicy food very much?"

Huang Shaotian turned on the phone with a smirk: "I don't eat but Zhang Jiale loves to eat, so I asked him to pinch my face! I went to see him with good intentions and helped him hide it from Zhang Xinjie. How dare he pinch me? Those who can’t eat spicy food are specially photographed and eaten to make him jealous!!”

Yu Wenzhou started the car knowingly and prepared to buy ingredients: "Okay, I'll make you another rock sugar pear after eating."

As soon as Huang Shaotian left, it seemed that the sound of the whole room was taken away, Zhang Jiale shrank back under the blanket and buried himself in the feather pillow, this time he really seemed to have fallen asleep.Sun Zheping stepped forward to lift the quilt for him, but a hand was wrapped around his arm. He looked at Zhang Jiale's quietly closed eyes and stretched out his hand to rub his hair: "You want to be Sleeping Beauty?"

Then his leg leaning against the bed was hit in the hollow of his knee by a sweep, his calf gave way and he fell to his knees on the bed, and was dragged onto the bed by Zhang Jiale.

haven't seen you for a few years...

Zhang Jiale, your lethality really hasn't regressed at all...

"How serious is it?"

Sun Zheping thought about it, and answered him honestly: "It's not that serious now."

There was no movement in the bed for a long time, and Sun Zheping was drowsy in this atmosphere.Suddenly he felt hot in his arms as if he had nestled a kitten, and now all the paws that had been exposed just now were gently retracted, and a touch of the soft pads could soften his heart.They had worked together for many years, and Sun Zheping naturally understood what Zhang Jiale wanted to do. He obediently took his injured hand and wrapped it around Zhang Jiale's waist, letting him occupy the most comfortable place in his arms with his intact hand as a pillow.

The breath beat against the skin, and there was no longer any distance between them.Sun Zheping hugged the person in his arms tightly, remembering that when they first met, Zhang Jiale, who could only be called a teenager, was full of arrogance in his brows and eyes, and was full of vitality, like a tree with the strongest momentum and the fastest growth in early spring.

He has grown into a towering tree as he wished, but the years have finally buried him in the most unsuitable loneliness.

and so……

Sun Zheping kissed Zhang Jiale's forehead, rubbed his head and buried it in his shoulder, closed his eyes and fell asleep with him.

Now as long as he is happy.