I'm off powder

Chapter 17

Gu Hanshi felt that Shen Huai was quite strange.

Generally, people who drink alcohol will only insist that they are not drunk after they are drunk, and there are very few people like Shen Huai who warn others that they are drunk in advance.

So is he drunk or not?

The hell knows.

But even if he was not drunk at that time, after 10 minutes, someone still managed to start "babbling nonsense" with too much alcohol.

Gu Hanshi used the excuse that he was a patient and didn't drink a few sips, now seeing Shen Huai "making a fool of himself", he wished he could record him like this with a camera.

Taking advantage of Shen Huai's half-drunk and half-awake state, Gu Hanshi tilted his head and looked into his eyes to cover his words: "Eh? You really didn't tell me how you organized birthday support for me at that time? How long ago did you start preparing? Take a week. But you don't even know what I've been doing while I've been gone."

"It's called...'Generating Power for Love'."

Shen Huai's speech was a bit slurred, but he could roughly hear what he was saying.

His eyes were originally big and bright, even though he was so delirious, when he was half-opened and half-closed, they were still as clear as a clear spring.

Love.

Gu Hanshi was very sensitive to that word, and even got goosebumps when he heard it.

I think it's too exaggerated.

But the emotion was very deep.

But to be honest, even from the time I first entered this circle to now, I have experienced countless glorious and dark times, ups and downs, and the feeling has never disappeared.

In fact, in the eight years since I retired, I still quietly follow many topics about myself on Tieba and Weibo.

And every time, I can still see so many people supporting him as always, waiting for his return.

Every year, the management company will give him birthday presents that fans send to the company.

Some are expensive at first glance, while others are purely handmade, revealing simplicity and sincerity.

He was never forgotten.

There is a room in the house dedicated to storing gifts received, and it is almost too much now.

He smiled.

——Maybe there is a small curly hair in it.

- I don't know what he will give...

"What are you laughing at?" Shen Huai hiccupped, reeking of alcohol.

Gu Hanshi looked at the empty wine bottle next to him, and took the one he was holding over: "Don't drink it."

"Ok?"

"Drink milk."

Many people who came to visit the patients would buy milk. There were more than ten boxes piled up in Gu Hanshi's ward, and the scene was quite spectacular.

There were two boxes next to Gu Hanshi's bed, he reached for one box, removed the straw, inserted|inserted it and handed it to Shen Huai.

"Here, let's drink."

Shen Huai stretched out his hand to get the box of milk, his eyes blurred, but what he touched directly was the back of Gu Hanshi's hand.

Creamy.

tsk—

This old man in his 30s has skin like a young girl's.

It made him a little embarrassed, as if he had eaten the little girl's tofu.

Just when he was about to take his hand away, Gu Hanshi suddenly turned back and covered the back of Shen Huai's hand again.

It was so hard that the milk carton was deformed, and milky white milk came out of the straw.

Before Shen Huai could react, Gu Hanshi opened his other arm and wrapped it around his neck.

Gu Hanshi's clear voice seemed to come through layers of soft cotton wool.

"Shen Huai, thank you for all these years."

The hug was short-lived.

Not even five seconds.

It's just the idol's gratitude to the fans.

--Thanks for your support.

——Thank you for following me for so many years.

——Thank you for being so kind to me...

I don't know if it's the smell of alcohol or something, but Shen Huai felt a rush of hot air in his body suddenly.

The ears are hot.

In fact, at this time, out of politeness, should I say "it doesn't matter"?

But it seems strange to say "it doesn't matter".

Otherwise, it's better to say "you're welcome"...

After Shen Huai struggled for a while, Gu Hanshi had returned to normal.

He probably also thought that Shen Huai didn't hear his own words clearly after drinking too much, and didn't respond to the hug. In the end, he patted Shen Huai's shoulder quite calmly, said "I'm going to the bathroom", and left just like that.

Shen Huai stood there alone for a while, and after a long time, the word "rely" popped out of his mouth, and then took a sip of the milk in his hand.

He frowned, then smiled a moment later.

Unpleasant to drink.

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Shen Huai got a little drunk the night before.

But he recovered quickly, and woke up early in the morning. Except for a little dizziness, he didn't notice any discomfort in his body.

He talked late last night, and he slept directly on the empty bed next to Gu Hanshi that the nurse slept on.

As soon as Shen Huai got up from the bed, Gu Hanshi turned over, opened his eyes in a daze, looked at him and asked, "It's just dawn... what time is it?"

Shen Huai looked at his phone: "Six o'clock."

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

"No more sleep. Go buy breakfast. What would you like to eat?"

Gu Hanshi is actually not hungry, but now he is terribly sleepy and just wants to sleep.

"Steamed buns, pancakes, whatever. I don't choose."

After he finished speaking, he got into the thin quilt and fell asleep again with his head covered.

Compared with Gu Hanshi's state, Shen Huai is still sober.

After simply washing his face and rinsing his mouth, he put on a peaked cap and a coat and left the ward.

He had already observed it when he came here. There are two alleys near the hospital, full of snack bars, and there are food from morning till night.

Although it doesn't look particularly tall, and the hygiene standards may not be as satisfactory, but...

——Anyway, Gu Hanshi didn't know where he bought it.

Shen Huai was afraid that he would not eat Gu Han when he bought the wrong one, so he bought some of all kinds of food, such as steamed buns, egg pancakes, fried dough sticks, tofu flowers, small wontons, soy milk, milk...

When I finally passed by a pastry shop, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was just out of the oven.

In fact, his hands were full of bags, but the smell was so enticing, he couldn't hold back for a moment, and moved over.

"Hello, how do you sell this cake?"

"This one, three yuan." The aunt cut off a piece with a knife and asked him, "Young man, do you want it?"

"If you want, give me two yuan." Shen Huai took out a sheet of ten yuan and handed it to the aunt.

The aunt was very honest. After receiving the money, she saw the full bag in his hand, and she didn't forget to ask: "I bought so much? How many people can eat? Can I eat it?"

Shen Huai: "... two people. It's okay, our man has a big appetite."

Neither of them had much appetite.

So much is definitely too much to eat.

On the way back, Shen Huai kept thinking about what to do with what he couldn't eat.

Throwing it away seems too wasteful, but if you can't eat it, you can't force it...

At this moment, there were more people in the hospital, and a bunch of people were waiting in line at the elevator entrance.

Shen Huai didn't even wear a mask, and there were a group of young girls over there. He was afraid that he would be recognized, so after thinking about it, he still walked up the stairs.

Gu Hanshi lived on the twelfth floor, when Shen Huai made this decision, his heart was bleeding.

His physical fitness is actually not bad, but before running for many years, the fitness trainer is not particularly professional, his knees are not well protected, and sports that test his knees such as climbing stairs and mountain climbing have killed him.

Shen Huai was afraid that he would "click" before he touched the twelfth floor knee.

He was very careful to protect his knees, and he didn't climb very fast.

After finally climbing to the twelfth floor, just as he was about to open the door of the safe passage, the door suddenly opened from the outside to the inside.

The strength is quite big, with a brute force.

Due to inertia, Shen Huai couldn't stop, took a few steps back and hit the handrail at the corner of the stairs with his back, and the bag in his hand fell to the ground.

Shen Huai blurted out "Damn", finally stood still, raised his head with frowns.

He froze.

"Why are you here?"

The middle-aged man in front of him has eyebrows and eyes similar to his.

His hair was a bit long, slightly curly, and his chin was covered with blue stubble, making him look quite unruly, but even so, his facial features were still good-looking, and his facial lines were quite smooth.

The man was wearing a crumpled plaid shirt and whitewashed jeans. He was tall and strong. He stepped forward and gave Shen Huai a big push. His eyebrows were raised:

—— "I am your father! Why can't I be here?! You fucking hide from your father!"

He raised his hand, and was about to slap Shen Huai on the back of the head, just like when he was a child.

"Shen Nanfang, you are fucking crazy!"

Shen Huai let out a roar, quickly grabbed his hand, and pushed it back hard.

Shen Nanfang slammed his back against the wall, bared his teeth, and shouted loudly: "I want money! I want money!"

Shen Huai didn't know how long he had been with him, maybe he saw it by accident this morning, maybe it had been a day, or even a week...

No, absolutely impossible in a week.

A gambler who is in urgent need of money is no different from a drug addict. How could he endure it for so long a week.

In an instant, many memories poured out from that open wound, pouring on my heart like sulfuric acid.

It was a pain that was so hot that it was numb.

Shen Huai kicked the pile of food violently, and shouted back with red eyes: "I have no money!"

"You have no money?" Shen Nanfang sneered, took a few steps forward, and stopped in front of Shen Huai.

After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, suddenly, Shen Nanfang raised his foot and kicked Shen Huai's knee fiercely!

In the early summer season, Shen Nanfang was still wearing heavy Martin boots, which were full of strength. Shen Huai bent his hind legs and knelt down due to the force, and the pain caused cold sweat from his forehead to the palms of his hands.

Seeing this, Shen Nanfang bent down and pinched his chin forcefully: "Does it hurt?"

The sound was like a nightmare.

It made him feel like he was wrapped around his neck by a huge thick boa constrictor.

Disgusting, horrible.

Shen Huai gritted his teeth and spat out a word with difficulty: "Dad..."

He was answered by a flurry of punches and kicks.

It's like walking on a volley rope, with the cliff below.

He struggled to maintain his balance and was brave enough to keep himself going.

But that road seems to have no end.

He was bleeding, and he could smell the unique smell of warm blood in the air.

He was in pain, all over his body.

But it is the kind of pain that can be endured.

The biggest problem now is that he feels a little fuzzy.

Tired and sleepy.

Very sleepy.

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened again.

A dim light came in suddenly, and Shen Huai's eyes narrowed.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

It was Gu Hanshi's voice!

Shen Huai seemed to be awakened suddenly, and he raised his head hastily——

At this moment, Gu Hanshi was already pushing the south.

He was a sick and wounded man, and Shen Nanfang was such a burly man. Gu Hanshi staggered suddenly, but he didn't fall down. On the contrary, he persistently raised the crutch in his hand.

"Gu Hanshi!"

Shen Huai yelled, but it was still too late to stop Gu Hanshi's movements.

The crutch slammed into Shen Nanfang's head, and Shen Nanfang was hit hard, which probably knocked him unconscious.

A few seconds later, Shen Nanfang realized that he was about to rush towards Gu Hanshi——

"Don't move! I'll give you money!"

That statement is quite effective.

At this moment, only such words are valid.

As if enchanted, Shen Nanfang froze in an instant.

He turned his head and looked at Shen Huai.

"You go first. Otherwise, I'll call the police immediately."

Shen Nanfang took a deep breath and asked, "Where's the money?"

"I'll call you in three days."

"I want 100 million, within a day."

Shen Huai gritted his teeth and nodded.

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Shen Nanfang left.

Gu Hanshi threw away his crutches, jumped in front of Shen Huai with one leg, and then bent down to support him.

"Does it matter?"

Shen Huai lowered his head and did not answer, Gu Hanshi asked again: "Does it matter?"

His voice was a little anxious, and he couldn't help grabbing Shen Huai's arm.

Palms are dry and warm.

Shen Huai raised his head and pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty: "It's okay."

"Your face..." Gu Hanshi pointed at his face in astonishment, and couldn't help but reach out to help him wipe the blood, "... it's bleeding."

Shen Huai tilted his head: "It's okay."

"It hurts, right? I saw it when I came in. That person's attack was indiscriminate, as if he was desperate." Gu Hanshi gritted his teeth, "Go to the doctor for a checkup, whether there is any internal injury, concussion or something... ..."

"No."

"How do you know if you don't look?"

"I said no, no."

Shen Huai is very stubborn, as stubborn as a cow.

Gu Han was a little angry when he heard this tone, but suddenly thought of something and burst out laughing.

Shen Huai looked at him inexplicably, and said in an unhappy tone: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm obviously worried about you. I'm very angry with your attitude. But I suddenly thought of the time I was beaten by Yang Zhongyuan. You helped me get ahead, and I thought you were meddling. You..."

"Don't guess. I wanted to pull off your dog's head and beat it into a pig's head before putting it back in."

Gu Hanshi laughed for a while, then sat down.

As soon as his butt hit the ground, he took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket.

Shen Huai squinted at him: "You are quite addicted to smoking. Stop smoking. Your health is not good."

"A matter of a few bones, you can't kill a person. If you can't smoke, you will die."

"Two days ago, I heard the nurse complaining about someone smoking secretly. Is it you?"

Gu Hanshi smiled and lit the cigarette.

A faint spark flickered in the dark.

Gu Hanshi narrowed his eyes and exhaled a puff of smoke: "That was your dad just now?"

"Well. Just a gambler. I haven't been in charge of me since I was a child. Every time I come to me for money. I really think I have a money printing machine. Shit."

"No emotion?"

Shen Huai shook his head: "Of course not. After my mother passed away, my dad and I lived with my grandparents. My dad only knew how to drink and gamble, and didn't care about anything else. I was basically brought up by my grandparents. Then they passed away one after another. , I went to my aunt’s house for a few years. Then I went to college, and my aunt wanted me to go abroad with my sister. I didn’t want to, and I chose the profession she hated the most, being an actor. My aunt’s family is Senior intellectuals, in their view, people like us are actors."

Gu Hanshi inexplicably sneered, but he didn't know what he was laughing at.

"There is no emotion... Then why didn't your father fight back when he hit you? He is quite strong, but you are not inferior to him, but younger than him. As long as you think about it, he can't hurt you."

Unless, he doesn't want to.

In a book I read a long time ago, there is a saying: "There are two kinds of patients in the world, one wants to be cured, and the other doesn't. Those who try to get better may not succeed, but those who give up will definitely get well." Get what you want."

Gu Hanshi looked at Shen Huai.

Shen Huai sighed.

"It's treason for a son to beat me. Is he my father?"

"Tsk."

I didn't expect the little curly hair to have such obedient BabyBoy thoughts

Gu Han shook off a few wisps of soot.

"It's okay to hit me." Shen Huai turned his head and looked into his eyes, "But if you bully my idol, then definitely not."

The wind was blowing in through the shattered windows at the top of the stairs.

The wind was very warm, but Gu Han felt a layer of goose bumps on his skin.

My heart skipped a beat, the smoke between my fingers burned for a while, and the ash fell onto the skin of my ankle.

He felt a distinct burn.

It's like being confessed.

The author has something to say: Merry Christmas, cuties~~