Chapter 63:

After having lunch, Ning Lan planned to take a nap, and was afraid that he could not sleep at night, so he took out the cardboard and prepared to draw a few coffee cards.
Just after writing two words, Lu Binghua called: "Boss, two old popsicles, takeaway to Bingbing Hair Salon."
"If the delivery price is not reached, it will not be delivered." Ning Lan said.
"Then add another pack of cigarettes."
Ning Lan put down her pen: "Your brother is back?"
Entering Bingbing Hair Salon, Lu Hao was being held in a barber chair by his brother to cut his hair.
Lu Binghua's haircut style is threatening with threats: "Don't move, otherwise don't blame me for going bald with a knife."
Ten minutes later, Lu Hao came down from the barber chair, a fine layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he felt his hair awkwardly against the eyes of Shang Ninglan: "Is it hard to see?"
Ning Lan held back a laugh and gave a thumbs up: "Extremely handsome!"
Lu Hao smoked a cigarette outside and returned to the back room after rinsing. Lu Binghua didn't know where to play, only Ning Lan was sitting alone on the swivel chair, turning around with one foot, and lowering his head to scratch the scar on his hand.
His shoulders were shaved, and his fluffy hair covered his eyes. Everyone looked like a teenager the size of Lu Binghua, not his "28-year-old man."
Lu Hao stepped forward and said, "Take off your shoes and show me your feet."
Ning Lan stopped turning and recovered his leg: "No, it doesn't hurt a lot now."
Lu Hao didn't budge and squatted down: "May I help you take off your shoes?"
Ning Lan jumped off the transfer in a panic, took off his shoes obediently, and rolled up his trousers.
Lu Hao looked at his ankle. It was neither red nor swollen, and he recovered fairly well.
"Go with me to the hospital next week to take an X-ray look." Lu Hao helped him to lower his legs and stood up.
Ning Lan immediately cried out: "Can't you shoot? I can run and jump now, and it's okay to go to the ground." He jumped a few times in the same place, raised his left leg and kicked back, "You see It's too good! "
Lu Hao was unmoved: "The condition inside the bones is invisible from the appearance. If the X-ray condition is good, then the follow-up visit will not be necessary for the next six months."
Ning Lan sat down embarrassedly and began to consider whether it would be cost-effective to exchange one visit for half a year.
Lu Hao is a surgeon at a tertiary hospital in the city, and the grandparents of Quanxi Street are the "children of other people's". Most people saw him and Lu Binghua standing together, but how could they never have imagined that they were close brothers. One was that there was a large age gap, and the other was that they had no similarities except for the surname Lu.
Ning Lan stepped on his feet, slid a chair to the desk, and watched Lu Hao meticulously write on the medical record book. The angular face lines made his expression more solemn and solemn, making Ning Lan couldn't help thinking of it. When he first met him, he looked at himself with scrutiny, and then said to her mother-in-law, "Report it, the police will deal with it."
Even in the years of getting along, his attitude towards himself gradually eased, Ning Lan still has awe for him.
Lu Hao noticed Ning Lan's line of sight and wrote: "Is there a regular post on Weibo?"
"Yes, I also posted a video of steamed buns yesterday ... oops!" Ning Lan patted his head, "I was thinking of bringing you something to try, but I forgot to go out."
Lu Hao said with a grin: "It doesn't matter. I can watch the video and I have eaten it."
After a moment of silence, Ning Lan bit her lip and asked tentatively, "Brother Lu, that medicine ... is the medicine to soothe the nerves, can you prescribe a little more for me?"
Lu Hao looked up, and the gentleness on his face also faded: "Are you still insomnia?"
"No, just occasionally, and occasionally I can't sleep ..." Ning Lan shivered and couldn't say clearly.
Lu Hao put down his pen and stared straight at him: "Did you watch the following comments after posting those videos?"
Ning Lan ducked her eyes: "Yes ... Yes, of course."
"Then you know what the number of fans is now?"
"... twenty thousand? Or thirty thousand? Can't remember."
"It's 200,000."
Ning Lan's eyes widened: "So many? Where did they come from?" Only when he had finished speaking did he realize that he was leaking, and retracted with his shoulders, and he did not dare to say anything.
Lu Hao said: "I know you are afraid of facing this, but if you think of sending videos as a task you have to complete and only output information without receiving feedback, what is the significance of this treatment plan?"
More than two years ago, Lu Hao started to help Ning Lan with treatment. Ning Lan is a three-membered person without identity information. He ca n’t do anything to go to the hospital, so Lu Hao helped him privately. He took time to return to Quanxi every week, carefully made records, and took him to the hospital to ask doctors in other departments. Then think of a way to get him medicine.
Ning Lan can only jump up and down like a monkey on Quanxi Street. It can be said that he has all lost him. This is why Ning Lan respects him and can help him to heal without asking him where he came from or why. This kindness is like the rebirth of a bodhisattva.
So Ning Lan was ashamed, and his head was buried in his chest, and he muttered, "I'm sorry ..."
After a long while, Lu Hao sighed softly and said, "The body is yours. If you don't want it to be good, others will work hard in vain. Come to me for a psychological evaluation next week, and the medicine is mental. I can't take more prescription drugs at a time. "
Ning Lan made an inaudible "um", and then reached into his pants pocket and drew out a circle of money from it: "And this one, I sold the ticket, I'm sorry, I don't know Bingbing will ... "Speaking of this, he was a little bit difficult to say." Bingbing is still a child. Think of it when it comes out. Don't take it seriously. "
The atmosphere suddenly felt a little subtle and awkward, and the speed of the surrounding air slowed down.
Ning Lan's heart was even higher. Everyone is a normal person who doesn't want to be related to the unknown origin of himself and the semi-disability of mental illness, right?
He is in a state of uncertainty every day and cannot predict what will happen in the next second. It is enough to live alone on such a day, he does not want to involve innocent people at all.
The clock ticked forward, and when Ning Lanru was sitting on a needle and trying his best to change the subject, Lu Hao slowly said, "If I say, am I serious?"
The sun was out of the window, and a black SUV was coming from the west on the main street of Quanxi, more than 200 meters away from the hair salon. The brakes were a little urgent, and the tires made a harsh noise when they rubbed the ground.
Sui Yue got out of the car and hurriedly walked across the road. About two or three meters away from the stand, he stood still, panted, and strode in.
No one was in the store. Sui Yang carefully looked at this small shop for the first time--the small items on the shelves were neatly arranged, and the cold drinks in the freezer were not piled up. Mineral water, sports drinks, colored Beverages and popsicles are divided into exclusive areas, and there is a corner with ingredients such as frozen meat wrapped in plastic bags, maybe for the next video recording. Looking away, a rocking strawberry pillow was placed on the rocking chair behind the counter.
He had been there twice, but he didn't notice these details. I just confirmed through the positioning that the address where the video was sent is here, and now I have seen one-to-one correspondence with the impression, and finally I have the real sense of Ning Lan here.
"Who?" When her mother-in-law heard the curtains coming out, she smiled with an eyebrow when she saw Sui Yan, "Is the guy buying coffee?"
Sui Yan was full of Ning Lan and couldn't care less. He asked directly, "Mother-in-law, is there a person named Ning Lan here?"
The mother-in-law stunned, the smile on her face quickly narrowed, and she said firmly, "No, I have never heard of this name."
Sui Yun was anxious: "Are there any other guys in your shop?"
"No, just me."
Her mother-in-law was anxious to deny and was easily caught by Sui Yang's words: "The coffee maker you said last time ..."
Before he finished speaking, her mother-in-law became angry and angry, and waved a fan to blast him out: "No, if you do n’t, there is no, buy or buy? If you do n’t buy, go out!"
Her mother-in-law's steps were trembling, Sui Yue was afraid of hurting her, and could only be forced to retreat under the drive of the hot old man. He still asked: "You let me see him, just one side, I have something to ask tell him."
"See a fart!" Her mother-in-law yelled, "Where have you been? He was thin and boneless, and where were you when you were homeless? Now you can see him well, just look at it?" ,Stop dreaming!"
With a "bang", the iron door was closed in front of him, Sui Yue stepped back two steps, and the eardrum was buzzed.
On the other side, Ning Lan was also at a loss overwhelmed by the unexpected situation, and said, "Don't, don't make a joke."
Lu Hao closed the casebook and shook hands on the table. "I'm not kidding."
Ning Lan was stared at him with his undisguised eyes, and said for a moment: "No, no, you are in such good condition, what kind of one are you looking for ..."
"Why can't I find you?"
Ning Lan took it for granted: "I am 28 years old, have inconvenient legs and feet, have a mental illness, and am still a man. Most importantly, I am a black household. If I am white, my identity is unknown."
When Lu Hao heard him say this, he relaxed, and said, "I'm 7 years older than you. I'm a real old man. I can cure my illness. Our country recognizes that same-sex couples are legal. The most important thing is that I don't mind your identity. unknown."
Rebutting one by one is justified. Ning Lan started sweating on his back, he still couldn't figure it out. A good doctor brother, which one of the muscles is suddenly wrong today?
Lu's parents died early. Lu Binghua was brought up by Lu Hao while he was studying. Lu Hao was not married in his thirties. Mostly because of his work and caring for his brother, he spent most of his time. The two brothers have lived together for more than ten years, and their characters seem to be different from each other, but they are very emotional.
Ning Lan thought of this, and the clever idea caught an important clue: "Bingbing, he's nonsense all day, don't go to your heart, he told me in private, in fact, he is happy whoever you are looking for, as long as you like."
Lu Haojiao's fingers interspersed suddenly, and his thumbs were irregularly placed on the back of his hand for a few moments. He brewed for a moment and said, "I like you."
Ning Lan opened her mouth and looked at him blankly.
Lu Hao was a bit embarrassed after speaking, and covered his nervousness with a smile: "People in Bensi are really uncomfortable in saying this. But I hope you know that I chose you not because of Binghua, but because of my personal experience. After careful consideration, I sincerely want to spend the rest of my life with you. "
On the way back, Ning Lan was still shocked and helpless by the confession.
Lu Binghua seemed to have time, and returned before he left. He moved out an electric baking pan and blinked the stars and asked him to make octopus for him to eat.
The electric baking pan came with several cast iron pots of different sizes, which were very difficult to hold in hand. Lu Hao offered to send him back with the pot.
Ning Lan wanted to refuse, but Ne Binghua was too fast, put the electric baking pan into his brother's arms, and waved to tell him to go early and return early.
At this moment, the sun was about to set, and the two were walking on the road, chatting a few words, and no one mentioned the things in the room just now.
After all, Lu Hao was not a young man. He said that he didn't care about the illusory things like marriage and fame, but he just liked it and was comfortable together.
Ning Lan was soft and hard, but he wanted to refuse it on the spot, but he couldn't explain for a moment because he respected himself to some humility. Now calm down and think carefully, the answer is the same as before, still not work.
Lu Hao was detached from the world and was not attached to the mundane world, but Ke Ninglan was a downright layman. Leaving aside seven emotions and six desires, he has no confidence to start a relationship with anyone without a contract. He seems chic, but in fact he cares about the so-called "name" more than anyone else, otherwise three years ago he would not do so many ridiculous stupid things in order to pay back the money and maintain equality with that person.
However, the reason why he could not form a contract lies with him, so this is an unsolvable problem in itself.
The hair salon and the store were less than 300 meters away, and Ning Lan saw the store's door closed from a distance. He took out the key to open the door and called his mother-in-law a few times, only to find that the mother-in-law had fallen asleep in bed.
He brought the door lightly, returned to the outer house, unpacked the electric baking pan, took out the pot and rinsed it, then plugged it in and heated it.
Lu Hao wasn't planning to leave yet, staring at the pan intently: "Don't you just bake the flour if you put it down?"
Ning Lan could not help but said: "Well, and then wait for the paste pot." Then go to the freezer outside and take the little dough left over from yesterday to make buns, and try to make an egg cake first.
He turned the dough out from under the frozen meat, closed the freezer with the dough in one hand, and at the same time, a low voice sounded in the ear without warning: "Lan Lan."
Probably the dough was too iced, and Ning Lan was frozen. The dough fell off the freezer cover. As soon as he came into contact with the hot air, he began to radiate cold air.
His current name is Zhang Ning. Rao is the closest mother-in-law and will only call him "Ningning".
He hasn't heard the name "Lan Lan" for more than three years, so his first reaction was to think he was dreaming.
But the people in the dream were all hazy, and the people in front of them were long, clear, and above the tall bridge of nose, a pair of deep eyes were burning themselves. Ning Lan could even see his thin shirt wrapped under the undulating chest, and a long shadow reflected on the ground by the setting sun.
Sui Yun's heartbeat was fast, and she seemed to jump out of her chest. He didn't even blink his eyes, for fear of a slight movement, Ning Lan disappeared from him again.
He is most fortunate that before going out today, he carefully selected clothes with the thought that he might see Ning Lan at any time. Although sweating on his body, it looks like he should not be embarrassed, and Ning Lan should not be disgusted.
"Lan Lan." Sui Yue stepped forward and called again.
Ning Lan's reaction was that her body leaned back, her toes were out, apparently she wanted to turn away, and for some reason she paused and stood still.
This is much better than the countless reunion scenarios that Sui Yang had envisaged. At least Ning Lan left without turning around, which means that he was not so exclusive.
Sui Yan was encouraged to step over to the counter in two steps. What he was about to say, a man walked out of the back room separated by a curtain: "How long has it taken a dough?"
At this moment Ning Lan's face was pale, and the fingers hanging down were trembling and curled in.
Lu Hao saw the person standing in front of him, felt familiar, and for a moment couldn't remember where he had seen it. In addition, Ning Lan's mental state was sometimes ups and downs, and he couldn't be stimulated, so he thought he was here for trouble. The customer pulled Ning Lan's arm, pulled him behind, and asked, "Who are you?"
The intimate conversations and actions of the two people in front of them all fell into Sui Yan's eyes. His eyes darkened, and his mind went back and forth thousands of times, flashing countless terrible assumptions in a flash.
But after looking for Ning Lan for more than three years, he couldn't let go anyway.
Sui Yan looked at the living Ning Lan standing in front of him almost greedily. The cells in his body seemed to be dead and his breath was hot.
He said slowly, word by word, "I'm his boyfriend."
Lu Hao was obviously surprised, but Sui Yan was so serious that he almost felt cold, not like lying, so he turned to look at Ning Lan: "He is your ..."
"No, he isn't." Ning Lan, who had been silent all of a sudden, spoke suddenly. He looked down and didn't know where to look. The hot eyes that attached Sui Yang to him were completely ignored, and said lightly, "I don't know him."