Mr. Alzheimer's

Chapter 24

Pei Zhiliang finally let go of his stomach full of worries, for fear that his son, like his mother, would get lost once and never come back.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you quarrel with Xiao Fu?"

Pei Yang huddled in the corner in a daze, as if he was trying to figure out who he was, before he said, "There is no quarrel."

"He bullied you?"

"He didn't bully me, he's very good, but..." Pei Yang's alcoholism hadn't gone away, and the more he spoke, the more he choked up.

Pei Zhiliang asked patiently, "But what?"

He may never have imagined that Pei Yang's heart is playing a big drama of four-cornered love.

Pei Yang muttered to himself, "It's all my fault."

"..." Pei Zhiliang didn't know how to comfort his son, so he could only say bluntly, "Don't be afraid, if you are wronged, you should tell Dad, Dad will make the decision for you."

He stroked the top of his son's head strangely, the little ghost had grown so big before he knew it.He missed Pei Yang's most wonderful ten years, and he has no chance to recover.

It has been a full 14 years since he broke up with him when he was a freshman. Pei Yang has faded away from his initial youthfulness, and has become a smooth businessman in the business field, and an elite among the elite.

The story of him and Fu Shuzhuo starting from scratch and being together for many years has been reported by the media, saying that they are models of same-sex marriage.

Sometimes in the dead of night, Pei Zhiliang would also find relevant magazines, carefully figure out the changes in his son from the photos, and see him become more and more mature, which is both gratifying and sad.

In just such a moment of dazed effort, Pei Yang had tears streaming down his face.

Pei Zhiliang tried to make his voice gentle: "Why are you crying?"

"I miss dad..." Pei Yang's eyes were full of confusion, "I want to go back to see him, but...it seems like I can't go back."

Pei Zhiliang's eyes turned red, thinking that Pei Yang didn't recognize him: "If you miss Dad, go back and have a look, there will always be a place for you at home."

Pei Yang kept muttering: "I can't go back..."

Pei Zhiliang didn't know what to do, so he could only hold his son's hand helplessly, the smoothness and wrinkles formed a stark contrast.

Outside, the wife of Mr. Social Animal accepted the police's instructions and was going to take her husband home.

She said the most gentle words in the fiercest voice: "What's the big deal about being unemployed? I just want to support you. If you dare to commit suicide, try it next time—"

The footsteps of the two gradually drifted away, and the police were about to withdraw: "Let's go."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Fu Shuzhuo was the only one left on the bridge. He was drenched all over, but he didn't feel cold, but his body was a little stiff.

Qin Nanshan was about to send them back, but was rejected by Fu Shuzhuo: "Go to bed early, I'm sorry for delaying your time at night."

Qin Nanshan was helpless: "Boss Fu..."

Cheng Yao shook his head at her: "You go back, the little girl needs to sleep well, we are here."

Fu Shuzhuo quietly walked to the side of the car, and saw Pei Yang curled up in the back seat and fell asleep.

Pei Zhiliang got out of the car and wanted to ask what happened tonight, but he couldn't bear to see Fu Shuzhuo in a mess.

"Take Yang Yang back first, you've all caught the cold."

Fu Shuzhuo opened his mouth, and the first syllable was scattered in the air lightly, and he was too dumb to make a sound.

He pulled his throat and said, "Do you want to take a look at the house together?"

Pei Zhiliang was silent for a while: "Okay."

Seeing this, Cheng Yao sat in the driver's seat: "Get in the car, I'll take you back."

The car can't fit so many people, Qi Heyue waved to Cheng Yao: "I'll take a taxi back, you should drive safely."

Along the way, the car was unbelievably quiet, except for Pei Yang's slightly heavy breathing and occasional murmurs.

"Fu Shuzhuo..."

Fu Shuzhuo was blowing the morning breeze, and when he heard the words, he immediately lowered his head to listen. Pei Yang's next sentence was: "I miss my mother..."

Pei Zhiliang, the co-pilot, had a sore nose and almost burst into tears.

It has been more than a year since his wife passed away, and he often has the illusion that his wife is still there. He will unconsciously call out the other person's name, saying that your succulent has finally changed color, and his son doesn't seem to be in any magazines recently...

But suddenly looking back, the whole house was empty and lifeless.

Cheng Yao sent them home and left. It was the first time for Pei Zhiliang to come here. The house was big, but the two of them lived together so that it didn't look empty, and it was very cozy.

Fu Shuzhuo first put Pei Yang on the sofa: "Go around first, I'll put some hot water in the bathtub."

Pei Zhiliang stood still, when a white cat came out and rubbed his trousers, and then collapsed on the ground.

"Meow." Zhuo Zhuo looked at the strange old man curiously.

Pei Zhiliang picked it up and looked around cautiously.

This place is full of traces of Pei Yang's life, the back of the jigsaw puzzle behind the sofa, the childish blanket that Pei Yang likes, and a photo of him and Fu Shuzhuo on the table, smiling flamboyantly.

Looking to the right, there is a post-it note hanging next to the entrance, the latest one is Pei Yang's handwriting: "Don't worry, I'm going out to buy a bunch of flowers, I'll be back soon."

Looking at the time, it should be Fu Shuzhuo's birthday.

It took a long time before Pei Zhiliang walked in slowly, and saw the open door of the master bedroom. The inside was clean and tidy, and there was no mess at all because there were only two big men living there.

Fu Shuzhuo adjusted the hot water and came out. Seeing Pei Zhiliang standing in front of the door in a daze, he said, "Come in and have a look?"

Pei Zhiliang hesitated for a long time before stepping in, and saw the family portrait on the desk at a glance, it wasn't Pei Yang and Fu Shuzhuo's - it was a group photo of him, his wife and Pei Yang.

This photo is so old that Pei Zhiliang was stunned for a while before he remembered the source.

At that time, Pei Yang probably hadn't been in high school yet, and he always said that he and his wife were partial to their elder brothers and sisters, and insisted on taking a family portrait with them alone.

Fu Shuzhuo followed his gaze: "He has kept the photos all the time. When he was in junior year, his mobile phone broke down. He was so anxious that he cried and went to many mobile phone stores to find the photos. Later, he printed them out and made them into photo frames."

Pei Zhiliang's eyes were sore, he looked away: "You take him to take a bath together, don't worry about me."

The water will be left for a while, and Fu Shuzhuo arranged a second bedroom for Pei Zhiliang: "The quilts are all clean, and there are toiletries in the bathroom."

Pei Zhiliang closed the door after humming, and Zhuo Zhuo jumped out of his arms, looking at the novel environment curiously.

It took a while for the old man to sigh in the air: "Just stay with me, this old bone."

Fu Shuzhuo carried Pei Yang into the bathroom, he checked the water temperature, it was just right.

Pei Yang's clothes were covered with damp blankets, Fu Shuzhuo took off his clothes one by one with his arms around him, revealing his wet and cold body.

"I don't know if I will blow my hair again tomorrow morning." Fu Shuzhuo sighed slightly and rubbed Pei Yang's nose, feeling the hard-won intimacy.

The bathtub is large enough to accommodate two or three people. It was suggested by Fu Shuzhuo during the renovation, so we can develop a new map.Although Pei Yang panicked with embarrassment, he did not refuse.

Afterwards, I don't know how many times they spent in this bathtub.

Fu Shuzhuo didn't take a bath with Pei Yang, he came to the next shower room, the warm water slowly washed away the stiffness of his body.

In a few minutes, he turned off the shower and picked up Pei Yang from the bathtub. A certain silly cat was too drunk to soak for too long.

Fu Shuzhuo wrapped Pei Yang in a bath towel, drained the water and put on pajamas before sending him into bed.

He sat by the bed for a long time, just quietly looking at Pei Yang's sleeping face, finally he couldn't hold back and bent down, and kissed Pei Yang's lips.

"One last time, I promise," he murmured.

……

It rained all night, but the sun in the morning was good.

Fu Shuzhuo didn't feel sleepy, so he went to the kitchen to make a breakfast and send it to the second bedroom.

As expected, Pei Zhiliang didn't sleep, and was flicking through his phone's photo album with his eyes on. It contained memories of him and his wife, as well as the photos of Pei Yang that he had saved from various sources over the years.

Hearing the knock on the door, he quickly pressed his phone off: "Please come in."

Fu Shuzhuo pulled down the doorknob: "Eat some breakfast before going to sleep."

Pei Zhiliang pushed his glasses: "Have you eaten?"

Fu Shuzhuo shook his head: "I'm not hungry."

Pei Zhiliang frowned: "Eat some too, don't be brave."

He forcibly divided a breakfast into two. People of two generations sat at the dining table, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet except for the sound of spoons and bowls colliding.

Pei Zhiliang's teeth have not been very good in recent years, he always chews and swallows food carefully, and has to swallow it several times.

"Who do you usually cook?"

Fu Shuzhuo: "At first it was Yang Yang... Later he was diagnosed, so I learned to do something."

Pei Zhiliang was silent for a while: "It tastes good."

He didn't have any opinion on who was cooking, but he couldn't find a topic to ask casually. He thought that the two of them would invite the cooking aunt, but he didn't expect to come by himself.

Pei Zhiliang was a little disappointed: "Yangyang didn't even know how to cook dumplings before."

"I learned it when I rented a house in college." Fu Shuzhuo was a little nostalgic. "At that time, the house was only about ten square meters, and there was no kitchen, so we bought an electric pot, which could cook some noodles and stir-fry some simple dishes."

Fu Shuzhuo may be a born businessman, and he started to make his mark when he was in university. Pei Yang didn't understand his field at first, so he silently stood behind him.

The two of them are not majoring in the same university, otherwise they would not have applied to different schools. Later, in order to help Fu Shuzhuo, Pei Yang crossed majors and was admitted to the graduate school of Fu Shuzhuo School. This is how they are now.

Pei Zhiliang took out a piece of paper and wiped his mouth: "It must be hard work."

"It's all over." Fu Shuzhuo lowered his eyes and said quietly for a while, "I used to think that after those years, nothing could defeat us..."

In the end, he was defeated by an immortal terminal illness.

Pei Zhiliang got up and patted him on the shoulder: "The more difficult days are yet to come."

He knows how hard it is to take care of a dementia patient. Pei Yang looks normal now, but it will only get worse sooner or later. The medical profession may not be able to make a breakthrough in this disease in his lifetime.

It's not that there are no cases of cure, but it may not be one in a hundred thousand people.And after in-depth research, you will find that it is actually metaphysics, and the doctor may not be able to explain why the other party is suddenly sober.

"I know you are working hard too, but I still want to say this." Pei Zhiliang took a deep breath, "Last night's situation can't happen again, otherwise I will take Yangyang home."

Fu Shuzhuo was silent for a long time: "Understood."

Pei Zhiliang saw that his attitude was correct, and his tone was slightly slow: "I retired early one month after his mother was diagnosed, and I followed wherever I went, wishing I could tie it on my trouser waist... But it was just that one time."

Pei Zhiliang took a breath, his voice trembling: "I didn't pay attention to that one time, just that one time... His mother never came back."

When mentioning his deceased wife, Pei Zhiliang's eyes were red and tense, and the creases at the corners of his eyes were deeply piled up.

For young people like Pei Yang and Fu Shuzhuo, no matter how good their relationship is, it is impossible to stick together 24 hours a day, but after getting sick, they definitely can't get along like before.

Fu Shuzhuo assured Pei Zhiliang: "There will be no next time."

Pei Zhiliang patted him on the shoulder again: "Go to sleep for a while, I'll wash the dishes, I went to bed early last night."

Fu Shuzhuo was indeed sleepy, and his body had already signaled exhaustion.He went to the master bedroom to look at Pei Yang, he was still sleeping soundly, but unconsciously arched back, as if he didn't feel safe.

After sitting for 10 minutes, Fu Shuzhuo helped Pei Yang tuck the quilt no less than ten times.

He finally went to sleep in the guest room, because the only big second bedroom was given over to Pei Zhiliang, so he could only sleep in the burning small room.

The white cat clings to the old man and ignores his rich father. This sleep is particularly bleak.

·

But within five hours, Fu Shuzhuo was awakened by a nightmare. He dreamed that Pei Yang was lost again, and rushed to the master bedroom before he even had time to put on his slippers. Fortunately, he was still there, but he also developed a high fever due to the cold.

The sick Pei Yang was the most dishonest, he would moan and whine when he fell asleep, and wanted to be hugged and coaxed.

He whispered Fu Shuzhuo's name for a while, and called Dad for a while.

Fu Shuzhuo has a lot of experience in taking care of sick kittens. He leaned on the bed and took Pei Yang into his arms, gently comforting him.

Gu Ji had just promised in the morning that it was the last time to kiss him without consent, Fu Shuzhuo just restrained himself from touching Pei Yang's side: "I'm here, and Dad is here too."

Unlike the icy cold when he just came back in the morning, Pei Yang's hands were also very hot. He kept rubbing against Fu Shuzhuo's arms until Fu Shuzhuo grabbed his hands and interlocked his fingers before being honest.

Fu Shuzhuo leaned his head sideways on the top of Pei Yang's hair, and Pei Yang's hot cheek was pressed against his neck, like hugging a large stove, warm and comforting.

Pei Zhiliang originally wanted to visit his son, but left quietly after seeing this scene.

……

It was evening when Pei Yang woke up, most of his fever had subsided, and the alcohol had completely dissipated.

Seeing Pei Zhiliang sitting by the window reading a book, he was a little dazed: "Dad, why are you here?"

"Don't remember?" Pei Zhiliang pushed his glasses, "You went to drink last night and went crazy on the bridge, and you were even featured on the local news."

Pei Yang: "??"

He wanted to turn on his phone to watch, but it turned off, so he had to charge it first.

He and Pei Zhiliang stared blankly, neither father nor son knew what to say.

Pei Yang was a bit fragmented, he just remembered that he went to the bar to get drunk last night, and on the way he compared the people who came to strike up a conversation and his idol with Fu Shuzhuo, comparing the fact that he might be mentally on two different boats...

Later, he felt lifeless and left, and the memory was broken here.

Pei Yang's voice was also a little hoarse: "Dad... Where's Fu Shuzhuo?"

Pei Zhiliang: "He went to the company to handle work."

In fact, they don't know how to face Pei Yang for the time being, and they just want to give the father and son some time to spend alone so that they can connect with each other.

Pei Yang who just woke up was confused, isn't today Sunday, what work can he do?

Just as he was about to get out of bed, he saw a familiar large doll lying on the other half of the bed. If he remembered correctly, this doll was still lying in the claw machine shop next to the cinema yesterday.

What does Fu Shuzhuo mean by exchanging it back?

Pei Yang cleared his throat: "Then, will he come back at night?"

Pei Zhiliang looked up in surprise: "Come back."

"Oh……"

The charged phone automatically turns on with a ding.Pei Yang checked the local hot search, and there was indeed a video of him drinking madly.

The title was "A certain man wanted to commit suicide because he was jealous of his cat", Pei Yang almost burst into tears.

Fortunately, he was coded in the video, and his voice was changed. He was drunk and complained in a crying voice: "My status at home is lower than that of cats. That bastard bought roses for cats and didn't even give them to me... "

There was a faint sob behind him.

"..."

Is there anything more frightening than the failure to seek death? Yes——Yizao's stupid attitude is on the hot search for others to admire and watch.

——Hahaha I laughed so hard, how can you be so cute?

——Tell me the address, and we will raise funds to cover your cat sack!You win your husband, we win the cat, win-win!

——The brother next to him is also very funny, knowing that he has to kneel down on the durian when he gets home.

——The two of them didn't really want to die, they looked like they were drunk and crazy, but fortunately the police came quickly, otherwise they might really jump off.

——Today I realized a new way to be jealous, and I couldn't help but look at my Samoyed who clings to my wife every day...

——When these two people wake up and see the trending searches, will they really want to die? (doge)

……

Pei Yang really wanted to die a little bit, it was too embarrassing.

If he hadn't coded it, he wouldn't be a local trending search, and he could directly be on the national trending search. After all, the topic of the deputy general manager of a certain large company getting drunk and drunk, and being jealous with a cat is obviously very attractive.

Out of sight is peace of mind, Pei Yang directly turned off the phone, but the embarrassment was not alleviated at all, after all, he had to face a serious old father.

It was the first time that Pei Yang expected Fu Shuzhuo to be by his side so much, he didn't know what to say to Pei Zhiliang.

He had no experience with his father for too many years, and he was so cramped that he didn't know how to greet him, what topic to talk about, and what tone to use.

It's a pity that Fu Shuzhuo didn't hear his call this time, and didn't come back until twelve o'clock in the evening.

Pei Zhiliang had already gone to sleep in the second bedroom, so Fu Shuzhuo opened the master bedroom lightly, wanting to take a look at Pei Yang, but unexpectedly met his eyes.

"...Why haven't you slept yet?" Fu Shuzhuo walked in as relaxed as possible.

Pei Yang couldn't help pinching the quilt: "I'm not sleepy."

Fu Shuzhuo was just sitting by the bed, one person away from Pei Yang.His tone was relaxed: "I should say sorry to you."

Pei Yang looked at him blankly.

"It's because I didn't think carefully and kissed you regardless of your wishes." Fu Shuzhuo's palms tightened slightly, but his expression was the same as usual, "You're right, after you lost your memory, we actually only knew each other for a week."

Pei Yang's heart trembled unconsciously: "What do you want to say?"

"I've thought about it for a long time. It's unrealistic to let you go through a divorce. I can't do it, so I think..."

Fu Shuzhuo thought about it: "I want you to try again, let's go out together again, and relive some past memories, if you still can't remember anything, you still can't like me—"

Pei Yang raised his throat in one breath. He couldn't tell what mood he was in at the moment, but he felt that Fu Shuzhuo's next sentence should be divorce.

He didn't seem to have the expectations he had imagined, and his body and brain were instinctively exuding panic - Fu Shuzhuo seemed very sad, although he pretended to be relaxed, his eyes couldn't be fake.

Fu Shuzhuo paused for a long time, his voice was very soft: "If you still can't accept me at that time, then I am willing to let go."

Pei Yang felt boundless palpitations in his heart, as if he was drowning that year and was about to die.