Mr. Alzheimer's

Chapter 39 Dementia

"I didn't do it on purpose..." Pei Yang was so guilty that he broke such a time-sensitive table just like that.

Seeing that Fu Shuzhuo didn't speak, he clutched his cuff nervously: "I'm sorry."

It's not a big deal if the table is broken, besides, the table doesn't have much commemorative value for Fu Shuzhuo, as long as Pei Yang doesn't break himself, ruining everything is a trivial matter.

But Pei Yang, who was full of guilt, was too easy to bully - Fu Shuzhuo deliberately ignored the termites on the ground, with downcast eyebrows and eyes, looking very sad.

Pei Yang was at a loss, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold his arm: "Don't be sad... I, I can find a way to fix it for you, okay?"

Fu Shuzhuo didn't hold back, and laughed directly.

He coughed twice, and said solemnly: "Kiss me, once you kiss me, you won't be sad."

"..." Pei Yang was a little annoyed, he just wanted to feed the dog his heartache just now.

Fu Shuzhuo suppressed a smile, and said, "It's okay for me to kiss you."

Pei Yang glared at Fu Shuzhuo, held onto his sleeve for a while, and then suddenly touched the corner of Fu Shuzhuo's lips.

A very light, very light kiss, with an awkward gentleness that belongs to Pei Yang.

Just as Pei Yang wanted to withdraw, Fu Shuzhuo held the back of his head and rubbed the tip of his nose lightly: "You took the initiative, huh?"

Pei Yang opened his mouth, but within a second of stuttering, Fu Shuzhuo's aggression swept across like a storm.

All the air in the mouth was emptied, and Pei Yang was barely hanging in Fu Shuzhuo's arms so as not to slip to the ground.

"Boom—" he knew that the rapid and heavy voice came from his heart that was about to jump out.

Pei Yang pressed Fu Shuzhuo's shoulder with difficulty, Fu Shuzhuo thought that he didn't want to kiss anymore, so he forcibly restrained the urge to distance himself: "Sorry..."

But Pei Yang just panted and said, "Don't, don't kiss there."

Fu Shuzhuo paused: "Where?"

Pei Yang's breathing was uneven: "Palate, itches..."

"..." Fu Shuzhuo laughed suddenly, he pushed Pei Yang to the attic window, and pushed the glass window open with one hand.

Pei Yang was forced to lean back against the window sill, his upper body was almost parallel to the ground, and the half-collapsed old desk was under his waist.

Fu Shuzhuo pushed his knee away and kissed him again.

But this time it was much more gentle, with a hint of tenderness, which made Pei Yang lose his mind and left everything behind, leaving only the person in front of him.

Pei Yang's head was already outside the window, and it was only because of Fu Shuzhuo's support that he did not fall down. On the right was a dilapidated old street.

If anyone passing by happened to look up, they could see them kissing.

No, maybe because they couldn't see inside, they might think they were there.

Pei Yang's ears turned red from his brain, he patted Fu Shuzhuo's shoulder vigorously: "No, uh—"

Fu Shuzhuo gave him a chance to speak only after he was satisfied with the kiss: "Nothing?"

Pei Yang looked away: "I don't want to kiss anymore..."

Fu Shuzhuo respected Pei Yang's opinion very democratically, and pulled him up, but his legs were still in front of him, and Pei Yang couldn't escape at all.

Fu Shuzhuo pinched his burning ears: "If you don't lose your memory and the desk isn't broken... I really want to kill you here."

Pei Yang was annoyed: "What nonsense! What if someone sees you here?"

Fu Shuzhuo suddenly became interested: "It's not that it's impossible, but it's just that you can't be seen by others?"

This wave of comprehension is full marks.

Pei Yang didn't want to talk to him at all, his heart was beating so fast.He struggled to get rid of Fu Shuzhuo's control, and just after he took a step - the desk behind him crashed and collapsed completely.

Pei Yang: "..."

Fu Shuzhuo calmed down with a smile: "It wasn't you who collapsed. The table has not been used for so many years, and the legs of the table have been eaten away by termites."

He picked up half a table leg to prove it to Pei Yang, there were rows of termites inside.

"...Is it still repaired?"

Fu Shuzhuo shook his head amusedly: "How can I fix this? At most, I can redo one, and it's not the original one."

Pei Yang pursed his lower lip: "I'm sorry."

"What's the point of being sorry—" Fu Shuzhuo pulled him out, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "If you really feel sorry, let me break n... um."

The last "you" was not pronounced, and Fu Shuzhuo was covered by the embarrassed Pei Yang.

Fu Shuzhuo blinked innocently, indicating that he would stop talking.

Only then did Pei Yang let go, and he got out of the attic with all his breath.

They all got a lot of dust on their bodies, especially Pei Yang, who had a big dirty mark on his back because he just pressed against the window sill, so he didn't know if he could wash it off.

Pei Yang: "How much is this?"

Fu Shuzhuo coughed lightly: "It's not expensive, a few hundred yuan."

Pei Yang felt distressed: "Isn't a few hundred dollars money?"

So on the first night when he first arrived in the small building, Fu Shuzhuo borrowed washing powder from the neighbor next door and sat in the yard with a basin to wash his clothes without eating.

After all, he is also a former general manager who owns a listed company, but now his hands typing on the keyboard have to be rubbed back and forth on the washboard, and he is willing.

Who told him to just take advantage of it.

Pei Yang changed into a white long-sleeved T-shirt, and a simple pair of loose light-colored denim and sneakers. At first glance, he looks very cute.

This set of clothes was chosen by Fu Shuzhuo, Pei Yang was a little nervous: "Are you pretending to be tender..."

Fu Shuzhuo put down the clothes in his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's tender."

Perhaps because they have never been separated, Fu Shuzhuo actually doesn't think there is any change between Pei Yang and him when he was in school.Personality and preferences have not changed much, only the attitude towards career has matured a lot.

And no matter how many times it happened, Pei Yang still blushes when he gets on the bed, and gets annoyed when he hears dirty words.

After tossing and tossing for 10 minutes, Pei Yang's shirt was still cleaned.Fu Shuzhuo found a hanger and hung it on the thick rope in the middle of the yard.

He dried his hands: "Let's go, go to eat."

Fu Shuzhuo took Pei Yang through the back door, and as soon as he came out, there was a path by the river, and there were weeping willows on the opposite bank, and the willow leaves swayed on the water, and the wind would create ripples.

Pei Yang was a little worried: "Will your aunt find trouble if she finds out about your return?"

Fu Shuzhuo squeezed his hand: "They moved to the provincial capital and haven't contacted them for so many years. They probably don't know whether I'm dead or alive."

Pei Yang: "..."

Fu Shuzhuo left at the age of 15, and there was no news after that, and he never came back, nor contacted them.

Although he is well-known in the industry and is often featured in magazine news, ordinary people who don't care about this industry will not know him at all.

"Even if you know I'm back, it's okay." Fu Shuzhuo said lightly, "What face do they have to seek trouble?"

"..."

Even though Fu Shuzhuo is doing well now, Pei Yang still feels distressed, but he doesn't know what to say, so he can only tighten his fingers subconsciously, and hold hands with Fu Shuzhuo.

"I'm afraid they will rely on you."

People's hearts are unpredictable, and it's hard to guarantee that they won't brazenly hold Fu Shuzhuo's "gratitude of nurturing".

Fu Shuzhuo: "Then you can go to court and talk about the ownership of this house. Our father made a will at the beginning."

If his aunt's family hadn't sold the house, they wouldn't be able to afford the down payment of the housing price in the provincial capital.

Pei Yang: "That's good."

Fu Shuzhuo was quiet for a while, then chuckled softly: "At the beginning, I actually thought about getting this house back without spending a penny."

He has a will in hand, and he can hire the best lawyer, so his aunt has no chance of winning.

Pei Yang: "Then why..."

Someone passed by and looked at them curiously. Fu Shuzhuo took Pei Yang out of the way before continuing, "Because we were just married at that time."

He is not alone.Fu Shuzhuo thought that he should not be too extreme in doing things, and should accumulate some blessings for the cat at home.

In all fairness, Fu Shuzhuo has always been heartless in his work, since he was a child.Otherwise, at the age of 15, he would not have the courage to cut off contact with his "family" and plan his future alone.

But the longer he was with Pei Yang, the softer Fu Shuzhuo's heart became.

When competing in business, they would think of being a human being to save a line and accumulate virtue for Pei Yang. When passing by, they would buy a canned food when they met a little wild cat, hoping that the creatures would read well and save some blessings for Pei Yang.

He and Pei Yang spend almost one-fifth of their annual income on charity every year.

After all, there is only each other in the family, no children, and the two of them are not spendthrifts with special hobbies. It doesn't make sense to keep too much money.

He and Pei Yang also joked that when they get old, they will make a will, half of the money will be given to Pei Yang's family, and half of the money will be donated.

But fate still did not favor his silly cat.

"arrive."

The wonton shop is quite small, with only three tables inside, but there are a few big parasols outside, and six or seven tables and chairs.

Most of the people who came to eat were workers who had just finished their work, covered in sweat, and were a little surprised to see two young people suddenly, laughing and discussing in their hard-to-understand local dialect.

Fu Shuzhuo pursed his lips: "The uncle over there said you are handsome."

Pei Yang blushed, wishing he could hide behind Fu Shuzhuo: "Where are you sitting?"

Fu Shuzhuo looked at it: "There is no place inside, sit here."

The two came to a small square table and sat down. Fu Shuzhuo ordered a beef fried rice noodles and a small wonton.

"Do you want large or small portions of wonton?" The current owner of the wonton shop is Cheng Shi, the son of Grandma Cheng.

Fu Shuzhuo: "Big portion."

20 years ago, Cheng Shi was only eighteen or nine years old, and was reprimanded by Grandma Cheng every day, because he didn't study hard, and asked his family for money every day to spend time outside.

No one expected that 20 years later, Cheng Shi would honestly show the shop to his family, and the workmanship turned out to be pretty good.

He glanced at Fu Shuzhuo several times, and there was always an indescribable familiarity.

"A big wonton, a beef fried rice noodles, do you need anything else?"

Fu Shuzhuo thought for a while: "Let's have a large plate of offal by myself."

"Okay, sit down for a while."

Cheng Shi left with scrutinizing eyes, and Pei Yang heaved a sigh of relief: "Do you still speak the native dialect?"

Fu Shuzhuo shook his head: "I can only understand the general idea."

Pei Yang could feel the uncles at the side table looking at him, he turned his body uncomfortably: "What are they talking about?"

"Say you look good—" Fu Shuzhuo paused, and suddenly smiled at the uncle's table: "He's married."

It turned out that they were joking that if Pei Yang was not married, he would match his daughter.A few people were not annoyed when they were exposed and discussed, and even laughed out loud.

One of the middle-aged men in overalls asked in substandard Mandarin: "What about you? You can do it too!"

Pei Yang pursed his lips immediately without looking back: "He's married too!"

One of the black-skinned uncles realized: "It's gone, these two guys are a couple."

Fu Shuzhuo smiled and did not deny it.

The boss, Cheng Shi, quickly brought wontons and fried noodles: "Use it slowly—do you want a bottle of wine?"

Pei Yang looked around, most of the tables had beer or liquor on them.He actually wanted to drink a little bit, but Fu Shuzhuo wanted to refuse, but his heart softened when he met his eyes: "I can only drink a little."

Doctors do not recommend that Alzheimer's patients drink alcohol, and at most they can only drink and relax.

Not long after he was diagnosed, Fu Shuzhuo quarreled with Pei Yang because of this matter. At that time, Pei Yang didn't want to suspend his job, and occasionally needed to socialize.

For a project that day, Pei Yang drank wine with his partner for two hours.

When Fu Shuzhuo arrived, Pei Yang was already smelling of alcohol. He was aggressively promising his partner something, but when he saw him coming, he shrank back on the sofa and apologized: "I was wrong! Don't be aggressive."

In the end, the cooperation was reached, and Pei Yang was ridiculed by the partner for half a year.

...

Cheng Shi brought them a bottle of [-]ml liquor, which was not high in alcohol.He rubbed his hands on the apron, and just as he turned around, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Are you from Uncle Fu's family—"

He couldn't remember Fu Shuzhuo's name for a while, but he confirmed it 100%.

Fu Shuzhuo: "It's me."

Cheng Shi was excited: "It's been many years, your aunts say you're dead..."

He suddenly shut up. At that time, it was still a town, and the place was only so big. Everyone had heard about Fu Shuzhuo leaving home.

There has been no news for so many years, and Aunt Fu Shuzhuo's family directly announced that he died outside.

Pei Yang's face was extremely dark: "Did their hearts be eaten by dogs?"

Cheng Shi smiled embarrassingly: "Aunt Zhang is really not good at being a person, and everyone in the village knows that when my mother knew that you were forced to leave by them, she even had a fight with Aunt Zhang, and she was wronged for you."

"I left by myself." Fu Shuzhuo said lightly, "How is Granny Cheng now? Is she in good health?"

Although he and Cheng Shi are only six or seven years apart in age, they are separated by a generation, and they were both called Cheng Shi's mother and grandma before.

When he was in school, his aunt and uncle would take his son out to play on weekends, and lock the door of the main building and the kitchen to prevent him from thieves, so he had to stay at home alone and starve.

Granny Cheng couldn't see it, so she would wash a bowl of hot wontons for Fu Shu.Fu Shuzhuo has always remembered this taste, and it is still fresh in his memory for so many years.

When mentioning his mother, Cheng Shi said: "He is in good health, but he was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease not long ago. He can't remember things clearly, and his temper is not as good as before. When he got sick, he was very irritable."

Fu Shuzhuo was startled, and subconsciously glanced at Pei Yang.

Cheng Shi smiled wryly and said, "It's estimated that her body won't last long. The doctor said that her condition is progressing rapidly and she is very old. Even if she is well taken care of, she will live well for about ten years."