Mr. Alzheimer's

Chapter 58 Concert

Pei Yang was completely wilted.He slapped Fu Shuzhuo away: "Go fix the bed."

"..." Fu Shuzhuo glanced at the time, it was only two o'clock, and the concert would start at seven o'clock, so he had to fix the bed.

The head of the bed had collapsed obliquely, and the end of the bed was still supported on it, so it was a bit difficult to get up.

Fu Shuzhuo patted his trousers, and gave Pei Yang, who was half up, a wicked smile: "If you have a nice voice, I'll pull you."

Pei Yang, who was so strong, was not happy, and was about to roll over, but suddenly a hand was wrapped around his waist, and he flew into the air.

Fu Shuzhuo grabbed Pei Yang and turned around in a circle, presenting a posture of hugging him face to face.

Fu Shu shook him, not very satisfied: "Tiantian loves to eat so much, why doesn't the flesh grow at all."

"There are tens of thousands of men in the world, Mr. Fu, if he likes fleshy ones, don't hang him here." Pei Yang jumped off him, "Anyway, your husband is gone, just enough for you to find the next spring."

"Yin-yang is weird. I only like you—" Fu Shuzhuo slapped his ass, and then added leisurely, "your body."

Pei Yang: "..."

Fu Shuzhuo: "So don't struggle, divorce is impossible. It doesn't matter who the soul is inside, as long as the body is my husband."

Pei Yang: "..."

cerebral hemorrhage.

If he dies in the future, he will be pissed off by that bastard Fu Shuzhuo.

Repairing the bed is a technical job. Fu Shuzhuo checked it. The plank is not bad, but the nails are too loose.

Pei Yang didn't want to move: "Just go shopping, I don't want to walk."

Fu Shuzhuo picked him up without saying a word: "No, I will think about it even if you leave me for a second."

Pei Yang's goosebumps fell all over the floor, Fu Shuzhuo didn't intend to let him down at all, this is the seventh floor of the lowest floor, and there are many residents on each floor, and they may catch eyes with their neighbors at any time.

Pei Yang was so nervous: "Put me down!"

Fu Shuzhuo walked downstairs with his arms around Pei Yang's waist: "Isn't it because you don't want to walk?"

Downstairs, the alley was narrow and could only accommodate one person, and happened to bump into a neighbor, so Pei Yang was let down, extremely ashamed.

He followed closely behind Fu Shuzhuo, and he could feel the strange eyes of his neighbors.

Pei Yang muttered angrily, "Clingy."

The houses in this area are basically rented out, so the living facilities are complete. Although dilapidated and crowded, the endless streets and alleys extending in all directions can accommodate all daily needs.

Fu Shuzhuo followed the navigation instructions to the hardware store, next to a grocery store.

Pei Yang was very worried: "Should I find someone to fix it? Can you do it?"

"What hasn't been repaired when we rented the house?" Fu Shuzhuo picked and picked, "Boss, are there any bigger nails?"

"Yes, here."

The boss is wearing big underpants, pointing casually, waving a fan leisurely, just like many years ago.

The pace of life in big cities is fast, and the surrounding milk tea shops, hairdressers, and restaurants are closing down every year, and newcomers come every year, except for the hardware store managers of these sundry shops.

Fu Shuzhuo quickly selected the tools, and when he turned his head, he found that Pei Yang was staring blankly at the ice powder stand opposite.

"... want to eat?"

Pei Yang nodded: "It looks good."

Fu Shuzhuo couldn't hide his smile: "I used to be reluctant to eat good food, but every time I went home to eat ice powder for a few dollars, you were very satisfied."

The ice powder stand is still the same one as before, in exactly the same location.It's just that there used to be a small supermarket behind it, but now it has become a cake shop.

The stall owner is still the same stall owner as before, now he is a bit older.

He saw two people approaching and asked, "What do you want?"

"Have some fruit ice powder."

"Wait."

Pei Yang asked softly, "You don't want to eat?"

Fu Shuzhuo: "Give it to me if you can't finish it."

It was like this in the past, they only bought one bowl, Pei Yang couldn't finish it every time, at least half was left for Fu Shuzhuo.

If he no longer lacks a few dollars for the ice powder, Fu Shuzhuo still likes to eat a bowl of intimacy with Pei Yang.

The boss picked up the ingredients skillfully: "What fruit to add?"

"Dragon fruit, watermelon, mango."

The boss obviously doesn't remember Pei Yang, but Pei Yang chatted with him once, and only then did he know that such a small ice powder stand has a frighteningly high annual net profit.

So for a long time Pei Yang kept saying, "Let's just set up a stall."

Later, because he really didn't have this skill and he was busy with his studies, Pei Yang gave up the idea.

"Okay, seven dollars."

The ice powder is refreshing and cool, and when it slips into the throat, it is sweet and delicious, Pei Yang doesn't even want to go back.The reason why he didn't want to go out was because there was no elevator in the house and he had to climb the seventh floor.

The buildings here are crowded, and they can even stand in front of the window and chat with the people in the opposite building at a normal volume.

The alley is damp and cramped, and when you look up, there are dilapidated walls on both sides.

I used to be accustomed to such an environment, but they came back after many years, but it was a different feeling.

They had no money back then, but they were happy... and healthy.

Pei Yang murmured with ice powder: "Can this place really be demolished?"

"Sooner or later it will be demolished, the house is too old." Fu Shuzhuo walked in front, "If you don't demolish it, leave it alone, we don't lack this."

After climbing to the seventh floor, Pei Yang was covered in sweat again.

Stepping into the house, he glanced at the other rooms with closed doors: "Are these rooms rented out?"

Fu Shuzhuo coughed, "No."

Pei Yang's heart hurts: "According to the average price in the neighborhood, the average price of a house is [-], here are three empty rooms, [-] a month, [-] a year—"

Fu Shuzhuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's troublesome, the tenants have to come to us for any problems, we don't have time to take care of them."

Pei Yang wrinkled his nose: "Isn't it all right to the real estate agency?"

"Hey, our President Pei is short of tens of thousands of dollars?" Fu Shuzhuo walked towards the small room with his arms around his waist, "Little money fan."

The bed had to be dismantled and nailed again, Fu Shuzhuo said while squatting down and busy: "And if you meet the kind of roommate we used to be, wouldn't it be so hard to die."

Pei Yang: "What kind?"

Fu Shuzhuo paused, realizing that Pei Yang didn't remember at all.

"Before, there was an otaku living in the first room. The room was very smelly, but he especially liked to leave the door open. Every time you go home and pass by, you have to pinch your nose."

"The second room is a girl, an office worker, she is normal, but there is a couple living in the room between us and her, making noise every night."

Pei Yang didn't realize it yet: "What noise?"

Fu Shuzhuo looked back at him and clapped his hands.

Pei Yang blushed immediately: "How embarrassing to be heard by others!"

"So that girl quarreled with the neighbor next door every day, and then moved away." Fu Shuzhuo suddenly smiled strangely, "You first..."

"what?"

Fu Shuzhuo tapped the nails: "At first you didn't want to go to the hotel, because you thought it was too expensive. One night, we couldn't hold it back. We were halfway through, and the next door suddenly started, and the screaming was very loud."

Pei Yang: "..."

Fu Shuzhuo couldn't help laughing: "You think the other party must have heard us and is provoking us, so he is unwilling to do it in the bedroom again."

In fact, how can I hear it.Pei Yang is thin-skinned, knowing that the sound insulation here is not good, and Fu Shuzhuo likes to see how he can't stand it, Pei Yang has to cover his mouth every time, and suffers pitifully.

He couldn't hold it anymore, so he bit the pillow and Fu Shuzhuo, but he refused to let out any sound anyway.

So much so that after graduation, they moved to a room with good sound insulation, and Pei Yang still used to keep his mouth shut when doing it.

"Okay." Fu Shuzhuo shook the bed, "It should be stable this time, and it can last for a while."

Because I can't live, there is no need to buy a new bed, otherwise the little money fan will say that he is prodigal again.

Pei Yang awkwardly handed over half of the ice powder: "Hurry up and eat."

He ate for almost half an hour, and there was still half of it left.

Fu Shuzhuo's heart was so soft that he wished he could catch someone and rub him into his body.

He drank it in two sips: "Do you want to continue what you haven't done before, Mr. Pei?"

"What..." Pei Yang suddenly realized, "Who wants to do it to you!"

Fu Shuzhuo raised his eyebrows: "I thought you urged me to repair the bed because you wanted to use it, otherwise what would you do to repair it?"

"...Let's see."

Pei Yang stepped back subconsciously. Seeing Fu Shuzhuo getting closer, he pushed the air subconsciously and turned his face away: "Don't mess around, there's no time—"

Pei Yang suddenly remembered the most important question, and asked, "You haven't said why there is a trick here!?"

"...No tricks, but slippery." Fu Shuzhuo smiled helplessly, and said cryptically, "Sometimes I miss you when I'm on a long business trip."

"...Oh." Pei Yang's eyes wandered, "This explanation is barely acceptable."

Fu Shuzhuo: "Then—"

Pei Yang turned around and left: "I'm going to the concert."

"Zhang Yang" said that Fu Shuzhuo tossed and tossed for a long time, and it might not be over once, which delayed him to listen to the idol's song.

"..." Fu Shuzhuo followed behind and locked the door, already thinking about how to teach the kitten at night.

It's about divorce, and it's about the concert being more important than him...

Pei Yang didn't even eat dinner seriously, so he dragged Fu Shuzhuo to a small restaurant.

Fu Shuzhuo glanced at him: "Don't you still want to pick up the plane."

Pei Yang coughed violently: "Yes, is it possible?"

Fu Shuzhuo began to recall: "We have been together for 17 years, and I have taken hundreds of planes at least, and you took me—"

Pei Yang made a decisive decision: "I won't go."

Fu Shuzhuo smiled with satisfaction, in fact he didn't finish talking, Pei Yang actually would pick him up whenever he had time.But many times he would come back early to surprise Pei Kitten with some gifts, which made Pei Yang lose the chance to pick him up at the airport.

Pei Yang suddenly realized that he was aggrieved: "No, what does it have to do with me if he doesn't pick you up?"

Fu Shuzhuo: "Yes, it doesn't matter."

Pei Yang is like a stubborn fish now, he has already decided to enter the pot, but he has to jump a few times for the last time.

After eating, they went straight to the cultural and sports center. It was a long time before they left the venue, but it was already overcrowded, and the ticket checking line was endless.

Pei Yang hurriedly pulled Fu Shuzhuo into the crowd: "Quick!"

Fu Shuzhuo held back his smile and followed him around, and finally waited until he was lined up before he said leisurely: "Actually, we can go through the VIP passage baby."

Pei Yang looked back and glared: "You didn't say it earlier!"

Fu Shuzhuo booked the tickets at Bian Ye's company through a trustee, so the seat is very good. Although it's not a box, it's also a VIP seat very close to the stage.

It was much faster to walk to the special passage, and they were seated quickly. The lights in the venue were extremely dim at the moment, and it was impossible to see the faces of the people around them clearly.

The atmosphere was very warm, and Fu Shuzhuo also gave Pei Yang a cheering stick.

Pei Yang looked at him suspiciously: "So generous?"

Fu Shuzhuo hummed: "After all, there will be no next time."

Pei Yang: "..."

Fu Shuzhuo curled his lower lip, and the two held hands, quietly waiting for the concert to start.

The moment Bian Ye appeared on the stage with the gorgeous lights, the atmosphere of the audience was boiling, screaming constantly, Pei Yang covered his ears in pain: "I knew I should wear earphones."

Fu Shuzhuo teased: "Isn't Mr. Pei called? What about an old fan of almost 20 years."

"..." Pei Yang looked around. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he knew that there were not many fans around. Many of them were special guests or celebrity friends, and they were quite calm.

How embarrassing would it be if he stood up abruptly?

Pei Yang's buttocks were firmly welded to the seat: "I'm afraid you'll be jealous."

Bian on the big screen also waved his hands down, and the cheers off the court subsided immediately. He welcomed all the guests with a song, without any extra steps.

Everyone was looking at him, waving purple cheering sticks, but Fu Shuzhuo rested his chin, stared at Pei Yang beside him, and settled accounts in his heart.

A certain cat has been staring at it for 1 minute, but has not blinked a few times.

3 minutes.

It's been 5 minutes and I still haven't turned my head.

……

Little pussycat, wait at night.