Chapter 153

Chang Ge is a sensible person.

Guobaorou can be ordered for takeout, but he had to go downstairs to buy it at the restaurant opposite the hospital.

The purpose is to make room for his sister and Tang Yu.

Since they were young, they should have been in a compatible relationship.It's just that Tang Yu was dull, so he didn't express anything from beginning to end.

It is also because he is very slow towards feelings, so he is indifferent to his sister Chang Wu's frequent overtures.

These are Chang Ge's thoughts. After all, Tang Yu is the man he feels most at ease with in the world. Only by leaving Chang Wu in Tang Yu's hands will he feel satisfied.

But the reality was completely different from his imagination.

After Chang Ge left, the atmosphere in the ward fell into a brief silence.

Chang Wu sat silently beside Tang Yu's bed and cried. Anyone who saw it would be tempted to feel soft.

Tang Yu's heart is also made of flesh, so he will naturally speak to dissuade Chang Wu a little.

"Stop crying, Chang Wu."

"What on earth are you doing? What else in your life dissatisfies you? Why do you want to abuse yourself..."

Chang Wu's eyes were as red as little white rabbits. She asked Tang Yu, wondering what happened to Tang Yu.

"No, I just forgot to eat."

"You are such an old man, do you still forget to eat? Who are you lying to?"

Tang Yu had no way to refute.

What Chang Wu said was indeed reasonable.

But he really didn't mean to mess with himself. He really forgot to eat.

Even during this period, he had forgotten how to breathe.

Tang Yu felt that he was no longer breathing. From the moment the big truck crashed into him, he should not have used his last life to resist the shackles of fate. He should have died on the spot.

In that case, at least we can see San Geng one last time.

Even if he becomes an evil spirit and wanders around in this world for hundreds of years, at least he will still be nostalgic.

Chang Wu stretched out his hand to Tang Yu, and his palm passed over Tang Yu's face. The hard stubble made Chang Wu's palm sting.

She had never seen Tang Yu with a beard. After all, Tang Yu once said that he hated having a beard.

But now, he seems completely different from what he was before.

Chang Wu had no way of knowing what happened to him during those days and nights when he had no contact.

After all, she had completely forgotten the reason why she had not contacted Tang Yu for a long time.

"I can't die, don't worry."

"If my brother doesn't look for you, who knows if you will die..."

"I will not die. I will spend my life in peace and watch the sunset in the evening of my dying years."

This is what Tang Yu is thinking.

He promised to watch three times.

Even if he leaves him one day in the middle of the night, he will still live his life smoothly.

He believes that he can do it. After all, living is the most important thing for most people.

It’s just that my heart is dead, and living in my memories like a walking zombie for decades is a kind of torture for anyone.

"Tang Yu, you need someone by your side to take care of you. I understand the change in your personality after losing your parents, and I can also completely understand the idea of ​​supporting you. It doesn't matter if you have no dreams of being a landlord all your life, even if you are ordinary. I'm happy with my days, as long as..."

Chang Wu raised her head and looked at Tang Yu, with tears shining in her eyes.

Tang Yu knew in his heart that there were not many girls in the world who would cry because of him, and Chang Wu was definitely one of them.

He understood what Chang Wu was thinking. During these months of tossing and turning about emotions, he had already become sensitive to the word love.

He didn't answer, and he didn't have time to answer.

Zhai Beimeng walked in from the ward in a hurry, with an anxious look on his face. She was relieved when she saw Tang Yu sitting on the bed safe and sound.

"What's wrong with you? You scared me to death, you know?"

Zhai Beimeng's sudden appearance was unexpected by Tang Yu and Chang Wu.

After all, Tang Yu didn't know that Zhai Beimeng had already arranged for someone to be waiting downstairs at his house to observe his whereabouts.

This was the first time Chang Wu and Zhai Beimeng met.

One of the two people is a young and beautiful model, and the other is a wealthy daughter with a bold personality.

But a woman’s intuition is always the most difficult thing to analyze in the world.

Just one look at each other made the expressions on their faces soften a bit.

Zhai Beimeng noticed the tears on Chang Wu's face, and coupled with the close distance between her and Tang Yu, people would think too much about it.

What's more, a stubborn northern woman like Zhai Beimeng is called innocence at best, but tiger at worst.

"Tang Yu, who is this?"

Zhai Beimeng spoke directly to Tang Yu, his tone was quite polite.

"It's my friend Chang Wu, a friend I grew up with."

"Hey, we are still childhood sweethearts."

"Chang Wu, this is a friend I just met recently, his name is Zhai Beimeng."

"Hello."

Chang Wu was the first to say hello to Zhai Beimeng.

Zhai Beimeng was stunned, nodded, and said hello back.

The atmosphere in the ward fell into a special kind of awkwardness.

Chang Ge went downstairs to buy pot-roasted pork at the restaurant opposite. He would definitely not be able to come back immediately to break the deadlock in a short time.

Although Tang Yu was thoughtful, he was so depressed now that he had no intention of caring about the feelings of the two people in front of him.

He couldn't even muster the interest to ask Zhai Beimeng how she knew she was in the hospital.

Tang Yu's sullen attitude was obviously not acceptable to the two girls in front of him. If they were just here to visit, either of them could leave after a short stay.

But when I realized that there was another woman here, this matter started to become not simple.

"Tang Yu, what's the matter with you? Why are you in the hospital? I went to your house to look for you before, but you didn't seem to be at home and didn't open the door for me."

"It's okay, I can't die."

"As long as you can't die, I'm a very old man. Let's save your breath and don't lie in the hospital all the time."

Although Zhai Beimeng only met Tang Yu once in her memory, she was very interested in Tang Yu's narrative ability, so she naturally mentioned the contents of the novel in chat topics.

After asking about Tang Yu's physical condition with some concern, Zhai Beimeng turned the topic to Tang Yu's novels.

"Why aren't your novels updated? Aren't your grades getting better and better? Don't you want to be a professional writer? With your current grades, as long as you keep up the good work, it won't be difficult to win the Best Newcomer Award in the category next year, right?"

But the novel happened to be the last thing Tang Yu wanted to mention right now.

Tang Yu once thought that it was proof that the third watch existed in the world, but now it seems that it was just a wishful dream on his part.

There was no way he could prove to anyone that San Geng had ever existed here and lived with him under the same roof.

With San Geng's departure, his story with San Geng came to an abrupt end. How could he continue to update?

Chang Wu listened on the side, and she was smart and immediately understood why Zhai Beimeng was able to get in touch with Tang Yu.

In fact, Tang Yu had several friends, and Chang Wu knew them very well.Just by listening to the conversation between the two, Chang Wu knew that the connection between them was based on the novel.

Of course she also knew that Tang Yu had been writing novels, but it was just like a pebble thrown into the sea without making any waves. She had always had a tacit understanding with her brother and never mentioned his novel writing when getting along with Tang Yu. .

Because Tang Yu did not do well in writing novels, he had always emphasized that he was just an online author and was not worthy of being called a writer.

Now it seems that the situation of his novels has improved?
"Is it true, Tang Yu, your novel is getting better? You are promising..."

If Chang Wu knew that the novel was a disgrace to Tang Yu now, she would never agree with this topic.

Tang Yu didn't even pay attention to them, making both of them a little embarrassed.

Moreover, if the woman's initiative is not responded to, it can basically be regarded as doubly embarrassing.

Tang Yu ignored the two of them like a dull gourd, but Zhai Beimeng was impatient, and she couldn't sit still immediately.

She couldn't stand Tang Yu's indifferent appearance.

"Hey, Tang Yu, I want to ask you something, but you can't say anything?"

"I'm ignoring you, so just stop talking, you know."

Tang Yu's tone turned cold in an instant, which Zhai Beimeng never expected.

"I...I'm just worried that your current good results will be affected by your long-term discontinuation of updates, and now readers are resentful of your discontinuation of updates. You also know that readers will trust the author only if he guarantees stable updates. Taste……"

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Tang Yu looked up at Zhai Beimeng, with no emotion in his eyes.

"I just hope you are well. Is there anything wrong with me? I like the novels you wrote. I think your stories can affect my emotions, so I want more people to read your novels, so I I will not hesitate to purchase the copyright of your work..."

"Tell me your bank card number, and I will send you the money to buy the copyright right away."

"That was not what I meant……"

Zhai Beimeng didn't know why Tang Yu's attitude towards him changed so quickly.

She felt that since she had a good family background, a good personality, and a beautiful appearance, she should appear in front of Tang Yu like a beautiful girl from heaven, help him clear away the gloom of the past, help him succeed in his career, and write the best marriage of the century with him.

But what Zhai Beimeng doesn't know is that even if she has achieved this level, even if she is almost perfect...

But in Tang Yu's heart, she was always just a castrated version.

She is not as good as one thousandth of the time, let alone leaving at the middle of the night. In a sense, Zhai Beimeng has an inescapable connection.

Tang Yu is not an unreasonable person, and he will not vent his anger on Zhai Beimeng. After all, Zhai Beimeng did not mean it.

But it is already extremely difficult for Zhai Beimeng to take advantage of his relationship with readers and fans to get closer to Tang Yu.

"What the hell? I'm so good to you, but you treat me like a donkey? It's really bad luck."

Di Beimeng was so angry that he turned around and left in a hurry.

Tang Yu let her leave, not even bothering to watch her off.

"Why don't you try to keep her here? After all, Tang Yu also said that she is your friend..."

Chang Wu said kindly, but Tang Yu shook his head.

"What I regret most is probably having a friend like her."

Chang Wu wanted to say something more, but thinking of Tang Yu's attitude towards Zhai Beimeng just now, he swallowed the words on his lips.

Not long after, Chang Ge returned to the ward carrying food.

Since Tang Yu fell into coma due to hypoglycemia due to not eating for too long, as an old friend for many years, Chang Ge would naturally not let Tang Yu suffer verbally.

So Chang Ge not only brought back the pot-wrapped pork, but also several dishes, including both meat and vegetables.

"Eat quickly, this guy can starve himself to the point of hypoglycemia, as expected of you."

Chang Ge quickly unfolded the lunch boxes in front of Tang Yu. The dishes inside looked good and were steaming hot.

Tang Yu had not eaten for a long time, and the aroma of the food inevitably made his hunger stronger, and his stomach even began to growl.

"Eat, eat, why, you still have to let me feed you, right?"

Chang Ge handed the chopsticks to Tang Yu, and Tang Yu reached out to take it.

He looked at the many dishes on the small table in front of him, and paused for a moment with his hand holding the chopsticks, but finally moved towards the pot of meat placed at the far end.

He tremblingly picked up a piece of pot-roasted meat and looked at it carefully before his eyes.

From the rich and bright tomato sauce, he seemed to see the girl's smile.

So he laughed too.

The Chang brothers and sisters didn't know what the current situation was, but Tang Yu's behavior was indeed a bit strange.

"Don't keep staring at the pot-baked pork. There are also braised pork ribs and pork belly. The fried mushrooms over there taste good too. I tasted a piece when it was packaged. There is also the Kung Pao Chicken, which looks like a good meal. …”

Before Chang Ge finished speaking, Tang Yu's tears were already flowing down his cheeks.

Although he was crying, he was still smiling when he looked at the pot of meat.

His smile is sunny, but his tears are heart-wrenching.

Chang Ge didn't know what was going on. Although he had known Tang Yu for many years, he had never seen Tang Yu like this.

It should be said that he had never seen Tang Yu today.

When he wanted to say something, Chang Wu took the lead and tugged on his sleeves.

Chang Ge looked at his sister beside him, and Chang Wu motioned with his eyes to Chang Ge to go outside the door.

The brother and sister came outside the door, Chang Ge's face was already a little anxious.

"What's going on with this guy? Could it be that hypoglycemia has damaged his brain? And you know, when I went to his house, not only did I see the pot of meat next to him, but I also saw his trash can. It’s full of Guobao Pork…Has this guy ever loved Guobao Pork so much before?”

Chang Wu felt uncomfortable listening to her brother's narration.

She could only tell Chang Ge what happened when Zhai Beimeng came before Chang Ge came back.

"I think Tang Yu may have been caused by too much pressure when writing novels. It is indeed possible for him to have hallucinations when he is highly stressed. After all, he keeps all his worries to himself..."

"That's not the case, but before you came, he asked me something in the ward."

"What?"

"He asked me if I believe in love..."

Chang Wu turned his head and looked at Tang Yu in the room through the glass on the ward door.

You will become like this...

Could it be because of a woman...

"Brother, do you know what Tang Yu's current pen name is?"

"I know, I know, but I usually read fantasy stuff, and I'm not interested in the kind of stuff he writes."

"Tell me and I'll go take a look."

"What's the use of that? You didn't even read a few pages when you were in school. Can you understand?"

"As far as I know, although the stories written by Tang Yu are of different lengths, they all have a beginning and an end. If Tang Yu stopped writing this novel halfway through, there must be his own reasons."

Chang Wu's eyes flashed with distress.

She would rather Tang Yu still despised her for being good at the game as before, and did not want Tang Yu to be as lost as he is now.

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.

Tang Yu is like this, and Chang Wu is like this too.

(End of this chapter)

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