famous first flash marriage

Could it be... Are Cheng Lie and Yan Ling together?

It stands to reason that even if Cheng Lie is not with his family on a festival like this, he should be with Tang Xiao.

Then why, he was alone with Yan Ling?
Ren Feilin's heart was agitated, and she zoomed in on the picture and carefully looked at it several times. She was basically sure that there were only two people sitting on the table, and there were only two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

She couldn't be wrong about this.

Moreover, Ren Feilin was sure that that wrist belonged to Cheng Lie.

Many of Cheng Lie's clothes are tailor-made by well-known international designers. This shirt seems to be nothing special, but its texture and tailoring are first-class. The wooden cufflinks, a certain Cheng Lie Mother Ren Feilin heard from Cheng's mother that it was made of a very expensive and rare wood. No matter how many times it is worn, the cuff will exude a refreshing woody fragrance.

The scent relieves stress and clears the mind—which is why Cheng Lie uses the cuffs on his shirts.

Cheng Lie himself may not care about these things, but because he himself does not care, Cheng's mother pays more attention to it. The tailor-made clothes for her eldest son are so exquisite that it is difficult to pick out the second one in the world.

As a woman, Ren Feilin, especially a so-called socialite who once studied abroad and often went to fashion shows, was able to chat with her mother in terms of fashion.

Her vision in this area is also quite vicious. Although Yan Ling may have deliberately blurred the photos in order not to let others see it, Ren Feilin still noticed Cheng Lie's existence with keen eyes.

Looking at the comments under Yan Ling's circle of friends, most of them are teasing Yan Ling, asking him who has become a private doctor for a beautiful woman, and whether it will be a spring festival tonight.

Yan Ling didn't reply, he didn't seem to care what other people think of him, he just sent a holiday sentiment.

Ren Feilin stared at the photo, to be precise, the wrist in the photo for a while, and felt her breathing gradually became short of breath, and her heartbeat gradually increased.

She even couldn't help reaching out her hand to lightly touch the wrist that wasn't clear at all on the screen of the phone.

How long has she been close to him, how long has she felt his temperature?

Ren Feilin stared blankly at the phone, her inner and outer desire for Cheng Lie overcame everything.

A thought quietly floated up in her mind——

I must see him, must...

In a simple yet warm apartment, there is a long dining table covered with a dark blue tablecloth.

Holding a bone china soup bowl with slender and strong fingers, and holding a white spoon in the other hand, slowly stirring the clear porridge with finely chopped vegetable leaves in the bowl, as if quietly waiting for the hot air The clear porridge cooled down, but he didn't look like he was in a hurry to drink it.

"You've been messing around for a long time—is it so difficult to drink porridge? Or do you despise my craftsmanship?" The young man on the opposite side raised his long, light-colored and handsomely curved eyebrows impatiently.

The person sitting opposite him didn't speak, still stirring the porridge in the bowl at a leisurely pace.

"Retsuko, you can't do this." The man shook his head and said.

Cheng Lie threw the spoon in his hand into the bowl, looked up at him, and said calmly, "What's wrong with you? Yan Ling."

"It's not my problem, it's your problem—" Yan Ling sighed heavily and said, "You haven't eaten much in the past two days, so that's not okay."

Yan Ling looked at Cheng Lie who was sitting opposite, and the more he looked, the more depressed he became.

Cheng Lie moved here quietly after the operation for gastric bleeding. No one saw him, so he called him over alone.

Yan Ling and Cheng Lie have been brothers since they were young. They went to the battlefield together and escaped death together. Cheng Lie has a need, and he is obliged to do so.

The dean of a dignified sanatorium just left everything behind and ran to this apartment to become Cheng Lie's personal doctor.

He has no complaints about taking care of Chenglie, even if it is serving tea and water, he has no problem.

The problem is, Cheng Lie's sick number is not very worrying.

He didn't bother at all, but he didn't look like, or didn't suit a patient.

He has no self-consciousness as a patient at all, and he still works in front of his notebook or reads books every day. Of course, all of this is done under the infusion.

Yan Ling is also well-informed, but when he saw Cheng Lie dressed neatly, sitting upright in front of the computer, administering the needle while handling official business, his face was bloodless, However, his expression was extremely natural and resolute - this made Yan Ling feel a little bit pained.

Do you have some self-consciousness as a patient?

Yan Ling wanted Cheng Lie to lie down and have a good rest, but before he could open his mouth, Cheng Lie said directly that lying down was boring and uncomfortable.

Yan Ling was speechless in an instant——

Co-author, you are born to work hard, right?

During this period, Cheng Lie suffered from stomach pain several times. After all, he just had stomach bleeding, so pain is inevitable.

However, when Cheng Lie had a stomachache, he didn't say anything at all.

Even people can sit there very normally without saying a word.

If it weren't for the clues from his increasingly pale face and the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, Yan Ling probably wouldn't have opened his mouth even if he fainted from pain.

"Retsuko, I beg you, you are on sick leave now, can we act like a sick person? You are not in the army, so you need to be so... so self-restrained?"

Yan Ling remembered very clearly that Cheng Lie, who was drenched in cold sweat at that time, raised his sweat-drenched eyelashes extremely calmly, glanced at him lightly, and even had a casual smile in his eyes: "I'm used to it."

This sentence made Yan Ling lose his mind again.

Of course he knew what Cheng Lie meant by "getting used to it".

Cheng Lie's stomach problem has been around for a long time, but he never took it seriously.People who often go out on missions have stomach problems to some extent. It is normal to have stomach pains during missions. The only thing to do at that time is to endure.

Just bear with it and get used to it.

So this person will go straight to the point of gastric bleeding this time.

If it weren't for stomach bleeding, he wouldn't be able to stop and rest.

He is tolerant, gentle, takes medicine on time, and obediently infuses—this seems to be a very easy patient to deal with.

But no, Yan Ling would rather he didn't.

However, even if he couldn't eat at all, if Yan Ling strongly demanded, Cheng Lie would eventually eat it all in one sitting.

Then, he went to the bathroom alone to vomit.

Therefore, seeing Cheng Lie sitting in front of him calmly stirring the porridge in the bowl, Yan Ling knew what his plan was.

This doesn't work.

This is not considered normal eating at all. Every time I eat, I vomit, which is no different from not eating.

Cheng Lie in front of him is still in a solid and tough figure, but Yan Ling can tell that he is still thinner after all.

The most obvious change is his complexion - his face has been very bad these days.

Cheng Lie's natural skin is light, not tanned, but still a healthy wheat color. After these days of tossing, Yan Ling looked at it under the light, and felt that Cheng Lie's face was almost transparent.

"What's the matter with you?" Yan Ling panicked, and couldn't help pouring out all the words that had been holding back in his heart for the past two days: "Although you didn't say anything, I still want to know—why didn't you say anything?" Seeing your family Tang Xiao? Don’t you two have a good relationship? Does she know that you are sick, so she doesn’t care about you? Others don’t care, your own wife leaves you here as a sick person and ignores you No matter, no matter how I think about it, I feel something is wrong. Also, today is the Dragon Boat Festival. It doesn’t make sense if you don’t spend it with your wife! Cheng Lie, since we’ve known each other for so many years, you and I Honestly, what's wrong with you two?"

In his opinion, Cheng Lie was silent, as if he had nothing to do, but he seemed to be hiding something on his mind.

Cheng Lie is not a person who likes to express and vent negative emotions. The more indifferent he is, the more worried Yan Ling becomes.

He even suspected that Cheng Lie couldn't eat because he was in a bad mood because of something awkward with Tang Xiao.

This sounds funny, but when people are in a bad mood, their appetite will indeed decrease.

But Chenglie's current body, no matter how bad it is to eat, it's really too bad.

As his brother, as his personal doctor, he couldn't just ignore it.

"It's nothing." Cheng Lie lowered his eyelashes, staring at the clear soup in the bowl that almost reflected his entire face.

"Nothing?" Yan Ling was furious, "You're so fucking farting! I believe you're right—"

"Yo, our little Yan Ling has also learned how to swear." Cheng Lie suddenly looked up at him, with a slightly novel smile in the corner of his eyes.

Probably because of his pale face, Yan Ling was a little surprised that Cheng Lie's smile under the light was so beautiful.

This smile can be described as "gentle" and "amazing".

Yan Ling is glad that he is not a gay - as a proper straight man, he has to admit that Cheng Lie is good-looking, but he made him speechless for a moment, and if he was a gay, why not just pounce on him?

When he was in a daze, he forgot what he was going to say just now.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Cheng Lie looking at him with mockery in his eyes, as if he had insight into all his inner activities.

Yan Ling coughed unnaturally, but his tone softened a lot: "I don't believe you, you want me to believe that there is nothing wrong between you and Tang Xiao, well, you can call me right now, She is your wife, and you are her husband. Why is she not taking care of you when you are sick, and leaving you here alone? I know you think this vegetable soup with little water is not good. I’m really sorry Stop it, I'm at this level, it can be said that you have brought my cooking skills to the extreme. If you can't stand it, it's easy to solve-call your wife to cook what you want, I don't Stop you, sincerely, with your current body, you can't stand it anymore without eating, Cheng Lie, I haven't even mentioned the matter of opening your head for the time being, please, quickly feed your stomach first, okay? "