the sun rises because of loving you

The cold air in Yuancheng came very early this year. At the end of October, I had to wear a thin coat, and the temperature was changeable, rising and falling, which made people a little confused. If you put away your autumn coat, the next day the sun will shine, you have to take it out and continue wearing it. Fortunately, it is not that troublesome to stay in the store, and you have to pay more attention when you go out.

Ms. Zhu and Mr. Shang sent some meat, rice and millet to them and Shang Zhu. There were a lot of things, and Shang Zhu couldn't start a fire in the dormitory. In the kitchen at Xihe's place, Shang Lin looked worriedly at the overcrowded cabinets: "Why don't you take some out and give it to Li Yuting and the others? Don't they often cook too? We have so many here, when will we have to eat?" go."

Bai Xihe nodded: "Okay, I'll make a call later and ask. If I'm home tonight, I'll send it over."

"It's cold at night, wear more clothes." Shang Lin urged.

Bai Xihe was wearing a little too much. He couldn't bear the fact that there was a flirtatious Qi Luyang in Li Yuting's family who made him catch a cold. Bai Xihe was infected by him in a careless move, and he woke up the next morning. I was so dizzy that I couldn't open my eyelids, my nose was blocked and it was very uncomfortable, and my eye sockets were red.

Shang Lin told him not to open the door today, but to lie on the bed for a whole day, boil a pot of vegetable porridge for breakfast and serve it to him.

Bai Xihe cleared his throat: "Throat is itchy."

The voice is slightly hoarse.

"I'll get you medicine after you've finished eating. Don't talk too much today. I'll make pear soup for you in the afternoon." Shang Linwen said.

Bai Xihe is very tired when he is sick. I wonder if it is because he has kept cats for a long time. They all have similar temperaments. After eating, he refuses to let Shang Lin go. Stay away from me a little bit, don't infect you again."

Shang Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and patted him on the back: "Can I get you the medicine first?"

"En." One word, the nasal sound was particularly serious, like a baby, Shang Lin couldn't bear it at all, and hurriedly ran away.

When he came up again, Bai Xihe was leaning on the pillow, playing with his iPad and checking Weibo.

"Take medicine." Shang Lin handed him the water glass and pills, and said with a smile: "I didn't use Weibo before, why are you more active than me now?"

Although Bai Xihe was a little clingy at the moment, he was not coquettish after all, and swallowed a few big pills in one gulp.

"It's interesting to brush and brush."

"What do you want to eat for lunch today?" Shang Lin asked: "Let's be light, your throat is not uncomfortable."

"Steam vegetables, it's not troublesome, just look at it and make some."

Shang Lin responded, raised his hand to touch his forehead, and felt relieved, it was just a common cold, no fever.

"You go and do your work. I think I can sleep again after taking the medicine. Stay away from me. Don't really infect you."

Shang Lin smiled: "It's okay, how can I be so delicate."

Bai Xihe said seriously: "It's easy to get sick when the season changes, why don't you drink some anti-virus these days? It's always good to pay more attention."

Shang Lin nodded in response: "Then I'm off to work, call me if you have something to do, and I will definitely appear in front of you within half a minute."

Bai Xihe was amused: "Are you acting in TV?"

Shang Lin smiled and kissed him on the forehead, and went downstairs to his bookstore.

Because Bai Xihe's throat was also uncomfortable, Shang Lin boiled pear soup with less sugar. It's all sweat, and after sleeping again, my throat is obviously much better.

The left and right are just a little stuffy. Today, the cat coffee was not cleaned up. He changed his clothes and went downstairs, cleaned the cat toilet, wiped the floor, and cleaned the eyes and ears one by one with the cats in his arms. He kept busy until dinner.

Half of the bookstores in Shanglin are closed late, some people like to read in it, and they can see xx o’clock when they see it, but there is nothing busy after dinner, just wait for someone to go to clean up, and Shanglin also I didn't bother to care about it, so I handed it over to the two kids and went back to Maoca.

"I simmered pigeon soup in the pot this afternoon. I went out to buy some pancakes and came back. Let's just eat it. Don't eat too much raw or cold food, it's not easy to recover." Shang Lin said.

"I'll go. I didn't go out all day today, so I'm suffocating in the house." Bai Xihe went upstairs, put on his coat, and went out to buy cakes.

Shang Lin was sitting by the window with Yinhu in his arms. It was already dark outside. There were shops around here, brightly lit, and there were barbecues and skewers on the opposite street. It was so hot to watch, which made people feel good.

Shang Lin belatedly realized that it wasn't too far away, but Bai Xihe couldn't hear any noise here, especially the second floor, where it was quiet every day before going to sleep.

Shang Lin unconsciously stroked Yinhu's fur, and the guy squinted his eyes and began to doze off.

Yinhu is now like the mascot of the book club. He likes to go to him when there is nothing to do. He will open the door by himself. It barks twice when it is in a good mood, most of them are sleeping and no one pays attention to it, but as soon as Shang Lin arrives, he knows how to give him a seat, then climbs into his lap and continues to sleep, as if he has forgotten Bai Xihe. went.

Among the cats in Bai Xihe's house, Yinhu and Xiao Si are more close to each other, but he basically ignores Bai Xihe, Shang Lin sat on the sofa for a while, and Xiao Si ran over and nestled directly in the cat. Next to his legs, he rubbed his thighs against his neck as if it was a tickle, and only started to sleep peacefully after rubbing enough.

A cold will not get better within a week, even if you take medicine, as long as you don’t have a fever or other symptoms, it’s fine, just wait for it to get better gradually.

At night, Bai Xihe lay in bed and sighed: "A few days ago, I said that I hadn't been sick for a long time, but I was infected when I went to Li Yuting's house."

Shang Lin read a book under the warm yellow light: "Your health is already considered good. Whenever Shang Zhu catches a cold, he will have a fever. This happens every time."

The two chatted around the topic of illness for more than half an hour, Shang Lin yawned, closed the book and got ready to sleep.

"I found that you don't seem to like tofu very much, do you think it's fishy?" Shang Lin leaned on his arm and looked at him, asking.

"It's okay, you rarely make it. I don't like to eat old tofu. It smells too strong." Bai Xihe, who was infected by him, also yawned, smiled, and touched the squeezed out tears.

Shang Lin saw that his eyes and nose were red, and thought he was cute, so he wanted to lean up to kiss him, but was separated by Bai Xihe, before Shang Lin could express his dissatisfaction, he was kissed on the forehead by the other party: "Contagion."

Shang Lin didn't have so many requests, so he readily accepted: "What about the tofu nao? Do you eat it with some soup to cover the taste?"

Bai Xihe nodded: "Okay, do you want to do it tomorrow?"

"Well, but I haven't tried it. I just saw the method on Weibo the other day. Let's try it tomorrow."

Bai Xihe had never eaten homemade tofu nao, but before going to school when he was a child, he would often buy a bowl of it at the door of his house and eat it together with deep-fried fried dough sticks. He hadn't eaten it for many years, and almost forgot the taste.

Bai Xihe doesn't like the smell of bean curd, but he likes the soft and glutinous taste of tofu nao. He used to ask the boss to pour more soup for him to cover the taste. Shang Lin didn't know how to steam it, so he couldn't taste it at all. There was a strange smell, and I ate two large bowls in one go, and then consciously went to wash the dishes.

"What's the date today?" Bai Xihe asked suddenly.

"February 9st, what happened?"

Bai Xihe glanced at him helplessly, shook off the drops of water on his hand, walked over and pinched his face, pretending to be vicious and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shanglin went down for a second, and immediately realized: "Ah! It's been a year!"

Shang Lin really almost forgot that today, a year ago, was the day he met Bai Xihe in the bar.

Time slipped through my fingers, I never thought it would pass so fast.

"Shall we celebrate?" Shang Lin asked with a smile.

"Want to go to the movies?" Bai Xihe smiled: "Actually, I didn't particularly keep track of the date. I just suddenly thought that Qi Luyang's mother's memorial day should be in these few days. Then I would like to ask you, no Think of it as today."

Shang Lin was stunned for a moment, remembering what Bai Xihe said before, the day they met he was drinking with Qi Luyang, because that day was his mother's memorial day.

Shang Lin frowned: "Should I give him a call to express my condolences?"

Bai Xihe laughed: "No, he has someone to accompany him now, so he doesn't care about us coming, okay? He hasn't called me until now, so I'm sure he won't need me anymore."

"Okay." Shang Lin asked: "Then will Li Yuting open the door today? I haven't been to his shop yet."

"It will definitely open in the afternoon, and it should close early. If you want to go, we will leave in a while." Bai Xihe said.

The reason why it's not Eleven yet is that there aren't many movies showing in the cinema, and the two of them didn't have to choose. After watching a niche literary film, Shanglin, a liberal arts student, watched it with gusto, but Bai Xihe couldn't do it. After more than half an hour, he began to yawn, and finally rested his head on Shang Lin's shoulder and squinted to sleep in boredom.

Shang Lin patted his face amusedly: "Go to sleep, there is still more than an hour."

Bai Xihe yawned again: "It's okay, I can't sleep."

Shang Lin's shoulders trembled with laughter: "You have already yawned several times."

Bai Xihe also found it funny: "Physiological reaction, I may really not be suitable for watching literary films."

So for the remaining one hour or so, Bai Xihe leaned on Shang Lin's shoulder to finish watching. When the lights in the theater came on, Bai Xihe raised his hand to rub Shang Lin's shoulders.

Li Yuting's storefront is not too big, at least compared to Maoca and Book Bar, and the rent in Times Center is also very expensive, such a small house is about the same.

When Bai Xihe and Shang Lin left, Qi Luyang was also there, sitting on the chair backwards, playing games with his arms on the backrest.

There were also two young couples and two girls playing in the store. The ground inside was dirty, with water and mud everywhere, and Qi Luyang was sitting at the door.

"Aren't you going to class today?" Bai Xihe asked.

Qi Luyang was playing happily, without raising his head: "I'm asking for leave, I have to take Li Yuting to the cemetery when the door closes in the afternoon."

Shang Lin smiled: "Meet the parents?"

Qi Luyang was dead in this game, so he simply turned off his phone, sat up straight and stretched: "I dreamed of her two days ago and told me to take my partner. If I don't take it, I might have to run out to scare me."

Li Yuting came out of the room where the porcelain was fired, took off his apron and wiped his sweat, heard this and walked over to rub his head.

"Your business here is pretty good." Shang Lin said.

"Yes, it's okay. Today is not the weekend. There are many people on weekends. Some people have to queue up when they come." Li Yuting was not humble at all.

Qi Luyang let out a "tss": "It's not all because of your face."

Li Yuting was helpless: "There are many boys here too, okay?"

"Boy?" Qi Luyang dragged out meaningfully.

Li Yuting rolled his eyes at him, was too lazy to talk, and went about his own business.

Shang Lin smiled and shook his head, these two people are like this, if they don't argue for a day, they will feel uncomfortable and panic.

He looked back at Bai Xihe, who was viewing Li Yuting's new works, and thought that the way couples get along is quite different, and even if he quarreled with Bai Xihe, they might not be able to quarrel.