little lover

Han Qiaoye had a bandage on his arm, and the doctor repeatedly told him not to touch the water.

Zhuo Yifan was in the wrong, so he ceded the land and paid compensation, so he had to sell himself.

After talking with Han Qiaoye in the ward for a while, he lost his composure and said, "I'll pay you back."

Han Qiaoye sneered, "Why, I look like someone short of money?"

Zhuo Yifan stood by the wall and continued to listen to him talk, and when he heard Han Qiaoye scolding him while asking him to take care of the patient, he couldn't help asking, "Are you finished?"

Han Qiaoye was half lying on the hospital bed and tossing an apple with one hand, said: "It's not over, you have to look at the film yourself, fracture, do you know what a fracture is? A hundred days of injury, how can you compensate me?"

Zhuo Yifan was angry: "You still want me to accompany you?"

Han Qiaoye glanced at him, thought for a while and said, "Your suggestion is not bad."

Zhuo Yifan: "??"

Han Qiaoye had had enough teasing, and casually said, "It won't take long, just wait until I get it right."

Zhuo Yifan raised his eyebrows and looked at the aggrieved redness on his little face, who dared not speak out, huddled against the wall and stared at Han Qiaoye with rounded eyes, as if he had been forced into a corner of a cage with nowhere to escape Another feral cat holding up its paws in a defensive posture.

When Han Qiaoye saw him like this, he felt itchy in his heart, but he didn't show the slightest sign on his face. He said to him, "It's fine if you don't pay compensation. I'll go find your master. If you can run away, monks can't run away from the temple. If you really can't, there are dragons." Yu, I'll let them pay for it."

Zhuo Yifan was so aggrieved that he said after a long time, "I will compensate you, don't go to my master."

Han Qiaoye nodded in satisfaction.

Zhuo Yifan waited on him in the hospital for a long time, went to get medicine and peeled fruit, and he stopped eating after cutting it. He lay there thinking for a while, and told Zhuo Yifan that he wanted to go to the toilet.

When Zhuo Yifan helped him in, Han Qiaoye hung his arm on his chest, and looked at him without moving his other hand.

Zhuo Yifan was not willing to support him, and blushed and scolded him: "You pervert!"

Han Qiaoye looked at him with a surprised look, and said, "Did you forget? When you were drunk during the day, you forced me to look at your place, and even took out mine to compare, and pulled it yourself... "

Zhuo Yifan's white hair was about to explode when he heard it, and he refuted him blushingly: "You are talking nonsense!"

Han Qiaoye grabbed his hand, placed it on top of himself through the fabric, pressed it up and whispered in his ear, "You still have a small mole on your face."

Zhuo Yifan flicked his hand away as if it was burned, scolded him with red ears, and walked out with his hands.

After taking two steps but not daring to go too far, he stood angrily at the door and waited for the patient. There was no one else in the ward, Zhuo Yifan stood there hesitating for a while, then pulled off his pants and looked down. .

Damn, there are.

He kept his head down for a long time and couldn't lift it up. The heat on his face traveled all the way from his neck to his ears. He tried hard to think about why he was drunk and went crazy for a long time, but he could only recall a few fragments sporadically, not pulling people's clothes. , is to pat Han Qiaoye's face with his hand... Just thinking about it like this makes him feel ashamed and flustered.

Han Qiaoye came out after a long time, and was a little surprised to see the little white-haired boy at the door. He thought he had bullied the kid and ran away just now, but he didn't expect to be waiting for him at the door, so he felt a little better for no reason.

"Don't run around at night, stay here." He said to Zhuo Yifan: "Besides, something happened to your hotel, I'll send someone to send a car over, you go to my side, I'll take you in. "

Zhuo Yifan saw that his arm had been examined by the doctor, and he seemed to be fine, so he picked up his coat and said, "No need, my master is still waiting for me at home."

Han Qiaoye said, "You mean Long Yu's family?"

Zhuo Yifan ignored him when he heard it, and went back in the rain by himself.

Han Qiaoye watched him walk away wearing a coat from the window. After watching him for a while, he looked away and called someone to pick him up.He had an arm injury, and he also turned down the evening meeting, but he was treated as a sick patient, so it was rare to be able to sneak in some leisure time.

When Zhuo Yifan arrived at his master, his clothes were mostly wet, and his hair was sticking to his face. After entering the door, he stood against the wall like a child who had made a mistake and saw his parents, not daring to move: "Master , I'm sorry to trouble you."

Fang Jingyao was full of doubts, but seeing him coming back wet, he turned them into one sentence: "Is it raining outside?"

Zhuo Yifan nodded with drooping head, and said, "It started to rain when we entered the urban area."

Fang Jingyao thought of Han Qiaoye's broken convertible sports car, and silently glanced at the light rain outside. He couldn't help feeling sorry for him. They were probably the only ones who got caught in the rain while driving.He asked again: "Where did you hit him, just the arm? Is the injury serious? Did you go to the hospital for stitches?"

Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said: "No, the wound is not serious, just the arm took a picture and said it was a slight bone fracture, and it was bandaged. The doctor said it would take a month or two." Said: "Anyway, Han was always injured by me. I have a little impression of this, and I will be responsible. It's possible that I did something offensive when I was drunk."

Fang Jingyao said, "What did you do?"

Zhuo Yifan's Adam's apple rolled twice, his eyes went blank: "I tore his clothes off."

Fang Jingyao was shocked, and the expression on his face changed several times. Finally, he couldn't bear the strong desire to gossip in his heart, and asked closer, "How did you tear it up? How many pieces were torn up? Come on, tell me clearly."

Zhuo Yifan blushed: "...Anyway, when I woke up, I saw his shirt on the ground. It was so red, and no one else wore it. I could tell it was Mr. Han's at a glance."

Fang Jingyao wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by Long Yu, and said, "You should stay here tonight, the hotel is not safe now, and you don't feel at ease when you go back to Jingyao."

Zhuo Yifan agreed, but his master didn't have a big heart, so he gave him a change of clothes and daily necessities when he went to sleep at night, and kicked him to sleep in the vacated gym next door.

"There is still a small empty bedroom with a complete bathroom. You can make do with it for one night." Long Yu said so, without giving him a chance to refute, he took the child there.

Fang Jingyao was a little worried, and wanted to chase after him to have a look, but was also caught by Dr. Long.

Zhuo Yifan was relieved to see them like this, he was happier than anyone else that his master was doing well.

He is no longer the 13-year-old self. When his parents divorced, he felt like he had no home. He lived in that big house with nothing but his own shadow.If his master hadn't come all the way to see him, maybe his life would have turned to another fork in the road.

He likes Master, so when Master is happy, he is also happy.

He also trusts the person Master likes from the bottom of his heart.

Zhuo Yifan took a hot bath, and when he came out with a towel on his head, he called Sun An again. Sun An had been paying attention to the movement here. The news of the hotel fire hadn't come out yet, so Zhuo Yifan told him It startled him when he said it.

Zhuo Yifan said to him while wiping his hair: "Don't worry, the cafe downstairs caught fire. There were no casualties. I'm fine now."

Sun An said: "Boss, are you with Teacher Fang now?"

Zhuo Yifan responded, "Yes."

Sun An recited a Buddha, and his voice sounded a little weak: "That's good, I can rest assured that Teacher Fang will take care of me." His mood fluctuated accordingly, and he was relieved when he heard that Zhuo Yifan was safe and sound. After asking a few more questions, he said to him: "By the way, boss, there is one more thing. Mr. Zhuo has something to go abroad temporarily. I will try my best to hide it from you. You should come back soon."

Zhuo Yifan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay."

In this way, he still has a few days to stay here.

Just as he was thinking, a call came from an unfamiliar number on his mobile phone, and when he answered, he heard Han Qiaoye's teasing voice: "Hey, you are fast enough, you have been waiting for my call?"

Zhuo Yifan said, "Why do you have my number?"

Han Qiaoye said, "I'm afraid you ran away and asked your master for it."

Zhuo Yifan said: "What kind of a hero do you come to me if you have something to do, you always ask my master!" How can you always complain to your parents, isn't it shameless!

Han Qiaoye probably had never been a hero before, so he was not affected at all, so he said to him, "Just kidding, I asked Long Yu for the number."

Zhuo Yifan thought it was different, not all parents.

Han Qiaoye said: "You've been staying here all this time, right? Coincidentally, I'm too. I'm busy with company meetings during the day, so I just make do with eating out at noon. You can start cooking for me tomorrow night. It's light. Order, it’s better to have some soup, bone broth can be stewed, right?”

Zhuo Yifan: "... yes."

Han Qiaoye wasn't the one who suffered. His broken arm didn't make the assailant Xiao Baimao feel better. He ordered a bunch of miscellaneous things before hanging up the phone in satisfaction.

Zhuo Yifan felt more at ease thinking that his master was next door, but thinking of that annoying Han Qiaoye just now, he couldn't help but frowned, feeling terribly annoyed.

Before going to bed, Han Qiaoye also sent him a text message, asking him to save his number, and he must answer it within a few rings, otherwise he will go to his master.

Zhuo Yifan edited a "Pink Phoenix Flower Phoenix" for him, and pressed save viciously.