I have my own deodorant, and I am troubled every day

"Yuyu." The man's deep voice rang in his ears, as if an electric current had passed through it, and it made people's ears itch slightly.

"Does it hurt your stomach?"

Yu Yu tried his best to prop up his eyelids, He Guyuan had already bent down to check his situation.

"Uncomfortable..." Yu Yu muttered, rubbing his stomach restlessly, as if it would make him feel better.

His face turned pale because of the discomfort, even his lips were so pale that they lost their color, his small face was sick, and his slender and curly eyelashes drooped down, adding a glass-like sense of fragility.

He Guyuan only felt his heart ache from being washed away by distressed emotions, he pursed his lips tightly, his expression tense.

"Don't rub it like this." He Guyuan grabbed Yu Yu's hand that was tossing around, not letting him rub his stomach indiscriminately, so as not to make it more uncomfortable.

He was anxious and distressed: "I won't let you eat like this again in the future."

He should have thought earlier that street food stalls are no more hygienic than those made at home or regular restaurants. Yuyu has never eaten at roadside stalls before. .

He Guyuan reached out to pick up Yu Yu and hugged it horizontally in his arms.

Yu Yu had already knelt on the ground for a long time before, her legs were soaked by the temperature of the tiles on the ground, and she couldn't help but burrow into He Guyuan's arms again and again whenever she encountered a heat source.

He Guyuan carried Yu Yu to the bed, touched Yu Yu Bingbing's feet, and covered him with his hands a little, and when he got warmer, he wrapped him in a quilt into a small spring roll.

Then I went to boil a pot of hot water by myself.

The hot water in the kettle was heated and gurgling, the sound was reassuring and hypnotic.The light in the room was also turned on, and the light was soft and warm.

Yu Yu wrapped her little quilt tightly, only showing a small head, staring at He Guyuan who was busy.

While He Guyuan was waiting for the water to boil, he called the director up and asked him if the crew was preparing to accompany the doctor and wanted to get some medicine.

The director woke up from his sweet sleep in a fright, and quickly said: "There are some! It's not convenient to travel here in the mountainous area. The crew has an accompanying doctor."

He asked cautiously: "I'll call him over for you, are you sick?"

He Guyuan: "It's not me. It's Yuyu."

After he finished speaking, he spoke very fast again: "Please let the doctor come quickly. He is very uncomfortable."

The director quickly responded, jumped up from the bed, put on his shoes and ran downstairs, knocking on the door to find someone.

The water boiled.

He Guyuan poured a cup of hot water, softly coaxed the drowsy Yu Yu up, and fed him water clumsily.

Yu Yu took a sip, and said in a nasal voice with aggrieved voice: "It's hot."

He Guyuan rubbed Yu Yu's head and blew on it to make the water cool, before feeding Yu Yu water little by little.

Yu Yu stuck out her small tongue, took a quick sip of the water, and felt that it wasn't hot anymore, so she obediently began to drink again.

Halfway through drinking a glass of water, the doctor hurried over, followed by the director in messy pajamas and beard.

"Hurry up, show Mr. Xiao Yu." The director said in a hurry.

The doctor was so sweaty that he thought something serious had happened. After asking about the symptoms, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It should be because he has eaten too much and too much. I will prescribe some medicine. Let him eat lightly in the next few days." The doctor said, taking out the medicine from the medicine box he brought over.

After confirming that there was no major problem, the director also heaved a sigh of relief. He glanced at He Guyuan, sent the doctor away with a wink, and left the room himself.

He Guyuan remembered the doctor's instructions on the dosage, poured four pills out of the medicine bottle, and coaxed Yu Yu to drink water and take the medicine in a low voice.

The pills are bitter, and Yu Yu's five sense organs are twisted together because of the bitterness, tears seem to fall from his misty eyes in a second.

He Guyuan hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Is it suffering?"

Yu Yu nodded.

So the director, who had just returned to his room and was about to go to bed, was forcibly called up again, and this time He Guyuan went directly to find someone.

The director thought that something was wrong again, and said nervously, "What's wrong?"

I saw He Guyuan frowning, with a serious face, as if he was about to explain something worth a billion dollars.

The director held his breath and waited for Mr. He to speak——

"Is there any sugar?"

Director: "...Huh?"

In the end, the director, who has a five-year-old son at home, found some fruit candies.

He Guyuan took the candy, turned around and left.

The director was left standing in a mess at the door of the room.

Just... want some candy?

The director pondered, could it be that Mr. Xiao Yu thinks the medicine is bitter...

He Guyuan fed fruit candy to Yu Yu who was afraid of suffering.

After eating the candy, Yu Yu, whose mouth became sweet again, finally stopped frowning.

He obediently listened to He Guyuan's words, and lay down.

He Guyuan helped him tuck the quilt: "Go to sleep, it won't be uncomfortable when you wake up."

Yu Yu pawed at the quilt, almost closed his eyes from sleepiness, but muttered:

"Am I dreaming? Are you the real Mr. He?"

He Guyuan touched his sweaty forehead hair: "I'm not dreaming."

Yu Yu let out a "huh" and was quiet for a while, then suddenly said:

"I didn't secretly look at my phone."

There is also a little secret pride in the tone.

He Guyuan was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was talking about being caught peeking at Boss Ba in the middle of the night when he was at He's house.

He couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I didn't watch it. Yuyu is awesome."

Yu Yu whimpered twice in satisfaction, writhed in the bed like a silkworm baby, and said, "I want to rub my stomach, it feels good to rub my stomach."

He was chanting, stretching out his hand and wanting to toss, He Guyuan hurriedly stopped him: "You go to bed, I'll rub it for you."

Yu Yu finally settled down.

He Guyuan massaged Yu Yu's stomach with moderate strength. The massage and medicine worked together, and finally Yu Yu didn't feel uncomfortable, and soon fell asleep.

He Guyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed Yu Yu for a while, then withdrew his hand and covered Yu Yu with a quilt.

He quietly stood by the bed for a while, watching Yu Yu sleep soundly, and finally let go of his heart, followed by some bubbling and inexplicable emotions.

"The memory is so good." He Guyuan whispered softly, "Then you must remember to promise me to enjoy the flowers together."

"Don't forget." He Guyuan lightly tapped the tip of Yu Yu's nose.

·

He Guyuan went out from Yu Yu's room.

Originally, he was worried that Shen Heshu's strange fluctuations would harm Yu Yu, so he came here to take a look.

Fortunately, he came here, otherwise Yu Yu would not have known that Yu Yu had a stomachache.

"Mr. He?"

A voice came from the front, and there was surprise in the words.

It was Lu Yueming.

He was wearing a coat, as if he hadn't fallen asleep and came out for a walk.

"You couldn't sleep, so you came out for a walk?"

He Guyuan said coldly, "Yes."

Lu Yueming seemed to see that He Guyuan didn't want to talk to him, touched his nose, and said consciously: "Then I won't bother you, I'll go out and sit at the door."

After finishing speaking, he brushed past He Guyuan.

He Guyuan glanced at him, saw Lu Yueming passing Yu Yu's room straight, then turned and walked back to the room.

The moonlight was bright and clear, and the hazy halo shrouded the mountain forest outside the villa, creating a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.

It was cold at night, and there was a white mist in the mountains and forests, but it was difficult to tell whether it was the moonlight or the mist.

Lu Yueming sat at the gate of the villa, leisurely looking at the dense forest in front of him.

"Today is sunny, tomorrow will be the same, and the next week will be the same. It will rain next week." Lu Yueming said slowly.

"Right?" he said to himself.

As the night wind blew, the forest made rustling sounds of branches and leaves, as if responding to Lu Yueming's words.

"March in Jincheng—Blossoms like brocade—White water in the mountain stream—The spring is as clear as silver—" Lu Yueming hummed an unknown tune, and the tune was melodious and melodious that can only be found in the mountains.

With the rustling sound of the mountains and forests, there is a different kind of beauty and beauty.

Lu Yueming hummed for a while, then stopped humming.

"March... I wonder if March in Jincheng will still come?" Lu Yueming's voice was so small that it was almost a whisper.

He stood up, shaking, goosebumps all over his body was blown by the wind: "It's so cold, I want to go back to the house."

Lu Yueming turned around and entered the villa, and locked the door.

The night wind stopped, the mountains and forests stopped moving, and everything was surprisingly quiet, not even the sound of animals. I don't know if they have gone to hibernation.

The whole mountain was so quiet, it was as if the mountain had died.

The author has something to say: the sick Yuyu is so cute that I want to rua

Mr. He: Death Stare.jpg

I really can't eat too much and miscellaneous, I will go to the hospital, don't ask me how I know

感谢在2019-12-2705:05:28~2019-12-2801:05:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: a big basket of small oranges 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!