【Xiyao】Everyone is happy

Summary: How to take care of a sick boyfriend.

Jin Guangyao opened his eyes and sat up in the darkness.

A light source gradually appeared beside him, and there was a shaking figure in front of him.

Lan Xichen was slowly turning on the bedside lamp.

"Ayao," Lan Xichen reassured him when he saw his panic-stricken face, "It's okay, this is my home."

A hand was placed on Jin Guangyao's forehead. "Fortunately, it seems that the fever has subsided a little." He relaxed his tone, "I wanted to send you to the hospital, but you kept saying you couldn't go to the hospital."

Jin Guangyao had no impression of this.He had a dream, the doctor covered Meng Shi with a white sheet, Sisi was crying, his face was expressionless.

"Did I say anything else?" Jin Guangyao asked, and found that his voice was a little hoarse.

Lan Xichen thought for a while, "No, you probably have a fever."

When he carried Jin Guangyao to the bed, the other party called mother indistinctly a few times, and he heard the last sentence very clearly, Jin Guangyao murmured: Second brother.

Jin Guangyao realized that he was covered with a quilt, and he was wearing a set of clean home clothes. He could vaguely smell the fragrance of laundry detergent.

"Your clothes are wet," Lan Xichen explained, "I found mine and put them on for you. They still seem a little too big."

"Thank you." Jin GuangYao said.

They tacitly avoided a certain part.

Lan Xichen got up to turn on the lights in the room, and the clock on the wall showed that the time was 11 o'clock.He came back and stuffed a cushion behind Jin Guangyao, handed over the thermometer, and pointed to the bedside table.

"I don't know which medicine is better to take."

Jin Guangyao looked at the pile of antipyretics and anti-inflammatory tablets with complex names in front of him, cold granule, cough syrup, and suspected that Lan Xichen's side job was opening a drug store.There will be social news tomorrow: A certain college boy died of an overdose, so experts warn young people to stay up late and exercise more to improve their health.The logic is rigorous and watertight.

"Second brother, do you have Coke and ginger at home?"

Upon hearing this, Lan Xichen got up and left the room. Came back 5 minutes later and concluded, "No."

He turned on the delivery software, and the nearby supermarket stopped taking orders. "I'll go and buy."

"Forget it, forget it, I'm just asking casually," Jin Guangyao said hastily, "I'll take some medicine and sleep well."

"It's okay." Lan Xichen pulled up his quilt, "I'll go buy it, do you want anything else?"

Jin Guangyao took out the thermometer, 37 degrees 7, not bad, not dead.He was leaning on the bedside to play with his mobile phone. The class group was still discussing the place for the next dinner at this time. The number of tickets for hot pot and Japanese food buffet was evenly matched.A message from Xue Yang popped up: Didn't you say you want to equip me, man?

He remembered that he had indeed promised Xue Yang.He typed: I have a little cold, lie down, I will give you tomorrow

The other party sent Xue Yang's three-complex: Haha, idiot, don't die

Jin Guangyao tentatively thinks this is a kind of concern.

Lan Xichen sent him a WeChat message asking him, Pepsi or Coca-Cola, how much Jiang would buy.

Jin Guangyao stared at the white box on the page, amused for a long time.He replied: All the same, delicious, just buy a little.

Twenty minutes later, when he heard the door knocking, he felt inexplicably worried and got up and got out of bed.

Then he saw the bag of ginger in Lan Xichen's hand, and he couldn't laugh or cry.The pharmacy owner is now a farmers market stall owner again.

The farmer's market stall owner with a refined temperament explained: He is not sure how much it is, and he doesn't know which variety to buy. If he asks on WeChat again, he is afraid that Jin Guangyao will fall asleep and wake him up.

Jin Guangyao stood at the door of the spotless kitchen, watching Lan Xichen take out the shopping from the bag.The home clothes were indeed a bit big, and they fit loosely on her body, so Jin Guangyao rolled up his sleeves.

The all-rounder he set up for the other party before probably didn't include housework.Jin Guangyao thought, a person like Lan Xichen should really be displayed as a beautiful vase in the window for people to admire, it would be a pity to get a little bit of fireworks.

"How do I cook this?" Lan Xichen turned his head, with a slightly apologetic expression, "Auntie is not here these two days, otherwise she might take better care of you."

"Let me come," Jin Guangyao said with a smile, "Second brother, it's a good thing your family usually hires a nanny, otherwise you won't be able to do any housework. If your future wife doesn't talk about it, she will complain in her heart."

He joked casually, but Lan Xichen looked at him seriously. "I can learn, usually I don't have much chance."

"No, many girls don't know how to do housework," Jin Guangyao said hastily, "It's so convenient now that a door-to-door service can solve the problem, saving time."

Lan Xichen had already picked up the kitchen knife.He was still wearing a well-pressed shirt, and he looked like a refined psycho killer, the kind who would listen to Bach and focus on dismembering a corpse.

Jin Guangyao had no choice but to instruct him to peel and shred the ginger.

Children hate taking medicine, and Meng Yao is no exception, but he never shows it.Meng Shi noticed that when he had a cold, he would cook a pot of cola ginger soup.

The skillet was bubbling merrily over a small fire, and a sweet smell wafted from the kitchen.

Jin Guangyao sat by the dining table, picked up the bowl, and let it dry for a while, the temperature is just right now.Lan Xichen was staring intently at the side, his posture just now, as if the opponent's arm is in plaster and needs to be fed.

The scene was really magical. The school grass of N University (under the supervision and guidance of Jin Guangyao) personally cooked cola ginger soup for him.If the girls at their school knew about it, they might want to carry out 108 fancy assassinations on themselves.

Lan Xichen saw that Jin Guangyao finished drinking the ginger soup, put down the bowl and became inexplicably happy, and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead suspiciously.

Jin Guangyao slept soundly this time, without dreaming again.

When he woke up, although he was still a little tired, his mind was much refreshed.The clothes he washed yesterday were already dry, so he changed out Lan Xichen's suit.

There was no one in the living room, and Lan Xichen didn't seem to be there.Jin Guangyao was dizzy last night, and now he looks around with the sufficient light in the morning. The Nordic minimalist style can be more precisely summed up as: frigidity.

Seeing that a few pots of green plants were a little wilted, he took the watering can and watered them a bit, then went back to Lan Xichen's room.The books on the bookshelf were neatly lined up, and he quickly glanced at them. He had read most of them, and randomly picked out a copy of "Red and Black".Lan Xichen came back when reading that Mrs. Renal and Julien confessed their affair while having an affair.

Jin Guangyao smelled the aroma of breakfast. "Why don't you order takeaway?"

"I heard this restaurant is delicious," Lan Xichen said, "We don't offer takeout."

They ate and sat on the couch poring over the TV remote.

"Second brother, what do you usually watch on your TV?"

"News and documentaries."

Jin Guangyao commented, "It's your family's style."

He broadcasted a variety show, and the middle-aged man said domineeringly, I don't want you to think, I want me to think.Another table, a four-piece ice silk mat, only 199, only 199.

Jin Guangyao apologized to the news and the documentary in his heart.He randomly clicked into a wildlife documentary as the background sound.

There was a photo album on the coffee table, after Jin Guangyao obtained Lan Xichen's permission, he brought it over to look through.Inside were the childhood photos of the two brothers. He found that Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji looked more alike when they were young. At first glance, they were twins.But no one will confuse them, because Lan Wangji in the photo never smiles.

Lan Xichen: "This picture was taken when my mother took us to the amusement park for the first time. I was very happy that day when I forgot the plane."

Jin Guangyao: "Really."

Totally invisible.

Turning to the next page, it was Lan Xichen in overalls, about three or four years old, with a shirt and bow tie, smiling cutely.The word "Huan" was written under the photo. The handwriting is beautiful and should be written by a woman.

Lan Xichen looked at Jin Guangyao curiously. "It's our nickname, mine is Lan Huan, and Wang Ji's name is Lan Zhan."

"Your parents really know how to choose names." Jin Guangyao said.

Huan Ran ice release, Mizuki Zhan Qing.

Lan Xichen watched him continue flipping through the photo album with great interest, "Are you thirsty? Would you like a Coke?"

Jin Guangyao thought of ginger soup. "No, I suddenly want to drink AD calcium milk."

Lan Xichen asked curiously, "What is that?"

Now it was Jin Guangyao's turn to be surprised, "Second brother, did you have a childhood?"

In front of Jin Guangyao was a pair of AD calcium milk, as well as various potato chips, jelly, shrimp crackers and senbei chocolate.If time goes back ten years, he is the king in the auditorium at the elementary school sports meeting, receiving the envious attention of all his subjects on the throne.

Lan Xichen packed a bag of cucumber-flavored potato chips, and the TV was talking about the species and living habits of foxes.

"Actually, I don't think it tastes very good now," Jin Guangyao inserted the straw into the bottle, "But when I was sick when I was young, my mother would buy this for me, so I was looking forward to getting sick all day, which was pretty silly. "

Lan Xichen stared at the thing in his hand. "I'll try it."

Jin Guangyao was puzzled. "Isn't there still three bottles left?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to drink it all, it's a waste."

Jin Guangyao felt strange, young master Lan has become frugal now, why didn't you mention it when you bought a bag of ginger last night, even though ginger is not expensive.

"...will infect you."

"It's okay." Lan Xichen thought for a while, "Didn't it mean that the infection will heal faster when it is passed on to others?"

Then don't I have to take care of you in turn?Jin Guangyao thought, but the other party had already moved over.

The bottle of AD calcium milk became a prop for indirect kissing. The parties were obviously not satisfied with this, and they collapsed on the sofa.The bottle had done its job and slid to the floor.

Lan Xichen stroked Jin Guangyao's hair, their lips and tongues intertwined, exchanging breaths, this kiss tasted like milk.

They parted before the next shot went off.The corner of Jin Guangyao's mouth was still stained with a little white milk, which was wiped off by Lan Xichen.

The two sat up.

"Second Brother, Zewu-Jun, Brother Huan, Brother Xichen." Seeing Lan Xichen sitting upright again, Jin Guangyao couldn't help but move over to tease him, "You really are Liu Xiahui."

Lan Xichen's Adam's apple twitched.He felt that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, it is true that animals should be prohibited from becoming spirits. The fox on TV is now in his arms.I don't know if it's because of the cold or the kiss just now, but Jin Guangyao's cheeks flushed a little, and even the corners of his eyes and brows were a little more radiant.

Lan Xichen stroked his face with his fingers. "If you weren't sick, I'm really not sure if I could do Liu Xiahui."

Jin Guangyao suddenly sighed again. "Second brother, you are so kind to me, I will take it seriously."

"Is it still fake?"

"No," Jin Guangyao said, "You know the feeling of loss after waking up from a dream, right? I don't dare to be too happy, I'm afraid I'll wake up in the next second."

"How could it be?" Lan Xichen gently ruffled his hair.

They ate snacks and flipped through a photo album.Jin Guangyao remembered the equipment promised to Xue Yang, and wanted to borrow Lan Xichen's computer.

At this moment the doorbell rang.

They looked at each other suspiciously, and Lan Xichen went to open the door.

Jin Guangyao stood up from his chair, and heard a knock at the door.Lan Xichen said, "Uncle, why are you here?"

TBC

It's okay, uncle didn't come to beat mandarin ducks with sticks.

And I think cola ginger soup is really useful, although I haven't had a cold or fever for several years [it seems to have set up a flag]