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The sun slanted outside the window and broke into Wen Ling's desk. He looked up at the clock. It was already six o'clock in the afternoon. Almost all his colleagues had left, and only two or three were still working overtime. He rubbed his eyes, then turned off Computer, tidy everything up, get up and leave the company to go home.

Wen Ling doesn't find the life of two points and one line boring, in fact he doesn't care about it.Open the door to change shoes, open the refrigerator, and cook quick-frozen dumplings.Of course, he doesn't eat quick-frozen dumplings every day, he occasionally orders takeaway, and even cooks by himself when he's in a good mood, but the number of times he cooks in the past three years is one of the few.

Perhaps it was due to lack of nutrition, Wen Ling's complexion had always been morbidly pale and thin. He had big and round eyes, but he wasn't very angry. He never cared about his appearance, but there was Some cleanliness, so fortunately, the room and itself are very tidy.

After eating his quick-frozen dumplings for dinner, and washing the front and back, he began to lie on the sofa and turn on the TV to play the news.Wen Ling had a little insomnia, and always had to listen to the news to fall asleep. Every time, she fell asleep on the sofa for a while, and then climbed onto the bed to continue sleeping.

He has no leisure activities that he is interested in, so he washes up early and rests, and then waits for dawn before dawn. This is his habit, and it has been like this for three years.As usual, Wen Ling gradually felt drowsy. Just as he was about to fall asleep, a doorbell suddenly opened his eyes.

Wen Ling didn't move. The rare ringing of the doorbell made him feel very strange, and he didn't slow down until half a minute later.Wen Ling frowned, then got up and opened the door, looking at the man at the door displeased.

"Who are you?" Wen Ling tilted her head and looked at him.

The man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and rolled his eyes and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, I just moved here today and live across from you, that... do you have salt at home? Can you lend me some?"

In fact, Wen Ling didn't know who lived across the street. Maybe the tenants changed one after another, but none of them had anything to do with him.Looking at the disposable cup in his hand, Wen Ling didn't speak, and turned directly into the kitchen, then found an unopened bag of salt from the cabinet and handed it to him.

"Thank you very much. My name is Tong Ze. I will return it to you immediately after I bought it tomorrow. Have you eaten yet? Would you like to come over and have some?" Tong Ze was very grateful for taking the salt.

Wen Ling shook his head, then closed the door.He lay back on the sofa and continued to sleep, until the news was over, he still didn't feel sleepy, Wen Ling turned off the TV, sat on the sofa with nothing to do, motionless.

He was in a daze, his mind was blank, and suddenly he seemed to remember something. Wen Ling turned on the screen of his mobile phone. Today is Friday, and he doesn't have to go to work tomorrow. After drinking, the doorbell started ringing again.

It was still Tong Ze, the difference was that this time he was holding a bucket, rubbing his nose and smiling at Wenling embarrassedly.

"Well, I'm really sorry, I don't know why the water is cut off, can I get a bucket of water from you?"

Wen Ling still didn't speak, but turned sideways, motioning for him to come in.Tong Ze thanked him repeatedly before entering the door, and then took off his shoes to avoid stepping on the dirty floor. The air conditioner in the room was fully turned on. Even though he was wearing socks, Tong Ze still felt that the soles of his feet were a bit cold when he stepped on the tiles.

"There is water on the floor of the bathroom." Tong Ze lowered his head and saw a pair of shoes thrown by Wen Ling.

Tong Ze thanked him again, put on his shoes, and turned on the tap to collect water.The sound of running water filled the silent room. He looked at the environment of the house. The layout was exactly the same as his own. The only difference was that the furniture was placed differently. The owner of the house was sitting on the sofa drinking beer, turning a blind eye to himself.

"What do you call it? Thank you so much today." Tong Ze turned off the water, walked to the living room with a bucket and stopped.

"It's okay." Wen Ling put down the beer and smiled at him.

"Come to my house for dinner. I'm the only one. I've cooked a lot of dishes, and I can't finish them myself." Tong Ze sincerely invited him.

Wen Ling thanked him and then refused.

"Actually, I'm very embarrassed to owe others favors. You helped me, and I feel that I owe you. I feel very embarrassed." Tong Ze said what was in his heart.

Wen Ling understands what he means, and even has a deep understanding. He is the same. He doesn't want to owe others a little favor. .

"Excuse me then, do you want beer?" Tong Ze smiled and nodded with his eyes narrowed, indicating that he could have some.

Wen Ling took out two cans of beer from the refrigerator, and went into Tong Ze's house.As soon as he entered the door, he could smell the aroma of food. Tong Ze led him to sit down at the dining table, then went into the kitchen by himself and said that there was still a soup.Looking at the dishes on the table, Wen Ling's stomach seemed to feel the smell of delicious food, and he began to feel uneasy. Wen Ling took a sip of beer to suppress the restlessness in his stomach. He tried to divert his attention and began to look around.Except for the litter beside the door, the room is basically tidied up. There are white flowers on the cabinets in the corner, carpets in the half-covered bedroom, and a few magazines on the coffee table. Compared to myself, Wen Ling felt that the other party was really energetic and homely.

Tong Ze came out of the kitchen with fish soup. All the dishes were served. He took off his apron, and then signaled that it was time to start. Looking at the three dishes and one soup in front of him, Wen Ling didn't know how to move his chopsticks, so Tong Ze got up and gave it to him. He scooped up a bowl of soup.

"Drink some soup before meals to appetize." Tong Ze said.

Wen Ling thanked him, and then took a sip. The soup was delicious and rich without any fishy smell. Under this bowl of soup, his stomach, which had been tortured for a long time, felt like rain after a long drought.

"Your craftsmanship is very good." Wen Ling praised sincerely.

Tong Ze accepted it frankly. He has a strong interest in cooking, and if he does a lot of hands, his cooking skills are naturally not bad.

"By the way, I still don't know what to call you."

"Wen Ling."

Tong Ze read the name carefully a few times, and then said that he remembered that someone accompanied him for dinner. Tong Ze was obviously very happy. He drank a few more beers, and his cheeks were slightly flushed.

In comparison, Tong Ze is very talkative, but after a meal, Wen Ling already knew that he loves seafood, doesn't hold a lot of alcohol, is a teacher in college and other basic information, and Wen Ling just responded with a few words, Not very active in speaking.

The air-conditioning in the room was not low, Wen Ling was always afraid of heat, and his back was already sweating, and because of drinking, his heart was a little hot, after a meal, Wen Ling had to go home and take a shower After the meal, Wen Ling wanted to help him clean up the dishes, but Tong Ze refused. Wen Ling had nothing to do, so he left and went home.

The first thing Wen Ling did when he got home was to take off his clothes. The hot sweat on his body was blown by the air-conditioning, and he felt a lot better in an instant. On his body, he couldn't help being shocked, but after getting used to it, he felt comfortable all over his body. Coveting the coolness, Wen Ling took a bath for half an hour before coming out. He turned the air conditioner to the lowest level, and then wrapped himself in a blanket, comfortable Lying on the bed, full of wine and food, he felt drowsy, and fell asleep after a short while.

"Shake, shake...shake, shake...shake to grandma bridge...grandma calls me a good baby..." Intermittent singing sounded outside the door, it was the voice of mother.The weather was scorching hot, and Wen Ling climbed out of bed and ran to the door, secretly opened a crack in the door, and watched her mother holding a cattail leaf fan and coaxing her younger brother to take a nap. After closing the door, Wen Ling couldn't help but think that maybe when he was younger, he also lay in bed. In the arms of mother, cry piteously for food.Suddenly, the time changed in the blink of an eye, from the scorching heat to the severe cold. Wen Ling was shivering in short sleeves. He subconsciously opened the door and cried for his mother to call for the cold, but she mercilessly scolded him for disturbing his brother's sleep. Wen Ling could only Horrified, he climbed back to the bed, tightened the quilt on his body, and wept silently listening to the singing outside the door. Such singing had never been sung to him before, and his mother's bad temper had never been shown in front of his younger brother. He thought that he might It was a wild child picked up from the road...

Wen Ling struggled to get up, he didn't care that he was top-heavy, he only realized that his face was already wet, he hadn't dreamed of his family for a long time, those old past events, he thought they had been forgotten long ago, but he never thought that they were buried deep in the ground The seeds have already taken root and germinated.He staggered out of bed, washed his face, and then fell back on the bed.

In the past few years, Wen Ling's health has been very good, and he has never had a cold, but this time, the illness came down like a mountain, and he really felt like he couldn't hold on.Maybe it was because the scene in the dream was too sad, or maybe it was the torture caused by the illness, he blinked, and the corners of his eyes were stained with tears.Three years ago, he came to this city alone, with no relatives, and three years later, he was still alone, with no one to rely on.

No matter how tightly the quilt was covered, Wen Ling was still bone-chillingly cold. He turned off the air conditioner and covered himself in the quilt. Not long after, his head popped out due to poor ventilation. high fever.At this time, he thought of his deaf uncle. He heard from his father that he was deaf because he had a high fever when he was young and had no money to treat it.Wen Ling couldn't help laughing at himself, maybe after sleeping, he might become a deaf person, the first half of his life was so poor, and the second half of his life should not be much better.

Before he had time to think about all the deafness in the future, Wen Ling heard the doorbell ringing again. Maybe it was his desire to survive that made him regain some strength. Wen Ling finally walked to the door with the help of the wall, but the doorbell suddenly stopped. After that, the world returned to silence.Wen Ling thought, the other party probably left. He opened the door and saw Tong Ze who was opening the door opposite turned around.

"You? Are you sick?" Tong Ze took two steps forward with something in his hand, and came to Wen Ling.

"Yes... was it you who rang the doorbell?" His voice was so hoarse that he could hardly speak.

Tong Ze put down the thing, put his hand close to his forehead, and immediately took it back as if he was electrocuted as soon as he put it on his hand. The temperature was so high that it was shocking.He helped Wen Ling into the living room and lay down on the sofa. The room was very stuffy. Tong Ze opened all the windows for ventilation, then ran home and brought the medicine box.

"Come on, put this under your arm." Tong Ze flicked the thermometer and handed it to him. Wen Ling followed his instructions without saying a word. She didn't pay attention before, but when she saw the clock in the living room, she realized that it was already one o'clock at noon.

"Have you taken any medicine?" Tong Ze asked.

Wen Ling shook his head. He seldom got sick, and never prepared these things, so he thought it was unnecessary.

Tong Ze took out the thermometer and saw that it was already a high fever of 40 degrees. He took out the antipyretic medicine from the box and gave it to Wen Ling. hair.

"Are you sweating?" Tong Ze looked at him worriedly.

Wen Ling shook his head again, then slowly curled up into a ball, trying to warm himself up.Seeing him like this, Tong Ze knew that he was cold, and his body temperature might continue to rise.

"Go, I'll help you to the bed." Tong Ze took his hand, helped him up, then dragged him to the bed, and covered him tightly with the quilt.

After doing this series of actions, Tong Ze was already sweating. The weather was already hot, not to mention that the air conditioner was not turned on in the room and it hadn't been long before ventilation. The flushing is really pitiful.

"I said, I'll take you to the hospital, you can't do this." Wen Ling shrank back as if he didn't hear, pulling the head of the quilt and ignoring him.

This is not the way, Tong Ze decided to call his family, but no matter what he asked, Wen Ling didn't say a word.Tong Ze was almost angry. He couldn't turn a blind eye to Wen Ling's ignorance, and he couldn't do anything about Wen Ling's ignorance.

"If you do this again, I'll check your phone." Tong Ze walked to the bedside and picked up his phone.

Seeing that Wen Ling was still indifferent, he turned on the screen and opened the screen saver of the phone. There was no password set on the phone, and he entered the desktop easily.Tong Ze clicked on the contacts, but found that only the landlord had a contact number. He opened the call history again. The last call was two months ago, and it was from the landlord. Tong Ze finally opened the text message. As expected, There are only a few text messages from the communication company.He turned off his cell phone and couldn't help but look carefully at the person in front of him.

He is still so young, he should be at an age full of vigor, but he lives here alone, there is no one to contact on his mobile phone, and he is also reticent. His figure was also very thin, at least he didn't have to exert too much effort to help him up.At this moment, he was turning his back to himself, pursing his lips tightly, not caring about his own existence, or maybe he didn't have the energy to care.

In the hot summer, the gray curtains swayed gently with the breeze, bringing the unique fragrance of the magnolia tree outside. In the silent afternoon, only the sound of the pointer turning and the man's slightly heavy breathing could be heard. It has been completely buried in the quilt, only the hair on the top of the back is exposed and trembles in the wind.

How pitiful, Tong Ze thought.He put the phone back in place, then poured a cup of warm water and put it on the bedside. He knew that the other party might not respond, but he couldn't help but said: "Drink more hot water, and you will get better after sweating. "

Everything was expected, Tong Ze walked out of the room gently, and boiled another pot of hot water before leaving.Tong Ze was already hungry when he got home. He bought some fresh seafood at the market in the morning and was going to make a seafood feast at noon, but when he thought of the person opposite, Tong Ze changed his plan.He shelled the river prawns and removed the prawn lines, chopped them into minced meat with lean meat to make seafood porridge, and then used the leftover ribs from yesterday to make soup.The porridge and soup just out of the pot were still very hot, Tong Ze put aside the patient on the opposite side for the time being, and ate a lunch with peace of mind, and then went to the opposite side with the slightly cooled soup and porridge.