Drunk in exchange for sleep under the moon

"Reciprocity, should you give me your number too?" Seeing him open the car door and get in the car, Xie Yan knocked on the window and leaned over to ask him for the number.

The space in the car is small, this kind of person has the same sense of sight in the car as he does outside the car, if he wants to do something, it is difficult for Zhao Wumian to avoid it.

But all he wanted was a phone number, that's all.

Sliced ​​the unlocked phone and handed it over, and when it came back, there was already a string of numbers on it, Xie Yan pressed the dial button casually.

Zhao Wumian saw his thoughts, and took out his mobile phone openly—the caller ID page, the word Xie Yan was clearly hung on it.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Xie Yan took two steps back and put away the phone with a smile: "See you later."

It was past one o'clock when we got home, Xie Yan coaxed Zhu Wan'er to take a nap, went back to the room and took out his mobile phone, only to see a message from his mother on WeChat.

"Class 03, Level 27, a student in Teacher Xu Xian's class."

Teacher Xu.

Xie Yan was in a good mood and replied with a grateful emoji, thinking that he could drop by the next time he went home.

……

A week passed quickly, probably because she knew she was going home, Zhu Waner was very excited this day, and she was also very attached to Xie Yan.

Xie Yan still has a class in the evening, it may be that the excitement during the day is almost worn out, when Xie Yan finished class and went to the library to pick up people, Zhu Wan'er seemed a little lethargic, and complained about whether there were mosquitoes in the library , bit her so itchy.

After leaving the library, Xie Yan saw the red dot on her arm under the streetlight and realized that something was wrong.

Although children's skin is delicate, they don't attract mosquitoes like that, and why are there mosquitoes in the library?He lifted Zhu Waner's sleeves and looked, not only on his arms, but also on his shoulders and neck, there were several red spots, like a rash. Xie Yan frowned and asked, "What's wrong with it besides itching?" Is it comfortable?"

"A little, a little headache."

"Xiaoxiao, have you eaten anything today?" Xie Yan squatted down, tested the temperature of her forehead with the back of her hand, and gently rubbed the red spot on the back of her hand, "Shall we go to the hospital? "

"I didn't eat anything..." Zhu Wan'er scratched her neck, "Why don't you go to the hospital?" She blinked aggrievedly, "Let's go home."

Xie Yan touched her forehead again, and asked worriedly: "Aside from rashes, itching and headaches, is there really nothing else wrong?"

Zhu Wan'er was sleepy, nodded, then shook his head again: "I won't go to the hospital."

She is not afraid of anything, but what she is most afraid of is injections and medicine.At such times, she began to act coquettishly and cutely: "Let's go home, I want to sleep, Uncle Sibao."

Xie Yan had no choice but to follow her words and coax her not to go to the hospital.

The car was a little stuffy, Xie Yan rolled down the window halfway after getting in the car, told Zhu Wan'er not to scratch the itchy place as much as possible, and then dialed Zhao Wumian's phone number.

Zhu Wan'er didn't want to go to the hospital, and he was worried, so he still had to ask Zhu Wan'er what kind of illness it was.

When the phone rang, Zhao Wumian had just finished checking the room, and stood by the window of the corridor, looking up at the moonlight.

The clouds at night were thick and heavy, and the moon only showed a little silver light through the gaps in the clouds. He let the phone ring and connected the phone at the last second: "Xie Yan?"

"I have something to ask you." Xie Yan was wearing bluetooth, and his mobile phone was placed in the chute in front of the steering wheel. He glanced at Zhu Wan'er through the rearview mirror, "I don't know what's wrong with Xiaoxiao, I've grown a lot on my body." There are small spots like rashes, and she also said that she has a headache. But she doesn't want to go to the hospital, and I don't know any other doctors, so I have to bother you."

He went to the doctor in a hurry, and couldn't think of anyone else for a while.

"Did she eat anything?"

"She said no..."

"It should be an allergy." Zhao Wumian was silent for a while and said, "It's not good for children to take medicine. If it's not serious, you can observe it first."

"I eat and live with Xiaoxiao. She has eaten what she ate today before, and I haven't seen her have an allergic reaction..."

There was a red light ahead, Xie Yan slowed down the car, and asked Zhu Waner again: "Smile, did you really not eat anything else today?"

"A sister gave me chocolate..." Zhu Waner whispered, "It's sweet, and there's syrup in it."

Syrup... Xie Yan tightened his hand on the steering wheel: "Xiaoxiao seems to have eaten bonbon chocolate."

"She is allergic to alcohol." Xie Yan was annoyed that he had forgotten such an important thing.

"Alcohol allergy?" Zhao Wumian said calmly, "Do you have any symptoms such as laryngeal edema, chest tightness, or difficulty breathing?"

"No, just a headache and a rash."

"It doesn't seem to be serious, nor is it sudden onset. If you have a headache, drink honey water, drink plenty of water, or yogurt. The rash should subside tomorrow after drinking."

"Don't take a hot bath." Zhao Wumian said in a deep voice, "It is generally not recommended to use external medicine, especially for children. Applying certain medicines on a large area may lead to excessive dosage, and the absorption of medicines through the skin is not good for the body , You can use some anti-inflammatory and anti-allergic ointment such as Wuzhiji or Piyanping on a small area."

"Pay more attention tonight. If the situation doesn't improve, you should send it to the hospital for a checkup. Don't hide your illness from the doctor."

After he finished talking about a lot of symptoms and precautions, his tone softened: "Don't worry." He said, "I'm on night shift tonight, call me anytime if you need anything."

After listening to his analysis, Xie Yan knew that Zhu Waner's allergies were not serious, so she was not so nervous. When she heard the last sentence, she couldn't help interjecting: "Doctor Zhao, which department are you from?"

"Cardiothoracic surgery."

Xie Yan laughed: "Is it really good for doctors in cardiothoracic surgery to compete with doctors in dermatology?"

"You're still in the mood to joke around, it seems you've calmed down." Zhao Wumian said, "I'll hang up first, you can take care of me and smile."

Before the words "thank you" could be uttered, the call was cut off.

Xie Yan took off the bluetooth, thinking that Zhao Wumian's temper was still so unpredictable, he caught a glimpse of a pharmacy on the side of the road, pulled over, coaxed Zhu Waner to get out of the car and buy some ointment for external use.

When I got home, I applied medicine to Zhu Guaner, let her drink a cup of honey water, and told her stories to lull her to sleep. Xie Yan was worried that she would not sleep well or have a fever in the middle of the night, so he set a few alarm clocks at night. Get up every two hours to check on Zhu Waner's situation.

Zhu Guaner slept well at night, but he hardly closed his eyes all night. Fortunately, he had no class the next day and woke up in a daze in the morning. He squinted his eyes when he saw Zhao Wumian's missed call Just called back.

"Hello?" Xie Yan yawned, "I'm sorry, I fell asleep and didn't hear the phone ringing."

"Xiaoxiao didn't sleep last night and didn't have a fever. She's still sleeping now, so there shouldn't be any major problems."

"I'm downstairs at your house." Zhao Wumian still said calmly, "I'm not at ease, so come and have a look."

"Huh?" Xie Yan woke up immediately, and while putting on his shoes and getting out of bed, he opened the curtain and opened the window to look downstairs, "How long have you been here?"

"Not long." Zhao Wumian glanced up, and saw Xie Yan waving at him at the window of a certain floor.

Fifth floor.

He stared at Xie Yan's surprised and foolish smile, and hung up the phone.

Too stupid.

There is no such thing as Sa Ran who is honored as a general in the bar, and he is not as good as a master on the podium. Xie Yan, who is so stupid, makes him feel inexplicably happy in his heart.

He glanced at the thermos and the small cake in his hand, and walked towards the corridor.

Xie Yan still hadn't turned his head around, he watched Zhao Wumian walk into the corridor blankly, then ran to open the door, then went back to the room and went into the bathroom, at this moment he was standing in front of the sink staring at Looking at his messy head in the mirror, he was distracted.

He is seriously thinking about whether he can salvage his image after washing his hair and blowing up his hair.

Forget it.

He resignedly turned on the faucet and began to wash, and finally combed his hair with his fingers, pushed open the door of the room and walked out.

A suit of home pajamas also showed the confidence of a shirt and a suit.

The living room is still my own living room, with an extra eye-catching man, the coffee table is still the same coffee table with piles of things everywhere, there is an extra thermos, and two small cakes.

Xie Yan cleared his throat, and tried his best to make his face look colder: "You still brought breakfast?"

Gao couldn't get cold anymore.

Anyone who didn't sleep well one night, and when they woke up the next morning, someone even delivered food to their door, couldn't stand it.

If he didn't know that Zhao Wumian didn't mean anything to him, he would really think that Zhao Wumian was pursuing him, and even wanted to agree to Zhao Wumian.His mind went astray to the point where the two of them will be living in retirement, and the reality slapped him coldly on the face and told him—wake up, these are all due to Zhu Waner.

"Well, there are a lot of things that Xiaoxiao is allergic to. Eat something light." Zhao Wumian's eyes fell on the jade pendant tied with a red thread around Xie Yan's neck. It was the first time he saw the whole picture under the red string, and he couldn't help but Take a second look.

It was a small cuboid jade pendant, translucent moon white, about the size of a bullet head, with holes pierced at the top and wrapped with a thin red string.

The jade that is worn close to the body usually has some special meaning. He looked back and explained, "So I made some white porridge and brought it here."

He didn't directly say that because Zhu Wan'er complained about Xie Yan's inability to cook at the dinner that day, he was worried that Xie Yan would be negligent in eating, so he called, and it was also to save Xie Yan's face.

——In the end, Xie Yan didn't pick it up. After thinking about it, he still couldn't feel relieved, so he went home after work and made porridge.

"Oh."

Xiaoxiao's porridge, he has no part.

"I only came to make porridge." Zhao Wumian stared into his eyes and said, "I bought a brownie, you can eat it later."

Xie Yan doesn't know how to cook, and there is no such thing as ingredients at home. He just wants to make him something to eat. It would be nice to buy a small cake. Why does this person have the expression of wanting to push him away?

Xie Yan didn't expect that the cake was bought for him, or the brownie he specially recommended that day. His eyes fell on the small cake, which was not too big. He couldn't help showing a silly smile: "Have you had breakfast yet? ?”

"Ate."

Xie Yan said "oh" again, didn't know what to say, after being stupid for a long time, he finally squeezed out a "thank you", then sat down next to the sofa, took the cake and ate it.

He also opened a bottle of Zhu Waner's milk.

"you are welcome."

Zhao Wumian looked at the sunlight coming in from the large floor-to-ceiling windows, and slightly bent the corners of his lips.