Drunk in exchange for sleep under the moon

The night breeze was getting a little cold. He was holding his phone and was about to click on WeChat. Someone put on a coat for him from behind, and a pair of gentle hands half supported his shoulders and pulled him up. A low male voice said, The hot air from his breath fell on his ears, which made the autumn night even colder: "Why are you alone?"

People always subconsciously approach warm places.

Xie Yan simply put his arms around Zhao Wumian's waist, leaning half of his weight on him: "Why haven't you come home yet?"

"I'll take you back."

A suit jacket with a hoodie looked a little nondescript, Xie Yan closed the jacket a little, squinted his eyes slightly and murmured: "The moonlight tonight is so beautiful."

Zhao Wumian raised his eyes to look at the night sky, the night was as cold as water, a few remnant stars hung in the night desertedly, not as lively as the twinkling river surface.Xie Yan leaned on his shoulder, his eyes were on the river, and he murmured indistinctly: "You too."

"The crescent moon is curved like eyebrows, and there is a hint of reunion." Xie Yan shook his head, and continued the next sentence intermittently, "Red beans... Red beans are ugly, eyes full of lovesickness... tears."

Zhao Wumian silenced the whole poem in his heart, he had never heard this poem before, and he could barely understand the meaning of the lines, but he felt that Xie Yan was probably drunk.

Xie Yan, who was drunk, was much more disciplined than usual, and spoke less, but he started to recite ancient poems from time to time, with a low voice, as if he was talking to himself.There is no reason to talk to a drunkard. Zhao Wumian heard Xie Yan recite "Who first saw the moon by the riverside" all the way, and heard him recite some jerky and awkward poems "Encounter and encounter, it suits my wish". He couldn't hear it clearly, but Xie Yan recited it and didn't know how much.

It wasn't until he brought him home that he couldn't hold back and said, "Don't recite it."

Xie Yan really didn't recite it.Listen to whatever you say, take whatever you give him, drink the honey water handed over, pick up the change of clothes handed over, pick up the hair dryer, and take a bath by himself.

Doesn't look like a drunk person at all.

Zhao Wumian suspected that he had been cheated.

After he came out of the shower, Xie Yan had already fallen asleep, half lying on the bed, his hair was wet, apparently he hadn't blown it.

There is only one bathroom in the house, the bedroom. He came out of the bathroom to the bedroom, so he couldn't ignore it, so he resigned himself to picking up the hair dryer to help Xie Yan dry his hair.

During the whole process, Xie Yan didn't even move his eyelids, and took a long breath.Zhao Wumian was a little helpless, she must have drunk too much, she slept so soundly, she didn't know she was betrayed.

But when Xie Yan fell asleep, he was harmlessly quiet and soft.

Last time too.

Thinking of this, he became a little distracted.

Is the relationship between him and Xie Yan a little... over?

……

When Xie Yan woke up the next day, Zhao Wumian had already gone to work, left breakfast for him, and left him a note.

"I went to work, there is breakfast on the table, I need to call."

One line, plus signature, eighteen characters, but Xie Yan read it two or three times over and over again, touched the bracelet on his left hand, and his mind moved slightly.

When Zhao Wumian came home at night, the house was empty.

He took off his coat and hung it on the hanger casually, got himself a glass of water and walked towards the study, only to see that the note he left had been replaced by someone and pressed on the desk with a string of bracelets.

He recognized that it was Xie Yan's, and when he first met him, he often wore it. At that time, Xie Yan always carried nice-smelling sandalwood on his body. It was not something he wore every day, but it was also a very close-fitting item.Sometimes when Xie Yan came to the hospital to look for him, he would just sit on the lounge chair in the hall and play with bracelets, as quiet as an old monk in meditation.It doesn't look like a new hobby from the looks of it. If you think about it, you should have been wearing this bracelet for some time.

There was an extra line of cursive script under the note. In his subjective consciousness, Xie Yan should have written such chic characters. Thinking of the small script he had seen on the blackboard, he unconsciously raised his hand to touch it. The handwriting was already dry. , but it seems that you can still touch the touch of ink.

"It's always good to repay the bandit."

He read it once in a low voice, and when he read the last word, he suddenly lost his voice.

In his mind, he almost subconsciously sketched the appearance of Xie Yan when he wrote this line, he must have a smile on his lips, holding his pen, perhaps, still sitting at his desk every day , put pen to paper.

Paper is short and love is long.

The troubles in the hospital seemed to suddenly become less troublesome. He touched the pens in the pen holder, and his fingertips passed one by one, and finally landed on the pen he used to write.He didn't take it out, he just wandered for a while, then flattened the note and put it in a book he often read.

He thought to himself, maybe he could go to Z University for a day off work on Wednesday.

I don't know if the canteen of Z University is better than the canteen of the hospital.

Light rain on Monday.

Xie Yan's class in the morning was the second biggest session, and it was raining heavily, so he stopped thinking about going to the hospital to find Zhao Wumian for dinner, and chose to eat in the nearby cafeteria in principle.

The teacher didn't need to line up. Xie Yan swiped his card and sat down with a meal. When he saw a few students who left the classroom before him still queuing up at the window, he smiled unkindly.

He glanced at Chen Huan, who had already reached the window on the other side, and thought that Chen Huan was running quite fast. When he moved his eyes, he saw the person swiping his card for Chen Huan—a familiar face with delicate features, Tall and thin, with a faint smile on his face.

Xie Yan was sitting on the side of the aisle, Wuweiju was always a pretty place during meal time, when Chen Huan walked over with the meal, his little thoughts began to emerge.

"Professor Xie." He greeted Xie Yan with a smile, "Are you alone?"

Xie Yan looked up at him, and took a sip of soup slowly: "Am I not alone or a ghost?"

Chen Huan said "haha" twice and put all the food on the seat opposite Xie Yan, "Let's make a table." While talking, he turned his head to greet his companion: "Pei Zhao, come and sit down."

Pei Zhao.

Xie Yan raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

Chen Huan asked Pei Zhao to sit inside, and asked him, "I'm going to get the chopsticks, do you want a spoon?"

Pei Zhao shook his head, said "No need", and wiped the oil stains on Chen Huan's hands in a natural manner.

Xie Yan's eyes were more subtle.

The nervous Chen Huan didn't notice the undercurrent on the table at all, so he turned around and went to get the chopsticks.

Pei Zhao leaned back on the back of the chair, looking at Xie Yan with imperceptible hostility in his eyes.

Same-sex repulsion.

However, Chen Huan took the chopsticks and came back quickly. The first second was tit-for-tat, and the next second was calm.Xie Yan had some guesses in his mind.

During the meal, he quietly paid attention to Pei Zhao's reaction when he chatted with Chen Huan.

After a meal, Pei Zhao hardly spoke. He was very quiet, but every time Chen Huan talked to him, he would stop and look over.And when Xie Yan talked to Chen Huan, his hand holding the chopsticks would tighten a little.

After all, he was still young, Xie Yan thought it was funny, and he was going to leave after eating, not participating in the love of children.

It was at this time that Chen Huan noticed that Pei Zhao's complexion was not very good. He raised his hand and tried Pei Zhao's forehead before asking him, "Is it a stomachache?"

Pei Zhao probably didn't expect that Chen Huan would misunderstand that he was not feeling well, so he was at a loss for words, gave a vague "hmm", then shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Chen Huan frowned and said, "I'll make you a bowl of soup, just wait a while."

Xie Yan felt a little bit helpless because he hated iron for being weak and couldn't help his father. He took a look at Pei Zhao and fixed his eyes on his face: "You have a stomach problem, does your brother know?"

Pei Zhao was stunned for a moment, then stared at him straightly: "Do you know my brother?"

Xie Yan stood up holding the plate, and pushed the chair back to its original position: "You and your brother look very similar."

"If you don't feel well, go to the school infirmary. If you don't feel well, there's nothing I can do."

Pei Zhao pursed his lips, but didn't answer.

Glancing at Chen Huan who was queuing up to stew soup at midnight, Xie Yan's tone became more helpless: "Take it easy, young man."

"I'm not interested in my students." He waved his hand and explained casually, "Besides, I already have a boyfriend."

Future boyfriend, also boyfriend.

There was no class on Tuesday morning, and it was past ten o'clock when Xie Yan woke up. He got up, washed and changed his clothes, picked up the new supplies that Yu Hua asked Zhu Sanyuan to bring to him, and went out to Chen Ji at the gate of the community to have breakfast , I bought some fruit by the way.

Arrive at the hospital around eleven o'clock, which is a good time.When Xie Yan was waiting for the elevator, he subconsciously touched his left wrist. It was empty, so he stretched his sleeve. When the elevator door opened, two doctors in white coats came out.

When the young doctor came out of the elevator door, he said, "I don't know how Dr. Zhao got into such trouble." Xie Yan's heart jumped for no reason when he heard the words Dr. Zhao, but there are so many doctors in the hospital. Zhao Wumian may not be the only one whose surname is Zhao, he calmed down a little and pressed the floor number.

The nurses were all chatting at the front desk, and when they saw Xie Yan coming out of the elevator, they all fell silent.

"Mr. Xie, come to visit the class again?" Xie Yan often came to the hospital to look for Zhao Wumian, and the nurses were not surprised by his running to the hospital every day.

"Well, everyone share it." Xie Yan put the grapes in his hand on the front desk, "What are you talking about, it's so lively."

Nurses, look at me and I look at you. In the end, the head nurse spoke first: "Mr. Xie, has Dr. Zhao offended anyone recently?"

Speaking of offending someone, the first person Xie Yan thought of was Song Xiao.

However, he immediately denied this idea. Song Xiao couldn't possibly know that Zhao Wumian was a doctor in the city hospital, so he took a step back and said that even if Song Xiao really held a grudge and wanted to get back the scene, he would only settle this grudge on the drunken street, not Bring people to the hospital to make trouble.

Thinking of this, he shook his head: "What happened?"

"In the past two days, people have come to Dr. Zhao. At first, everyone thought it was the patient's family members, but Dr. Zhao's attitude is also very strange. Anyway, every time the two of them talk, they seem to break up unhappy."

"That person didn't come today, and they changed a few people. They also said something to Dr. Zhao first, and then they started..."

Xie Yan rushed to the office when he heard this, and the head nurse shouted at him behind him: "Mr. Xie, don't worry, Dr. Zhao is fine, the security guards came in time, Dr. Zhao is fine!"

He could no longer listen to what the nurse said, and he had to see it with his own eyes before he could feel relieved.

The door of the office was rarely closed this time, Xie Yan knocked on the door, before he said "Please come in", he raised his hand and unscrewed the doorknob - Zhao Wumian was making coffee, his white coat was slightly wrinkled, I don't know if it's because of touching someone, but the aura of the whole person looks a little cold.

Xie Yan's heart tightened, and he was about to ask him if he was okay, when Zhao Wumian laughed lightly.

"You came."

The movement of stirring the coffee revealed a part of his left wrist and the beads on his wrist. Xie Yan calmed down a little: "Well, I brought you egg yolk cakes."

Looking at the box, I knew it was the only Xie's pastry with no other branch. Zhao Wumian leaned the spoon along the wall of the cup, took a sip of coffee: "Do you have class tomorrow?"

"First session in the afternoon." Xie Yan suppressed all kinds of thoughts, and just said casually, "I remember you are off work tomorrow, and we will go to the bar for a drink together at night?"

"it is good."

Zhao Wumian looked up at Xie Yan, and saw that he seemed to be a little distracted thinking about something, with a careless look, and guessed that he had heard what the nurses outside had said.He explained: "It's just a family disturbance, don't worry."

It is indeed common for family members to make trouble in the hospital, but Xie Yan still feels a little uneasy.

Zhao Wumian raised his hand to touch his arm, and his tone slowed down a bit: "I'm really fine."

Xie Yan sighed: "Okay, I'll wait for you in the lounge."