Drunk in exchange for sleep under the moon

Xie Yan woke up naturally the next day, the alarm clock on the bedside had already pointed to 9 o'clock, he tried the forehead with the back of his hand, it was no longer hot, the fever went away, and his spirit was better, but his throat still seemed to be caught by something. It feels like something is blocked, and it hurts a bit.

The events of last night flashed through his mind like a dream, Xie Yan walked away for a while, touched the bed next to his hand, it was already cold, and then lazily came out of the quilt, wrapped in a coat, pulled Open the door and go out.

The TV in the living room was on, and the sound was turned on very low. There was a man sitting on the sofa, Xie Yan was taken aback, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why are you here?"

Zhu Sanyuan turned his head and looked him up and down: "I'm awake." Putting down the phone, he got up and walked to the kitchen, "Wait, I'll heat up porridge for you."

"Your doctor Zhao asked me to come here." Zhu Sanyuan said while turning on the fire, "Let me watch you take your medicine on time and recuperate well."

Zhu Sanyuan gave a "tsk" and joked, "He is really, isn't it just a flu, he made your baby like this, it's over."

Xie Yan smiled, but didn't answer.He turned up the volume of the TV, changed the channel, and his eyes fell on the fruit basket and orchids on the coffee table. He raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it just a flu, send fruit baskets and flowers, it's over."

"Hey, that's not my idea." Zhu Sanyuan poured out the hot porridge and said casually, "Fatty and Sister Huan asked me to express condolences on their behalf. The fruit basket is from Fatty and the flowers are from Sister Huan."

"What about you?" Xie Yan took the porridge and stirred it with a spoon.

"Didn't I send myself to the door?"

Xie Yan: "..."

Zhu Sanyuan went back to the sofa and sat down. He took an apple and peeled it. When the fruit knife was rolled around, the apple peel came off along the blade: "I said, you kidnapped the person back to live together?"

Xie Yan let out an "um", drank the porridge, and squinted his eyes comfortably.Zhu Sanyuan didn't pay attention for a moment, and the apple peel broke. He threw the apple peel sticking to his fingertips into the trash can, and continued to peel: "Your next step, I'm afraid you are going to take people home?"

"I have this idea."

Zhu Sanyuan was completely stunned, and after a few seconds of reaction, he said, "Very good."

"Doctor Zhao is very good." Zhu Sanyuan lowered his head and continued to peel apples, circled around a few times to the end, then cut into small pieces and put them in a clean fruit plate, "Don't spoil people."

Xie Yan: "...how did you talk?"

"Hey, isn't it because I'm afraid that you will do something stupid." Zhu Sanyuan glanced at the rainy and cloudy sky outside the window, and sighed: "I know you can figure it out yourself, but I'm just worried."

After all, that person is coming back... He knows how many foolish things Xie Yan did for that person back then, and if it happens again now, if the two of them resurface, or if something else gets involved, what should Zhao Wumian do? where to stand.

Xie Yan didn't know what charades he was playing, but just glanced at him angrily: "Father knows that you care about me, so I won't care about you this time."

I wish three wishes: "..."

After drinking the porridge, Xie Yan went back to his room and continued to lie down. He slept drowsily for a long time. After taking medicine at noon, his body temperature completely stabilized in the afternoon.It was too boring, and he couldn't get enough energy to do other things, so Xie Yan nestled on the sofa in the living room and watched variety shows to pass the time.

Zhu Sanyuan revises the manuscript at the dinner table, and occasionally asks him a question, so it won't be too boring.

One was sick, and the other was revising the manuscript. Both of them were obviously a little bit out of interest. When they heard the sudden ringing of the doorbell, they both cheered up.

The two exchanged glances of who would come at this point, Xie Yan hugged the blanket and didn't move: "Go and open the door."

Zhu Sanyuan rubbed his temples, pulled away the chair and got up to open the door.He revised the manuscript all afternoon, and now there are still romantic things in his mind. When he opened the door and saw Yu Hua, his reaction was half a beat behind: "Yu... Teacher Yu."

"Three wishes." Yu Hua was not very surprised to see Zhu Sanyuan here, after all, the two families are too familiar, and her eyes fell on Xie Yan who was lazily sitting on the sofa and did not get up. She frowned slightly, "Sibao .”

"Mom?" Xie Yan adjusted his glasses, sat up straight, got up and walked over, "Why are you here?"

"I'm attending a class at Shuren No. [-] Middle School today, so I came over by the way."

"Oh..." Xie Yan was still holding the blanket in his hand, Zhu Sanyuan first took all the things in Yu Hua's hands, and then brought Yu Hua a glass of water, so thoughtful that he was the real one Same.

"What's wrong with your throat?" Yu Hua pulled him over to look him up and down, her brows frowned even tighter, "Have a cold?"

"Well, I have a cold." Xie Yan smiled at Yu Hua, and although his voice was hoarse, his tone was quite brisk, "Mom, don't worry."

Yu Hua touched his forehead, then tapped it with her fingers: "You, you don't take care of yourself."

"Hey, I was preached to your son yesterday." Xie Yan said pitifully, "Don't talk about me."

Seeing that he was still playing tricks, Yu Hua's tone softened a bit: "The flu has been very serious recently, so don't tell me if you have a cold, so I can make you some rock candy pears or something."

Speaking of this, she thought of something, looked back at Zhu Sanyuan, "Sanyuan, your dad has a cold too, did you call home?"

"My dad has a cold?" Zhu Sanyuan was surprised, "I don't know..."

"No." He took out his mobile phone and walked to the balcony, "I have to call my mother and ask."

"Grandpa didn't catch a cold, right?" Xie Yan asked quickly, "Are you and dad all right?"

"It's okay, it's just that Xiaotang caught a cold a few days ago, but it will be fine after taking a few doses of medicine." Yu Hua asked, "Has the school holiday arrangements been made for this year?"

"It's come out." Xie Yan calculated, and said, "There is still more than a month."

"Then you have to start working again?"

"Not busy." Xie Yan was very open-minded, "I'm not in charge of producing the exam papers. I finished correcting the papers I assigned before this weekend. Next week is the school celebration, so I can hide for a few days."

"You, Professor Ye is also going for the school celebration?" Yu Hua sighed, "You..."

"Teacher is not in good health." Xie Yan was silent for a while, not knowing what to do next, so he had to change the subject abruptly, "Mom, since you are here, please take back Grandpa's invitation letter by the way."

Yu Hua didn't say much when she heard the words. She caught a glimpse of the apron hanging by the kitchen wall from the corner of her eye. She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized something, so she looked around carefully.

She hasn't come to Xie Yan's place for a while, the living room's furnishings have hardly changed, but the kitchen has changed a lot.My son doesn't touch Yangchun water with his fingers, so the kitchen utensils and seasonings in the kitchen are very eye-catching.

Seeing that she looked like she was looking for something, Xie Yan joked casually: "Are you looking for your birthday present?"

"You child." Yu Hua glared at him reproachfully, unable to say what she wanted to ask.

Xie Yan scratched her hair, not knowing what she was looking at, his eyes touched the paper bag brought by Yu Hua on the coffee table, he reached out and took a look: "What is this?"

"Your favorite stewed pork, and a scarf." Yu Hua took a sip of water and suppressed the question with a smile.

"Why are there two?" Xie Yan asked casually, turning out the scarves for comparison.

It's a light gray scarf, just wrapped around it twice, and the warm velvet feels very delicate and comfortable.Looking at the two almost identical scarves in his hand, Xie Yan suddenly reacted.

"Mom." He bent his eyes, buried his chin in the wool, and his heart softened, "He went to work."

What else could he be looking for? Of course, he wanted to find traces of another person in this room.

"It's raining..." After talking on the phone, Zhu Sanyuan walked slowly into the living room from the balcony, seeing Xie Yanyan laughing at what Yanyan was talking to Yu Hua, his voice stopped.

Yu Hua rolled up the hair hanging from her ears, and turned her head to look outside the balcony: "It's almost the winter solstice, and it's getting colder every day."

Only then did Zhu Sanyuan continue the conversation: "Are you going back to Qinghe today? If so, I'll see you off later. Sibao is a sick man, so don't expect him to see you off."

"Back." Yu Hua said helplessly, "There is still class tomorrow."

Xie Yan frowned, but he didn't say anything. After all, as a teacher, he also knew in his heart that nothing could delay the students' lessons. Even he had to go to class tomorrow...

He raised his eyes and glanced at Zhu Sanyuan, and said: "Then drive carefully on the road."

After dinner, Zhu Sanyuan sent Yu Hua back. Xie Yan originally wanted to send them downstairs, but Zhu Sanyuan said "Don't mess around with the sick ones" and sent them back.

After watching TV for a while, bored, the clock on the wall pointed to ten o'clock, and he also received a message from Yu Hua and Zhu Sanwu on WeChat, so he went back to his room to sleep a little bit unbearably.

Touching the soft quilt, Xie Yan changed into a comfortable position, closed his eyes and fell asleep not long after.

It's just that he didn't sleep very peacefully, and even had a very rare dream.The scene in the dream was too real. The teacher's disappointed expression towards him was like a sharp knife piercing his chest. He suddenly woke up from the dream, and when he sat up, he was startled to feel the chill from the cold wind pouring into the quilt.

After a few seconds, Xie Yan habitually raised his hand to touch the lamp beside the bed, but stopped when he vaguely saw the silhouette of the peaceful sleeping face of the person around him in the darkness.

When did you come back?

The phone was dropped by the pillow, probably when he fell asleep, and he clicked to unlock it, only to see all kinds of messages in WeChat - messages in the group, messages in private chats, and Zhao Wumian and He said the news of overtime.

Taking advantage of the faint fluorescence of the phone screen, he moved closer to Zhao Wumian's side, and whispered softly: "You still remember that someone at home is waiting for you."

Zhao Wumian didn't seem to be sleeping very well, her brows were slightly frowned, because the cold wind was blowing in, so she reflexively went to grab the quilt, Xie Yan also realized that she was hurting Zhao Wumian's quilt by sitting up, so she lay down again He got on the bed, rolled into his arms while he raised his arms to pull the quilt, and stuffed the quilt and the person into his arms together.

It was as if the torn chest in the dream had been sewn up suddenly, and even the bandages covered with good medicine had been tied into beautiful bowknots. Someone lightly kissed it, and Xie Yan breathed a sigh of relief, incomparably He closed his eyes with peace of mind.

A good night's dream.

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Xiaotang = Xie Tang, Xie Mo's daughter

(a girl living in conversation)