818 The actor who was raised by my milk

The small hospital in the town is poor. In order to save electricity, the corridor lights will never be turned on if they can be turned off.

There was a row of five plastic stools at the door of the ward, which should have been quite roomy for two people, but the first one from the left had dirt, the first one from the right was broken, and one of the remaining three had only a bottom board and no chair back.

So Chi Ming and Yan Jiu chose the only two good stools left, and sat side by side like elementary school students.

Under normal circumstances, when two people sit together like this, they always have to say something to amuse themselves, but they don't, not only like elementary school students, but also like elementary school students who are in class, and they still listen carefully to the class.

The corridor has been silent, and occasionally a nurse on duty passes by to fetch water from the water room.

Chi Ming crossed his legs and swiped Weibo for a while.

Ever since he posted the bald photo of his son, the style of painting in the comment area has never been normal. It seems to have become a zoo unknowingly. He continued to take pictures of his family.

As for what he himself is busy with recently, everyone doesn't seem to care.

So the little celebrity with a cold physique who no one cares about can only care about himself, brushing up on the various movements of the Concubine Bawang.

In half an hour, he saw everything he should see.

The doctor said that Yuan Fangfang had to hang water for nearly two hours, and there was another hour and a half to kill.

can not sleep.

Can't even get excited about playing games.

After opening and closing various apps on the phone, Chi Ming inevitably turned his attention to Yan Jiu who was next to him.

The little dude is quite interesting.

Don't play with mobile phones or doze off, just sit and eat sweets one after another, and it's not the kind of eating for fun, but serious eating.

Chi Ming heard that some people practice meditation in spiritual retreats. The so-called meditation is to take a serious breath, and take this thing that everyone has to do every minute, really as a homework.

And now Yan Jiu gave Chi Ming the same feeling as meditation, except that people used air, and he used lollipops.

Because of the silence, Chi Ming clearly heard the rustling sound of peeling sugar wrappers around him five times.

In other words, Xiao Wandan now has the fifth candy in his mouth, and Chi Ming, who has always been a scumbag in mathematics, can't help but wonder, where did so much candy come from?

There is probably a Doraemon hidden in the pocket of that plaid pajamas?

After a while, Chi Ming heard a creaking sound, it was the little dandy who chewed the candy in his mouth.

I ate a few of them quietly before, but I bit this one into pieces. I don’t know if I like the taste or not.

The cracking sound of hard candy is like ice cubes exploding in fruit juice, which makes people inexplicably appetizing.

Chi Ming doesn't like sweets, but he couldn't help but say to Yan Jiu, "Hey, share one with me."

Yan Jiu took one out of his pajamas pocket and handed it to Chi Ming.He looked at the light in the distance and made out a line of small words: Salted lemon and prunes vs. Parmesan cheese.

I have never tasted such a wonderful taste.

Chi Ming peeled off the candy wrapper, stuffed it into his mouth, and immediately a bulge appeared on his handsome face, which ruined the image.

The lollipop with strange flavor tastes unexpectedly good.

He doesn't like too sweet, so he just let the lollipop melt in his mouth, and only change direction when his face is sour.

Yan Jiu's creaking sound rang for another half a minute, and finally quieted down.

That's it again.

Chi Ming thought he would hear the sound of peeling candy wrappers again, but unexpectedly, he heard the little dude yawn.

Because his attention was just on the side of the little dandy, he could clearly hear the process of inhaling and exhaling.

Sleepiness is also contagious.

Chi Ming, who was originally in good spirits, suddenly felt a little sleepy, and fell asleep in a daze, even though the lollipop was biting his teeth and made his teeth sore, he didn't change his place.

After about a few minutes, Chi Ming suddenly felt something touch his right shoulder, and then sank slowly.

He was stunned for a few seconds, and then he turned his eyes and immediately woke up.

The lollipop in his mouth slid half a circle, and the accumulated sweetness was like a small bomb, which made Chi Ming feel as if the sense of sight, smell, and touch had all turned into taste, and his whole body was sweet.

Yan Jiu didn't know when she fell asleep, resting on Chi Ming's shoulder, breathing evenly and long.

Chi Ming seemed to have been given a body fixation technique, and suddenly he didn't dare to move. In fact, he didn't move when he was sleepy before, but that kind of stillness was subconscious, and this kind of stillness was conscious, and he could clearly feel it. I felt a little stiff from my shoulders all the way to my fingers.

Apart from the scenes in the play, this is the first time in many years that someone has fallen asleep on his shoulder.

It feels very...subtle.

And what's more subtle is that it's not the kind of subtlety that belongs to adults.

Maybe he has fully adapted to the role of an old father in the past month, and being leaned on the shoulders of a young man, he didn't think about it wildly, but had a vague feeling like a father's love overflowing.

Probably Yan Jiu's small appearance made him feel like an elder.

Chi Ming couldn't help turning his head, wanting to see what kind of adopted son Yan Jiu fell asleep, but because of the angle, he just turned his head, and his chin brushed against Yan Jiu's hair.

The touch of the hair tip is a little prickly and a little cool.

And kinda cute.

Being pillowed on the shoulder is uncomfortable, but Chi Ming thinks that since there is only a candy-loving and self-willed brat next to him, let him go.

After a while like this, the slow breathing beside him gradually changed its rhythm.

Yan Jiu opened his eyes under the dim light, "...you are easy to deceive."

"?" Is this talking in a dream?

Yan Jiu said again: "I'm not asleep, I'm just pretending."

Chi Ming: "..."

Yan Jiu didn't get up after finishing speaking, and continued to lean against Chi Ming with a lazy look, "I'll give you a question: How do you know if a person is really sleeping or pretending to be asleep?"

Chi Ming was probably used to Yan Jiu's way of speaking. When he heard this question, his first reaction was——this sentence is really fucking long.

Then, Chi Ming cleared his throat, trying to wake up the brat who was pretending to be asleep, but Yan Jiu stayed still.

Chi Ming was very helpless, "Can you please remove Gao Gui's head before you fall asleep?"

Yan Jiu: "No, your shoulder has already been leased to me."

The corner of Chi Ming's mouth twitched, "When? You're probably sleepy."

Yan Jiu: "That candy, limited edition, is worth at least two thousand."

Chi Ming didn't know where to complain, "My shoulder, you rent it just because you said it?"

Yan Jiu changed her position to make her pillow more comfortable, "Let's rent it for an hour first."

Chi Ming shrugged his shoulders, "Hey, you—"

"Don't move." Yan Jiu's voice was very low, a little tired and hoarse, "I'm really asleep this time, good night."

Chi Ming: "..."

thick.Yan.none.shame.