Now, little cane

Qi Ling's expression was a bit unnatural, after a while, she realized later: "Tibet?"

Yanhe nodded.

Qi Ling: "Are you trying to piss me off?"

Yanhe:? ? ?

Qi Ling put down the tablet: "You won't forget that you have asthma, what if you suffer from altitude sickness?"

Yan He hesitated: "But... I basically stopped having seizures."

Qi Ling: "Where do you want to go to Tibet?"

"Lhasa."

Qi Ling: ...

Qi Ling: "Lhasa is 3700 meters above sea level."

Yan He tilted his head, Qi Ling: "Basically most of the people who go there have altitude sickness."

Yan He: "...Oh."

Yan He: "But I'm going."

Qi Ling only felt that her breath was choked in her throat, unable to move up or down.

Patting her chest, Qi Ling asked, "Why?"

Yan He: "I want to travel together."

Qi Ling: "Is there something wrong with Sanya and Hainan?"

Yan He is serious: "Not good."

Qi Ling was silent.

"Anyway, I don't agree." Qi Ling said.

Yan He said solemnly, "I'm serious too."

Qi Ling is really, like a gnat in her throat.

Next, Yan He tried to talk to Qi Ling, but Qi Ling sat aside and didn't respond to him, Yan He realized it later, and Qi Ling became sulky.

While Yan He was taking a shower, Qi Ling went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette and called You Suxi.

You Suxi was unhappy: "Why? I'm watching a movie!"

Qi Ling was not in the mood to tease her, and asked, "Did Yanhe tell you about going to Tibet?"

Yousushi: "Huh? Tibet?"

He added: "Tibet...is not bad either."

Qi Ling: "Why is he going to Tibet?"

You Suxi: "Well, why don't you ask him directly? I'm not the roundworm in his stomach."

Qi Ling: "He has asthma, why go to Tibet!"

Yousushi: ...

You Suxi: "He's okay, it's not that he can't go, what if he wants to go for some reason?"

Qi Ling: "...I'm afraid something will happen to him."

You Suxi: "There are so many places on the way to Tibet. It is enough for you to go to places with high altitude for two days. For the rest, you drag him around on the way. If you fly from Chengdu to Tibet, can you spend a week in Chengdu? ?”

Qi Ling sighed: "I'll think about it again."

Holding a computer, I checked whether asthma patients can go to Tibet, and the result is not so bad.

Qi Ling's mind was in a mess, and she smoked another cigarette.

After taking a shower, the warm water vapor washed away the smell of smoke, and when he entered the house, Yan He was playing a game with his mobile phone, concentrating.

Qi Ling sat by the bed and asked calmly: "Do you have to go?"

Yan He glanced at Qi Ling, did not speak, and pursed his lips.

The answer is self-evident.

Qi Ling: "If you only go to Lhasa for two or three days, I will arrange the itinerary, and I will agree."

Yan He blinked: "Aren't you worried about my altitude sickness?"

Qi Ling sighed: "Buy all the tickets, if you go to the plateau, you will fly down immediately if you have severe reactions."

Yan He moved his head closer: "Aren't you sulking?"

Qi Ling pushed his head away and lay down on the bed, helplessly: "I don't know whether the cold war is to punish you or to anger myself."

Yan He was pushed down, rubbed his head on his chest, and leaned on his stomach.

Qi Ling: "Go down quickly."

Yan He didn't go down, let Qi Ling push and push, and muttered in a low voice: "It seems like it's the first time we went out to play so far together."

Qi Ling stopped, and finally pulled Yan He's hair: "Yes."

Yan He: "There will be more opportunities in the future."

Qi Ling: "...um."

Yan He: "I'm going to confess frankly what happened when I was abroad."

Qi Ling didn't answer, Yan He: "I will also ask you about your affairs in the past few years."

After a while, Qi Ling: "... Got it."

Yan He looked up at Qi Ling, his light-colored pupils were clear: "Don't you want to mention it?"

Qi Ling pursed her lips and shook her head slightly.

Yanhe climbed up to hug him, Qiling reached out to caress Yanhe's back, and said, "But it's not a good thing."

Yan He kissed him on the ear.

Qi Ling buried her face in Yan He's shoulder, took a deep breath, and stopped talking.

Qiling went to work the next day and told Yu Quan about the vacation. Yu Quan looked like an old god and asked, "Two weeks?"

Qi Ling: "How do you know?"

Yu Quan: "Yanhe asked me that day if you had two weeks off."

Qi Ling: "...he's thoughtful."

Yu Quan: "Aren't you very happy to hear that?"

Qi Ling shook her head, tugged at the collar of her shirt, and left.

Going back at night, after dinner, Yan He pulled out a box and packed his clothes in advance.

Qi Ling glanced at it and asked, "Why is the suitcase so old?"

Yan He: "It seems to be bought at the airport, and it has been used for many years."

"It's so small, what can it hold?"

Yan He: "It's enough to pack a few clothes, I don't take much else."

Qi Ling: "Did you always take this with you when you traveled?"

Yanhe nodded.

The next day Qiling went home and brought back a suitcase, which was slightly bigger than Yanhe's original one, with a black glossy surface and easy to take care of.Yan He watched helplessly as Qi Ling pushed the new box in front of him, and took the old one down and threw it away.

Yan He struggled: "It's still usable."

Qi Ling: "What other Wu Yixing have you touched?"

Yanhe: ...

I can only watch Qi Ling throw it away.

Throwing away all the old and winter clothes, Yan He kept a few, saying they bought them back in China, but Qi Ling went out without looking back: "I'll pick them out for you again, these are ugly."

Come back and tell me clearly, where is the ugly!

This inner roar can only be swallowed by myself.

Many of Wu Yixing's practices are indeed very bad.

If it were a young man, Qi Ling would definitely take revenge when Wu Yi was walking.

Qi Ling once slapped a girl in front of Yan He.

Suddenly thinking of this scene, Yan He fell silent again... Forget it, let him be happy.

When waiting for the flight on Saturday, Yan He's suitcase and its contents had taken on a completely new look.

Ha ha.

Yanhe looked at the air ticket, the location was Chengdu, and sure enough, he took Chengdu to transfer to Lhasa.

Yan He counted the holidays, if he talked a little every night, there would be about ten minutes of conversation a day, plus Qi Ling's, it would be about half an hour.But going to various places the next day, probably, can dilute a little embarrassment, right? !

After getting off the plane, Yan He's ears were not particularly comfortable, and his tinnitus kept ringing on the plane.

Qi Ling saw that he kept tilting his head, took the suitcase, and walked away with both suitcases.

Yan He followed behind him.

I took a taxi to the city center, found a reserved hotel, swiped my ID card, the two of us packed our luggage, and went out for lunch.

I chose a hot pot restaurant with good reviews on the Internet, and went all the way, Qi Ling ordered a red pot, Yan He looked at the tumbling red chili soup, and was a little silent.

When I eat it, I only feel that it is very fragrant, not very spicy.

Eat and drink enough, talk and smash your mouth.

Qi Ling: "Do you want to go for a walk this afternoon?"

Yan He: "Where are you going?"

Qi Ling: "Kuanzhai Alley, Chunxi Road, etc., or go back to the hotel to rest."

Yan He: "I want to sleep, let's go out for a walk in the evening."

"Okay."

Going back to the hotel and closing the curtains, Yan He always felt that something was wrong after he lay down, and later realized that he was a little obsessed with the bed.

Yan He asked Qi Ling who was in the bathroom: "Are you sleeping?"

Qi Ling: "Can't sleep?"

"A little."

Qi Ling: "Wait for a while."

Squinting his eyes, he felt Qi Ling climb onto the bed after a while, and Yan He stuck to him, rubbing his head on Qi Ling's waist and abdomen.

Qi Ling was only wearing a pair of trousers, Yan He couldn't help rubbing his lips against his waist.

Qi Ling's voice was a little hoarse, and she pressed Yan He's head: "Don't make trouble, sleep."

"Hmm." Grabbed the line.

Qiling was half lying down looking at her phone, Yan He moved a few times, and then became quiet again.

Qi Ling glanced at him, and couldn't help taking a picture of his sleeping profile with his mobile phone.

Fair skin, light hair.

recognize people.

When Yan He woke up, the dusk set in the west.

Sitting up and rubbing her eyes, Qi Ling stood at the head of the bed and put on her clothes, Yan He watched.

Qi Ling: "Where do you want to go tonight?"

Yan He: "Come closer."

Finally, Kuanzhai Alley was selected.

The Chinese food he ate, with wooden tables and chairs, was placed outside the store. Yan He ordered a piece of sad jelly, and he burst into tears.

Yan He looked at the entrance of the alley with tears in his eyes.

Seeing him looking there from time to time, Qi Ling was curious: "What are you looking at?"

Yan He stretched out his finger and pointed: "Hey, it's the third right."

Qiling turned her head, and there were two women walking around holding hands, they were clearly lovers at a glance.

Qi Ling commented: "It's quite open."

"It is said that the number of homosexuals here ranks third in the country."

Qi Ling took a look in front of Yan He: "Don't eat, do you still want to cry?"

Yan He watched helplessly as most of the bowl of sad jelly was taken away.

Checkout.Yan He stood at the door of the store and waited for Qi Ling to come out.

The pair of women passed by, Yan He watched.

Qi Ling walked out, and the two of them started to stroll around Kuanzhai Alley.

In fact, it is very narrow, with storefronts on both sides of the street, and the old walls and reliefs are quite good.

Passing by Starbucks, the store was made into the style of a costume drama, Yan He asked, "Would you like coffee?"

Qi Ling asked back: "Can I sleep after drinking?"

Yan He: "Coffee is fine, but tea is not."

After coming out, Yan He held a large cup of mocha, which was very sugary.

Qi Ling was thoughtful: "I thought you liked bland ones."

Yan He shook his head: "I don't like bitter ones, and actually I don't like these refreshments very much."

Qi Ling looked at Yan He, and Yan He lowered his head: "Drinking a lot of coffee when I first arrived in the United States was black and white."

Qi Ling didn't know what to say, so she could only be silent.

The two of them walked for a while, and there was a street stall making sugar makers. Yan He looked at it, and the craftsman used a spoon to pick out a little sugar from the pot.

It reads on the turnboard: Ten yuan a time.

Yan He took out the money, gave it to the boss, and urged Qi Ling to say, "Come on, come on."

Qi Ling: ...

Yan He: "You have always had better luck than me."

Qi Ling flicked the rotor, and finally stopped at the dragonfly, Yan He sighed.

Qi Ling: "You can buy whatever you want."

Yan He shook his head: "There is no point in buying."

Leaving the stall, Qi Ling took coffee for Yan He, and Yan He ate the dragonfly-shaped candy.

Qi Ling smiled lightly: "Still young."

Yan He: "This paragraph feels like the atmosphere when we were in high school."

Qi Ling blinked and said in a low voice, "Yes."

There were not too many people at night, Yan He moved closer to Qi Ling, walking on the bluestone road, the night was as dark as water, only the shops were brightly lit, and the street lamps were dim.

Yan He opened and closed his lips several times, and said in a warm voice:

"After leaving China, my mother took me to Italy and met my biological father. The exhibition lasted for half a month, and it went smoothly. The two of them warmed up and had a good impression again.

"I don't bring a lot of medicine, but I can feel that my emotions are not right, and I miss you very much...I miss you very much. I suppressed my emotions very much, and added the medicine to myself, and reached a certain amount After that, I dare not add more."

Yan He took a deep breath: "The first year was bad.

"I thought it was stable, but it didn't, and I hated the strange environment and strangers again. Yan Jing called the doctor in China to inquire, and my biological father recommended their doctor to me, and the medication gradually improved. Changed. Little effect, though. I stopped my studies for a year."

Yan He lowered his eyelashes, and Qi Ling walked beside him, his face changed slightly following his words.

Seeing him pause, Qi Ling came a little closer.

"I am listening."

Yan He smiled, laughed and said slowly: "I don't like to cause Yan Jing too much trouble, I live out alone, and I don't want too many people to affect me. During this period, my biological father and Yan Jing rekindled their old relationship, and they officially got married Yes. Because of my illness, my biological father distributed some properties to me. I only collect part of the profits, and the management is all his people. Now these properties are also considered his people. The money I can use to pay for medical expenses.

"After the first year, my doctor recommended me to seek medical treatment in the United States.

"I can't bear to run between home and the hospital for a long time. Maybe I think in my subjective thinking that I should complete my basic studies."

Yan He: "In the winter of the first year in Italy, Yan Jing flew to the United States with me. My mental state was not very stable, and she spent a lot of time with me. Then, I met Dr. Lucy.

"During the period, I thought about coming back, but when I left, I had great conflicts. When I was young, I was full of anger. I wanted to cure my illness before I came back to see you. Who knows, it has been so many years in a flash."

Yan He's eyelashes trembled, and he took a deep breath.

Cautiously and tentatively asked: "What about you, how about your first year?"

The author has something to say: Well, Qi Ling will say it tomorrow.Physicians for asthma patients do not recommend going to high altitudes.

Thank you Youyu and Peach Blossom Fairies for giving me thunder~

The nails made during the Chinese New Year are about to be removed, and I am going to do another peach color gradient~~(/≧▽≦)/