Thunder can't catch fire

It's good to be young, like Zhou Yan, although the fever is a little delirious, but after hanging a bottle of water, the fever subsides.

Han Zheng expected that he would not agree to be hospitalized, and this minor illness did not need to be hospitalized, but he did not expect that Zhou Yan would invite him to his home...to drink.

Han Zheng said: "You must be sick. You almost burned your brain just now, why are you still drinking?!"

"I was already sick." Zhou Yan shook the thermometer showing "37.4 degrees" in front of him, "Do you want to drink? The box you bought before was basically untouched."

The little nurse next to him was about to pull out Zhou Yan's needle. Hearing this, she frowned delicately and said delicately, "You can't drink anymore when you're sick. You have to take good care of it."

Han Zheng smiled at Zhou Yan when he heard the words, his expression was saying four words: Did you hear me?

Zhou Yan simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

The little nurse helped Zhou Yan pull out the needle very carefully, for fear of hurting him like that, after dawdling for a long time, Zhou Yan almost fell asleep, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, so she had to urge her to say: "Miss Nurse, please hurry up!" .”

The head nurse next to her walked by, glanced at her, and said with a smile: "This girl is not usually so patient, unless she sees a handsome guy."

If it weren't for Han Zheng being by his side, Zhou Yan's words would have been quite useful... Now that this man looked at him playfully, he felt embarrassed instead.

Tsk tsk, entered the city, more than a little thin-skinned.

Han Zheng hadn't come to Zhou Yan for a long time, and he thought it was impossible to come again before, but now he was standing in front of that dilapidated building again.

It's hard to say.

Although Zhou Yan was still able to flirt with him, most of them were forced to smile.Han Zheng could tell that he was still in a low mood. It should be said that he hadn't felt better since meeting Luo Jinfeng.

After entering the door, Han Zheng walked into the kitchen with ease. The box of beer was still next to the refrigerator, only two bottles were missing.After thinking about it, he only took out one bottle and washed two more glasses.

Seeing him coming out, Zhou Yan was stunned: "Are you watering the flowers? Just one bottle, and two small cups?"

"You don't drink well." Han Zheng opened the beer, poured some into each of the two glasses, filled one to the full, and then gave Zhou Yan the half of the glass.

Zhou Yan: "..."

That half glass can be drunk in one gulp.After Zhou Yan finished drinking, he turned the glass upside down, but not a single drop of water fell out.Han Zheng hadn't finished his drink yet, so he glanced at him, and then moved the beer bottle away.

"Come on, you can't die."

Zhou Yan moved the cup to Han Zheng.

Such a night is extraordinarily quiet.

They sat on the small balcony and moved a small table. The small bowl on the table was filled with peanuts. Zhou Yan grabbed a couple of them from time to time. Han Zheng firmly refused to eat them at first, but Zhou Yan felt in the dark once. Grabbing peanuts, just touched his hand.

Chill.

He retracted his hand, then looked at the dark sky, and suddenly laughed.

Han Zheng glanced at him inexplicably, and said, "You're drunk." Although it was only half a bottle of beer, the alcohol level was not high.

The night breeze was a bit chilly, Han Zheng was dressed thinly, he was a tall and burly man curled up in a small chair, he shrank and kicked Zhou Yan: "Hey, you have a bad drinker, do you have a blanket? "

Zhou Yan looked drowsy, drooped his head, and chewed the peanuts in his mouth slowly: "Yes."

"Where? I'll get it."

"In my bedroom cupboard. Are you cold?"

"It's okay, don't you still have a little fever, the temperature is low in the middle of the night, don't get worse later."

As Han Zheng said that, he stood up and was about to go in to get it. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yan's leg suddenly stretched out dishonestly. The blind Han Zheng didn't see it.

Han Zheng immediately exploded and shouted at Zhou Yan: "What are you crazy about???!!!"

Zhou Yan was staring at the bowl of peanuts with his head lowered, not to mention how serious it was, but at this moment Han Zheng lost his temper, and he was finally willing to look away from the peanuts and look at him.

His pupils were black and bright, and under the negligible dim light of the balcony, the silhouette of Zhou Yan's face appeared blurred and gentle.

Han Zheng's Adam's apple twitched, and his cool palms were a little sweaty.

The four eyes met, for some reason, he felt inexplicably anxious, spreading from the skin to the depths of the flesh and blood.

I don't know which one downstairs is watching the cross talk, it's so late, one after another, the laughter echoes in the depths of the night.

Zhou Yan also laughed, and said leisurely: "Brother Zheng, I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I have not figured out one thing. This question is quite disgusting, but I have been holding it in for a long time, so I must ask it today. You: why are you so nice to me."

After he finished speaking, he stood up. He had just finished drinking, and he was wobbly and unsteady, but he didn't want to sit like this anymore, so... Looking up at Han Zheng with his head up, so laboriously.

Han Zheng took off the hand supporting the door frame, stood up straight, still half a head taller than Zhou Yan, and lowered his head slightly when looking at him.

"How can I treat you well? I don't think so."

"Oh." Zhou Yan prolonged the sound for a few seconds, grinding Han Zheng's ears so hard that he wanted to beat him up, "To be honest, do you sympathize with me? You think I'm quite pitiful, like a little boy without a home." Cats and puppies?"

There was a subtle change in Han Zheng's expression. Zhou Yan's words were obviously very ordinary, but when he listened to them, he felt that they were particularly harsh.Han Zheng frowned: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"No, I think it's quite strange." He smiled "hehe", leaned against the door frame, and looked at him, "Actually, I'm very hard-hearted, and I don't like to have anything to do with others. Over the years, a person is used to I thought, if I have no money, you are not short of money; secondly, I can't help you much. So what are you trying to do by helping me like this?"

Zhou Yan smelled heavily of alcohol, and the two listened from a distance. When they were talking, the warm breath was under Han Zheng's breath. Han Zheng turned his body slightly and changed the angle. He suddenly realized that Zhou Yan's His face was swollen, and there were blood clots around his ears.

Han Zheng didn't know about Jiang Xue's slap, he just thought it was the effect of being punched by Luo Jinfeng before.

It was really miserable to watch, so that the fire that had just risen in my heart was extinguished by itself inexplicably.

Han Zheng sighed inaudibly: "Is there a medicine box? You are disfigured."

"..." Zhou Yan was already drunk, but now he was dazed by Han Zheng's sudden question, and instantly forgot what he was struggling with just now, and shook his head, "No."

"I'll go out for a while." Han Zheng said this, put on a coat and went out.

There is a 24-hour pharmacy nearby. Han Zheng bought some alcohol gauze and medicine and came back, which took only 10 minutes.

In just 10 minutes, Zhou Yan had fallen asleep sprawled on the sofa.

The sleeping posture is a bit poor, but the breathing is steady and the sleep is very deep.

Han Zheng looked at him for a while, then took a blanket from the bedroom cabinet, covered him, and gently locked the door to leave.

It was already twelve o'clock in the evening when we got home. As soon as Han Zheng returned to his room, there was a knock on the door.He went to open the door, and saw Ling Ying standing neatly at the door.

With a smile on her face: "Is it done?"

Han Zheng didn't answer her directly, but asked, "Why didn't the phone say that I'm staying here today?"

"It was a temporary decision. I couldn't sleep." Ling Ying looked a little tired, "Are you hungry? I'll make you a midnight snack."

Han Zheng looked at her, hesitated for a while, and said, "Yes."

Ling Ying "doesn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing", and Han Zheng could tell that she had something to say to him.But her personality is reserved, and her temper is more boring than his. She likes to keep many things in her heart, and she won't talk about it unless she is pushed.

When did it start.It seems to be since... after the fire.

It's no wonder that a person who originally had a bright future suddenly lost his fiancé, beauty, and career. It's like being poured a bucket of cold muddy water while soaking comfortably in a hot spring.

Embarrassed sober.

Ling Ying doesn't know how to cook, so she only cooked a bowl of simple noodles, and added an egg and a handful of green onions, which didn't have a complete color, flavor or taste.

Han Zheng ate slowly, and she watched quietly from the opposite side of the dining table. She didn't speak again until he finished eating and put down his chopsticks.

She asked him, "Is it delicious?"

The clock in the living room is old, and the sound of the second hand moving is very loud, which is very clear at this time.

Han Zheng played with the lighter in his hand, and asked her calmly, "Do you want to thank Chen?"

Hearing that name, Ling Ying's expression changed slightly, she was silent for a while, and said, "It's almost his death day again."

Every year around this time, the atmosphere at home is always extraordinarily heavy.Even Qin Feifei, who was always noisy, became extremely silent.

I don't know if it's because of the lack of energy at this special moment, or because Zhou Yan was infected before. After the anniversary of Xie Chen's death, Han Zheng developed a low-grade fever for a few days. People who have never asked for leave for thousands of years asked for a few days off to sleep at home for the first time.

Wang Po said that he was working too hard, serving big fish and meat every day, Han Zheng lost his appetite, and Mr. Qin was in a hurry, always thinking that he was seriously ill, so he urged Qin Feifei to take him to the hospital.

"What kind of illness can he have? Their school has a physical examination every year. Grandpa, look at Han Zheng's body. If he is sick like this, I think I will almost die."

That being said, it is an indisputable fact that Han Zheng is not in good health, so that Zhou Yan found out that he was ill after a phone call.

"Are you okay, Brother Zheng?"

Han Zheng was sleeping at first, but now he was a little upset when he was woken up, so he sat up and scratched his hair: "I can't die."

Zhou Yan laughed: "I got my salary. I haven't activated online banking on my salary card, so I'll give you cash and treat you to a meal by the way."

Now even Han Zheng has no appetite...

"Recovering from illness, taboo." He picked up the calendar beside the bed and looked at it. Sure enough, it was the end of the month again.At this moment, Han Zheng suddenly remembered what happened to Luo Yujing before, and said to him, "Xiao Xiao probably didn't look for you again about the little hooligan last time."

At that time, Luo Yujing was really going to be investigated. Han Zheng knew their personal grievances, and Zhou Yan made it difficult to make things worse. It was a rare time that he failed to be a law-abiding citizen, so he greeted Xiao Xiao. It just passed vaguely.

Zhou Yan was naturally grateful in his heart, but he didn't find a chance to thank his benefactor. He originally planned to take advantage of this coincidence and invite Qin Feifei and the others to have a meal together. Unexpectedly, the important person became a sick person overnight. cat.

"I haven't said thank you yet. Luo Yujing is fine, and Luo Jinfeng is also happy. After I teased him for a while, he agreed to let me go to Luo Jinchen's cemetery."

Han Zheng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words: "That's good."

There was silence on the phone for a few seconds.

Zhou Yan said, "Thanks to you."