Stop taking medicine, eat candy

Fu Huai's healing notes:

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Disease number: CI

World number: 23

Main symptoms: fever, dry cough, fatigue, shortness of breath, etc.

Hazard class: II

Treatment: companionship and trust.

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The female voice of the radio broadcast at the airport came softly, and the humming human voice drifted away in my ears.Outside the huge transparent glass window, the flaps on both sides of the plane are unfolded, like a light kingfisher being lifted up by a turbine engine and gliding up. From a distance, the driver's window is black and bright like eyes, and the red anti-collision underfoot Lights shone on the lawn.

The black-haired young man stood in the crowd with his back straight and dragging his suitcase, holding his mobile phone, his palms sweating slightly.The scarf that had just been hung was wrapped around his neck like a live mink.

"Are you there? I just got off the plane." Lu Yan felt his throat tighten slightly.

"Speak, don't move." The person opposite replied him.

He stood there and looked around, and saw Fu Huai walking towards him, with the kind of naughty smile that Lu Yan was most familiar with on his face.

Even in this weather, he was still only wearing a jacket that looked extraordinarily thin. Lu Yan hugged him on tiptoe, pinched his waist through the clothes, and immediately realized that he was not only wearing little clothes.This is in stark contrast to Lu Yan who is almost wrapping himself into a hairball.

Fu Huai stretched out his hand to prevent him from leaving, and covered his head with scorching body temperature along the palm of his hand.

"Yanyan." He rubbed his chin against Lu Yan's neck, trying to pull his scarf away.

"Do you know that I have been thinking about you these days? I also think about it during the day and night, when I want to eat, when I want to sleep, and when I want to sleep. Do you miss me? You must be thinking about it, right? I know it must be Because you haven’t even sent me a WeChat message, then you must be thinking about me secretly, you can’t lie to me, you hug me as soon as you see me and say you don’t miss me..."

Lu Yan took off his earphones and held them in his hands, grabbed his ears and tore him away from himself, as if he were tearing away a giant golden retriever that jumped on its owner for fun.

"Come down." He snorted.

Fu Huai let him go, and looked at him aggrievedly, the eyes of a heartless shit shoveler.

"Why are you wearing so little? Did you catch a cold on purpose?" On the way home by taxi, Lu Yan put the long-haired scarf around Fu Huai's neck and tied it with a slipknot.

"I was so happy at the thought of seeing you that I forgot to add clothes."

Lu Yan keenly caught the loopholes in his words.

"Did you wear less clothes because you forgot to add clothes, or did you wear less clothes this week and forgot to add them to me?"

"Yanyan, how was your meeting in Jingnan City this time? By the way, have you checked Weibo? Recently, it is said that there is a contagious flu virus here. Just in case, I bought a lot of masks and kept them at home. , isn't your man very foresight?" Fu Huai changed the topic.

"Does it work? You didn't wear it either." Lu Yan really fell for the trick, and then watched Fu Huai take out two wrapped masks from his pocket, and covered him up.

"You should pay attention." The driver was an uncle in his 50s or [-]s, with a local accent in Qingcheng, a shiny spot on the back of his head that is unique to middle-aged men, and a chatty personality that is unique to taxi drivers.His voice was hoarse because he was wearing a mask.

"I just listened to the news that Nanyuan was infected with several people, and one of them was also a taxi. But I don't think the contagiousness of the disease seems to be strong. At least it is not as strong as SARS... At the beginning, the symptoms Just like a cold, cough, fever or something..."

After hearing what he said, Lu Yan pulled Fu Huai and stood back when he met a colleague who was coughing profusely in the elevator of the community.

That colleague and Lu Yan are from different departments of the same company, and his surname seems to be Qin, and he doesn't have much contact with him at work, and only met at the annual meeting.But after all, we live close together, and it is normal to say hello when we see people upstairs and downstairs.

"What?" The colleague bent over and coughed heavily, raised his head with a bloodshot face as if he had been strangled, and smiled at Lu Yan, showing a mouthful of uneven smoky teeth.

"Oh, Xiao Lu, don't be afraid. I just got a cold two days ago and I haven't recovered. Besides, they said that this disease is not transmitted from person to person! People nowadays are too afraid of death. A small virus is like a plague. Yes. I was fine during SARS..."

He laughed out loud, coughing a few times, and suddenly stretched out his hand to help Lu Yan's arm.

"Look, what's wrong with me relying on you. It's nothing..."

"Let's go." Fu Huai's face and voice were so cold that there was no hint of perfunctory, and he directly pressed the button to open the door, pulling Lu Yan out.

"Aren't you on the 17th floor?" A colleague shouted from behind.

"Okay, we were wearing masks at the time." After taking a shower that night, Lu Yan watched as Fu Huai sprayed the disinfectant on the clothes, and then stuffed the clothes into the front-loading washing machine like a dunking basket. , poured out the remaining half bottle.

"Even if he has a cold, shouldn't he wear a mask? It depends on you. Where did he come from so confident?"

Lu Yan took a hair dryer to blow Fu Huai's hair into a messy ball of thread, and listened to his calculations.

"I have to go to the pharmacy again tomorrow."

"buy what?"

"Cold medicine."

"Would it be useful to take cold medicine for this disease?"

"I'm worried about you catching a cold." Fu Huai rolled onto his lap and looked up at him. "Shouldn't you, a person like you who catches a cold once a month, pay more attention?"

"Right now, news has spread on the Internet that the new coronavirus is getting worse. Some experts came out to refute the rumors and said that it was indeed transmitted from person to person, and even started to say that someone died because of this disease." Lu Yan poked on Weibo.

Fu Huai was silent for a while.

"Then why don't I buy a mask tomorrow."

"Didn't you stock up a lot?" Lu Yan said, "Even if you want to be cautious, you are a bit too much. It doesn't mean that the official news hasn't come out yet." He pulled Fu Huai's hair and lay on his back Looking at his straight nose bridge, his voice is a little soft.

"Don't buy them all, save some for others."

The lights of the city flickered like countless stars light-years away, surrounding them all around. Only the darkness remained in their warm and familiar bedroom floating in the air.It's like a lonely planet with only two people.The stars are far away from them except each other.

The floating dust in the air also fell, and Lu Yan rested his head on Fu Huai's arms.

Lu Yan felt unwell on the third day after returning from a business trip. When he got up, he had no strength. After drinking some cold medicine made by Fu Huai for him, he even started to cough dryly. Information about the novel coronavirus infection.

When they went to the hospital to register, they waited for a whole morning, surrounded by patients wearing various masks, their eyes sometimes flickering blankly, their mobile phone screens were reflected on their covered faces, they could not see their expressions, and there was a strong smell of disinfectant It couldn't hide the panic that filled the air.The nurses walking around wore thick masks, their eyes were cold and tired.Lu Yan quietly let go of Fu Huai's hand, lowered his head and stuffed his hand into his pocket.

The doctor only prescribed medicine, and the masks, alcohol, and 84 disinfectant in the pharmacy were all sold out. The night after returning home, Lu Yan started to have a fever, and Fu Huai dragged him out of the quilt to take the medicine.Lu Yan sat on the bed in a daze, watched Fu Huai walking back and forth pouring water, and suddenly said something.

"Why don't you wear a mask?"

"Why do I have to wear a mask when I sleep with you?"

"Then you go, I don't want you to accompany me."

Fu Huai handed the medicine in the palm of his hand, and Lu Yan pressed it down without looking at it.

"Where do you want me to go?"

"The city will be closed tomorrow, you still have time to leave now." Lu Yan took a sip of water and looked at him dimly through the tears forced out by the suffocation.

This means that from tomorrow, no one can leave this city that has been gradually occupied by the plague.

Blockade will always be the most effective measure for humans to deal with viruses, and it is also the greatest and helpless concession of human nature.There has been a blockade since the first infectious disease. Generations of people face each other across the blockade line. The eyes of those inside are pleading and resentful, while the eyes of those outside are sympathetic and indifferent.Only at this time, people will realize that even though human history has gone forward for thousands of years, they are still powerless when facing diseases.

"You are here, where do you want me to go?" Fu Huai asked softly. "Unless you come with me."

Lu Yan shook his head.

"We can drive, wear masks on the road and don't touch anyone. I checked the route and went directly to the hospital after leaving Qingcheng. It's fine as long as you leave the city. If you are here, you may not be able to be hospitalized at all. There is no way to take care of it.”

Lu Yan pushed him out of the bedroom door.

That night, Lu Yan stood in front of the window until the sky was bright, watching the evergreen pine standing upright in the dark night like the shadow of a soldier on guard. Escape from the city they abandoned.The orange headlights flashed suddenly, and the horn honked, leaving behind a wisp of white smoke.In the end, there were only a few sporadic vehicles abandoned by the vast traffic, huddled in the corners of the city, covered with a thin layer of cold snow.The ruts were quickly buried by the falling snow, and he couldn't see anything.

The rest of the lights also went out one by one, like dead fireflies. The small corpses kept their wings flying upwards and were frozen in the ice, becoming a specimen together with the city.In this empty city, only the lights of the hospital and the funeral home were still on, one representing hope and the other representing death.

Fu Huai knocked on his door.

"Yanyan, do you have breakfast? I have your favorite oatmeal and egg porridge this morning."

The cold snow shone brightly in five colors in the sun, and Lu Yan stroked the window, feeling the same coldness.

He couldn't help trembling, and even felt a little nauseous.

"You go." On the contrary, Lu Yan was very calm when he heard his own voice.

"I remembered to add sugar this time." There was a smile in Fu Huai's voice.

"I won't go out to eat if you don't leave. You know I'm telling the truth."

He heard the sound of clothes rubbing against each other.It should be that someone sat down with their backs outside his door.

"Speak." He sensed a trace of imperceptible fatigue and pleading in Fu Huai's voice. "Do you want to kiss me?"

"You will be infected by me." Lu Yan closed his eyes.

"But I want to kiss you. And maybe I've been infected now, can you open the door?"

"You go." Lu Yan said again.

"I'm sick too. I had a fever this morning, 39 and a half degrees."

"You lied to me." Lu Yan coughed dryly, then dazedly picked up the mask and covered his face.

For a long time, neither of them spoke again.

Lu Yan looked at his shadow leaking in through the crack of the door, traced the outline, and was gradually swallowed by the churning sleepiness.It was already afternoon when I woke up, and the little snow flakes on the window had melted away. When I opened the door to see, Fu Huai had already left.

The air conditioner was still turning on and emitting warm warm air. Lu Yan leaned against the door without any strength. The colorful medicines on the table were divided into several small piles, and the alarm clock beside him suppressed the note.The sweet smell of oatmeal came from the kitchen, and the phone rang just right, it was a text message from Fu Huai.

"I found a place to live in a hotel in our community. Breakfast and lunch are in the kitchen. The oatmeal is still hot, and the beef is put in the microwave for 5 minutes on medium heat. Yan Yan, you lock the door, and don't open the door if someone knocks .In the evening, I will deliver dinner to you. By the way, remember to take your medicine."

Without even thinking about it, Lu Yan made a video call, but when he picked it up, he saw a blurry blue.

"Yanyan, good afternoon. Have you had lunch yet?" Fu Huai was wearing a mask, his eyes were narrowed, and the creases under his eyes were compressed by the video to make them look very cute.

Until many years later, until time limped and left them behind, until Lu Yan was finally diagnosed and discharged from the hospital. The old photo album blurred the original appearance and became a good memory. The unavoidable separation and longing blended into the joys and sorrows of that era to add luster to it. In the verdict, the prefix of the new type of coronavirus pneumonia was removed, and it was given a more formal name as a Class B infectious disease and SARS, which was listed side by side in the thick new version of the infectious disease textbook that made medical students complain.

Until the snowflakes that froze the city melted again, the people who left remembered their forgotten homes, and the people outside once again remembered the prosperity and beauty of the city.They remembered the countless little fireflies that died here, some of them were born here, some flew from other places, and finally ran out of light and heat, and died in this city far from home.Until they remembered the dwarf evergreen pine that Lu Yan had watched on that turbulent night, now it was covered with snowflakes, and it burst out intoxicating new buds in the melting spring.

Lu Yan remembered that the blue patch he saw in the afternoon when he woke up was Fu Huai who gave him a warm kiss through the cold screen and mask.

From that moment on, he knew that the frozen city had begun to melt, at least in his heart.

"good afternoon."

He took his mobile phone and went to the kitchen to find a spoon. The oatmeal and egg porridge was still warm, just right for his mouth.

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World No. 23, the treatment is complete.