Hey, are you in love?

Fu Zhaoyang sat on the bench opposite the tea table, watched Fu Zhaohui finish eating the porridge, and said, "I left the medicine for you." He picked out a box of cold medicine and a box of antipyretics from the plastic bag, and ordered Said: "Cold medicine is a granule. I will boil a pot of hot water for you before I leave in a while. If you feel really uncomfortable, get up and drink a cup to relieve symptoms. The other box is anti-fever medicine. I will leave you with the thermometer. If you have a fever in the middle of the night, take a cup." grains, but it shouldn’t be necessary.”

Fu Zhaohui wrapped the quilt tightly around his body and asked, "Are you going to leave in the middle of the night?"

"I made soup for Gu Yuheng..." He thought about it again, and said, "Besides, there is an operation tomorrow morning, so it's a bit rushed to go to the hospital from your place."

Hearing what he said, Fu Zhaohui nodded, "Then you go back, slow down on the road, there is another one...you are so busy every day, if you can't make it in time, don't make soup for him, buy the same in the restaurant."

"It's okay, I bought an electric casserole, which can set a timer, just throw it in and cook it by yourself."

He stood up and went to the kitchen to help Fu Zhaohui boil water, but was stopped: "You go back, I boil the water myself, I'm not so sick yet, and I didn't intend to let you come at first, I didn't expect you to love me so much."

At eleven o'clock at night, there are few people on the road, and the lingering ditties are played in the car speakers of the taxi, and the hoarse mezzo-soprano lazily sings an unknown song.

The driver in the front seat was in his forties, chatted with him while driving, and asked, "Does the young man have a girlfriend?"

Fu Zhaoyang couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth, probably because he had just solved a difficult matter related to it. Hearing this topic now, he lost a lot of hostility and just thought it was funny.In this era, the issue of marriage and love seems to have become a concern of the whole people.Wherever you go, no matter who you know or don't know, close or distant, you always have to interject and ask: Do you have a boyfriend or a girlfriend?When are you going to get married?When are you going to have a baby?

Some people just ask casually, looking for a topic to pass the time to get closer to each other, but the blame is here, there are so many topics in the sky and the earth that are not easy to talk about, so they have to talk about this.Fu Zhaoyang wanted to perfunctorily say yes, but after thinking about it, he said no.

The driver smiled, but he didn't have the same opinion as the others, but said: "It's a good thing to not have one. I've been in a hurry for a lifetime, and when I'm old enough to be persuaded to fall in love and get married, it seems that getting married will take up a big part." It’s cheap, that’s not the case.” He turned down the sound of the speakers a little, and said, “They coax you into a pit and leave it alone. Those with high incomes are fine, but those with low incomes have to be caught blind. It turns out that eating and drinking can make you free. If you pay for cigarettes and alcohol, your standard of living will drop a notch when you get married. If you can’t find a suitable one, don’t live it together. It can make do, but this is not enough.”

"It's not long or short for a lifetime, so why bother to be hard on yourself, and don't worry about reincarnation, just wait patiently." The driver's talk is vivid and philosophical, full of life insights.

Fu Zhaoyang listened deeply, and looked at the meter before getting out of the car. He was amused, and it cost five yuan more than usual to take a taxi. It seems that this philosophy is not for nothing.

Fu Zhaoyang went upstairs to wash his hands first, then took a look in front of the casserole, skimmed off the blood foam in the chicken soup, and sprinkled a pinch of salt.

The whole city was immersed in the dark night, he took a shower and went to bed, lay down and checked Weibo for a while, the heat of Gu Yuheng's injury has faded, only some fans are still scolding the crew, saying that if the TV series changes the male lead, the future broadcast Time never supports it.

Sometimes he feels that he is also like a fan of Gu Yuheng, who has been peeping and crushing one-sidedly since ten years ago with hopeless feelings.But when he was a child, he didn't admit it. He only admitted that it was called secret love, so it seemed that they were equal in status and the distance was closer.In the next few years, this feeling seemed to gradually fade as time went by, but he never met a person as dazzling as Gu Yuheng.

Fu Zhaoyang put away his mobile phone and closed his eyes. Gu Yuheng's appearance as a teenager was reflected in his mind, lazily wearing pajamas and propping his chin, holding a pen between his fingers. He looked concentrated, but in fact the draft paper was blank. one slice……

He was thinking about it, and the desire that had not been relieved for a long time raised his head. At this moment, the picture suddenly flickered, and it turned into Gu Yuheng pulling his sleeve and looking up at him, with red ears, and said shyly: " Just... make a date..."

Look, no matter what righteous words he says, he still thinks in his heart, how can he not want to?

Fu Zhaoyang stretched his hands down, Gu Yuheng's reddish ear tips, steaming lips, half-drooped blurred eyes, even the temperature and smell on his body became extremely specific and clear...

The time to sleep is always short. Once the eyes are closed and opened, the night has passed, and then closed and opened again, and they almost oversleep.

Dr. Fu jumped out of bed, threw the semen-stained underwear into the laundry basket in the bathroom, took a quick battle bath, and poured the chicken soup kept warm in the electric casserole into the rice bucket.

……

Gu Yuheng's alarm clock worked this morning, he opened his eyes as soon as the bell rang, and the light in the corridor came in through the glass on the door of the ward.His eyelashes were half drooping, his eyes were lazily looking at the beam of light, waiting for someone to break it, and then he walked in cautiously, his long legs came to his bedside...they looked at each other in the dark ward , approaching irresistibly, Gu Yuheng closed his eyes, thinking about whether he should grab the bed sheet with restraint, or follow his heart and wrap his arms around Fu Zhaoyang's neck with temptation.

Just as he was dreaming, the door of the ward creaked, and Fu Zhaoyang's tall figure shattered the light and shadow originally cast on the ground, like disturbing a pool of spring water.Gu Yuheng almost heard the sound of his heart beating rapidly. He opened his eyes and smelled the scent of bath milk with water vapor on Fu Zhaoyang's body. He thought to himself that he must have walked very hurriedly this morning.

The figure was getting closer and closer. Fu Zhaoyang put down the thermos, turned his head and glanced at him, and met his opened eyes. It seemed that he was taken aback. Ask him: "Why did you wake up so early today?"

Gu Yuheng whispered, "Wait for you..."

As soon as he said this, both of them fell silent, but it was not embarrassment, a pink ambiguous atmosphere flowed in the ward.

After Gu Yuheng finished speaking, he lowered his eyes a little nervously, and couldn't help but look up after a while.Fu Chaoyang was also looking at him, with a shy smile on the corner of his mouth, and raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch him, but he didn't feel right when he stretched halfway, so he wanted to put it back into his pocket again.Gu Yuheng stretched out his hand from under the quilt to grab it, and the palms of the two rubbed against each other. Gu Yuheng couldn't help swallowing nervously, isn't it too unreserved...

After a few seconds, maybe longer, maybe shorter, Gu Yuheng's time system has basically stopped working.Seeing that Fu Zhaoyang withdrew his hand as expected, feeling lost in his heart, he stretched out his hand towards his face, and patted him very gently on the top of his forehead.Say to him with that sexy and low-pitched voice: "Sleep a little longer, I'm going to work."

Gu Yuheng didn't expect it to be this routine, he was a little stunned for a while, and opened his mouth unconsciously, Fu Zhaoyang smiled and turned around to leave, Gu Yuheng couldn't help but yelled in a low voice on the hospital bed: "That..."

Fu Zhaoyang turned around: "What?"

"You...if you're okay...come and see me more." He said bravely, only to feel that his whole body was surrounded by Fu Zhaoyang's gaze, clusters of clusters seemed to be on fire, and even his skin was hot. He actually said such words to the little black monkey...

"it is good."

Seeing Fu Zhaoyang go out, Gu Yuheng buried his whole face in the quilt with a groan, he really wanted to fall in love, he was almost hard-pressed by Fu Zhaoyang, who would have thought that the little black monkey would grow up like this? ... He really wanted to strip himself naked, and when Fu Zhaoyang came to make the house rounds, he would pounce on him and kill him.

……

There was a smile on the corner of Fu Zhaoyang's mouth. Everyone was together during the morning meeting. After finishing the business, someone teased him: "Dr. Fu, what happened to him? I'm so happy, I've been laughing all morning."

He didn't speak, but he still couldn't help being happy when he went to make rounds, and he looked amiable to the patient.When he walked to the door of another ward, the doctor accompanying him reminded him: "Do not be happy, Doctor Fu, this patient has just had an amputation."

Fu Zhaoyang pursed his lips deliberately before entering the room, his face finally became serious, but he still couldn't hold back when he went upstairs, he was about to see Gu Yuheng again, and the smell of disinfectant in the air instantly became fresh.

In the VIP ward, the [-]-bed patient got up early in the morning with a bowl of chicken soup, and Zhang Yan randomly bought soy milk and fried dough sticks and sat in the corner of the ward to eat.Gu Yuheng called to him: "Give me a deep-fried dough stick."

"No, you don't even give me a sip of the soup, and you're paying the boss back, you're so picky."

"Can you give others the soup your girlfriend gave you?"

"I don't have a girlfriend!"

……

The two were arguing, when Fu Zhaoyang came in, Gu Yuheng immediately put on a reserved smile, and Zhang Yan clicked his lips beside him.

"How's the soup?" Fu Zhaoyang asked.

"It's delicious, I like it very much." Gu Yuheng bit his lower lip, raised the spoon and bowl in his hand, and asked, "Do you want to try it?"

"No, I drank it at home."

"Oh." He was a little disappointed and was about to put the soup aside. Unexpectedly, seeing his expression, Fu Zhaoyang suddenly bent down and took a sip from the spoon he had drunk.Gu Ban was caught off guard and almost knocked over the bowl in excitement.

Fu Zhaoyang smacked his lips on purpose, and commented: "Well, it's really good."

While blushing, Gu Yuheng couldn't help laughing, the corners of his mouth were pursed, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of spring.

After Fu Zhaoyang came out of the ward, he asked Zhang Yan: "How was my performance just now?"

"Hungry and thirsty, full of anger."