predecessor evolution

The vacation is as precious to Du Heqi now as the film contract when he and Wen Huai were together back then. It is impossible to ask how many times to get it. Especially this time, the company gave him a week's vacation. Originally, every day was arranged very well, but the reality is always so skinny that it makes people feel uncomfortable in their arms.

Seven days, the back and forth time basically takes two days, and the five days of rest in the middle, drinking coffee, taking pictures, posting Weibo and sleeping, this is standard.

But Du Heqi didn't expect that he would be sick for five whole days because of a cold shower.

After taking the medicine at Wen Huai's place, he also had a sound sleep after returning, but the fever still persisted, and he lay on the bed, with the blackout curtains blocking the sunlight tightly, and he didn't know whether it was day or night without looking at the time.

He was on the big bed in the hotel, so uncomfortable that he thought he had some serious illness.

There was a knock on the door, but Du Heqi didn't want to get up.

"What!" Wen Huai's voice came from the door, making Du Heqi feel a little dazed for a moment, thinking that he was hallucinating, "Are you awake?"

Du Heqi sniffled, opened his mouth and let out a long sigh, feeling that he was not exhaling but breathing fire.

"Wake up!" He lifted the quilt and got up to open the door, guessing it was because of a fever, he felt extremely cold.

Du Heqi opened the door, and Wen Huai outside put on the familiar casual sweater again.

"How do you feel?" Wen Huai was a little worried about him. He didn't do anything all morning, and walked around in circles in his room, which made Chang Xing dizzy. It took him a long time to persuade him to come and ask in person.

"Still having a fever." Du Heqi was listless, his eyes were a little swollen, and his hair was lying loose.

Wen Huai raised his hand slightly, wanting to touch his forehead, but hesitated for a moment, his hand was in mid-air, and instead looked at the time: "I'll go buy you something to eat, and I'll ask Chang Xing to bring you the medicine later. "

"No need." Du Heqi leaned against the door without any strength, "I'm not hungry."

"Eat if you're not hungry, it's better if you don't eat." Wen Huai's tone was unquestionable, "Go into the room, I'll come over later."

"Hello..." Du Heqi called him in a low voice, Wen Huai walked quickly to the elevator on the other side of the corridor without looking back.Du Heqi kept watching Wen Huai enter the elevator, and suddenly wanted to ask him why he took care of himself.

What was that word called?Is there any more love left?

Du Heqi felt that he really had unrequited love for Wen Huai, but Wen Huai probably only treated him as a villain.

Since the two must have a scene of mocking each other every time they meet, why bother to play such a caring scene now?Is it possible that now that the manuscript has been prepared, we will wait for the time to go to various websites and marketing accounts to praise him for his kindness, righteousness and nobleness?

Du Heqi didn't want to treat Wen Huai's belly with the heart of a villain, but he didn't believe that Wen Huai did this because he had feelings for him.

He went back to bed and lay still feeling upset.

Wen Huai went downstairs, walked to several restaurants, and bought several light lunches.

In the past few years, even if they sat and ate together, they were basically at various dinner parties and banquets. It would be good to meet in private without running on each other. How could they chat about the latest taste calmly.

Wen Huai felt very disappointed for a moment. When they were together before, the two of them seldom went out to eat together. One was because of poverty, and the other was because they wanted to keep fit.

When they were in school, they spent their family’s money. Although they had peace of mind, they didn’t dare to eat and drink. They are all self-disciplined people, always thinking that they might be knocked on the door by chance inadvertently.

Later, I would not go out to eat a big meal.

I don't have a lucrative job, so I'm ashamed to take the family's subsidy. Every holiday, two people go to eat a Pizza Hut meal, which is considered a luxurious meal.

At that time, some people may think that it can’t be called life at all, but only survival. Wen Huai thought so too at the time, but recalling it now, it is called a life full of taste, tears and sweetness.

Now, he has a lot of money, and is even an important person in the company. He is praised and praised everywhere he goes, but his heart feels more and more empty.

He looked at the lunch in his hand, and couldn't remember what Du Heqi liked to eat for a while.

He felt sad and regretful.

Back at the hotel, Wen Huai went back to his room first.

Chang Xing had been sitting on the sofa waiting for orders. When he saw Wen Huai returning with food, he thought it was for them.

"Hey brother Huai, just ask me to buy it!" Chang Xing came to pick it up, but Wen Huai gave him a glare and avoided it.

"It's not for you." Wen Huaiyang raised his head and said, "He Qi is still having a fever, I'll deliver his food first, and you put the medicine in my pocket."

Wen Huai carried the bag in both hands, so Chang Xing could only let Chang Xing put the medicine box directly into his trouser pocket.

"I can't put it in." Wen Huai's trouser pockets were bulging, and his mobile phone and wallet were inside. Chang Xing glanced at it, stood up straight, and put the medicine box into Wen Huai's sweater hat, "Go, Huai Brother, go show off to Brother He Qi!"

"Why are you crazy?" Wen Huai turned his head to look at the box of medicine, but he couldn't see it, and he didn't have any extra hands to take it out, so he gave up, "Open the door for me."

Chang Xing obediently opened the door for Wen Huai, and then went to knock on the door of the next room very sensiblely.

Du Heqi slowly came over to open the door. Before he opened the door, Chang Xing ran back to Wen Huai's room, and whispered cheers to Brother Huai by the way: "Brother Huai, come on! Men are the most vulnerable when they are sick!"

"I really don't want to eat it." Du Heqi took a bag and took a look at it. He really had no appetite at all.

"The ones I buy are all light, you can take a little." Wen Huai followed him in and closed the door, "You can't take medicine without food."

"It's okay, it's not that I haven't done that before. I'm a big man, how can I be so delicate." Du Heqi didn't care, he just wanted to take the medicine and sleep quickly, "What about the medicine? Is there any more?"

"Yes, but I won't give it to you now." Wen Huai arranged all the food he bought, like a cook, "Do you want me to feed you?"

He teased Du Heqi with a smile, but the man glared at him.

"Wen Huai, what are you holding back?" Du Heqi sat over and looked at the two rows of lunches in front of him. Although they were all light, there were a variety of them. This person probably went to several restaurants when buying food.

"What can I hold back?" Wen Huai handed him the spoon, "Do you really want me to feed you?"

Du Heqi took the spoon and ate the porridge by himself.

"If you don't hold back the bad words, why do you care about my life?" The porridge is no longer hot, and the entrance is just right at this time.

Du Heqi felt uncomfortable, he had no appetite at all, but suddenly found that the porridge seemed to be pretty good, so he decided to take a few more mouthfuls to save Wen Huai.

"I just feel sorry for you." Wen Huai moved a chair and sat opposite him, took a spoon himself, and opened a bowl of porridge, "Why didn't you even bring an assistant with you when you came out?"

"It's annoying." Du Heqi didn't expect that he would get sick in such a worthless way. In his memory, the last time he got sick was when he just broke up with Wen Huai.

"That's why I said, I feel sorry for you." Although Wen Huai looked at this man with distress, he still refused to say a word of kindness, "Everyone knows that I came to Bali to start work, in case you die here , others should think that I killed you? I will not take the blame!"

"What a fart!" After Du Heqi scolded back, he found that there were some ambiguous words in the first place, and it was even more strange to be picked up by him like this. He was afraid that Wen Huai would climb up the pole, so he quickly shut up.

Wen Huai was not in the mood to argue with him, and after absent-mindedly eating a mouthful of porridge, he began to secretly stare at Du Heqi who dared not raise his head.

This person really hasn't changed in recent years, especially now that he is sick, unshaven, and unkempt. Compared to the dazzling star in front of others, Wen Huai prefers this disheveled star with a breath of life Du Heqi.

"What are your plans these days?" Wen Huai asked.

"I don't know." Du Heqi raised his head, looked at him for a moment, then turned his head away, "I wanted to go for a walk, but now I just want to sleep."

Wen Huai nodded, wondering if Du Heqi saw it.

"You have to wait a while before taking the medicine after eating, otherwise the medicine will not take effect."

"I know." Du Heqi complained softly, "I'm not your son, so long-winded."

Wen Huai smiled awkwardly, and said to himself: When we were making love, it's not like you didn't call me Dad.

He didn't dare to say this, if he did, the atmosphere would be even more embarrassing.

He watched as Du Heqi finished his meal, there were several boxes of meals, but he didn't eat a few mouthfuls in total.

He knew that the sick person had no appetite, so he didn't force Du Heqi to eat. He looked at the time and asked him to lie down first. While cleaning up the mess, he said, "Lie down for a while. I'll get you some water after cleaning up. After half an hour Take more medicine."

Du Heqi leaned against the window, and the curtain behind him was wrinkled by him.

"Wen Huai," he folded his arms around his chest and asked with a frown, "do you really have no purpose?"

Wen Huai paused his hands while he was working, pretending not to care and chuckled lightly and said, "Du Heqi, why are you still like that? I always feel that other people have other plans for you."

Du Heqi wanted to refute, he wanted to say that it was obviously not like this before, it was only after he broke up with Wen Huai that he felt that there is no good person in the world.

Even Qu Yingying, who has been helping him all the time, he can't completely trust. All people are unreliable. In this life, one can only trust oneself.

Seeing that he was silent, Wen Huai put the packed bag on the floor, took out a few pieces of paper and wiped the table, and said to him: "What can I do to you? I have what you have. If you have to say If you want to plot against you..."

He paused for a moment, and glanced at Du Heqi: "I don't even want to fuck you now, what do you think is worth my calculation?"

These words hurt people, at least it hurt Du Heqi, but the two of them have said similar things to each other in the past few years, but they still can't get used to it.

Du Heqi's eyes sank, he ground his teeth, and responded with a smile after a few seconds: "Then I'm relieved."