The actor is a little guy [Rebirth]

Chapter 9. Who is your sweetheart

Although he has already taken the medicine, Jiang Cen's headache still persists. Lying on the bed, he has not been able to fall asleep for a long time, feeling uncomfortable like a pinprick in his head. He simply turns on the TV and starts watching TV in a bored way to kill time. , In the second half of the night, I finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

When I woke up, Jiang Cen's cold was not good, and it was getting worse. His throat was itchy, like ants were crawling, but it didn't hurt, but he coughed a few times from time to time, and Jiang Cen fainted from the bed. Humbly getting up, almost fell to the ground.

Jing Chuyang prepared breakfast and brought it over. When he saw Jiang Cen open the door listlessly, he was startled. He quickly lifted his body and walked into the living room. He didn't have a fever, but he has a special body right now, and even a small cold can't be ignored, so Jing Chuyang finished his breakfast in two or three bites, "I'll take you to the hospital later, go to bed and lie down for a while."

"It's okay, it will be fine in two days." Jiang Cen refused. He didn't like to see a doctor since he was a child, and his deep-rooted resistance to doctors was probably because he was in poor health when he was just born, so he often went to the hospital.

"Don't be self-willed. A cold is not a minor illness. If you procrastinate and let it shorten the time for you to become normal, or become irregular, what should you do?" Jing Chuyang coaxed and lied, trying his best to persuade.He suddenly rejoiced that he didn't give Jiang Cen that capsule last night. The ingredients of western medicine and Chinese patent medicine are different. If it has a bad effect on the body, it will be troublesome.

Jiang Cen drooped his head, although he was very unhappy, but he did not deny that what he said seemed to make sense, so he nodded reluctantly, sat on the bed and waited for the arrival of noon.

My owner went to the next door, and the house became a marshmallow paradise. When we moved here, there were many cardboard boxes, and these cartons became toys for the marshmallow to entertain itself. It jumped into the box from time to time, staring round The eyes stayed inside for a while, and then jumped out by themselves, going back and forth many times, having a great time.

After a while, it felt a little bored, so it paced to the balcony, walked through the passage to the balcony next door, looked up and saw its owner was chatting with Jiang Cen inside, so it meowed and squeezed in through the crack of the door.

The master said that Jiang Cen will also become its master in the future, so be nice to it. Cotton Candy originally liked this little one very much. It tilted its head to look at the two people on the bed, danced on the bed, and lay down next to Jiang Cen. fall.

The two chatted one after another, and before they knew it, the clock pointed to twelve o'clock in the noon. Jiang Cen returned to his normal size on time, got dressed in the room, opened the door and came out.

"Let's go." Jing Chuyang had already changed his clothes and was waiting in the living room. Marshmallow ran to the feet of the two of them and looked up at them. He lowered his head and touched Marshmallow's head, "Good boy, wait at home for me to come back."

Jiang Cen went out with him, the temperature just dropped today, the autumn wind was a little cold, he was wearing a sweater and couldn't resist the cold, the two of them got into the car together and drove it, Jiang Cen found that it didn't seem to be bound for the hospital in city a road.

"Let's go to a Chinese medicine doctor." Jing Chuyang answered, "Your body is special, so Chinese medicine is safer."

Jiang Cen stared, Zhongzhong Chinese medicine?

The car stopped in front of an antique building. Jiuyuntang is a traditional Chinese medicine clinic with a long history in City A. It is said that it has a long history of more than 100 years, so there is an endless stream of people who come here to see a doctor every day. Jing Chuyang took Jiang Cen Go in, take a number, sit on a chair in the corridor and wait.

A sneeze!

Jiang Cen sneezed again, feeling his nose itchy, so he rubbed it with his hands, and a big hand beside him suddenly reached out and grabbed him, "Don't rub it, the small heart will be crushed."

Jiang Cen nodded indiscriminately. Although he didn't have a fever, his head was still dizzy and he wanted to sleep. He squinted his eyes and took a nap for a while, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Jing Chuyang, who was sitting next to him, sank on his shoulders. Jiang Cen tilted his head on his shoulders and fell asleep with his eyes closed. Bustling people walked through the corridor, and children's noises could be heard from time to time, and people on his shoulders moved. He moved, frowning unconsciously, and Jing Chuyang covered his ears with his hands, letting him sleep peacefully for a while.

Time passed by quietly, and the names on the electronic display popped up one by one. It was Jiang Cen's turn gradually, and Jing Chuyang patted him on the back, waking him up with a warm voice.

"Is it my time?" Jiang Cen opened his eyes in a daze, feeling that he had been asleep for a long time, and looked up at the time, it was only over an hour.

"Go in." Jing Chuyang turned sideways, covered the crumpled shirt on his shoulders, moved his sore arms, and followed Jiang Cen into the room.

The Chinese medicine doctor attending the consultation is an old man over 40 years old. It is said that he has been in Jiuyuntang for nearly [-] years and has rich experience. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are particularly kind when he smiles.

Jiang Cen sat in front of him and cooperated with the doctor's examination. It turned out that the cold was caused by the cold wind. In addition, the temperature difference between morning and evening was relatively large recently, so he had headache and cough symptoms. It was not serious. He took a few Chinese medicines and rested for two days it will be fine.

Jing Chuyang took the prescription prescribed by the doctor and went to the first floor to grab the medicine. The smell of traditional Chinese medicine spread in the air. The doctor who picked up the medicine skillfully opened every drawer, weighed out the right amount of medicinal materials, and sorted them into each package. There was no pot for decocting medicine, so Jing Chuyang went to buy another pot for decocting medicine, and then went home with peace of mind.

Sitting in the car, Jiang Cen fell asleep at some point beside him. Jing Chuyang drove steadily, turning his head to look at him from time to time. When he reached a red light, he stopped the car and lightly touched Jiang Cen's face with his fingertips. Flicked over.

So easy to get sick, how can he rest assured that he will let him enter the mixed entertainment industry?Jing Chuyang looked down, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Jiang Cen trembling in his sleep, so he took off his coat and put it on him, stepped on the accelerator, and continued to drive forward.

Arriving in the community, Jing Chuyang turned off the engine and stopped the car, opened the door and got out of the car, a gust of cold wind poured into the car, Jiang Cen woke up instantly, looked down at the clothes on his body, and saw Jing Chuyang standing outside the car wearing only a shirt, He stepped out of the car and reached out to take off his coat and return it to the person in front of him.

"Put it on first, I'm not cold." Jing Chuyang sent him home, took out the frying pan, opened a pack of traditional Chinese medicine and poured it into the pan, mixed it with water, put it on the gas stove and started frying. The smell of traditional Chinese medicine is quite refreshing after smelling too much.

Jiang Cen was sitting on the sofa, his cold nose was a little sluggish, and it took him a long time to smell the smell of traditional Chinese medicine. He had a bitter face and didn't look at the kitchen. When he thought of the black and bitter medicine juice, he wanted to run away immediately, saying Maybe if you sleep with your head down, you will be cured of your illness.

The Chinese medicine was bubbling juice in the pot. Jing Chuyang took a rag and poured the medicine juice into the bowl. The hot Chinese medicine smelled bitter. He carefully carried the bowl to the living room and put it on the tea table.

"Can't I stop drinking it?" Jiang Cen stared at the black and bubbling Chinese medicine. Before he drank it, he felt bitter in his throat, nauseated and nauseated. He picked up the bowl with a frown, took a deep breath, and let it go!

Jiang Cen raised his head, closed his eyes and swallowed the concoction. He suddenly dropped the bowl, ran to the bathroom, retched in front of the toilet for a long time, and then felt better. Jing Chuyang followed and helped him with his back.

"Is it better?" Looking at him like this, Jing Chuyang felt very distressed, but unfortunately he could not eat sugar or drink water after drinking the traditional Chinese medicine, otherwise it would dilute the medicinal properties. He helped him to sit on the sofa and let him rest for a while.

Jing Chuyang returned home, thought about it, and decided to cook some light dishes for Jiang Cen tonight. He took out fresh ingredients from the refrigerator, washed his hands and started cooking dinner.

After Jiang Cen next door became smaller, he put on small clothes and lay down on the sofa. Marshmallow ran over from the balcony to play with him. He rubbed its fur, lay it on its body, and let his eyes go blank.

An hour later, Jing Chuyang came over to ask Jiang Cen to have dinner. The two sat at the dining table, with the marshmallow leaning against him. Stretched out the paw.

Jing Chuyang drove the marshmallow down and let it eat cat food aside. The phone in his pocket vibrated. He glanced at the call notification and swiped to answer it. "Mom, what's wrong?"

Two months ago, Jing Chuyang's family came back from abroad and returned to the place where they lived in City A. Jing Chuyang moved out by himself for the convenience of going to work, and finally bought this house to live in.

"Chu Yang, how are you?" Jing Chuyang's mother was on the other end of the phone. Her voice was soft and gentle. The Jing family never had any strict rules. Jing's mother also chatted and greeted her son as if she were a friend.

"Very good." Jing Chuyang poured the cat food, went back to the dining table and sat down.

"Is there anyone you like?" Jing's mother asked straightforwardly. Three years ago when she was abroad, her son confessed his sexual orientation to them. Being alone, she couldn't help wondering whether her son's coming out was serious?

Jing Chuyang was choked, got up and left the dining table, walked to the window of the living room, leaned on the window sill and looked at the scenery outside, with a little imperceptible tenderness in his eyes, "Yes."

"Have you?" Jing's mother was very happy, and her tone suddenly became higher.

"Yeah." Afraid that his mother didn't hear clearly, Jing Chuyang answered again. He turned his head and looked at Jiang Cen who was eating, with a smile on his lips.

It didn't happen suddenly, but it never changed. From the beginning to the end, it was him.

"Then bring it back and have a look when you have time." Mother Jing was very curious, who was the person who could make her son's voice reveal an unconcealable tenderness.

"Let's talk about it, not yet, don't worry." Jing Chuyang switched the phone to another ear, with a smile in his eyes: "I am patient to wait for him."

Mother Jing is a smart person, so she naturally understood what her son meant, "If that's the case, then when you catch him, bring it home and show it to your parents."

"Okay, I will." Jing Chuyang hung up the phone, went back to the table and continued to eat, felt that the person in front of him was looking at him, he raised his head, met Jiang Cen's clear eyes, and smiled: "What do you want me to do?"

"It's nothing." Just now Jiang Cen vaguely heard the words "person he likes", and he couldn't help being a little curious, who is the person who can make Jing Chuyang fall in love.

"Chu Yang, teach me how to cook tomorrow. If it's not good, I will always trouble you." Jing Chuyang is busy with work, but in order to cook for him, he insists on rushing back at noon every day. Although the two are friends, Jiang Cen still feels sorry. If you learn it yourself, you can also save others trouble.

"Okay." Jing Chuyang wished that he would always rely on him like this forever. He didn't know how to cook, so he could just support him, but since his little Cen had already made a request, how could he refuse.

However, Jing Chuyang's worries were obviously unnecessary.

Jiang Cen overestimated himself, and after returning to normal the next day, he came to Jing Chuyang's house and learned how to cook with him, but——

Snapped!A crisp sound rang out in the kitchen. He looked down innocently at the egg he didn't know how many eggs he had broken, and the messy ingredients on the table. He wanted to cut the vegetables, but almost cut his hands I had no choice but to let Jing Chuyang come, and tried to turn on the gas, and threw a plate of vegetables in without thinking, and the oil was not hot.

Jing Chuyang who was standing aside and chopping vegetables: "..."

In the end, after Jiang Cen almost blew up Jing Chuyang's kitchen, Jing Chuyang held his forehead, invited him to the living room, and silently cleaned up the messy kitchen.Let him cook in the future, this daughter-in-law is a bit stupid, but fortunately he knows how to use two hands, otherwise wouldn't he be hungry together in the future?

Two people squatting together in the kitchen, you look at me and I look at you, neither of you can cook, this kind of picture is very miserable when you think about it.

For his people, he is responsible for feeding them.