old time

A month and a half passed quickly when the two of them lived together, and soon it was time to remove the plaster cast.

On Saturday, Wei Song accompanied Xiao Yang to the hospital, and the doctor said that as long as he can rest for another month without bearing any weight or being hit hard, he will be fine, and his normal activities will be fine.

"You massage yourself every day to activate the blood." The doctor said.

Wei Song silently wrote it down in his heart.

On the way home, Xiao Yang's thoughts became very chaotic.

He thought of the embarrassment of getting up from Wei Song's arms on weekend mornings, he thought of Wei Song's affectionate eyes when eating every day, he thought of being hugged into a warm embrace when he was sleepy, and the people behind him would protect him carefully His arm, he thought of Wei Song's fear of looking directly at him when he was in the shower, and he thought of the gentle touch of Wei Song's fingers blowing his hair.

He didn't even realize that there were so many memories between him and Wei Song, his expressions became more and more colorful, and his words became more and more.

He turned his head to look at the man who was driving seriously, but didn't say anything.

"I bought it for you." After dinner, Wei Song handed over a box of chocolate-flavored ice cream.

Wei Song looked at Xiao Yang, his eyes lit up for a moment, and then he accepted it with a calm face. He was secretly happy. When he went to the supermarket a few times before, he noticed that Xiao Yang was always aiming at the freezer intentionally or unintentionally. I don't understand why Xiao Yang didn't buy it, I guess he might be ashamed of a big man who likes to eat ice cream.It happened that the plaster was removed and the recovery was very good. Both of them were happy, so they secretly bought a box as a surprise for Xiao Yang.

So Xiao Yang weakly held the ice cream bowl with his right hand, and dug with his left hand clumsily and quickly, eating very hard.

"Give me a bite." Wei Song leaned towards Xiao Yang pitifully.He himself doesn't like sweets, but he wants to tease Xiao Yang.

"Eat shit, go ahead." Xiao Yang didn't even raise his eyes.It is said that Xiao Yang and Wei Song are so angry that they can say anything after living for so long.

"I think the one in your hand is quite similar." Wei Song continued to be shameless.

"Get out." Xiao Yang gave Wei Song a vicious look, but he didn't put the ice cream in the spoon into his mouth.

"I especially love to see you angry." Wei Song narrowed his eyes and stared at the angry Xiao Yang.

"..." So you fucking disgusted me on purpose.

"When you stared at me, I was thinking, you treat me differently from others, you never stare at others." Wei Song continued, with a more serious expression on his face.Holding his hand on Xiao Yang's wrist, he looked straight into Xiao Yang's eyes, as if he would disappear out of thin air if he didn't look like this.

"Xiao Yang, don't you still understand my heart?" Wei Song asked cautiously, not daring to say that we should be together so arrogantly, his love can only be so cautious, as long as that person can see him satisfy.

But he was afraid that Xiao Yang would drive him away as soon as his hand was good, he was afraid, he wanted to stay by Xiao Yang's side all the time, just take care of him like this.

Xiao Yang was taken aback by his sudden confession, and didn't dare to look directly into his fiery eyes.He stared down at his ice cream, feeling a little touched in his heart, how could he see that he wanted to eat ice cream, how could he know himself so well.

Xiao Yang felt Wei Song's hand leave his wrist, looked up and saw Wei Song's injured expression, and felt uncomfortable.

He paused, then raised his hand, "Isn't it just ice cream, I'll give you a bite."

Xiao Yang didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't want to respond or refuse.

Really, I'm a bitch.Xiao Yang cursed in his heart.

Wei Song froze for a moment, then laughed, when did he return to the ice cream issue.He didn't continue to struggle, grabbed Xiao Yang's hand, and ate the ice cream that Xiao Yang didn't eat just now with Xiao Yang's spoon.

"Delicious, I'll get you another spoon." Wei Song took out the spoon in Xiao Yang's hand, turned around and left, leaving Xiao Yang with red ears on the sofa.

While sleeping, Wei Song heard Xiao Yang's rustling panting, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Your hand hurts?"

"No." Xiao Yang turned his back to Wei Song.The voice trembled uncontrollably.

Wei Song hurriedly pulled Xiao Yang away, turned on the desk lamp, and watched Xiao Yang's faces squeezed together because of discomfort.

"Stomach hurts." Xiao Yang was so painful that he could hardly speak.

"I'll take you to the hospital." Wei Song was so distressed that he never showed such a painful expression when he was putting on the plaster.

"No, no need, there is stomach medicine in the medicine box, just drink hot water." Xiao Yang's voice was already very weak.

Wei Song turned over in a hurry and got out of bed to find medicine and pour water, and Xiao Yang got better after eating.

"You are not allowed to eat cold food in the future." Wei Song was really distressed and angry again.

Xiao Yang was a little innocent, and whispered, "Didn't you buy that?"

"You can eat what I bought, and I didn't know that your stomach would hurt if you ate it cold. If I bought you rat poison, would you take it or not?" Wei Song's usual gentleness was forgotten, and his angry voice Eight degrees higher.

Xiao Yang didn't refute at all, and lowered his head to drink water.He was really wronged. When he was a child, he was scolded by his grandfather when he ate popsicles and had a stomachache. After so many years of not eating them, he thought it was all right. Then his stomach hurts again, and he was scolded again.

Seeing Xiao Yang's aggrieved look, Wei Song's heart softened again, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get angry with you, but can you tell me all the things you can't eat, what else is there besides ice and seafood?"

"There's also mutton and leeks, you can't eat them, you're allergic." Xiao Yang looks like a really good baby now.

"It's okay, I don't like to eat what you can't eat, and we won't do it in the future." Wei Song comforted.

"Well, I'm fine, let's go to bed." Xiao Yang felt a little embarrassed when he heard Wei Song's tone of coaxing the child, and thought of his confession.

In the dark, Xiao Yang felt a hand wrapping around his body and reaching in from the hem of his clothes, which startled him.

"I warmed my hands to warm your stomach." Wei Song whispered in Xiao Yang's ear, the heat hit his auricles.

Xiao Yang's face became hot, and he didn't say anything.Then there was a heat in the stomach.

"If you don't want me to live here, I'll move out in two days, and you're almost in good hands now." Wei Song thought for a long time before opening his mouth. There is still a certain difference between being kicked out and leaving on his own initiative. He also hoped that Xiao Yang could ask him to stay.

But what responded to him was silence like the night.

After a long time, Xiao Yang finally said, "I don't know how to cook."

Wei Song became nervous for a moment, he didn't want to just ignore Xiao Yang like this, and quickly said, "I didn't say I wouldn't cook for you, I'll send it to you when I'm done..."

Then he suddenly understood something, Xiao Yang was trying to keep him.

When he wanted me to stay, he only said to let me have the self-consciousness of the perpetrator. He didn’t want to refuse me so he gave me ice cream. Now he wants me to stay and just said to let me cook for him. He never not expressed directly.

But he understands everything.

Wei Song lowered his head and gently kissed the back of Xiao Yang's neck, "Good night."

Then hug him tighter.

"Good night."

After a long time, that inaudible voice still entered Wei Song's ears.He didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

They all slept very well that night.