Raise birds when the forest grows

Xiayelu, morning glow and moonlight, the original illusory and beautiful scenery are dyed with a color called happiness, and become more gorgeous and within reach.

Just when Lin Wurong thought he could live his life in peace, Feng Jian received a call.

"Moving! Why so suddenly? What did the landlord say?" Lin Wurong let go of the mouse in his hand and turned to look at Feng Jian, really surprised.

"Yes. I originally signed a one-year lease. I didn't expect that something happened to the landlord's house recently. He wanted to sell the house to raise money. He asked me if I could move in early. He also said that someone would come to see the house the day after tomorrow. I hope I don't mind."

Lin Wurong felt helpless after hearing this.

He actually forgot that Feng Jian was a tenant, and even if there were no immediate emergencies, it would be impossible for him to live here forever.

"Did you tell me when to move?"

"The sooner the better. If I can move this month, the rent for this month will not be charged, and I am willing to compensate for some losses."

Hearing these preferential conditions, Lin Wurong felt that the landlord was determined to sell the house.

"Then, why don't you move to live with me?" He suggested without thinking.

Feng Jian was silent for a moment, and said in a discussing tone: "Ah Rong, don't be angry when I say something. In fact, I don't like this neighborhood very much. The parking space is not fixed and you have to fight for it. There are often dog poop on the road. I have been doing repairs here and there for years. Since I am destined to move, I want to find a more spacious residence than here, with a fixed parking space, and the environment of the community should be clean and tidy."

Hearing what he said, Lin Wurong vaguely remembered that Feng Jian had mentioned the shortcomings of the community several times.

But at the time he didn't care about it.

Feng Jian seems easy-going, but he is actually very assertive.

Now that I said that, I must have made a decision to move elsewhere.

It's just that in this way, the two of them will definitely not be able to face each other day and night.

Lin Wurong's heart sank when he thought of the sudden increase in the distance between the two, and the fact that they no longer had the convenience of meeting each other by walking down one floor.

"I understand. But, can you move to a place a little closer? It's more convenient to see you."

Lin Wurong lowered his head halfway and said wearily.

Unexpectedly, Feng Jian was surprised when he heard this.

"A Rong, what are you talking about? You don't think I'm the only one who moved away?"

"Ok?"

Lin Wurong raised his head and found that Feng Jian didn't look like he was joking.

"Fool, the reason why we are looking for a spacious place is to let us live together!" Feng Jian smiled gently, stroking his temples with his palm, "How can I rest assured that you live alone? Besides, are you willing to live with me? separate?"

Lin Wurong was shocked by his tender eyes, and a numbness rushed straight from the tailbone to his mind. There was a shy smile on his face unconsciously, but he said insincerely, "There is nothing to worry about, I'm not child."

Feng Jian hated this kind of expression the most, it could always turn his heart into a cotton candy, soft and sweet.

He picked him up from the stool and kissed him hard.

When he reluctantly parted, Lin Wurong's ears turned red.

Feng Jian pressed the tip of his nose against his, sighed and said, "Have you forgotten? You once said that you were stupid, and I will take care of you from now on. I made a promise, and I will definitely do it. And it's true according to age. Forget it, you are still a child."

Lin Wurong didn't expect him to mention this, so he laughed out loud, instantly destroying the sweet atmosphere.

Feng Jian waited patiently for him to finish laughing, and then said, "I'll take it as your agreement if you laugh so happily. I'll look for housing listings on the Internet for the past two days, and we'll go to check them out on the weekend together. Find someone close to your unit, whether it's It’s more convenient for me to drop you off or take the bus.”

"I listen to you."

41 tiny seeds

The house that Feng Jian was interested in was in an upper-middle-class community, not far from Lin Wurong's unit.

After entering the gate of the community, Lin Wurong's first impression was good.

There are security guards on duty 24 hours at the gate, and there is an underground garage.

The community is full of flowers and plants, and the overall environment looks very elegant.

When he saw the house, Lin Wurong fell in love with it completely.

All bedrooms in this three-bedroom, two-living room face south.

The decoration in the room is simple and comfortable, and the furniture and electrical appliances are also complete, so you can move in with your bags.

"Like it?"

From his excited expression, Feng Jian had already guessed what Lin Wurong was thinking, but he still asked a question to show respect.

"I like it. But the rent is definitely not cheap. How much did the agent say?"

"As long as you like it, you don't have to worry about money."

"How can I do that! We agreed to live together, of course we have to share the rent." Lin Wurong was a little dissatisfied, "Well, I will rent out the house I live in now and subsidize the rent."

Feng Jian looked at the agent at the side, pulled him into the kitchen, closed the door and put his arms around his waist, saying, "Ah Rong, don't argue with me, I'm willing to do anything for you. Wait, listen to me first." I know you also have a man's self-esteem to maintain, but it's really not a question of who raises whom, but whether you treat me as the closest person. If you feel that there is no barrier between us, you won't You care too much about economic equality. After all, if two people live together, it’s impossible to separate them so clearly. So you can give me the rent, okay?”

Lin Wurong sighed secretly.

The person in front of him really knows himself very well, and even his little thoughts are clearly guessed by the other party.

Although he likes men, he is still a traditional person at heart.

Agreeing to live with Feng Jian is the craziest idea he can accept at the moment.

Although he keeps asking Feng Jian to take care of himself, subconsciously, he still pursues a relatively fair way of getting along.

Feng Jian's words seemed a little sad.

He didn't know if it came from Feng Jian's heart, or was it a rhetoric to persuade himself to accept it?

However, he dared not take the risk.

If it really made Feng Jian feel bad because of this incident, he would really regret it to death.

"Well, I don't care about the rent. But I will pay for the living expenses in the future. There is no dispute about this."

Seeing that he was still vaguely insisting, Feng Jian chuckled twice, an agreement was reached.

After returning to the intermediary company to sign the agreement and take away the keys, Lin Wurong and Feng Jian went to the mall again and bought a lot of daily necessities, including six sets of bed sheets and quilt covers.

Fortunately, Feng Jian drove the car, otherwise he would really be exhausted.

Lin Wurong thought that he didn't need to buy so much at all, but Feng Jian said that he would decorate the smallest room as a guest room, so that if friends came to visit, they could stay overnight after playing late.

Lin Wurong couldn't say no to him, so he dragged him to IKEA again, where he bought a brand new double bed and mattress.

After returning to his home, Lin Wurong was so tired that he slumped on the sofa and didn't want to move.

Because Lin Wurong had to go to work, the task of cleaning the house naturally fell on Feng Jian.

But every day after get off work, he would visit the new house.

Seeing the new changes every day, Lin Wurong always smiled from ear to ear.

The pattern of the curtains was chosen by him, the dishwasher was strongly requested by Feng Jian, the color of the new dinner plate was his favorite, and the wall clock on the wall was specially customized by Feng Jian...

The following weekend, they moved into a new home that belonged to the two of them.

This morning, Feng Jian sent Lin Wurong to work, calculated the time, and turned around to find Yongyan.

After entering the door, he didn't hear any other movement, so he asked, "Where is he?"

Yong Yan shrugged his shoulders and said, "I just went out not long ago."

Feng Jian frowned, snorted softly and said, "I saw that he couldn't get out of bed the day before yesterday, is that all right?"

Yong Yan pursed his lips and snickered, and poured him a cup of tea, "I heard that you were coming, and you slipped faster than a mouse."

Feng Jian sighed and pinched the corners of his eyes.

I would visit Yuan Ya every other day or two, but every time I "coincidentally" ran into him sleeping.

He thought that his injury was almost healed in the past few days, and he couldn't pretend to be sick anymore, but unexpectedly he just ran out of the door.

It seems that there is no better way than to wait for him to recover from this energy.

Feng Jian asked Yong Yan for a pen and paper, wrote down the address and handed it to him, "I've moved, this is the new address."

"Oh, okay, I'll go play later."

Feng Jian thought for a while and said, "Ah Rong lives with me."

Hearing this, Yong Yan raised his head and stared at him for a long time, then he rarely showed a serious expression and asked: "Feng Jian, there is something I didn't intend to ask in my heart, but now I think it's better to ask clearly."

Feng Jian vaguely guessed his question, picked up the water glass and drank it down, and then said equally seriously: "You ask."

"I don't understand, what do you think about Lin Wurong? I have loved Yao Junwei since I was a child, and I can't wait to hide him in my arms. I thought that people who really love each other will have a strong desire to possess like them. But why do I There is an illusion that you are creating opportunities for Yuan Ya so that he can get close to Lin Wurong. Are you really willing to push the one you love into the arms of others?"

After Yong Yan finished speaking, the room was silent, as if there was no life.

After a long time, Feng Jian chuckled, but Yong Yan felt his nose sore when he saw it.

How could there be such a bitter smile?

Yong Yan felt as if he had been soaked in the thickest Coptis chinensis for three days and three nights, and he was so miserable that he couldn't even speak.

"You asked me why I pushed A Rong into Yuan Ya's arms. In fact, you asked the wrong question. I couldn't stop it at all, so I felt that the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. From the moment I chose A Rong to be Yuan Ya's owner, I planted a seed in A Rong’s heart. I poured water and cultivated the soil with my own hands, but I still secretly hoped that the seed would not germinate. Unfortunately, my wish was not stronger than the power of fate, and it still broke through the ground. .

"Although the current seedling looks very fragile, its roots are very deep. If you try to uproot it, A Rong will be seriously injured, will bleed a lot, and may never heal in his life. Since this is the case, I can only accept it calmly. I just create an opportunity so that everyone can see their true heart. What kind of result will depend on A Rong's decision. If he can resist the power of fate, not just escape, At that time, I will definitely hide him so that Yuan Ya can never find him."

42 The split heart

Yong Yan poured himself two glasses of ice water to drink in a row, and only then suppressed the horror and irritability in his heart.

He didn't expect that Feng Jian would choose this tightrope walk to force everyone to face their hearts.

We must know that once Lin Wurong's heart is more inclined to Yuan Ya, he will face the end of losing everything.

"Are you really sure? Lin Wurong really likes Yuan Ya?"

Yong Yan felt incredible.

If this is the case, why has Lin Wurong never seen Yuan Ya for so long?

"Remember you told me that Ah Rong sensed that some of us were injured?"

"Remember! Didn't you say that it was because Yuan Ya was driven to a dead end by you at that time, thinking that she was bound to die, that Lin Wurong felt it?"

"That's right. This kind of induction comes from the heart, and it can only happen between acquaintances. The deeper the relationship, the stronger the induction. When A Rong was caught in the fire, Yuan Ya and I felt his anxiety and fear at the same time. I promptly Arrived, but Yuan Ya broke his shell early for him, causing him to be unconscious and almost unable to save him. Yuan Ya is the only Bi Fang who has been reborn, and he has no experience to follow. But I speculate that the fate between A Rong and him It should be deeper than the relationship between its owner and Bi Fang.

"This time, when I told Ah Rong that Yuan Ya was injured on the phone, he immediately became incoherent. I thought he was worried about Yuan Ya. But when he found out that I was also injured, he was so excited that he felt relieved I tried to bring him to visit Yuan Ya, but he refused, with a very tough attitude. And I have never heard him mention Yuan Ya’s name in the past month. A Rong is very kind and treats everyone around him well. Very well, this is not what he would do at all. Combining all kinds of contradictions, I think there is only one more reasonable explanation. He knows that he likes Yuan Ya, but refuses to accept this fact. So he is running away, hoping to rely on The distance in space to erase this feeling."

"Why reject this relationship?" Yong Yan didn't understand, "Since you are already mentally prepared and willing to share the same lover with Yuan Ya, you just need to tell Lin Wurong, and the three of you can be together freely La."

Hearing what he said, Feng Jian understood that he still didn't know enough about Lin Wurong.

"Ah Rong is an ordinary person, and he upholds a more traditional view of love. Currently, he can only accept that he is in love with one person. If he really wants to accept Yuan Ya at the same time, he must first pass his own test."

Listening to Feng Jian's long speech, Yong Yan roughly understood his good intentions.

Indeed, as he said, this matter really depends on Lin Wurong's thoughts.

Who can guarantee that Lin Wurong will forget Yuan Ya?

Even if he is willing to take the initiative to forget each other, shake off the original rich feelings, hang them in the shade of the wall and blow them, wait until the moisture is gone and become dry and fragile, then rub them hard, and they will turn into invisible dust and scatter in the cold wind. How much energy and mind will it take?

So who should bear the damage?

Yong Yan turned his mind twice, a little hesitation appeared on his face.

He bit his lip and considered again and again, but he still couldn't help but say: "Don't be angry after hearing some words. I think Lin Wurong's refusal is because he loves you too much and is afraid of hurting you. In fact, if you Don't try too hard, let Lin Wurong love you so deeply, will it be easier for him to accept Yuan Ya?"

Feng Jian let out a long sigh, rubbed his face up and down with his hands, and said helplessly: "I understand what you mean, but I was also forced. Master gave me a warning before he died, and he calculated that Yuan Ya and I would love each other. The same person. If that person is the owner who helped Yuan Ya hatch, then I must work hard to make the other party unable to leave me. Because the predestined fate between the owner and Bi Fang is stronger than any relationship in the world. Remember my first When I saw A Rong, I had a premonition that I would fall in love with him with all my heart. Even now, I can be sure that A Rong loves me as much as I love him, but I still feel a little bit afraid. If I had a little If there is slack, Ah Rong's affection for me will be shallower, and he will not rely on me enough, he may completely go to Yuan Ya, leaving only a shadow of my back."

Yong Yan moved his lips, obviously wanting to say something, but he didn't make a sound.

After 1 minute, he opened his mouth again, but still didn't speak.

After repeating this three or four times, he finally said discouragedly: "Feng Jian, I really admire you. Love is the most difficult thing to sort out, let alone you are three. As a bystander, my brain is now It's already a mess, but you think so clearly and make so many arrangements. I think God will not disappoint your intentions, and the three of you will have a happy ending."

"Thank you." Feng Jian was a little emotional.

He had endured this matter alone for a long time, and now that he was able to vomit quickly, it could be said that he had relieved part of the pressure, which made him suddenly feel much more relaxed, and his belief was also strengthened.

"In the final analysis, A Rong was dragged into this mess by me, and I must be responsible to him to the end. Not to mention that he is the person I cherish most now. No amount of thought is too much."

"I understand." Yong Yan habitually put his shoulders on his shoulders, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will pretend to be casual and leak the address to Yuan Ya. I hope he can't help but visit Lin Wurong."

"He will definitely go." Feng Jian said firmly.

About a month after moving into the new home, the "rumors" that had been circulating in Lin Wurong's work unit finally became reality.

Because the previous fire killed another person, the original head of the unit was transferred away.

A new leader who is said to be from Zhong X Group quickly took office.

This person obviously had no intention of fighting alone. Within a week after entering the unit, three right-hand assistants were also transferred into the unit, and the assigned positions were all deputy positions in key departments.

Lin Wurong's department also parachuted a "deputy director".

When Lin Wurong saw the new deputy director who had just turned 40 years old, his mind buzzed and he froze on the spot.

A long time ago, when he didn't know Feng Jian at all, he tried to go to GAYBAR to find a boyfriend.

But he was quickly scared away by the promiscuous atmosphere there.

He still clearly remembers that he had contact with two men at that time.

The new leader, Ji Shuping, is one of them.

43 awkward

In Lin Wurong's memory, it was Ji Shuping who took the initiative to strike up a conversation and left a good impression on him.

Ji Shuping's appearance is above average, his temperament is stable, and he has the air of a scholar.

Ji Shuping's behavior is much more polite than another swinger who starts to touch his hands after less than 10 minutes of speaking.

At least he only implicitly proposed sexual needs during the second meeting, and when Lin Wurong explicitly refused, Ji Shuping also gave up, and the two of them just let it go.

It's just that Lin Wurong vaguely remembered that what Ji Shuping told him at that time was not the name, it seemed that there were only two words.

Now that I think about it, this is also normal.

I blamed myself for being a newcomer to society, and my thinking was too simple.

Except for him, probably no one who goes into and out of that kind of place will tell others his real name in the first conversation.

Seeing such an acquaintance hold a meeting for the whole department, Lin Wurong was so embarrassed that he broke out in sweat.

The two eyes were fixed on the notepad in front of him, not daring to raise his head at all.

It was not until the self-introduction of each employee that Lin Wurong had to bite the bullet and look at the leadership seat.

To his surprise, Ji Shuping's expression was very calm, the way he looked at himself was no different from that of other colleagues.

Did you not recognize yourself?

Lin Wurong didn't think about it.

He courageously observed carefully, and found that Ji Shuping really didn't have any embarrassment or any special concern about him.

Yes, I must not remember myself.

Calculated that this happened five years ago, the face-to-face communication between the two was less than an hour.

The other party is not an otaku at first glance, and he will definitely meet a lot of people. I am afraid that he has thrown himself out of the sky long ago, right?

The more Lin Wurong thought about it, the more he felt that this was the truth, so he temporarily settled down and slowly adapted to the work style of the new leader and the new changes in the unit.

Lin Wurong was walking towards the gate of the supermarket with a plastic bag in his hand, and at the same time he was on the phone with Feng Jian who was about to work overtime.

"Sorry, it was too noisy inside and I didn't hear you. What time can you go home today?"

"It may be midnight, go to bed early and don't wait for me."

"Okay, don't forget to eat on time."

"Well, you too. What did you buy?"

"Some food, and laundry detergent. There was an event today, buy one get one free, so I took two bottles."

"It's too heavy, next time I'll buy it online."

"Well, let's talk about it next time."

After hanging up the daily phone call, Lin Wurong put the plastic bag on the ground, rubbed his red palm, and bent down to change hands.

For a moment, he raised his head in a strange way, and saw a half-familiar figure hiding behind a utility pole not far ahead.

The figure obviously sensed that he had been spotted, and turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Lin Wurong's first reaction was to catch up.

"Yuan Ya, don't... ah!"

Lin Wurong let out a scream, which scared everyone halfway across the road.

Immediately afterwards, a woman also yelled: "Huahua, Huahua, let go, let go..."

Lin Wurong's yelling just now startled a puppy walking by the side of the road.

The puppy rushed over and bit Lin Wurong's calf in an instant.

Lin Wurong felt a sharp pain in his leg, and before he could react, the puppy was pulled away by the owner.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Sir..."

"Ah! Bleeding..."

"Why don't dogs look good..."

"Having rabies is miserable..."

"Must be vaccinated..."

The dog owner hurriedly apologized, and passers-by pointed and gathered around to watch the excitement.

Lin Wurong couldn't listen to anything, but looked forward desperately.

No!nothing!

Delayed by this accident, I couldn't even see my back.

Lin Wurong felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart, and he also felt that the injury on his leg was getting more and more painful.

"Sir, sir, let me take you to the hospital!"

Lin Wurong finally had time to look at his calves.

There was a small puddle of blood on the thin outer pants, obviously bitten badly.

Looking at the owner of the dog again, it was a young girl with a frightened look on her face, and her tears were so pitiful.

Lin Wurong was moved with compassion, and just as he was about to say no, he felt someone supporting him.

He turned his head and saw the person he thought had disappeared long ago.

Inadvertently, he exerted all his breastfeeding strength and tightly clasped Yuan Ya's wrist.

Yuan Ya's eyes flickered, she frowned and said softly, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"no need."

Lin Wurong subconsciously refused.

Before Yuan Ya could speak, an enthusiastic passer-by interrupted and said, "Young man, don't bother, go to the hospital to get vaccinated, otherwise you will die if you contract rabies."

As soon as the passer-by finished speaking, Lin Wurong saw Yuan Ya's face turn pale in an instant, and he strengthened his hand to hold him.

He threatened in a vicious voice, "Follow me to the hospital! Otherwise, I'll carry you!"

Lin Wurong knew that he would not be able to hold back this person today, so he had to agree.

Before leaving, he rejected the dog owner's proposal of companionship and compensation, but suggested that the other party should hold the leash next time the dog is walking.

The two took a taxi to the hospital. After the examination, the doctor in the emergency room asked them which vaccine to choose.

Yuan Ya blurted out that she wanted the most expensive and best one.

When the doctor was treating the wound, he told Lin Wurong to pay attention to diet and rest, and told him to finish all the injections on time.

Yuan Ya listened for a while, then quickly ran out of the room.

When I came back again, I had an extra piece of paper and a pen in my hand.

"Sorry, can you tell me again, I'm afraid I won't remember."

The doctor was amused by Yuan Ya's serious expression, and he really repeated it carefully as he asked, and even helped him calculate the dates of the last four injections.

Yuan Ya memorized each word, and the doctor glanced at Lin Wurong while speaking, his eyes were full of smiles, which made Lin Wurong's face feverish.

However, he unexpectedly discovered that Yuan Ya's handwriting was very beautiful, and he should have practiced calligraphy.

After the first injection, Yuan Ya helped Lin Wurong to the seat in the corridor, and sat down next to him.

"Aren't you going back?"

Lin Wurong felt strange.

"When Feng Jian came to pick you up, I called him while you were getting an injection inside."

"Didn't you say that he was working overtime and wouldn't let you hit him?"

Lin Wurong was a little displeased. He had said it once before, but why he forgot it so quickly.

Yuan Ya glanced at him and said indifferently, "I'm going to hand the note to him personally."

Lin Wurong opened his mouth, but said nothing.

The stool in the hospital was not big, and when the two sat side by side, their shoulders leaned together.

Through the thin clothes, Lin Wurong felt the heat emanating from Yuan Ya's body.

It seemed warm and reassuring.

"Is your injury healed?"

Lin Wurong lowered his head halfway and asked softly.

"Okay." Yuan Ya pursed her lips, "I thought you didn't care about me."

"Ah."

Hearing this interjection, Yuan Ya immediately stared, looked at Lin Wurong and asked, "What do you mean?"

Lin Wurong didn't understand why he hummed so easily. He probably wanted to say something, but seeing his angry expression, he forgot what to say.

Yuan Ya was aroused by his silence, thinking that he had admitted that sentence.

So he stood up abruptly, wanting to turn his head and leave.

But when he saw a little uneasiness flashing in Lin Wurong's eyes, his unknown anger gradually extinguished.

He pursed his lips tightly, found another seat and sat down, only two steps away from Lin Wurong, but deliberately did not look at him.

Until Feng Jian appeared, Lin Wurong never met Yuan Ya's eyes again.

44 Faint Traces

Taking the person and the note from Yuan Ya, Feng Jian said, "Let's go, I'll take you back to Yong Yan's place."

"No. I'll go back by myself." Yuan Ya flatly refused, and finally couldn't hold back before turning around, her eyes quickly swept across Lin Wurong's face, she lowered her head and left silently.

Seeing him disappear into the night, Feng Jian got into the car.

When he was about to start the ignition, Feng Jian noticed that Lin Wurong was in a daze, so he reminded him, "Ah Rong, it's time to drive, put on your seat belt."

Lin Wurong didn't seem to have heard his words, his eyes were staring blankly ahead, seemingly out of focus.

Feng Jian simply turned sideways and helped him pull out the strap and fasten it.

Only then did Lin Wurong come back to his senses, and said thank you softly.

After driving for a while, Lin Wurong seemed to come back to his soul, and said to Feng Jian, "I'm sorry to disturb you to work overtime."

Feng Jian smiled, stretched out his hand and quickly shook the back of his hand, "Why are you so polite to me!"

"Will you go back to the company later?"

"I have to go back. I'm sorry I can't accompany you. Take care of your wounds. Don't take a bath when you go home. Just wipe yourself. Keep the changed clothes. I'll wash them tomorrow."

"Ah, by the way, I forgot to take the laundry detergent." Lin Wurong suddenly remembered that all the things he bought were left on the side of the road.

"Forget it, and buy it later."

"Well. After so long, it's probably gone."

Lin Wurong lowered his head, looked at his clenched hands, hesitated for a while before tentatively speaking, "Aren't you going to ask me what's going on?"

"Just now Yuan Ya said on the phone that he happened to see you bitten by a dog on the road and sent you to the hospital." Feng Jian's expression was very calm, as if he had completely accepted Yuan Ya's words.

Hearing this, Lin Wurong's eyes flickered a few times.

He turned his head and looked at Feng Jian's handsome and peaceful profile.

His gaze slid from his forehead to the tip of his nose, to the corners of his lips, and to his Adam's apple. He was familiar with every detail, so familiar that it was deeply rooted in his mind, which made him feel at ease and calm, and felt that it would be impossible to let go for the rest of his life.

Although his eyes kept looking at the road ahead, Feng Jian still felt Lin Wurong's burning gaze, and his smile deepened, "Ah Rong, if you keep looking at it like this, there will be a traffic accident, because I can't help thinking kiss you."

Hearing Feng Jian's joke, Lin Wurong didn't look back, but looked more intently.

"Feng Jian!"

"Ok?"

"I love you!"

"I know, you've said it many times."

"But, I still want to tell you!"

Also tell yourself...

Feng Jian pasted the note written by Yuan Ya on the refrigerator, and dragged Lin Wurong to the hospital when the injection came.

Every time Lin Wurong opened the refrigerator, he would look at the words on it twice, which has almost become a habit.

Until one day, he suddenly found that the note was gone, and his heart was suddenly empty, so he hurriedly asked Feng Jian who was drinking water by his side: "Why is the note on the door gone?"

"threw."

"why?"

Feng Jian put down the cup, looked at him intently and said, "You had the last injection yesterday, and I thought the note was useless, so I threw it away."

Lin Wurong was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile.

"Yes, I forgot. Useless ones should be thrown away."

While talking, he avoided Feng Jian's gaze, opened the refrigerator and took some fruits out to wash.

Feng Jian followed to the pool, hugged him from behind, leaned into his ear and said softly, "What's the matter? Are you addicted to injections?"

Lin Wurong was amused by him, turned his face to the side and smiled, "What nonsense, I'm not a masochist."

The two hugged each other and whispered, neither of them mentioned the note again.

The new leader has been on the job for almost three months.

Lin Wurong and a group of colleagues have basically understood Ji Shuping's style of work.

Serious and responsible, he is a full-fledged workaholic, with strong professional ability and high demands on his subordinates.

Anyone caught making mistakes at work, regardless of their age or position, would be scolded bloody by him.

Leaving work aside, he is easy to get along with, and generally speaking, he is a young and middle-aged leader with great potential.

But there is one thing that makes them feel unacceptable.

Since the arrival of a new leader, the workload of the entire unit has increased significantly.

Originally, a lot of people entered public institutions for the purpose of having a leisurely and stable job, but suddenly there were almost double the jobs, which caused everyone to secretly complain and say bad things.

The heat is getting heavier, and the air conditioner in the laboratory is getting colder and colder.

Lin Wurong stayed in the laboratory for at least four hours a day, and even got a fever and a cold when he went in and out.

At first it was just a stuffy nose, Lin Wurong didn't pay much attention to it.

I didn't take medicine for two days, and my symptoms became more and more serious. I had runny nose, headache and sore throat, which could not be relieved even after taking medicine.

"Have you taken your medicine?" On the phone, Feng Jian's tone sounded a little anxious.

If he knew that Lin Wurong's common cold would become so serious, he would never agree to a business trip.

"Eat, don't worry. I'll go to bed now, and I should be fine tomorrow morning."

Lin Wurong lay on the bed weakly, holding the electronic thermometer that had just been used up in his hand, and did not dare to tell Feng Jian that he still had a fever.

"Then go to sleep and remember to lock the door."

Lin Wurong huddled himself into a ball, wrapped tightly in a nine-hole quilt on a hot night, but still felt chills all over his body.

He didn't sweat all day today, his body seemed to have a charcoal stove, but his hands and feet were cold.

Since the afternoon, my body temperature has soared to more than 39 degrees, and my eyelids are so heavy that I can barely lift them.

I couldn't bear it anymore and had to take sick leave for half a day. After taking the medicine, I lay down for a few hours, which can be regarded as lowering my body temperature.

But looking at the current situation, he felt that the fever had to go up.

Tomorrow is Friday, and the project he is responsible for must submit the evaluation report before get off work.

Don't even think about asking for leave, thank God if you can finish it on time.

The morning alarm clock pierced my temples like a sharp cone, painful and irritating.

Lin Wurong pressed the alarm clock and forced himself out of bed.

There was a feeling of stepping on cotton under his feet, and he sat back on the edge of the bed for a few minutes to get used to it before standing up again.

After grooming, it's almost time.

If you don't go out and take the bus, you will be late.

At this moment, someone rang the doorbell.

The person outside the door seemed to be impatient, pressing it again and again.

Lin Wurong felt his head explode when he heard the bell.

He walked over to open the door angrily, but forgot to look into the cat's eyes to see who was coming.

Therefore, when he met the eyes of the person outside the door, he was so shocked that he couldn't even feel any discomfort in his body at this moment.

"Feng Jian said you were sick and asked me to drive you to work."

45 double care

Yuan Ya walked in while speaking.

Seeing the unhealthy blush on Lin Wurong's face, he frowned very tightly, and stroked Lin Wurong's forehead with his right hand.

"You have a fever!" Yuan Ya said with strong dissatisfaction, "Don't go to work, go and lie down."

While talking, Yuan Ya came to pull his wrist, trying to take him back to the bedroom.

It was only at this moment that Lin Wurong reacted.

He avoided Yuan Ya's extended hand, endured the pain in his throat, and said softly, "Don't bother you, I can go to work by myself."

"What kind of work do you go to? I'm too sick to talk, and I'm not allowed to go anywhere when I'm resting at home."

Seeing that Lin Wurong was not only hiding from her but also disobedient, Yuan Ya couldn't hold back her anger, and unconsciously her voice became louder.

When facing Yuan Ya, Lin Wurong always felt that it was difficult for him to control his emotions. This was the case last time at the entrance of the supermarket, and it is the same today.

Hearing Yuan Ya's domineering and unreasonable words, he who was already sick and upset became furious, and shouted with all his strength: "Where do I get money if I don't work? How can I live without money?"

"you……"

Yuan Ya was dumbfounded by his yelling.

Before coming here, Feng Jian told him on the phone to be patient.

People who are sick should not be angry.

When you get angry, you will turn the original minor illness into a serious illness.

But when he saw Lin Wurong's uncomfortable face, he was so distressed that he put all those words behind him, and only wanted him to stay at home to recuperate.

Seeing that Lin Wurong's expression became more and more painful after yelling, Yuan Ya suppressed her temper, followed Feng Jian's instructions to find the car keys, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I said something wrong, I'll send you to work."

Lin Wurong didn't expect him to change so quickly. After a moment of daze, he looked up at the wall clock and took back the words of refusal.

Yuan Ya drove into the rush hour traffic, but most of her attention was still on Lin Wurong.

Seeing him touching her arm, Yuan Ya hastily turned off the air conditioner that was already turned on very low.

"Is it cold? How about I turn on the air conditioner?"

Lin Wurong couldn't help but laugh. He turned on the air conditioner during the dog days. If he said it, he would be laughed out of his mouth.

The car stopped at the previous intersection, and before Lin Wurong could ask, Yuan Ya opened the car door and ran out.

In less than 5 minutes, he took