Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

Sure enough, Wu Fu's anger was a fight with Yan Qiaotian. Many times Yan Qiaotian expressed that he wanted to talk to him, but he ruthlessly refused to leave the door.

It's been some time since they returned to the mountain, Yan Qiaotian saw that his subordinates had managed everything in an orderly manner, so he planned to retire.

When he lurked into Wu Fu's dry house that day, he was looking up at the roof, with anger still on his face.

Yan Qiaotian stepped forward and put one hand on his shoulder, said with a smile: "Alright, you're still angry, it's been so long, shouldn't the anger go away?"

Wu Fuqian shook his hand away, and said displeasedly: "Hmph, how did you promise me when you were in Dongying, you said you would never lie to me again, now, don't you feel very embarrassed to lie to me again and again?" fun?"

Yan Qiaotian sat down beside him, sighed softly and said, "You think too much, I'm not afraid that if I tell you in advance, I won't be able to test your true feelings, and I won't be able to let Xiaojuan and the others understand your intentions. .”

Wu Fu gave him a blank look, "Then should I thank you?"

"That's not necessary, as long as you settle your suspicions, what's the point of my sacrifice?" Yan Qiaotian pretended not to understand what Wu Fuqian said.

Wu Fuqian glared angrily, "You really have the nerve to say it, hum..." After speaking, he quickly got up and wanted to leave.

Yan Qiaotian immediately tugged at him, shaking his head helplessly, "Okay, I was wrong, even if I was wrong, don't be angry, don't I have something to discuss with you?"

"Yanda is the head of the family, I think it's fine, you can handle your affairs yourself, what right do I have to meddle in?" Wu Fuqian remained unmoved, still turning his cold back to him.

Yan Qiaotian walked in front of him, smiled lightly and said, "Didn't you say before that after returning to the Central Plains, we will retire to the Jianghu, never ask about the affairs of the Jianghu, and live a happy life just the two of us."

"It seems that you said it, but I never said it."

"Okay, okay, I said it, so would you like to wander the world with me?" Yan Qiaotian took his hand and said softly, "It's just you and me."

Wu Fugan's expression eased a little, he looked up at Yan Qiaotian and asked, "What about Xiaojuan and Zhan'er?"

Yan Qiaotian sighed secretly, "It's a bit of a pain for them to follow us, I want to keep them here, and the people of Qingyun Society will not treat them badly."

"Then are you sure they will agree?" Wu Fuqian asked.

Yan Qiaotian shook her head and said, "I don't know, I'm here to tell you first. As for Xiaojuan and Zhan'er, I don't know how to speak yet."

Wu Fuqian sat down slowly, and murmured: "Actually, it's too lonely sometimes if it's only the two of us. If I can bring them by my side, I think life will be much more interesting."

"Aren't you afraid that they will fight against you? Are you afraid of snatching your bed?" Yan Qiaotian asked with a smile.

Wu Fuqian pulled Yan Qiaotian to sit down, "Actually, how can I be really angry with them, don't I know it's just a child's joke?"

"Only Xiaojuan, actually I feel sorry for him, if it weren't for me, she wouldn't have suffered such a big blow in her heart." After Wu Fuqian finished speaking, he looked up at Yan Qiao and said, "Let's take them, no matter what. Said, they are always our children, how can there be any reason why father and father don't want their own children?"

"Okay, since you think it's good, then I'll tell them, we'll go down the mountain in two days." Yan Qiaotian patted the back of the other party's hand and said softly, "It's settled, don't get angry anymore, otherwise I really won't Happy."

"Hmph, what else can I do? You are an overlord, do you still want me to resist you?" Wu Fuqian shrugged helplessly.

……

Xiaojuan and Zhan'er naturally wanted to follow Yan Qiaotian and the others, after all they were his relatives.

Although Zhan'er is small, his thoughts are very careful, "Daddy, do you think we are disturbing your sleeping with your father and that's why you consider keeping us? Or is it that Daddy feels wronged to sleep with Zhan'er?"

Yan Qiaotian couldn't help laughing, and then hugged Zhan'er and sat on her lap, "Of course not, who is sleeping with someone? Why would Daddy feel wronged when sleeping with Zhan'er?"

Xiaojuan stood aside, her eyes were slightly red, "Brother, since the day my father died, you and my adoptive father have become my closest people. Without you, what's the point of Xiaojuan's life?"

"Isn't this still undecided? We just feel that it's too hard to be with us, and it's not worth it for you to be young." Yan Qiaotian said, patting Zhan'er's back lightly, but staring at Xiaojuan.

"As long as my elder brother and foster father are together, no matter how hard it is, I won't feel tired." Xiaojuan took a step forward, "I survived all the hard work in Dongying. Could there be a more difficult life than that? ?"

"It is precisely because you have suffered too much that we don't want you to continue to suffer. Alas, we also want you to live a peaceful, peaceful and warm life." Yan Qiaotian said.

Xiaojuan stepped forward and grabbed Yan Qiaotian's hand, "As long as I'm with Big Brother, it's a warm day."

Yan Qiaotian sighed softly, looked down at Zhan'er and said, "Zhan'er, why don't you stay, isn't Xiang'er here too? If you leave, she might marry someone else."

After all, Zhan'er is still young, and the relationship between him and Yan Qiaotian is not as deep as that of Xiaojuan, so when Yan Qiaotian said this, he was a little shaken, "Why don't you take Xiang'er with you?" , so that we can be together again, and Xiang'er will not marry someone else."

"Xiang'er wants to be with her father and father, is it possible to take her father and father away?" Yan Qiaotian asked.

Zhan'er clapped his hands happily and said, "Okay, okay, it's lively when there are many people."

Yan Qiaotian couldn't help shaking his head, but Gu Yunhe, who was walking not far away, immediately stopped him and said, "There's no need for this, we still have our own affairs."

As soon as Zhan'er saw Xiang'er beside Gu Yunhe, he immediately got off Yan Qiaotian and rushed towards Xiang'er.

Yan Qiaotian stood up, cupped her hands and said, "Gu Gangzhu is going back?"

Gu Yunhe cupped his hands and said: "Yes, there are many affairs in the gang, and Ye Liang and I probably won't be able to stay for too long. No one is watching those boys, maybe the sky will be turned upside down."

"Take Xiang'er away too?" Yan Qiaotian looked at the lovely Xiang'er and asked.

Gu Yunhe embraced Xiang'er by his side, and said dotingly: "Of course, she is my daughter after all, she can't be wandering outside and be missed by some brats."

Zhan'er stared at Gu Yunhe innocently, "Uncle Gu, are you talking about me?"

Yan Qiaotian suppressed a smile, looked at Gu Yunhe and said, "Actually, I think the two dolls get along well, why don't you ask your daughter if she would like to go with you, or would she like to stay with Zhan'er?"

"You don't even need to ask, she must come with me." Gu Yunhe said confidently.

Xiang'er, who had been silent all of a sudden, said anxiously: "Daddy, I want to stay..."

Gu Yunhe's complexion changed, he looked at Xiang'er with stunned eyes and said: "My girl, this stinky brat is only a little old, and after saying a few nice words, you handed yourself over to him?"

These words that sound clear to adults are completely different in the minds of children.

Xiang'er shook Gu Yunhe's hand away, "Daddy, I just like to play with Zhan'er, and the other children don't take me when they play, only Zhan'er is willing to play with me, so I don't want to go back."

After Xiang'er finished speaking, she pulled Zhan'er and ran away.

Yan Qiaotian looked at the backs of the two of them rushing out, and laughed: "The girls are not allowed to stay."

Gu Yunhe stomped his feet angrily, "I really forget my relationship."

Xiaojuan turned her head and said: "Brother, I'd better go and have a look, two little kids, I don't know what to play."

"Well, let's go." Yan Qiaotian pouted at the opposite direction of their disappearance.

After Xiaojuan left, Gu Yunhe turned to look at Yan Qiaotian and asked, "Why, do you want to retire?"

Yan Qiaotian turned around and sat down at the table, and motioned for Gu Yunhe to sit down as well. He sighed and said, "The grievances and grievances in the Jianghu are too complicated, and Fugan and I don't want to care about them. Isn't there nothing wrong now, so we want to retire from the Jianghu and do things together?" Something that I wanted to do but never had the chance to do.”

"I really envy you, Qingyun Club has so many capable assistants, you can let them do it by themselves, but I, alas, those bastards have to be cultivated slowly, I'm afraid I won't be able to rest in a short time." Gu Yunhe He shook his head helplessly.

"That's pretty good, at least Ye Liang is willing to share the burden with you." Yan Qiaotian smiled.

"That's right. If it wasn't for him, I probably wouldn't bother to shake up the Qinghe Four Gang."

Gu Yunhe suddenly raised his head and asked, "By the way, when are you going to leave?"

"It's just a day or two. We still have some things to do. I hope we can retire with peace of mind."

Yan Qiaotian and Gu Yunhe were talking, when suddenly Wu Fuqian barged in without thinking, and said out of breath, "You, hurry up and see who is here."

The two looked at each other, and finally walked out of the room quickly.

……

Meng Shiqing never imagined that it had been a long time since she woke up, Dongying Anding, even Liyou Chizi was pregnant.

After returning to the Central Plains, she was the first to come to Yan Qiaotian, the purpose of which was naturally to retrieve her father's bones.

Yan Qiaotian looked at the slightly unfamiliar Meng Shiqing, and asked tentatively, "Meng Shiqing? I didn't expect you to wake up."

Meng Shiqing seemed to have aged several years after waking up, and there were even gray hairs on her temples.

She cupped her hands and said: "For what the head of the family has done, it would be too outrageous for Shiqing to say more thanks. Today I came here to retrieve my father's bones and bring them back to my hometown for burial. It was also my father's long-cherished wish before he died."

Yan Qiaotian chuckled and said, "Sit down first, your father's bones have already been sent back to your hometown and buried beside your mother."

Meng Shiqing's eyes widened, and she said in a suspicious tone: "How is this possible, do you know where my hometown is?"

"Just inquire about it. Your father has a very high reputation and status in the local area. Just go there and ask anyone."

"When I returned to the Central Plains, Chizi told me that you had buried my father's bones. I still didn't believe it, because the relationship between me and my father is unknown to ordinary people, and after I was born, my father left there, but stayed behind. Mother is a tomb." Meng Shiqing's eyes were a little red.

"So your mother died when you were born?"

"Yes, so I have always blamed myself for killing my mother." Meng Shiqing said lightly, "It's all right now, everything is calm, and I can go back to my hometown to guard my parents' grave For a lifetime."

"I couldn't be filial when they were alive, but now that they're gone, I, as a daughter, have to keep filial piety for them for the rest of my life." Meng Shiqing got up and cupped her hands and said, "I'll say goodbye to Shiqing, I hope there will be some time in the future."

Yan Qiaotian stopped him and said, "I hope Miss Meng can stay for a few more days. Fugan and I also want to go with Miss. The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is actually very beautiful."

Meng Shiqing obviously didn't understand, she stood there with a blank face, and just outside the door behind her, Wu Fuqian was standing in the sun, raising his head and closing his eyes to feel the breeze blowing across his cheeks, and the light shining on his face. The gentle sunshine on the sky.

Xiaojuan was standing beside him, looking up at Wu Fuqian's joyful face.

There was a gratifying smile on the corner of her mouth, and she couldn't help leaning against Wu Fugan's body.

In the distance came the noisy voices of the brothers from the Qingyun Club, mixed with all kinds of frolic and ridicule, the voices moved from far to near, as if they were about to come to them soon.

Yan Qiaotian watched all this silently, thinking in his heart: Maybe now is the best time! ! ! !

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Extra Story [-] Modern Chapter Part [-]

When Yan Qiaotian came out of the self-study room, it was already night and the stars were thin and the moon was bright. His stomach made a "gurgling" sound. It's no wonder that he had only eaten half a hand pancake this morning, until now he I haven't eaten anything yet.

Yan Qiaotian thought that the people in the cafeteria had probably finished eating and went home, so what should I do with this meal?

As he walked, he rummaged through his pockets. He remembered that there was 20 yuan hidden in his trouser pocket yesterday, but he couldn't find it now.

Yan Qiaotian stopped in his tracks, vowing to find out the 20 yuan, because there were still ten days in this month, and he lived on the 20 yuan.

Suddenly, a perfect arc was drawn with a "swish" in the night sky, and the arc-drawing basketball hit Yan Qiaotian's forehead impartially, knocking him into a daze.

The review materials in Yan Qiaotian's hands were scattered all over the floor, and his eyes were blurred because of being hit on the head.

Two boys ran over from a distance, and when they saw Yan Qiaotian, they couldn't help but smile sarcastically: "Hey, it turns out that he is the top student in class three, and he came to self-study so late, it seems that this semester's The scholarship belongs to you again."

Another fair-looking boy also smiled and said: "Truman, people live on this scholarship. If he doesn't work hard and is robbed by others, then he will have nothing to eat next semester."

Truman seemed to want to say something more, but he was reprimanded by a sharp voice: "Why do you two dawdle? If this continues, I will stop beating you."

Wearing a dark red jersey, Wu Fuqian came out of the darkness. His dark complexion was completely different from Yan Qiaotian's whiteness, and his tall and burly figure also looked much tougher than Yan Qiaotian. He walked up to Yan Qiaotian, After pushing him up and down a lot, he said: "Since he is a top student, he naturally wants to learn. What are you two idiots talking nonsense here? Hurry up and let me play ball."

Truman picked up the ball, and then quickly ran to the playground with his companion.

Wu Fuqian stood there and looked at Yan Qiaotian who was squatting on the ground picking up materials, "Boy, I think you are so weak, do you want to consider joining our basketball team?"

Yan Qiaotian raised his confused eyes to look at Wu Fuqian, his eyes became clearer and clearer, the boy standing in front of him gave him a sense of oppression, not only because of the tall and burly man, but more importantly, That aura made his heart flustered.

"No...no...no need..." After Yan Qiaotian finished speaking, she quickly lowered her head, picked up the documents, and fled as if to leave.

Wu Fuqian looked at his slightly embarrassed figure, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

……

"Have you heard? There is a newcomer coming to our class today. I heard from my best friend that the other party is a rich second generation with plenty of money at home."

"Yes, yes, I've heard that too, and I've heard others say that he looks like a movie star, so handsome."

"You nymphomaniacs, you can only see other people's looks. I heard that his grades are terrible. If he didn't have a lot of money at home, how could he come to our class?"

As soon as Yan Qiaotian entered the classroom, he heard the girls chattering away. He silently walked to his desk, and was about to take out the materials in his schoolbag when he suddenly saw a hair on the desk gleaming under the sunlight. With a flash, he quickly took two steps back, then squatted down and blew lightly, and his hair fluttered to the ground.

At this time, he took out the wet wipes in his pocket and wiped the table carefully, and then he heaved a sigh of relief and put the documents on the table.

As for the stools, they were wiped as carefully as embroidery.

Not long after Yan Qiaotian sat down, the head teacher walked into the classroom with a familiar figure.

That person was Wu Fuqian whom he met last night. When Yan Qiaotian raised his eyes to see him, Fang Fan was also looking at him with a smile.

Yan Qiaotian's heart tightened. Apart from an empty seat beside him, there was really no other place in this classroom, but he hated being so close to others, and even more hated someone sitting next to him all the time.

So when he heard that the head teacher arranged Wu Fuqian to be beside him, his heart could be described as galloping like a galloping horse.

Yan Qiaotian pressed against the wall tightly, trying to put distance between him and the other party, but the man didn't seem to notice it at all, and as soon as he sat down, he stretched out his hand and said enthusiastically: "Please give me more advice from now on."

Yan Qiaotian's heart beat faster, and his complexion turned crimson from panic, he stammered, "No...no...no need."

But Wu Fuqian was relentless, grabbed Yan Qiaotian's hand and held it tightly, "Teach me a lot, teach me a lot..."

Yan Qiaotian quickly withdrew her hand, took out a clean wet towel, and wiped the palm and back of her hand carefully.

When Wu Fuqian saw that his hands were already red from rubbing, but he was still unwilling to stop, he immediately took his hand, "It's been wiped, my hands are not dirty, your skin is almost scratched."

Yan Qiaotian pushed him away, then got up from his seat, ignoring that the teacher was still in class, he quickly opened the back door and ran out.

Wu Fuqian looked confused. He turned his head to look at everyone. Some shook their heads slightly to express sympathy, some shrugged their shoulders to express helplessness, and some pouted their mouths to express regret. Only the head teacher, Teacher Li, sighed secretly, and then said to Wu Fugan: "I'll stop by the office after class."

……

Yan Qiaotian bought a new pair of gloves, he washed them carefully, and then dried them with a hair dryer with disinfection function.

So since Wu Fuqian sat next to him, he never took off his gloves.

He never took the initiative to talk to Wu Fuqian, even if the other party wanted to ask him something, he would just perfunctory "hmmmm".

He used to be the last person to leave the classroom after school, but now he is the first person to run out of the classroom.

It was a sunny day, and the dormitory where Yan Qiaotian lived alone welcomed its second owner——Wu Fuqian.

Now, in addition to wearing gloves, he probably needs a vacuum cover to cover himself from head to toe.

In the evening, Yan Qiaotian dragged his exhausted body back to the dormitory, because of the embarrassment of living expenses, he hadn't had a serious meal for several days, and now he felt that he could eat a cow.

At this moment, Wu Fuqian was eating chicken in the dormitory. As soon as he walked to the door, Yan Qiaotian heard a voice from inside: "Damn it, will you eat chicken?"

eat chicken...eat chicken...

Yan Qiaotian's mind is full of chickens, all kinds, grilled, fried, stewed, fried...

Yan Qiaotian wiped the doorknob of the dormitory with a wet towel, then gently pushed it open a small crack, as if he could smell the seductive aura.

Wu Fuqian in the room dropped the keyboard heavily, and shouted angrily, "Are you reincarnated from a pig?"

Seeing this situation, Yan Qiaotian's heart became half cold.

eat chicken...eat chicken...

Good luck, have chicken tonight.

This eating chicken turned out to be Wu Fuqian playing games.

Yan Qiaotian sighed deeply, then pushed the door open and went straight to her bed, and put down the documents.

Wu Fugan changed his angry expression just now, and put on a concerned expression, walked to Yan Qiaotian's bed, and just wanted to sit down, but when he saw Yan Qiaotian staring at him, he shrank back, and then walked to the computer At the table, a large bag of things appeared from under the table.

"I know you haven't had dinner yet, here you are." After speaking, he put the convenience bag in Yan Qiaotian's hand.

Yan Qiaotian threw the convenience bag to Wu Fuqian, rubbed his hands together, turned around and said, "No...no need, I'm not hungry..."

"What are you stubborn about? You didn't eat at noon or at night, and you probably didn't eat in the morning either. Now that you're not hungry, are you lying to a ghost?" Wu Fuqian forcefully stuffed the convenience bag into Yan Qiaotian's hand.

But Yan Qiaotian seemed determined and insisted on returning the things to him, Wu Fuqian's anger immediately rushed to his brain, he grabbed Yan Qiaotian by the collar, and pressed him tightly against the bed on the ladder next to it, "You fucking eat it, or you won't be able to sleep tonight."

Yan Qiaotian's heartbeat accelerated, and the blood in his whole body rushed towards the heart like a rocket.

His body began to tremble, and his hands and feet began to tremble uncontrollably.

Wu Fuqian yelled inwardly, and immediately let go of the opponent, while Yan Qiaotian fell heavily to the ground because he lost his center of gravity. He curled up and trembled violently all over his body.

Wu Fuqian quickly ran to the bedside and took out a bottle of medicine from under the pillow, took one in his hand, took a bottle of water and ran to Yan Qiaotian's side, and fed him the medicine in his hand.

Soon, Yan Qiaotian fell into a deep sleep like a baby.

Wu Fuqian picked him up and put him gently on the bed, pushed his forehead away from the hair that was clinging to the sweat, and Wu Fuqian felt a strange feeling rising in his heart.

……

"Is there really no cure for this kind of disease?" Wu Fuqian asked while half lying on the bed in the psychological clinic of his cousin, crossing his legs.

Yang Ming is Wu Fuqian's cousin and the boss of this psychological clinic. He came back from abroad to open this psychological clinic a few years ago. Because he is well-known in this field, there are many people around him.

Yang Ming was sitting upright, and he pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose with his hand, "From your description, the root cause of his disease is probably very deep. If you don't know the cause of the disease, let alone treatment, even if you want to relieve it, it will be very difficult. Disaster."

"Then what should we do? Do we just let him continue like this?" Wu Fuqian sat up suddenly, frowning slightly.

Yang Ming just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by someone outside: "Doctor Yang, the patient who made an appointment last week has arrived."

"Understood, take him to the treatment room." Yang Ming called out the door.

Wu Fuqian stared at the door for a long time, and then murmured after a while, "Are you still with him? Are you afraid that Uncle will show his power?"

"I have already promised him to return to China. As for who I choose to be with, he has no right to interfere." Yang Ming got up after speaking, "Okay, you can bring your classmates over to show me some other day."

When Yang Ming walked to the door, he stopped suddenly, turned his head and said, "If he wants."

Wu Fuqian watched his leaving back, and unconsciously sighed deeply. He lay on the bed with his head up, staring at a certain point on the roof in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, Wu Fuqian felt that it was not a problem for him to lie down so stupidly, he might as well go back to school and try, maybe he could be tricked.

He grabbed the coat that was thrown aside, tucked it under his arm, and ran out. He didn't expect to meet Hate, the person Yang Ming cared about most.

Qiu Zui seemed to want to say something, but seeing his rush, he finally didn't speak, but continued to sit in his seat.

……

In summer nights, there are not only mosquitoes, but also unpredictable thunder and lightning. No, after enduring the unbearable heat during the day, the genius has just dimmed, and there are already lightning and thunder outside.

Wu Fuqian was hiding in the dormitory eating chicken, when a lightning strike nearly broke his computer.

He got up and pushed open the window, and a gust of damp wind blew in his face. He was glad that he didn't play basketball with Truman and the others today, otherwise he might really be drowned.

Wu Fuqian closed the window, and the bed on the opposite side was tidy and spotless, but the man didn't show up all day.

Today is Sunday, and he has only one place to go, and that is the library.

But now it's going to rain, has he brought an umbrella?

In the end, Wu Fuqian was a little uneasy. He put on his raincoat, grabbed his umbrella, and left without thinking too much.

When Wu Fuqian ran to the library, it was already pouring rain outside, the world seemed to have fallen into hell, and the surroundings were so dark that it made people feel cold.

There were not many people in the library, and Wu Fuqian searched for a long time but could not find Yan Qiaotian.

The auntie of the administrator obviously knew about Yan Qiaotian and knew that Wu Fuqian was looking for him, so she said without raising her head, "Where else can he be? It must be in the study room at the bottom of the third floor. Extraordinary, so no one has ever dared to go, except him."

Wu Fuqian ran to the third floor, and the aunt raised her head slightly just in time to see him leaving, and couldn't help shaking her head slightly.

The self-study room on the third floor is like a haunted house, there is no one there at all, the innermost self-study room is flickering with faint lights, it should be the thunder that broke the wires in the house just now, Wu Fugan whispered: "Yan Qiao God, are you in there?"

A slight groan came into Wu Fuqian's ears. This voice was so familiar that he couldn't help speeding up his pace.

……

Yan Qiaotian knew that he had a serious obsession with cleanliness, so no one wanted to get close to him, and he couldn't accept other people's approach from the bottom of his heart. Since he was in college, the class teacher specially arranged for him to take care of his feelings. The dormitory where people lived, but all this changed completely after Wu Fuqian moved in.

The head teacher was right. He should try to accept others. After all, he will enter society in the future and need to get rid of more people, so he accepted Wu Fuqian's approach. After several contacts, he found that he didn't seem to hate him.

But today was different, the lights in the study room were broken, and it was still raining outside. At this moment, he found that he not only had cleanliness, but also claustrophobia.

Yan Qiaotian trembled slightly, he felt his heart beating faster and faster, and his muscles seemed to start to spasm, exactly the same feeling he felt after getting cleanliness in the past.

Wu Fuqian's voice came from outside the door, Yan Qiaotian seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, he wanted to scream, but the voice that came out finally turned into a moan.

Yan Qiaotian didn't know how he left the study room, he just felt dizzy, and soon he lost consciousness.

Wu Fuqian hugged Yan Qiaotian's thin body, and was slightly taken aback.

How long has this guy not eaten? Why is his body getting lighter and lighter, as if lighter than a woman's.

Wu Fuqian took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a familiar number, "Find a car and pick me up from the school library."

……

When Yang Ming saw Wu Fuqian, his whole body was already soaked. Looking at the unconscious Yan Qiaotian on the bed, he couldn't help but shook his head and said, "I think you've fallen into his hands."

Wu Fuqian said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, give me a good look at him, why is he still unconscious."

"If you ask me to be such a brother, I will be honest." Yang Ming put on his stethoscope and listened carefully.

Not long after, Yang Ming took off his stethoscope and comforted him: "The old man is sick, didn't I give you medicine? Give him two pills and sleep well."

"But why is he always dizzy? Besides, he's the only one in the study room, so how can there be any dirty things?" Wu Fu walked up to Yang Ming and asked in confusion.

Yang Ming turned around and glanced at Wu Fuqian, then shrugged and said, "Last time you left in a hurry, I didn't have time to tell you, he actually visited my clinic once, and I found that he not only has cleanliness in his eyes, but also He has severe claustrophobia, but he didn't notice it before, so he always felt that the discomfort in his body was due to cleanliness, but it was not..." Yang Ming looked at Yan Qiaotian, and continued, "His claustrophobia is worse than cleanliness. It's much more serious."

"Then what should we do? Aren't you a doctor, think of a way?" Wu Fugan frowned.

Yang understood him with a glance, "I'm in business, he can't even eat enough, how can he give me the money?"

"I'll give it..." Wu Fuqian replied without thinking.

Yang Ming suddenly said seriously: "I said, little brother, you can't bend too much, I've already fallen into it. If you fall into it too, it will probably be even more difficult."

Wu Fuqian was taken aback for a moment. It's not that he has never been in love, but he has never cared so much about others before. This time he has a different feeling for this thin man. Could this be the so-called love?

"It doesn't matter, you help him first, I'll give you how much money you need." Wu Fu shook his head dryly.

"I think you'd better wait for him to wake up and feed him first, his body is not as good as a girl's." Yang Ming put down his stethoscope, then went to the hanger and took off his white coat.

"But what about his illness?" Wu Fuqian asked anxiously.

"Just let him sleep here tonight. I'll come over to see him tomorrow. Judging from the last treatment, he is not very willing to talk about himself with others, so how can we open his heart? It's up to you." Yang Ming leaned heavily on his shoulders, "I'm going back first, you should think about it too."

"what?"

"Hey, your heart, think about where is your heart?" After Yang Ming finished speaking, he walked out of the clinic holding Qiu Zui's arm.

……

Yan Qiaotian had a long, long dream, in which he was a martial arts master.

When he woke up, it was already the next day, and the sky was getting brighter, with an orange glow in the sky.

Yan Qiaotian struggled to get up, looking at the somewhat familiar environment, she felt a little peace in her heart.

Suddenly Wu Fuqian pushed the door and came in. When he saw Yan Qiaotian, he happily put down the breakfast in his hand, walked quickly to Yan Qiaotian's side, supported his weak body and said, "You're awake, how much do you care?" I haven’t eaten for a while, no wonder I’m so weak, sit down quickly, I’ve bought you porridge, drink some porridge to replenish your energy.”

Yan Qiaotian rubbed her forehead and asked, "Why am I here? Isn't it in the study room?"

Wu Fuqian brought the porridge in front of Yan Qiaotian, blew lightly and said, "I brought you here, you look so scary, so I brought you here to show my cousin."

"Doctor Yang is your cousin?" Yan Qiaotian asked curiously as she got off the bed.

Wu Fuqian held the porridge in front of Yan Qiaotian, "Yes, otherwise why would I bring you here?"

Yan Qiaotian didn't go to pick up the porridge, but fled to a distance, and asked anxiously, "He told you everything?"

"Even if he doesn't tell me, don't I know?" Wu Fuqian put down the porridge helplessly, and sighed deeply, "Every time you go to the toilet, you have to use paper, and every time someone touches you, you will Will take out wet wipes to wipe, and your table, stool, bed, shoes, mattress... I really don't know what else you can let others touch?"

Yan Qiaotian stood aside somewhat awkwardly, and whispered, "I...Since you know about my situation, why do you still have anything to do with me?"

"I didn't want to, but you are not only my deskmate, but also my roommate. I don't care who cares about you?" Wu Fuqian wanted to take a few steps forward, but was stopped by Yan Qiaotian, "I will deal with my own affairs." I can do it myself, without your help."

"I said, why are you so stubborn?" Wu Fuqian's voice was much higher. He had never been rejected so decisively.

"If you don't have food, you just endure it. When do you want to endure it until the school pays the subsidy next month? Do you know how long it will take?" Wu Fuqian circled uneasily on the spot, "I bought so The food is placed in the dormitory, you think I eat it for myself, it’s for you, but you are like a plague god, you always take a long way around, as if my things are poisonous."

Yan Qiaotian lowered his eyes, the grievance in his heart has never been cared about by anyone for so many years, and now that the other party has given him so much, he really doesn't know what to do.

Wu Fuqian held up the porridge again, and said in as friendly a tone as possible: "Okay, look at how thin you are, be obedient, drink the porridge, my cousin is going to work soon, just in time for him to help you carefully Check."

Yan Qiaotian raised his head, staring straight at the porridge, he swallowed secretly, and gradually walked towards Wu Fugan.

Seeing that he was subdued, Wu Fuqian smiled and said, "Let me feed you, you should still be too weak."

"No need, I can do it myself." Yan Qiaotian embarrassedly took the porridge from Wu Fuqian's hand.

"Be careful, it might be a little hot."

"Um……"

……

When Yang Ming entered, Wu Fuqian was wiping the stains from the corners of Yan Qiaotian's mouth with a paper towel, which seemed to explain everything.

He coughed twice, then pushed the door open and entered.

"I said you didn't sleep all night, did you?" Yang Ming said as he walked to the hanger and changed into a white coat.

Yan Qiaotian's face was flushed red, and he always felt that it was weird to see such an ambiguous posture.

Wu Fuqian didn't care at all, he turned around and looked at Yang Ming and said, "It's none of your business whether I sleep or not, you just need to cure his illness for me, so why bother?"

Yang Ming walked up to Yan Qiaotian and said, "Hey, I ate something after sleeping all night, it's really different from before."

Yan Qiaotian raised her head and asked uneasily: "Doctor Yang, is my illness very serious? These days I always faint, my body trembles, and my heart beats faster. It wasn't like this before."

Yang Ming said expressionlessly: "Aren't you in love? Your heart beats faster and your body trembles. Isn't this what people in love do when they see someone they like?"

Yan Qiaotian anxiously argued: "That's not the case, I'm not in a relationship, this is not the feeling of being in a relationship at all."

Yang Ming looked at Yan Qiaotian with great interest and asked, "So you've been in love and had someone you liked?"

Yan Qiaotian was at a loss for a while, he said anxiously: "Of course not, like me, unless I was injected with Captain America's potion, how could any girl fall in love with me?"

"Who said that whoever has a crush on you must be a girl?" Wu Fuqian suddenly interjected for no reason.

Yan Qiaotian looked confused. He blinked and looked between Yang Ming and Wu Fuqian. After a while, he asked in puzzlement, "It's not a girl, is it still a boy?"

Yang Ming pursed his lips and chuckled, then turned his head to look at Wu Fuqian and said, "Yes, is he still a boy?"

Wu Fu glared at Yang Ming, "Are you busy? Then why don't you dare to show him?"

Although his face was calm, his heart was already ups and downs. He felt a hotness rising slowly from the bottom of his heart. Gradually, he felt hot at the back of his ears, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

Yang Ming stared at him and said with a pun, "Then you should stay here, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable, and I will not feel comfortable either."

Wu Fuqian wiped his sweat-stained hands on his trouser legs, and then said unnaturally: "Then... then I'll go out first... hurry up..."

Yang Ming shrugged with an expression of "you don't see each other every day like three autumns", and said helplessly, "Okay..."

……

Wu Fuqian finally knew what it means to live like a year. It has only been a few minutes since he walked out of the house, but he has gotten up and sat down countless times.

The hatred on the side was also prevented by him from working normally, he walked up to Wu Fuqian, pressed his shoulders and made him sit down, "I said, little brother, don't be impatient, don't you believe your brother?" ?”

"No, my brother said that his illness is very troublesome, so I..."

Qiu Zui sighed and said, "It's really troublesome. The most important thing is that even though Yang Ming hypnotized him, he still doesn't know what his heart disease is."

Wu Fugan widened his eyes,