Sheep and Wolf

Senior," An Yiyang stood at the door and called softly, "Are you asleep? "

The person on the bed didn't speak, An Yiyang bravely walked a few steps forward, the person on the bed turned around suddenly, startled him, and said nervously: "I, you...you look very uncomfortable. Comfortable, have you taken your medicine? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

There was no trace of blood on Qi Fan's face, his forehead was covered with sweat, his lips were tightly pressed together, and he didn't say a word.

"Do you have a stomachache?" An Yiyang approached again, with a timid look on his face.

"Where did you get the key?" Qi Fan gritted his teeth.

"Brother Hengyu gave it." After An Yiyang finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of the medicine bottle that fell on the floor at the end of the bed, went over to pick it up, and found that it was empty, "Is the medicine gone? Have you not taken it yet?" ?”

"Go out, I want to sleep." The other party answered irrelevantly.

"Can you sleep well with a stomachache?" An Yiyang was speechless, "It's best to take the medicine before going to sleep. I'll buy it for you."

Just turned around and remembered something, hurriedly turned around and said, "Did you not eat?"

The person on the bed simply closed his eyes.

An Yiyang shook his head, turned and went out.It was obvious that he had been in pain for a long time, because of face, and because he didn't want to appear too vulnerable in front of outsiders, so he kept driving him away, and he didn't want to say nonsense, probably because he didn't have the energy to say it.It hurts to this extent and you still try to be brave?How come you are like a child who doesn't know how to take care of yourself at all.

An Yiyang took the empty medicine bottle he picked up from the ground to the pharmacy, bought the exact same medicine, and then went to the supermarket to buy everything he needed.When he came back, Qi Fan hadn't fallen asleep, and his complexion was still so bad, it was obvious that he hadn't calmed down yet.

An Yiyang took his cup and fetched a cup of warm water for him, walked to his bed and sat down: "Get up and take medicine, you can't do without medicine if you look like this."

Qi Fan glanced at him, seemed a little hesitant, but finally sat up, reached out to take the cup in his hand, took a sip of warm water, and obediently took the medicine, probably because the pain was really unbearable so he cooperated like this .

An Yiyang breathed a sigh of relief, brought out the packed porridge, and put it on the bedside table: "I asked at the pharmacy, this medicine is mainly for hyperacidity in the stomach, usually acidic things should be eaten as little as possible, and it is best not to eat desserts on an empty stomach , I bought you porridge, eat some while it's hot."

"Oh, by the way, there is also soda water here. Drink more of this in the future to relieve stomach acid." An Yiyang said, took out a bottle of soda water from the plastic bag and put it on the bedside table together, and pulled it out from inside. A large bag of oatmeal and millet, "and this, you can usually cook it yourself, rice porridge will cause acid reflux after drinking, it's better to use millet or oatmeal instead, millet porridge and oatmeal are good products for nourishing the stomach, For an old stomach patient like you, you must always have it at home!"

Qi Fan sat on the bed without saying a word, his eyes fell on the preserved egg porridge exuding heat and aroma, his expression was a little dazed.After a long time, he said with a blank face: "Even if this is the case, I will not record that radio drama, so give up!"

"I didn't do this for this reason!" An Yiyang was a little angry, he just wanted to save you by the way because he saw that you were dying!

"What is that for?" Qi Fan leaned against the head of the bed, looking at him fixedly.

An Yiyang felt nervous for no reason, and being stared at by him made him feel at a loss what to do: "I see you are sick, and no one is taking care of you, that's what it is, and we are schoolmates, so we can't leave you alone, right?"

Qi Fan looked at him quietly for a while, then suddenly took out his wallet from the drawer, took out some 100 yuan and handed it to him: "Is it enough?"

"Ah?" An Yiyang took the money without knowing it, and immediately pushed it back after realizing it, "...it's not necessary, it's not much money."

"Take it, I don't like to owe others anything." After Qi Fan finished speaking, he took the porridge on the table generously and started to eat.

An Yiyang originally thought that with his awkward personality, it would take a lot of trouble to make him eat what other people bought peacefully, so he couldn't help being a little dazed.

"Okay, you can go, I have to sleep later." The man's voice came from the bed again.

An Yiyang was stunned again.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the other party seemed a little puzzled. He raised his head and looked at him, as if saying why you still haven't left.

An Yiyang was so angry that he didn't even say thank you!What kind of bad character is this guy?No wonder no one cares about the sickness.

"Thank you." The person on the bed said this unexpectedly.

An Yiyang almost bit his own tongue: "Ah... oh, you're welcome." Damn, mind reading skills!

"Then can you go?" The other party looked at him innocently.

to die!to die!An Yiyang growled in his heart.

"You look like you really want to scold me." Someone continued to say indifferently.

"It's not like!" I just want to scold you!

"why?"

"Because I have never seen such a brazen person!"

"Really?" Qi Fan casually picked up the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, "Is it brazen to break into someone's house without the owner's permission?"

An Yiyang: "..."

Qi Fan ignored him, finished the porridge on his own, and then unceremoniously stuffed the lunch box into his hand: "When you go out, help me throw the trash can, and these, give me take away."

Just as An Yiyang was about to get angry, when he saw that he threw the plastic bag over again, he quickly reached out to catch it: "Why? These were originally bought for you."

"I don't usually cook things by myself, so it's useless to put them here." After Qi Fan finished speaking, he lay down and pulled up the quilt, "You don't want to just throw the trash can together, remember to close the door when you go out, thank you."

After listening to An Yiyang, he was completely depressed, and he clearly wanted to scold him, but in the end he just didn't say anything, walked out with his head downcast and carrying his things.When passing by the living room, he threw the garbage into the trash can by the way, and then carried the remaining things to the kitchen by mistake, and put the eggs neatly in the refrigerator.Seeing that the kitchen looked like it hadn’t been used before, and the kitchen utensils were complete, I brushed the casserole inexplicably, then added water, turned on the fire, and washed the millet, jujube and red beans. Things are poured in at once, and the whole process is done in one go.

After adjusting the heat to a simmer, he can't go back, the millet is easy to stick to the bottom, and someone has to come over and stir the pot at any time, and then wait for it to boil slowly, and then turn off the fire before leaving.

When he was bored, he walked to the living room, and found that he hadn't looked carefully when he came, so he was shocked when he took a closer look.The entire living room was in a mess, with a pile of drawings scattered on the sofa, on the floor, on the table, everywhere.In the corner was a pile of drawing boards, stacked on top of each other, big and small, some were placed on easels, and some were thrown on the ground.There are [-] tools for construction drawings. Compasses, set squares, and utility knives are thrown everywhere. There are countless paintbrushes, one here and one there, and a lot of paint on the floor and walls. , there is a piece...

What a colorful world!An Yiyang was blinded, it was really messy, that guy looked like a dog in cleaning up, but the place where he lived was the scene of a disaster movie, he really couldn't be judged by his appearance.What is it called?Gold and jade outside, and ruins inside?No...how should I describe it?Doesn't he usually clean up the house?

While complaining silently in his heart, An Yiyang rolled up his sleeves and tidied up the house. During this period, he ran to the kitchen a few times to collect the scattered manuscripts, folded them and put them on the table. Sort them into categories, tidy them up, and then find a mop to mop the floor, and by the way, find a rag to wipe the table and the wall again.After all this was done, the porridge was ready.After turning off the fire, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, clapped his hands, went back to the living room and threw himself on the sofa, his whole body sublimated: "Huh~ I'm exhausted."

When he regained his composure again, he was in a mess!What the hell did I do?Why did I come all the way to get Qi Fan's eyes and help him clean up the house?Buying medicine and making porridge... What the hell, am I a masochist?

What is it called?Slavery!servility!Orientals are born with something hard to get rid of from the bones brought out of their mother's womb, slave!sex!

The era when you want to be a slave but can't get it!

Temporarily stabilize the era of slavery!

Brother Xun is really unique, and the analysis is penetrating and penetrating!

The country belongs to the emperors, generals, heroes, and the people are only slaves!

Sad, hateful!It must be that Qi Fan's aura is too strong, and I am instantly shorter in front of him, and the paralyzed ice mountain emperor is the most terrifying attacking horse!

An Yiyang scratched his head in the living room, cast aside himself for a while, and walked into Qi Fan's room in a strange way.

At this time, the man had already fallen asleep, probably because of taking the medicine, the stomach pain was relieved, the tightly frowning brows had been relaxed, the fair skin, the clear outline of water chestnut, just like the strokes of the creator, The facial features are meticulously crafted, and the entire face is so perfect that there is not a single blemish to be picked.

An Yiyang's eyes seemed to be glued to it, his expression was a little dazed, he stared at the person on the bed fixedly, after an unknown amount of time, he sighed secretly: such a pretty face, why is his personality so bad?If only I could be gentler.What does the gentle Qi Fan look like?Is it possible to like another person?How does it feel to be in love with him?You must be so happy that you forget who you are, right?

Will Qi Fan also love?

If you can be loved by him...

Ahhh!What am I thinking about?