no coincidence

Yang Luo was slapped in the face when he said that he hadn't contacted Han Yibei. If he didn't contact the new mobile phone and the new mobile card, how could he have Han Yibei's contact information, and if he hadn't contacted Han Yibei, why would he call him.

Qu Jiu looked at Yang Luo's face and said nothing, Yang Luo sighed inwardly, put the phone on the coffee table and let it ring.

When the ringing ended, Qu Jiu said calmly, "Why didn't you answer?"

Yang Luo said truthfully, "I don't want to pick it up."

Qu Jiu stood up and looked at Yang Luo and said, "Very good." After speaking, he turned and entered the bedroom. At this time, he still remembered not slamming the door.

Yang Luo rubbed his forehead, what's the matter, he didn't think about resurfacing with Han Yibei, so he didn't care that Han Yibei lived across from his house, and the two of them really just nodded now After handing it over, the two words they said the most were Hello and Haoqiao.He picked up his mobile phone, found Han Yibei's number and dialed it back, and it didn't take long for him to get through.

"Anything to do tonight?"

Yang Luo tapped on the armrest of the sofa and said, "Yes." He had to appease Qu Jiu before going home.

"Well, have you eaten yet?"

"No."

"Where are you?"

"My brother's house."

There was silence for a few seconds before saying: "Remember to eat."

"Well, is there anything else?"

"No."

"Then I'll hang up." After finishing speaking, he hung up and threw the phone on the sofa.

Yang Luo felt dizzy, he rubbed his head to clear his mind, spent half an hour to sort out his thoughts, thinking that Qu Jiu should calm down, he got up and knocked on the bedroom door.

There was no sound from inside, Yang Luo stood leaning against the wall at the door, the door opened from the inside after some time, Yang Luo cheered up, he didn't want Qu Jiu to find out that he was strange.

"I..." Yang Luo just said a word before being interrupted by Qu Jiu.

"I'm going to cook, go wait on the sofa."

Yang Luo nodded and sat on the sofa waiting for dinner.

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Yang Luo drove the car downstairs to his house and heaved a sigh of relief. He finally arrived home. Halfway through the drive, the effect of the medicine he took in the afternoon had completely disappeared. Go, when he walked to the door of his house, someone grabbed his arm.

Yang Luo looked back and saw that it was Han Yibei who said, "What a coincidence."

Han Yibei felt that something was wrong with Yang Luo when he went upstairs. When he went up to the fourth floor, he called Yang Luo and didn't answer. Han Yibei caught up with Yang Luo and grabbed his arm and found that his arm was very hot. He raised his hand Touching Yang Luo's forehead, he said, "You have a fever, go to the hospital." Then he dragged Yang Luo down the stairs.

"No, there's medicine at home." Yang Luo tried hard to yank his arm from Han Yibei's hand but failed.

"Go to the hospital."

"Don't go."

Han Yibei looked down at Yang Luo's wet eyes and his heart suddenly softened. Only then did he remember a sentence in Yang Luo's information. He let go of Yang Luo's hand, opened the door of Yang Luo's room, and followed in. .

"You went to the wrong door."

"Ah."

Yang Luo looked at the person standing in front of him speechless for a while, what are you doing, hurry up.Han Yibei ignored Yang Luo's hidden intentions, picked Yang Luo up and walked towards the bedroom.

Yang Luo was taken aback, "What are you doing, let me down."

Han Yibei put Yang Luo on the bed and covered him with a quilt and asked, "Where are the thermometer and medicine?"

Yang Luo blinked and said, "It's under the coffee table."

Han Yibei turned around and left the bedroom, and walked in with medicine, a water glass and a thermometer after a while.Yang Luo took the water glass and took the medicine, then clipped the thermometer, lay down and watched Han Yibei turn around and leave the bedroom again.

Yang Luo felt that today was a bit unreal. He came out with Qu Jiu in the morning, and had a conflict with Qu Jiu at noon. Qu Jiu said that he wanted to think about it and kicked him out.Someone who has something to do with these things is taking care of himself who is sick, and he didn't drive him away. The most important thing is that the feeling now is actually warm!Sure enough, he was seriously ill.

When Han Yibei returned to the bedroom, he held a wet towel in his hand. He brushed aside Yang Luo's bangs and put the wet towel on Yang Luo's smooth forehead.

Yang Luo accidentally met the eyes of Han Yibei who was bending over. Looking at Han Yibei's deep eyes, he felt even more dizzy, so he simply closed his eyes.

"Sleep when you're sleepy." Han Yibei whispered in Yang Luo's ear.

"His voice is still so nice", this was Yang Luo's last thought before going to sleep.

Watching Yang Luo fall asleep, Han Yibei touched Yang Luo's flushed face, and sighed at the face that was not as big as his hand and the pointed chin...

Yang Luo opened his eyes and saw the ceiling of his house, feeling pain all over his body and his throat was extremely uncomfortable.

"hungry?"

Yang Luo looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw Han Yibei in home clothes sitting on a stool and looking at himself with his mobile phone.

"Hungry." Only then did Yang Luo remember why Han Yibei was in his home. He raised his right hand and saw the needle on it, then put it down again. He looked up at the hanging bottle hanging on the hook, I praised the stickiness of this hook in my heart.

Seeing Han Yibei walking in with a bowl of porridge, Yang Luo got up and sat up, raised his left hand to take the bowl, but Han Yibei didn't give it to him, but scooped up a spoonful of porridge and gave it to him mouth.

Yang Luo was silent for three seconds and said, "I'll do it myself." This time Han Yibei put the porridge in his hand and took out the spoon.

After drinking a bowl of millet pumpkin porridge with just the right temperature, Yang Luo felt much better. Although his body was still sore, his throat was not so uncomfortable, and his stomach felt better. Millet pumpkin porridge is still one of his favorite foods .

Yang Luo put the empty bowl on the table, looked at Han Yibei who was sitting on the stool, and said, "Thank you for today."

"Ah."

Yang Luo didn't know what to say next, so he sat in a daze, and suddenly felt his hand being pinched. Yang Luo looked at Han Yibei.

"It's time to pull out the needle."

"Oh." Yang Luo watched Han Yibei pull out the needle neatly and press it for himself.

The heat came from his hands, and Yang Luo coughed uncomfortably, "I'll do it myself." Han Yibei's hand was withdrawn and Yang Luo felt that his palm still had his warmth. He was very confused at the moment, and he wanted to calm down. quiet.It happened that Han Yibei was not a talkative person, and the room was quiet at the moment, providing a place for Jingjing.

Han Yibei looked at Yang Luo and became stunned again, his face softened a bit, he dared to show this expression only when Yang Luo couldn't see him, he looked at Yang Luo again holding the bowl and the sling The bottle walked out of the room lightly.

Yang Luo got up from the bed, tidied up the messy clothes, walked out of the bedroom, and saw Han Yibei coming out of the kitchen.

"Senior."

"Yes." Han Yibei stopped when he was about half a meter away from Yang Luo.

Yang Luo looked at the man standing not far from him and said, "You will be my senior for the rest of your life, right?"

Han Yibei understood Yang Luo's meaning in an instant, the relationship between the senior and junior for a lifetime was nothing more than that, although he knew that Yang Luo didn't plan to be with him after he left, but at this moment Yang Luo said it himself , he still felt very uncomfortable.He said blankly; "Otherwise?"

Yang Luo smiled slightly and said, "Thank you senior today, I will treat you to dinner when I have time."

"Well, the medicine is placed under the tea table, remember to take the medicine on time, I'm leaving first."

"OK, good night."

"Good night."

When Han Yibei left, Yang Luo lay down on the sofa exhaustedly. Fortunately, he pinched the little thoughts that had just emerged, and he knew that Han Yibei had no love for him.When we were together, the number of times the two kissed can be counted with hands, and most of them were initiated by themselves...

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When Qu Jiu entered the office, she saw Yang Luo who was reading documents. Qu Jiu frowned, Xiao Luo's face was very pale.

"Xiao Luo."

"Ah."

"Cold?" Listening to Yang Luo's hoarse voice, Qu Jiu knew that Yang Luo had a cold again. When Yang Luo caught a cold, his tonsils would definitely become inflamed, and he would not be able to speak properly for several days.

Qu Jiu touched Yang Luo's forehead and felt relieved that it wasn't hot. He rubbed Yang Luo's hair and said, "Go home."

Yang Luo shook his head, he still had a lot of work to do.

Qu Jiu opened the employee work record sheet and looked at Yang Luo's work. All tasks such as going to court and consulting were postponed, and the rest were all needless to say.

Yang Luo frowned and said softly, "No need to do that."

Qu Jiu raised his eyebrows and said, "I am happy to pamper my younger brother, and besides, this is my company, I have the final say."

"..."

Yang Luo looked at Qu Jiu who had turned on the domineering president mode and said nothing. He was a little moved at first, but now it's all gone.Qu Jiu didn't know what TV series with Qiong Yao was watching again. Yang Luo mourned for Xie Cheng for a second. Qu Jiu likes others to watch TV with him the most. If he doesn't watch it with him, only Xie Cheng will watch it with him. , this is definitely true love!

Just before getting off work, Qu Jiu suddenly said, "Xiao Luo, as long as you are happy."

Yang Luo, who was checking the information, suddenly raised his head, looked at Qu Jiu smiling at himself, Yang Luo didn't know what to say, and laughed along with Qu Jiu.

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Xie Cheng came to visit suddenly alone at night, Yang Luo didn't expect it but was not surprised.

"Little Luo, why did you suddenly come out of the closet?" Xie Cheng got into the topic after sitting down.

"I just said it when I saw the opportunity."

"Thank you." Xie Cheng patted Yang Luo's shoulder and turned his head away. He felt that he was about to cry.

"I'll still find a boyfriend in the future." So don't feel that way, I'm not for you.

"I don't know you yet." Xie Chenghong glared at Yang Luo with eyes wide open.Xie Cheng also watched Yang Luo grow up. He knew Yang Luo very well, just like Yang Luo knew himself. He knew that Yang Luo had no intention of finding a boyfriend again. He knew that Yang Luo came out for himself.

Yang Luo's eyes were also red suddenly, he sighed and said, "It's not good to know too much."

Yang Luo thinks that God is actually very fair, although his mother died when he was eight years old, and he has also alienated his father since then.But since he was a child, he had an elder brother who held himself in his hands for fear of falling, and held himself in his mouth for fear of melting, and a confidant who understood him like another self. Even if there is no one in this life who can be close to each other It is also enough.

"It's been five years, try again, and you will always meet someone who treats you sincerely."

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