The four-year-old cute baby of the actor's family

The crew of "Exiled from Heaven" has returned to the city from Kuoyun Mountain as a whole, and Zhou Wen'an also has to go to the crew on time.His cold was not serious at the beginning, just nasal congestion, sneezing, and throat discomfort, and there was no obvious high fever reaction.

However, many people in the crew had a cold, Zhou Wenan realized that the problem was a bit serious, and began to pay attention to wearing masks and self-isolation in the crew.

In the past few days, Zhou Wen'an ate alone, and did not eat with Ton Ton and Liang's father, for fear of infecting them.

Ton Ton felt uncomfortable seeing Dad eating alone.

When I was sick and uncomfortable, my father served tea and water, but now that my father caught a cold, he couldn't help him.

Ton Ton felt like a useless kid, depressed.

He was young and didn't know what to do, so he could only follow his father foolishly.

When Dad was sitting at the table eating alone, Tonton moved out the small wooden stool, sat obediently by Dad's lap, hugged his little knee, and silently accompanied Dad.

Zhou Wen'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry, rubbed his hair, and was about to speak.

Ton Ton said, "Dad, don't talk, my throat hurts."

Zhou Wen'an was moved. He quickly settled today's dinner, and said to his precious son with a strong nasal voice: "Tong Ton, Dad is fine. Don't worry too much."

Ton Ton frowned, with a serious expression on his face: "Dad, there must be nothing to do."

Zhou Wen'an carefully observed his expression, um, he was quite similar to Liang's father when he became serious.

"Okay, Dad is done eating, you and the big frog go to the toy room to play games, and Dad will change the script, okay?"

This is another place that Ton Ton can't understand.

Why can he lie down and sleep all the time when he has a cold, while Dad still has to go to work on the set when he has a cold?

Is it possible not to work?

Ton Ton stood up from the small stool with a "swish", and said to the big frog sitting beside him, "Dad, shall we ask for leave for Dad? Ask Grandpa Chen for leave."

Zhou Wen'an was about to cough, so he quickly picked up a tissue at hand and covered his mouth and nose, and waved to him, meaning no need.

Liang Sihan hugged his precious son on his lap: "Dad's work happens to be in an emergency these two days, so it's inconvenient to ask for leave, is it understandable?"

Tonton frowned: "Tonton... Tonton can't understand it!"

"..."

Zhou Wen'an smiled helplessly, and pinched his little face: "Okay, didn't you mean to choose the color of Big Mao Mao? Uncle Zheng has already sent you photos, which one did you choose?"

Originally, Liang Sihan had agreed with Tonton to take him to the racecourse to select horses when he recovered, but Zhou Wenan caught a cold, and Tonton had to go to kindergarten again, so the matter was postponed until this weekend.

When Liang Zhongnian came to visit Tonton in the middle, he learned from his precious grandson that he wanted to buy a horse. He took over the matter in a big way and asked Lao Zheng to handle it.

Lao Zheng has always been efficient, and the next day after he got the task, he sent two thick booklets here, all of which were expensive horses.

What Lao Zheng meant was to let Tonton choose a few horses that he liked first, and then gather at a racecourse to visit all the horses on weekends.

Ton Ton is really looking forward to choosing a beautiful big fur, but of course this matter is not as important as Dad's health.

He raised his mouth: "I want to wait for my father to recover from a cold, and choose with me. I don't want to choose by myself."

Zhou Wen'an smiled and shook his head: "Understood, Dad must obediently take medicine and get better soon, okay?"

Ton Ton nodded vigorously: "Yes! Dad must be good."

It just so happened that Aunt Li brought over boiled water, and Tonton said: "Dad, drink more hot water, it will be fine after drinking hot water."

Zhou Wen'an smiled and thought, this is not the line I told you, now you come to coax me.

But Zhou Wen'an is really busy, there is a scene in "Exile from Paradise" that needs to be adjusted temporarily, and the results must be produced today and tomorrow.

The crew's time waits for no one, and every minute is burning money. As a screenwriter, he has to work overtime and stay up late.

As a result, Zhou Wenan's cold symptoms, which were not serious at first, suddenly worsened after two nights of staying up.

The temporary changes to the script were successfully completed, but he started to get hot.

He didn't want Ton Ton to know about this, so he contacted Liang's father early when he discovered the symptoms. "I want to go back to live at home over there today, can you explain to Ton Ton for me?"

When Liang Sihan heard about this, he asked with concern in his tone: "How can that be done? You already have a fever, what should you do if you are left alone?"

Avoiding the other crew members, Zhou Wen'an explained in a low voice: "Just tonight, I'll take some medicine and sweat a lot. I also have all the things at home, which is very convenient."

Liang Sihan resolutely denied this idea: "No, I don't feel relieved. How can it be okay if no one takes care of you?"

Zhou Wen'an tried his best to comfort him: "Then...then I'll say hello to Zhuzhu's mother. If there's anything, I'll call them. Zhuzhu's mother is so enthusiastic, she won't ignore me."

Liang Sihan naturally knew that Zhuzhu's mother was a warm-hearted person, but he also knew that Zhou Wen'an was a person who was afraid of causing trouble to others.Probably in the end, he will definitely not tell Zhuzhu's mother about it.

Zhou Wenan heard him say nothing, as if he was angry, and said softly, "Tong Ton is like an ant on a hot pot these two days. When I go home, he stares at me. I don't want him to worry about me."

Liang Sihan sighed: "Understood, then it's settled like this. When will you go back?"

"It's after eight o'clock. I'll go back after dinner at the crew." Zhou Wen'an said, "Then I'll trouble Father Liang to take care of him. It's hard work."

Liang Sihan's voice was a little tempered: "Who are you being so polite to?!"

"..." Zhou Wen'an felt guilty silently, "Don't kill me, I have a headache."

He softened his voice, sure enough Liang Sihan would follow suit, so he could only say: "Okay, finish your work early and go over there early."

Zhou Wen'an hung up the phone, and as soon as he walked back, Xiao He answered the phone.

Could it be Papa Liang?

Zhou Wen'an really guessed right, it was indeed Liang Sihan.

When Xiao He saw the name on the screen, he smiled at Zhou Wen'an and stepped aside to answer the phone. "Brother Liang? What do you say?"

Liang Sihan said: "Mr. Zhou has a serious cold, you take care of him after dinner and send him back to the apartment."

Xiao He said: "Okay, I watched it. He took the medicine on time in the afternoon just now."

Liang Sihan said: "Well, thank you for your hard work. By the way, keep your distance and don't get infected yourself."

Xiao He looked around the crew, and there are three or four out of ten people who have already caught a cold. He smiled: "I know, I stay away from him. Thank you Brother Liang for your concern. I will tell you when someone will deliver it later."

Zhou Wen'an watched Xiao He walk to him, and he asked, "Xiao He, is that Brother Liang?"

Xiao He nodded: "I care about you."

Zhou Wen'an smiled lightly after hearing this, as if he had never been so cared about by others, as if he was so important.

As long as I think that Liang's father values ​​himself so much, I feel warm in my heart.

Xiao He looked at the expression on Zhou Wen'an's face, and thought to himself: ... I seem to have been stuffed with dog food, what's going on?Brother Liang is really enough!

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhou Wen'an returned to the apartment. He hadn't come back for some days, and the old rule was to ventilate the air first.

The December night was too cold, Zhou Wen'an stood by the window sill of the balcony and let the cold wind blow, and sneezed heavily.

At this time, the kettle in the kitchen started to beep to warn that the water was boiling. Zhou Wenan hurriedly closed the glass window, went in and poured boiling water.

Zhou Wen'an had just put a hot water bottle into the quilt when he heard a knock on the door.

"Wen'an? Ton ton?" Zhuzhu's mother's voice came in.

Zhou Wen'an quickly stepped forward to open the door.

Seeing him at home, Zhuzhu's mother said, "I just heard the sound of your door opening and closing in the kitchen, so I came over to have a look. Are you here to get something?"

She was wearing a blue apron around her waist, and she was tidying up in the kitchen just now.

Zhou Wen'an covered his mouth and nose with a tissue, coughed lightly, and explained the reason.

Zhuzhu's mother didn't understand: "Then you can't live here alone. In the middle of the night, you have a headache and brain fever, and there is no one to bring tea and water."

They were talking when footsteps were heard on the stairs.

The two looked out at the same time, and it turned out to be Liang Sihan wearing a hat and mask.

Zhuzhu's mother smiled: "Okay, I didn't say what I said just now. I don't bother you, I'll wash the dishes. If you need anything, call me, I'm always here."

Zhou Wen'an sent her in with a smile, and Liang Sihan also turned sideways: "Say Junyan and Zhuzhu hello."

Zhuzhu's mother smiled: "Okay, everything is fine."

After she entered, Shen Junyan came out of the bathroom, saw her smiling all over her face, and asked suspiciously: "What are you laughing at? Is it Wen An who has something to do when he comes back?"

Zhuzhu's mother nodded, finished talking about Zhou Wen'an's plan to come over for the night alone, and then said that Liang Sihan had arrived suddenly.

She smiled: "I guess I must not leave."

Shen Junyan also understood the meaning of these words, and said happily: "Then I will definitely not leave, and I am not at ease."

Zhuzhu's mother gave him a white look: "Forget it."

She smiled and went into the kitchen to continue her work.

Opposite the door, Zhou Wen'an was pushed to sit on the sofa, and asked suspiciously, "Where is Ton Ton? Is Ton Ton alone at home? Won't he be in a hurry?"

Liang Sihan unbuttoned his coat and put it aside, lowered his eyes and said, "Let my father take care of you all night. I said that the set has some work and I need to cooperate with you. Ton can understand, and he asked me to take good care of you."

He checked his temperature with the back of his hand, took out the thermometer he brought, adjusted it and handed it to him: "Stuff it under your arm."

"Oh." Zhou Wen'an pouted, yet so harshly.

It's not that Liang Sihan didn't see his expression, so he pinched his cheek: "Hurry up."

"..."

Zhou Wen'an turned his head, silently stuffed the thermometer into his clothes, and seeing him take out a small instrument with a handle to measure temperature, he asked suspiciously, "What are you doing with so much?"

"What if it's not accurate?" Liang Sihan opened it slowly and took the temperature on his forehead and behind his ears.

Zhou Wen'an: ...

After taking the temperature, Zhou Wen'an said, "The temperature is not very high. You don't need to go to the hospital. I'll just lie down. You...you can go back."

Liang Sihan ignored it, but walked into the bathroom, saw that the water heater was on, and asked, "Take a shower?"

"Yeah." Zhou Wen'an had been on the set for a whole day, and he always felt that he was full of dust and couldn't sleep without taking a shower.

He saw Father Liang walking back and forth in the house, turning on the air conditioners in the living room and bedroom with the air-conditioning panel, and closing the sliding doors in the kitchen and living room. "What's wrong?"

Liang Sihan said: "Wait until the heat is on before you wash."

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to leave, Zhou Wenan asked, "Is there really no need to go back? Then what do you do at night? I'm still feverish, so it's not convenient to live together."

As he said that, he was a little shy, and he didn't know why, but being alone with Father Liang always made him extra shy.

Liang Sihan said: "Then come back with me now?"

"..."

Zhou Wenan frowned, what's going on?Going back again?Too much trouble.

He shook his head, coughed and said, "That's it, but we still sleep in the bed at night, it should be fine to separate the two ends."

He couldn't bear to let a tall man like Liang's father lie on the sofa.

After Zhou Wen'an took a shower, he went back to his room and asked Father Liang to wash.

He originally wanted to help get some bath towels or something, but was pushed into the bedroom.

Liang Sihan lifted the quilt and frowned when he saw the hot water bottle underneath. He picked up the hot water bottle and stuffed it into Xiao Zhou's father's arms, helping him to lie down.

"that……"

Liang Sihan rubbed his hair: "Okay, don't talk, let's rest."

He just took a bath, and his whole body smelled soft. He couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed his forehead: "I'll be soon."

Zhou Wen'an's body was already a little hot. Hearing what he said, it seemed that the temperature kept rising. He whispered, "Don't worry."

Liang Sihan understood, and smiled in his ear and said, "I'm in a hurry."

Zhou Wen'an turned his head and buried himself in the quilt, what's the use of being anxious?It's not even a fever.

The more I thought about it, the more shy I became, and I simply pulled the quilt over my head, out of sight and out of mind.

Liang Sihan rubbed his face through the quilt: "I'm going to take a bath, don't move around."

"Hmm." Zhou Wenan agreed in a low voice under the quilt.

When Liang Sihan returned to the bedroom after taking a shower, he saw that there was indeed a pillow and another quilt at the end of the bed. It was obvious that Xiao Zhou's father had just woken up again.He sat on the edge of the bed and held his ears: "Didn't I tell you not to move around? It's more difficult to control than Ton."

Zhou Wen'an snorted softly, slandering in his heart, but he didn't say a word, his voice was hoarse, and he didn't feel comfortable talking too much.

Liang Sihan went to bed, but put the pillow back on the head of the bed.

Zhou Wen'an was worried that he would infect him with his illness, so he got up anxiously, picked up the pillow and wanted to put it back.

The two adults, over 50 years old together, were holding on to the pillows, competing with each other like three-year-olds.

Zhou Wen'an was about to pull back the pillow forcefully, but he suddenly let go, and his whole body including the pillow was embraced by him.

Liang Sihan lay directly under his quilt, which was very warm. He pressed the flailing little rabbit into his arms, and warned in his ear, "Hurry up and sleep, I'll take you to the set tomorrow morning."

"But..." Zhou Wen'an wrestled in his arms, remained motionless, and could only lie down in his embrace.

He is indeed greedy for such a warm embrace, but how inappropriate is it today?

Zhou Wenan closed his eyes and was angry, without saying a word.

Originally, Liang Sihan just wanted to sleep with his arms around him, but it was rare for the two of them to be alone together, so he inevitably moved his thoughts.

After turning off the lights, the room was pitch black except for the sound of the air conditioner blowing hot air.

In a daze, Zhou Wen'an felt that the skin behind his ears was wet, as if something was slowly rubbing and licking.His consciousness was chaotic, and when he realized what it was, he pushed him with an elbow: "Sleeping."

Liang Sihan also felt that he was committing a crime. The people in his arms had a cold and fever, but he was thinking about things he shouldn't be thinking, and it was easy and difficult to stop. "Go to sleep, I can't sleep."

Zhou Wen'an thought: You are like this, I... how can I sleep?

"Or, do you still sleep on another set of quilts?"

"No, cold." Liang Sihan refused concisely, and continued to kiss his soft nape and round earlobes, "How long has it been?"

His deep and sexy voice made Zhou Wen'an's ears tingle instantly.

What is asked is how many days have there been no close contact between two people.

In fact, it's been a long time, only the last time at the hotel in Kuoyun Mountain, because I slept with Tonton, and Tonton had a cold and fever after returning home, the two of them had no time to take care of it.

While suppressing the longing in his heart, Zhou Wen'an had to remind him in a serious manner: "It's contagious, and you'll catch a cold later. Isn't it more troublesome?"

Liang Sihan let out a "hmm", seemingly listening to the words, but actually rubbed his hands to the wrong place.

Zhou Wen'an bit his lip. He didn't know what happened today. It seemed that because of the fever, his skin was more sensitive than usual, and he wanted to hum when he touched it.

Liang Sihan also noticed it, and usually it seemed to come very late, but now he seemed to be able to give an obvious reaction.

Under his tentative touch, Zhou Wen'an became more and more unbearable. While holding his wrist to stop his behavior, he had some inexplicable expectations.

After rubbing Liang Sihan's hands for a short time, his fingertips were obviously wet.

He whispered in the ear of the boy in his arms: "Baby, it seems to be okay today."

Zhou Wen'an's eyes widened suddenly, facing the dark night, and then squeezed into his arms.

Liang Sihan quickly pecked and kissed him on the face: "Baby, is there a convenience store at the door?"

Zhou Wen'an responded puzzledly: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Liang Sihan said narrowly, "I have to buy safety equipment."

Zhou Wenan quickly grabbed his hand: "Don't go? It's too late. It's cold outside."

Liang Sihan lowered his head and kissed him, and said softly, "Good boy, it's okay, I'll be back soon."

The measures that should be taken still have to be taken.

Zhou Wen'an felt both funny and shy when he heard the sound of him getting out of bed and going out.

How can the body want it when you have a cold and a fever?What a strange thing.

He waited in the bedroom for a long time, and then Liang Sihan entered the room and went to bed again.

Zhou Wen'an held back his embarrassment and hugged him, and the two entangled together.

"Baby, are you afraid?"

"If you're with your husband, don't be afraid."

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