The boss wants me to fall asleep every night

"If you want me to say, you are just like those people who say that you are ruthless, ruthless, and righteous, and you will directly confirm this bad reputation--"

"Okay." Yi Sheng put away his phone, his dark pupils were calm and calm.

"I don't need to do it, he will take the blame himself in the end."

Shen Heqiu's illness came violently, but he walked very slowly.

Since the time when Shen Heqiu rammed Qi Sucking Osprey, Shen Heqiu's situation has been up and down all the time.

Xing Qiang's state of mind is not bad, and most of the time she is still awake even with a low-grade fever.

Since the night they were discharged from the hospital, Zuo Shen and Qiu Qu⑾Zhong Zuan had obviously become a lot busier.

He still came back every day, but there were only a few of them. He always left early and returned late, and often came back in a hurry before bedtime.

It was rare for Yi Sheng to come back to have dinner together today.

Shen Heqiu is still ill, and Aunt Liu has been instructed by Yi Sheng these days to cook some light food. For dinner, she cooked some white porridge, and the stir-fried dishes were also bland.

Not taking antidepressants recently, Shen Heqiu's appetite improved a little, and they ate a little more.

On the contrary, Yi Sheng ate less food than Di Bai, and after a while, he went to the balcony to pick up Nuo Zhi.

Shen and Qiu didn't know what was said on the phone.

Xingpian saw Yi Sheng pinched the center of his brows as if he was tired, then opened the window for ventilation, and lit a cigarette.

"Mr. Xiao Shen?"

Aunt Liu's voice brought Shen Heqiu's attention back.

"I don't want to eat porridge anymore." Aunt Liu smiled lovingly, "Is the porridge cooked today not very tasty?"

"I also mentioned to my husband that your illness has improved a lot in the past two days, and you can eat something else. Xingqiaoren still thinks you should take care of it."

"It's that doctor Li's suggestion. I'm afraid that letting go of the food all of a sudden will cause a burden to the stomach and so on. I also understand it."

Aunt Liu pushed the plate with vegetables towards Shen Heqiu.

"When you are completely cured, I will make some delicious food for you."

Shen Heqiu poked the thin slices of meat in the porridge with a spoon, then looked up at the balcony.

On the balcony, Yi Sheng was still on the phone, and the sparks from the burning cigarette flickered in the dark.

Mr. Yi is very busy at work, he is worried about his illness, and even told him about his diet...

Shen Heqiu pursed his lips, and he also wanted to ask Mr. Yi what he was up to recently.

Xing Pry never knew anything about those complicated things, and he was always afraid of disturbing the other party's work if he wanted to ask.

Shen Heqiu drank the porridge absently, and just put the last spoonful of white porridge into their mouths, when a man's deep and magnetic voice suddenly came from their ears.

"I haven't finished eating yet—" Yi Sheng hadn't uttered the last word "what" when Shen Heqiu was so frightened that they suddenly choked and coughed violently.

Shen Heqiu was in a hurry to find a tissue to wipe his mouth, his face was hot from coughing, and he took the tissue handed over by Yi Cheng to wipe his mouth, and then he gradually recovered.

Yi Chenggang was also startled, he didn't expect that he could scare people with just a few words, he was patting Shen Heqiu on the back to help him calm down, when he saw the person slowing down, he was helpless: "Why are you so absent-minded about eating? "

There was not even the sound of his footsteps coming, and he didn't know where he was distracted.

Shen Heqiu covered their mouths, coughed twice, and then said dully, "No, it's nothing."

There was a blush on the tips of his ears, and he was too embarrassed to say directly to Mr. Yi that he was absent-minded because he missed you, so he had to deny it ambiguously.

Yi Sheng didn't care, and asked Aunt Liu to clean up the dishes.

"Are you feeling bored at home?" Yi Sheng asked.

He has been annoyed enough by Yi Pengcheng these days. Since he went to Yi's private hospital in Youyuan Street, he has always been whimsical and wanted to take advantage of it. , Stirring the company's projects.

Although the method is clumsy, it is annoying like a mess.

Although he has time to spare, he still thinks about descending Mu Yinjian secretly.

Shen Heqiu was questioned by Yi Cheng, he was indeed a little bored, timid and bored.

Xin Huairen and Yi Sheng said, "On the day I was discharged from the hospital, I said that I would find the violin that was put away before and give it to you, right?"

Shen Heqiu nodded in a daze, he remembered this incident.

He followed behind Yi Sheng in confusion, and was led upstairs to the study.

Yi Cheng turned on the light in the study, and Shen and Qiu saw the violin on the desk clearly in the light.

The reddish-brown paint reflects the arc light under the light. The body of the piano is well-proportioned and upright, with beautiful lines. The strings and bow are in good condition.

Yi Cheng picked up the violin body and bow, and handed them to Shen Heqiu, showing a faint smile: "I found it."

"If you're bored at home, you can play."

Shen Heqiu carefully held the violin in his hand, and asked at a loss, "Give it to me?"

"But it's so tricky!

When they were looking from a distance just now, Shen and Qiu Qiang were arguing about a lot of money.

Now holding it in my hand, I can clearly feel every side of the violin.

Yi Sheng rubbed Shen Heqiu's head, recently he found that Shen Heqiu was less and less repulsive of his contact, so he asked me to give it to you. "

"I don't have a violin, and it can only be used to 'saw wood' in my hands."

"A musical instrument can only play its intended role if it is in the hands of someone who understands it."

Is Shen Heqiu's ether Ψ⒘ 粉骨阿费⒛ Qiao Ant's heart to slander Shaoyue? "

"Now?"

"Well, I want to give it to you..." Shen Heqiu whispered, he moved his fingers a little uneasily, and hooked the bow, "It's okay when you're discharged from the hospital."

He glanced at Yi Sheng's slightly tired expression, and tightened his fingers holding the bow.

The children took the initiative to come here to tease Nuo Yao, and there was no reason why he would not agree.

Yi Cheng smiled and nodded: "Okay, give me an umbrella for those songs!

After Shen Heqiu adjusted the strings, he put the piano on the left clavicle and clamped it firmly, gently supported the neck of the piano with his left hand, and held the bow with his right hand.

He took a deep breath and played the poki pong mat

The gentle and long piano sounds, it stretches in the quiet space, even the flow of air seems to be slowed down by it, filled with the softest and most delicate emotions.

Shen Heqiu closed his eyes, with the faint lights on his eyelashes, fully immersed in the soothing sound of the violin.

Yi Sheng knew that Shen Heqiu had great musical talents, otherwise they wouldn't have become famous in just two years.

Before Xing Xing only sang by Shen Heqiu, and watched his piano performance, but now he can play other instruments with Jiao Shen and Qiu.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that the "other musical instruments" that Shen Heqiu talked about might not just be, such a violin performance level can already step onto the stage of performance level.

Yi Sheng sat on the armchair and quietly closed his eyes in the melody that was as clean and moist as water.

Music can indeed soothe the tense nerves, and it relieves a lot of his headaches that have lasted for several days and recurred due to insomnia.

Those complicated and trivial dark memories that came with the night also faded away like a tide. Even if I couldn't fall asleep, it made me feel much happier and more comfortable.

Shen Heqiu played three pieces in one breath, and he specially picked a piece that is gentle and sleep-promoting, so that Mr. Yi can more or less relax in the music.

He closed the violin and exhaled slowly. He hadn't played the violin for a long time, and his hand felt a little rusty. I don't know if Mr. Yi likes it or not.

Shen Heqiu looked up, only to find that Yi Sheng was leaning on the back of the chair, his eyes seemed to be closed.

He hesitated for a while, but still walked over slowly.

Yi Sheng leaned against the back of the chair with a tired face, his eyes were severely bruised, and he was resting with his eyes closed.

He frowned when he closed his eyes, the gentle smile that Shen Heqiu saw in the past disappeared, and he became irritable and dull, looking more tired than the day Shen Heqiu was discharged from the hospital.

Standing in front of the armchair, Shen Heqiu couldn't help thinking that Mr. Yi might not have had much rest these days.

He always came back in the middle of the night and left early in the morning.

Although I read poems to Mr. Yi every day before going to bed, Mr. Yi also looks like he is asleep...

But why does Mr. Yi look so tired?

Shen Heqiu bit their lower lip, and glanced at Yi Sheng's thin shirt and loose tie.

Although it is approaching the end of spring now, the weather is changing, and the temperature has dropped today.

If Mr. Yi was sick, he might have a fever and a cold like him.

Shen Heqiu thought about it, brewed it in their hearts several times, and mustered up the courage to reach out, trying to wake Yi Sheng up.

Before Xing's fingertips touched it, the man who closed his eyes and rested his mind closed his eyes.

Frightened by the sudden movement, Shen Heqiu instinctively took a few steps back, and slowly blushed under Yi Cheng's gaze.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I want to wake you up," Shen Heqiu said timidly, "I fell asleep here..."

Yi Cheng's eyes were clear, and after seeing Shen Heqiu, his eyes warmed up again, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said softly, "It's okay."

"Thank you Heqiu."

"Hmm..." Shen Heqiu licked their lips, and the panic just now gradually calmed down after seeing the same Yi Sheng as usual.

Yi Sheng was softened by Shen Heqiu's timid little eyes, he glanced at his watch, and it was a little late, so he lowered his voice: "Okay, it's getting late, you're still sick, go take a shower early and go to sleep. "

"What about reciting poems?" Shen Heqiu blinked his eyes twice and asked softly.

"Today's violin is very good. I'll read the poems and show my ignorance! Bizuan Shaojiu Lianchen helped Shen Heqiu open the door, "Okay, go back to sleep. "

"Tuan!

Shen Heqiu was very coaxing and coaxed. Ai Yicheng said so, and he also went back to his room to wash up, and then went to bed.

When Li Tian woke up, Yi Sheng had already gone out, only Aunt Liu was busy with breakfast in the kitchen.

"Mr. Xiao Shen woke up? It's a bit early today. My meal hasn't been cooked yet. Wait a minute, hiss—" Aunt Liu was talking to Shen Heqiu, and she accidentally cut her finger with a knife.

"Aunt Liu?" Shen Heqiu heard the sound and walked over, seeing her wound oozing blood, they panicked.

Seeing that Shen Heqiu was at a loss, Aunt Liu waved her hands: "It's okay, it's just a small injury, I'll stick to it later!

She looked at Shen Heqiu's eyes and kept watching the wound, as if she was very worried, she simply said: "How about Mr. Shen help me get the waxy pure business? Excuse me!

"Medical kit?" Shen Heqiu asked.

Aunt Liu: "In the living room next to the kitchen, the tote is always on the floor!

Shen Heqiu responded obediently, turned around and went to the cabinet in the living room to find the medicine box.

He quickly found a small medical box in the cabinet, which looked like a medicine box, and opened it to take a look.

Shen Heqiu was stunned.

Holding the bottle in his hand, he took out his hand and checked all the bottles and jars inside.

Sleeping pills, sleep aids, sedatives...all of them are medicines for insomnia.

Some of these medicine bottles have been opened, and some have not been opened, so there is no doubt that someone is taking them.

Aunt Liu saw that Shen and Qiu didn't come back with the band-aids, so she thought he hadn't found them, so she walked out of the room.

"Mr. Xiao Shen?"

Shen Heqiu hugged the box and turned around, but before he opened his mouth, he slammed his sword into his mouth, and then opened his mouth!

"That's a special medicine box for Mr., and it's filled with Mr.'s medicine."

The author has something to say: more, dears.

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Both have problems to solve

感谢在2020-12-1222:19:07~2020-12-1317:59:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 123, 1 round belly;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: disassemble my official accessories and send 5 bottles directly to the crematorium; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!