The boss wants me to fall asleep every night

"Mr. Yi's... medicine?" Shen and Qiu were stunned in place, unable to realize what Aunt Liu said for a while.

So many medicines for insomnia are all Mr. Yi's?

"Yes." Aunt Liu replied, and helped Shen and Qiu dig out the real medicine box, and put it next to the small white box just now.

"Mr. used to take these medicines very often. Later, he seemed to say that there was no effect, so he stopped for a while."

Aunt Liu opened the medicine box to find the Band-Aid, and said, "But it seems that Mo is eating again, I don't know very well."

"Okay." Aunt Liu took out the Band-Aid and smiled kindly at Shen and Qiu, "Mr. Shen, just put the things away, and I'll clean them up later."

Aunt Liu took the box from Shen Heqiu, put it back where it was, and then returned to the kitchen to continue preparing breakfast.

Shen Heqiu didn't move, he looked at the small medicine box that had been put back in place.

What kind of medicine is Mr. Yi taking?

Shen Heqiu thought back to last night, Yi Sheng's black eyes, the tiredness between his brows, and the instant sobriety when he wanted to wake him up...

If I really fell asleep and rested, I wouldn't look so tired, and I wouldn't need to take those medicines again.

So the poems he read to Mr. Yi may not have any effect at all. Mr. Yi may still suffer from insomnia, but he just didn't let him know.

Shen Heqiu pursed his lower lip lightly, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.

One of the symptoms of depression is lack of sleep and light sleep, so Shen and Qiu themselves have experienced the pain of insomnia.

It was also because he knew how painful insomnia would be, so he wanted to help Mr. Yi as much as possible. After all, Mr. Yi had helped him so much before.

But... Shen Heqiu lowered his eyes and clenched the silver bracelet with his fingertips. He didn't seem to be helping.

In the next few days, Yi Sheng started to get busy again, got home very late, and never came back for dinner.

Shen Heqiu could only see him when they read poems before going to bed.

Several times at night after reading poems before going to bed, Shen and Qiu wanted to ask, but Yi Sheng, who was leaning on the bedside and seemed to be falling asleep, always made him unable to open his mouth.

This situation continued until Shen and Qiu's illnesses were almost healed, but did not improve, and Yi Sheng's condition even became worse.

Shen Heqiu was worried, and his emotions didn't seem too high.

After dinner today, Shen and Qiu went back to their room.

His condition has gradually stabilized now, and that Dr. Li will come to check on his physical condition every day, and he no longer runs to the villa frequently.

After Aunt Liu finished cleaning at night, he was the only one left in the villa.

The phone rang suddenly, Shen and Qiu Kai glanced at it, it was a text message from Yi Sheng.

"I'll be back late at night, so I don't need to read poetry today, go to bed early."

Holding the phone, Shen Heqiu subconsciously typed a few words on the text message interface, wanting to ask Yi Sheng what time to come back, he can wait.

But he hesitated for a while, and deleted the words one by one, and only replied with the word "good".

Mr. Yi may be busy, he shouldn't bother him.

Shen Heqiu took a shower, lifted the quilt and climbed into bed, lay down and prepared to sleep, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

He hasn't taken antidepressants for a long time, and since his head no longer burns drowsily, it becomes more and more difficult to fall asleep every day, or he wakes up suddenly when he falls asleep.

Shen Heqiu tossed and turned on the bed for a while, and Feng Li closed his eyes and got up from the bed.

He didn't eat much for dinner, so he's a little hungry now.

Shen Heqiu put on a thin coat, walked out of the bedroom, stepped on slippers and went downstairs, planning to go to the kitchen to get something to eat.

When he lived alone in a one-person apartment before, he would often make something to eat by himself.

Shen Heqiu walked down the stairs and found that the light in the living room was on.

Shen Heqiu thought that Aunt Liu forgot to turn off the light, and was about to go to turn off the light when they heard the door of the villa being locked with a click, and then a person walked in from the entrance.

He was startled, subconsciously grabbed the silver bracelet on his wrist, and slowly relaxed after seeing the figure clearly.

It's Mr. Yi.

It must have been raining outside.

When Yi Sheng walked over, there was a faint dampness, and there were crystal drops of water on the tip of his hair. The wet hair lay messily on the side of his face, and some drops of water slid down the hair to his bottom nod.

Not embarrassing, but very sexy.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Yi Cheng stood in front of Shen Heqiu and asked softly.

Shen Heqiu stammered: "I, I'm hungry... I want to eat something."

After he finished speaking, he clenched his fist nervously and mustered up his courage: "You're caught in the rain."

The rain outside wasn't too heavy, and Yi Sheng didn't get wet much, so he smiled indifferently: "Well, I didn't bring an umbrella."

As he spoke, he unbuttoned his suit jacket, took it off and put it on the back of the sofa, loosened his tie casually, loosened his cuffs, and rolled up his shirt sleeves a few times.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you." Yi Sheng rubbed Shen Heqiu's head and told him, "Go to bed after eating, don't make yourself sick again."

Shen Heqiu stared at the water droplets falling on Yi Sheng's cheeks, stretched out his hand without thinking, and helped Yi Sheng wipe it off with his fingertips.

After he finished this action, he realized that it seemed a little strange, and even the way Mr. Yi looked at him seemed to be wrong.

That gaze seemed to be suddenly tainted with scalding heat, making the air almost burnt.

"Yi, Mr. Yi?" Shen Heqiu subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but Yi Sheng grabbed his fingertips.

"Heqiu." Yi Sheng was almost teased out by him.

This kid is so stupid that he doesn't understand anything, but sometimes he can always make some actions that make him almost irresistible to torture him.

Boil frogs in warm water. If the frogs are not yet cooked, the water should boil first.

Yi Sheng took a deep breath before putting away all the turbulent thoughts: "What do you want to eat?"

Shen Heqiu was ignorant, and replied without thinking: "Egg noodles..."

When he lived alone, when he was hungry in the middle of the night, he would cook egg noodles for himself as a supper.

"En." Yi Cheng responded, his dark eyes lowered, looking at Shen Heqiu's pale fingertips in his hands.

"Hands..." Shen Heqiu didn't feel X pain when Yi Cheng pinched his fingertips, but felt X was strange, especially the temperature of the other party's palm was very high, and it was pressed against his slightly cold fingertips, making them feel hot .

"Can you, don't squeeze your hands." Shen Heqiu whispered.

Yi Cheng came back to his senses, saw the confusion in Shen Heqiu's eyes, slowly let go of his hand, and smiled lightly: "Okay."

He changed the subject accordingly: "I'm going to cook the noodles, you sit in the living room for a while."

Shen Heqiu moved his lips, wanting to say that he would also help, but Yi Cheng hit him first: "Good boy."

"Go sit down."

Shen Heqiu sat on the sofa, watching the lights in the kitchen come on, and the sound of the gas stove igniting had a strong homely atmosphere, which made people feel very warm.

The water in the small pot is slowly boiling, and the sound of bubbling and bubbling sounds very warm.

What broke the tranquility was the vibrating sound of the mobile phone.

Shen Heqiu turned their heads on the sofa, and found that the voice came from Yi Sheng's coat hanging on the back of the sofa.

He reached over and took out the vibrating cell phone from his suit jacket.

The caller's name on the caller ID is "Jiang Zhengbo".

Probably Mr. Yi's work.

Shen Heqiu stood up from the sofa, intending to take the phone to Yi Sheng.

His fingers pressed against the screen, and he accidentally tripped over the table leg while walking, and the phone in his hand almost fell out of his hand. Fortunately, he stood still in time and squeezed the phone tightly.

But accidentally touched the answer button.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Zhengbo had just come out of the conference room, and those stubborn h bosses were still arguing in the conference room, so that the meeting would not be suspended first.

He has received a lot of complaints from Lin Chengjun in the past few days, all of which are nothing more than asking him to ask how Yi Sheng's situation is, saying that he is afraid that this workaholic will lose his life.

——"I accompany the boss to work overtime every day, and I, a healthy human being, will have to work overtime and vomit!"

——"I persuaded him to rest and he didn't listen. You, a psychiatrist, go and persuade him. I'm really afraid that he will die suddenly one day."

As Yi Sheng's psychiatrist and friend, Jiang Zhengbo felt that X had to care about his patients.

However, the other person is abroad, and there is a time difference between China and China, so we can only pick a time when both parties are free to make a call and ask about the situation first.

The phone was connected, and Jiang Zhengbo took his mobile phone, went outside, and said lazily, "Master Yi, are you still alive? Lin Chengjun has been complaining wildly to me these days that you are oppressing him. You are a ruthless capitalist." .”

"Has your insomnia worsened again? You haven't had much rest at night, and you've also suffered from headaches?"

After Shen Heqiu accidentally connected the phone, they picked up the phone in a panic and listened to it.

He wanted to say first that he was not Mr. Yi.

But he was afraid of talking heart-to-heart with complete strangers, so he hesitated the moment he wanted to speak, and was preempted by the other party, with no room for intervention at all.

Has Mr. Yi's insomnia worsened?Headache?

Shen Heqiu listened blankly, their eyes unconsciously falling on the busy man in the kitchen.

The light in the kitchen is a faint orange, and when you look at it, you will have the illusion of sunshine, warm and bright.

Yi Sheng's sleeves were rolled up to his forearms, and the muscles in his exposed arms were strong and smooth. Water vapor overflowed from his hands and steamed in the air.

The man skillfully poured the noodles in, and then began to beat the eggs on the edge of the bowl.

Shen Heqiu could only see his tall back that was embedded in the fireworks.

Mr. Yi didn't seem to have any abnormalities, and he couldn't see the pain of the onset of symptoms.

Jiang Zhengbo didn't hear the reply for a long time, so he made a "tsk", thinking that Yi Sheng had a temper with the young master and didn't want to answer him.

But what the psychiatrist did was patience. He didn't get a reply, and he didn't mind, so he continued: "Didn't you say before that you found a starlet, and you could fall asleep listening to the other party's singing? Now what? It's still the same..."

Jiang Zhengbo babbled for a while, but found that there was still no movement from the other side.

"Hello? Hello? You're not going to hang up again, are you? I'm also your psychiatrist..."

Usually at this time, Yi Sheng would give some response, either hang up directly, or say something, but Jiang Zhengbo waited for a while, but didn't get a response, he frowned: "Yi Sheng, are you listening?"

The author has something to say: I am thinking about whether to add a more kissable baby tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

感谢在2020-12-1317:59:41~2020-12-1414:31:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Chen Zexi~3;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Weicao; 3 bottles of Nan'an AC; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!