Warm Water Spirits

The flag that has not sneezed for half a year falls that night.

Xueli played too crazy, hugged her father and cried again, and when she was about to go to bed, Wenwen started to sneeze.The little face is bitter, the nose is red, and the eyes are a little swollen after crying.The spirit is not very good, sleepy.Wenwen blows her nose with a tissue in Wencuo's arms, and whispers to Wencuo not to tell her mother, otherwise she won't be allowed to go to the winter camp.

Wen Cuo felt distressed and was amused, "Then it will get better tomorrow. Otherwise, my mother must know."

The little chin was pressed hard, and after blowing her nose, Wenwen asked for medicine, "Will taking medicine make you feel better?"

Aunt Song brought a thermometer, and it was normal after a test. "Wenwen is young, so she can't take medicine indiscriminately. Later, Auntie will make some ginger water, sweet, to dispel the cold, and maybe it will be all right after covering it tightly for a night of sleep."

Wenwen is very obedient now. After drinking a large glass of water from her father, she immediately got into bed, was pulled to her mouth by the edge, and said obediently: "Then aunt, go cook."

Jiang Yunqi came out of the study after reciting the vocabulary, and saw Pei Zhe sitting on the sofa in the living room flipping through documents, the laptop was put aside, and the screen was dark.

After Aunt Song came out of Pei Zhe's room, she went to work in the kitchen.

Jiang Yunqi looked around and felt that he was not needed anywhere, so he stood there for a few seconds and approached Pei Zhe.

"Brother Pei."

"Ah."

Jiang Yunqi sat cross-legged on the sofa, next to Pei Zhe, but he didn't stick to him, but was very close, and he could lean on Pei Zhe's shoulder by turning his head slightly.Jiang Yunqi took the laptop and pressed the touchpad, and the screen lit up.The screen is full of dense data formulas, combined with precise mechanical drawings, and there are several vertical lines on the right that are similar to annotations.

There are more than a dozen documents opened at the bottom, and the cursor clicks on them. Except for the first few negotiation materials named after the date and country and all English documents, the titles of the remaining few texts are simply bible, such as "eddy current lift" and "sensing measurement" , There is another word that Jiang Yunqi doesn't know, "coupling" in "decoupling and manipulation".

Jiang Yunqi put down the laptop in awe, not daring to move around, but when the screen was about to go dark, he helped a little to keep the screen always on.

Pei Zhe noticed Jiang Yunqi's movements and smiled, "There's no need to guard like this. It will be dark when it's dark. Will the background settings work? You can also set the screen to always be on."

Jiang Yunqi didn't set it up, but held Pei Zhe's laptop and muttered, "Then I won't be able to use it at all..."

Pei Zhe turned his head to look at him, with a speechless expression that could not guess what Jiang Yunqi was thinking. He paused for a moment and asked, "Have you finished memorizing the words?"

Jiang Yunqi nodded, proudly: "It's all over."

"Go to sleep after recite."

Pei Zhe took the laptop out of Jiang Yunqi's arms without much effort, and couldn't help laughing angrily after thinking about it: "It's really promising. It's useless if you don't click and go?"

Jiang Yunqi didn't refute, hugged his knees, hesitated for a while and said, "Then when will Brother Pei go to bed?"

Pei Zhe remembered sleeping with Jiang Yunqi tonight.

It doesn't matter when a person sleeps alone, but tonight he has to cooperate with Jiang Yunqi's work and rest, and going to bed late will affect Jiang Yunqi.

"Sleep in a while. Go take a shower. Don't dawdle."

"Okay." Jiang Yunqi was about to go back to the room when Aunt Song stopped her.

"Yunqi, come over and drink some ginger soup. It's on the table. I'll bring it to Wenwen. Wenwen has a cold, so don't catch a cold."

"Wenwen has a cold?" Jiang Yunqi braked halfway and turned around to follow Aunt Song to Pei Zhe's room. The little girl was jumping and jumping a moment ago, why did she catch a cold, "I'll see too—"

Wen Cuo just came out at this time, and after letting Aunt Song in, he closed the door, stood in front of Jiang Yunqi and said, "Don't go in, Yunqi. In case of infection, it is not a trivial matter. No matter how serious the cold is, Wenwen will be cured by hanging water, you But you're going to be hospitalized."

In the last explosion in Suihu that year, Jiang Yunqi inhaled too many harmful foreign objects in his lungs, and he was only 12 years old at that time, so even Wencuo was not sure if he could be saved.

After the dangerous period, Pei Zhe chose conservative treatment.After that, Jiang Yunqi was in a coma for three years.These three years can be regarded as the best treatment period to ask God for it.No less than [-] times of large and small surgeries and lavage operations were performed, and at least one life was saved.But it is true that the entire lung organ is more fragile and susceptible to infection than ordinary people. A cold can easily expand into tracheal obstruction inflammation, and it takes a week to be hospitalized.

Although the situation has gradually improved as Jiang Yunqi grows up, his immunity improves, and his family has taken care of him in every possible way in the past few years, but after all, the foundation is there, and there are still risks.

Wen Cuo has personally experienced all the treatments for Jiang Yunqi, and he knows what Jiang Yunqi's current condition is better than the people present.

Pei Zhe got up and walked over at this time, glanced at Wencuo, lowered his head and said to Jiang Yunqi: "Be obedient. Go drink some precautions."

"Wenwen is fine. She can be alive and well overnight." Wen Cuo smiled and said to Pei Zhe, "Don't report to his mother, or someone else will tell you."

Jiang Yunqi was actually a little depressed, but he didn't say anything. He turned around and sat back at the table to drink ginger soup quietly.

Wen Cuo watched Jiang Yunqi go back to his room, went into the kitchen and poured himself a bowl of thick ginger soup, and said to Pei Zhe, "Would you like some too?"

Pei Zhe shook his head, "No need."

"That's right. A small cold is nothing to you. I have to pay attention, this period of time is full of nights, and if you catch a cold again, Pei Yue will miss me."

Wen Cuo finished his drink in a few sips, washed the dishes and put them on the shelf. As he walked out, he said, "We haven't had a good chat yet. Is the end of the year busier? There are still two months to celebrate the new year. Pei Yue said that this year's turn I stayed at your house, do you have time to come back?"

Pei Zhe closed his laptop and sorted out the documents, "There should be. A meeting has been delayed, and it is estimated that it will be postponed to the beginning of next spring."

"Where is Yun Qi? How is this kid's grades recently? The college entrance examination will be in June."

Pei Zhe smiled, "The important thing is to participate."

Wen Cuo also laughed, "It's not bad to barely make it up to the third year of high school. Let's take the college entrance examination according to fate."

"I hope he's healthy and safe, makes some friends and is happy."

"Ms. Liu still said he was withdrawn? Wouldn't make friends?"

From Pei Zhe's words, Wen Cuo remembered that Pei Yue took Pei Zhe's place at Jiang Yunqi's parent meeting.Teacher Liu, the class teacher, has some opinions about Jiang Yunqi's inability to integrate into the class.Pei Yue was very embarrassed, so she came back and told Wen Cuo, but Wen Cuo felt nothing.

Seeing that Pei Zhe didn't deny it, it seemed that this was the case again.

Wen Cuo frowned and said, "These class teachers are really lenient. You can't make up your own mind if you make friends or not? Besides, there are so many people in a class, and everyone has to pay each other? I think Wenwen has too many friends! Don't you I know, this ancestor is at home, and at night he calls his girlfriends from all walks of life, and he can call her mother to cut the phone line."

Pei Zhe couldn't help laughing, "Yun Qi is playing games, but I have already confiscated his mobile phone."

Wen Cuo couldn't believe it, "He didn't make trouble with you?"

Pei Zhe thought for a while, then said lightly, "No."

Wencuo: "..."

The sound of the room door opening and closing.

The two turned their heads and saw Aunt Song coming out of Pei Zhe's room.

"I think it's better. It's going to be sweating."

Wen Cuo thanked him, and turned his head to encourage Pei Zhe: "We're all asleep, why don't we go out for a drink? You don't have to drink, just drink with me."

Pei Zhe ignored him, turned and went into the study.Wen Cuo followed in and closed the door, as if he had something to say.

"It doesn't really matter whether Yun Qi makes friends or not."

Pei Zhe turned his back to Wencuo, stopped his movements, and realized that there was something in Wencuo's words.

Wen Cuo stood in front of the bookshelves and looked at the rows, and thought for a while: "You should know the environment he grew up in. At that time, his relationship with his peers was completely different from the relationship he has with his classmates now."

"Even if he can't remember it, the tense, cruel, killing and betrayal relationship with his peers may still make him subconsciously wary of his peers."

Wen Cuo took out a book from the bookshelf, opened the title page and the table of contents, "Since he was conscious, he was trained as a deadly weapon. Do you think there is friendship between weapons?"

"They have nothing. They only have goals."

Pei Zhe walked to the desk, and Jiang Yunqi's homework was neatly arranged.

The Chinese composition barely wrote a few lines, and the topic was about seeing the big from the small, and knowing the autumn from a leaf.It can be seen that Jiang Yunqi has serious thinking, but his thinking falls on paper, just a few scattered thoughts, without any supplementary examples.It's just that knowledge is poured into it and copied out as it is.

Pei Zhe remembered Jiang Yunqi's state when he was playing games.Quick thinking, surprising tactics, and comprehensive command... If there is no shadow of Jiang Yunqi in the past, Pei Zhe can't convince himself.

"...Of course, this is what we as doctors evaluate and measure from a scientific point of view."

Wen Cuo put the book back, walked up to Pei Zhe and patted Pei Zhe on the shoulder, "The existence of mental inertia does not mean that it cannot be changed the day after tomorrow."

"Pei Zhe, you are already very patient. But you need more patience with Yun Qi."

No one spoke in the study for a moment.

Wen Cuo picked up Jiang Yunqi's composition and recognized it at first sight, "The writing is good, very similar to yours."

Pei Zhe was slightly taken aback.

Details too remote to be known only to bystanders.

Aunt Song came in with a quilt and pillow.

Jiang Yunqi moved his quilt and pillow inside, and then helped Aunt Song spread Pei Zhe's quilt.

"Did you drink the milk?" Aunt Song took away Jiang Yunqi's hand pulling the quilt, "Go and drink it, or it will be cold. You have a lot of strength, look at how you pulled it?"

Jiang Yunqi laughed, "That's because Auntie is too weak!"

Aunt Song stared at him, "Go and drink."

Jiang Yunqi was standing in the kitchen drinking milk, and noticed that Wen Cuo came out from the study and went into Pei Zhe's room to see Wenwen. After a while, Pei Zhe also came out, and then he and Jiang who were wearing Pikachu pajamas drank milk slowly. Yun Qi looked at each other.

Under Pei Zhe's silent and slightly serious gaze, Jiang Yunqi speeded up his drinking.

When he finished drinking without panting, Jiang Yunqi stuck to Pei Zhe and entered the room, like a yellow tail, "Brother Pei".

"Ah."

Pei Zhe went into the bathroom to take a shower, and Jiang Yunqi went in to brush his teeth.

While brushing, she prepared to peek at Pei Zhe undressing.

"Go to sleep." Pei Zhe untied the watch from the shelf, rubbed Jiang Yunqi's hair, "Where should we look?"

Jiang Yunqi's ears were red, but his face was not red at all. He was very frank and muttered: "I haven't finished brushing my teeth yet", and then whispered: "I didn't look anywhere...they are all the same, what's so interesting..."

But when Pei Zhe was about to take off his clothes, Jiang Yunqi ran faster than anything else, like lightning, and immediately regretted running out, lying on Pei Zhe's quilt and moaning.

Just a little bit!hatred!

It's easy to see and dream!hate hate!

When Pei Zhe came out of the wash, he saw the yellow lightning sluggish. He looked up and down at him, and lowered his head, humming and reciting ancient prose.

"Sleep." Pei Zhe took away Jiang Yunqi, who had to memorize ancient poems in the college entrance examination, "It's not that hard work. Get up early tomorrow and then memorize."

Jiang Yunqi obediently snuggled into bed, turned to watch Pei Zhe turn off the light and lie down.

With a snap, the world fell silent.

Jiang Yunqi stared at the ceiling, smiling slowly.

Xiao thought about it for too long.

The boundaries are the most blurred at this moment, so blurred that I almost can't tell whether this is a secret love or a clear love.

The happiness lasted for a long time, and Jiang Yunqi suffered from insomnia for the next hour or so due to the excessive excitement of the brain nerves.

Pei Che seemed to be asleep.

Jiang Yunqi, who was blowing up a firework in his head for a while, boldly propped up his upper body slowly, and after his eyes adapted to the darkness, he stared at Pei Zhe without blinking.

The incomparably strong sense of security at the beginning fermented inch by inch in time, mixed and entangled in the mind, and finally, in a sneaky and secretly delighted kiss, it turned into the most sincere love.

As long as I think about it, I was the first to get drunk.

After holding on for too long, his arms were sore and a little cold, so Jiang Yunqi lay down on the pillow instead, and never tired of watching Pei Zhe.

The room was so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing.The wind outside the window stopped for a while, and the curtains were tightly drawn, wondering if the snow was still falling.

As soon as his thoughts turned away from Pei Zhe, he felt sleepy.

Jiang Yunqi yawned and slowly closed his eyes.

Another meeting.

Pei Zhe opened his eyes.

Pei Zhe once again confirmed a fact: 19-year-old Jiang Yunqi is really difficult to understand.

Pei Zhe turned to look at Jiang Yunqi.

Half of his body was sticking out of the bed, his arms were folded on the pillow, his head was tilted on his elbow, and he was in a deep sleep.

When I touched it, the shoulders that had been exposed for a long time did not feel any heat at all.The back of the neck is also cool.

Pei Zhe frowned, trying to pull up the quilt.But Jiang Yunqi slept late, and would sleep like a dead man, with the quilt under his body, and he couldn't move it no matter what.Pei Zhe didn't want to wake him up, lest there be another round of staring ceremony when he woke up.

I can only take care of my quilt.

Jiang Yunqi, who fell into a sweet dream, was completely driven by instinct, he was very good at warming up to avoid the cold, and as soon as Pei Zhe's hot bed showed a corner to him, he took the initiative to shrink his shoulders and snuggle into it.

The cold, skinny shoulders pressed against Pei Zhe's warm chest, and Jiang Yunqi immediately relaxed a lot.Having suffered from the cold outside for a long time, he felt contented, and in the next second, his head was buried in it.

Afraid that he would suffocate to death, Pei Che clasped Jiang Yunqi's neck and lifted it up a little bit, like catching a rabbit, wanting him to lean on his shoulder.

But in the next second, Jiang Yunqi was not happy, and hummed "Brother Pei" - even in his dreams, he knew who would be the most effective.

Pei Zhe withdrew his hand, couldn't help laughing, and didn't touch Jiang Yunqi again.

In the middle of the night, Pei Zhe guessed right, and Jiang Yunqi woke up bored.

But it's still a long way from real sobriety.

He gasped a few times in his sleep, and Jiang Yunqi couldn't breathe well.Pei Zhe quickly woke up, and without hesitation, he pulled Jiang Yunqi's head from his chest.

The temperature outside the quilt was significantly different from the temperature on Pei Zhe's chest. Jiang Yunqi quit, feeling cold, and half-opened his eyes, thinking he was dreaming, so he stretched out his hands and kicked his feet into Pei Zhe's quilt.

Pei Zhe was worried that Jiang Yunqi would catch a cold because of such a big noise, so he could not help but pick up Jiang Yunqi's quilt and cover his back with his backhand, laughing in a low voice, "Sleep so dishonestly?"

The hands and feet were bound tightly, and the next second fell into a dream again.

Pei Zhe looked down.

After a while.

"Brother Pei... hug me..."

There were two grunts in the ear.

Mixed together, it is not very clear.The breath is very hot, I don't know whose temperature it is, maybe it is too close, and the temperature transmission has increased.

It was only after Pei Zhe realized that his heart skipped a beat for a moment.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Pei Zhe has not fallen asleep.

Jiang Yunqi fell asleep, his wrapped arms loosened, and his forehead was still resting on Pei Zhe's shoulder.

After a while, Pei Zhe stretched out his arms to hug Jiang Yunqi.