My soul pierces the white moonlight of my crush

Su Yuan watched quietly as his blood flowed out from the vein in one arm, and after the necessary hematopoietic stem cells were separated in the machine, it was injected again from the other arm.

The amazing thing is that apart from the slight pain when inserting the pinhole, there is no special feeling.It's just that the time is a bit long, and he can only stare at the blood pumping out and infusing him boredly, almost falling asleep.

After about three or four hours, the collection was finally over. Su Yuan came out of the operating room, and when he turned around, he saw a young man wearing a mask sitting on a chair.

Song Weiji went overseas three days ago for a two-week filming, and it is said that he would never appear here anyway.

The young man raised his head, the back of his head leaning against the wall behind him, his eyelashes cast a large shadow under his closed eyelids, but it still couldn't cover up the dark circles under his eyes due to exhaustion.

It was just an operation that couldn't be simpler, but he traveled thousands of miles, taking a plane for more than ten hours, just to come back and have a look at him.

There were not many people outside the operating room, only two people were sitting far away.Su Yuan walked over and lightly touched Song Weiji's earlobe.

The moment the hand was held, the young man opened his eyes and looked at him for a while in confusion, his eyes gradually focused.

He kissed his hand through the mask and slowly stood up.

"ended?"

Su Yuan nodded.

"Can you go back?"

"Yeah, the doctor said that you can go back directly. There may be some reactions in the past two days." Su Yuan rubbed his belly, "Not yet, but I'm a little hungry."

"Let's go back and cook for you."

The young man didn't let go of his hand, interlocked his fingers, and led him towards the elevator entrance.

A person came in a hurry, turned the corner, and stopped when he saw them.

He seemed to be running here in a hurry, his forehead was covered with glistening beads of sweat.

Su Zhihong panted, watching Su Yuan and Song Weiji approaching.

"Brother Yuan."

Su Yuan nodded towards him.

"Are you okay... I heard from Dr. Tan that you came here by yourself, so... I want to send you back..." He turned his head and glanced at Song Weiji, obviously he didn't expect him to be here.

Su Yuan said: "No, if you have time, you should stay and take care of your father."

Su Zhihong paused and nodded.

The two walked past him.The elevator door just opened, Su Zhihong's eyes darkened, he bit his lower lip, and rushed over suddenly.

"Brother Yuan!"

"……What's wrong?"

"That... I want to say, before I leave, if I have time, I'll treat you to a meal."

Su Yuan looked at him puzzled: "Is there something wrong?"

"I... I want to thank you on behalf of my family."

Su Yuan smiled faintly: "No need, really no need, you should take good care of Mr. Su, I heard from Dr. Tan that he will stay in the aseptic warehouse for a long time after the operation."

Su Zhihong plucked up his courage and said, "I have something to tell you."

Su Yuan let out an "ah".

The elevator started to scream "Didi", Su Zhihong helplessly let go of the hand blocking the elevator door, and before that, he quickly stuffed a card into his hand: "Brother Yuan, I'll wait for your call."

Su Yuan held the card with the phone number written on it, and noticed the gaze of the young man beside him, and looked at him innocently: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't provoke him."

Su Zhihong's half-twitchy, half-tough attitude seemed to have something to do with him, and he didn't want Song Weiji to misunderstand.

But the young man didn't know whether to be relieved of him or to think that he was charming, so he glanced at him lightly, then turned his head, obviously not paying attention to him.

Su Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

But Song Weiji said: "I don't know you yet."

After returning home, Song Weiji was cooking in the kitchen, and Su Yuan was sitting at the dining table, holding chopsticks in his hand, tapping on the white porcelain dishes, and urged him from time to time: "Aren't you alright? Are you efficient today?" Not high."

It's not that he doesn't know Song Weiji's exhaustion, it's just that the moment he saw him, he suddenly wanted to be willful for a while.

In front of those who love themselves, this should be allowed, right?

In the end, Song Weiji only cooked two dishes, the rice was not yet cooked, and the staple food became the quick-frozen steamed buns and steamed dumplings in the refrigerator.

Song Weiji put the dishes on the table, brought him another bowl of soup, took off his apron and put it on the chair opposite Su Yuan.

Ever since eating Song Weiji's dishes, Su Yuan, who is usually used to ordering takeout, knows the taste. He hasn't tasted his cooking for a few days, so he is naturally gobbling it up now, not to mention he is really hungry.

Just after taking two mouthfuls of rice and swallowing it, Song Weiji suddenly came over and held his face in his hands.

Su Yuan was forced to raise his neck, facing the bright black eyes of the young man, his lips were soon covered.

Tossing and turning, kissing with constantly changing angles made Su Yuan's temperature gradually rise, and a low moan came from his throat. He put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, and raised his hand to hug Song Weiji's neck.

The young man who aroused his interest quickly backed away, and touched the corner of his mouth with his fingers.

"I am leaving."

Su Yuan couldn't react for a moment: "Where are you going?"

"The plane is two hours later, if you don't leave, it will be too late."

While talking, Song Weiji had already walked to the entrance. He picked up the mobile phone and backpack placed on the shoe cabinet, and looked up at him deeply.

"Don't answer Fang Qiong's call, lest he nag you again."

Su Yuan watched him close the door and leave, turned around and continued to chop the rice, put down his chopsticks after chopping for a while, and covered his chest that was throbbing at a certain moment.

Sure enough, half an hour later, I received a call from Fang Qiong.

"Is Weiji with you now?"

Su Yuan was full, and picked up the leftovers on the plate: "Ah, he just left."

Fang Qiong was obviously relieved, and was silent for a moment, and finally couldn't help complaining: "Why do you think he is always like a child? He said he had a headache last evening, okay, I asked him to go back to the hotel to rest first, but he woke up in the early morning I called him to start work, but he wasn’t there! The phone couldn’t get through! I asked Chen Yiyi to check, and he actually bought a plane ticket back to W City. I guess he went back to find you. It took more than 20 hours to go back and forth, not to mention filming Progress, what if he is so troubled and sick? This time I am really going all out, and I have to teach him a good lesson when he comes back!"

After hanging up the phone, Su Yuan took a deep breath.

A few days after that, Su Yuan developed a fever.

Apart from accidents, Su Yuan has never been sick since he was a child, and once he got sick, he would feel a little pitiful curled up in bed.

Zhang Ze came over directly after get off work these few days, seeing his rare and weak appearance, secretly took a few photos from time to time and sent them to Song Weiji.

After all, Su Yuan didn't let him tell Song Weiji about his illness, he was like an underground party.

During this period of time, he and Song Weiji have cultivated a revolutionary friendship.Ever since I heard from Su Yuan that he flew back to see him that day, he didn't know what happened to Su Yuan, but he was quite moved, and even secretly took a few photos of Su Yuan taking a bath to "comfort" him.

It's a pity that the horse's ass was slapped on the horse's leg. The next day, Su Yuan asked him: "Why are you Song Weiji? He asked me to kick you out?"

Zhang Ze was quite aggrieved, thinking that I am afraid that you will be dissatisfied with your desires and hunger and thirst when you are abroad, what a wolf.

But every time I saw Su Yuan blushing sickly and locked in the bed, I felt that my Xiaoyuan was so cute. Wouldn't it be a waste not to share it with someone who cared? Started his espionage career.

But after that, every photo has to be charged, 999 per piece, which is also called "preferential price".

A week later, Su Yuan recovered, and Zhang Ze took him to the only Michelin three-star restaurant in W City, but it really filled two people and he paid more than 2000 yuan.

When Su Yuan watched him pay the bill, he said, "I'm too embarrassed by you."

Zhang Ze patted him on the shoulder indifferently: "Isn't the wool coming from the sheep?"

Su Yuan was puzzled, raised his eyes, and saw Song Weiji's money transfer message on his phone.

Zhang Ze quickly turned off the phone with a guilty conscience.

Based on more than ten years of understanding, Su Yuan immediately knew something was wrong, and grabbed his hand to confiscate the phone.The passwords of the two people's mobile phones have always been interoperable. Su Yuan unlocked the lock directly, and opened the WeChat to check, almost blowing him up.

Seeing his deeds revealed, Zhang Ze did not panic: "Aren't I afraid that he will be too hungry and thirsty and mess around abroad?"

Su Yuan pulled his face and almost crushed him.

Laughing out of the restaurant, he heard a familiar voice as he walked towards the car.

"Brother Yuan."

Su Yuan turned his head to look, and saw a nanny car parked not far away.Su Zhihong stretched out a slender leg from the car and waved to him.

What a coincidence.

Su Zhihong turned his head and said something to the people in the car, got out of the car, and ran towards him in a hurry.

He nodded to Zhang Ze on one side, and then took Su Yuan's hand: "Brother Yuan, how are you doing these days, are you okay?"

"It's good." Su Yuan withdrew his hand indiscriminately, and put it on Zhang Ze's shoulder, "Why are you here?"

Su Zhihong withdrew his hand embarrassingly: "I just passed by and stopped when I saw you on the side of the road."

"Oh, hurry up for the announcement?"

"No, I just made an announcement."

"Is your dad okay?"

"The doctor said that he is recovering well, but he needs to continue to observe."

Su Yuan nodded, he had nothing to say, so he stood and looked at him.

Su Zhihong pursed his lips: "Well... why haven't you called me these few days?"

Su Yuan said lightly: "A few days ago I had some reactions, and I had a fever for a few days..."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Su Zhihong's voice was nervous, "You should let me take care of you."

Su Yuan smiled in embarrassment, and thought to himself, even if he is still Qiao Huai now, he might not be able to ask him to take care of him if he has a fever...

He always felt that Su Zhihong's warmth was weird, even after he left, Zhang Ze asked him: "What's the relationship between you, why do you think it's weird..."

Su Yuan couldn't say anything, he just said, "You think too much."

Zhang Ze thought for a while, but still didn't quite agree with his idea: "I think you should not go when he invites you to dinner. I always feel that this kid is not right. Maybe he also likes you?"

Su Yuan touched his nose.