sweet kiss bitter summer

Tan Chen and Liang Luoan sat in the co-pilot of Tan Chen's car. The seat was comfortable and the car smelled very good.

Liang Luo'an felt that this taste was very calm, a bit like the elite Tan Chen he was not familiar with.

But today's Tan Chen is not a complete elite. He drives his own car on a familiar route, but keeps doing small movements like clearing his throat and sniffing his nose abnormally, as if he is very uncomfortable.

The only difference is that there is one more person in the car today.

Tan Chen opened the car window a little bit, and the wind blew in at high speed through the small slit. It was very noisy and loud, and would keep messing up his hair, so he rolled up the car window again.

But without the sound of the wind, the air in the car became too quiet again, and even breathing seemed to have become a strenuous task.

Tan Chen opened his mouth, glanced at Liang Luo'an who was sitting upright beside him, and then turned back to look at the road. After hesitating, he asked, "Are uncles and aunts okay?" "They are fine."

Liang Luo'an answered in a well-mannered manner.

"Then... What about you?" Tan Chen asked again, "Life, work, etc., and your illness, are you okay?" "It's okay."

Liang Luo'an felt that he was not very good, so he chose such an answer honestly and rigorously.

He paused, then suddenly said to Tan Chen, "Thank you for your concern."

He didn't get angry, and said very sincerely.

Tan Chen clenched the steering wheel slightly, his knuckles turned blue from the force, turned the wheel, and turned a corner at the intersection.

Liang Luo'an felt that it was probably because he needed to complete such an operation very seriously, so he couldn't be distracted and talk again, so the car became very quiet again.

Liang Luo'an felt that she should also say something to ease the embarrassment.

In fact, he seems to have a lot to say to Tan Chen, because in his 27 years of life, only a fraction was not with Tan Chen.

However, he also considered that he and Tan Chen had been strangers for seven years, and it was only the third day of their new acquaintance, so it would be bad to rashly bring up the past.

So Liang Luo'an thought for a long time, and finally asked a strange-sounding question very reluctantly: "Will that girl come to bring you lunch at noon today?" He became a little stupid, not only a little flustered, but also answered irrelevantly: "That girl, she is my sister, Tan Xin, we have all met at home before."

"what."

Liang Luo'an seemed to be a little impressed, and asked again: "What's wrong with her legs?" After asking, he felt that he seemed a little rude, but Tan Chen didn't mind, and explained: "It's the root of the disease from the past, and it will be a little bit awkward when walking in the future. Lame, there's nothing I can do."

Tan Chen sounded a little depressed, and Liang Luo'an began to regret that he had asked such a question just now.

He should learn to be more tactful like an adult, so he said politely: "She has become beautiful, she is different from when she was a child, I didn't recognize it all at once."

"She had been living at my aunt's house before, and I only brought her in a few years ago, and I think she has changed a lot."

Tan Chen said.

"Ah."

Liang Luo'an responded and told Tan Chen that he knew.

But these things all happened when he knew nothing about Tan Chen's life, so there was no way to continue the topic.

When Luo'an was very distressed about the next topic, Tan Chen reached out and turned on the car radio. Although the radio was playing a rather rustic tough guy love song, it was better than no sound, so Liang Luo'an didn't continue thinking about the topic, just like that Listen up.

Just as Tan Chen said, driving to the company was very fast, Liang Luo'an felt the car slowing down slowly, and from the window, they were already downstairs in the company's office building.

Liang Luo'an didn't have his own car, and he had never been to the underground parking lot. He didn't want to go to unfamiliar places, so he didn't want to go down with Tan Chen, and planned to let Tan Chen put him down here.

"it is good."

Tan Chen turned off the radio, "...Let's go."

There was no loud music in the car, but it didn't quiet down either. Only then did Liang Luo'an realize that Tan Chen's breathing became very heavy, as if he was trying his best to endure something.

He turned his head strangely, and saw that Tan Chen was holding the steering wheel with one hand, and pressing the other hand on his stomach. His temples were already a little wet, but the car's air conditioner was working very hard now, so he obviously didn't suffer from the heat. sweaty.

"Tan Chen, what's wrong with you?" Liang Luo'an asked a little panicked.

"It's okay...a little problem."

Tan Chen paused for a while, his breathing stagnated, as if enduring pain, he said to Luo An with difficulty: "You go up first, I'll take some medicine and you'll be fine."

He took out the small white bottle that Tan Xin had given him before going out, and poured two pills into his palm.

Liang Luo'an suddenly thought that in the morning he seemed to vaguely heard the word "stomach trouble" from Tan Xin's words.

As a perennial patient himself, he easily empathized with Tan Chen as a patient at the moment, and kindly decided to help him, as if he was returning the favor he helped him change the data yesterday.

"Let me buy water and medicine for you."

When Liang Luo'an was speaking, Tan Chen was raising his head and had already swallowed the dried medicine, so he thought of another way: "Then, I'll go buy you breakfast and come back, I know it's not far from there. There is a porridge shop nearby, and their porridge with preserved egg and lean meat is delicious."

He deliberately added another condition, trying to persuade Tan Chen: "But if you don't like preserved eggs, I can pick them out for you."

Tan Chen still seemed to be in pain, his forehead rested on the steering wheel, he turned his head to look at Liang Luoan, smiled very haggardly, and asked him: "You haven't eaten breakfast either.

Can we eat together? "Liang Luo'an couldn't answer for a while, because he thought it was very pitiful for Tan Chen to be sick, but now he felt that he seemed to be selling his illness by relying on his illness, a bit aggressive.

Seeing that Liang Luoan was hesitant, Tan Chen didn't force him, but helped him unbuckle his seat belt, and said, "Go up first, don't be late, and protect your perfect attendance award."

Tan Chen's words are very understanding, but this makes Luo An feel a little uncomfortable.

Probably because it seems that he is very selfish, how can he put a person's life at risk for a little attendance award.

Tan Chen's head was still buried in the steering wheel, waiting for the severe pain to be relieved a little bit. At this moment, he heard the sound of Liang Luo'an getting off the car, but he didn't look up.

He felt that his physical fitness was indeed not as good as before. The stomach pain that he could endure before, now made him feel that he had no strength at all.

After a while, the sound of knuckles tapping on the car window clearly rang three times in Tan Chen's left ear.

Tan Chen looked up with difficulty, and found that Liang Luo'an was standing in front of the car window. The moment he saw him look up, he opened his mouth forcefully and moved twice.

Tan Chen's car has good sound insulation, so he only heard a little sound, but judging from Luo An's slightly distorted facial expression, he should have shouted very hard.

"Have a meal!"