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"Are you all ready?"

In the smoky chess and card room, someone walked in excitedly, and when he heard the person inside, he responded, "Hey! No problem! Those things have been sent to Fang Yan. After reading it, he probably couldn't help it." Yes, boss, hehe...Let’s just let them kill each other, and wait until they’ve had enough trouble, and then we’ll reap the benefits!”

The man in black stood by the window and chuckled, "I'm afraid Rick didn't expect that either! What happened back then was so wrong."

"That's not right!" The visitor was also smoking a cigarette, sitting at the mahjong table and shuffling the cards, "Boss, how many games shall we play? This is the audio and video data that was acquired after a lot of effort. Let's strike first, and the later ones People probably have to miss out."

"You play!"

The man in black at the window pinched his cigarette and waved his hand against the light, "Call them over and relax for a few days. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it in a few days and see what's happening on the other side."

The harvest this time is really not small, it's a pleasant surprise, but it's a pity—M City is about to calm down again.

The weather is getting colder day by day.

Every winter is the most difficult time for Fang Yan. His body has been completely destroyed more than ten years ago. Li Min has worked hard these years, but he can only maintain the status quo, which is neither good nor bad.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

When Chu Xiaoheng came back from the Painting and Calligraphy Association, he first changed his clothes and teased the stupid dog before going upstairs to find Fang Yan.

Before he reached the door, he heard a severe cough coming from afar.

"He..." Chu Heng stopped in his tracks and asked Fu Sheng, "Does he do this every winter?"

Fu Sheng nodded solemnly.

"Then... what should we do then?"

Chu Heng bit his lip, feeling a little worried, "How did he live before?"

"How can I live?" Fu Sheng shook his head expressionlessly, and rarely said a few words, "I can only endure it."

Chu Heng closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, feeling really sad.

The disaster more than ten years ago destroyed many people's lives, including health, family and future.

How much hope there was, but it disappeared overnight.

Chu Heng was still young at that time, and he actually had no impression of what happened that year. Chu's father and Chu mother protected them very well. Chu Jiao and Chu Mingkun should be more impressed, but at that time In the disaster, no one was harmed.

However, somewhere he didn't know, someone actually accepted the disaster of extinction.

Chu Heng gently opened the door.

"Cough...cough..."

The man was lying beside the bed, coughing out of breath, Chu Heng was startled when he saw this, he quickly walked over, walked around to the other side, and patted his back for him.

"Why are you coughing so badly? Fu Sheng, water!"

Chu Heng half-supported and half-hugged his body, and patted his back in distress. This man was very thin, and he always felt... as if he was about to be slapped badly.

"Cough...cough cough...no...it's okay."

Fang Yan coughed for a long time, until Fu Sheng half-kneeled in front of him and fed a few mouthfuls of warm water, then he eased up a bit, and the arms supporting the bed softened, and he bent down.

Fortunately, Chu Heng was prepared, hugged him tightly, adjusted his posture for him, and let him lie half in his arms.

"Huh? Why is it so hot?"

Chu Xiaoheng embraced the man's body, stunned for a moment, and suddenly said "Oh", "Fang Yan, you... you, you, you have a fever!"

When Fu Sheng heard this, he quickly turned around and asked someone to prepare the medicine.

Fang Yan coughed a little dizzy, heard a familiar voice in his ears, yelling endlessly, his heart calmed down a little, and he squinted his eyes and looked up.

"Cough...Chu Heng," he said hoarsely, frowned his good-looking brows, and there was a bit of doubt on his pale handsome face, "Why does it smell like milk? Hiss...and you are..."

In this position, Fang Yan happened to be resting on Chu Heng's abdomen, and with a slight tilt of his head, he met a huge cartoon dog's head.

"What... what the hell... cough cough..."

The man was startled, pressed his heart and chest, and had some palpitations.

"Ah?" Chu Xiaoheng lowered his head, tugged at the dog-headed pajamas printed on the home clothes, and said triumphantly, "How is it? This is just ordered, and it's the first time I'm wearing it today! Don't you recognize it? Isn't this the one?" Stupid dog!"

He disliked that the pajamas at home were too monotonous. They were either white or black, or blue or purple. He specially asked someone to customize the pajamas according to the photo of the stupid dog. After wearing them, the stupid dog came over for a long time. Woolen cloth!It can be seen that they are very similar.

Fang Yan glanced again drowsily, with disgust in his eyes, "It would be really scary at night."

"That's because you are timid," Chu Xiaoheng stuck out his tongue unconvinced, "I'm going to tell that stupid dog, you said it's scary!"

This man's breath was heavy, his body was hot, and he looked uncomfortable. While arguing with him, Chu Xiaoheng pulled up the quilt and wrapped up the corners.

Unexpectedly, the man stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek.

"Ouch! What are you doing? I didn't see that I was busy... I was busy!" Chu Xiaoheng grinned, shook his head, and tried to break free from the restraint.

"You come in."

The man raised his eyes and fixed on him.

"Ah? What?" Chu Xiaoheng didn't understand.

"Come in! Come in!" Fang Yan coughed angrily, thinking that this guy probably didn't have a bad ear, but a bad brain, "cough... I'm cold, it's useless if you wrap the quilt tightly."

Chu Xiaoheng blinked and pondered for a long time before realizing what this person meant.

Whoops!How can you not obey the beauty's invitation?

He got in with a "snap" and wrapped his hands and feet around the thin body of the man.

"Your body is hot, why are your hands and feet so cold?" Chu Heng muttered in a low voice, knowing that this person was uncomfortable, he didn't make too much fuss, he just touched it with his hands, trying to see what was going on.

"Cough...cough cough..." Fang Yan tilted his head away, covered his lips and coughed: "Don't hug her so tightly, my chest is tight and I can't breathe."

As soon as this guy posted it, a warm feeling came over him immediately, and it was really ironing. He paused for a moment, and without hesitation, he took his cold hand out of this guy's pajamas.

"Oh, don't..."

Chu Heng screamed "Aww".

Fu Sheng hurried in with a thermometer and medicine, "Sir, what happened..."

What greeted him was the man's displeased look and Chu Xiaoheng's innocent face.

"That..." Fu Sheng only felt the chill behind him, but he still bite the bullet, "Third Young Master..."

"Leave it alone!" Chu Heng waved his hand, "I'll do it."

"This..." Fu Sheng hesitated for a moment, seeing that Fang Yan had closed his eyes and his face was full of displeasure after being interrupted, he couldn't help swallowing, "Then I'll go out first, Doctor Li said, and I'll visit you later. "