Hold on, you can't bend!

The two leaned together quietly, the last ray of sunlight outside the window dissipated in the sky, and the moon was just rising, reflecting the whirling wind and shadow.

Zhang Nan said softly, "It seems to be raining."

Fu Yuzheng let out a "huh", regained his senses in the satisfaction of An Ning, estimated the time, and said, "I will remove the ice pack for you."

He got up, and went to turn on the overhead light in the living room first. When the light shadow drifted down, Zhang Nan squinted his eyes.

Seeing that Fu Yuzheng was about to squat on the ground with ease, Zhang Nan made a decisive decision and said first: "I can just lift my legs up."

After speaking, he held his thigh with both hands, slowly raised his foot, and put his injured left foot on the sofa: "Come on, Doctor Fu, please start your performance."

Fu Yuzheng laughed, sat down on the sofa again, put his foot on his lap, slowly untied the straps that fixed the ice pack, observed the redness, swelling and congestion, and asked: "Do you want ointment or plaster? Apply medicine?"

Zhang Nan is eager for knowledge: "Is there any difference?"

Fu Yuzheng calmly explained: "The ointment will take a little longer to take effect, but it won't hurt. Applying the medicine will make you scream, but it will take effect quickly."

Zhang Nan: "..."

It's really... hard to choose.

In the end, Zhang Nan chose the ointment. After all, as an aesthetic artist, he really couldn’t imagine the picture of his facial features distorted and screaming because of the pain of the last medicine, and he couldn’t bear it psychologically; The world is less than 24 hours handsome gay, and he can't stand his complete collapse in front of his boyfriend. If Fu Yuzheng is shocked by his ghostly sad expression, he will dump him after taking the medicine. Where is the reason?

Fu Yuzheng tore off the plastic wrap of the ointment patch, put the gel side on Zhang Nan's swollen and painful area, and said, "Ice compress after an hour."

"Don't be so troublesome." Zhang Nan shook his feet, feeling okay, and said, "Why are you so delicate, it's really a matter, just let it go, and it won't hurt too much."

Fu Yuzheng didn't comment, Zhang Nan asked again: "Have you had dinner?"

It was past seven o'clock when the two of them entered the house, and they tossed and tossed for a long time. At this time, the news broadcast was over. After hearing this, Fu Yuzheng thought about it, unbuttoned the cuff buttons of the black shirt, and rolled up the cuffs by two folds. , asking, "What's in the fridge?"

Zhang Nan saw his intentions, and immediately remembered the only half-box of eggs left in the refrigerator. A picture flashed in his mind, and the scene of Fu Yuzheng's house full of Rang Rang when the refrigerator door was opened appeared again... The comparison between the two sides is too much Tragic, in order to stabilize his glorious image as a "little master of China", he immediately suggested: "Why don't we order takeaway!"

Fu Yuzheng calmly refused: "Unhygienic."

Zhang Nan: "..."

Ah, forgot about the other party's damn cleanliness.

Seeing that Fu Yuzheng walked to the restaurant step by step, his fingers were about to touch the refrigerator door, Zhang Nan decided to put all his eggs in one basket and shouted: "But I want to eat!"

As expected, Fu Yuzheng withdrew his hand, frowning and stood in front of the refrigerator, be patient and persuasive: "Do you know how many food hygiene hazards may exist in a poor-quality takeaway from production and processing to packaging and delivery? Expired and unqualified food is reprocessed, and fried food is repeatedly served on the plate... How many bacteria will breed? After eating, it may cause diarrhea, abdominal pain, and indigestion. When the time comes—"

Zhang Nan opened his eyes slightly, cut off his health science, and asked sincerely: "Then do you know how many bacteria there will be if I cover my feet with shoes and socks for a day without washing them? Didn't you pinch them just now?" Do you have to work hard? I didn't see that you were so disgusted, did you?"

Fu Yuzheng: "..."

It's only because the lights in the room are bright and Zhang Nan has good eyesight, so Fu Yuzheng's face slowly turning livid can be seen in his eyes at a glance. Situation: "Uh...you talk, at least refute me, I'm not used to winning so smoothly."

Fu Yuzheng took a deep breath, walked back to the living room slowly, and stood in front of him condescendingly to satisfy him: "Takeaways must be eaten, but feet are not allowed."

"Hey!" Zhang Nan's "Men Nan Xiao Manga" professionals thought online, and waved their hands without restraint after hearing the words: "It's narrow."

It was only after he finished speaking that he suddenly realized that the words were poisonous, but it was hard to stop.

Fu Yuzheng: "..."

Zhang Nan: "..."

The four eyes met, and the air fell into a strange suffocation for a moment.

The exhaustion that had been quietly forgotten in the back of his mind swept over his nerves again. After a while, Fu Yuzheng sat on the sofa resignedly, took out his mobile phone, and asked tiredly: "What do you eat?"

Zhang Nan tried his best to avoid too obvious twitching of facial muscles, and calmly said, "Kentucky Fried Chicken."

At least... the hygienic standard should pass the test, so that it won't be so difficult for Dr. Fu to swallow.

Fu Yuzheng's finger that slid the screen of the phone paused, and the unspoken words had already reached his mouth, and he swallowed them back into his throat.

That's it, he's tired and doesn't want to fight anymore.

So let's end it, "basic" is "basic".

The "Kaifeng Cuisine" takeaway boy delivered the food very quickly. Zhang Nan and Fu Yuzheng ate a meal of junk food on the coffee table in the living room. They didn't pay much attention to whether they were full or not. Now, both of them have seen the other side of the other side by coincidence, so that each of them is silently puzzled and entangled in their hearts——

What the hell am I looking for?

After eating fried chicken burgers and drinking Coca-Cola orange juice, Fu Yuzheng cleaned up the packing boxes on the coffee table, put them into takeaway paper bags, and prepared to throw them away when he went downstairs.

After eating enough, Zhang Nan's IQ also returned to the right track. When Fu Yuzheng cleaned up the mess without saying a word, he asked, "Are you leaving?"

Fu Yuzheng looked up at the over-designed polygonal metal clock on the wall, and replied, "It's 08:30, you should go to sleep after taking your medicine."

Zhang Nan suddenly had an inexplicable sticky feeling in his heart. He tasted the product and found that it was similar to "not willing to part with it". Oh" uttered.

Fu Yuzheng said, "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning and we'll go to the hospital together. Your feet are so inconvenient."

Zhang Nan seized the opportunity and said, "Why don't you make trouble?"

Fu Yuzheng: "Huh?"

Zhang Nan sat up straight slowly, his fingers unconsciously rubbed the side line of his cotton pants, and it seemed a little difficult to say a complete sentence: "I, I meant that you came to my place from home... ...may be blocked..."

Fu Yuzheng glanced at him, but said nothing.

Zhang Nan sighed, unable to pretend anymore, he simply closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and spread out like a cannonball——

"No...you just leave like this, so you're not afraid that I'll get up in the middle of the night and go to the toilet and fall or something?"

"Besides, it's a problem for me, a handicapped person, to stand up and brush my teeth at night. What if I accidentally die in the shower while taking a bath?"

"I really want to have something good or bad. When I go to the hospital tomorrow, should I go to Dr. Lin first, or can you get me a wheelchair and take me to the orthopedics department?"

He spoke very fast, covering up his panic with ulterior motives like pearls falling on a jade plate. When he finished speaking, he looked up, only to find that Fu Yuzheng's deep and quiet eyes were already full of smiles.

Depend on.

Zhang Nan really felt ashamed this time, so he raised his hand and patted his forehead, and put the back of his hand on his forehead to cover his eyes, and waved his other hand at Fu Yuzheng, with an impatient tone: "Go quickly, late There is access control in the community!"

The eyes were blocked, and the sight was blocked. In a trance, the person in front of him seemed to move.

Zhang Nan suddenly felt a little wronged, quite inexplicable, he hadn't been so sensitive in many years, but after thinking about it, he was in a relationship, he just hoped to spend more time with his boyfriend, to stay for a while... Well not for a while, but what's wrong with that?Why is it that he himself is as excited as a love rookie, while the other party is as calm and rational as a veteran in love?

Why!

So I'm fucking wronged, what's the matter!

However, before the small flame of resentment in his heart burned into a prairie fire, his wrist was lightened suddenly, and the hand resting on his forehead was held. Zhang Nan slowly raised his eyelids, and Fu Yuzheng was squatting in front of him , Seeing him open his eyes and look over, he smiled and said, "You want me to stay?"

Zhang Nan: "..."

No, I don't want to. After all, you are a doctor of medicine, and you may fail in Chinese reading comprehension.

Fu Yuzheng looked into his embarrassing and resentful eyes, and still smiled. Before he could answer, he asked again: "Tomorrow I will go directly to the hospital from your house, should I change my clothes? Do you have anything here for me to wear?"

Zhang Nan silently shifted his gaze to the armrest of the sofa, where the jacket he brought from home after washing was placed there, but...you can't let the majestic "Flower of Gaoling" wear the jacket shirtless, right?

Zhang Nan gasped out of his nose in desperation - he really didn't prepare for anything here.

Fu Yuzheng ignored his awkwardness, and asked again: "You let me stay, where will I live? The sofa, or the studio?"

Zhang Nan opened his mouth and found that he couldn't give a satisfactory answer.

Zhang Nan's own home is no different from his parents' duplex. It is just an ordinary hardcover apartment with two bedrooms and one living room, and one of the rooms was converted into a studio by him at the beginning of the renovation. He didn't pay much attention to it, so the combination of one bedroom and one studio could make him feel at ease when he lived for such a long time.

And how could he have imagined that when he was renovating, this small room of his would welcome a boyfriend who fell from the sky on a certain day in a certain year and a certain month!

Mistake, Mistake.

The studio must not be able to live in, and the boyfriend who rushed over to see me in the evening after a day's business, not only responsible for buying medicine and ice packs, but also cleaning up after meals was placed on a small sofa with a length of one meter and eight Such a thing as sleeping for one night...can't be done by a single person?

What's more, my boyfriend is taller than this sofa.

What's more, the boyfriend is so fucking handsome.

It's over, it's over.

For each item, Zhang Nan couldn't give the best solution. At present, it seems that Fu Yuzheng's slipping home to take a shower and sleep is indeed the perfect choice. Fu Yuzheng convinces people with reasoning. , I had to lower my eyes and nod: "Okay, then you--"

"Then I can only figure it out on my own."

Zhang Nan was taken aback, as if he didn't understand, and in fact he didn't understand: "What?"

It was rare for Fu Yuzheng to be so patient. Facing this person, it seemed that he couldn't be cold and stiff no matter what, and he couldn't say no: "I didn't have a change of clothes or toiletries. I brought them myself. I just kept them in the car. Box—don’t look at me like that, it’s not intentional, I have to go on business trips for technical assistance from time to time, so I’ve developed a habit of putting things away when they’re packed, and I’m ready to go.”

Facing Zhang Nan's stunned expression, Fu Yuzheng asked with a smile, "I'll go downstairs to throw out the trash later, and bring it up by the way, okay?"

Zhang Nan froze for a few seconds, then nodded slowly.

"However..." Fu Yuzheng said again: "I don't sleep in the studio or the sofa. After a busy day away from home, I still have to take care of your injury when I come back. It doesn't make sense to wrong myself so much, so you can only make do with it at night. I squeeze, okay?"

Zhang Nan was still in a daze, the amount of information was too much, he waited for a long time before muttering: "...I, I sleep very honestly, you know..."

"Well, to be honest, I know." Fu Yuzheng sighed secretly, stood up and stretched his numb legs, picked up the takeaway bag on the coffee table, and said, "Then I'm going downstairs, I'll come up to help you later To take a bath."

Before turning around and walking away, seeing Zhang Nan still looking dazed, he helplessly rubbed the top of his hair: "Okay, if your boyfriend is really in the shower because of taking a bath with one foot, it's not embarrassing enough to say it, after all, he's already 24." , has already passed the risk period of premature death."

Zhang Nan: "..."

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