honey has fallen

The houses in the village have no yards, and the gates are just outside the room. The sound insulation of the old buildings is quite poor. At night, the couple next door can clearly hear the bed frame in the middle of the night.

Xie Zhou's faint voice came from the crack of the closed door, with a trembling ending and a muffled hoarseness. "Don't knock—" He slid on his slippers, held the door frame with one hand in the square door, and opened the iron door in front of him.

Before Fang Zitong yelled anything, Xie Zhou's eyes slowly widened behind him, a smile appeared on the corner of his weak lips, and he asked in his usual tone, "Why are you here?"

Yan Yihua glanced at his pale face, with fine cold sweat on his forehead, emitting a soft light in the setting sun.The knuckles grasping the door frame turned white from a little force.

The man was indeed ill, and seriously.

"Come and see you." Yan Yihua dispelled his doubts, and walked around the child to support the collapsed Xie Zhou's arm and led him into the house.

Xie Zhou was lying on the bed all the time, and he didn't get up to turn on the light as night fell. If it wasn't for Fang Zitong's desperate slamming on the door like being kicked out by a dog, he wouldn't even plan to get out of bed tonight.

His main room was not up to standard in terms of height and width. The height from the ground to the ceiling was less than two and a half meters. Yan Yihua had to keep his head down under the fan to avoid getting his hair mixed in.The room was dim, and the shadow of the old fan was thrown half-dead on the wall by the twilight coming in from the small window. Several parts of the gray wall were peeled off, exposing the blue bricks used to build the wall inside.

Dim, hot and humid, and stuffy, making the originally small space look even more depressing.

The wrinkles between Yan Yihua's brows deepened, but when he saw Xie Zhou's embarrassed expression, he relaxed a little bit, helped him to sit by the bed, and glanced at the electric kettle sitting on the floor by the wall in the room. It seemed to be the only electrical appliance in the house besides the mobile phone, and asked, "Have you taken your medicine?"

Xie Zhou sat on the bed, with his thin arms stretched weakly on his sides, and his breathing became heavier because of the fever. "Eat." He raised his head, unlike in the past when he was neat and tidy in the office. It was too hot, so he only wore a white undershirt at home. The lower butterfly bone rose and fell with his breathing, and he wore a pair of casual shorts on his legs. The hypertrophy can fit five or six legs of this person, and a few strands of broken hair on the forehead are sticking to the sweat, showing distress everywhere.

Yan Yihua saw such Xie Zhou for the first time, or it was the first time he saw such a real Xie Zhou.In the past, no matter how close this person was, his body was always covered by an invisible shell, Yan Yihua couldn't get in, and he couldn't get out.

Yan Yihua stretched out her hand, and stroked his sickly cheek with the palm, it was still a little hot.Xie Zhou deliberately tilted his head, and rubbed his sweaty cheek softly against the palm of his hand.

Very deliberately to please.

Yan Yihua felt sad in her heart but withdrew her hand calmly. "are you hungry?"

Xie Zhou shook his head, even though he hadn't eaten for two meals, he still didn't have any appetite because of the intermittent high fever and sweltering heat.He looked up and saw that Yan Yihua was wearing a heavy suit. This person never lacked air conditioning in the places he went in and out, and he didn't care about the heat or cold when he dressed. After standing in this room for a while, the tip of his nose was sweating.

"Take off your clothes." Xie Zhou raised his hand and unbuttoned his suit with trembling fingertips.

"I'll do it myself." Seeing that he didn't have much strength, Yan Yihua grabbed his hand and pulled it down, taking off the coat himself.Xie Zhou's house is very simple, it can be called a bare house.There wasn't even a basic hanger for clothes other than the bed and some cardboard boxes.Yan Yihua took off his coat and put it on his forearm.

Seeing through all this, Xie Zhou took the initiative to open his hands and put them into his arms, unfolded them on the bed, folded them and put them neatly on the bedside cabinet.He lowered his eyes and kept his eyes on the suit jacket without taking them back. He asked, "Are you here to find me?"

Both of them were very clear about the ambiguity contained in his words, did they come to him to solve their needs?

Yan Yihua frowned, feeling a little chilled but couldn't bear it, glanced at him condescendingly, and asked calmly, "Isn't there anything else I can do to find you?"

"That's not true." Xie Zhou smiled complacently. "It's just that you shouldn't come to this kind of place."

Yan Yihua deliberately asked, "Where?"

Xie Zhou obviously sensed his dissatisfaction, smiled gently again, and did not continue.He never touched Yan Yihua's brow.

Yan Yihua looked at this man fawning and drawing lines, his mood was as dull and sad as this small dark room.He knew what Xie Zhou wanted to say, that this kind of suburban village should not come.

Those who live in suburban villages should not look for them either.

Silence spread in the small room. At this moment, even the sound outside the house seemed to be stopped by pressing a button. The children stopped making noise, and the continuous shouting stopped. Everything was so depressing.

Yan Yihua lowered half of his eyelids and looked at Xie Zhou who was sitting on the opposite side of the bed. After a minute or maybe more, he raised his hand to touch his forehead and asked, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Xie Zhou said, "It's okay."

As Yan Yihua said, she took half a step back with her right leg, her knees touched the gray concrete floor, and she lowered her head to take off the shoes on Xie Zhou's feet. "You go to bed first and lie down."

His action was obviously beyond Xie Zhou's expectation, and he avoided it with a knee. "I'll do it myself." There was a hint of panic in his eyes, he kicked his feet at each other, he couldn't control the force and the slippers flew out in mid-air, almost jumping onto the face of Yan Yihua who was squatting in front of him.

Yan Yihua lowered her brows and tilted her head slightly, narrowly avoiding the sudden "hidden weapon". Under Xie Zhou's distressed gaze, she bent down and straightened the buckwheat pillow at the head of the bed for him, and put her hands on her shoulders to make people lie down .

"Have a good rest." He pulled the blanket away to cover Xie Zhou's legs.When he was about to get up, he suddenly paused, then lowered his head again, and under Xie Zhou's uncomfortable gaze, he lowered his head and kissed his soft lips, as if a dragonfly had touched water, and it would be parted instantly. "Don't close the door, I'll be right back."

Yan Yihua left. I don't know if it was because he turned on the light before going out or because there was no longer the shadow of standing opposite, Xie Zhou's heart suddenly relaxed.He lay on the bed, turned around slowly, the suit at the head of the bed was very close to the tip of his nose, so close that he could smell Yan Yihua's breath.Xie Zhou shrank back, turned his back to the small window, and looked at the coat on the cabinet that was enough for his one-year rent.

Yan Yihua came back not long after, carrying a half-meter-high corrugated cardboard box in his hand, and after putting cool antipyretic stickers on Xie Zhou, he began to disassemble the desktop fan he had just bought.Get the odds and ends out, move the foam padding and corrugated boxes out to the door.I am quite used to the life here.

After he came back, he lightly lifted the trousers on his knees and squatted on the ground.For the convenience of packaging in the factory, most of the fans are semi-finished products that are not completely fixed. Yan Yihua held the small screwdriver that was given to him and fixed the missing small parts on the fan.

Seeing this, Xie Zhou wanted to get up to help, but without raising his head, he said, "Lie down." Yan Yihua's tone was neither gentle nor cold.Xie Zhou, who is used to observing words and expressions, heard his attitude of not wanting to interfere with him, and lay back obediently.

Yan Yihua squatted on the ground, his suit trousers and shirt were stretched tight with his movements, faintly outlining his tight and tense waist and abdomen muscles. He lowered his head, and the hair that was originally pushed back was hanging down in front of his eyes due to sweat Come, the cheeks are gradually dyed crimson in the heat and busyness.It was too hot, and I used my shirt sleeve to wipe the sweat on my nose from time to time during screwing.

Looking at this scene, Xie Zhou felt as if Snow White had sent Nanshan to burn charcoal.People in the company probably would never have believed in their dreams that Yan Yihua, who had always been cold-faced and heartless, would run to his house and squat on the concrete floor, sweating and twisting screws.

Many talents are interoperable, Yan Yihua installed the fan and brought it over without wasting much time, and let out a very light breath.

There was only the old cabinet in front of Xie Zhou's bed where things could be stored. Yan Yihua casually picked up his suit and threw it on the corner of the bed. Xie Zhou raised his hand but did not have time to stop it.

Yan Yihua took the time to install the fan. Not only was Xie Zhou's house stuffy and hot, there was no electrical appliance, and the walls were peeling off, there was only one socket in the corner.After Yan Yihua connected the power strip, the cable was fully stretched out to be long enough to power on the fan.

The switch was turned on, and smooth wind was blown from the fan blades, blowing on Xie Zhou's face soaked in cold sweat.

Yan Yihua bent down, adjusted the angle to Xie Zhou's position, and switched the mode to shaking his head, then washed his hands with the basin on the rusty washbasin stand at the door, and dried them with Xie Zhou's towel.

Xie Zhou felt much more comfortable after putting on the antipyretic patch. He sat up from the bed and looked at Yan Yihua who entered the door and said, "Thank you." . "Go back quickly, and drive on the road to pay attention to safety."

Yan Yihua walked over, and the small bed creaked and groaned as he sat down. He pushed forward with one hand on the bed, and looked at Xie Zhou calmly. "Can't I stay here?"

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