I'm old, so cute

The rain outside the window was still overwhelming.

Standing by the window, Xing Bailu replied to Zhang Qingyou. He said that their car was stuck on the elevated road, and asked Xing Bailu if he was also stuck on the road.

Xing Bailu replied to him: "Aunt Tong's car is on a low floor, so I dare not drive it. We will live in a house near Yan Qiao's school tonight."

It took Zhang Qingyou a while to reply: "Damn!"

The phone vibrated again, this time it was Fang Conglin.

After Xing Bailu and Yan Qiao got together, they exchanged contact information with Fang Conglin, but they didn't contact each other.

Fang Conglin: "Senior Xing, you can rest assured that I will take care of Zhang Qingyou."

Xing Bailu thought to himself, I don't feel at ease with you around, right?

Fang Conglin: "Okay, don't drag him around for a chat, just go find Lao Yan when you are free."

Xing Bailu: "..."

It happened that Yan Qiao came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. He wiped his hair and asked, "Have you agreed with the family?"

"Ah."

"Then go in and take a shower, don't catch a cold." Yan Qiao handed him the clothes that Tong Qian found out for Xing Bailu on the bed, "That blue towel is new, you use that one."

Xing Bailu nodded and walked into the bathroom. Yan Qiao just took a shower, and the whole bathroom was filled with the smell of his usual shower gel, which was very familiar and pleasant.

Xing Bailu put down his clothes conveniently, and as soon as he walked into the shower, he saw an unopened bottle of coconut-scented body wash next to Yan Qiao's body wash, which was his usual brand.

Xing Bailu was a little surprised, and looked back. In the shower room and on the sink outside, his favorite coconut-scented toiletries were everywhere, all of which were new, obviously not used by Yan Qiao himself.

Is it for him?

When did you prepare it?

Obviously not today, after all, no one knew that they would be trapped here because of a heavy rain.So Yan Qiao bought these things very early and kept them here.

Just wait until one day he can use it, right?

Xing Bailu felt his throat a little sore, how could anyone take him so seriously?

He took a bath and washed his hair, and his whole body was covered with the fragrance of coconut.

Open the door and go out, there is no one in the room.

There was a hair dryer on the table by the window, with a piece of paper under it.

"Go downstairs to buy something and remember to blow dry your hair"

The inscription is the signature of "Yan Qiao".

Xing Bailu walked into the living room and found that Tong Qian had also gone downstairs together.

The rain outside the window was a little less than before, Xing Bailu lay down on the window and looked down for a while, basically he couldn't see anyone walking around in the community.

He quickly dried his hair, and then heard the sound of the combination lock opening outside.

Xing Bailu ran out, Yan Qiao and Tong Qian came back with something, he hurried over to take the thing from Tong Qian's hand, it was quite heavy.

"Have you gone to the supermarket?" Xing Bailu asked.

Tong Qian nodded: "Yes, I saw that the rain was getting lighter, so I hurriedly called Qiao Qiao to buy some. According to the weather forecast, it will be even bigger at night. The refrigerators here are all empty. If we don't buy them, we will starve It's gone." She squeezed her arms and complained, "The supermarket is really crowded, and I'm sweating again!"

Xing Bailu hurriedly said: "I'll go with Yan Qiao for this kind of thing."

Tong Qian smiled: "Okay, you and Qiao Qiao will go next time. I have to wash it again, Qiao Qiao, and you have to take a shower again."

"Understood." Yan Qiao put the things in the kitchen, and said proudly to Xing Bailu when he came out, "I also bought a roast chicken when I came back, and I will eat more later in the evening."

In such a heavy rain, he even ran to buy roast chicken!

Xing Bailu urged him to take a bath.

Yan Qiao took a long time to wash this time, so Xing Bailu picked up a magazine on the coffee table and casually flipped through it.

"This summer vacation is only for one month?" Tong Qian's voice came.

Xing Bailu responded: "Well, next semester will be a third year, and we have to go back to school early to make up classes." He followed Tong Qian into the kitchen to help wash the vegetables.

Tong Qian stopped her and said, "You don't need to do anything. Auntie is used to being alone in the kitchen. Instead, you make me feel in the way."

Xing Bailu was a little embarrassed.

Tong Qian smiled again: "Then you stand at the door and chat with me."

"Ah."

Tong Qian sorted the dishes into the dish, and said: "The school will announce the final results when you return to school. This is to let you relax for a month. After all, you really have to go all out after you are promoted to the third year of high school."

Xing Bailu nodded: "That's how I should think about it, will Yan Qiao still make up lessons this month?"

Tong Qian turned on the faucet and began to wash the vegetables: "No more, his father and I want him to rest and relax for a month. His grandfather hasn't seen him for a long time, and he has called several times to urge him to go back."

Is Yan Qiao going back to Ninghai?

Xing Bailu subconsciously asked, "When are you going back?"

"Well, just these two days."

Xing Bailu's hanging fingers squeezed slightly, Yan Qiao's home is in Ninghai, shouldn't he go back on vacation?

"What are you talking about?" Yan Qiao's voice came.

"It's nothing." Xing Bailu turned around, and Yan Qiao came over.

He put on a loose cotton T-shirt, and leaned towards Xing Bailu just like that. It was no longer the fragrance of the shower gel before, but this time, Yan Qiao was also wrapped in the fragrance of coconut.

Xing Bailu instinctively raised his eyes to look at him.

He realized something, leaned over slightly, and asked with a smile, "Is it fragrant?"

Xing Bailu smiled lightly.

At dinner time, the rain outside picked up again.

Even with the doors and windows closed, the sound of the rain was still very loud, and there was even a "bang bang" sound when it hit the window.

"Fawn, eat more, just like at home, don't be polite." Tong Qian said softly.

Xing Bailu responded.

Yan Qiao muttered, "It was originally my home."

Xing Bailu glared at him, and he smiled nonchalantly.

Tong Qian made a sauce and sprinkled it on the grilled chicken. It tasted even better. Xing Bailu praised it many times, and Tong Qian couldn't stop laughing.

"Listen to how sweet Xiaolu's mouth is." Tong Qian complained to Yan Qiao, "You have to praise me every day from now on!"

Yan Qiao said helplessly, "Isn't Dad boasting enough?"

Tong Qian said: "Who listens to too many nice words?"

Yan Qiao smiled.

After dinner, Xing Bailu and Yan Qiao helped clean up the dishes.

Tong Qian said suddenly: "Just let Qiao Qiao sleep on the sofa at night."

Yan Qiao froze for a moment.

Xing Bailu hurriedly said: "No need to be like this, auntie, Yan Qiao can also sleep on the bed together." After all, when Yan Qiao slept at his house last time, he didn't sleep on the sofa either.

Yan Qiao nodded immediately: "That's right, my bed is so big, why can't we sleep on it together? And this sofa is not comfortable to sleep on at all, so I don't want to sleep on it."

Later, Tong Qian dragged Yan Qiao to the kitchen and didn't know what to say.

Yan Jicheng called Tong Qian and said that he was worried about Tong Qian and Yan Qiao after seeing the news about the heavy rain in Tongcheng.

Tong Qian held the dishcloth in one hand, while talking on the phone with Yan Jicheng in the kitchen.

Xing Bailu and Yan Qiao avoided entering the room.

"What did Auntie tell you just now?" Xing Bailu sat down and asked.

Yan Qiao said vaguely, "Let me not grab your quilt at night."

Xing Bailu sneered.

Of course Tong Qian wasn't talking about this, she said Xiaolu was still young, she asked Yan Qiao to exercise restraint and not do anything out of line.

Then Tong Qian's words kept echoing in Yan Qiao's mind, and every time he thought about it, he couldn't help thinking about those outrageous things.

Go crazy!

"Yan Qiao? Yan Qiao!"

"Huh? What?"

Xing Bailu crawled over from the other side of the bed and said, "Dayouzi and Fang Conglin are still trapped on the elevated shelf, asking us to play mahjong, do you want to play?"

Yan Qiao nodded blankly: "Oh, good."

The four of them connected with each other.

Zhang Qingyou complained for a long time over there, feeling that being with Fang Conglin was too unlucky.

Zhang Qingyou then asked Xing Bailu what he had for dinner.

Xing Bailu was ashamed to say that Tong Qian cooked a big dinner.

Fang Conglin couldn't help but said: "Most of the snacks I have hidden are saved for you, isn't it good enough for you, senior?"

Zhang Qingyou said unconvinced: "If you don't pull me, I will lie comfortably on Yan Qiao's bed with Xiaolu now!"

Yan Qiao: "...Then where am I going?"

Zhang Qingyou: "..."

Fang Conglin said aggrievedly: "I'm not even willing to eat, my stomach started fighting."

Zhang Qingyou's voice finally changed: "Are you okay? You don't have a stomachache, do you?"

Fang Conglin immediately smiled and said: "Hey, I'll treat you as your next home in a while, and I won't be hungry if you feed me a few more times."

Zhang Qingyou: "..."

Xing Bailu: "..."

Yan Qiao couldn't take it anymore and interrupted: "Do you want to play or not? If you don't play, you will quit."

"Play around." Fang Conglin complained, "What's the hurry, it's started."

It was almost nine o'clock in the evening when Zhang Qingyou's car got off the elevated road.

The mahjong game is over.

Yan Qiao couldn't help but said, "Fortunately, we didn't get on the elevated highway. We haven't eaten until this point. Your stomach will definitely not be able to take it."

Xing Bailu looked at him quietly, thinking that he was going back to Ninghai soon, suddenly a little sad.

I just finished the final exam, I don't have homework today, and I don't need to review. It will be very boring after ten o'clock.

Xing Bailu swiped Weibo for a while, and then heard Yan Qiao say: "Stop playing with your phone, I finally don't have to read the questions today, just rest your eyes."

Yan Qiao has tasted the pain of not being able to see, so now he is very concerned about his eyes, and he doesn't even think about myopia. When he saw Xing Bailu staring at the phone for a long time, he wanted to lock his phone screen.

Xing Bailu pressed his eyes, he was indeed a little tired, so he put down the phone and said, "Let's turn off the lights and go to sleep."

The lights in the room went out, and the surroundings became quiet for an instant, and it seemed that the sound of the rain outside the window was getting louder.

Xing Bailu lay on the bed for a while, thinking about Yan Qiao's leaving, he called him subconsciously: "Yan Qiao?"

"Huh?" Yan Qiao didn't fall asleep, he was still thinking about Tong Qian's words, when Xing Bailu called him, he swallowed subconsciously.

I want to hug him, I want to kiss him, I want to...

Yan Qiao, restraint, restraint!

Xing Bailu whispered, "Yan Qiao, I want to sleep with you."

Yan Qiao: "..." Damn it!

His mind was a little out of control: "Aren't we sleeping together now, falling asleep?"

After finishing speaking, the mattress moved, Xiao Lu leaned over and got into his arms directly.

Yan Qiao secretly took a breath, suppressed his emotions and asked, "What's wrong, baby?"

"I want you to hug me to sleep." Xing Bailu's voice was tired.

"Oh..." Just hugging and sleeping?

Yan Qiao looked down, and the person in his arms had really closed his eyes.Yan Qiao hurriedly tried his best to calm himself down, lifted the quilt over his shoulders, and hugged him with his arms around him.

The sound of rain outside the window was still there, and the breathing of the young man in his arms gradually became gentle and gentle. Yan Qiao hugged him a little tighter, kissed his lips softly, then put his cheek against his forehead, and closed his eyes.

This rain continued until the early hours of the morning, and then it seemed to be covered with snow.

It's only November, and this year's winter seems to have come very early.

Yan Qiao's hand fumbled out of the half-opened window, the cold wind was blowing the sleet, and the back of his hand was cut with pain.

It was past six o'clock in the morning when the deer came back.

He let him go last night, he really left, and he didn't know where he went at night.

Did you go to see Lu Mingjia?

He heard the aunt at home call "Mr. Xing", and said: "Boss Yan is in the room, Mr. Xing, you..."

The second half of the sentence is a little hard to hear.

Soon, footsteps approached, followed by the sound of the door being pushed open.

The footsteps paused at the door for a moment, then accelerated.Someone pushed the wheelchair under Yan Qiao, and he was moved away from the window, and the window that poured rain and snow into the house was pulled shut.

Xiao Lu's voice was full of anger: "Who was in charge of Mr. Yan's room last night? The window is just open like this? Do you all want to do it?"

The aunt at the door was so scared that she kept apologizing.

Yan Qiao raised his chin when he heard the sound. He couldn't see it, but he could feel that Xiao Lu was still angry. He seemed to be very angry today.

The wheelchair was pushed forward, and Xiao Lu reached out to shake Yan Qiao's hand.

"Why is it so cold?" Xiaolu's hand touched Yan Qiao's leg again, "You didn't sit by the window all night, did you?"

Those hands then passed through Yan Qiao's armpits, and helped him onto the bed.

Yan Qiao raised his hand to hold his arm, and asked in a low voice, "Where did you go last night?"

Xiao Lu paused for a moment, did not answer, and carried him to bed with a sigh of relief.

"Xiaolu." Yan Qiao took his hand, "Where did you go last night?"

Xiao Lu still didn't answer, the quilt was covered on Yan Qiao's body, Xiao Lu leaned over to tuck the corners of the quilt for him again, Yan Qiao was still shivering from the cold wrapped in the quilt.After a while, Xiaolu lifted the quilt and got in again, reaching out to hug his cold body.

The aunt didn't dare to come in, and when she helped close the door, she turned up the heating in the house.

After a long time, Yan Qiao's fingers were so cold that he couldn't feel the sting from being pricked by a needle, and his whole arm was numb.

The person beside him hugged him tighter again, lowered his head and asked, "Is it better?"

Yan Qiao didn't speak.

He said again: "Yan Qiao?"

Yan Qiao suddenly reached out and groped to hold his face, then kissed him hard.

"Uh... Yan..."

Yan Qiao didn't give him a chance to speak, and reached out to grab his waist and press him on the bed. He kissed him a little rough, mixed with biting and venting his anger.

Xing Bailu had already fallen into a dream in a daze, dreaming that he would see Yan Qiao off on the day he returned to Ninghai.

Yan Qiao had already opened the door to get in the car, but suddenly turned around and rushed towards him, hugging him tightly.

"Um……"

Xing Bailu originally wanted to say that the hug was too tight, his ribs were almost broken by him, but he couldn't speak after several attempts.

Yan Qiao never let go, Xing Bailu tried to push him away, but he suddenly tightened his arms.

Xing Bailu woke up suddenly.

Only then did he realize that it was not a dream, Yan Qiao really hugged him so tightly that he was almost out of breath.

"Yan Qiao, you hug me too tightly." Xing Bailu struggled.

The person beside him suddenly turned over and pressed him down. Before Xing Bailu could react, Yan Qiao kissed him. He pried open Xing Bailu's mouth roughly and invaded wantonly.

"Yan Qiao, wait...um..."

"Sorry, sorry." He kept apologizing as he kissed.

Xing Bailu frowned.

Yan Qiao tightly circled him to prevent him from struggling: "I shouldn't have told you to go, I'm sorry, I won't do it again in the future."

Is this... a dream?

Yan Qiao kissed fiercely, and the person in his arms finally stopped struggling, so he slowed down, kissed Xiaolu's lips lightly, and hugged him tightly again: "It doesn't matter if you don't like me, you Don't leave me, just stay with me, that's enough."

Xing Bailu subconsciously pushed Yan Qiao's chest, the bedroom was dark, but he looked straight at the person in front of him who could barely distinguish facial features.

Who is Yan Qiao talking about?

He almost instinctively got out of Yan Qiao's arms.

Yan Qiao seemed to be crying.

Today's deer is very different from the past.

When Yan Qiao kissed him before, he would respond obediently to him, but he didn't today, and pushed him away when he hurt him.

"Is that enough?" he asked.

Yan Qiao was a little scared, and didn't dare to hug him or force him anymore.

They are in the same bed, but separated by a long distance.

Later, Yan Qiao squinted in a daze for a while, and then woke up almost noon, and there were other people's voices in the room, as well as the sound of tableware.

He heard someone asking: "Mr. Xing, are you okay? Do you want me to call the doctor to see you?"

Xiaolu's stomach trouble again?

"Little deer!" Yan Qiao woke up suddenly.

He was lying at home near Tongcheng School, why did he dream about his previous life again?

Where is the deer?

Yan Qiao turned around and saw Xing Bailu sleeping on the other side of the bed, the quilt was almost completely wrapped around him, and Xing Bailu's entire back was exposed.

Yan Qiao hurriedly went over to fetch the person, the indoor air conditioner was turned on low last night, but at this moment Xing Bailu's body was a little abnormally hot.

"Little deer?" Yan Qiao touched the back of his neck, as if he had a fever. Could it be that he caught a cold because he took the blanket away last night?

Yan Qiao touched his face again: "Baby? Baby!"

Xing Bailu raised his eyelids: "What's wrong?"

Yan Qiao pressed his face closer, and his expression became even uglier: "You have a fever, it's all my fault! If I snatch your quilt, you should just kick me out of bed!"

Xing Bailu was a little confused and raised the back of his hand to touch his forehead, it seemed a little hot.

Yan Qiao hurriedly said, "Lie down and don't move, I'll go find medicine!"

As soon as Tong Qian came out of the room, she saw Yan Qiao rummaging through boxes and cabinets. She frowned and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Mom, where's the medicine cabinet at home?" He asked as he continued to open the cabinet door.

Tong Qian said: "Take Yu Takiwan to go."

Yan Qiao paused, how could he forget!

"What's wrong?" Tong Qian asked again.

Yan Qiao said: "Xiaolu has a fever, it's my fault, then I'll go to the store to buy him antipyretics."

Tong Qian subconsciously glanced at Yan Qiao's bedroom. Seeing that Yan Qiao was about to leave, she hurriedly chased him to the door and grabbed him, then slapped his arm severely, and said in a low voice, "I told you a thousand times last night, you Why are you so disobedient!"

Yan Qiao was stunned, and immediately realized: "It's not what you think, I rolled up his quilt last night, and the air conditioner was turned on low...Mom, am I that kind of person?"

Tong Qian was a little embarrassed: "Then, what are you doing in a daze, there is a pharmacy nearby, and you can see it when you leave the community."

Xing Bailu heard Yan Qiao's hurried footsteps, and after a while, he ran in and rushed into the room without delay.

Pour water and give him medicine.

Xing Bailu lay on his back, watching Yan Qiao, who was panting, pour water and medicine for him.

There was a dense circle of sweat on his forehead, and the T-shirt on his chest was wet from the sweat. He didn't pay attention to it at all. Seeing that Xing Bailu had taken the medicine, he hurriedly asked him, "Is it uncomfortable? Does it hurt?"

Xing Bailu shook his head.

Yan Qiao didn't pretend to care about him, he liked him.

Was the person he dreamed of last night someone he liked before?

What now?

Do you still like it?

His throat felt a little uncomfortable, and Xing Bailu coughed sideways.

Yan Qiao patted him on the back, anxious: "Why are you coughing so badly? Mom, Mom!"

Tong Qian ran in: "Why are you still coughing?" She stepped forward to check, then raised her head and asked Yan Qiao, "Did you buy a thermometer?"

Yan Qiao was a little dumbfounded.

Tong Qian complained, "Why didn't you buy a thermometer after you went to the pharmacy?" She touched Xing Bailu's forehead, got up and said, "Go to the hospital, your forehead is too hot."

Yan Qiao put his palm on it, it wasn't so hot just now!

The torrential rain stopped completely last night, and on the way to the hospital, I found that the stagnant water had receded.

After seeing it, the doctor said that Xing Bailu had the flu, so he prescribed medicine and asked Xing Bailu to go home to rest and measure his body temperature regularly.

Tong Qian went downstairs to get the medicine first, and drove over by the way.

Xing Bailu looked at Yan Qiao's ugly face while wearing a mask, and couldn't help but said, "It has nothing to do with you, cough, cough, it's not because of the quilt."

There were too many people waiting for the elevator, and Xing Bailu coughed from time to time.

Yan Qiao helped the man out from the crowd and planned to walk up the stairs.

"Dizzy?" Yan Qiao lowered his head and asked.

Not dizzy, but a little sore.

Xing Bailu hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

Without further ado, Yan Qiao picked up the man on his back and went down the safe passage.

Xing Bailu hugged his neck and put his head on his shoulder, thinking blankly, it doesn't matter, anyway, that person doesn't like Yan Qiao either, and now Yan Qiao belongs to him alone.

Yan Qiao could feel Xing Bailu's hot breath through the mask. He quickened his pace and had to go home quickly. He must be very uncomfortable when he was burned like this.

On the way back, he didn't know whether it was a high fever or the effect of the medicine, Xing Bailu felt groggy.

Yan Qiao hugged him in his arms, and with the car windows open for ventilation, Yan Qiao touched the back of his neck from time to time for his body temperature.

Xing Bailu felt a little itchy, he curled his neck and smiled.

Yan Qiao hugged him tightly, and his cell phone rang.

When Xing Bailu heard him call "Grandpa", his blurred consciousness seemed to regain consciousness in an instant.

Yan Qiao's grandfather came to urge him to return to Ninghai again.

Yan Qiao said "hmm", and then he handed the phone to Tong Qian: "Grandpa's phone number."

He turned on the speakerphone easily.

Tong Qian called "Dad".

Old Man Yan seemed very happy when he heard it: "Qiaoqiao finished the final exam, you pack up and come back in the afternoon."

Tong Qian said with a smile: "Dad, is it too late in the afternoon? I have to clean up a little bit here, and I have to do it tomorrow afternoon no matter what."

Old Man Yan snorted: "I already asked my aunt to buy a lot of Qiao Qiao's favorite dishes, and I plan to make them for him tonight. Why do you have to wait until tomorrow?"

Tong Qian was a little helpless: "It's okay to leave the food for tomorrow."

"There are still some live fish and shrimp, which are not easy to feed." Old Man Yan began to bargain, like a child, "Then come tomorrow morning, can you hurry up for lunch? I haven't seen Qiaoqiao for months!"

This old man Yan seems to be completely different from the old man in Xing Bailu's memory in his previous life.

Although he had never met him directly in his previous life, judging from the conditions he proposed, he must be a cold and ruthless old man.

But he is actually like this in front of his beloved grandson.

Yan Qiao will return to Ninghai tomorrow.

Xing Bailu's head hurt even more.

Seeing Yan Qiao carrying Xing Bailu in, Aunt Qiu was startled, and chased him out to ask what was wrong.

Xing Bailu raised his head and hurriedly said, "It's just the flu, don't worry."

Seeing that his face was flushed with fever, Aunt Qiu was still in a hurry.

Yan Qiao carried him back to the room, placed him on the bed, and covered him with a quilt.

Aunt Qiu followed in.

Yan Qiao then said, "Aunt Qiu, go make some porridge, the doctor said that you need to eat lightly these days."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

"Yan Qiao." Xing Bailu closed his eyes and patted the back of Yan Qiao's hand, "You go back, you're going back to Ninghai tomorrow, I guess there are a lot of things to clean up at home, so go and help Auntie clean up."

Yan Qiao only said: "I know, you sleep with you."

"Ah."

Xing Bailu was thinking about too many things, and his headache was about to burst.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, his throat was itchy and uncomfortable. He opened his mouth and coughed, as if a valve had been opened, and he couldn't stop coughing for a while.

Yan Qiao hurriedly hugged him halfway in his arms and patted his back.

Xing Bailu was still coughing, his face was flushed, and then he coughed badly, and it took him a long time to recover, he lost all strength in his body, and his temples hurt like needles.

He was placed on the bed again, and he vaguely heard what Yan Qiao was confessing to Aunt Qiu, probably the words of the doctors in the hospital.

Is Yan Qiao going back?

Xing Bailu's eyelids were too heavy, he tried and couldn't open them, and when he woke up from sleep, Yan Qiao probably returned to Ninghai.

Xing Bailu pursed his lips, this damn flu came at an inopportune time.He should have bid farewell to Yan Qiao well, and he had to leave a special impression on him, even if he went to Ninghai, he couldn't wait to come back to Tongcheng to see him.

Everything is ruined now.

Is the person in Yan Qiao's dream also in Ninghai?

Will they meet?

Oh shit.

Why so bad?

"Um……"

"Baby?"

"My head hurts."

"I'll give you a rub."

"it is good."

Xing Bailu only felt that he was in a dark sleep, and when he woke up and opened his eyes, he heard someone call him "baby".

He regained his composure and saw Yan Qiao leaning over.

Xing Bailu was slightly stunned, is he awake?

"Are you awake?" Yan Qiao asked softly, "Would you like porridge? It just so happens that Aunt Qiu brought it up and it's not hot anymore."

Xing Bailu frowned: "What time is it?"

Yan Qiao said, "It's almost two o'clock."

Um? ?

Xing Bailu blurted out, "I've only slept for more than two hours?" He felt like he slept until the next day!

Yan Qiao touched his forehead, and said in response: "I still have a little fever, drink porridge before going to bed."

He helped Xing Bailu to sit up.

Xing Bailu was a little confused: "Didn't you leave?"

Yan Qiao nodded: "I went home and had dinner and changed my clothes."

Xing Bailu asked again: "Have you tidied up your things?"

"Don't worry." Yan Qiao handed him the bowl, "I'll leave after you recover from illness."

The spoon in Xing Bailu's hand hit the mouth of the bowl with a "dang" sound: "Aren't you leaving tomorrow morning?"

Yan Qiao was taken aback by him, and instinctively reached out to hold the bowl in his hand: "No strength? Then I'll feed you."

He took the bowl back, took a spoonful and brought it to Xing Bailu's lips.

Xing Bailu stared blankly at him, suddenly felt that the flu was coming at a good time.

Yan Qiao fed him very patiently, and Xing Bailu suddenly felt relieved. Who hasn't written black history?Didn't he also like Lu Mingjia before?Lu Mingjia didn't like him either.

So it's normal that Yan Qiao had someone he liked.

no big deal.

He opened his mouth to drink porridge: "Yan Qiao, how can a young master like you be so good at taking care of others?"

Yan Qiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I have experience in being taken care of by others."

At that time, Xiaolu took care of him for five years, and now he can take care of Xiaolu, he is very happy.

Seeing that Xing Bailu finished his porridge, Yan Qiao poured him another cup of hot water: "I called Dr. Tang before, and it's not the flu season now, why did you get the flu? He said you are weak and lack of exercise .When I come back from Ninghai, I will take you to exercise every day."

Xing Bailu: "..." In an instant, all the muscles in his body felt stiff.

Because of his rib injury this semester, he hasn't even had a physical education class for a long time.

In addition, at the beginning of the semester, he had just returned from five years later, and he felt that such things as exercising and running were as far away as things in the last century to him.

"Drink the water before going to sleep." Yan Qiao saw that he had only drunk half a glass, and couldn't help telling him, "The doctor said to drink more hot water."

Xing Bailu drank the remaining water in one gulp, and threw himself on the bed.

Yan Qiao leaned down and asked, "Does your head still hurt?"

"It hurts. The ear hurts too."

"Why do your ears hurt?"

"You make me hurt."

After being taken aback for a moment, Yan Qiao laughed out loud. He couldn't help but leaned over and kissed Xing Bailu's earlobe.

Xing Bailu was so frightened that he covered his ears and hid to the side: "Be careful of being infected by me!"

Yan Qiao looked at him and smiled: "How could kissing your ears be infected by you?" He simply knelt on one knee beside the bed, put his hands on Xing Bailu's side, and looked down at him, "Otherwise, let's try and see Can it be infected?"

Xing Bailu hurriedly covered his mouth, and said softly, "Go away."

Yan Qiao lowered his body: "Don't go."

"Yan Qiao, you, you go away!" Xing Bailu simply hid under the quilt, "No, don't...you get off!"

"Fuck!" Zhang Qingyou's voice came from the door, "Yan Qiao, you beast, what do you want to do to Xiaolu?"

Yan Qiao froze suddenly, and looked up to see Zhang Qingyou walking in from the door, followed by Fang Conglin.

Fang Conglin clicked his tongue and said: "Senior, did you see, what is a beast? Compared with Lao Yan, I am too a fucking gentleman for you, right?"

Yan Qiao got down from the bed with a dark face: "Why are you here?"

Xing Bailu also poked his face out from under the quilt.

Zhang Qingyou said: "Of course I came to see Xiaolu."

Xing Bailu was a little surprised: "Why did you two come together?"

Fang Conglin said proudly, "It was past ten o'clock in the evening when I arrived at Yutaki Bend last night. I sent the senior back with good intentions. Uncles and aunts can't justify not keeping me overnight, right?"

Yan Qiao said angrily: "What are you pretending to do? You really can't go back, you can stay at my house, as long as I tell you the password."

Fang Conglin "cut": "Old Yan, you really don't understand style, I can obviously live in Senior Zhang's house, why should I go to your house to guard the vacant room alone?"

Yan Qiao: "..."

Zhang Qingyou came to visit the sick, sat by the bed and asked how Xing Bailu was doing, then touched his face: "Has the fever gone yet?"

Xing Bailu signaled him to stay away: "It's okay, the doctor said to drink plenty of hot water and rest."

Fang Conglin laughed and said: "Look, drinking more hot water is a cure for all diseases. Why do those girls on the Internet hate boyfriends who say drink more hot water? That's why I don't find a girlfriend."

The other three: "..."

Zhang Qingyou didn't want to talk to him, and asked Xing Bailu in a low voice: "You must be angry because of someone who moved, right? When I first came, I saw that the next door was moving."

Probably his brain would be really slow when he was sick, Xing Bailu was stunned for two seconds before realizing who Zhang Qingyou was talking about.

Zheng Yanling said that she would move after Xing Bailu finished his final exams, but he didn't ask the specific date.

He laughed: "No, I'm not angry either."

Zhang Qingyou breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, don't take it to heart."

"Hmm." Xing Bailu was more curious about one thing than the matter of moving, "Didn't your parents allow you to fall in love early? Fang Conglin has been to your house twice, and they didn't suspect it?"

Zhang Qingyou said: "He didn't know where he found out that my father liked Jordan, and he started talking to him about Jordan's various heroic deeds when he entered the door. Later, he changed his pen and said that he actually liked Kobe. I heard that I have Kobe’s signature basketball, he was so envious, he wanted to see it. He even put it in my study and stared at my basketball for a long time, and my dad directly and successfully led him astray.”

Fang Conglin is really amazing.

After they chatted for a while, Yan Qiao got up and drove away.

Fang Conglin was pushed to the door, and suddenly said: "Old Yan, I will take your car back to Ninghai tomorrow."

Yan Qiao said: "There's no need to rub off, we won't leave tomorrow."

"Ah? Then when will you leave?"

"I don't know." Yan Qiao pushed him away, "Hurry up, don't disturb Xiao Lu's rest."

The door was closed, and Fang Conglin was still cursing outside: "Old Yan, you are so fucking inhuman! I told Jiang Shiyue yesterday that even if you don't leave the group, you will be kicked out of the group sooner or later! Shameless Already!"

Yan Qiao didn't listen to him at all, walked straight to the bed, covered Xing Bailu's eyes with his hands: "Sleep."

For Xing Bailu's flu, he had repeated fever at first, and then coughed when the fever subsided. He drank more than ten bottles of cough syrup alone.

After tossing and tossing for more than ten days, I finally figured it out.

On the day Yan Qiao returned to Ninghai, there was no wind and the sun was extremely bright.

Xing Bailu went to see him off, and stood under the sun for a while, even the tip of his nose was sweating.

Xing Bailu stared at Yan Qiao for a long while, if he wasn't healed, he should have kissed Yan Qiao goodbye, planted a row of strawberries around his neck, and let him take Ning Hai to swear sovereignty.

Now I always feel so bad!

bother.

"Go back quickly, it's too hot outside. You still have to drink the cough medicine, don't take it seriously." Yan Qiao has told me hundreds of times.

"Yeah." Xing Bailu was a little listless, Tong Qian had already gotten into the car, he was too embarrassed to hug Yan Qiao now, "Yan Qiao."

"What's wrong?" Yan Qiao threw the schoolbag on the back seat and hurriedly turned around.

Xing Bailu took a step forward, Yan Qiao stretched out his hand to give him a hand, turned sideways to shield him from the sun, and suddenly heard him say: "Think of me."

Yan Qiao's heart warmed up, and he said seriously, "Who else can I miss if I don't think about you?"

"Yeah." That's fine, Yan Qiao.

On the balcony on the second floor not far to the west.

Standing by the open window, Jiang Huaixia looked at Xing Bailu who was waving at the sapphire blue coupe, and couldn't help but sneered, "He caught a cold when we just moved in. What kind of cold needs to go back and forth for ten days? Isn't he very good? I think he did it on purpose, a cold caused so many things, who is he trying to show?"

Lu Mingjia, who was originally sitting on a chair, got up and looked out, Xing Bailu was talking and laughing with Aunt Qiu and entered the yard.

"My uncle hasn't come here much these days, let alone my mother." Jiang Huaixia lit a cigarette a little annoyed, and took two puffs, "She started the same thing again, saying that Xing Bailu's sudden illness was because of us. After moving here, she called my uncle and she was so anxious that she cried."

"Don't be angry." Lu Mingjia stroked Jiang Huaixia's back, "Didn't your uncle tell you to move away? It shows that he still doesn't believe it. Besides, you don't care what methods Xing Bailu uses, don't you and your aunt stay here?" What's more, if he messed with Yan Qiao, he probably won't have any good fruit in the future."

Jiang Huaixia frowned and turned around: "Do you really think he offended Yan Qiao?"

Lu Mingjia said: "Otherwise, what is Yan Qiao planning? First, he asked me to seduce Xing Bailu, and then he did it by himself. He will never really like Xing Bailu. Who would let others chase after the person he likes?"

"That's true." Jiang Huaixia's complexion improved, and she asked Lu Mingjia, "How is your mother?"

Lu Mingjia sighed: "It's still the same."

Jiang Huaixia asked again: "The last time you asked Yan Qiao to borrow money, what did he tell you?