After extreme sports almighty, he became the actor CP

How could a well-behaved person suddenly get sick?

Qi Wan put down his chopsticks and said, "You guys eat first, I'll go and have a look."

He groped all the way back to the room, and after a few episodes, everyone's living style had been fixed, and the director didn't ask how to allocate the room. Before that, he and Shao Zhihan consciously entered the same room with their suitcases.

After a while, the door was ajar, the room was dimly lit by a small lamp, and there was a person lying straight on the bed.

Qi Wan tiptoed to the bed, Shao Zhihan opened his eyelids to look at him, Qi Wan asked softly, "Why are you uncomfortable?"

Shao Zhihan: "Chest tightness."

Qi Wan sounded very angry, he said: "Then don't lie on the bed, come down for a walk, and eat by the way."

Shao Zhihan said again: "Leg cramps, need to stay in bed."

Qi Wan lifted the quilt: "If you have cramps, you have to go to the ground to move around."

Shao Zhihan sat up a little angrily, propping up his long legs, wondering why it was so difficult to stay in bed, he said confidently, "Then I have a fever."

Qi Wan put the back of her hand against Shao Zhihan's forehead, and came to a conclusion faster than an electronic thermometer: "You don't have a fever."

Shao Zhihan: ...

"No," he stretched out his hand to pull Qi Wan into his arms, and directly pressed his forehead against Qi Wan's, the heat hit the corner of Qi Wan's mouth, "We need to measure this way."

Maybe Shao Zhihan really has a fever, so Qi Wan felt hot even after taking the test. He shrank his neck back uncomfortably and said, "This is not allowed, I will find a thermometer."

But Shao Zhihan pinched the nape of his neck to keep him from leaving: "Aren't you sure? That's how you tested it last time."

Qi Wan was startled after a moment: "Up, up, up, last time?"

Wasn't that the day when he brought Shao Zhihan back from Xuan's house? He took his temperature against his forehead that night, and he continued to take his temperature in this way and that way afterwards.

Qi Wan stammered, "Didn't you say you don't remember!"

Shao Zhihan folded his arms and said nonsense: "Well, I just remembered it here, and I forgot the rest."

Qi Wan: "True or false..."

"Then let me think about it." Shao Zhihan licked his lower lip, "I'm a little hungry now, so I can't remember."

The naive and unlucky Qi Wan ran out the door, served Shao Zhihan the same meal as he served for Ding Fan, and the two of them ate at the small table in the room, Shao Zhihan didn't say clearly how much he remembered afterwards, and it was all right. I was in a mess at night.

Shao Zhihan: "You don't want to ask me why my skydive is so unstable today."

Qi Wan was still a little confused, he shook his head and said, "Aren't you often unsteady? Ah no, tandem skydiving is not easy to control."

Shao Zhihan gave up chatting.

After eating and washing up, Qi Wan looked at Shao Zhihan as if nothing happened, picked up the bedroll and said, "I'm going to take care of Brother Xiaofan today."

Shao Zhihan frowned when he heard this: "He is so big and needs you to take care of him?"

Qi Wan knew at a glance that Shao Zhihan was not good at taking care of others, he said: "Fever is usually the easiest to get up at night."

"Then who cares if I burn up at night?" The strong and strong actor Shao asked leaning against the head of the bed.

Qi Wan blinked, why did he feel that Shao Zhihan was a little... clingy to him.

This thought startled Qi Wan.

"Okay," Shao Zhihan saw that he was a little stupefied and didn't stop embarrassing the child. He lowered his head and edited the text message and said, "I'll ask my assistant to take care of Ding Fan. Set the alarm clock at night to take his temperature once an hour, and keep the real-time monitoring."

Qi Wan put down the quilt, and put the back of her hand against Shao Zhihan's forehead, does this person really not burn?

Shao Zhihan grabbed his hand and put it on his chest and said, "My chest is tight, you tell a story."

Qi Wan had no choice but to draw a small bench and lay down beside the bed and asked, "What do you want to hear."

Shao Zhihan: "Movies."

Qi Wan: "I don't read much."

Shao Zhihan: "Just talk about what I watched recently."

The leading actors of the few movies I watched recently were lying here by myself. If there was anything to say, Qi Wan said perfunctorily: "I can't remember."

Oh, I can tell Ding Fan about movies, but I can't remember them when I get to myself, it's so heartless and annoying.Shao Zhihan snorted and remained silent, waiting for Qi Wan to wake up with a cold face.

I waited left and right, but there was no response, but I heard my breathing became regular.

Qi Wan lay prone on the side of the bed, with one hand under his chin and the other on his chest, curled up on the small bench like a dozing cat.

It's just that cats don't drool like that.

Shao Zhihan pulled a piece of paper in disgust to wipe off Qi Wan's mouth and the back of his hands, and then helplessly put him on the bed.

When his feet were off the ground, Qi Wan opened his eyes in a daze, and muttered bro.

To put it aside, Shao Zhihan was able to iron the post before, but now, he is not sure which brother he is calling.

Shao Zhihan glanced at Qi Wan who was soundly asleep, he didn't look like he was taking care of others, he wanted to kick him off, and finally fell asleep depressed after tossing and turning.

Early the next morning, it was the smell of food that woke him up.

As soon as Shao Zhihan moved, he heard Qi Wan's clear voice.

"You're awake." Qi Wan was setting dishes on the small table in the room, urging him, "Go wash up, it's time to eat."

Shao Zhihan immediately forgot about last night's resentment, and felt as if he had been pressed by a meat pad.

In the past, his meal was cooked by the nanny at home. The nanny was very polite, and he would not disturb him unless he mentioned the meal. No one had ever urged him to come over with a hot meal in the morning.

It was rare for Shao Zhihan to blame himself when he was washing up. He pretended to be sick, but Qi Wan took it seriously, and even made him a sick meal early in the morning.

Just the smell is delicious enough, and the sight also has an appetite. Stir-fried eggs with cucumbers and roasted eggplants are so oily that they are ready to eat.

Shao Zhihan usually doesn't like eggplant, he thinks it has a strange smell, but this eggplant is unexpectedly delicious, salty and sweet, and the sauce also covers the original taste of eggplant.

"It's delicious." Shao Zhihan was in a good mood, and it was rare for him to praise him.

"Yeah!" Qi Wan also nodded in agreement, "This is brother Xiaofan's specialty."

Paji, the freshly sandwiched eggplant fell into the rice porridge, and a layer of dirty greasy oily flowers floated up.

Shao Zhihan: "Who did it?"

"Brother Xiaofan, he said that your assistant is very dedicated. He recovered from his illness overnight, and he got up early in the morning to cook for me. I'll bring it in for you to try." Qi Wan smiled happily.

Shao Zhihan drank his saliva and put the dishes down. He felt that the assistant should be more considerate and take his temperature every half an hour.

Seeing that Qi Wan was eating deliciously, Shao Zhi shabby asked: "Do you like Ding Fan's cooking?"

"Of course," Qi Wan swallowed a mouthful of food and whispered like a thief engraving DNA, "I can't let my mother know that I have to eat tasteless nutritious meals every day, and only Brother Xiaofan occasionally prescribes them for me. He's a meat, whenever I eat his dishes, they are all delicious."

Qi Wan concluded: "Brother Xiaofan is really kind to me."

Shao Zhihan curled his lips: "Is it good for you if you don't follow the doctor's advice?"

Qi Wan chewed something in his mouth, and smiled foolishly.

Dong dong, there were two knocks on the door, which was originally concealed. Ding Fan came in with a bowl of noodle soup and asked, "Is there enough for Xiaowan? Tomato noodles specially made for you."

Qi Wan happily picked it up with both hands, Shao Zhihan put down his chopsticks and said lukewarmly: "Director Ding recovered very quickly."

Ding Fan smiled lightly: "I'm afraid that my illness will delay Shao Yingdi's recovery."

Qi Wan saw that the two elder brothers were smiling, so he didn't feel any undercurrent. He pulled the tomato aside and drank a mouthful of the hot salty soup, which was still the taste in his memory.

Shao Zhihan sneered: "After being a brother for so many years, I can't remember that other people don't like tomatoes. Director Ding, is it easy to get hurt if you write too many big scripts?"

Ding Fan sat next to Qi Wan, still with a smile on his face, he said slowly: "We Xiao Wan never liked to eat the flesh of tomatoes since we were young, but we prefer the taste of tomatoes as a side dish. People who are not close to it really don’t know.”

Not close?Just kidding, Shao Zhihan sat on the other side of Qi Wan, and with one hand he moved Qi Wan's back, and with the other hand, he slipped under the hem of his sweater and rubbed his stomach, saying, "Eat slowly, it's not good if it's too hot."

Ding Fan scratched the table and gritted his teeth: "Shao Yingdi, you don't need to touch your hands when you have a meal."

Qi Wan also said: "It's okay, don't worry about me."

"Why is it all right?" Shao Zhihan raised the corner of his mouth, rubbed it twice and said, "Didn't you say you were pushed into your stomach last night?"

Stunned, four fingernail marks were left on the wooden table, Ding Fan stared at Shao Zhihan, a big beast whose eyeballs were about to fall out: "You, you, you..."

Seeing Ding Fan misunderstood, Qi Wan quickly explained: "I don't blame him, I took the initiative."

After all, he was not sleeping, so he took the initiative to bump someone's elbow.

Ding Fan almost pouted.

The next day's practice task was low-altitude fixed-point skydiving. Ding Fan, who was severely attacked in the morning, did not go to watch. Now he feels physically sick when he sees the parachute.

When Qi Wan came back from training and saw him with a bad complexion, he was worried: "Why, it's been three years and your stomach hasn't healed yet."

Ding Fan was stunned for a moment, and said with a sad expression, "If I hadn't been delayed by a stomach problem three years ago and drove up the mountain with you, you wouldn't have..."

"The thing I'm most thankful for is that you weren't there that day." Qi Wan interrupted Ding Fan, "Don't think about that, it's over anyway, and it's all so good now, I'll be relieved if you take care of your stomach quickly."

Ding Fan looked at the big and small bags beside Qi Wan and asked, "I heard that your final event is wingsuit flying?"

Qi Wan: "Yeah, it's super cool, let me show you my equipment."

Qi Wan changed into his wingsuit, which was bright yellow. There was a large stretch of flexible fabric between his legs and between his arms and his torso. When his limbs were fully stretched out, he looked like a flat little flying squirrel.

Ding Fan asked: "Equipment, what else?"

Qi Wan: "It's gone."

Ding Fan couldn't believe it, he could fly with just wearing such a piece of clothing?Can you jump from a height of thousands or hundreds of meters?

He originally thought that the wing suit would have a structure similar to wings, at least like a parachute, it would look bigger and more reliable.

It turned out that there was only such a piece of clothing, and it seemed that it was not as reliable as jumping off the building with two parasols.

For the first time, he questioned Qi Wan strongly: "Xiao Wan, did you drink too much Red Bull?"

"No, look," Qi Wan said, flapping the fabric under his arm that could be called wings, "does it look like a flying squirrel or a bat?"

In fact, the original inspiration of wingsuit designers came from bats, which can combine the flapping and flexibility of wings in flight.

Qi Wan's wingsuit looks like a big rag, but it is actually made of tough and strong nylon material. The most important thing is that it is designed with many stamped inflatable airbags.

As he glides through the air, air quickly enters these cells, and the gas-filled wings create buoyancy.

Qi Wan can control the height and direction of her flight with the help of buoyancy and changes in her body posture.

Ding Fan worriedly checked the clothes again and again, feeling heartbroken: "It's really only cloth, without any mechanical assistance."

Qi Wan nodded, he didn't sit in the plane, and didn't use any power to fly, relying entirely on a wingsuit and his own body to fly.

This is the closest humans get to birds.

Ding Fan put his hands on Qi Wan's shoulders and said earnestly, "I don't know how you escaped and recovered, but it's hard to come by. Why did you do such a dangerous thing?"

"There are not many people in the world who play wingsuits. There are so many sports to choose from. If you don't choose Yangguan Avenue, why do you have to take the single-plank bridge?"

Qi Wan opened his mouth and couldn't speak. He did this because of system tasks, but he has also found more and more that there is a voice in his heart that makes him unable to stop.

But meaning and whether it is worth it has always been difficult for others to empathize with. Qi Wan doesn't know how to explain to Ding Fan why he wants to walk the single-plank bridge in the eyes of others.

"Because some places are destined to be alone."

Shao Zhihan didn't know when he would come back, he took Ding Fan's hands away, and wrapped Qi Wan's shoulders in his arms.

"But fortunately, there will be someone walking shoulder to shoulder," he said.

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delicious~