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Even if Xie Xinghe didn't say the last sentence, Pei Yan wouldn't just leave him alone, but when Xie Xinghe said it, Pei Yan's heart wrinkled when he heard it.

He put Xie Xinghe back on the bed. Xie Xinghe could hear him, but he couldn't move or speak. Pei Yan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said in a low voice, "I won't leave, you Go to sleep for a while."

Almost in the next second, Xie Xinghe lost consciousness and fell asleep.

Pei Yan sat on the edge of the bed and watched him the whole time, feeling that Xie Xinghe was not falling asleep, but passed out from pain.

He was a little worried and wanted to see a doctor, but he also knew that the doctor wouldn't be able to see anything without an examination.

He applied medicine to Xie Xing and the wound on his forearm, walked out of the room with a heavy heart, explained some things to his assistant that he hadn't had time to say just now, and then went to the kitchen to put on an apron, planning to try again.

After all, he has learned from the chef for a while, Pei Yan has a little more confidence, and he plans to cook pork rib porridge, and then simply shoot a cucumber, even if the car overturns, it should not cause Xie Xinghe diarrhea again.

During this period, he has been thinking about his relationship with Xie Xinghe with some distraction. He is reluctant to break up, and he can't do it if he wants to pretend that he doesn't know anything and stay together.

Before, he only thought that Xie Xinghe would get sick because of being stimulated, but now it seems that Xie Xinghe was right, he never felt better.

Pei Yan can no longer deceive himself, pretending not to see Xie Xinghe's occasional abnormality, rudeness, uncertainty and paranoia, he can only choose to accept Xie Xinghe like this, or break up.

From a very young age, Pei Yan has been very sober, soberly aware of what he wants, soberly aware that fish and bear's paw cannot have both, soberly not longing for the affection and warmth of ordinary people.

He never thought that one day he would be trapped by love, even if he traveled back to the past and told himself at that time that he would really like someone, he would not believe it, because it was a bit unbelievable.

Pei Yan looked at the knife in his hand, and thought of Xie Xing and the bleeding wound. What did he like about him? It seemed that even Pei Yan didn't know.

At first he just liked Xie Xinghe's face, his good looks and figure, then he began to like Xie Xinghe's sudden smile on his face, his occasional contrast and unpredictable temper, and later he liked to see Xie Xinghe is jealous and likes his dependence and acting like a baby, which proves that he is not the only one who is out of control.

But the real Xie Xinghe is not like this. When he is jealous, he will pour cold water on him without listening to the explanation. Sometimes he looks at him as if he wants to keep him by his side forever, and even kisses him as if he wants to eat him alive. .

Pei Yan felt a little ridiculous, maybe he was not a hunter from the beginning, but Xie Xinghe's fancy prey.

He thought he was getting closer to Xie Xinghe step by step, but in fact he was getting closer to the trap that Xie Xinghe had set for him.

The phone rang suddenly, Pei Yan came back to his senses, washed his hands frantically and picked up the phone, subconsciously lowered his voice and said, "Hello."

Gu Xing was taken aback for a moment before he said, "Didn't you come back?"

"Well," Pei Yan wiped his hands, "Xinghe is asleep, I'm afraid to wake him up."

Gu Xingyi was speechless for a moment, "I didn't want to tell you about work, Xie Xinghe's hot pot restaurant was blocked by fans, did he tell you?"

Pei Yan frowned, "Why are you blocked again? Seinfeld's fan again?"

"No, Xie Xing and his own."

Pei Yan understood instantly, "What did Sein Fei do?"

"Ah."

"Then what should we do now?" Pei Yan probably knew the cause of Xie Xinghe's headache, and his tone was not kind.

"The fans have been stuck for a whole day, so we can only close the business first," Gu Xingyi said, "Fang Yue didn't tell me, and I knew it myself. It won't work if I keep doing this, I have to think of a way."

Pei Yan felt that he also started to have a headache, he sighed, "I can't think of any solution now."

He didn't even know if he still had a position to take care of Xie Xinghe's affairs in the future.

Gu Xingyi changed the subject, "I haven't asked you yet, why did you come back early?"

"Xinghe has a headache," Pei Yan said, "Who did Seinfeld offend? Just don't let him turn over."

Gu Xingyi was quite surprised, "It's not like what you said."

Pei Yan was silent.

"But he is indeed going downhill, even if he doesn't offend people, he is in the way."

Pei Yan gave a faint "hmm".

"Forget about him, when you have time, let's have a meal together and call Shangfang Yue and Xie Xinghe."

"Why, people haven't caught up yet?"

"Soon." Gu Xing said with a smile, it sounded like he was going to win.

"Let's talk about it later when we have time."

Gu Xingyi is a smart person, and instantly figured out the meaning of his words, "Is something wrong with you two?"

Pei Yan was silent, and touched his pocket. There was no cigarette. He subconsciously opened the drawer of the coffee table, only to realize that this was Xie Xinghe's house.

He breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's not talk, I'm going to cook."

"You? Cook?"

"no?"

"Okay, okay," Gu Xingyi suppressed a smile, "It seems that there is no major problem, I will go to your house some other day and let me taste your cooking skills."

Pei Yan picked up a bottle of medicine in the drawer and looked at it, "Aren't you afraid of being poisoned?"

Gu Xingyi was not afraid at all, "If you poison me to death, you can come back and manage the company yourself."

"Fuck..." Pei Yan smiled, "Get lost."

He hung up the phone and began to carefully look at the medicines in the drawer, there were pain relievers, anti-inflammatory medicines, blood nourishing medicines, sleeping medicines, stomachache and headache medicines...

Pei Yan opened every medicine and looked at it. Some of them hadn't been used much, and some had already bottomed out, especially those for headaches.

Pei Yan clenched the medicine bottle unconsciously, no matter what happened between him and Xie Xinghe, he had to take Xie Xinghe to see a doctor.

If it was someone else, he wouldn't meddle in this kind of nosy business, but for Xie Xinghe, he couldn't stand by and do nothing.

Pei Yan called Gu Xingyi back again, Gu Xingyi was still a little puzzled, "Didn't you go to cook?"

"You give me Fang Yue's phone number, I have something to ask him, it's business."

Pei Yan got Fang Yue's phone number and immediately called, "Hi, I'm Pei Yan."

Fang Yue thought that Pei Yan wanted to talk to him about the hotpot restaurant, but he didn't expect that Pei Yan asked carefully about Xie Xing and his body, especially his headache.

This Fang Yue is actually very helpless, "I took him to see him many times before, but he was too busy at that time, and he had irregular work and rest all year round, and lacked sleep. The doctor had nothing to do but let him stay up less late and rest more. Kind of like that, but then he suffered from insomnia, so it became a vicious circle... Did he have another headache today?"

"Well, it hurts very badly."

Fang Yue gritted his teeth, "Seinfeld, that idiot, really fucking pissed me off, if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have called Xinghe..."

Pei Yan listened to Fang Yue's scolding for a few minutes, and after a few times, he already had a general understanding of Fang Yue's character, which was not as gentle as when they first met.

Fang Yue got tired of cursing before he said, "How is Xinghe doing now? Is it better?"

"Fell asleep."

Fang Yue hesitated and said, "Then...then I'll trouble you..."

"I... will take good care of him." Pei Yan said.

"……thanks."

Pei Yan finished talking with Fang Yue, and sat on the sofa for a while before getting up and going to the kitchen to continue cooking porridge for Xie Xinghe.

After dinner was ready, Pei Yan gently opened the bedroom door and took a look, Xie Xinghe was still sleeping.

He walked to the side of the bed and looked at Xie Xinghe's face, just about to bend down to help him pull the quilt, Xie Xinghe opened his eyes.

Pei Yan paused, and quickly looked away, "Are you awake?"

Xie Xinghe gave a "hmm" and reached out to him very naturally.

Pei Yan stared at his hand, "You..."

Xie Xinghe grabbed his arm, "Help me up."

Pei Yan helped Xie Xinghe up helplessly, but Xie Xinghe embraced him, pressed his lips to his face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Pei Yan..."

Pei Yan patted him on the back twice, "Are you feeling better? I made pork rib porridge for you, do you want some?"

Xie Xinghe didn't answer his words, but still hugged his neck and kissed him, "Why didn't you leave?"

His tone was pitiful, Pei Yan paused, and said jokingly: "Xie Xinghe, can you stop pretending?"

Xie Xinghe stopped kissing him, Pei Yan turned his head to look at him, "Are you so gentle?"

Xie Xinghe's expression turned cold, Pei Yan said, "That's right, don't you pretend to be tired every day?"

After a while, Xie Xinghe smiled, kissed Pei Yan's face again, and asked in a low voice, "Have you forgotten what I used to do?"

That's right, he had forgotten that Xie Xinghe used to be an actor, and his job should be easy.

"It's not necessary, it's not that I don't know what you are like."

"But you can't accept it." Xie Xinghe said calmly.

If it was before, Pei Yan would think that he didn't care, but now he knows it's not.

He met Xie Xinghe's eyes, and said frankly: "Yes, I can't accept it."

Xie Xinghe looked at him more and more coldly, just when Pei Yan thought he was going crazy again, Xie Xinghe suddenly looked away, leaned his head on his shoulder, "Stop talking about this, my stomach pain."

Pei Yan was in a complicated mood, and subconsciously said, "I haven't eaten for a day, so it's strange if it doesn't hurt. Should you go out to eat or I'll bring it to you."

"Go out." Xie Xinghe sucked on his neck.

Pei Yan was unprepared and pushed him, "Don't..."

Xie Xinghe frowned, raised his head and complained, "Headache."

Pei Yan sighed, supported him again and said, "Come on, eat."

Xie Xinghe looked at the good-looking bowl of porridge in front of him, "You made it?"

Pei Yan raised his eyebrows, "Yeah, I've made a lot of progress."

Xie Xinghe stirred it with a spoon, tasted it and said, "It's delicious."

Pei Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and took a sip himself, "It doesn't seem to have any taste, I put less salt."

Xie Xinghe smiled, "This is pretty good."

Pei Yan saw his smile as soon as he raised his eyes, and was a little dazed for a moment. This shouldn't be a fake, right?

Xie Xinghe picked up another piece of cold cucumber, Pei Yan followed suit, frowned and said, "The cucumber is salty, too much soy sauce."

"Add some vinegar." Xie Xinghe suggested.

Pei Yan went to the kitchen to get a bottle of vinegar. He didn't think it was something technical, so he poured too much with a shaking hand.

He frowned more and more, looked at Xie Xinghe and said, "What should I do now? Shall I add some more soy sauce?"

"Forget it," Xie Xinghe said, "it's delicious."

"What doesn't taste good to you?" Pei Yan was helpless, "You can eat the bad food I made before, and now you dare to eat it a second time."

"Isn't it good this time?"

"Well, at least it's not poisonous this time." Pei Yan teased himself.

Xie Xinghe was probably still suffering. He didn't eat much and ate slowly. Pei Yan looked at him after eating and said, "I'm going to take you to see a Chinese medicine doctor."

Xie Xinghe paused for drinking porridge, and looked up at him. He didn't expect Pei Yan to say this. The best thing he expected was that Pei Yan said he wanted to calm down for a while.

Xie Xinghe lowered his head to drink the porridge again, and responded.

Pei Yan was still a little surprised, "You agreed? To see a doctor of Chinese medicine, you need to drink Chinese medicine every day, and maybe acupuncture. You can do both?"

"I can, but I don't know if you can."

"What's wrong with me..."

Pei Yan's voice paused. Acupuncture, he really didn't seem to be able to do it. Even when he imagined that scene, he felt his legs were a little weak.

Pei Yan Qingyu feast. .Clearing his throat, "While you are doing acupuncture... I can wait outside."

"Yeah." Xie Xinghe didn't laugh at him.

"Okay, then as soon as possible."

Pei Yan mainly wanted to solve Xie Xinghe's insomnia and headache problems as soon as possible, but he also wanted to avoid entanglement with him for too long. After all, if they want to break up, delaying it for a long time will not be good for both of them.

After eating, Pei Yan washed the dishes, Xie Xinghe leaned against him like a boneless person behind him, Pei Yan turned off the water, looked back at him and said, "Go back to lie down when you have a headache, why are you so clingy?"

Xie Xinghe kissed him, "Didn't you let me pretend? I'm just so clingy."

Pei Yan was so blocked by him that he had nothing to say, so he lowered his head and continued to wash the dishes. Xie Xinghe kissed him on the back of his neck and occasionally bit him.

Pei Yan hissed, "Xie Xinghe, if you bite again..."

Xie Xinghe had been waiting for his next words, but Pei Yan didn't say anything threatening. Xie Xinghe smiled, and licked the marks of his teeth just now, "Stop biting."

The back of Pei Yan's neck went numb, and he turned around and said seriously, "Go out."

He reflected for a while, and felt that he had always followed Xie Xinghe too much, that's why he was so unscrupulous.

Xie Xinghe didn't seem to hear, he lowered his head and rubbed his neck.

"How about...you still pretend?"

"No," Xie Xinghe directly vetoed, "I'm tired of pretending."

Pei Yan laughed angrily, "I'm a fool to believe you."

Xie Xing and his chin rested on his shoulder, his voice was slightly magnetic, and his tone was lazy, "Believe it or not."

Pei Yan felt itchy when he heard it, so he found a topic and said, "Gu Xingyi told me about the store, what are you going to do?"

"Nothing to do." Xie Xinghe closed his eyes.

"The store has been closed? When is there no traffic and when is it open?"

"Um……"

Pei Yan disagreed, "It's too passive, and it's a waste of rent and wages."

Xie Xinghe smiled lightly, and said in a drawn out voice, "Boss Pei still cares about money, it's my money that wasted, not yours."

Pei Yan couldn't bear Xie Xinghe's tone of voice in his ear, he took off his gloves, turned around and looked at Xie Xinghe face to face, "It's not because I love money, it's because I'm too passive..."

Xie Xinghe kissed Pei Yan directly, this time he kissed gently, Pei Yan only hid slightly at the beginning and did not resist anymore.

Xie Xinghe propped one hand on the edge of the sink behind him, slowly licking* his lips, Pei Yan raised his hand to touch Xie Xinghe's waist, and gradually began to respond to him.

A thought flashed in his mind, it seemed to be fine like this, but after breaking up, there would be no chance of kissing.

Before Pei Yan could kiss enough, Xie Xinghe retreated first, saying: "The shop is not rented, there is no rent."

Pei Yan paused before picking up the topic, "That's okay..."

Xie Xinghe looked at Pei Yan who obviously wanted to kiss him but was still restrained, and leaned forward to kiss his lips again, "Stop washing the dishes?"

Fuck, break up the fuck, anyway, there is no point now, why not kiss.

Just when Pei Yan had just figured it out, Xie Xinghe took a step back suddenly, frowned and said, "Forget about the ketchup, go and take it for a walk, I didn't take it in the morning."

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Before that, Brother Yan only knew that Xinghe had psychological problems, that he would occasionally get sick and hurt himself, but he didn't know that Xinghe was sick and crazy, and this was the reason why Brother Yan wanted to break up.

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