drunk oxygen

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After returning from the resort, Xie Xinghe received the first psychological treatment, which lasted for one hour and 37 minutes, and it was scored by Pei Yan while waiting outside.

After Xie Xinghe pushed the door and came out, Pei Yan rushed to meet him, Yan Qi said to him: "The next treatment is scheduled to be in five days, is it convenient?"

Pei Yan nodded, "It's convenient, thank you Dr. Yan."

On the way home, Pei Yan kept asking Xie Xinghe what he had been doing for more than an hour. Xie Xinghe told Pei Yan everything in detail, then patted his hand and said, "Boss Pei, don't be nervous."

Only then did Pei Yan smile, and hold his hand instead, "Am I nervous?"

Xie Xinghe looked at him, "A little bit."

Pei Yan squeezed his hand, "I'm nervous about things related to my Xing Xing."

During these five days, Pei Yan only went out once, and spent the rest of the time with Xie Xinghe, reading books, watching movies, exercising, playing in the yard with Ketchup, and cleaning...

Pei Yan was so tired that he fell asleep at night, and Xie Xinghe was also tired, but his brain was sober that he didn't feel any drowsiness.

He was lying flat on the bed, Pei Yan's arm was resting on his stomach, and he was in a deep sleep.

Xie Xinghe turned to look at him with calm eyes.

I don't know how long it took, Xie Xinghe's neck became sore, Pei Yan frowned suddenly in his sleep, and leaned towards him, muttering, "Xingxing..."

Xie Xinghe's eyes softened, he hugged Pei Yan sideways, "Here."

Pei Yan found a comfortable position in his arms and continued to sleep.

Xie Xinghe hugged him, closed his eyes, and slept all night.

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After the second treatment, Pei Yan discovered Xie Xinghe's insomnia.

He was going to visit the company that day, but Xie Xinghe didn't stop him, but his reaction was flat and his answers were slow.

Pei Yan noticed something was wrong with Xie Xinghe, walked to the sofa and paused his animal world, he pinched Xie Xinghe's chin to make him look up, and found that his complexion was very bad, and his eyes were a little scattered.

Pei Yan's tone was serious, "Xie Xinghe, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you tell me?"

Xie Xinghe closed his eyes, grabbed his wrist, and said in a low voice, "Headache, please don't move..."

Pei Yan was angry and distressed, so he maintained this posture and supported the back of Xie Xinghe's head, letting him lean on him gently.

Xie Xinghe endured the pain and said, "Don't go..."

Only then did Pei Yan speak out, "You're in such pain, why should I leave? After two treatments, you can be so magnanimous? Don't tell me if you have a headache."

Xie Xinghe stopped talking, Pei Yan could feel Xie Xinghe gritting his teeth secretly when he touched his face, Pei Yan had no choice but to comfort Xie Xinghe with silent body movements .

After a long time, Xie Xinghe said weakly: "Give me the medicine, I will take it."

Dr. Yan prescribed several medicines for Xie Xinghe. Pei Yan poured warm water, took out one of the small bottles, poured a white tablet into his palm, and brought it to Xie Xinghe's lips.

Xie Xinghe took the medicine with his eyes closed, and Pei Yan carefully fed him water and wiped the corners of his mouth.

He supported Xie Xinghe and slowly leaned on the sofa. Xie Xinghe's lips were a little pale, so Pei Yan lowered his head and kissed him, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

"Hmm..." Xie Xinghe responded in a low voice, still keeping his eyes closed.

"You know how to lie to me," Pei Yan said, "You can't be in such pain just because you haven't slept well all night."

His tone was full of self-blame, blaming himself for not discovering Xie Xinghe's insomnia earlier, Xie Xinghe stretched out his hand to touch it twice, Pei Yan offered his hand up, Xie Xinghe interlocked his fingers, and said in a hoarse voice: " You kiss me again."

Pei Yan leaned over to kiss his lips again, licked slowly with the tip of his tongue, and sucked his lips lightly, Xie Xinghe twitched the corners of his mouth, and opened his eyes to look at him.

Pei Yan touched his face with his other hand, and asked distressedly, "Are you better?"

"Well," Xie Xinghe put his arm around him and leaned into his arms, "It's a little bit better."

The headache persisted after the initial intensity, and it was so painful that Xie Xinghe couldn't suppress the irritability in his heart, but his behavior towards Pei Yan was not sarcastic, but overly dependent.

On this day, Xie Xinghe is clingy like never before.

Pei Yan couldn't go to the company, so he could only hold a video conference at home. Xie Xinghe sat in his arms all the time, and two adults who were about 1.8 meters tall squeezed into an office chair.

Xie Xinghe has always been very obedient and quiet. Pei Yan put one arm around his waist and talked to Gu Xingyi about his thoughts. Xie Xinghe's hand holding his wrist tightened suddenly. Pei Yan paused and said : "Wait a minute, you guys talk first."

He turned off the microphone and turned his head to look at Xie Xinghe. Xie Xinghe closed his eyes for a while before saying, "It's okay, I just felt a sudden pain..."

Pei Yan stretched out his hand to help him press his temple, "I'll take you to Doctor Huang's."

"No need," Xie Xinghe opened his eyes, "It's already much better."

He didn't want to waste time, he just wanted to stay with Pei Yan.

Pei Yan sighed and kissed his face, "Is it comfortable to squeeze here with me? Go to bed."

"No," Xie Xinghe's voice cooled down, "it's right here."

Pei Yan had nothing to do with him, "Tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

"Ah."

Pei Yan turned on the microphone again, Xie Xinghe nestled into his arms, Pei Yan said without changing his face: "The dog at home made trouble just now, I will continue to talk..."

Tomato sauce, who was lying soundly asleep at their feet, kicked his legs suddenly.

Xie Xinghe smiled silently.

·

In the afternoon, Pei Yan and Xie Xinghe were nestled together on the sofa and watching a movie. Pei Yan would visit Xie Xinghe from time to time, for fear that he would feel uncomfortable and he would not know.

Xie Xinghe's headache relieved a lot, and he changed his position and fell on Pei Yan's lap.

Pei Yan quickly lowered his head to look at him, "What's wrong? It hurts again?"

Xie Xinghe rubbed his thigh, "No, I'm a little sleepy."

Pei Yan turned down the sound of the movie, Xie Xinghe squinted his eyes and watched it for a while, his tired brain finally felt sleepy.

Pei Yan looked down again, Xie Xinghe had already fallen asleep on his lap.

He didn't dare to vent his breath, leaned back gently on the sofa, and stared intently at the back of Xie Xinghe's head.

Xie Xinghe didn't move after falling asleep, Pei Yan saw that he was fascinated, and he didn't come back to his senses until his legs were unconsciously numb. He turned around, faced him, and changed the position of the pillow.

Pei Yan smiled at Xie Xinghe's peaceful sleeping face. His legs were already stiff, so he simply ignored it. He observed Xie Xinghe inch by inch with his eyes, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

The leg that had been used as a pillow suddenly twitched uncontrollably, Xie Xinghe frowned, Pei Yanxin lifted it up and held his breath.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, Xie Xinghe didn't wake up.

Pei Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and thought with a wry smile in his heart, Xing Xing, sweetheart, if you don't wake up, your husband may have to amputate.

·

After Xie Xinghe woke up, he opened his eyes and saw Pei Yan with a face full of pain. He was stunned, sat up and said, "What's wrong?"

Pei Yan shook his head, "Does your head still hurt?"

"It's much better," Xie Xinghe said, "What's wrong with you?"

Pei Yan smiled and pressed his leg, "The leg is numb, it's fine."

Seeing his frowning eyebrows, Xie Xinghe knew that it was impossible for him to be all right. He rubbed Pei Yan's leg, and Pei Yan gasped, "It hurts, it hurts... Take it easy..."

"I slept for a long time? You stand up and move around."

Pei Yan glanced at the time, held Xie Xinghe's hand and said, "It hasn't been long... Hiss..."

He didn't dare to touch the ground with his right leg, so he could only jump a few times on one leg, "No way..."

Xie Xinghe laughed out loud looking at him, Pei Yan glared at him, "Do you have any conscience, Xie Xinghe? Are you still laughing at me?"

Xie Xinghe supported him, cleared his throat and held back his smile, "Stop laughing, slow down, don't worry."

Pei Yan slowly lowered his right leg to the ground, "If you sleep a little longer, I will really lose consciousness in this leg."

Xie Xinghe squatted down to help him pinch his legs, "Can I go?"

Pei Yan limped and took two steps, "Okay, it's almost five o'clock, I'm going to make dinner..."

Xie Xinghe grabbed him and said, "You still cook like this?"

Pei Yan waved his hand, "It will be fine in a while."

"Why don't I do it today."

Pei Yan turned his head to look at him with some horror, and shook his head vigorously, "I do what I do, and if I'm lame, it won't delay my cooking."

"I think I've eaten a little better recently." Xie Xinghe looked at him sincerely.

Pei Yan also told Dr. Yan that Xie Xinghe's cooking was very unpalatable. Dr. Yan said that it was indeed related to psychological problems, so Pei Yan looked at him suspiciously, "Really?"

Xie Xinghe nodded, "Really."

"Really?"

"real."

"really?"

Xie Xinghe clicked his tongue, "Is my husband not giving me face now?"

Pei Yan also clicked his tongue, "No, I'm not..."

Xie Xinghe interrupted him, "If it still tastes bad, eat something else, I don't need you."

"Okay," Pei Yan nodded, and added, "You don't want to eat either."

·

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but when Pei Yan took the first bite of the egg, he felt a pleasant surprise.

He stared at Xie Xinghe with wide eyes, Xie Xinghe asked, "It's unpalatable?"

Pei Yan shook his head, "It's delicious! It doesn't smell at all!"

Xie Xinghe smiled, he knew that Pei Yan was praising him, "I only put a little salt, nothing else."

Pei Yan gave him a thumbs up, "There's nothing wrong with it except it's light, it's ok, Xing Xing."

Xie Xinghe raised his chin, "Try something else."

Pei Yan tasted the potato chips again, and immediately gave Xie Xinghe a thumbs up, "It's a bit sour, I put too much vinegar, but it's not bad!"

Before Xie Xinghe could speak, Pei Yan stood up from his seat, went around to Xie Xinghe's side, held his face and kissed him forcefully, "Why are we Xinghe so powerful all of a sudden?"

Xie Xinghe had a smile in his eyes, but his tone was disgusted, "The oil is all rubbing on my face."

Pei Yan kissed him a few more times, "What's wrong? Can't you?"

Xie Xinghe hooked his neck and kissed his lips, "Okay."

·

Xie Xinghe suffered from insomnia again at night, but this time with Pei Yan to accompany him, the two of them nestled on the bed together and watched Xie Xinghe's previous TV series.

Pei Yan watched carefully and attentively, but Xie Xinghe kept tilting his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Pei Yan's face.

Pei Yan was amused by the plot, turned his head to talk to him, and met Xie Xinghe's deep gaze.

Pei Yan was stunned for a moment, suppressed his smile, raised his hand to touch Xie Xinghe's face, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you watch TV and watch me?"

"There is nothing interesting about my acting," Xie Xinghe said, "I like watching you."

He leaned forward and kissed Pei Yan, Pei Yan turned sideways and opened his lips to respond to him.

They seldom receive such kisses. They don't fight with their lips and tongues, they are neither impatient nor intense, and they don't have physical desires. They just kiss each other gently, slowly and deeply.

It was very lingering, the kiss made Pei Yan want to cry.

"Pei Yan," Xie Xinghe called his name softly, his voice trembling, "I love you."

Remember the stars.

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After the third treatment, Xie Xinghe seemed to be really better. Pei Yan took him to a dinner party with Gu Xingyi Tiansong, and even when talking and laughing, he kept paying attention to Xie Xinghe's emotions. No discomfort.

Before leaving, Fang Yue took out a large box from the trunk and gave it to Xie Xinghe. It was very heavy, and when Xie Xinghe took it, he could still hear the sound of glass colliding inside.

"What's this?"

Fang Yue blinked at him, "Skin care products."

Xie Xinghe wanted to return it to him, "I don't..."

Fang Yue glared at him, "Accept it! Look at how bad your skin is now. If you don't take care of it, it will turn ugly, do you know?"

Xie Xinghe didn't make a sound, but still took the box.

After returning home, Pei Yan took the box to the second floor, "Xingxing, there are too many things, I can't fit them in the bathroom..."

Xie Xinghe walked over to take a look, and found that the empty washbasin and the shelves next to it had been filled up. He said helplessly, "You don't need these, you don't need to put them out, just put them in the cloakroom."

"Who says it can't be used, you don't need me to use it." Pei Yan said.

Xie Xinghe raised his eyebrows, "Do you still need skin care products?"

Pei Yan clicked his tongue, feeling a little embarrassed, "Can't you? Don't you celebrities use it every day? I'm only one year older than you, and I look four or five years older..."

Xie Xinghe bent down and held his face, "Who said that? We are the same age at first glance, and Fang Yue just said that my skin has deteriorated."

Pei Yan pinched Xie Xinghe's face, "Is this not bad? Don't listen to his nonsense, he is a sequelae of being a manager. Your skin is so good."

Xie Xinghe squatted down to help Pei Yan clean up. Pei Yan asked him, "Are you really unhappy today? Didn't you find it bothering me to chat with others?"

Xie Xinghe lowered his head and tore off the package, "Yeah", "Really, I don't seem to feel anything."

Pei Yan looked at Xie Xinghe for a few seconds, then raised his hand and rubbed his head, "Our stars are awesome."

Xie Xinghe raised his head to look at him, and Pei Yan suddenly said, "I'll shave you later."

"Row."

"Fingernails were cut too."

"I just finished cutting it a few days ago."

"It's already grown." Pei Yan said.

Xie Xinghe didn't tell Pei Yan that every time he cuts his nails too short, it will hurt a little, he just nodded and said, "Okay, do you want to cut your ears too?"

Pei Yan smiled, "Is the service thoughtful?"

"Then I'll clean you up later, apply a mask, apply eye cream..."

Xie Xinghe talked a lot, and Pei Yan was stunned, "It's so troublesome."

"Yeah, I used to be too lazy to do it myself."

"Do it for me now?"

Xie Xinghe glanced at him, "Who asked you to shave my beard, cut my nails and pick my ears..."

The corners of Pei Yan's mouth curled up. If someone had told him in the past that he and Xie Xinghe did these boring and trivial things every day after being together, he would definitely find it very boring.

But now, he seems to feel happiness, a very vulgar word, but it took Pei Yan nearly 30 years to find it.