you better be

Yan Zimi was willing to leave with Pei Huan until it was time for dinner.

The cat was also very close to Yan Zimi, and Yan Zimi wanted to leave, so he walked them to the door and watched through the glass door.

Yan Zimi turned his head three times at a step, and muttered: "Look, he doesn't want to part with me."

Pei Huan: "If you like it, you can come here often."

Yan Zimi asked Pei Huan, "Will you come with me?"

Pei Huan smiled: "Otherwise?"

Yan Zimi: "Alright then."

After dinner, the two broke up. They had nothing to do at night, so they made an appointment to play games together.

Just hitting and hitting, Yan Zimi felt something was wrong.

His eyes are itchy.

The more I rub it, the more itchy I feel, and I feel a little red when I look in the mirror.

After playing for a while, Pei Huan suddenly asked him, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Zimi rubbed his eyes again: "Huh?"

Pei Huan: "Why do you keep standing still, is there something wrong?"

"No," Yan Zimi blinked hard and told Pei Huan, "My eyes are a little itchy."

Pei Huan: "Itchy eyes? Why?"

Yan Zimi rubbed it again: "I don't know."

Pei Huan: "Is it serious? Do you want to go and have a look?"

Yan Zimi: "No, it's not serious."

It's really not serious, it just itches occasionally.

Yan Zimi thought that something might have fallen into his eyes and it would pass in a while, but he didn't expect the itching to last all night.

When it was time for bedtime, before playing the game, Pei Huan asked him, "Are your eyes still itchy?"

Asked by Pei Huan, Yan Zimi rubbed his eyes again: "A little bit"

He said, "Okay"

fire: "Why are there still some, what did you touch at night?"

Yan Zimi raised his head and thought for a while: "No."

fire: "You're not allergic to cat hair, are you?"

Yan Zimi: "Probably not."

Yan Zimi: "I have touched cats before"

fire: "I'm not feeling well tomorrow and I'll take you to the hospital"

Yan Zimi: "Yes"

With this incident, Yan Zimi received a message from Pei Huan early the next morning.

At 07:30 before he woke up, Pei Huan asked him, "Are you awake?"

When Yan Zimi woke up at eight o'clock, he sent Pei Huan an emoji, and Pei Huan called.

Yan Zimi was drowsy, his voice was too hoarse and floating: "Hello."

Pei Huan laughed over there: "I just woke up."

Yan Zimi almost pronounced it through his nasal cavity: "Yeah."

Pei Huan asked, "Are your eyes okay?"

Yan Zimi: "Wait a minute, let me see."

He turned on the phone's built-in camera, flipped the camera over to look at himself, took a photo of his left eye, and then his right eye.

"It's okay." Yan Zimi said.

Pei Huan's voice softened involuntarily: "Are you still sleeping?"

Yan Zimi: "I still want to sleep, but I can't. I'm afraid I'll oversleep."

Pei Huan: "What's the matter?"

Yan Zimi hummed first, and then said: "The competition I will participate in next week, I will log on to the website and enter the window to fill in the information later."

After hearing this, Pei Huan said, "Hmm again."

Yan Zimi didn't understand: "Huh? What?"

Pei Huan smiled: "It's okay, you can get up."

It's just that Yan Zimi told Pei Huan that his eyes were not itchy. Then he got up from the bed, and the familiar uncomfortable feeling came from the eye socket.

Yan Zimi rubbed it subconsciously, and picked up the phone to send a message to Pei Huan: "Oops."

Yan Zimi said, "It's itchy."

After the two passed, Pei Huan's call came again.

He said, "Go to the hospital, you may be allergic."

Yan Zimi thought for a while: "But for a while..."

Pei Huan seemed to know what he was going to say, and then he said: "Can the phone be operated?"

Yan Zimi: "Yes."

Pei Huan: "You wash up and eat something, I'll go find you."

While washing up, Pei Huan asked Yan Zimi for the URL and the login process posted a few days ago.

After washing up, Pei Huan said to him: "I'll do it, you go downstairs to eat."

Yan Zimi trusts Pei Huan unconditionally: "Yeah"

Because it is a competition with a small number of people, the registration time is only two hours, and not many people know about it, so if you miss it, you will miss it.

Although there were few participants, it was not a small competition, and Yan Zimi was not a procrastinator, so not long after nine o'clock, he turned on his phone to ask Pei Huan about his progress.

Unexpectedly, Pei Huan sent screenshots first, one was Yan Zimi's information he filled in, and the other was a screenshot of successful registration.

Pei Huan: "By the way, I printed out the registration form and brought it to you."

Only then did Yan Zimi know that there was still a registration form.

Because Pei Huan did this, Yan Zimi was a little absent-minded when eating.

He was a little whimsical, he thought of the sentence that Lin Jie asked him before, "Is he straight or not?"

Yan Zimi felt a little itchy.

Of course, it only itch for a while.

Forget it.

Yan Zimi has always been decisive in doing things, he seldom advances and retreats like this, he looks forward and backward, thinks about it, and dare not take the last half step, because he himself finds it annoying.

"What do you think?"

A pair of hands suddenly shook in front of Yan Zimi's eyes, Yan Zimi was stunned for a moment.

"It's nothing." Yan Zimi said to Pei Huan.

Pei Huan sat down on the seat opposite him, reached out and raised Yan Zimi's chin: "Let me see."

Pei Huan turned Yan Zimi's head to the left, then to the right.

Yan Zimi has chopsticks in one hand and a spoon in the other, at his mercy.

Soon, Pei Huan came to a conclusion: "It's a little red."

Yan Zimi: "It's red."

Pei Huan asked, "Did you tape it?"

Yan Zimi nodded: "I have."

Pei Huan: "Has the People's Hospital ever opened?"

People's Hospital is the nearest hospital, but only 5 minutes away.

Yan Zimi nodded: "It has been opened."

Pei Huan was puzzled: "Why did you drive it?"

Yan Zimi: "I caught a cold last year, so I went to get a drip."

Pei Huan hummed: "Give me the card number, and I'll register one."

After he finished speaking, he took out the registration form from his bag and put it on the table.

Because of thinking about it just now, Yan Zimi didn't take the card right away.

He looked at the registration form and put it away, then said to Pei Huan, "I can go by myself."

Pei Huan shook his head: "I took you to touch the cat, how can I let you go by yourself."

Yan Zimi seemed to want to say something, opened his mouth and shut it, closed his mouth and opened his mouth again.

Finally, he stuffed a mouthful of porridge into his mouth.

good!Bar!

Yan Zimi said these two words aloud in his heart.

He really thought too much, so Pei Huan was just responsible for helping this group and that, and signing up might be called a incidental service.

But Yan Zimi was still a little unwilling, and when he swallowed the porridge in his mouth, he asked Pei Huan, "Why did you buy me milk tea that day?"

Pei Huan probably didn't expect Yan Zimi to mention this matter suddenly, but was taken aback for a moment.

Then he asked, "Don't you want to drink?"

Yan Zimi: "If I want to drink, you can buy it for me?"

Pei Huan answered quickly this time, and asked in confusion, "No?"

Yan Zimi gritted his back teeth.

Oh forget it.

Forget it, forget it.

"It's okay." Yan Zimi hesitated.

If we continue talking, he might cry.

What is he doing now?

He has done so much for you with good intentions, and you act aggressively as if he is sorry for you.

Unexpectedly, Pei Huan asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the milk tea?"

Yan Zimi shook his head: "No, it's fine." In order to avoid continuing this topic, Yan Zimi rubbed his eyes: "It's so itchy."

Pei Huan's attention was really attracted, he grabbed Yan Zimi's wrist: "Stop rubbing it."

Yan Zimi immediately obeyed: "Oh."

Pei Huan let go of Yan Zimi's hand, but didn't take it back, and suddenly reached out again, pulling Yan Zimi's collar away.

Yan Zimi gasped.

But Pei Huan didn't hear it, he stared at Yan Zimi's collarbone: "Why is it red here?"

Yan Zimi: "Really?"

Pei Huan said as soon as he said it, and even wiped it with his fingertips.

The temperature difference between the skins immediately irritated Yan Zimi's nerves, and he clutched the chopsticks tightly and did not dare to move.

He knew it wasn't the time to be sensitive, but he just...

"Is it itchy?" Pei Huan took his hand back.

Yan Zimi shook his head: "It doesn't itch."

Pei Huan: "It should be cat hair allergy, he rubbed against you yesterday."

Yan Zimi: "Oh."

Pei Huan's online registration saved a lot of time. The two waited in the hospital for half an hour before it was their turn. After telling the doctor about the symptoms, the doctor showed Yan Zimi, saying it was conjunctivitis, and prescribed eye drops. A blood test for allergens was also prescribed.

Pei Huan asked the doctor, "Is it serious?"

The doctor was very calm: "If you hurry up, you will be cured in a day."

Then, the two went to the blood draw place on the first floor together.

Pei Huan asked Yan Zimi: "What if I am allergic to cat fur?"

Yan Zimi was already feeling uncomfortable: "After that, I won't be able to keep cats," he said in a low voice, "My mother is also allergic."

Pei Huan: "Inherited."

The air was silent for a few seconds, then Pei Huan suddenly took Yan Zimi over and patted his head: "Are you sad?"

Yan Zimi: "A little bit," he said, "But I have touched it before, why is it all right?"

Pei Huan: "The doctor said, it should be rubbing the eyes after touching the cat."

Yan Zimi thought for a while: "Then if I don't touch my eyes in the future, is it okay?"

"No," Pei Huan disagreed, "This cannot be avoided."

Yan Zimi whispered: "Okay."

More sad than allergies, of course, is not being able to keep cats in the future.

When it was Yan Zimi's turn to draw blood, he was a little absent-minded, and when the needle was about to penetrate the skin, he frowned and turned his head away.

Pei Huan may have misunderstood that he was afraid of needles, so he walked over immediately, approached Yan Zimi and put his hand on his head, and Yan Zimi followed suit.

The list showed that the report would be next week. After going out, Pei Huan gave Yan Zimi a drop first, and said to him, "Don't rub your hands."

Yan Zimi was very obedient: "Oh."

Pei Huan turned to look at him: "Are you still sad?"

Yan Zimi: "It's better." He turned his head and smiled at Pei Huan: "It's not very serious. You can still play with other cats. Just wash your hands and don't touch your eyes."

Pei Huan nodded approvingly: "Have you figured it out?"

Yan Zimi: "That's not it."

Pei Huan: "Little Yan is great."

Yan Zimi laughed: "You are only a child."

Yan Zimi was originally a person who could figure things out on his own, and the situation was not at its worst, he never bored himself or just added troubles.

After a while, Pei Huan said again: "I thought you were going to be sad for a long time."

Yan Zimi asked: "What if I'm really sad for a long time?"

Pei Huan sighed: "That would be a headache, I don't know how to coax people."

Yan Zimi said oh, but his heart was cut loudly.

You can't coax people yet, you are the best at coaxing people.

After getting in the car, Pei Huan picked up the bag of eye drops and asked Yan Zimi, "Can I drip it myself?"

Yan Zimi glanced at the bag.

Isn't this kind of thing enough?

But Yan Zimi said, "No."

Pei Huan asked: "Is there anything else to do today? If not, go to my place. It might be fine after today's drip."

Yan Zimi nodded: "Yes."

Pei Huan: "If you're bored, I'll write a few grade-[-] papers for you."

After speaking, the carriage was quiet for a second, and then both of them laughed.

Yan Zimi: "Teacher Pei is very dedicated."

Teacher Pei joked: "The exam is coming soon. If you fail, I will be ashamed."

Yan Zimi: "The pressure is on me."

Pei Huan continued: "If you haven't done enough work for four hours today, you are not allowed to go back."

Yan Zimi lowered his head and smiled again.

You shouldn't laugh, you shouldn't laugh.

On the way back, Pei Huan finished reading the large sheet of instructions in the eye drops box, not knowing what he was studying.

It didn't take long for the two of them to arrive at Pei Huan's dormitory.

Everyone was used to thinking that Chang Yan Zimi had arrived, Xiaodong thoughtfully put out his cigarette when he saw this, took a book and cleared the air.

Pei Huan put down the bag, turned to Yan Zimi and asked, "Did you really write the paper for you?"

Yan Zimi has no objection: "Okay."

He didn't really care, he just wanted to stay with Pei Huan.

Probably thinking that he really had nothing to do, Pei Huan searched on the computer and found two sets of listening questions for Yan Zi.

All of a sudden, the dormitory entered a daily state of doing their own things, as if there was Yan Zimi or not.

"Are your eyes less itchy?"

After a few questions, Pei Huan asked Yan Zimi.

Only then did Yan Zimi realize that he hadn't rubbed his eyes for a long time.

Counting the time was almost up, Pei Huan took out the eye drops again.

"Head up." Pei Huan stood beside Yan Zimi.

Yan Zimi raised his head.

Yan Zimi's eyes are very big, so there is no need to open them.

Pei Huan was at his side, holding his chin, and when a drop was about to go in, Yan Zimi suddenly flinched and stretched out his hand.

Pei Huan also trembled because of this, several drops of eye drops suddenly dripped on Yan Zimi's hand.

"Neck is sore." Yan Zimi smiled embarrassedly.

Pei Huan took the eye drops away, and drew a half circle in front of Yan Zimi: "Face me."

Yan Zimi followed suit.

But I didn't expect this posture to be like this.

strangeness.

Yan Zimi didn't need Pei Huan to lift his chin, and he didn't need to raise his head so much. He blinked at Pei Huan, felt that Pei Huan was getting closer, and bent down.

What's more, a leg stepped between his legs.

Yan Zimi's Adam's apple involuntarily moved, and at the same time, eye drops dripped in.

"do not move."

After Pei Huan said this, he got closer to Yan Zimi and dripped the other eye.

Yan Zimi's heart beat secretly.

So after dripping, Yan Zimi stood up and made an excuse: "I'm going to wash my hands."

The bathroom in the dormitory was in the corner, which happened to be covered by the bed, Yan Zimi quickly slipped away before he was spotted blushing.

But he turned on the faucet when he was inside, when he heard a noise outside.

The familiar voice, but it should not be Lin Sheng, but his brother Lin Chang.

The man yelled when he entered the door: "Pei Huan," and then said: "Guess what I found!"

Before Pei Huan could answer, Lin Chang said, "I found out that Yan Zimi is gay!"

Yan Zimi froze instantly.

Outside Lin Chang said again: "Look at this photo, do you know where it is? This is gay, he is with a group of gays, he is gay, Pei Huan."