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An Jing returned to the training base in the evening of the second day.

There were some leftover dumplings made yesterday and kept in the refrigerator. He steamed some by himself and planned to put them in an insulated box. Anyway, it doesn't take too much effort to make dumplings. Lu Yuqi is lucky.

At that time, An Yu was coming out of the gym. In order to get back his dear abdominal muscles, he had exercised for two hours. He was hungry and ran into the kitchen smelling the aroma.

"Hey, brother is cooking dumplings. I just happened to be hungry." As he spoke, he picked up the bowls and chopsticks very consciously, staring at the steaming dumplings.

When he was about to stretch out his chopsticks, he was mercilessly slapped away by his elder brother.

"Roll it, cook it yourself when you're hungry."

An Yu: "..."

He watched An Jing open the insulated box and put the dumplings in the pot, and he didn't bother to eat them, so he raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Brother, I didn't expect you to be so virtuous, you have to take the dumplings home with you." Who is it for?"

"Say, did you bring it to my future sister-in-law?"

An Jing said no, "For the puppy."

"..." An Yu suddenly felt sad, pointed at his elder brother tremblingly, and complained angrily, "So you would rather give it to a dog than to your dear brother?"

He's worse than a dog, right?

"Big brother and second brother, are you cooking dumplings?" An Qingyan had just finished a set of math papers, and when she got down to get some air, she heard something and walked into the kitchen.

An Jing finished installing, closed the lid of the heat preservation box, turned her head and smiled at An Qingyan, "Yan Yan, there are still some dumplings left in the pot, if you want to eat, big brother will put them in a bowl for you."

An Yu: "???"

An Qingyan said no, he was not hungry, so An Jing put the leftover dumplings into a bowl, handed them to An Yu, and patted him on the shoulder, "Eat, I must have been practicing for so long in the gym just now. Be hungry, eat more."

An Yu: "..." That's not what you said just now!

"Yanyan, the eldest brother will leave first."

"Okay, goodbye, brother."

After the eldest brother left, An Qingyan saw his second brother looking down at the dumplings in the bowl hesitantly, and said thoughtfully: "Second brother, it's okay to eat, I don't think you are fat, really."

"..." The second brother raised his hand to wipe away his bitter tears, put down the bowl of delicious dumplings with great restraint, and patted the younger brother on the shoulder, "Brother, you don't understand, the second brother should continue to grind iron. "

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When Lu Yuqi woke up this morning, he felt dizzy and his head was swollen, and his body was also hot. It was probably because he sweated a lot from practicing too late last night, took a bath with cold water, and had a fever.

He didn't take it seriously, he insisted not to tell others, and continued to practice.

At noon, he couldn't hold on any longer, and the fever became more and more severe, and he almost fell to the floor. Only then did the staff discover his abnormality, and rushed him to the hospital for IV drip.

In the evening, Lu Yuqi's fever subsided a bit, his physique was good, and he recovered quickly, lying on the hospital bed was too boring, so he took out his mobile phone to play games to pass the time.

His brother Lu Sheng called him.

"I heard that you have a fever, are you feeling better now?"

"It's okay." Lu Yuqi pouted helplessly, not knowing where his brother got the news, "It's just a minor illness, they insisted on sending me to the hospital."

"Stay well in the hospital and don't play with your phone." Speaking of this, Lu Sheng remembered what happened yesterday, and he said helplessly:

"Lu Yuqi, don't think that I don't know how many phones you secretly hid. You can play it secretly, and even openly give An Jing a thumbs up. What do you want to do?"

Lu Yuqi: "It's nothing, just order as much as you want."

Lu Sheng: "You really like him that much?"

Hearing this, the young man tightened his grip on the phone, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and he didn't intend to answer the question, "I want to play a game, so hang up first."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Lu Sheng on the other side shook his head helplessly. His younger brother has been as stubborn as a donkey since he was a child. He doesn't listen to persuasion. Once something is decided, even ten cows can't pull it back.

When it came to playing games, Lu Yuqi didn't think too much about it, so he opened Weibo without knowing it, clicked on the familiar profile picture, and looked back and forth at the few messages in the private message.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

Lu Yuqi followed the prestige, and when he saw who the person was standing outside, his heart trembled, and he immediately quit Weibo, and that person also opened the door and came in with a thermal lunch box in his hand.

"I heard from the staff that you are sick." An Jing said, she pulled out the chair and sat beside the hospital bed, and put the incubator on the bedside table. He looked at the haggard young man in front of him.

Lu Yuqi restrained his expression, still had the usual haughty expression, didn't say hello to An Jing, and said directly: "Why are you here?"

This kid would only call him Mr. An and call him "you" when he was joking or getting angry. An Jing was not surprised, so why not feed the puppy.

He didn't answer the question, "How do you feel?" After that, he raised his hand and touched the other person's forehead with the back of his hand. He didn't pay attention to the other person's uncomfortable expression, and concluded, "It's a little hot."

After that, he put down his hand.

He just returned to the training base and learned from the staff that Lu Yuqi had a fever. It was just a minor illness and he didn't need to visit him, but this dumpling couldn't be cooked for nothing.

So here it is.

Lu Yuqi's hand that was still holding the phone tightened silently, and he pursed his lips. It seemed that the touch of the back of the man's hand still remained on his forehead. As the skin seeped into the blood, it was so hot that the tips of his ears turned red.

An Jing asked: "How do you feel? Are you uncomfortable?"

In fact, it was almost better, and he was able to talk back to his brother just now, but now Lu Yuqi frowned slightly, and his voice revealed a sickly hoarse voice: "It's a little uncomfortable, I have a headache."

Hearing this, An Jing picked up the disposable cup on the bedside table. There was still half a cup of water in it, but it was already cold. He poured some hot water again, and then handed it to the sick-looking man on the hospital bed. people.

He watched the boy take the cup, bowed his head and took two sips.

Tsk... Normally he looks like he is flamboyant, but when he is sick, he looks more obedient. He is just a child at the same age as Yan Yan, so he couldn't help but say in an elder brother's manner:

"Tell others when you are sick, don't hold on to yourself, what if you burn yourself stupid?"

Lu Yuqi lowered his eyes and hummed.

An Jing was more and more surprised, even a little flattered, that the boy didn't refute, it seemed that it was because of his illness, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Looking at the insulation box on the bedside table, he remembered the purpose of coming here, and asked again: "Have you eaten yet?"

At this time, the sky outside the window was already dark. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening. Lu Yuqi had eaten two hours ago, but he didn't have much appetite and didn't eat much.

Without changing his face, he said no.

An Jing took the lunch box over in a logical manner, and unscrewed the lid. The insulation effect of the lunch box is very good, and the dumplings inside are still steaming, and the fragrance is spreading in the small ward.

After Lu Yuqi saw what was inside, he couldn't help being stunned. He just wanted to find a reason to send a message to An Jing yesterday, and never thought that An Jing would actually bring him dumplings to eat.

He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

In the next second, I heard a man's magnetic voice ringing in my ears: "I steamed the leftover dumplings for you from yesterday. Don't lose face, you kid. You have to eat them up."

"That must be terrible." Lu Yuqi insisted.

Now he started to hate people again, An Jing ignored him, he set up a small table and put the lunch box on it, then stuffed the chopsticks into the opponent's hand, "Eat while it's hot."

Lu Yuqi looked at the thin-skinned and stuffed dumplings in the lunch box, paused for a moment while holding the chopsticks, moved his lips, said thank you a little uncomfortably, and then bowed his head and began to eat.

The dumplings were delicious, but he didn't care much about the taste.

In his mind, he only thought that this was made by An Jing for him, and that it was specially brought from home for him. Thinking of this, the corners of the boy's lips raised slightly where the man couldn't see it.

An Jing asked him: "How is it, is it delicious?"

With half a dumpling stuffed in his mouth, he said vaguely, "It's okay."

An Jing couldn't help smiling, leaned over slightly, raised her hand and rubbed the boy's head, after rubbing it, he froze for a moment, then silently withdrew his hand.

This kid is not as obedient as Yan Yan, he might blow his hair if he rubs it. He observed Lu Yuqi's reaction calmly, but he didn't blow his hair. The other party just froze for a moment, as if nothing happened, and continued eat.

He was a little puzzled for a moment, and stayed on Lu Yuqi with probing eyes, and found that the other's ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

how?Burned again?

Lu Yuqi couldn't hold back, and finally raised his head to look at the man who had been staring at him. The expression on his face and tone of voice were a bit fierce, "What do you think I am doing?"

"Angry?" An Jing looked away in embarrassment, and stood up casually, "Okay, then I won't bother you, eat slowly, and I'll go back first."

Lu Yuqi didn't speak, and from the corner of his eye he watched the man's tall back leave the ward and finally disappeared. He looked away, silently looked at the dumpling in front of him, and then raised his hand to touch the back of his head, which was the place An Jing touched just now.

He wasn't angry.

I just can't stand being stared at all the time.

My ears are hot, and my heart is also hot.

He was eating the dumplings, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly, like a cat stealing fish, but after hearing the sound of footsteps getting closer, he restrained himself in an instant.

"By the way, take a good rest when you're full and don't play with your phone anymore." An Jing, who suddenly came back, stood at the door of the ward and ordered worriedly.

Lu Yuqi hummed, "Understood."

At this moment, he hoped that An Jing would leave quickly.

But the other party came in, "By the way, let's add a WeChat, you scan me or I scan you."

Lu Yuqi: "...whatever."