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Neither of them could get up the next day. Xie Qibai always had to get out of bed every day, but Lin Mojiu couldn't. He seemed to have formed a biological clock. He would wake up before seven o'clock every day. Xie Qibai will reluctantly be dragged up by him when breakfast is ready.

This has been the case for a long time, so when Xie Qibai woke up naturally after sleeping and saw Lin Mojiu still lying beside him, he was stunned for a moment.

At that moment, thousands of thoughts floated by, several worst scenarios scared Xie Qibai to jump up quickly, his first reaction was to check Lin Mojiu's breath... Fortunately, his husband is alive and well.

With such a lot of movement, Lin Mojiu couldn't fall asleep even if he wanted to sleep. He frowned and opened his eyes. Seeing the troublesome Xie Qibai, he subconsciously raised his hand to grab him over and closed his eyes again. His voice was a little hoarse. Still feeling helpless, "...you don't go to bed early in the morning, what the hell are you doing?"

Xie Qibai lay on his chest and couldn't move, but he breathed a sigh of relief, resting his chin on the back of his hand, and whispered worriedly, "Are you feeling better? I'll cook porridge for you later, okay?"

Lin Mojiu opened his eyes, and looked at Xie Qibai with strange eyes again, staring at Xie Qibai inexplicably, then let go of his hand, closed his eyes again, "Go."

Xie Qibai felt that he was a bit strange, but he couldn't tell where it was, so he could only temporarily attribute all this to Lin Mojiu's illness. Maybe people who rarely get sick will become different from usual when they get sick. After being together for so long, except for the meeting, Xie Qibai had never seen Lin Mojiu sick.

He dispelled his doubts, and finally became serious when dealing with patients who needed to 'rely on' him. He kissed Lin Mojiu's forehead, and helped him cover the quilt again, "Then you have a good rest, I will call you when the porridge is ready, Call me if you have anything to do, call me if you want to drink water, the living room is too far away, I will pour it for you."

After speaking, he waited for a while until Lin Mojiu gave a dull 'hmm' before getting out of bed to cook porridge.

After confirming whether he would come out after entering the kitchen, Lin Mojiu suddenly turned over and got out of bed. He picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, walked to the window, hesitated for a while, and dialed the top address in the address book. that number.

"...Hello? Mom, it's me."

"..." The other side was quiet for a long time before a middle-aged woman's gentle voice came, "You are outside, are you doing well?"

Lin Mojiu clenched his fists instantly, the huge shame and guilt seemed to burn his face, and the burning pain in his cheeks made it difficult for him to speak, "I...I live at a friend's house now, I'm fine, I was fine at the time I, it's not that I don't want to go back, it's...Mom, I'm sorry."

Lin Mojiu heard the forbearance of sobs on the other side, and then heard her say, "It's okay, Mom doesn't blame you, business failure is inevitable, but you refused to listen to Mom's advice and insisted on cooperating with that person... Even if you go bankrupt, it can also frustrate your spirit. You have been competitive since you were a child, unwilling to admit defeat, and refused to accept your fate. Mom knows that you will suffer losses sooner or later. It doesn’t matter, but you owe too much money. ... Mom knows the password of your bank card, and Mom still has some savings, which are all used to pay off the debts, is the little money on your body enough?"

"...That's enough. Mom, you don't have to worry about me. As long as I'm still here, I can continue to earn money. I won't go back during this time. Take care of your health."

"Okay, okay, mom knows you're not a person who gives up easily..."

"What about him?" After holding back for so long, Lin Mojiu finally couldn't help but said, "What happened to us, does he know? Did he..."

There was no response from the other side, and as the silence continued, Lin Mojiu laughed at himself inwardly, and then said, "I see."

There was a scent wafting out of the living room, Xie Qibai greeted Lin Mojiu, "Come on! It's just in time to wake up, go brush your teeth and come over to eat preserved egg and lean meat porridge. This is the only thing I am good at. I know you will like it."

He was busy serving the porridge and setting the bowls and chopsticks, with beads of sweat hanging from the tip of his nose, rendering the little mole cute and simple. When he raised his eyes, the light in his eyes quietly dissipated a lot of the gloom in Lin Mojiu's heart.

"It's so slow, don't you like porridge with preserved egg and lean meat?"

Lin Mojiu pulled out his chair and sat down. Looking at the bowl of porridge served in front of him, he suddenly smiled.

Xie Qibai asked inexplicably, "What are you laughing at?"

Lin Mojiu blew on the hot porridge, swallowed and said, "It's nothing, don't put preserved eggs next time."

Xie Qibai was still a little unresponsive, and wondered, "Preserved eggs and lean meat porridge don't include preserved eggs, so what kind of preserved eggs and lean meat are they called?"

Lin Mojiu sighed, and said, "I mean, you put too much, it smells a bit bad."

Xie Qibai, "...Damn, then don't eat it." Before he finished speaking, Lin Mojiu had already finished his bowl.

Xie Qibai was stunned for a moment, while insulting him, he happily added another bowl to him.

When the small crystal mooncakes came out, Lin Yufei happened to be downstairs after exercising, and he saw the exquisite snacks on the table at a glance. In addition to the crystal and small fruit and vegetable flavored mooncakes, there were also Xiaolongbao Shaomai, etc. Lin Yufei could not restrain himself It tastes like the kind that can bite three in one bite, and it smells delicious.

"This is taro, corn, purple potato, and cherry stuffing. I didn't finish the last time I bought it. Now it's just solved. It won't be too sweet. Brother, try it. And this, Xiaoroubao Shaomai Jie Tired, do you want to dip it in some chili sauce? I also made this myself."

Yan Xiaoruan pushed the pile of dinner plates in front of Lin Yufei, looking at him expectantly, and Lin Yufei also tasted every kind of dish, and gave a very high evaluation, " It's delicious and soft."

After being praised, Hui Xiaoruan felt a little embarrassed.

Not long after breakfast, Lin Yufei answered a phone call. He didn't deliberately avoid it, so Hui Xiaoruan could hear him clearly.

"Hello? Xiaofei, do you want to go back to the old house for dinner tonight? Your uncle, aunt, and your cousins ​​have brought the boys back long ago..."

Lin Yufei noticed Yan Xiaoruan who was listening with pricked ears, touched his head, and signaled him to drink the milk on the table with his eyes, and then said, "Sorry Grandpa, I won't be going back this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, last time You said that the tea tastes good, so I asked someone to bring a few more boxes, and Xiao Lu will send it to you later."

The person on the other side sounded a little dissatisfied, "You always bother Xiao Lu what to do, and make people work overtime during the holidays, how does this boss work? You send it to me yourself, so it's settled."

Lin Yufei was calm, "Grandpa, I really won't go back."

The old man should be angry, he could hear his panting through the microphone, but suddenly, there was no movement on the other side, and after a while, the old man said mysteriously, "Aren't you coming back? Give grandpa a reason. "

Lin Yufei pretended to be perfunctory, as if he was afraid that people would not be able to hear him, and said concisely, "Busy."

Hui Xiaoruan looked in disbelief at the man in home clothes who was watching TV and changing channels, and couldn't figure out how he could say the word 'busy' so calmly and confidently.

Apparently the old man wouldn't believe it either, he suddenly laughed, and his tone sounded very malicious, "Good grandson, tell grandpa, do you have a girlfriend outside?"