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Chaoshan raw salt, also known as Chaoshan poison, Yan Jiwen was sent to the hospital overnight because of acute gastroenteritis and hung on a bottle all night. For the first time in his life, he had a deep understanding of this sentence from the mouth .

The doctor said that raw salted food varies from person to person, and advised Yan Jiwen to avoid it in the future.

Some people are experiencing hardships, while others live in peace. Han Yi has properly confirmed that people's physiques cannot be generalized.

The night before, he finished off a table of Chaoshan raw pickles, and drank two cups of whole sugar cheese milk tea before going to bed, and he woke up the next day still looking radiant.

The campus recruitment advertisement of the Fanxing Project has been posted, and the WeChat official account has to speed up the pace.

Yan Jiwen originally agreed with Han Yi that he would sort out the photos today and send them to him, so Han Yi also made an appointment with the editor in charge of the official account in advance, and the article has now been written.

According to the original plan, the article was scheduled to be sent out on time at six o'clock in the evening, but the editor had not received Han Yi's photo until 05:30 in the afternoon. In case Han Yi forgot about it, the other party sent him a A message reminded him.

After Han Yi finished reading the editor's message, he clicked on Yan Jiwen's WeChat dialog box again.

The last message was at two o'clock in the afternoon. Han Yi asked him when he would be able to send the photos, but there was no reply from the other side.

Han Yi thought Yan Jiwen was in class at the time, so he didn't bother him after the message was sent out.

At this hour, I should have already had dinner. Han Yi thought it might be because Yan Jiwen had too many things to do, so he forgot to reply.

Time was running out, so Han Yi simply called him directly to inquire.

It rang for a long time over there, and finally someone answered. Through the receiver, the person on the other end of the phone gave a weak "Hello".

Yan Jiwen's nasal voice was very heavy, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Are you sleeping?" Han Yi asked him.

The other end replied vaguely: "Yeah."

Han Yi: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt, but you told me that you can send the photos today, so I made an appointment for the draft of the official account in advance, it doesn't matter if you don't get it right, I will tell the editor Tell him to postpone the manuscript for a few days."

"Wait a minute." There was a thin swishing sound from the receiver, Yan Jiwen climbed down from the upper bunk and asked, "What's your mailbox? I'll send it to you now."

Listening carefully to the voice for a while, I always feel that the other party's condition seems to be not very good.

Han Yi reported a series of email addresses to Yan Jiwen, and asked him one more question: "Are you okay?"

"It's not very good. After eating supper yesterday, I went back to the dormitory and vomited and had diarrhea. I went to the hospital for a bottle all night."

"What's going on here?" Han Yi was a little surprised.

"Eating raw pickled food caused acute gastroenteritis."

"But I don't seem to feel anything at all."

Hearing what he said, Yan Jiwen suddenly felt a little unbalanced in his heart. Why was he the only one suffering?What kind of stomach structure is this person?

"So are you in the hospital now?"

Han Yi was about to ask him the address of the hospital, but the other person said: "I came back after the bottle injection and got better. I took a day off today and stayed in the dormitory to rest."

Immediately, he heard a sound of typing on the keyboard: "The photo has been sent to you, please check it."

After sending the email, Yan Jiwen went back to bed and lay down again. He was seriously injured by acute gastroenteritis, and he slept all day after returning from the hospital.

Today is Friday, the roommates are going home, going on a date with their girlfriends, Yan Jiwen is the only one left at this time, and the usually noisy dormitory is much quieter.

It's nice to have a quiet resting atmosphere.

The sky outside gradually dimmed, Yan Jiwen finally fell asleep again, and was awakened by a knock on the door outside.

He reluctantly got out of bed again, slandering which bastard roommate forgot to bring the key, and was about to open the door to swear at him.

The next second, he stared at the familiar pretty face in front of him, and swallowed the dirty words that came to his lips.

Holding a bag of things in his hand, Han Yi saw the door open, and walked into the dormitory familiarly: "Have you had dinner? I just brought you millet porridge in the cafeteria. If you have a weak stomach, you'd better eat some light food." .”

Yan Jiwen thought he was dazzled, so he paused for about ten seconds before saying, "You...why are you here?"

"I have class this afternoon, so I can just come and see you."

"No..." Yan Jiwen felt that he didn't understand what he meant, "How do you know the address of my dormitory?"

"Oh, you posted the photos and location of the dormitory in Moments before." Han Yi explained.

The reason why he took the initiative to visit Yan Jiwen was because he felt indebted.

While talking, Han Yi took out the lunch box from the plastic bag and put it on the table, and opened the lid thoughtfully for him by the way: "Eat this porridge while it's hot."

Yan Jiwen was obviously not used to this kind of caring greeting from the same sex, he twitched his hair irritably, and in order to avoid too much eye contact with Han Yi, he shifted his gaze elsewhere uncomfortably.

When people encounter an embarrassing atmosphere, they will always subconsciously find something to do when they have nothing to do.

Why is it so dark in the room today?Yan Jiwen walked to the window, pretending to open the blackout curtain.

I don't know which bastard didn't clean up after eating, and there was still a puddle of oil stains on the floor.

The friction of the slippers was low, Yan Jiwen didn't pay attention to the ground, and just stepped on it, he almost fell down.

"Beware!"

While Han Yi reached out to support him, Yan Jiwen also made a conditioned reflex, grabbed Han Yi's clothes, and waited until he stabilized his center of gravity before realizing his situation, quickly withdrew his hands, and separated from the other party.

Teacher Han's white shirt couldn't stand being pulled and pulled. The button on the neckline was undone immediately after being pulled by him just now, and the tight muscles on the chest were completely wiped out.

There is nothing to hide between men. In the dormitory, the roommates usually walk around shirtless every day. Is there not much to see, but Han Yi shows his chest a little, and Yan Jiwen's thinking is not affected. Started to diverge in a controlled manner.

He didn't know what he was thinking, and it wasn't until Han Yi's cell phone rang that Yan Jiwen came back to his senses.

The Xiangshan Jockey Club had some matters to discuss with Han Yi. Before leaving, Han Yi left him a sentence: "If you need help with anything, you can call me."

The door of the dormitory opened and closed. Yan Jiwen looked at the steaming bowl of millet porridge on the table. There wasn't even a green onion in it, so it was too bland.

Although Yan Jiwen's university and Xiangda University are two neighbors, but when they visit each other, the distance is not close at all. This Han Yi went all the way to his dormitory to deliver a bowl of porridge, and there was indeed a problem.

Yan Jiwen pulled out his chair and sat down, while eating porridge, he thought in his heart that he should try his best not to have too much interaction with this person in the future, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

When Han Yi came back downstairs from the Xiangshan Jockey Club, he happened to run into Han Qianjing who had just returned from a business trip.

Han Yi asked, "Didn't you say you'd be back the day after tomorrow?"

Han Qianjing said: "If you finish the matter ahead of time, you should come back early."

The two brothers stepped into the elevator while chatting. Han Qianjing was dusty, with a trolley case in his left hand and a bag of letters in his right.

Han Yi pointed to the bag: "What good things did you buy for me?"

Han Qianjing took out a bottle of men's perfume and handed it to him.

"You seem to have a lot of stuff in here."

"The rest are snacks," Han Qianjing said, "I bought them for silly der."

Of course Han Yi knew that the "stupid der" he was talking about was his younger brother's boyfriend. The two had known each other a long time ago, and then separated, and now they are reunited.

In contrast, as an elder brother, he was still alone in his thirties, Han Yi sighed heavily with feeling.

"By the way, little brother, you should know a lot of people in China, right? Is there anyone suitable to introduce to me?"

This didn't seem like a question that would come out of Han Yizui's mouth.

Han Qianjing was a little surprised: "I didn't expect you to take the initiative to ask for a blind date. I thought you planned to die alone for the rest of your life."

People's mentality will continue to change over time.

In the past, when I was in my teens or 20s, I always felt that this kind of thing was not in a hurry. At that time, I set my sights very high. I always thought that my significant other must be perfect. Later, I procrastinated, and before I knew it, it started Ben four.

Looking back now and looking back at the past, I feel that I wasted so many years of youth, but in the end I didn't even taste the taste of sex, which is a bit of a loss.

"What type are you looking for? I'll do my best to help you find it."

Han Yi thought for a while and said, "I don't know, but at least you can't be shorter than me, and you shouldn't be too ugly, um...other things will be discussed after we meet and get along."

When it's over, let's add another sentence: "Don't look for people in our industry."

The blind date requirements are quite loose. Han Qianjing sent Han Yi a match on WeChat that night, a friend he met when he was an anchor.

The other party was also from the same city, and the day after he became a friend, he asked Han Yi out for dinner.

In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings in the future, Han Yi confessed his physical condition to the other party.

"As you can see, I had an accident before, and the part below the right thigh has been amputated, but with the assistance of mechanical prosthetics, there will be no major problems in daily life."

"It's okay, I don't discriminate against people with disabilities." Compared with this, the other party seems to be more concerned about another issue, "Actually, I think we can talk quite well, but before considering further development, in order to avoid collisions on the bed, I I want to ask, are you attacking or receiving?"

"What male and what beast?" Han Yi didn't understand what he meant.

The other party put it another way: "That is to say, are you 1 or 0? By the way, I am 0."

Han Yi understood now, he opened his mouth, and just about to answer, suddenly fell silent again.

He awakened to his sexual orientation very early, probably in elementary school, he had already realized that he liked men.

For so many years, he has never had any doubts about his sexuality, but he has only missed one thing, that is, he has never studied his own model.

Teacher Han has no actual combat experience, and it is not easy to discuss this kind of thing in detail with the people around him.

He went home and fretted all night alone, and finally thought of a suitable candidate.

After starting the social APP, he found the only friend in his list and sent a message to him.

[Love Trading]: Look at my profile picture, and the impression of chatting with me, do you think I am attacking or receiving?

He couldn't help but show off his newly learned gay terminology, in case the other party didn't understand, and he also attached an explanation very thoughtfully.

[Love Trading]: Gong is the one above, and Shou is the one below.