who is my old gong tonight

His throat was dry and smoky, his nose was spraying hot air like fire, his head was groggy, obviously he had caught a cold, the retribution for not keeping the New Year's Eve came too fast.

He reached for the cup on the bedside table, but there was not a drop of water in the cup, so Jiang Kaiyu had to drag his heavy body to the kitchen downstairs to pour water.

The lights in the whole villa were turned off, only a few wall lamps exuded a dim yellow halo, Jiang Kaiyu touched the kitchen top-heavy, and took a can of herbal tea from the refrigerator, which he wanted to drink right now.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him, and Jiang Kaiyu's hair stood on end. Turning around, he saw Yan Hao, and he patted his frightened little heart and let out a sigh of relief.

He called out "Brother" lightly, but he didn't know what else to say to Yan Hao, not to mention that Yan Ruoxi had just warned him to stay away from Yan Hao, he should have self-knowledge.

The hand that was about to open the pull ring of the herbal tea was held down by Yan Hao, "Don't drink something so cold at night," then frowned slightly, grabbed the herbal tea from Jiang Kaiyu's hand with one hand, and touched his forehead with the other, "You have a fever !"

Jiang Kaiyu felt a little cold. He thought it was because of the coldness in the early morning, so he raised his hand and touched his forehead. The cold hand that was frozen by the herbal tea pot fell on his hot forehead, which made Jiang Kaiyu feel goosebumps all over his body. pimple.

"It's okay, it should be because I played in the snow for a long time during the day, and it will get better tomorrow." If I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have gone crazy with Yu Huai and Jin Yuchang.

Yan Hao took a glass from the cup holder and went to the water dispenser to get a cup of hot water. Looking back, he saw Jiang Kaiyu standing staggering in front of the refrigerator, and stepped over to put Jiang Kaiyu into his arms.

"Drink some hot water, sit down for a while, and I'll call the doctor to come and have a look."

Jiang Kaiyu grabbed Yan Hao's sleeve and shook his head: "No need, I'll just drink hot water and take some antipyretics to sweat a little."

Yan Hao's eyes showed disapproval, but he still asked, "Do you have antipyretics in your room?"

Jiang Kaiyu shook his head.

Yan Hao helped Jiang Kaiyu to sit on the sofa in the living room, "You drink the hot water first, and I'll get the medicine box."

A floor lamp was lit in the living room, and the warm yellow light slightly dispelled the coldness of the night.

Jiang Kaiyu drank a few sips of hot water, and his thirsty throat instantly healed a lot. He approached the sofa, his mind was dazed, and he fell into sleep between breaths.

Yan Hao, who came back from the medicine box, found antipyretics and cold medicine, went to pour a glass of water, and then shook Jiang Kaiyu awake: "Take the medicine and go to sleep."

The high temperature fumigated Jiang Kaiyu's face with an abnormal flush, and he looked a little sick. He glanced at Yan Hao in confusion, and there seemed to be water in his eyes, "I don't want to eat."

"Hey, take medicine to get better."

Jiang Kaiyu felt that he must have lost his temper, or how could he have auditory hallucinations?

Looking at the few pills in Yan Hao's hand, the water in his eyes became brighter: "It's too bitter."

Yan Hao frowned slightly, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the fruit candy on the coffee table: "You will not be bitter after taking the medicine and another piece of candy."

Jiang Kaiyu took the medicine reluctantly, and then looked at the candy box that Yan Hao brought to him, "What flavor is it?" Yan Hao asked.

"apple."

Yan Hao peeled a piece of apple-flavored fruit candy and handed it to Jiang Kaiyu. Jiang Kaiyu directly opened his mouth and ate the piece of apple candy from Yan Hao's hand. The wet touch is obviously stiff.

With apple candy in his mouth, Jiang Kaiyu was still drowsy, and fell asleep almost in the blink of an eye. After Yan Hao regained his senses, he didn't wake Jiang Kaiyu up again, but carried him back to the bedroom directly.

Therefore, Jiang Kaiyu woke up in his bedroom the next day, but because of the fever, he had a vague memory of what happened last night, and he didn't pay much attention to how he returned to the bedroom.

The stuffy nose caused Jiang Kaiyu to have a severe headache. Fortunately, the fever has subsided and his appetite has returned. He only feels hungry at the moment. He takes out his phone from under the pillow and looks at it. It is almost twelve o'clock at noon. No wonder he is so hungry.

Today is the first day of the new year, Yan Junsheng's family went out to pay New Year's greetings, Jiang Kaiyu walked out of the bedroom, the whole villa was very quiet, the nannies were resting in the fixed lounge, if they heard the sound, they came out and took a look, and saw that it was Jiang Kaiyu , then retracted into the lounge, and soon an older nanny came out.

"Young master, the porridge is still hot in the kitchen. The eldest master said that you should eat some when you wake up."

Jiang Kaiyu was slightly surprised, then nodded, said nothing, and walked straight to the kitchen. The porridge was indeed hot in the constant temperature pot, sweet and soft, and looked quite appetizing.

Jiang Kaiyu couldn't understand Yan Hao, and the relationship between the two was only a few days when Yan Hao helped Wang Shuqin's funeral, and his previous attitude was obviously indifferent. Why did he take care of himself so much after returning from abroad this time?

With a stomach full of "can't figure it out", Jiang Kaiyu put all the porridge in the constant temperature pot into his stomach, and then went back to the bedroom to continue sleeping. Jiang Kaiyu was sure that after this winter vacation, he would become fat like a pig.

When dinner was approaching, Yan Junsheng's family of four came back. Yan Ruoxi went upstairs to Jiang Kaiyu's room, knocked on the door twice, and pushed the door open when no one answered. Only after the sound of footsteps did she open her eyes, watching Yan Ruoxi getting closer and closer with sleepy eyes.

Yan Ruoxi took out a well-made invitation card with a faint fragrance from her handbag: "Qi Shaoyang asked me to hand it over to you. Unexpectedly, your social circle is quite wide."

Jiang Kaiyu could hear that Yan Ruoxi's tone contained a kind of inherent arrogance and contempt for Jiang Kaiyu.

"However, Qi Shaoyang is the best choice for you. You have a good eye." Shi Shiran left with a flick of his long hair.

Yan Ruoxi's initial attitude towards Jiang Kaiyu could not be said to be repulsion or closeness, but since last night, her attitude towards Jiang Kaiyu had a huge tilt, and she wished that Jiang Kaiyu would disappear from her eyes immediately.

When the invitation is opened, the aroma is more intense, and the time, place and invited parties of the Chinese New Year Reception are listed on it.

Jiang Kaiyu sniffed, and the dick was about to crawl out of his nostrils. He hurriedly pulled a tissue from the tissue box on the bedside table.As far as his current situation is concerned, going to the reception is too sorry for the perception of all the guests.

Throwing the invitation aside casually, Jiang Kaiyu pulled the quilt over his nose, covered his nose with some heat, and breathed a lot more smoothly.

Not long after Yan Ruoxi left, there was another knock on the bedroom door, and Yan Hao pushed the door open and walked in.

Yan Hao went straight to the bed, half of Jiang Kaiyu's face was covered under the quilt, only a pair of black and white eyes were exposed, and he looked at Yan Hao ignorantly.

Yan Hao reached out to Jiang Kaiyu's forehead, felt that the temperature was normal, and his expression softened slightly. He put the medicine box in the other hand on the bedside table, and opened one of them: "I heard that this medicine is effective in treating colds. Let's eat." Is it? After dinner."

Jiang Kaiyu continued to nod in a daze.

Yan Hao may have simply come to deliver the medicine, and he left after a few simple explanations. There was no enthusiasm, and a slight alienation. It seemed that he was no different from the Yan Hao Jiang Kaiyu knew, but it was different. Jiang Kaiyu was the sixth Feeling told him that Yan Hao is very different now, at least when treating him, it is different from the Yan Hao in Yan Sirui's memory.