Doctor of Rebirth

"I want to go to the cemetery to see my parents." Xie Cishu said, too many things happened in the past two days, too sudden, it was hard for him to accept.

"Okay, I'll go with you." Wen Yan gently kissed Xie Cishu's forehead, "I'm here."

"I only have you." Xie Cishu hugged Wen Yan tightly. He was flustered and scared. The last time he was so scared was when Xie's father and mother passed away. That time he lost his dearest relative, but this time, he only had Wen Yan. This one is family too.

"No, Chi." Wen Yan said seriously, "You also have a father who works in the laboratory, a mother who teaches at the university, a younger brother who is a graduate student, and a younger brother who is a high school student."

"The most important thing is that you have a lover who will always love you." Wen Yan said seriously and affectionately, "So, you will not be alone, don't be afraid."

Xie Cishu lay on Wen Yan's shoulder, silent tears soaked Wen Yan's shirt, Wen Yan took out a piece of paper and handed it to Xie Cishu.

The silence speaks.

Xie Cishu is a strong and proud person at heart, what he needs is never sympathy and pity, Wen Yan understands that, so he just silently accompany him.

"I'm going to change clothes." After Xie Cishu cried, his emotions were released, and his heart was relieved a lot. Seeing Wen Yan's wet area, he felt a little embarrassed, "You should go and change your clothes too."

"Well, although it's not the first time I've seen you, you still have to dress modestly." Wen Yan solemnly paved the way for Xie Ci.

Xie Cishu just bought flowers and stood in front of the tombstone for a long time without saying a word.

Shen Tianhang rushed home in a hurry, and Shang Weimo was lying on the bed, dazedly picking up the medicine and preparing to take it.

"Have you seen what the medicine is? Take it up and take it." Shen Tianhang snatched it up and took a look, it was anti-inflammatory.

"You're back." Shang Weimo forced a smile.

"I haven't been here for two days." Shen Tianhang said bitterly, "Is the fever gone?"

"I went to shoot a commercial yesterday, and I got into the water. It may be because of the cold water, and I caught a cold." Shang Weimo explained weakly, "The fever should be gone."

Shen Tianhang didn't believe Shang Weimo's words at all, so he tried his temperature again, it was 38 degrees.

"You've got a fever?" Shen Tianhang showed it to Shang Weimo.

Shang Weimo smiled guiltyly.

"The villa is preparing to open for business. Do you know how much I have delayed my return?" Shen Tianhang said, he just said it casually, and he didn't really mean to blame. Or maybe it can be said that he is used to wrapping his concern in In the armor.

"I'm sorry." Shang Weimo smiled, "I'll take another pill and the fever will subside. You can go back and leave me alone. I'm fine."

Shen Tianhang also realized that what he said was too cold and hard, and thinking that sick people are more sensitive and fragile, he explained, "That's not what I meant, don't think too much about it."

It wasn't Shang Weimo who asked him to come back. It was Shen Tianhang who found out that the other party's voice was wrong when he was on the phone. After questioning, he found out that Shang Weimo had a fever, and then hurried back.

Illness comes like a mountain down, sickness goes like a thread.

Shang Weimo's high fever subsided in the evening, but he was still sick and lacking energy, and he vomited after eating takeaway.

"How can you have resistance if you don't eat." Shen Tianhang was anxious, "It's okay, I'm not hungry."

"Why don't you have some porridge." Shen Tianhang said.

Shang Weimo smiled, his face was pale, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, he really looked like a sick beauty, "At this time, which store still has porridge."

"Who said there is no." Shen Tianhang said firmly, "You sleep for a while, and you will definitely have porridge when you wake up."

Shen Tianhang went downstairs and played the tutorial in a low voice outside the kitchen, cooking porridge step by step.

Maybe it was because the effect of the medicine hadn't passed yet, Shang Weimo fell asleep again in a drowsy state.

Shen Tianhang stared at the pot with a good look downstairs, carefully filled it up, and brought it upstairs.

"Shang Weimo..." Shen Tianhang gently pushed Shang Weimo, "Drink some porridge before going to sleep."

"There are really people who buy porridge." Shang Weimo took it in surprise, and took a sip, "But the taste is average."

"Drink yours." Shen Tianhang saw that Shang Weimo was a patient, so he didn't bother with him, "It's good if you have it, and pick and choose."

Shang Weimo just smiled, wondering if he was really hungry, and said that the taste was mediocre, but he drank it clean in the end.

Shen Tianhang cooked the porridge for three days, but his skills did not improve much, but Shang Weimo never complained about the taste of the porridge.

Wen Yan rarely got off work earlier than Xie Cishu, and sat leisurely on the sofa, swiping his phone with his earphones tangled up in his pocket.

As soon as Xie Cishu entered the door, what he saw was Wen Yan lazily leaning on the sofa, his slender and beautiful hands were struggling with the headphone cable, which made him immediately think of Persian cats playing with wool, lazy and noble yet playful and cute.

"Huh?" Wen Yan looked up at the letter of thanks standing at the door.

"It's okay, it's okay." Xie Cishu waved his hand unnaturally, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"When I came back, I saw that the sweet potatoes on the side of the road were very good, so I bought some." Wen Yan said casually, "Do you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes?"

"Eat." Xie Cishu nodded.

"Wait for me for a while, I'll untie it right away." After Wen Yan finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued to untie the earphones.

Xie Cishu resisted not to pounce on him, but he still couldn't help taking out his mobile phone to take a picture.

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Xie Cishu.

Xie Cishu felt a little guilty when he was caught, "I'm going...to wash the sweet potatoes."

Wen Yan chuckled, and twisted the headphone cables that had already been tied together casually.

The two of them stood by the oven and watched, but there was a certain warmth in it.

Looking at the fragrant sweet potatoes that had just been taken out, Xie Cishu's greedy worm was hooked out, and he raised his hand to touch it, but was slapped on the back of his hand in a gentle manner.

"Hot." Wen Yan glared at Xie Cishu, then cut open the sweet potato skin with a knife, dug out a piece with a spoon, blew it, and touched it with his own lips before feeding it to Xie Cishu, "Open your mouth."

"It's delicious, very sweet." Xie Cishu took the spoon, dug a piece, imitated Wen Yan, and fed it to the other party.

In the evening, when Xie Cishu came out of the shower, Wen Yan leaned against the head of the bed, unplugging his earphones again.

"Yanyan." Xie Cishu moved to Wen Yan's side, "Let me explain it to you."

"No, it'll be fine soon." Wen Yan said casually.

Wen Yan lowered his head and acted seriously. Xie Cishu noticed for the first time that Wen Yan's neck was slender and very beautiful.

Xie Cishu snatched the earphone from Wen Yan's hand, threw it on the bedside table, and threw Wen Yan onto the bed.

Wen Yan chuckled, "My earphones are expensive."

"I'll pay you a new one, a more expensive one." Xie Cishu said eagerly, every kiss fell on Wen Yan's neck, leaving red marks one by one.