don't you regret

Gu Yan is very familiar with this street.

There is a supermarket at the back, and along the front is the community. The houses in the community have terraces where you can barbecue.

After all, it was only a month or so ago, on that New Year's Eve, he stood here all night.

The weather was quite cold and the wind was strong. Gu Yi rented a shared electric bike and rode back. Maybe he rode too fast, and his fingers were frozen by the wind along the way.

The first thing Hu Qing said when he saw him was "Do you have anything else to do?" Full-time anchors do have more freedom in scheduling, but viewers who ask for leave will not be happy.

He had to use lottery or rebroadcast to make up for the time, but these were not particularly important. Hearing that Zhuang Song was ill, he even bought the nearest ticket with his hands before his mind.

Opening the door of Hu Qing's house, cats meowed one after another, a big puppet was lying lazily on the mat at the door, and there was a fat orange cat in the cabinet.

Gu Yi put on his shoe covers and walked to Hu Qing's cloakroom, when a petite shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, he was startled, and stopped quickly.

On the back of the sofa in front of him, a short-haired kitten stood firmly in front of Gu Yan, staring fiercely at him with a pair of almond eyes.

Gu Yan knew this cat.Silver tabby with an M on the neck.

It is Zhuang Song's little baby, named 9.9.

It should be because Zhuang Song was ill, so Hu Qing took him to raise him first.

Gu Di bought a lot of things for 9.9, and also made videos with it. He was very close to the kitten in his heart, so he smiled at 9.9 and asked, "Why are you stopping me here?"

The little cat couldn't understand the words and ignored him, but still stared at him fiercely.

Gu Yan had never had a pet before, so he thought that the kitten might be born, so he didn't provoke it again.

He pushed open the door of Hu Qing's cloakroom, ready to take two coats.

As a result, as soon as the cabinet door was opened, 9.9 jumped up again and stood on the grid of the wardrobe.This time he arched his back, bared his teeth, and let out a threatening growl from his throat.

Gu Yan was taken aback, this time it was very obvious, anyone who doesn't own a cat knows it all.

9.9 is threatening him, he is an unwelcome guest.

Gu Yan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

If the other cats in Hu Qing's family don't like him so much, he has absolutely no objection.

But he bought a lot of things for 9.9. As a person who doesn’t own cats, he knows what brand of cat litter 9.9 uses, what brand of cat food he eats, and what kind of snacks he likes. He also talked a lot with 9.9 in the video.

It is true that Gu Di has never met 9.9 offline, so 9.9 does not know him, and his name is not written on the things he bought, and he does not know how to read if he writes a cat, so it is normal to be wary of him.

He figured it out.

But it was hard.

It could be that it all comes together.

The person he wanted to see was flying over, but he didn't dare to meet them.

The kitten he likes doesn't like him, and he doesn't even know him.

Gu Yan endured these emotions and took two steps back - he really didn't know how to communicate with the cat, so he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "Don't stop me, Brother Cat, I'll just take two pieces of clothes , Go back and see your little brother Zhuang. I'm not a bad person, really, I don't mean anything."

He didn't know if what he said was useful, but he didn't want to delay here, Hu Qing's clothes were neatly folded there, so he reached out to get them.

As soon as the arm reached it, the tabby cat suddenly arched its back.

"hiss"--

Gu Yan covered his left arm with his right hand, and stared at 9.9 in shock and anger.

The kitten's paw was so smeared that it did not spare any effort, leaving several long bloodstains on his forearm.

Under the narrow light, there was a long shadow in the tall closet. Gu Yi clutched his arms and looked at the tabby cat standing in the closet. Let it soften first.

"Brother." Gu Yan couldn't hold back anymore, feeling helpless and uncomfortable, "I'm here to get things for them, and I bought you so many snacks, why are you so guarded against me?"

The cat couldn't understand him, but he really didn't know what to do but talk.

After speaking, Gu Yan tried to pick up the object again, but just as the arm was raised, the kitten arched its back extremely nervously.

Gu Yan had no choice but to stop his movements again. He leaned against the door, let out a long breath, and suddenly broke down a little emotionally.

Seems like it's always been like this.

While doing the right things, there are also many wrong things. He has bought many things for the kitten, but to the kitten he is a stranger, an intruder.

You have to suffer the consequences of your mistakes.

Just tell yourself you deserve it.

Whoever told him to do something wrong, what he said was water that was thrown out, and the damage had already been done.It is reasonable for the cat to be on guard against him, and for Zhuang Song to resent him and stay away from him.

No matter how much he paid and how long it took to heal the wound, he felt he should.

Zhuang Song is unwilling to take off his protective armor, it doesn't matter, he is willing to get close, he can be stabbed.Zhuang Song wants to beat him, scold him and torment him casually.

However, it is impossible not to give him any chance of redemption, he is just that bad.

In the silent room, a person and a cat stared at each other.

The cat's eyes are wary, and the human's are depressed and painful, like some kind of injured beast.

After a silent stalemate for an unknown period of time, the crimson sunset sank from the window.

When the night fell on the city, Gu Yi quickly turned his head. At that moment, something crystal flashed under his eyes, and his arm was bleeding, but everyone knew it would definitely not be painful.

Turning back again, Gu Yan's expression returned to calm, and he handed his arm to the kitten.

It may be that it has been long enough, and the cat is not so vigilant, shrinking back and looking at him silently.

"Brother Cat, I'm Brother 9. I really want to be nice to him." Gu Yan said, "I deserve it, I put my arm here, and you can scratch it after you're done, okay?"

-

In fact, it didn't take too long to return to the hospital. Gu Yan rode his bicycle very fast all the way.

First went downstairs to get vaccinated and then went up to find Hu Qing. Hu Qing saw the clothes he brought back as if he saw his own father, and took both coats: "Oh, thank you so much, but I was frozen to death .”

Then he noticed the newly bandaged wound on Gu Di's hand: "How did you do this?"

"It hit the door." Gu Yan said lightly.

"Bump your arm when you hit the door?" Hu Qing asked suspiciously.

"How is he?" Gu Yan changed the subject directly, looking unconsciously at the ward.

"Sleeping." Hu Qing studied Gu Di's eyes and suspected that there was a magnet in the room, "Do you want to go in and see him?"

Gu Yi thought for a while, and could feel that he was very moved by this suggestion, but finally said: "There is no reason, forget it."

"Do you need a reason to visit people?" Hu Qing didn't understand again.

Gu Yan didn't answer.

Hu Qing was not particularly familiar with Gu Di at first, so he didn't ask so many questions.

Instead, he remembered something new and sighed.

"What's wrong?" Gu Yan asked.

"Just now Xiao Zhuang sat up in shock while dying, and asked me to tell his mentor that the progress report was sent two days late." Hu Qing said, "After speaking, he fell down again, so just plug me a mobile phone."

He shook Zhuang Song's mobile phone in his hand: "I don't know the password, and I don't know the tutor's contact information, how can I say that?"

"Teacher." Gu Yan said, "Let me talk."

"Ah?" Hu Qing was really puzzled now, "Do you have the contact information of his mentor?"

"En." Gu Yi responded, opened the contact list and searched for people.

Hu Qing stared dumbfounded at the fact that he really pulled out a contact person named "Qing Da Gao XX", and couldn't help asking: "How do you have his tutor's contact information? What's the relationship between you two?"

Gu Yi smiled and didn't answer, then asked again, "Has he had dinner yet?"

"No." Hu Qing said.

When he was still dying and sitting up in shock, Zhuang Song muttered something, and he disappeared, "It seems that he wants to drink soup."

"Then I know." Gu Yan said, "Radish pork rib soup, I'll get it."

"No." Hu Qing looked at Gu Yi's back as he walked out of the ward, and muttered to himself, "It's so mature and you don't see him, what's the matter?"

Gu Di didn't even turn his head, and said from a distance: "Master and the annoying silly dog."

-

It is said that illness comes like a mountain, and it is the same with Zhuang Song.

His condition is not serious, but it may be that he hung up three bottles of water in one afternoon, the medicine was too strong, or it may be purely due to overtime work and lack of rest. From the beginning of the injection, he was groggy, sweating a lot, and lacked strength. I can't even lift my hands, I just want to sleep.

In the middle, I thought that the report was going to be overdue, and I had to talk to my instructor, but I couldn't speak clearly, and I couldn't speak clearly even if I wanted to eat.

It's just tired, very tired. Those who have experienced sleepiness should understand that the body is fine, but they must sleep.

The fever was going down, so I sweated so much that the changing hospital gown was soaked.

Drowsily, I had a lot of dreams. First, I dreamed that the report was delivered late and I was killed. I was very depressed. Then I dreamed that someone helped him sit up by his shoulders, and wiped the sweat on his forehead with a tissue. The movements were as light as It was he who was too hot to touch, and then fed him his favorite radish rib soup spoon by spoon.

But in the dream, Zhuang Song was more self-willed than usual. He drank two spoonfuls, but the third spoonful was too hot and he didn’t want to drink it.

At that time, he was actually in a trance, thinking that it seemed to be the real thing, because he heard a light hiss from someone next to him.

But he was too tired, and the voice was half-truth, and he couldn't open his eyes, so he didn't care.

After a while, the pork rib soup came again.

Let's just say it was a dream.

Where did the second bowl of soup come from?

I don't know when Zhuang Song woke up, but when he opened his eyes, there was darkness.

The mobile phone was beside the bed, and he touched it to check the time. It was 04:30 in the morning, and it was midnight.

The first thing that came to mind was the project report. Fortunately, it wasn't really banned, but it was really going to be overdue.

Although it seems to be talking to Hu Qing, but Hu Qing doesn't know anything, and it's useless to talk about it.

So he quickly opened WeChat.

-Teacher Gao: Xiao Zhuang, it’s okay to postpone the report if you’re sick. I’ve applied for three days for you. Take care of your health first!have a good rest!

Zhuang Song was very surprised, he turned up and made sure that he didn't send a message in his dream.

Then Hu Qing is quite powerful, and he can get in touch with his mentors.

Hu Qing's work and rest are very upside down, and there are many painters like this.So Zhuang Song was not afraid of interrupting, and sent Hu Qing a thank you.

Hu Qing returned quickly.

- don't thank me.Thank you Gu Yan.

Zhuang Song was taken aback.

-ah?Did he send a message?

-Yes, I don’t even know who your mentor is and how did you contact [laughing and crying] He also made the soup.

Soup, too, did he make it?

Zhuang Song had just accepted the matter of "Gu Yi helping him contact his mentor", and suddenly his mind was in a daze again.

It made sense for Gu Di to help him contact his mentor. Hu Qing asked him how to contact him, so he might just contact him by the way.

A WeChat thing.

But...soup?

What soup?

Isn't that a dream?

Zhuang Song glanced to the side, only to find that there was really a bowl beside the bed.

Zhuang Song's first reaction was shit, it must be true that the project was killed, but after thinking about it again, he realized that it was really impossible.

He breathed a sigh of relief and sat up slowly.

Therefore, the radish rib soup in the dream is real.

Then it was true that he lifted the soup bowl?

Is it true that the person in the dream was splashed with soup?

That person is... Gu Yan?

- the soup he madeWhat's the meaning?He is here?

- Yes, Airplane Warrior.It's amazing, I think it's amazing too.

- what about others?

- I am accompanying you in bed.

Zhuang Song looked around, and if Gu Yanzhen was accompanying the bed in the ward, the matter would not be miraculous but horrifying.

But when he was half awake, he did seem to hear the door knocking.

- It looks like he's gone.

-That's possible too, he said you should be annoyed seeing him.

……

Zhuang Song put down the phone.

A bit dumbfounded, mixed with the natural anger towards this person, but also a little hot in my heart, it's quite complicated.

So I came here by plane, and I stayed by the bedside to help send a message, but I had to clean up after being splashed with soup.

Then seeing that Zhuang Song was about to wake up, he was afraid that seeing Zhuang Song in front of him would make him feel bad, so he packed up and ran away.

Four in the morning.

If Zhuang Song didn't want to thank Hu Qing, he really wouldn't know anything.

Zhuang Song was originally tired and had a fever. He took three bottles of injections, fell asleep, sweated, and drank some soup, and he basically recovered.

He got out of bed, opened the door of the ward quietly, and the light was scattered in the long corridor, a bit lonely and gentle.

A man was walking into the stairwell, leaving Zhuang Song with a back.

It seemed that he had just finished visiting his relatives and was about to leave, but the time of four o'clock in the morning was not right, and the little nurse on the night shift looked at him in surprise.

The position of the lamp is very low, and the figure is elongated, a bit lonely.

Zhuang Song thought for two seconds in silence, like a judge deciding how to judge.

Seeing that the other party had stepped into the stairwell and was about to leave, he cleared his throat.

"Hey."

Gu Yan took a step back suddenly, and turned around quickly in disbelief.