The whole world thinks I still love him [Rebirth]

Cong Lie touched his eyes indifferently, "What?"

"It's nothing." Yunji looked away, looked at the noodles he brought, "I don't want to eat."

"Then what do you eat?" Cong Lie looked at him, his tone was not very polite, "Where can you go now?"

Yunji raised his head, "Is it okay if I'm not hungry?"

"Aren't you hungry? What have you taken since yesterday? The stomachache medicines in the drawer are all ready, just waiting to feel uncomfortable, right?" Cong Lie's voice became more and more tense, and he was about to put down the superficial calm Cracked.

"Cong Lie." Yunji didn't understand why he was angry with him, "What does this have to do with you...?"

Cong Lie looked down at him for a while, and then looked away, "It's nothing to do with me. Someone is going to see you later, isn't it? Then you see people in this state?"

Yunji understood, and Cong Lie heard his call to Fu Qing.

That [-]% also heard his businessman theory.

He remembered the little biscuit dream he had just had, and looked up at Cong Lie, "You think I've wronged you for being chased by me, don't you?"

Except for the matter of chasing Cong Lie back then, Yunji is not a person who loves to dig into horns.

During this period of time, he thought a lot about the things in his previous life, and he didn't care that much at first.

Yesterday he fell ill in a daze, and just called Fu Qing again, and he has almost convinced himself.

It's better to get together and get together better, and it doesn't help to make an ugly scene with a white face.

He thought for a while, and said softly to Cong Lie: "I didn't consider your feelings at the time, and I only cared about what I liked. This matter is not a small burden for you, right? I was in a bad state last night, and I was in a hurry, but the meaning was general It means that when I like you, what I do is purely out of liking, not out of wanting to reciprocate."

He looked at him gently: "So now that we're separated, I don't need you to make up for and repay me for anything that happened at that time."

"Cong Lie." Yunji's voice was soft but clear, "I hope we don't want to stay."

Cong Lie was silent for a long time, lowered his eyes and smiled, "A bowl of noodles is just to keep it? Boss Yun looks down on himself too much. I just hope that my funds will be held in the hands of a guaranteed person and not be affected by his physical factors. "

Yunji looked at his abnormally red eyes, "You really think so?"

"I really think so. I made it very clear yesterday. I will stay here to ensure that you finish the work with quality and quantity. I will not interfere with other things." Cong Lie turned around slightly, hiding the expression on his face, "You rent this house, and you can calculate the rent as you please. I don't eat food made outside, and I can cook for you during the period when your legs are inconvenient."

Yunji saw him wipe his face again, but he didn't pay much attention to his voice, which was quite normal.

He could see that Cong Lie was determined not to leave, and he didn't have the spirit to waste his effort, so he agreed after weighing it up, "Then consider it as a shared lease. Whenever you feel inconvenient, you can leave at any time."

Cong Lie went out without saying anything.

Yunji picked up a chopstick of noodles and ate them in small bites, only to find that the soup was actually stewed chicken.

Moreover, there was a poached egg fried on both sides in the bowl, and the refreshing green vegetables whetted his appetite at once.

He is not very good at cooking and lives alone.

When he was at home in the past, he didn't spoil himself in anything, but he kept his mouth very tricky, so he couldn't eat in ordinary restaurants.

Coupled with the loss of appetite later on, everything tastes the same, which makes it more casual. I don’t even bother to pick the taste of instant noodles.

The noodles should be freshly cooked. They are his favorite dragon beard thin noodles. They are soft and smooth, and they are not burdensome to eat.

Yunji leaned on the head of the bed, slowly finished a bowl of noodles, and finally drank the soup, feeling warm and comfortable in his stomach.

He wanted to get up to clean the bowl, but found that his right leg couldn't touch the ground at all, and there was a throbbing pain when he moved a little.

But it was impossible for him not to get off the ground all the time, but he insisted on standing up slowly while leaning on the wall.

Before he could take half a step, he was already sweating.

"Why are you up?" Cong Lie strode in, put his arm around his waist and supported one of his shoulders.

At first, Yunji dodged subconsciously, but when he thought about it, he had already made it clear anyway, and Cong Lie didn't say that he would pester him any more.

The two of them are now in a cooperative relationship of co-rental, and he ate all the noodles, no matter how pretentious he is, it seems that he is not a husband.

"I'm going to wash the dishes." Yunji said peacefully.

For a moment, he felt Cong Lie's hand on his waist clenched tightly, as if trying to endure something.

But there was nothing unusual when Cong Lie spoke, "You don't have to set boundaries with me on trivial things like washing dishes. Since I haven't paid the rent, I can't just cook."

There is nothing wrong with saying this so much.

He leaned back on the bed and watched Cong Lie take the bowl away.

It is rare to eat a few more bites of rice, and the tiredness from burning for half a night resurfaced.

He changed into a more comfortable position, covered his stomach and fell asleep again.

Cong Lie cleaned up the things in the kitchen and returned to Yunji's bedroom.

Seeing that Yunji was fast asleep, he moved a chair and sat down beside the bed, watching quietly as he did all night last night.

Apparently because of discomfort in his right leg, Yunji fell asleep on his left side.

His sleeping face was very quiet, and his soft curly hair was scattered on the pillow, leaving gentle little twirls.

He put his left hand on his belly and his right hand on his chest, in a posture that looked a little guarded and extremely fragile.

Cong Lie supported his knee with one hand, and pressed his fingers on his sore eyes.

What Yunji said was very clear, and he understood everything.

That is the end without any room for maneuver.

No matter who said this to him, even if C was another person who said such a thing to Cong Lie, he would definitely leave without saying a word.

Cong Lie had served his mother once in his 22 years of life.

Since then, he has remembered that no one is worthy of making him subdue.

But Yunji is different.

Cong Lie couldn't tell what was different.

As if because he is Yunji.

Last night, when he saw Yunji holding his head up weakly and stubbornly, saying that if he didn't go, he would go by himself, his chest felt as tight as a stone.

And he didn't dare to fight him hard, so he could only cling to his work relationship.

Just now when Yunji said that he was going to wash the dishes, he felt that those few most common words were like knives digging into his heart.

Yunji was so clearly separated from him that he couldn't even stand up, but he didn't even take the initiative to ask him to help him, and he had to wash the dishes by himself.

He vaguely remembered a time when Yunji said that he had an upset stomach and hoped that he would accompany him to the hospital.

At that time, he was writing a song, but what was actually in his mind was not the song, but Yunji, who was drunk last night.

He grabbed his shoulders, not knowing what he was proud of, "Cong Lie, me! Alone! They all got down! None of them can do it!"

He knew that Yunji went out to socialize again the next day, as if he didn't remember the scene of throwing up in the dark while hugging the toilet the night before.

So Cong Lie thought it was normal for him to have a stomachache at the time, and maybe he could have a longer memory after a little pain.

After Yunji went out, he followed behind and waited at the door of the consultation room. He heard the doctor tell him what tests he was going to do, and he followed him along the way to get the tests, and finally watched him line up to get the medicine from a distance.

I also ran into fans that time, Cong Lie was afraid that Yunji would find him, so he took off his hat and left.

Thinking of this, Cong Lie suddenly felt something was wrong.

There is indeed a songwriting room in his own villa, but he won't write songs at home when Yunji comes over.

And when Yunji was drunk, he would not stay overnight at his house.

Then why do I have the memory of Yunji spitting out wine in the middle of the night?

As if he had touched a rope, Cong Lie followed his memory back.

Looking around at his left hand, he always felt that a ring had been put on his ring finger.

It seems that there was another very serious concert accident. He fell from the stage, and the voice of the ambulance was next to his ears, "The injured person lost consciousness! Blood pressure dropped! Blood pressure is lower than——"

Very briefly, all sounds stopped abruptly.

"Hmm..." The person on the bed struggled a bit, as if feeling a little uncomfortable.

Cong Lie immediately stood up from his chair, leaned over to check Yunji, "What's wrong?"

Yunji was sweating again, pressing his right hand firmly on his upper abdomen, gritting his teeth and rubbing against the pillow.

"Stomach upset?" Cong Lie put one leg on the bed, and anxiously bent down to cover his upper abdomen, "Yunji?"

"It hurts..." Yunji snorted softly, curling up tighter and tighter.

Cong Lie gently ran down his back with one hand, and pressed his upper abdomen with the other hand to rub slowly, "Relax a little."

Yunji seemed to have heard him, and kept silent.

But the sweat on his forehead grew more and more, his breathing became rough, and the pain almost immediately escaped from between his teeth.

"Do you want to take medicine?" Cong Lie was a little unsure whether to wake him up, but tried to comfort him.

His stomach was sweating a lot, it was wet and cold to the touch, and his slender waist and abdomen would touch his bony ribs with just a little pressure.

Cong Lie didn't know when he became so thin.

He remembered that Yunji's body was slightly muscular, especially when he exerted himself a little thin abdominal muscles.

His body is so soft, like an egg membrane that will be pierced with a little force, but he is always showing off his strength.

Cong Lie bowed to protect Yun's sweaty stomach, twisting it three or five times in his heart like a towel that couldn't be wrung out.

Fortunately, after a while, the pain seemed to have passed, Yunji's body gradually relaxed, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

Cong Lie avoided his legs with lingering fear, carefully covered his stomach with the quilt, and then returned to the chair and sat down to guard.

He was also sweating, and his brows were furrowed as if he couldn't untie them.

He didn't know when Yunji's body became like this.

Before, he felt that Yunji didn't take good care of his body, and even lost his temper with him because of this matter.

At that time, Yunji asked him who he hated the most, but he didn't say because he thought Yunji wouldn't understand.

He hates irresponsible people the most, especially those who are not responsible for themselves.

Because he knew what his mother had suffered in the last days, and what kind of longing she had for health and life, so he couldn't stand people ruining his body the most.

But isn't C the one who likes to keep in good health?How could Yunji behave like this?

Cong Lie pinched his forehead and felt that his chest was blocked and he couldn't lift his breath.

Isn't he the most enthusiastic about sharing health tips?How can you take care of yourself like this?

How can he?

Cong Lie couldn't help it, reached out and touched the slightly curly soft hair tail, carefully but reluctantly, slowly wrapped it between his fingers.

It seems to be the most proud and restrained, but pious to retain.

--

Yunji was still asleep when Fu Qing knocked on the door.

When she saw Cong Lie who came to open the door, she blinked her eyes twice, "I... have hallucinations?"

Cong Lie opened the door and hugged Zha Xiaoli who rushed to the door, "Did Yunji call you here?"

Fu Qing didn't hesitate to him, and changed her shoes on her own, "Otherwise? What is Mr. Cong doing here?"

Even though Yunji seldom talked about her personal affairs, she knew that he didn't get much out of chasing Cong Lie.

She was polite to Cong Lie in front of Yunji, but she didn't bother to show him any good face when behind Yunji's back.

"I'm also a tenant of this house now, so I don't need to do anything." Cong Lie frowned slightly while hugging Cha Xiaoli who was jumping up and down.

"Where's Yunji?" Fu Qing looked around for a while, "I have something for him."

Cong Lie put Cha Xiaoli down, "He's not feeling well, he's still resting, if you have anything, just give it to me."

Fu Qing looked at him with some hesitation, "Does Teacher Cong know where to put the frozen dumplings and vegetables?"

This was originally a satirical remark, but Cong Lie nodded calmly, "I know, just give it to me."

Fu Qing was a little surprised, but she still took the things out of the handbag one by one, "This is the dumpling made by my mother, and this is the dumpling that my brother asked me to bring to Yunji to nourish the stomach...you can just refrigerate these dishes , He doesn’t cook, he can eat it in the microwave.”

Cong Lie didn't say anything, put the dumplings and ingredients into the refrigerator as she said, looked at the last stick of Su Yan, "Is this also for him?"

Fu Qing glanced at the cigarettes, and couldn't hold back her words: "Yunji said he couldn't get enough of smoking the Yellow Crane Tower now, so he insisted on asking me to buy this kind for him. I also know that smoking is bad, but He is in poor health and stressed, and nothing goes well all day long. If I can't satisfy him with this little request, what kind of friend am I?"

Cong Lie picked up the cigarette case, looked at the amount of tar on the side, and heard movement in the bedroom before he could speak.

Yunji's voice was weak, "Is Fu Qing here?"

Fu Qing entered the bedroom, rolling her eyes to the sky, "You're finished, Yunji, if Yun Shu sees you like this, I'm afraid he's going to pull the roof off."

"Then just don't let him see it. He is busy at school right now, so don't talk nonsense to him." Yunji sat up on the bed.

Fu Qing hurriedly helped him put the pillow behind his waist, and when she touched him, her heart ached, "No, it's only been a few days since we met last time! Why did you become so thin after so little effort? Did you go to the hospital to see him?" ? I know you like to be brave, but physical matters are not trivial, think about it, if something really happened to you, wouldn't Uncle Yun and Yun Shu go crazy? "

"What happened, what happened?" Yunji couldn't help laughing, "I just knocked on the coffee table, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Qing looked him over carefully again, "You have never been strong... mainly because you are not energetic, what should you do with your legs? If you can't do it during this time, go to my house, anyway, my brother has nothing to do these days He was going to come over today, but I was afraid you were sick and afraid of making noise so you didn't let him come."

"Stop messing around. It's not about seeing outsiders," Yunji blocked her words ahead of time, "Firstly, it's not as serious as you think, and secondly, I'm still used to resting at home."

Fu Qing glanced at Cong Lie who was still packing up the refrigerator in the dining room, and asked Yunji in a low voice, "Why is he here? Don't you say you two are indifferent?"

"He is afraid that my illness will delay his schedule." Yunji didn't want to say more, and glanced behind her, "Where is Bingqiao, why didn't he come?"

Fu Qing followed him and said, "Oh, he has piano lessons today. I asked him about variety shows, and he said it's all up to you."

"Okay." Yunji nodded, "The program team has indeed sent me an email. I'll take a closer look in the past two days. If you have any ideas, just discuss it with me in time."

"What can I think..." Fu Qing was originally annoyed, but when she saw Yunji's eyes, she said reluctantly, "I've thought about it carefully, and what you said is right. Business is a trade-off, and both sides benefit from each other." Give Liao Bingqiao enough exposure, on the one hand, it can pave the way for his debut, and on the other hand, it can also increase Han Hai's popularity, which is good for everyone."

She couldn't help but whispered, "Except for you."

"Why not me?" Yunji smiled, "It's good for me to change from earning less to earning more."

"Also," Yunji pulled out two contracts from the bedside, "The funds for the recording studio have already been settled, half of which will be shared by Brother Fu and half by Xu Peng. Except for the basic hardware construction, the rest of Cong Lie's side will be allocated to me when the time comes." Consider using it for Hanhai’s publicity and recruitment.”

Fu Qing was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard the first two sentences, but her eyes widened again when she heard the second half, "Xu Peng? Cong Lie? Did I hear you right? The two of them, invest in Hanhai?"

She doesn't comment on that idiot Xu Peng. When she saw Yunji since she was a child, she wanted to tear off the little red flower on him and put it on her.

Cong Lie was so proud that it seemed that a little mundane smell would affect his ascension. He was too lazy to worry about mundane things to the point that he even outsourced the studio. How did he know that there was such a thing as investment?

"I can see all kinds of outrageous things following you." Fu Qing was amazed, "Anyway, I can do anything, as long as you are in good health and mood, I can follow you to make money with peace of mind."

She got up and lifted the quilt on Yunji's legs a little, and checked carefully, "You are really good, can you not hurt if you are so swollen? You are still talking about work with me here... Can you still walk? What about the toilet?"

Knowing that Yunji would not tell Yun Shu, and would not go to live at her own house, she was a little worried, "Or I'll let my brother come over to accompany you? He looks like a fool, and he's doing things safely."

Listening to Fu Qing talking about her eldest brother who is the most powerful Shang Hai like a nanny, Yunji smiled helplessly, "I also said where did Yun Shu learn that little problem, and he shouldn't have been allowed to do it before? He plays with you."

Fu Qing helped him cover his legs carefully, a little disapprovingly, "Who? Yun Shu? Playing with me? Besides you, who else could Yun Shu have eyes for? When you chased after Cong Lie, I was worried that he would run away Find someone to play with your life."

"Impossible, Yun Shu looked childish, and he knew it." After talking for a while, Yunji became visibly weaker.

Seeing that he was tired, Fu Qing helped him to lie down, "You take a good rest at home for two days, I'm here at the company."

Yunji nodded tiredly, "You go back first, I'll type out the variety show and answer you before tomorrow night."

"It's not impossible, you should recover first, sleep honestly for two days, and I will report to you immediately if there is anything." Fu Qing watched him close his eyes tiredly, and then walked out of the bedroom gently.

When she saw Cong Lie, she wanted to say harsh words, but in the end she just sighed softly, "It's not easy for Yunji, no matter what reason you want to stay here, don't make things difficult for him."

Before Cong Lie could answer, Fu Qing opened the door and left.

--

After sleeping soundly at noon, Yunji was already in a much better state when he woke up at night.

He touched his leg, it was still very swollen, but it didn't hurt so much, it was just a little sore.

The pressure bandage on his leg seemed to have been re-taped, wrapping around his knee snugly.

Yunji tried to support the wall again, standing up bit by bit.

Although the right leg can't exert any strength, it can still maintain balance.

He slightly bent his right leg and moved slowly towards the outside.

After arriving in the living room, he found that Cong Lie had fallen asleep on the sofa.

The couch is just a seat for three people. Lying on it with Cong Lie's height, even if he is curled up, his legs have to be stretched out a lot. It looks very aggrieved.

He was resting on one arm, and the other hand was hanging down, resting on Zha Xiaoli's stomach.

Zha Xiaoli fell asleep with his feet on his back again, his big ears hanging on the carpet, and he froze in his sleep from time to time.

Yunji stood in the shadow for a while, and went to the restaurant to find some water to drink.

The refrigerator was at the entrance of the restaurant, and he wanted to get a bottle of mineral water from it.

As soon as he opened the refrigerator door, he found that it was stuffed to the brim.

The top layer is a pile of home-cooked dishes sealed in glass crispers, neatly stacked in two rows.

The dishes inside look like the handicrafts of Fu Qing's mother.

There are fresh vegetables and various fruits in the middle.

The bottom drawer is full of custard.

He never buys raw materials himself, at most he buys some eggs and keeps them at home, and breaks one in when cooking instant noodles.

But most of the time, he doesn't have the energy to cook on the fire, and the instant noodles are still soaked a lot, and sometimes he can't finish eating a dozen eggs if they are spoiled.

So apart from the food on the top floor, the following ingredients should all be freshly bought by Cong Lie.

Yunji thinks about it too, Cong Lie's body that can appear on the cover of a magazine in only his trousers must be the result of long-term self-discipline and maintenance, and it is impossible for others to be fooled by instant noodles all day long like him.

He took a bottle of water in his hand, and was about to unscrew it, but found that his hand was empty.

"There is soup in the pot, don't drink this." Cong Lie put the mineral water back into the refrigerator.

"I'll just drink water." Yunji glanced at him indifferently, and went to get water again.

Cong Lie directly took the water out of his reach, "It's agreed that I will cook, and the soup is not specially cooked for you, it's just that you got up late, I have already eaten it first."

Hearing what he said, Yunji really felt relieved, and without thinking too much, turned around and went to the kitchen to fill up the soup.

"Sit down." Cong Lie pulled away the chair from the dining table, his voice lowered, "I'll serve it."

"I can serve it myself." Yunji didn't listen to him this time, "Otherwise, I'd better stop drinking."

Firstly, he didn't want to make himself feel like a waste, and secondly, he didn't want to get too close to Cong Lie.

Eating the food cooked by Cong Lie can be interpreted as paying the rent, but what is it to ask Cong Lie to serve him soup?

Cong Lie hesitated for a moment, then looked away, "Okay, you can do it yourself."

Yunji moved slowly into the kitchen, opened the casserole and saw that there was a whole chicken lying in the soup. The soup was stewed thick and white, and the water droplets on the lid of the pot gathered neatly and slipped down. Then uncovered for the first time.

No one ever ate it first.

The aroma of chicken soup slowly diffused into the whole room, warming the kitchen lights.

He stared at the soup for a while, put down the spoon and bowl in his hand, and slowly walked out while supporting the wall.

Cong Lie watched him come out empty-handed, and slowly straightened up from the door frame against which he leaned, "Aren't you going to drink?"

Yunji didn't look up at him when he passed by, "It's too late, I don't want to drink soup."

After he finished speaking, he walked back towards the bedroom, but he didn't hear the footsteps behind him, nor did he see Cong Lie's slumped shoulders.

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