Sweetheart is a thorn in the side ABO

Qi Yanqing closed his eyes and didn't speak, but Lu Yizhao knew that he must still be awake.

The dim yellow sunset fell warmly on his face, his bloodless skin was slightly rosy, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

The hair has grown a lot, and the black hair is soft, it is a bit messy if it is loose like this, Lu Yichao straightened it twice, and then moved closer.

Then he replied on his own initiative: "It's not that annoying, is it."

The voice was even lower than that sentence just now.

From getting off the car to going home, Qi Yanqing walked reluctantly, and stopped after walking a few steps, looking at the fountain next to him.

Tan Wang hugged his shoulders, released a little tea wood fragrance, so that he would not be so anxious, "It's time for Yanqing to go home, don't your feet hurt?"

Qi Yanqing looked down at his feet, they were wrapped in gauze and slippers, they didn't hurt.

Tan Lu's voice was deep and pleasant, with a gentle smile, "You are also tired now, after so many checkups, don't you want to go back to sleep?"

Qi Yanqing still didn't leave, Tan Huang whispered a few words to him.

Zhou Jian and Lu Yichao couldn't hear what was said, so they watched Qi Yanqing walk forward obediently.

Lu Yichao looked at the backs of the two walking in front of him, and behaved intimately.

Qi Yanqing would not show such obvious dependence on Tan Lun before.

But now he has forgotten everything, this is completely subconscious behavior.

Lu Yichao supported the edge of the fountain, he closed his eyes forcefully, his face was pale, he clenched his palms tightly and took a deep breath, his steps were unsteady.

Qi Yanqing is really...very trusting and likes to talk nonsense.

As soon as the door was opened, Hua Diao raised his head lazily, with big watery eyes and smooth white hair, staring at the people in front of him, finally looked at Qi Yanqing and tilted his head, calling him.

"Meow."

Qi Yanqing turned his head and saw the cat, his beautiful eyes lit up.

Hua Diao walked unhurriedly on the back of the sofa, her big eyes were extremely focused, she walked to the edge of the back and squatted down, flicking her black tail to look at Qi Yanqing.

"Meow meow."

Qi Yanqing didn't move, Hua Diao rubbed against his hand impatiently, curling his black tail around his wrist, "Meow... Meow..."

"Your father is back." Lu Yichao said from behind, standing behind Qi Yanqing, holding Qi Yanqing's hand and leading him to touch the flower carvings.

"Hua Diao misses you so much, she lost a lot of weight, and doesn't eat well anymore."

Qi Yanqing's palm was soft and warm, Huadiao's wet nose carefully sniffed his hand.

He bent down and picked up the cat, like hugging a big ball of hot cotton, it was so soft and comfortable.

"Meow." Hua Diao yelled at him while flicking his tail, rubbing back and forth in his arms.

Qi Yanqing's eyes widened, his pupils were slightly curved, and the corners of his mouth curved beautifully, as if he was smiling.

He hugged Hua Diao and sat on the sofa, put his cheek on Hua Diao's soft belly, and listened to Hua Diao's purring sound.

Tan Huang stopped the two people who wanted to talk, "Don't disturb him."

Then he asked Lu Yichao in a low voice: "What are you doing when he hugs the cat like this?"

Lu Yichao thought for a while, "I'm usually cooking."

"Go and cook, don't pay too much attention to him, just follow your usual living habits."

There are no vegetables in the refrigerator, only eggs.

Lu Yichao took off his coat and put it beside Qi Yanqing, showing his thin back, and skillfully put on an apron and rolled up his sleeves.

Qi Yanqing is in a very relaxed state now, his body is completely relaxed, and then he leans against the sofa and slowly lies down.

Hua Diao curled up in his arms and snored, her small face buried in his shoulders and neck.

Zhou Jian and Tan Huan sat on the other side, playing on their mobile phones and not talking, but their presence still had an impact.

In 10 minutes, Tan Wang noticed that Qi Yanqing opened his eyes three times, looking in their direction.

So Tan Wang got up, smiled and said: "Let's go first, come back tomorrow."

Even though Zhou Jian was 1 unconvinced, she could only endure it in order to make Qingqing feel better soon.

Lu Yichao still had flour in his hand, he was a little surprised to hear them say that, "You..."

Tan Zhuang whispered to him: "Contact me anytime if there is any situation, remember to give him medicine, watch him take medicine, don't leave his side if you have nothing to do."

Zhou Jian stared at him indifferently, "If it wasn't for the sake of Qingqing, I would definitely take him away! Now I can only trouble Mr. Lu, please take good care of him, okay?"

Lu Yichao ignored the sharpness in his tone, glanced at Qi Yanqing who was lying on the sofa from the corner of his eye, and said in a low and serious voice, "The last few months, thank you."

"It's not for you, there is no need for you to say thank you." Zhou Jian's eyes were flushed, "I let your ex-husband take care of him, I should be the one to say thank you!"

Tan Huang interrupted the two of them and told Lu Yichao, "Don't release your pheromones yet, let him get used to your smell first, and then release the pheromones to appease him a little bit after he can get used to it. There is no rush. "

"I see." Lu Yichao's hands were full of noodles, he lowered his head and rubbed the lumps on his fingers, his expression was unclear, and his tone was dull, "...I will find you if I need it, thank you."

Tan Zhuang pushed his glasses, and the eyes behind the lenses saw through everything.

He smiled and said, "Yanqing is not the omega I marked. My soothing pheromones are useless to him. He just likes my pheromones. If he really wants to heal his illness, he needs you."

Lu Yichao rolled his Adam's apple, turned around and continued to meet, "Close the door when you leave, I'll cook for him first."

Zhou Jian and Tan Huang left with very light steps, not disturbing Qi Yanqing.

After going out, Zhou Jian asked: "Brother Tan, what's going on with Qingqing? Is he losing his memory? But I don't think that's the case for other people's amnesia."

"He has a blood clot in his head, which is pressing on a nerve..."

"Ah?! Is it all right? Are you going to have an operation? Am I going to be so serious! How big is the blood clot? Where is the pressure?"

Talking about driving indiscriminately, "Let's see if I can absorb it by myself. It may recover slowly. If the blood clot becomes larger, I will have to undergo surgery."

Zhou Jian beat her fast heartbeat, took out her mobile phone and set a memo, "Then I have to check it in time, I set an alarm clock! Before the blood clot disappears, Qingqing will have to stay like this?"

Tan Wang said: "Yanqing is blank right now, he is accepting the information given by his surroundings, and then responds. He may think of some past things when he meets someone, and he will gradually get better."

Zhou Jian breathed a sigh of relief, and kept typing something on the phone, "Is it okay to stay with Lu Yichao? No, let me come, I know Qingqing best!"

"Qingqing probably doesn't like him anymore, they are both divorced, and they fought coldly every day when they got married... let alone Lu Yichao, he has never thought about it, these two people are not suitable at all."

"Really." Tan Zhu smiled faintly, "I don't think they have no feelings."

Zhou Jian sighed: "That's right... Lu Yichao hasn't been easy these past few months, but it's not easy for him to say that he just felt guilty. When he came back, he would cover him for a few more days. The novelty had passed, and the guilt had been fully compensated. If you don't, then you don't."

Tan Huang raised his eyebrows, but he didn't refute this time, "Be careful not to tell others about Yanqing's affairs, rest your body first, and don't let those things disturb him."

"I know, don't worry about it!"

On the other side, Lu Yichao cooked noodles, and the clear soup was covered with soft-boiled eggs.

He went over to see that Qi Yanqing had already fallen asleep, his breathing was long and accompanied by small snoring sounds, Hua Diao was also sleeping soundly with his belly turned on his back and his two little black paws raised.

He pulled the broken hair from Qi Yanqing's face, pinched his cheek, "Qingqing, it's time to eat."

I haven't eaten all day, my stomach can't take it anymore.

Qi Yanqing slept very lightly, and woke up almost as soon as he called out. When he opened his eyes, he looked dazed and his eyelids were half-drooped.

Lu Yichao smiled, and covered his warm sleeping face, "Why are you so sleepy, eat something and continue to sleep, come here."

Qi Yanqing took a look at him, then buried his face in Hua Diao's body, and pressed it against the back of the sofa.

The loose sweater was rolled up, revealing a white waistline, and the thin and bony ankles overlapped lightly, perhaps feeling a little cold.

Looking at this scene, Lu Yichao suddenly felt his nose sore.

He was afraid that this was just a dream. This dream was so real that it made him infinitely immersed.

He was afraid that he would still be looking for someone when he woke up, the one in ten thousand chance of finding someone in the vast sea.

Lu Yichao pinched his brows to keep himself from getting emotional, and then hugged them up together with the cat.

Qi Yanqing woke up suddenly, opened his eyes and stared at him, hugged Hua Diao with one hand, and wrapped his arms around his neck with the other.

Lu Yichao bumped him twice to tease him, saw him frown and then smiled and said: "What are you afraid of, I can't throw you."

He put the person on the dining chair, sent the cat to the side of the cat food, looked at the two worried ones, "Eat first."

Qi Yanqing was pulling the noodles with chopsticks, this scene Lu Yichao thought it was from the past at first glance.

"Eat well." Lu Yichao's eyes were red, and his voice was deliberately lowered to hide an unsteady breath.

Qi Yanqing pretended to take two bites, then put down his chopsticks, and turned his eyes to find Hua Diao.

"Are you willing to eat if I feed you?" Lu Yichao pulled up a chair and sat beside him, picked up the noodles with chopsticks, blew them cool and placed them near Qi Yanqing's mouth.

Qi Yanqing looked at him calmly, hesitated for a few seconds, and ate slowly.

With his head down, Lu Yichao breathed more and more rapidly, and the hand holding the bowl trembled. He coughed a few times and picked up a chopstick to feed it to his mouth.

Qi Yanqing didn't move, staring at his face with sluggish eyes, looking at the tears on his face.

Lu Yichao endured it all the time, and when he met Qi Yanqing's beautiful and familiar eyes, he couldn't hold back all of a sudden, shaking his shoulders and sobbing heavily, he pressed his eyes hard.

He just suddenly remembered one thing.

He broke his arm while filming last year, and Qi Yanqing took care of him at home.

At that time, Qi Yanqing also fed him like this, laughing while feeding him, laughing so much that his hands were shaking all the time.

"Mr. Lu is adapting to old age ahead of time. Cherish it. Maybe in the future, I'll feed you more than you shake. If you eat a spoonful, you'll starve to death."

Lu Yichao looked at the soup splashed on his body with a helpless expression: "Then I'll feed you, I'll keep you from leaking, so I can fill you up anyway."

Qi Yanqing smiled, "So we can live together till old age?"

At that time, the two couldn't stop laughing, but now Lu Yichao only felt sour.

Qi Yanqing looked at his tears, and reached out to touch his face, the tears were warm, and before she could withdraw her hand, she was hugged.

Lu Yichao pressed him hard into his arms, tears soaked his shoulders and neck, and his emotions were almost suppressed to the limit.

Qi Yanqing was hugged by him and raised his head slightly, his hug was so tight that he could hardly breathe, he struggled to push Lu Yichao away and patted his back.

Lu Yichao refused to let go and hugged him even harder, hugged his waist tightly, pressed his thin back, wishing to crush his bones, the more he struggled, the tighter he hugged him, and he couldn't help it like crazy. Ken lets go.

"Don't push me! Is it true that everyone is better than me, but I am the worst?! Why don't you just talk nonsense..."