I heard that love can make people beautiful?

The beds in the hospital are very small, and the length is only enough for an adult male of average height. Zhou Zeqi is 192, and it is a pain to lie on it.

"No, you go to sleep." Zhou Zeqi reached out and squeezed Xi Shui into the middle of the bed.

Xi Shui looked at the medicine dripping down slowly, and whispered, "Zhou Zeqi, are you shy?"

?

Zhou Zeqi squeezed Xi Shui's hand slowly, he raised his eyelids, his dark pupils were as sharp as a knife's edge, "Who is shy?"

Seeing Zhou Zeqi looking at him like this, Xi Shui couldn't make a sound.

He had a needle in one hand, and the nurse said it was hard to get in.

Can't move casually.

The other hand was held by Zhou Zeqi.

Xi Shui struggled, and a little finger came out of the hand held by Zhou Zeqi.

He raised his little finger and pointed at Zhou Zeqi.

"..."

When Xi Shui woke up again, it was already broad daylight, and Lin Xiaojin next to him was still soundly asleep, and the quilt fell to the ground.

The medicine for the two of them has been infused, and a white plaster is stuck on the back of their hands. The companions who had infused with them last night in the infusion room have all left, and a new batch of faces have changed. Stare small.

Xi Shui subconsciously looked at his bedside - Zhou Zeqi was gone, and he still had a ball game today.

The nurse came in pushing the treatment trolley, saw Xi Shui woke up, and said in a soft voice, "Your friends have paid all the fees for you, and you can leave at any time."

"Okay." Xi Shui nodded.

He looked at Lin Xiaojin and felt that he might not be able to leave now.

Xi Shui was lying on the bed, feeling his hungry stomach that was about to sink, he was so hungry.

The ball game in the stadium is still going on.

The sneakers rubbed against the floor of the court to make a screeching sound. The basketball was in the player's hands, and when it was thrown out, it drew a nearly perfect parabola in midair.

The players in the college football game were all the best players from each school, and it was not as easy to win as Wu Fengyi imagined and what he said, but they couldn't fail to win. The predecessor of Beijing Sports was the old sports university of Beijing Sports, so they couldn't lose it anyway. Kind of face.

Zhou Zeqi stayed up almost all night. He drank a whole bottle of ice water in one go, crushed the mineral water bottle and threw it into a trash can not far away.

Wu Fengyi, who was grinning like a big horse monkey, came from behind, "The coach said that he will punish you."

Zhou Zeqi looked at the basketball in the hands of many people, squinted his eyes slightly, and sweat dripped down the rubber floor along his forehead and smooth jawline.

"Speak up." Wu Fengyi continued.

"If you leave the team without permission, you will be punished. Why should I say anything?" Zhou Zeqi glanced at Wu Fengyi, his tone neither salty nor weak.

Wu Fengyi straddled Zhou Zeqi and said, "Ten credits are deducted! Ten credits are not multiplied by a percentage!"

Zhou Zeqi picked up another bottle of water and unscrewed the cap, "Then I still have the most credits, and it's not that I can't afford it."

Wu Fengyi: "..."

The final ended at [-]:[-] p.m. that day. Jingti deservedly won the first place. Zhou Zeqi played hard and kept pressing. But gas, no power to parry.

Zhou Zeqi walked down from the podium, took off the medal around his neck, and stuffed it into the coach's arms, "I won't participate in the dinner party."

The coach is a teacher from their physical education institute. Seeing Zhou Zeqi not cooperating with the collective action for the first time, "Have you been in a bad mood these two days?"

"No," Zhou Zeqi took the water thrown by Wu Fengyi, "I'm in love."

"Then why don't you bring your partner to have dinner with everyone?" The teacher struggled to put his toes on Zhou Zeqi's shoulders, hanging on his body like a big ape, "You also ran to meet your partner last night? Don’t you know that you can’t leave the team privately during the training camp? I’ll punish you and kill the chickens to make an example to the monkeys, and we’ll see who dares to run away quietly in the future.”

Zhou Zeqi pulled the coach off him, "Who is the chicken?"

Coach: "You really don't want to bring your partner?"

Zhou Zeqi paused, "He's been sick for the past two days, let's talk about it when we have time."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Zeqi gave Wu Fengyi a look, and Wu Fengyi immediately ran up, hugged the coach and walked in another direction, saying as he walked, "Your Polo shirt is so pretty, yo, it's Tubi Nanbowan!"

"Fuck off, don't be poor with me, don't think I don't know that you also ran away last night, if you don't punish you, it's because you didn't stay all night..."

Xi Shui is cooking porridge.

Li Wanzhi said that the takeaway is not good, and the takeaway porridge has thickeners added, so she has to cook it herself.

Xi Shui didn't know how to cook, so he bought rice, an apron, and a pot according to Li Wanzhi's instructions. He put his mobile phone on the chopping board and turned on the speakerphone.

"The rice is already soft, but there seems to be a little too much water..." Xi Shui stirred the porridge in the pot with a spoon, a sparse handful of rice, half of the pot of water, so clear that beggars would yell when they saw it.

Li Wanzhi said there was no rush, "I'll take a look at the recipe, Xiaoxi is not in a hurry."

Xi Shui stared at the porridge, "I'm not in a hurry." He only ate an apple and an egg today, and he lost all the bread in the refrigerator, fearing that he would be sent to the hospital again.

Doorbell rang.

"Mom, I'll go to open the door first, hang up, just send me a WeChat message if you find it." Xi Shui dried his hands, hung up the phone, and ran to open the door.

Zhou Zeqi was carrying a large bag of fruits and vegetables. After Xishui opened the door, he walked in and heard the sound of the kitchen range hood working, "Do you know how to cook?"

Xi Shui held up the spoon and nodded fiercely, "Yeah, I'm cooking porridge!"

"Do you want to eat together?" Xi Shui warmly invited.

And took Zhou Zeqi to see the porridge he made.

That pot is a small milk pot for cooking instant noodles on the market, only the size of a palm.

Zhou Zeqi snatched the spoon from Xi Shui's hand, tapped it in the pot, there were two crisp sounds, and when it was filled, there were only a few grains of rice in the spoon.

"Where are you feeding the chicken?" Zhou Zeqi turned his head, looked at Xi Shui, and by the way saw the pink bear apron on the other party, "The equipment is quite complete."

Xi Shui was carried to the living room, and Zhou Zeqi let him watch TV.

Xi Shui didn't know why he sat on the sofa and started watching TV. The kitchen was occupied by Zhou Zeqi, and the sound of cutting vegetables sounded very quickly, sounding like a chef.

After watching for a while, Xi Shui ran to the kitchen again.

The back of Zhou Zeqi's neck was covered with hot sweat. Although the air-conditioning in the room was turned on very low, the kitchen was still like a steamer.

Xi Shui moved a small stool and sat against the wall without making a sound.

"What kind of food did you buy?" Xi Shui couldn't hold back.

Zhou Zeqi heard his voice, "Why did you come in again?"

Xi Shui held his face, "I'm afraid you're bored."

"Why do you know how to cook? Lin Xiaojin and the others don't know how to cook..." Xi Shui asked curiously, looking at the beautifully cut potato shreds on the chopping board.

"Because no one in my family can cook."

No one in the Zhou family knows how to cook, so they hired a chef, but their family has different tastes. His parents like Western food, Zhou Zeqi and Zhou Zezhi like Chinese food, so Zhou Zeqi and Zhou Zezhi like rock-paper-scissors, whoever loses learns to cook.

Zhou Zezhi won, so she can only cook instant noodles now. She used to cook instant noodles in China, but now she cooks instant noodles abroad.

After hearing Zhou Zeqi's words, Xi Shui laughed a few times, "Then you are out of luck."

"?"

One last soup.

Zhou Zeqi finished adding water, waited for the soup to boil, turned around, and looked down at Xi Shui who was gloating, "I don't think it's unlucky, if I don't know how to cook, you'd be too dull to eat your chicken now porridge."

"Your food is rice soup at best."

Xi Shui was not shocked at all, "You can teach me."

"Why should I teach you?" Zhou Zeqi raised his hand to wipe off the sweat from the side of his face, washed his hands, and said in a half-smile, "I have taught you, what use is there for me?"

Xi Shui didn't understand the deep meaning of Zhou Zeqi's words, he shook his head and said solemnly: "You taught me, I can make it for you."

Zhou Zeqi's teeth were a little itchy.

He didn't know why Xi Shui was able to say these words so calmly. Looking at Xi Shui's eyes, Zhou Zeqi felt that the other party might not be clear about what he said.

but it does not matter.

Xi Shui said, it must be done.

Zhou Zeqi waited.

Before eating, Xi Shui went to weigh himself.

Maybe it's because of illness, or maybe it's because I haven't eaten much in the past two days. Xi Shui looked at the 59kg on the scale and was not very surprised. Unlike before, she would jump happily when she lost 0.1.

When Xi Shui returned to the restaurant, Zhou Zeqi had already put all the dishes on the table.

Very simple four dishes and one soup, two meat and two vegetables, one asparagus beef, one minced meat custard, the vegetarian dish is small rapeseed and a vegetable salad, the soup is wax gourd sliced ​​meat, very light, Xi Shui heaved a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Xi Shui hadn't moved, Zhou Zeqi said, "What are you thinking?"

Xi Shui took the chopsticks and bowl from Zhou Zeqi, "I'm counting calories."

"Why count calories?"

"I'm afraid of being fat."

"Eat normally, plus your exercise, you won't gain weight, your worries are unnecessary."

Xi Shui filled a small bowl of soup and kept it cold, "But sometimes I am heavy, and sometimes I am light."

Zhou Zeqi took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, and he was as proficient as his own. He hooked Xi Shui's chin frivolously, and sat down opposite him, "You should pay attention to your body shape, not your top scale. A few catties and taels, salt, and carbohydrates will cause a short-term increase in weight."

Xi Shui lowered his head, looking sluggish, "I know, but I can't help it."

Xi Shui compared his bowl with that of Zhou Zeqi's. His bowl was an ordinary small bowl with half a bowl of rice, while Zhou Zeqi's bowl was a sea bowl, and the rice was piled up.

"You eat a lot." Xi Shui looked surprised.

"Consumption is greater than intake, eat whatever you want."

Xi Shui thought for a while, "That's right."

"Then can I add more food?" Xi Shui asked Zhou Zeqi.

"No, your stomach is too bad, it is more suitable for you to eat less and more meals."

Xi Shui was not unhappy either, he felt very happy to have rice to eat.

He hadn't eaten such a normal meal for a long time, and happiness overflowed from his brows and eyes. He counted the last few grains of rice and Xishui, so he couldn't bear it.

After the meal, Xi Shui put down his chopsticks, looked at Zhou Zeqi opposite, "You can eat with me every day from now on."

Zhou Zeqi raised his eyes, "Why?"

"I feel very happy to have dinner with you," Xi Shui said frankly, "Aren't you happy?"

Zhou Zeqi's eyes gleamed with treachery, and his voice was slow and deep, "Happy."

"it is good!"

Xi Shui stood up suddenly, "I'm going to brush my teeth."

"Sleep so early?" It's not until nine o'clock.

"No," Xi Shui shook his head, his face slowly turned red, and his voice became quieter, "We haven't kissed for two days, wait until I brush my teeth and come back, I want to kiss you."

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