I make your medicine

The ringing of the mobile phone accompanied by vibrations broke the quiet night, the bustling traffic outside the window continued to hustle and bustle, the heat in the room was still hot, and every strand of air was condensed with the exhaustion after the madness.

Exhaustion is likely to belong to only one person.

Xunsheng Li Che took out his mobile phone from under the quilt to check the display and the time, it was 47:[-] in the evening.

Press to answer: "Hello, what's the matter?"

His voice was hoarse and sickly, with a faint nasal sound.

There was a moment of silence on the phone, and Li Ze's deep voice rubbed the hoarse signal, but the concern and worry in his tone were not affected: "Are you caught a cold?"

Li Che was leaning against the head of the bed, holding the phone and lying down frowning, and replied vaguely: "Well, what's the matter?"

"Why did you two go? Are you still going home?" Lize stared at Tang Maomao on his lap.

Li Che turned over and lay on his side, his body was immediately covered by the warm quilt, and the small stove on his back made his muscles tense reflexively. Moist touch.

"Go back, go back tomorrow." Li Che gradually relaxed, and asked with closed eyes, "Have you fed Tang Maomao?"

Li Ze sneered, and said in a strange way: "Hey, it won't starve to death even if I starve to death. It wakes me up at five o'clock in the morning. In a few more days, my face can be fine-tuned by its claws."

Li Che was too tired to hurt him, so he said perfunctorily, "Don't forget to give it medicine, and be careful at home."

Li Ze heard that the person on the other side seemed not feeling well, so he responded obediently: "Understood, have you taken your medicine?"

"Well, I'm hungry and order takeaway, I don't have enough money to transfer to you."

Lize: "The money is enough, there is no need to transfer it, you can rest, I will hang up."

The opposite party hung up quickly, and Li Che stared at the date on the lock screen wallpaper, dazed for a few seconds.

After counting, the two of them have been hanging around like this for four days, from the time he talked about him to the present.

Recalling the more than 90 hours, apart from sleeping and practicing, Li Che didn't even have a deep impression of the specific process of eating.

During the whole period of time, he had no concept of the outside world and was in a daze.

The arms around his waist tightened, and Li Che began to criticize himself fiercely at the beginning of his thirties.

Are you sick?

Well, what do you do to challenge the bottom line of other young people?

Isn't it good to go step by step?

Even after taking a hot bath, Li Che still couldn't feel the slightest bit of relaxation and relief. His whole body was like a marionette whose strings had been cut. His limbs were scattered and his head and body were separated.

It is estimated that if he didn't insist on exercising, he would have fainted two days ago according to the amount of exercise, so how could he have the energy to deal with him soberly.

Tang Ren really knows himself very well. The half bag of things is absolutely not much, and if it continues to develop, it may not be enough.

Times have changed and he is old.

Li Che was so exhausted that he couldn't mobilize any muscle, and he was too tired to speak, so he closed his eyes and rested weakly, letting the wolf cub behind him embrace him.

Tang Ren knew that he was going too far, but Li Che was too used to him. Even though he didn't actively cooperate in the end, he never said anything to refuse decisively. Those whom he loves to the core will never let go of them.

Like a little devil.

"Brother." He called softly, full of love and dependence.

But this sound sounded like the devil's words in Li Che's ears. The man kept yelling in his ears for several days, and when he heard this word again, Li Che's scalp went numb physiologically.

Not daring to answer, but afraid that he would call again, Li Che gave a heavy "hmm" and waited quietly for the next sentence.

There was another light touch on the place where the little sugar man was engraved. Looking back on the past few days, Li Che thought that if there were more such lawless days, his tattoo might have to be repainted.

"I love you."

With his back turned to Tang Ren, he couldn't see the tenderness in his children's eyes and the sparkling expectation like a child when he said these three words.

Li Che was stunned for a moment, and [-]% of the uncontrollable tension and tiredness in his body disappeared in an instant, as if some kind of heart-clearing spell had been cast on it, his originally empty and powerless chest was filled to the brim with warmth and softness.

In the past, he only felt that these three words were vulgar, what is the difference between liking or not, and liking.

But that night in the hospital, Tang Ren's lonely back hunched over the door seemed like a thousand poisonous arrows, piercing his heart tightly.It was only when he was chasing after the child that he realized that the suffocating pain and sadness were not simply liking.

The little sugar man in his heart is wrapped in thick emotions, liking is not enough to describe what happens, it can only be love.

Tang Ren regarded his love as an antidote, so he kept feeding it to him, and he cooperated as long as he could heal those injuries.

But this process has always been about taking and giving, and Tang Ren never said those three words to him.

Li Che turned around and looked at the bright little sugar man, as if he saw the real "I love you" in those clear eyes, shining, pious and beautiful.

He couldn't help but kiss Tang Ren's lips.

Tang Ren loves him, not because he only knows how to take, but because he dare not release.He is like a child with a treasure in his arms, he wants to give it to the one he loves, but he is afraid that the other party will not want it or even run away.

Li Che backed away, stroked his stubbled chin, and said magnetically, "I love you too."

Received the expected response, Tang Ren approached him with a smile and began to kiss him again and again.

"But you..." Li Che avoided his lips and condemned feebly: "Is the way you love me a little too fierce?"

Tang Ren was stunned. Every minute and every second of the past few days was clearly stored in his mind. The various practice records were integrated into a thick stack of crimes, clearly accusing him of his excessive behavior.

Looking at the sleepiness that could not be concealed between his brother's brows and eyes, he seriously reflected: "I'm sorry, I won't do it next time."

Li Che's back tightened when he heard "next time", and he didn't dare to make any assumptions about this next time, "You really did a good job in your studies. I see that you study all the time, so how can you spare time to investigate these various things? of?"

Tang Ren lowered his eyes and replied honestly: "I have time."

"Time is like water in a sponge, right? Keep your hands still." Li Che angrily pulled the hand on his back, "Squeeze me when you have enough time, huh?"

Tang Ren was ready to be punished when he kept opening the colorful boxes one after another. He held Li Che's hand silently, with a good attitude.

"Those who don't know think that the world will end next week."

Li Che couldn't help but smile when he looked at him. The not-so-serious atmosphere became even more casual. His slender fingers scratched the chin in front of him, and said helplessly, "Are you racing against time?"

Tang Ren raised his eyes. As soon as Li Che saw the sincerity rising there, he knew that the little devil was going to hit a straight ball again: "I like you so much."

Li Che really had nothing to do with him, he gritted his teeth and pinched his chin, and heard him ask softly, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Change the subject?"

Tang Ren held the hand on his chin and kissed it, "Can you turn?"

Li Che was so subdued by his natural energy, he gave a "tsk" compromise and said, "It's okay, it's not uncomfortable."

The child's research was very comprehensive and there were no dead ends, and he considered it thoroughly and meticulously. He felt that Li Che didn't feel particularly uncomfortable except for the exhaustion that was about to die of sleepiness.

Tang Ren put his big hands on his old waist and massaged with moderate strength, and dutifully finished the finishing service.

Li Che glanced at the contented and energetic Tongren in front of him, really envious of his inexhaustible energy.

"Sleep." He pulled up the quilt to cover Tang Ren's exposed half of his arm.

"Okay." Tang Ren looked at the boyfriend in front of him tenderly, and tightened his arms.

Li Ze spent the unrestrained and indulgent annual vacation at home alone, cleared two games, read five comic books, and forced to compose more than 900 words for the rest of the winter vacation homework. It can be said that it is quite rewarding rich.

He was holding the sixth comic book on the coffee table with his legs crossed, watching the other two people who had mysteriously disappeared for several days who entered the door together, faintly longing for their free and easy attitude of going out for a trip as soon as they said they would leave.

Li Che, who had endured an unforgettable spiritual journey, did not explain the itinerary of the two of them.

Li Ze looked at his brother's slightly pale complexion, and then looked at Tang Ren's lively aura that seemed to be different from before. His broad heart didn't think about it, and said to Tang Ren: "Endless rising out of New Year's limit Ben, do you see it?"

Tang Ren nodded and walked over to take the book that Li Ze held up: "Are you talking about a special level?"

"Well, it's quite brain-burning. A few of them were not..."

The two discussed the plot enthusiastically, Li Che heard the name of endless rise, and Tong Ming's life experience flooded his mind again.

He was abused by the notorious alcoholic father in the village since he was a child, and his right leg was broken when he was a teenager. The recovery has been poor and he has been disabled since then. The children in the village alienate him and bully him. He accidentally hit his deaf classmate's ear at school and completely lost the opportunity to study. He has been secretly in love with him. The only girl in the village who treated him well was forced by her patriarchal family to commit suicide by jumping into the river.

Tong Ming, whose faith had collapsed, was ridiculed and abused by his father who was not able to speak well after a stroke, and finally chose to take a medicine that he couldn't name himself on an ordinary night, and died in the girl's suicide on the embankment.

A character who is so humble that he doesn't even have the courage to die in a river with the person he likes.

The author paints a miserable and helpless life, and uses that extreme life experience and personality to attract overwhelming fans, but he doesn't know that one of them is not only chasing some popular supporting roles and ups and downs of the plot, but he is chasing after him. It is the light that seems to exist in a similar situation.

When Tong Ming was painted to death, Li Che couldn't imagine the children's feelings.

He looked at Tang Ren with a relaxed expression, and a surge of joy and sharp fear instantly swept through his mind.

What would happen to the child who tightened the last string at this moment if the two of them had no intersection from the beginning?

If Tang Xianghui hadn't been caught, would his little friend still have such a relaxed day?

"What's wrong?" Tang Ren looked at Li Che who was looking at him, his chest aching from the pain in his eyes.

"It's okay, let's see." He walked over and rubbed Tang Ren's head, the considerable number of Coke cans in the trash can made him pause.

"Lize, did you take a bath with Coke?"

Li Ze's scalp tensed up, and he sat up straight, but for a while he couldn't come up with any valuable excuses.

Tang Ren glanced at him and tried to help: "We have been out for several days."

Classmate Li looked at Tang Ren gratefully, and said to his brother, "That's right, I actually only drank one can a day."

"One can? I haven't graduated from university, not elementary school. How many cans are there?"

"Drinking a few cans once in a while during the Chinese New Year should be fine."

"Don't help him, the tooth hurts so much that he can't remember long?"

"Long, long memory, bro, I was wrong."

……

Every household in the weather-beaten residential building is lit with warm night lights. Some are quiet and warm, some are lively and joyful, and some are going through trials and trying to escape by paddling.

The cold wind in winter is bleak, and the light and fine snow falls quietly. With the breeze, it melts into the mud and dust on the street corners, layer upon layer, gestating a new life that is about to break through the ground.