Coquettish

Chapter 10 Cramps

With the experience of last time, Zhou Yu's thoughts are not important, and his mouth has become "Xie Ge".

Xie Yan thought that she might not be as old as Zhou Yu, but she acquiesced to this title.

The car was driving fast on the road, Xie Yan drank the wine, and turned on the heater in the car, it was so hot that even the corners of his eyes were red.He sat in the back seat, feeling a little hot, took off his coat, but did not take off his scarf, and stretched out his hand to open the window for ventilation.

Half of Xie Yan's face was reflected in the rearview mirror, Zhou Yu glanced furtively, thinking in his heart that if Brother Fu really fell in love with Xie Yan, it would be quite normal, after all, an old man in his early thirties who has never been in a relationship Bachelor, who meets such a good-looking boy, who doesn't care about his face when they fall in love?

He felt that relying on his own skills should not be able to break up this marriage for the time being, and he also thought that Brother Fu would not suffer from falling in love anyway, and he didn't know that it was a matter of nothing.

After Zhou Yu figured it out, he tried every means to inquire with Xie Yan about the relationship between the two of them.

Xie Yan knew that the relationship between Fu Qing and Zhou Yu was really good, and he patiently tolerated Zhou Yu's talkativeness and noise, and even answered a few questions seriously.

Zhou Yu grew up in the old street, so everything about the old street should be clear.

Xie Yan squeezed the scarf around her neck, and suddenly asked: "When did Brother Fu's parents die?"

Zhou Yu's words stopped immediately, his mouth was wide open and froze there, and he closed it after a while, laughing: "It's been a long time, I was young at that time, I don't remember clearly. "

Xie Yan lowered her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes, she didn't ask any more questions, and didn't speak any more.

Zhou Yu thought about it for a while, and then said cautiously: "It's not that there's nothing you can't say, but that Brother Fu doesn't like to mention his parents. Brother Xie, you'd better not say it in front of Brother Fu."

Those who are generally unwilling to mention their dead parents are either disgusted or sad.But when Fu Qing handed him the scarf, he mentioned his mother naturally, so it couldn't be because he hated it.

Since it was a sad matter, Xie Yan didn't want to ask more.

It's sad to make people sad, and he didn't want to make brother Fu sad.

Although Zhou Yu looked foolish, he still acted properly. He drove the car into the community, and even wanted to accompany him upstairs, for fear that bad people would enter the old apartment building and cause some accidents.He only knew that Xie Yan was good-looking and might have a violent temper, but he had never seen Xie Yan beating someone.

Generally speaking, normal people would not be able to imagine that Xie Yan would beat someone so ruthlessly.

Xie Yan refused. He put on his coat without unzipping it, walked unsteadily to the stairs, and sent Fu Qing a message, but Fu Qing didn't reply for a long time.

Something really happened.

Xie Yan took off the scarf, it was soaked with a thin layer of sweat, it was just warmed up in the car.

Although the rental house is small, Xie Yan installed a washing machine for fear of trouble.But he was afraid that the hand-woven scarf would be damaged by washing, so he fetched a basin of cold water and washed the scarf alone in the late autumn night.

Xie Yan remembered how Fu Qing put on the scarf for herself just now.

The temperature is quite low, and cold water is used, which should be very cold.But when Xie Yan raised her head, her face in the mirror was even redder than before.

be sick.

Xie Yan scolded herself, and couldn't help laughing again.

After washing the scarf and drying it, he half leaned on the bed and read the script while waiting for news from Fu Qing.

It was around two o'clock in the morning that Fu Qing didn't get back the news.

He said: "I didn't see something just now, is Xiao Xie asleep?"

Fu Qing knew about Xie Yan's routine, perhaps because of her many years of life in the orphanage, Xie Yan was not at all like the contemporary youth: she got up early and went to bed early, and went downstairs to run laps, very healthy.

But Xie Yan didn't sleep today.

Fu Qing didn't receive the WeChat, but received a call.

This was the first time that Xie Yan called Fu Qing, and they seemed to solve their problems one by one on WeChat, so there was no need to call.

Fu Qing picked up the phone and heard Xie Yan ask him: "Brother Fu, are you home yet?"

He just got into the car, it was too late, and he couldn't go back to the old street. After telling the driver to go to the apartment for a rest, he said to the phone: "Not yet, I just finished my work and I'm ready to go back."

Xie Yan heard that his voice was almost the same as usual, and his breath didn't change much. She expected that even if there was a fight, nothing serious would happen, so she relaxed back on the bed and threw away the script: "Well, then I'll be fine, Goodnight Brother Fu .”

The driver heard Fu Qing laughing: "I know, you go to bed early too, good night Xiaoxie."

He has been with Fu Qing for several years, so he understands Fu Qing's temperament. He has always been silent, rarely smiles like this, and has almost never seen him.

After Liu Chengguang experienced what happened last time, he was afraid that if he failed to thank Yan, he would beat him up, so not only did he not care, but he was also very afraid. He basically came to Sun's house to check in every day and disappeared.

Xie Yan didn't mention him to Sun Huaijun, mainly because he didn't have a long time left to learn swimming, as long as Liu Chengguang didn't lean in front of him, Xie Yan didn't have much time for him, and it would be troublesome to change another person.The swimming coach will not come in a few days, so Xie Yan learns to swim alone in the pool behind Sun's house.

He has always been studying hard, and no one is around to remind the supervisor. He swims almost from morning to night, takes a break at noon, chats with Fu Qing, and spends the rest of the time soaking in the water.

Swimming like this is very strenuous and exhausting. Thanks to her young age and good physical strength, Xie Yan swam like this for two days. It wasn't until the third morning when she entered the water that she felt a little weak in her legs.He didn't take it seriously, and continued to swim according to the usual rhythm, but only on the second lap, Xie Yan felt his legs twitch suddenly.

It hurts, it hurts to the bone, but Xie Yan can bear it, what is more serious than the pain is that I can't use my legs.

Xie Yan could feel himself sinking into the water.

The warm pool water in the past seemed to have become icy cold, piercing into Xie Yan's eyes and nose, and even his consciousness seemed to be blurred.

Xie Yan glanced at the swimming pool, but there was no one there.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when Fu Qing received Xie Yan's message. At that time, he had just finished a meeting, and the next one was 15 minutes later. He didn't chat with others very much, so Xie Yan's message naturally became a WeChat 's pinned message.

Xie Yan asked: "Brother Fu, can you come to Sun's house to pick me up?"

what happened?

Xie Yan is the kind of stubborn person who won't tell others when something goes wrong, unless it's something big that he can't handle.

Fu Qing frowned and asked the secretary to postpone the next meeting, took the car keys again, and asked as he walked down, "I'm going now, but what's wrong with you?"

There was silence for a while, and then he replied very reservedly: "It's nothing serious, it's just that I accidentally got leg cramps when I was swimming just now, and now I can't stand up."

As for excessive exercise and no one around, Xie Yan strategically omitted these conditions and treated them as non-existent.

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