I have time

Yi Chengfeng was behind the curtain, when he saw them using this trick, his heart felt as if he was hit by a whistling golf club, and all the painful memories flooded in from all directions at that moment, like a huge wave Him, people can't breathe.

It seemed that the person whose mouth and nose were stuffed was not only Yan Yu, but also himself.

Yan Yu just looked up at his direction resignedly, without any struggle or resistance, the soft hair on his forehead was blown by the night wind, and the starlight reflected in his clear pupils gradually extinguished.

Yi Chengfeng almost pushed open the window and jumped directly. He slapped the window frame hard, turned around, smashed open the door and ran downstairs.

Seeing him coming out of the corridor like a smoking tank, Dakuan knew that he hadn't done a good job, and the rest of the younger brothers took a few steps back with winks.

Yi Chengfeng kicked away the stunned-headed Qing who was carrying a white cloth, his face was frighteningly gloomy, and he seemed to be crying with sadness, and the air pressure around him was strangely low.

"Little Yan?"

You can tell from the sound that Brother Feng has been pinched, and he can't wait to squeeze out blood with a word.

Yan Yu leaned against the back of the chair with a cold and pale face, his head was thrown back weakly, his hands were hanging down loosely, without any reaction.

He bowed and supported Yan Yu's back with one hand, grabbed Yan Yu's knees with the other and picked him up directly, striding upstairs.

Yan Yu was placed on the bed by him, and his body relaxed and obediently lay there motionless.

Yi Chengfeng put a pillow behind his head, leaned over to check his breathing and heartbeat, raised his hand to brush the broken hair on his forehead, "Xiaoyan—"

He grabbed his hand and squeezed it, then patted his face, "Xiao Yan, wake up, don't be afraid, it's me."

Fuck, it seems that you are the scariest, actually finding a group of people to deal with him in this way.

Yi Chengfeng jumped up from the bed, ran into the bathroom in a hurry, twisted a wet towel, wiped his mouth and nose little by little, and then wiped his forehead.

Feeding him a little water should wake him up quickly, but he is reluctant to splash him with a basin of water to wake him up.

First raise the pillow higher, Yi Chengfeng squeezed a small spoon to fill some water into his mouth and fed it into his mouth, one or two mouthfuls went smoothly, and he fed it in.

The third bite may be a little anxious, it is too big.

Yan Yu felt as if he had been thrown into the deep sea, and suddenly he choked on a mouthful of water and couldn't breathe, coughing violently.

Someone was actually patting him on the back, his eyes were full of physiological tears while coughing, and he vaguely saw the familiar face above his head, Yi Chengfeng?Cough cough cough cough——

Originally, Yi Chengfeng was half-supporting him in his arms, but when he looked up, the other party suddenly withdrew his arm, and Yan Yu fell back on the bed with a groan.

Yi Chengfeng withdrew his hand guilty of being a thief, but he didn't expect that someone fell hard, and now he wanted to make up for it even more embarrassingly.

"Are you still suffering?"

Yan Yu rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, looked at him and nodded, like a child who has stumbled and is waiting to be comforted.

Are you saying that you fell just now, or waited downstairs every day, anyway, it's uncomfortable.

Yi Chengfeng suddenly felt a little uncoordinated, and directly threw a glass of water in front of him, and threw the spoon on the table casually.

Yan Yu propped himself up and sat on the side of the bed, took the water glass and drank it up in a few gulps, the peculiar smell in the respiratory tract was diluted a bit, his throat was still uncomfortable, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

"You want to ask me to come up and sit down, you don't need this way."

He is so smart, he probably guessed seven or eight.

Yi Chengfeng didn't make excuses either, he didn't need a positive image as a cover, he simply picked up a bottle of Erguotou on the table in a broken jar, unscrewed it and poured half a cup.

"I haven't seen my old classmate for a long time, so I should have a drink to celebrate."

Yan Yu was stunned, just after taking the medicine, he immediately drank alcohol, did he want him to die here?

- I'm an asshole, get out if you're afraid, and don't bother me anymore, how many lives do you have to fight with me?

"Then celebrate."

Yan Yu picked up the cup, took a deep breath, and poured half a cup of 52 degrees into it like he just drank water.

Yi Chengfeng raised and lowered the hand hanging by his side slightly, clenched his fist tightly, the veins in his forearm were tense, and it was too late to stop him.

Then, the spicy liquid gushed out from the esophagus like a spurt, probably including the water he just drank. Yan Yu was glad that he didn't have dinner, and although he vomited more violently, it was not particularly disgusting.

The convulsions in his stomach forced him to curl up, his right hand propped on the table next to him, his left hand pressed against his abdomen, and the floor beside the bed was a mess.

"How long do you want to make trouble?" Yi Chengfeng clenched his jaw, and his Adam's apple rolled awkwardly.

"Until you go home and live every day and find a job where you can tell the truth to your parents."

Yan Yu wiped his tears and snot with a paper towel, already looking very embarrassed, but there was a kind of unrefutable toughness, a domineering attitude that was extremely disproportionate to his precarious thin figure, and was even more prominent.

Yi Chengfeng mopped the floor sullenly, cleaned the cup and poured water for him again.

The mop rod was shaking aimlessly in my hand, but the ground was already clean.

A hand reached over, grabbed his arm, and pulled it down.

"Brother Feng, I want to stand for a while."

Yan Yu looked up at him, his eyes were wet, when was the last time he said such words?

Yi Chengfeng's expression froze, and he turned into a human-shaped mop stick on the spot.

"I want to stand for a while!"

Yan Yu frowned, accentuated his tone, grabbed his hand and pulled and pushed, the top of the wooden pole hit Yi Chengfeng's heart, boom——

It hurts!

It is said that his skin is rough and fleshy, this kind of strength is like scratching an itch, but there is a pain spreading from that position.

Yi Chengfeng relaxed and let out a sigh, only to realize that he hadn't breathed for a while.He tilted the mop to the side of the table and stretched out his arms to Yan Yu.

"Come closer, I can't reach it."

Yan Yu tugged him again.

Yi Chengfeng frowned and stared at him, but still took a step forward, like a resentful zombie.

Yan Yu put his hands on it, raised his head and stared at him, "I'm dizzy, I don't have any energy, and I can't get up by myself."

Good job!

Yi Chengfeng finally took his arm and pulled him up like he did many times before.

Come closer, chug chug, come closer, chug chug... so close that you can hear your heartbeat.

Yan Yu grabbed onto his shoulders with all his strength, wrapped his arms around him, and hugged him tightly.A slow sigh blew past his ears, as if he had finally given up the struggle.

"Is it hard? You are stronger than before."

The muscles on the shoulders, chest and back are hard, and they feel very solid when attached to them. Are they tired from working inside?

Yi Chengfeng still maintains a stiff posture with his hands spread out, Xu Xu guarding his back.It's a little strange, the actions that were once taken for granted, but now they can't let go.

"You have grown taller, so you didn't insist on exercising after that, you are so weak."

"Well, no one wants to play with me except you."

Another sigh.

"Xiaoyan, do you have any misunderstanding about me?"

Yan Yu felt his fast-beating heart suddenly trip over a horse, and missed a beat, and the sullen feeling made his arms tighten subconsciously.

"You may have imagined me too well, but in fact I'm just a bastard, no different from those outside who are rolling around in the corners and covered in mud, and I'm still a stinky..."

Puchi, Yan Yu leaned on his shoulder and chuckled lightly, the itching on his neck was a little familiar.

Yi Chengfeng frowned, when he cried back then he was silent, how dare the joker be so blatant now.

"I'm serious, it's a garbage disposal plant, and I'm a—"

Yi Chengfeng felt those cold hands pinching his neck, cutting off the two words that he hadn't spoken. At the same time, the body that was close to him slid down due to lack of support, and he hurriedly retracted it. Hugging each other's hands, there was a cool tightness on the neck, and Yan Yu grabbed and shook him twice.

"No! Don't say it!"

"Ahem, you, stand still."

"What about me? I'm...you don't like to hear it, do you?" Yan Yu felt the arm on his back lifted when he almost said those two words, squeezing the air in his lungs empty.

"I'm not, and neither are you. We're all fine and capable of taking care of our families and helping our friends. I'm like you, and you're like us, right?"

Can you say no?He just said that he almost strangled him to death.It's no wonder that Xueba has been lobbying everywhere since ancient times. Beep's skill is not built, and people can't refute it.

It was really more annoying than Su Yile, Yi Chengfeng felt a little sweaty, something seemed wrong.

"you are tired."

"I'm not finished yet."

"Sit down and talk slowly." Yi Chengfeng pressed the other person back on the bed abruptly, pulled out his arms, and turned sideways to pretend to look out the window.

"How did I get here?"

"I said you flew up, do you believe it yourself?"

Yan Yu lowered his head, the corners of his lips curled into an imperceptible arc, and then deliberately raised his face to look innocently at Yi Chengfeng, "Then how do I get out of here?"

Yi Chengfeng glanced at the clock, it was past nine o'clock, "I'll take you back." He bent over and squatted in front of him, with the knee of his right leg touching the ground, and helped him put on the shoes next to him.

"Hey——" Yan Yu, who had been calm all the way, finally lost his composure. The posture of sitting on the side of the bed made him unable to maintain his balance and lean over to put on his shoes, let alone move his legs to avoid it. He could only let Yi Chengfeng pinch him Ankle to help him put the shoes on.

so awkward.

After putting on his shoes, Yi Chengfeng didn't get up, and turned his back to him in half a circle.

Yan Yu knowingly lay on his back, and the other party rose steadily like a moving hill, led him out of the room, turned around the narrow corridor, and walked out all the way.

"Little prince...I want to take it to treat my eyes..."

Yi Chengfeng put him in the wheelchair, "I think you should treat your eyes."

"I'm hungry."

"Why do you have so many things? Capture that dog and stew it for you?"

"Then I'm still hungry."

"What do you want to eat? This place is closed except for the barbecue stalls."

"I want to eat barbecue."

Twenty minutes later, Young Master Yan, who was dressed neatly and neatly, with a five-figure outfit from head to toe, was sitting in a smoky barbecue restaurant with grease-stained tiles on the walls, facing the dirty and simple restaurant. There is a huge bowl of steaming pimple soup for 10 yuan on the board table, in a daze, the sight shifts from the cleanliness of the cups, plates and chopsticks to the drunk man who is drinking and drinking at the table by the window, and then back to Yi Cheng, who is serious about making skewers On the face of the wind.

Are the things here really edible, and are they not poisonous?He has gone through two catastrophes tonight, and he probably couldn't survive the third time and directly ascended.

Yi Chengfeng pointed at the pimple soup with an iron stick, "You can only eat this, don't worry, it won't break... If you think the spoon is not clean, you can drink it directly from the bowl?"

"I know there is a 24-hour McDonald's next to the Polytechnic University."

"You vomit like that and eat junk food?"

Junk food is food anyway, and the food here is literally junk.

Yan Xiaoyu shed two lasagna tears, tremblingly squeezed the disposable plastic spoon that Yi Chengfeng asked for for him, picked up the center of the sea bowl and ate twenty small mouthfuls one by one, and refused to open his mouth any more. .

After another two hours, Yan Gong, who returned to the apartment and washed himself carefully from the inside to the outside, received a text message from Su Yile's child: My brother is coming home!

Yan Yu called back a landline number, PS: Please tell your brother this number, it is the number of the public phone booth downstairs in my house.

Do you also want to pull black together?

Ten minutes later, the scheming little Yan Gong dialed Yi Chengfeng's number with his mobile phone. Sure enough, it was no longer the notification sound of an ongoing call, but a normal long beep waiting for the connection.

"What's wrong?" Yi Chengfeng, who had just released the other party's number from the small black room, pressed the answer button.

Dudu, the other party hung up...

The author has something to say:

Don't ask me why the mop pole is so long!

Don't ask me why Mr. Yan is so narrow-minded~

There will be a meeting in the afternoon, and it will be sent out in advance!Maybe you will think of it in another time and give me [Leave a comment]~~~