Roommate Daily Research Report

A moment of astonishment appeared on Yang Liu's face.

Shu Yang tilted his head and looked at her seriously: "You don't have to be afraid or resentful anymore, you should be happy, and so am I."

He said slowly, "We are all free."

With a smile on his face, he left after speaking.

Cheng Xinyi looked back at Yang Liu, turned around and followed.

The two walked a long way, Yang Liu was still standing there, she stared blankly at Shu Yang's back, the expression on her face couldn't tell the difference between joy and sorrow.

Shu Yang walked quickly ahead.

Cheng Xinyi took big strides to follow, barely keeping up with his rhythm, until he turned around an alley, before carefully grabbing his shoulder: "Brother."

"I want to eat the cooked rice downstairs later." Shu Yang looked at him sideways, with a normal expression on his face, only the corners of his eyes were a little red.

Cheng Xinyi nodded: "OK."

After that, Shu Yang never spoke again until he got home.

In the remaining half a day, he received two new copywritings, and returned two copywriting structures to Zhou Ting. Then he finished correcting the papers, entered the grades, and made the grade analysis sheets for the three classes.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, I got up on time to take a shower, said "good night" to Cheng Xinyi, and went back to my room to sleep.

I got up the next day and finished the remaining analysis sheets, and then started writing the manuscript again.

When Cheng Xinyi talked to him, he responded, and if Cheng Xinyi didn't speak, he didn't open his mouth.

At night, Shu Yang suddenly remembered something and went into his room.

He took out a blank piece of paper from the table, quickly wrote two lines, signed his name, and found the seal box sent by Qian Kun, and found the ink pad inside.

I pressed my finger prints on the paper.

He returned to the living room and handed the paper to Cheng Xinyi: "I promised to give it to you after paying the money, I almost forgot."

It was an IOU of 63, plus it was privately given to Shu Jianguo by Cheng Xinyi last time.

Cheng Xinyi knew what he meant, watched him take it for two seconds, and put the IOU in his wallet in front of him.

Shu Yang smiled.

When Shu Yang came out of the shower, Cheng Xinyi still kept his previous posture and sat on the sofa. When he heard the door knocking, he looked up at him: "Brother, can we chat?"

"I'm a little tired." Shu Yang said, "Can you let me sleep first? I have to go to school tomorrow to return the test papers and submit the forms."

Cheng Xinyi looked at him intently for a while, and said, "Okay."

Shu Yang smiled and walked towards the bedroom.

It's not that he doesn't want to say it, it's that he's really tired, and he's tired the moment he speaks.

He lay on his side on the bed, as soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was full of Yang Liu talking about Jiang Yichen, and he could still hear it even if he covered his head with a pillow.

I haven't been able to sleep well for the past two days. During the day, when Cheng Xinyi is out of the house, he drinks coffee vigorously. The energy to do things is all supported by coffee. Now even his fingers are a little numb, and he can't distinguish between hot and cold.

Shu Yang knew that this was a symptom of excessive intake of meth.

At night, although I kept yawning, my spirits began to be excited again.

After tossing and turning for a long time, Shu Yang listened carefully and there was no sound outside, then opened the drawer beside the bed and took out a sleeping pill.

After a pause, I touched another grain.

He had a nightmare.

In the dream, he was looking for Yangliu all the time, and at the same time he was being chased by someone, but he couldn't run no matter what, he kept running, and finally came to a cliff, one step ahead was the abyss, and behind him were people chasing him people.

He hesitated for a moment, and suddenly he was blessed to find that Yangliu was under the abyss.

Shu Yang in the dream is very sure, he believes that as long as he jumps down, he will find Yang Liu.

But before he had time to move, the person behind him already held a knife and slashed towards him fiercely.

Shu Yang twitched violently, feeling the pain in his back as if it was about to split open. Before waking up, he turned his head and saw Yang Liu's face behind him.

The door of the bathroom outside rang lightly, and Shu Yang opened his eyes.

The fear and sadness in the dream lingered for a long time, and he looked straight at the ceiling, feeling powerless all over his body.

The air conditioner stopped at some point, and his body was soaked in sweat. After a while, he realized that his nose was very stuffy. He got up and sat for two seconds, then lay down again.

Hands over eyes.

Cheng Xinyi knocked on the door outside: "Brother, didn't you say you're going to Huaiyi?"

Shu Yang opened his mouth to respond to him, but no sound came out.

He got up and went to open the door, Cheng Xinyi was shocked at the first sight of him: "Why are you so red?!"

Shu Yang waved his hand, opened his mouth again, and found that there was really no sound, not even a hoarse voice, so he could only mouth and say, "I have a cold."

"What's wrong with your throat?" Cheng Xinyi was taken aback, "Go to sleep, I'll find a thermometer!"

Shu Yang didn't lie down, but followed Cheng Xinyi to the bathroom to brush his teeth, poured water on his face, and felt a little refreshed.

Sitting on the sofa, Cheng Xinyi was still bending over to look for the thermometer in the drawer.

I have never had a hoarse throat when I caught a cold before, but I have never experienced such a sudden inability to speak. I wondered if the dust in class was too thick and confused my throat.

This idea came out of nowhere, Shu Yang smiled to himself.

Cheng Xinyi finally got up, sat next to him, put the thermometer under his armpit, and reached out to touch his forehead: "What are you laughing at? Brother, don't scare me, can't you make a sound? I don't ask you anything. Can't it?"

Shu Yang raised his arms to hold the mercury head, and shook his head.

Cheng Xinyi said forcefully: "I have to go to the hospital, and go to the hospital after taking the temperature."

Shu Yang had no expression on his face.

Cheng Xinyi: "Is it so painful that you can't make a sound?"

Shu Yang swallowed, not hurting or itching, and shook his head again.

Cheng Xinyi frowned, as if he was the one who was sick.

After a moment of silence, he held Shu Yang's face in his hands, touched his forehead with his own, and said softly, "It's so hot."

Shu Yang raised his hand to touch his face, and pointed to the phone.

Cheng Xinyi handed the phone to him, and Shu Yang typed: "I'm not going to the hospital, don't carry me. I'll be fine tomorrow, and I have to go to Huaiyi later."

"I'll go to Huaiyi." Cheng Xinyi whispered, "Even if you don't go to the hospital, don't go out, okay?"

Shu Yang thought for two seconds, his body was really sore, so he nodded.

After 10 minutes, Shu Yang took out the thermometer, turned it around, looked at the mercury column from the prismatic edge, and Cheng Xinyi rushed to grab it.

39 degrees.

Cheng Xinyi stood up abruptly: "We must go to the hospital!"

Shu Yang didn't move, just sat there.

Cheng Xinyi knew that she couldn't hold back against him, and was afraid that he would get angry, so she had to compromise and carried him to the bedroom: "Go and lie down for me!"

Shu Yang was half-carried and half-carried back to the room, lay on the bed, watched the tall figure come in and out, took a glass of warm water, another antipyretic, and wrung a wet towel.

Cheng Xinyi should have never taken care of anyone before, the movement of wiping his sweat with a towel was clumsy, and Shu Yang's nose immediately felt sore.

"Sleep for a while brother." Cheng Xinyi said, "Take the medicine and sleep for a while."

Shu Yang never liked to be taken care of by others, so he grabbed the medicine before Cheng Xinyi reached out, took it by himself, folded the towel and put it on his forehead, and covered the corners of the quilt by himself.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, Cheng Xinyi stood by the side in a daze.

The phone vibrated, and Cheng Xinyi seemed to have finally found his use, so he hurriedly took the phone over and handed it to him.

Shu Yang took it and saw that Teacher Zhao had sent a notice in the group to collect all the papers before eleven o'clock at noon.

He turned the phone over and let Cheng Xinyi read the news.

Cheng Xinyi had no choice but to get up, stood up to go out, turned back, looked at him seriously and said, "Don't get up and do things, get some sleep, if your throat is bad in the afternoon, I will take you to the hospital."

Shu Yang looked back at him silently.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Cheng Xinyi turned back, bent down and lowered his head, and kissed the corner of his lips: "Wait for me to come back."

Shu Yang turned his head away, not to look at Xinyi's back.

The door was gently closed, and he stared at the blank sky outside the window, wondering if it was because he had been staring at it for a long time, his eyes suddenly felt so sore.

The fever-reducing medicine slowly came up, Shu Yang closed his eyes, and fell asleep after a while.

This time I slept very deeply, and when I woke up again, the sky was dark.

Shu Yang sat up abruptly, only to find that the curtains were drawn after two seconds.

The curtains are thick and can create a rainy dusk when they are drawn.

Cheng Xinyi just opened the door, saw him sitting, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, you're awake."

Shu Yang nodded.

Cheng Xinyi held a bowl of porridge in his hand, and said with a smile, "I made porridge with vegetables and lean meat for you. The doctor told me that this is the best. I brought you medicine, and eat it half an hour after eating."

Shu Yang opened his mouth, but found that he was still speechless.

Cheng Xinyi took a few steps to the bedside: "Don't push too hard, I've consulted the doctor, and it will get better soon. If you don't want to hang up the water, you can only eat these first, and your throat will hurt after you can talk."

Shu Yang looked at him.

Cheng Xinyi estimated what he meant: "The test paper has been sent to Huaiyi, don't worry."

Shu Yang pointed to the bowl, Cheng Xinyi said with sparkling eyes, "I've eaten it."

As he spoke, he picked up the bowl and asked Shu Yang to get the spoon by himself, with his left hand half clenched and resting leisurely on his lap.

Shu Yang frowned slightly and glanced at him, then reached out to grab his left hand.

Cheng Xinyi gave way quickly, and smiled angrily: "Shall we hold hands or fight?"

Shu Yang stared at him with cold eyes, and grabbed his hand after two seconds.

Cheng Xinyi didn't hide anymore.

Shu Yang opened Cheng Xinyi's hand and saw two band-aids sticking side by side on his middle finger.

The edges of the Band-Aid had been soaked red with blood.

"A little bit, I accidentally hit the knife, the wound is very small, like an ant bite." Cheng Xinyi said with a smile, "No..."

He swallowed half of his words and froze in place.

Shu Yang lowered his head and kissed his fingertips.

The two of them maintained their movements for quite a while before Shu Yang took a deep breath, and couldn't help but kissed along his fingers to the back of his hand.

Then she leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek.

Cheng Xinyi was in a daze, and after two seconds, he put the bowl in his hand on the bedside, raised his hand and grabbed the back of Shu Yang's head, pushing him to his side.

Shu Yang struggled a bit, and turned his face to prevent him from touching his lips.

Cheng Xinyi's voice was hoarse, and in the dim light like dusk after the rain, it seemed deceptive: "I'm not afraid of catching a cold, I want to kiss you right now."

He broke Shu Yang's chin, swept his eyes aggressively from the end of his eyes to his lips, and pressed down hard while breathing tremblingly.

Shu Yang fell asleep again, and it was really late when he woke up again.

Cheng Xinyi was lying beside him, with his hands and feet wrapped around him, falling asleep.

Shu Yang looked at his sleeping profile and couldn't help reaching out to touch it.

At the moment when his hand was about to touch his face, Cheng Xinyi suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time reached out and grabbed his wrist: "Hey, have you been caught by me? Tell me, did you want to do this to me a long time ago?" ?”

Shu Yang let him pinch his hand, and only smiled with a corner of his mouth.

After staring at each other for a long time, Cheng Xinyi suddenly let out a "lean", and his eyes flickered: "Don't look at me like that, okay?"

Shu Yang wanted to touch his face.

Cheng Xinyi slowly let go of his hand, let that slender hand hold his face, tilted his head and rubbed against the hot palm.

Two days later, Shu Yang was able to speak.

The virus hit the head and covered the face, and directly crossed the critical point, so I couldn't feel anything except the loss of voice, but the tide will always recede.

The body only started to respond when the virus was eliminated, and the throat went from completely disappearing to feeling the sound of breath, and then to hoarseness.

The pain of running away finally came back, and the throat and nasal cavity hurt so much that even breathing felt like a sin.

As expected, there was no news from the publishing house that I interviewed for last time. After the fever subsided, Shu Yang started writing while still looking for suitable positions.

Cheng Xinyi couldn't say anything more.

On the second day of Shu Yang's illness, Yang Liu called, he pressed the mute button, and let the phone ring until he hung up.

Cheng Xinyi watched from the side without saying anything.

With the arrival of a new week, Cheng Xinyi's summer internship begins.

He got up early on Monday.

Cactus does not require dress, Cheng Xinyi still wears a simple T-shirt as usual, and he looks energetic at first glance.

Shu Yang was brushing his teeth in the bathroom. He carried his bag and watched beside him, as if every movement of Shu Yang was art and he couldn't miss it.

"What's wrong?" Shu Yang asked.

Cheng Xinyi: "Nothing."

Shu Yang put down the toothbrush bowl in confusion, poured water on his face again.

Cheng Xinyi took a dry towel to help him wipe his face, then leaned over and put his lips in his mouth.

Breathing gradually became faster, and finally Shu Yang turned his face sideways.

Tasting his breath as he wished, Cheng Xinyi said: "The first day of the internship requires strength."

Shu Yang's ears were a little hot, so he went to pick up the towel in his hand, Cheng Xinyi grabbed the back of his neck, and lightly bit his lips.

"Go." Shu Yang lowered his head.

Cheng Xinyi's ears were blushing, but his face was calm, he licked his lips and said in a low voice, "A few days ago you said you were sick and wouldn't let me kiss you. I want to sleep in your room."

Shu Yang pretended to be angry and said, "Go to work! You're late!"

Cheng Xinyi: "Either you can sleep in my room."

Shu Yang: "Okay, I'll sleep with you, and you sleep with mine."

"You mean what you say and what you say is not sincere." Cheng Xinyi stepped back a few steps with a smile, and waved at him, "Brother, I'm leaving."

Shu Yang: "Don't use idioms indiscriminately, and pay attention to safety on the road."

Seeing people go out, Shu Yang poured cold water on his face again.

Looking up in the mirror, he suddenly found that his eyes seemed brighter than usual.

Walking to the living room, the phone rang, Shu Yang picked it up, and a familiar voice asked, "Xiao Shu?"