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After arriving at the hospital, Chi Yu was sent to the emergency department. The doctor said there was nothing serious after the examination. At least there was no obvious trauma on the body, so he scratched the skin on the back of his hand. Because of high fever and dehydration, he appeared in a short-term coma, and asked Cheng Yang to go to the hospital. First take a few bottles of antipyretic and anti-inflammatory drips.

Yao Jinyuan rushed to go, but Cheng Yang stopped him and asked him to watch here first.

When Chi Yu came back, Chi Yu had already been pushed into the ward. Cheng Yang didn't go in, but sat down on the bench outside the door with Yao Jinyuan.

The two stood side by side, Cheng Yang leaned against the back of the chair, clasped his hands in front of him, his eyes seemed to be frozen, since he sat here, he has been staring at the gap in the door of the ward that was not tightly closed. A ray of light flashed indistinctly from his eyes.

Yao Jinyuan didn't know what he was thinking at this moment, and he didn't dare to look at him, so he cooperated with Cheng Yang's silence until the silence was infinitely prolonged, and the anxiety in his heart was overwhelming. After calming down, he took a deep breath, lowered his voice and said, "I'm sorry..."

"I didn't do it on purpose." He lowered his head slightly annoyed, but luckily Chi Yu was fine, "I didn't want to conflict with him, I just..."

Cheng Yang shook his head, "It's his own fault, I don't blame you."

Cheng Yang probably didn't witness the scene, but just happened to catch up, so Yao Jinyuan didn't know if he really didn't favor Chi Yu when he said this, or if he was trying to alleviate his guilt, but Cheng Yang looked like he didn't want to say more, He stopped just in time.

The corridor was cold and damp, and the chill from sitting still for a long time penetrated people's clothes. Fortunately, it was still early, and there were many patients and family members walking back and forth, so the surroundings did not appear to be deserted.

Yao Jinyuan thought over and over again, took off the scarf and put it on Cheng Yang's hand. I don't know if it was because he was holding it too tightly, or because he couldn't bear the cold. His fingers were still a little pale, and even the blood vessels were clearly visible under the fluorescent lamp.

Cheng Yang was slightly taken aback by his actions, as if he couldn't react after being out for too long, he took a look, smiled at Yao Jinyuan, and returned the scarf to him, "I'm not cold."

Yao Jinyuan didn't answer, Cheng Yang waited for a while, but with no choice but to take back his hand, folded the scarf and put it on his lap.

"Mr. Cheng, have you ever thought about going abroad?" After a while, Yao Jinyuan suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Cheng Yang was a little puzzled why he asked this question.

"With your ability, you don't want to stay here forever, just be a high school teacher." Yao Jinyuan looked at him.

Cheng Yang smiled, "What's wrong with a high school teacher?"

"That's not what I mean." Yao Jinyuan thought for a while, "Your service period will be up next year, and Cheng Ying and Cheng Le have already been admitted to college, so you don't need to worry about it any more. You can spend the rest of your time and energy thinking about yourself. More choices, better opportunities, I know that you chose to study in normal school at that time, maybe because of some financial pressure..."

Cheng Yang turned to look at him, the smile in his eyes gradually receded, as if he had guessed what he might say next.

"After the next semester, I will go to the United States for a two-year exchange. I mentioned it to you before. Actually, I really hope that you can go with me." Yao Jinyuan forced himself to ignore his reaction at this time, "If the cost is What you are most worried about now, I can also help you solve it..."

"Mr. Cheng, I want to take care of you. I have always been to you..."

"Stop it." Cheng Yang suddenly lowered his voice and stopped him.

Yao Jinyuan rolled his throat, and the words he wanted to say were blocked in his throat.

Mingming Cheng Yang didn't even finish listening, but he didn't want him to continue. Yao Jinyuan took a deep breath again and suddenly felt a little dazed.

"I didn't hear what you said just now." Cheng Yang stood up, put the scarf in his hand, turned and walked in, "It's cold, you go back first."

Yao Jinyuan stood up and stopped him, as if he didn't intend to be sent away so easily.

Cheng Yang sighed, "I taught you as your teacher, but I only taught you for three years."

"Can't three years explain the problem?"

"You are still young." Cheng Yang said: "In the future, you must be more capable than me to try those more choices and better opportunities, so Jin Yuan, don't be affected by the environment, and don't limit your eyes too much to Right now, you are smart enough to know which choices are responsible to yourself."

"But isn't the most inappropriate and unusable thing about being smart is emotion?" Yao Jinyuan smiled wryly.

"You think I'm young because you think I'm immature, but what about him, didn't he also meet you when you were young?"

"So we didn't start well and end well."

Yao Jinyuan paused for a moment, and smiled palely, "If I don't think so, at least he has you compared to me." He glanced at the door, whether he likes it or not, but he still feels envious, "You still listen to him and get so nervous about him..."

In fact, before he said these words, he had already expected such a result. Maybe what Cheng Yang said was right, he was still too young, he couldn't even hold his breath, and he had to choose the worst time to kill him. Everything is clear.

"I remember that you know how to drive, so I leave the key to you." When Cheng Yang turned around, Yao Jinyuan walked up to him, pretending to be relaxed and said, "I'll go first. If he wakes up, tell him for me. Say sorry."

After thinking for a while, he laughed again, "It doesn't matter if you don't forgive, anyway, he's fine, I won't give him back the chance, and I'll keep you here."

After Yao Jinyuan left, Cheng Yang sat outside for a while, and the nurse went in to change a round of drip bottles before he opened the door and went in.

Chi Yu was already awake, looking at the ceiling with his eyes open, and when he heard movement at the door, his gaze turned and slowly fell on Cheng Yang.

The heat probably subsided a bit, and his face was not as red as before. Under the whitening light, his expression was numb, and his whole person seemed much duller.

Cheng Yang walked to his bed, pulled the infusion bag over and looked at it, but the other hand hanging by his side suddenly felt cold to the touch.

He lowered his head slightly, and found that Chi Yu's hand stretched out at some point, and was holding him cautiously.

Cheng Yang pulled back, glanced at him, and asked, "Do you want some water?"

Chi Yu shook his head, the back of his treated hand was covered with gauze, and after drying outside for a while, he silently retracted into the quilt.

"You go back first...it's so late." He coughed lightly, his voice hoarse, "I'm fine, just hang up on this point."

Cheng Yang went to pour a cup of hot water and put it on the head of his bed, then dragged a chair and sat down opposite him, without saying a word.

Chi Yu didn't know what to say to make him less angry, and it happened that he couldn't say anything at this moment, so he didn't speak again.

The room was quiet, and a needle could be heard. See you again in nine years. For the first time, he didn't chase after others, and he didn't reject people for thousands of miles. It was like a war of offense and defense. Finally, everyone was tired and silent. Sit down and want to look at each other.

Even if it wasn't for a handshake, it would be precious in the face of Chi Yu's life hanging in the balance. He exhaled a hot breath, and finally dared to relax his tense body, giving himself room to breathe.

Chi Yu held on for a while, wanting to look at Cheng Yang a few more times, but tiredness struck him, forcing him to close his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but I vaguely heard the nurse push the door in, finished pulling out the needle, and seemed to give Cheng Yang some instructions.

Chi Yu slowly opened his eyes, the room was dimly lit, "What time is it?"

"Ten o'clock," said a voice overhead.

He sat up and saw that there was water beside the bed, and was about to drink it when Cheng Yang snatched it away, "It's cold."

Chi Yu watched him go out and come in again, poured him a glass again, he held half of the water in his hand, looked ahead, and suddenly said after a while: "I want to go back."

"Where are you going?" Cheng Yang said, "The doctor said you have to observe for another night."

Chi Yu didn't speak, as if he couldn't keep up with energy, and the person holding the water glass was a little lost in thought.

Cheng Yang looked at him for a while, "Put on your clothes first."

He went to ask the doctor, prescribed some medicine and came back. If the fever still persists at night, he will come back tomorrow. Cheng Yang took the things in his hands and went back. Chiyu had changed his clothes and was sitting on the bed hair Waiting for him in a daze, he stood at the door for a while and called him to go downstairs together.

Cheng Yang was driving, and Chi Yu was sitting in the passenger seat. He didn't ask him where he was going. He guessed that Cheng Yang would probably find a hotel to put him down, and at most help him check in, that's all, but even if it is In this way, compared to the expectation of being thrown in the hospital, it is already much better.

However, the scenery back home became more and more familiar, and when he realized that he was going to his house, Chi Yu sat up straight unconsciously.

He looked at Cheng Yang, who was focused on the front, as if he didn't intend to explain to him.

10 minutes later and drove downstairs, Cheng Yang locked the car door and went upstairs, entered the house and gave him the key, "Do you have an appetite?"

Chi Yu followed him into the house, and shook his head when he heard that, he couldn't eat anything now.

Cheng Yang pointed to his room, "Then go to bed first."

"Can I take a shower?" Chi Yu asked. He was sweating all over and felt very uncomfortable. He probably couldn't sleep without taking a shower.

"Have you brought any clothes?" Cheng Yang asked casually when he entered the kitchen.

Chi Yu was stunned, he came here in a daze, he didn't take anything, he was not ready to see Cheng Yang, he just endured to the limit, he became a little hypocritical when he got sick, as if he couldn't see others at this moment , as if there will be no chance in the future, just come here regardless.

After all, he missed him too much, and he missed him even more when winter came.

"You should wear Chengle's. He has an old school uniform that is one size fits all." Cheng Yang didn't seem to expect him to say he brought it, "I'll get it to you later."

Chi Yu nodded, and Cheng Yang wrapped the back of his hand with a layer of plastic wrap to prevent water from entering before going in.

He lowered his head, standing less than half an arm's distance away from him, his slight breath seemed to brush past his ears, there was a warmth he was familiar with, Chi Yu was still moving forward at such a close distance Rely on it, thinking that Cheng Yang resisted so much that he wouldn't even let him grab it, and resisted the urge to hold someone in his arms several times, only dared to watch silently, his self-control is seriously unable to keep up now, his gaze It is also a little presumptuous.

Cheng Yang dropped his things and left almost as soon as he wrapped them up.

Chi Yu was stunned for a while, coughed lightly, looked in the living room to see if he saw anyone, and pushed open the door of the bathroom with some annoyance.

Cheng Yang may have chosen to tolerate himself because he blamed himself for his student's affairs, but he made an inch of it with such a cheeky face.

What Cheng Yang found for him was a loose sports suit with the words xx printed on the back, and a pair of unopened underwear.

After Chi Yu came out of the shower, the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was already up. He was weak all over, and he became more and more exhausted, so he went in and lay down.

Cheng Yang came over and put a thermos on his bedside, "Water is in it, call me if you need something at night."

Chi Yu said sorry before he went out, Cheng Yang didn't know what he was apologizing for, he didn't speak, and turned off the light for him.

After going out, he sat down on the sofa and sent a message to Yao Jinyuan, asking if he had arrived.

Yao Jinyuan said that he had arrived home an hour earlier, and he returned with his usual triumphant little emoji.

Cheng Yang put down his phone with a smile, and slowly sank his tired body into the sofa. It wasn't until then that he remembered that he hadn't had dinner yet. He went to order a bowl of noodles for himself, and cooked some porridge by the way. Insulation.

Before going to bed, he set an alarm clock, and when he woke up at that time, he went to his room to have a look. Chi Yu fell asleep facing out, his face was a little red, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He drove to the top, but he shrank tightly as if he still felt cold.

Cheng Yang touched his forehead, and sure enough, it was a little hot again, but the degree of burning was much better than that in the evening.

He went to wring out a cold towel, and went to his room to get an extra blanket.

When he came back, Chi Yu was actually awake, and saw him smiling palely with the corners of his mouth in his mouth, "I'm really afraid that I'm dreaming..."

"You have a fever." Cheng Yang said.

However, Chi Yu was completely unmoved, and still stared at him intently, "You know, I often dream about you, like this..."

As he spoke, he coughed a few times, and after he calmed down, there was a bit of grievance in his expression, "But in the dream, you ignored me, and you were angry with me..."

"Sometimes I don't dare to sleep, I'm afraid to see you, I'm afraid you'll scold me... But I'm still very happy to dream of you... For a while, I haven't once, and I'm still very anxious... It's like I dreamed When it comes to you, you still remember me...I miss you very much..."

"Cheng Yang..." I don't know if it's because of the fever, or because of his true feelings at this moment, Chi Yu's eyes are flushed, and even the end of his eyes are smudged, as if he is about to cry. Cheng Yang thought he was going to cry again, it was obvious He was psychologically shadowed by his sudden breakdown last time.

That tear really couldn't be described as a bead with a broken thread. It was the first time he saw someone cry like this.

As if suffering from human suffering.

He twisted a hot towel to wipe his face, but when he got closer, he realized that his face was dry, and his eyes were a little slack, as if he was not awake.

He sat down opposite his bed, and at first he could hear the meaning, but then he said something intermittently, but Cheng Yang didn't hear anything clearly.

He leaned back on the back of the chair, suddenly his eyes became hot, why did he have to force him like this?

Is it like playing a rascal like this, knowing that no matter how many years have passed, he still has nothing to do with him?