What if my brother is sick

Jiang Yan went home alone today.

Wen Bei suddenly sent him a WeChat message saying that there was something to be resolved, and he asked himself to go back first. Jiang Yan looked at the phone, but did not send what he wanted to say, and only replied with a good word.

Touching his bangs covering his eyes, he thought to forget it, next time.

Jiang Yan lay on the bed after returning home, Wen Bei was not at home, and he didn't want to cook anymore.

Looking at the news sent by Wen Bei, the lines between the lines are very normal, no different from usual.

But this uncontrollable uneasiness still lingers in Jiang Yan's heart, making him depressed.

Jiang Yin didn't come back, and Jiang Yan didn't bother to care about where she went, she lay on the bed, and lay down until dark.

Jiang Yan fell asleep and his mind was in a daze. When he heard the movement in the living room, he thought it was Wen Bei who came back, so he got up and went out quickly, but only saw Jiang Yin lying on the sofa in the living room.

Jiang Yin was eating the takeaway he just ordered, and when he saw Jiang Yan, he was slightly taken aback, swallowed the pizza in his mouth, and asked, "So you're at home?"

When Jiang Yin came back, the house was quiet, thinking that no one was at home.

Seeing that it was her, Jiang Yan frowned indistinctly, and asked, "Brother hasn't come back yet?"

Jiang Yin said vaguely while eating: "No..."

Jiang Yan looked at the mobile phone and Wen Bei's chat page, and there was only one good word Jiang Yan solitary.

Where did I go... I didn't tell myself,

He sent a text message to Wen Bei asking when he would be back, and then said to Jiang Yin who had made the table messy, "Remember to clean it up."

Jiang Yin waved his hand: "I know."

Jiang Yan went back to the room, put on a coat, and went out.

He walked downstairs and stood at the entrance of the small alley. The dim streetlights made his face look pale. Wen Bei didn't reply to his message. When he called, only a cold female voice came.

Shut down.

Jiang Yan's hand gripping the phone suddenly tightened, and she was at a loss as she stood under the streetlight.

What happened to Wen Bei today? Where did he go?

Jiang Yan's stomach began to hurt, he bent down uncomfortably, and squatted down slowly against the street lamp.

He unconsciously bit the soft meat in his mouth, and he didn't come back to himself until a bloody smell spread in his mouth.

Jiang Yan knew that she was ill again.

This feeling of not having news from Wenbei is really hard...

Like three years ago.

It's okay...Wen Bei has come back...he won't leave again...it's okay...

He just went to play with his friends, it's fine...

Friends... yes, friends!

Jiang Yan picked up the phone with trembling hands and called Zhou Li.

The call was connected quickly, and Zhou Li's voice came: "Hello...?"

Jiang Yan said almost immediately after connecting, "Is my brother with you?"

Zhou Li was puzzled: "Little Yan... Ah Bei? You're not here... What's wrong?"

"..."

Jiang Yan didn't answer and hung up the phone.

Not at Zhou Li... Then where did Wen Bei go?

Jiang Yan found that he was really powerless, he couldn't find Wen Bei, the fear in his heart magnified and magnified, and his ears even began to lose hearing...

"Little Yan...?"

Jiang Yan was so engrossed in thinking that he didn't notice the feet stopped in front of him. He didn't raise his head until he put his hands on top of his head.

As soon as he raised his head, he bumped into a pair of beautiful eyes. The owner of the eyes frowned and spoke with a hint of surprise.

"Why are you squatting here?"

Wen Bei held a plastic bag in his hand, half bent over and looked at Jiang Yan.

"……elder brother?"

As soon as Jiang Yan raised his head, Wen Bei noticed his abnormality. Why was his head covered in sweat in the cold weather? He raised his hand to wipe it, and Jiang Yan's head was covered in cold sweat.

Wen Bei began to get nervous, put down the plastic bag in his hand, and quickly asked, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

Before Jiang Yan recovered, she shook her head dully, paused for a while, and nodded again.

"My stomach hurts." Jiang Yan said.

Looking at Jiang Yan's appearance, Wen Bei thought of his illness again, felt a pain in his heart, and the guilt in Jiang Yan's eyes grew stronger and stronger.

"Can you go?" Wen Bei asked softly.

Jiang Yan nodded, stood up slowly, and did not forget to lift the plastic bag that Wen Bei put on the ground.

It was a bit heavy, Jiang Yan looked down and saw that the bag was full of fruit snacks and ingredients.

Wen Bei followed his gaze, then smiled: "I bought some food for you and Jiang Yin..."

Jiang Yan saw a box of familiar chocolates sharply, nodded, and the two walked towards the community together.

Wen Bei raised his hand to wipe Jiang Yan's forehead again, it felt cool to the touch, blown by the wind.

"Why don't you stay at home and run outside to blow the cold wind?" Wen Bei blamed.

Jiang Yan took the bag with the other hand, took out the phone from the pocket, and wanted to show Wen Bei the chat page with Wen Bei, but suddenly thought of something, and retracted the outstretched hand.

"Your phone is turned off, I can't find you." Jiang Yan said.

"...The phone is out of battery and turned off." Wen Bei was puzzled: "What do you want me for?"

"...I'm worried about you." Jiang Yan said in a muffled voice.

After hearing this, Wen Bei couldn't help laughing: "What are you worried about me?"

He is a 27-year-old strong and good young man, what else could happen?

But with a smile, he suppressed his smile.

Even though he is only a half-grown child, he already worries about himself everywhere...

He raised his hand and patted Jiang Yan's shoulder, suppressed the soreness in his eyes, and said firmly, "It won't happen in the future."

Jiang Yan turned her head when she heard the words, not quite understanding what Wen Bei said.

When the two returned home, Jiang Yin had already taken a shower and was sitting on the sofa applying a facial mask. Seeing the two of them greeted blankly, "Are you back?"

As soon as Wen Bei entered the door, he was taken aback by Jiang Yin's masked face, took a step back, and was caught by Jiang Yan's hand.

Jiang Yin didn't see his reaction and said dissatisfied: "Brother, what's the matter with your reaction, it makes me look scary."

Wen Bei changed his shoes and said to her, "Everyone who sees your face will be shocked."

Jiang Yin picked up his mobile phone to take a picture of his face, only to realize that he was wearing a mask, and his hair was disheveled after washing, it was really scary.

As soon as Jiang Yan entered the door, she took the things Wen Bei bought into the kitchen, and asked Wen Bei by the way: "Brother, have you eaten yet?"

Wen Bei's stomach groaned in response to the occasion, and he smiled slightly: "Not yet, have you eaten yet?"

Jiang Yan neatly took out a few packets of noodles from the refrigerator, and without answering Wen Bei's question, said directly: "I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you."

Wen Bei wanted to say no, but Jiang Yan had already washed the pot and started the fire, so he didn't say anything else.

Jiang Yan moved quickly, and within a short while a bowl of noodles was brought to Wen Bei. When Wen Bei smelled the taste, his hunger suddenly hit him, and he said with emotion: "Xiao Yan's craftsmanship is really good."

Jiang Yin said dissatisfiedly: "I can do this to this extent." No wonder...

Wen Bei spat at her and said, "I didn't see you cooking a meal for your brother."

After finishing speaking, he said to Jiang Yan who turned and walked to the room: "Little Yan, don't you want to eat?"

Jiang Yan paused when she turned around, tried to soften her face, and said, "I'm not hungry, brother, just eat."

After finishing speaking, instead of looking at Wen Bei's face, he walked to the room.

He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, the anxiety in his heart accompanied by stomach pain made him uneasy.

He reached out to take the schoolbag to his hand and unzipped it, but his heart fell to the bottom following this action.

No.

Not here.

He showed a rare panic, and poured out all the things in the schoolbag with a snort, his hands shaking unbearably.

It's gone, he obviously put it in his school bag...

"Are you looking for this?"

Wen Bei's voice sounded behind him, too faint to be heard.

But Jiang Yan's body seemed to be frozen.

He turned around with difficulty, what Wen Bei was holding in his hand was what he was looking for.

His medicine is in Wen Bei's hands...

Will Wen Bei... already know?