Chapter 87: Fever (3)

Yan Suizhi froze for a moment.
Because he had been outside the house before, his hands were cold, but Gu Yan's fingers were hot.
Yan Suizhi let him catch him for a while, and then he asked aloud, "What's wrong?"
Gu Yan rubbed his temples with the other hand, and then asked in a dumb voice for a moment: "Where ..."
Yan Suizhi looked at him with his eyes down, and was scratched by annoying things in his heart. It was a little itchy or a little thorny. "Go to the kitchen and bring you the medicine."
"... I mean, where to go with a scarf?"
Yan Suizhi remembered that he still had a scarf in his hand, and he suddenly laughed and said, "Go to the attic and find a hanger."
Gu Yan was slightly stunned, and this reflected that he might have made a mistake. He rubbed his eyebrows, and the room was quiet for a while. He did not let go, and the other party did not draw his hand back.
This is extremely rare in Yan Suizhi, so that it will give people an illusion, as if he was acquiesced and indulgent.
I just don't know, this is not a kind of preferential treatment for patients.
But in the end, Yan Suizhi shook the finger he was holding, jokingly reminded, "Classmate Gu, the porridge downstairs is going to be mushy."
Gu Yan: "... sorry."
He let go of his hand, and the slightly hot body temperature was removed from Yan Sui's fingertips, and the coolness was wrapped up again.
Until he went downstairs and opened the pill box, Yan Sui's heart was filled with an unspeakable taste.
As soon as he poured two pills in his palm, he heard rustling footsteps over the stairs.
"How come down? After taking the medicine and sleeping for a while." Yan Suizhi said.
"No." Gu Yan came over, touched his palm with a slightly hot fingertip, took two pills, and took a little warm water with a glass. He swallowed the medicine on his head, took a few more sips of hot water, and his throat knot slipped.
Yan Suizhi looked at him for a moment, then returned his gaze, and asked in a gossip: "Catch the early shuttle shuttle?"
Gu Yan paused while drinking water and pinched the cup, "Uh," he said, "Having received the detection notice from Decama and Herlan Star halfway, the voyage was delayed for a while, not sure when I could arrive."
"Just that?" Yan Suizhi said, "Is there any problem with the test?"
"... Fortunately." Gu Yan only picked the result and said, "Otherwise I will be in Ivy Hospital now."
Yan Suizhi was standing next to the sandstone pot, with his hand in his trousers pocket, and the other hand using a porcelain spoon to gently stir the thickened rice porridge clockwise. Wen Yan didn't pierce anything, but said: "What will happen next time, whether it is good news or bad news, especially bad news, don't hide it ... If you have something wrong, I hope I can get it as soon as possible know."
After a while, Gu Yan responded vaguely, "Well."
"Well." Yan Suizhi turned his head. "To be honest, you are not very credible in this respect. Are you awake now? Go and use the light brain to write a guarantee agreement, so that it seems less perfunctory."
He smiled a little after he finished, and continued to cook his pot of porridge meticulously.
Gu Yan looked at his back and said nothing, and Wu Shen's eyes moved. He seemed to want to say something, but the conversation turned into another question, "You said ... Have you found a new apartment?"
"Correct."
"Where?"
"The area around Baima Street is also close to the Southern Cross Law Firm."
"How about the layout?"
"It's not bad. The landlord is an artist. The house is covered with his paintings. It's very clean." Yan Suizhi said.
Maybe the previous injection finally worked slowly, maybe the hot water did make people feel more comfortable. Gu Yanbi was a little more energetic when he first got up, but after hearing this, he was silent for a long time.
He received another cup of hot water, leaning against the Liulitai, watching Yan Suizhi's thin white fingers stirring the porcelain spoon, and Shen Sheng asked, "When will I go?"
Yan Suizhi smiled and turned around and asked angrily: "Are you rushing me out in such a hurry?"
"No."
"Without you asking me twice in ten minutes?"
Gu Yan lowered his eyes and said nothing for a while.
When Yan Sui thought he was dumb and speechless by this sentence, and then bored back, he suddenly opened his mouth--
"If I don't ask, won't you leave?"
The dumb voice was low and deep, clearly calm, but inexplicably touching. It's like filling you with a can of strong alcohol, pridefully sealed tightly, but inadvertently showing a gap.
Yan Suizhi has lived forty-three years. He has seen too many impulsive, abundant, and exaggerated expressions, always covering his face with menacing faces. It seems that he will not stop without prying a slit to find a response. He circumvented him politely for so many years in the circle, and Gu Yan was the most eaten in the end.
His hand stirring the porridge stopped for a moment and raised his eyes.
Gu Yan's eyes have been falling on him, lighter than anything ... and heavier than anything.
Behind him, there was a transparent glass wall a few meters away from the soft carpet in the living room. Eight newly planted pine trees outside the wall swayed in the night wind, and some of the pine worms adapted to the new environment and sporadicly Come out, flying up and down around the pine needles with cold fragrance, like a fine spark scattered in the dark night.
Yan Suizhi glanced over there, seeming to sigh and whisper: "Gu Yan."
"Ok."
"The lamp pine you asked Joe to get here today."
"Yes."
Yan Suizhi withdrew his eyes and looked at him, "I heard Fitz say that you don't really like Deng Song."
Gu Yan paused for a moment, then said lightly: "... not particularly like it."
"Then ... When I move away, are these pine pine nobody watched?" Yan Suizhi finished and smiled, seemingly casually said: "I signed a trial stay agreement with the landlord, originally intended Wait until you come back to say hi and go again, and later I plan to wait for you to burn off and leave tomorrow. Now that these pine pine are shipped over, I have to change my mind again. So, if you do n’t ask, I may really not leave Now. "
Yan Suizhi said, she put down the porcelain spoon in her hand, and took a soft towel to cushion her hand, and covered the lid of the sand pot.
The slightly boiling sound of rice porridge was stuffed into the cover. The sound of the night breeze outside the window was faintly audible. The little fluorescent light fluttered around the lamp pine, and the warm yellow floor lamp was spread on a large soft carpet.
The house is warm and cozy.
Gu Yan leaned on the glazed table beside him, holding the glass, watching him do things in an orderly manner, and then opened his mouth, "I don't know if it's because of fever and unconsciousness, you let me produce A little misunderstanding. "
"What misunderstanding?" Yan Sui's head was not raised, and he was still busy.
"... mistakenly thought I could say something ridiculous, or do something abrupt."
Yan Suizhi stopped his hand, finally turned to look at him, raised his eyebrows and said: "For example?"
Gu Yan looked at him with his eyes down, and suddenly touched his chin with his index finger joint, "like this."
Because of this action, the shirt bent two folds on the waist. He lowered his head slightly, and kissed the corner of Yan Suizhi's mouth.