"Running to the pharmacy all of a sudden, is there something uncomfortable?"

In the early hours of the morning, the streets were deserted, and the sky was already a little brighter. Sitting in the closed carriage, Zheng Hengzhao, who was holding the steering wheel, glanced at the bag in Gu Sheng's singer, and frowned worriedly,

"Did you get a cold on the set and have a fever again?" removed his right hand from the steering wheel and probed Gu Shengge's forehead, Zheng Hengzhao twisted his eyebrows, and couldn't help but speed up the car under his feet, "It's really a little hot, no, let's turn around from the front and go back to the hospital now......"

"Where is it hot, it's your hands that are too cold," stopped Zheng Hengzhao's movements in surprise, Gu Shengge's face was helpless, and he couldn't help but smile a little, "I said, you can't help but be too nervous...... How can I be so weak. ”

"You suddenly ran to the pharmacy to buy medicine, I thought that you had been enduring the discomfort and didn't want to tell me ......"

Some deep voices, slightly hoarse, as if with some grievances, slipped past the ears word by word. A soft smile bloomed in the corners of his eyes, with the temperature of ironing, Gu Shengge looked at Zheng Hengzhao in front of him, smiling kindly and brightly.

"Stupid or not? I bought the contents of the bag for you. ”

"Give it to me?" turned his face in surprise and glanced at Gu Shengge, Zheng Hengzhao turned his head and stared at the road in front of him with some impotence, "Give me medicine?" Are you hinting at me, I'm sick?"

Glaring at the man speechlessly, Gu Shengge directly opened the bag in front of the man's eyes. The plastic bag made a rattling sound, and in the next second, a bag of unidentified objects wrapped in kraft paper and emitting some kind of fragrance came into his eyes, along with two boxes of stomach medicine that he often took.

"Well, I'll admit, stomach medicine I do need...... But this, this paper bag that smells bitter is also for me? What's in it?"

Grabbing the kraft paper bag that was tightly locked by the man's inquiring gaze, Gu Shengge raised his hand and shook it in front of Zheng Hengzhao, and when he shook it like this, the originally closed car was almost instantly filled with the aroma of several herbs.

"This bag is a clear fire tea, and that bag is calming. You must not have looked in the mirror much lately, I can tell if you have dark circles under your eyes...... Also, my lips are peeling, go back and drink this bubble, and then get a good night's sleep. Even if the sky falls, you can't push yourself like this, if you do this, I will ......"

Suddenly pausing the words on his lips, Gu Shengge blinked, and turned his head in the direction of the window with a hot face. If it weren't for the surprised and complicated expression on Zheng Hengzhao's face that reminded him, he would almost have said the word "distressed" to that person without hesitation.

Naturally, in the bottom of his heart, he expected Zheng Hengzhao's consistent teasing and teasing, and silently reddened his ears, Gu Shengge stared at the scenery passing by quickly outside the window, and didn't look back.

Unlike in the past, the development he expected did not happen for a long time. Zheng Hengzhao, who was sitting next to him, heard him say something like that, for the first time, that person didn't bend the corner of his eye, and his eyes narrowly blew the roots of his ears with ambiguous whispers. He originally thought that with that man's usual behavior, he would definitely come to his side, and asked him with a sly look in his eyes and a smile,

"Huh, what will you do?"

But he didn't.

This time, nothing.

"Shengge, it's already here, go up. Now I can go up and sleep for a while, so I'll go back first. ”

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw the familiar door of the hotel, and closed the door a little distractedly, Gu Shengge looked at Zheng Hengzhao, who was sitting in the car and smiling at him, and was a little inexplicably alienated for a while. Subconsciously grasping the window frame in his hand, Gu Shengge paused, and still asked in a low voice.

"You, don't you go up?"

"No," the man's smile didn't look like it had changed, the arc was perfect, and his eyes were natural, as if they were imprinted on his face, so he couldn't pick out any unnaturalness, "I still have to rush back to the hospital to change Shen Jie's shift, and the time is a bit rushed." It's too hard for you to go to the hospital and stay up so late after a day of filming, go up and rest early. ”

Seemingly completely unaware of his somewhat abnormal look, the man in the car unscrewed the key and started the car without hesitation in the early hours of the morning when the cold spread, "Shengge, go up." I'll visit the class when I have time...... Oh yes,"

Picking up the bag he had put on the passenger seat, Zheng Hengzhao curled his lips at him through the cold window.

"Thank you for the medicine and tea, I'll drink it well. ”

There was a roar of the engine, and the car quickly departed in the faint light of the sky.

Gu Sheng's singer stood in place with cold feet, and he couldn't come back to his senses until the car was so far away that he couldn't even see the lights.

The sound of the engine roaring had already dissipated into the air, but Gu Shengge thought, perhaps, the sound ran into his head.

What kept buzzing in his head was not the expensive engine, but the last thing Zheng Hengzhao said to him before leaving.

"Thank you for the medicine and tea, I'll drink it well. ”

Lowering his eyes in distraction, Gu Shengge raised his fingers, and the cold touch just cooled his burning eyelids at the moment.

No wonder.

No wonder he always felt that he seemed somewhat familiar with that way of speaking.

- "I'll finish the cake." ”

- "Thank you. ”

The picture in front of me is very dazzling.

It was the English garden, the villa, the kitchen, Zheng Hengzhao's room, and Zheng Hengzhao leaning against the door frame.

That day, he also said "thank you" to him. ”

Then he closed the door between them with his own hands.

Like, today.

Covering his eyes with his arms, Gu Shengge squatted down, and suddenly felt that he hadn't changed anything.

No matter how hard he tries, no matter how much he escapes. Past life, this life. He's just the way he is.

Embarrassed, sour. Like a blindfolded prison sheep, helpless and powerless, waiting for the judgment of his lover.

He didn't know what he was doing wrong.

All he knew was that in that very second, the fear of losing that person almost overwhelmed him, condemning him to the point of no return.

When Zheng Hengzhao returned to the hospital, it was already dawn.

Park the car in the underground parking lot, and when he opened the door and got out of the car, his eyes swept over the two fragrant paper bags on the co-pilot, and the action of getting out of the car paused, Zheng Hengzhao clenched his fists and quickly looked away.

After receiving a text message from Shen Jue saying that Luo Yi had woken up, Zheng Hengzhao thought about it and ordered a few bowls of porridge at the front desk of the hospital. The nurse at the front desk took down his order and asked him seriously what the patient had to avoid when he was in business. Zheng Hengzhao was stunned for a moment, he thought about it for a long time, but he still only held back a "can't eat spicy".

The nurse seemed to be a little reluctant to laugh at his answer, and it was common sense that patients with wounds should not eat spicy food. This is the hospital, and the hospital is responsible for preparing the meals, so how can there be something spicy?

In the amusing eyes of the nurse, he turned around and went upstairs, the ward was on the sixth floor, Zheng Hengzhao rarely didn't squeeze the elevator, turned around and walked into the stairwell. During the time he ascended to the sixth floor step by step, he couldn't help but think. If it was the same situation today, and it was Gu Shengge who was injured, then he would probably have a stomach full of advice, and he would grab the nurse and make her remember to vomit.

Walking to the door of Luo Yi's ward in an inexplicable imagination, Zheng Hengzhao patted his face with his cold hand, trying to return himself to reality. The moment he pushed open the door of the ward and entered, he was still thinking about how his immortal cousin should be weak at the moment, but when he saw Luo Yi who was half-lying on the hospital bed and waving at him with a smile, Zheng Hengzhao thought to himself, it seems that he should really sleep well.

"Hey, Zheng Papi, who doesn't care about the life and death of the employees. ”

You see, there's still the heart to joke. Yesterday's thrilling painting style was really a dream for him.

"It's you who don't care if you live or die! If you don't finish work so late, you deserve to be hit by someone else!" Shen Jue, who was standing next to the hospital bed with a poisonous eye and a poisonous tongue, was very imposing—if he ignored the hot towel he was holding in his hand.

"Tsk, that's ruthless. Obviously you said to me yesterday...... Hmmm!"

"Shut up! wipe your face!" Covering the hot towel on Luo Yi's face, Shen Jue's movements were eager and fast, but a suspicious flush appeared on his face.

Watching the strange interaction between the two strangely, Zheng Hengzhao's gaze looked back and forth between the two, and then quickly and decisively retracted it.

It's weird to see pink bubbles or something, and it's weird to say it. Lacking sleep and hallucinating, he probably really needed a good night's sleep.

"Let go, it's hard to get back and let you die again...... Anyway, I ordered porridge, and they will send it immediately, Shen Jue, you can also eat some together. ”

"Is the porridge in the hospital clean?Will you put edible gum or something like that?" Zheng Hengzhao's words successfully diverted his attention, let go of the towel in his hand, Shen Jue glanced at Luo Yi, who was breathing heavily, and couldn't help frowning worriedly, "Actually, I can go back and cook it myself, I heard that the reputation of this hospital's canteen is not very good......

Looking at Shen Jue, who was worried, and Luo Yi, who was smiling and bent the corners of his eyes, Zheng Hengzhao opened his mouth, and finally swallowed the sentence "Are you □□?" into his stomach.

"6326, the porridge you ordered!" The nurse's voice broke the strange atmosphere in the ward, turned around and took over the dining cart pushed by the nurse, Zheng Hengzhao thanked him, and just wanted to pick up a bowl and put it on the small table in front of Luo Yi, but was hurriedly stopped by Shen Jue.

"No, no, you clumsily burn him again! give it to me, I'll serve it...... What kind of porridge did you order? He has a lot of things he can't eat now......."

The porridge in his hand was taken away by Shen Jue strongly, looking at Luo Yi who was laughing so much that the gauze was wrinkled on the hospital bed, Zheng Hengzhao rolled his eyes and closed his mouth silently.

Shen Jue over there finally took the porridge and carefully placed it in front of Luo Yi. As a result, as soon as he lifted the lid of the bowl, he was anxious again.

"Hey, Hengzhao, why did you order shredded chicken porridge with winter bamboo shoots?!"

Looking at Shen Jue's surprised and sharp look, Zheng Hengzhao moistened his dry throat, and his heart was so tired that he couldn't speak. Who would tell him why he would find a trace of reproach in Shen Jue's gaze?

"He has only been allergic to this kind of dish since he was a child, and you just ordered this one!" The porcelain spoon knocked the porridge bowl in his hand with a clanging sound, and Shen Jue looked at Zheng Hengzhao with a blank face with a smile, as if he didn't know what to say, "It's been like this before, Ah Luo will get a small rash all over his body when he eats bamboo shoots, and he can't go away for a long time." Now that he's like this, eating this again is simply making trouble for himself. Neatly picked up the bowl and took it to the distance, Shen decided to cover the bowl, as if he was afraid that the smell of bamboo shoots in the air would also make Luo Yi faint, "This porridge is not good! I'd better go back and cook it myself, just right, take a set of clean bedding to ......."

Always sitting on the hospital bed, looking at Shen Jue quietly, Luo Yi laughed again. 166 Reading Network