In the evening, after class, Zhang Yan finally came to the urban village where Wang Bo and Ni Hao lived.

If you have a fever of more than 40 degrees, you may die if you are not careful, so there is no need to worry about the previous grievances at this time, so let's see how people are doing.

Wang Bo was quite happy, he knew that Zhang Yan still cared about Ni Hao very much, otherwise as soon as they met that day, Zhang Yan would not be a little nervous to inquire about Ni Hao's news.

However, the more he walked to the urban village, the more embarrassed Wang Bo felt, the environment here was too bad, and Zhang Yan, who was dressed very beautifully, came to this kind of place, and he always felt a little sorry for others.

However, Zhang Yan herself didn't care much about this, and when she was in Jiangnan City before, she and Ni Hao lived in a similar rental house.

Soon, Wang Bo took Zhang Yan to Ni Hao's room, knocked on the door, and no one inside answered, so Wang Bo directly took out the key to open the door.

Because Ni Hao often stayed up late to change the script and forgot to eat when he was busy, Wang Bo simply gave him an extra key to his room, so that he could occasionally deliver food.

After opening the door, a faint smell of burnt paste came out, Wang Bo was startled and hurriedly walked into the room.

The room was pitch black, only the computer screen was on, and Ni Hao was really sitting in front of the computer in a daze.

And in the kitchen cubicle at the doorway, an old induction cooker sits on a pot with some boiled noodles and a plate of scrambled eggs with leftover tomatoes next to it.

It seems that when he carried Ni Hao to the clinic in the morning, he didn't talk nonsense, it turned out that he really wanted to eat tomato and egg noodles.

It's a pity that Ni Hao didn't make tomato and egg noodles himself, but boiled the noodles into a paste and fried the tomatoes and eggs into vegetables.

Wang Bo was speechless and squeezed his eyes at Zhang Yan: Look, I didn't lie to you.

Zhang Yan sighed, first turned on the light in the room, and then walked straight behind Ni Hao.

"Ni Hao!" Zhang Yan shouted.

Ni Hao's body was shocked, and he turned his head a little stiffly.

Then he saw Zhang Yan.

At this moment, he was a little confused, because no matter what, he never imagined that Zhang Yan would appear in front of him at this moment.

Time and space seem to be out of order, some fragments in memory began to emerge in his mind crazily, coupled with the already burning confusion, Ni Hao actually began to hallucinate, he seemed to have returned to the days when he lived with Zhang Yan before, the two of them also lived together in such a rental house, he stayed at home every day to write scripts, Zhang Yan often went out to film, at that time, every time Zhang Yan came home, he would call his name loudly behind his back.

"Ni Hao!"

"Yeon-yeon, you're back!"

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Anything, I'm so hungry!"

In my memory, it seems to be a similar conversation, it seems to have been said countless times, Zhang Yan at that time would always smile gently, and then pull him to get up and cook together.

So, is it in reality or in memory? Ni Hao is a little unclear.

However, he still subconsciously responded: "Yanyan, you're back, I'm so hungry......"

……

Zhang Yan looked at Ni Hao, whose face was pale, his eyes were confused, and his body was a little shaky, and suddenly she had the urge to cry.

That's it, let's put the old accounts first, for the sake of him being really sick, don't worry about him first!

"Don't be busy, you need to rest now. Zhang Yan reached out and stroked Ni Hao's forehead.

The tentacles were a little hot, but the heat was not too bad, it seemed that the fever had almost subsided, Zhang Yan was a little relieved.

"Zhang Yan?" It was only at this time that Ni Hao was a little more sober, it turned out that he was not dreaming just now, Zhang Yan really came to see him?

At this moment, Ni Hao was really stunned, he suddenly had an illusion that his dream had come true, as if time and space had been misaligned, and the past and the present were seamlessly connected.

Ni Hao suddenly had a cleverness, and some things that had been incomprehensible in his mind suddenly became clear.

The confusion of narrative space and the confusion of narrative time are actually interconnected, and when time and space are broken, more possibilities can be created and become more free.

"Damn, I figured it out!"

Ni Hao staggered to his feet and waved his hand a little excitedly.

However, in the next second, Zhang Yan directly pushed him to the bedside.

"You don't have to think about anything now, hurry up and give me a sleep and rest!"

While speaking, Zhang Yan actually pressed Ni Hao down on the bed.

"Oops, hey, I'll go out first to breathe, you pay attention to the scale......" Seeing this, Wang Bo next to him smiled cheaply and slipped away.

Zhang Yan didn't have time to pay attention to Wang Bo's ridicule, she pressed Ni Hao down on the bed, then covered him with the quilt, and reached out to cover his eyes.

"Don't open your eyes, give me sleep immediately!" Zhang Yan whispered.

This time, Ni Hao was surprisingly obedient, he obediently closed his eyes, as if he was really going to sleep.

Zhang Yan's hand covered Ni Hao's eyes for a while, and then slowly took it away, seeing that Ni Hao's breathing gradually became longer, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then touched his forehead again.

It's still a little hot!

Zhang Yan thought about it, got up and picked up a towel on the hanger next to her, and then poured some hot water into the basin to moisten the towel.

Of course, Wang Bo helped Ni Hao get the hot water, and these days, Wang Bo is about to become Ni Hao's little nanny.

Wringing out the hot and wet towel a little and folding it a few more times, Zhang Yan came to the bed again and put the towel on Ni Hao's forehead.

This will be a little more comfortable and will also help cool down.

After seeing Ni Hao sleeping more and more soundly, and even his tightly knit brows gradually relaxed, Zhang Yan sighed softly and prepared to get up and leave.

However, as soon as she stood up, suddenly, a hand grabbed her sleeve.

Ni Hao, this guy hasn't fallen asleep yet, is he pretending to be asleep just now?

"Don't go, I can't sleep without you. Ni Hao closed his eyes and whispered.

Zhang Yan suddenly wanted to hit someone angrily.

However, looking at Ni Hao's still pale face and fingers that had no strength at all, she finally relented.

In fact, it didn't take much effort for her to directly pull off Ni Hao's fingers, but she still couldn't bear it after all.

"Okay, I'm not leaving, okay, you can go to sleep quickly. Zhang Yan sat on the edge of Ni Hao's bed and said helplessly.

"Hmm. Ni Hao responded, but he stretched out his hands and hugged Zhang Yan's arm, and then buried his head in Zhang Yan's palm.

Maybe this way, he can sleep more peacefully.

Zhang Yan sat on the edge of the bed for a while, and soon her face became ugly.

Because this time, Ni Hao really fell asleep, and her arms were still being held, and her hands were being pressed, and they were even numb.

Why, why did Ni Hao sleep so comfortably, but he had to suffer this sin!

The more Zhang Yan thought about it, the more angry she became, and finally she was ruthless, and finally pulled out her arm, and then lay down beside Ni Hao, and pulled over a long quilt.

Anyway, it's all sleeping, so it's better to sleep comfortably!