Chapter Seventy-Two: Farewell
After Chen Nian arranged the fans, he went back to the bedroom to take care of the sick Lin Mo, first fed him porridge, and then let him take medicine, which was relieved.
Fortunately, Lin Mo simply had a cold, and after taking the medicine, Chen Nian covered him with a thick quilt to sweat, and when he woke up the next morning, Lin Mo had nothing to do.
Poor Chen Nian worried all night, even dreaming with a slight frown, still worried about Lin Mo.
At 6 o'clock the next morning, Lin Mo moved his body slightly, his movements were very slight, for fear of accidentally waking Chen Nian up.
Lin Mo supported his body with one hand, looked at Chen Nian on the side, and frowned slightly, as if interpreting the master's uneasiness and worry.
Lin Mo sat up gently, stretched out a hand, and gently rubbed Chen Nian's brow, wanting to help her stretch her brow, but as soon as he rubbed it a few times, Chen Nian opened his eyes.
"Momo, why did you wake up so early?" Chen Nian asked softly.
"It's okay, you go back to sleep, I just went to bed too early last night. Lin Mo smiled and said.
"How are you, are you still burning?" Chen Nian asked.
"It's okay, I'm feeling so good now!" Lin Mo smiled.
Chen Nian stretched out his hand to try to see if Lin Mo's forehead was still hot, but he stretched out his hand but didn't reach it, so he had to say: "Momo, you are lower, my arm is not long enough, and it is not enough." ”
Lin Mo lowered his head and printed it on Chen Nian's lips, "Don't worry, the fever is gone, you can sleep for a while, and I'll cook." ”
"Well, that's good. Chen Nian saw that Lin Mo's face was very ruddy, and his voice sounded normal, so he put his mind at ease, retracted the quilt and continued to sleep.
Lin Mo got dressed and got up slowly, tiptoeing for fear of waking up Chen Nian.
Lin Mo washed it, and then went to the kitchen to start preparing breakfast, because most of the food has been relatively greasy in recent days, Lin Mo decided to simply boil porridge and mix some small cold dishes for breakfast.
Since a few cold dishes plus porridge were relatively simple, Lin Mo only took more than half an hour to finish it, and then began to knock on the door from room to room and call fans to get up.
Several fans looked at the time on their phones and got up very resistantly, who said before that if a male god or goddess shouted to get up every morning, then he would never get out of bed, what time could he get up.
But now they just think that why the male god has such a good work and rest habit, it's simply too early for life to bear!
It was with great difficulty that several people got out of the bed, and they really couldn't understand why Lin Mo was able to get up at 6 o'clock in the morning for a long time.
"Idol, it's too early!" said Xiang Xiaochuan as he got dressed and pushed open the door.
"It's early, it's going to be 7 o'clock soon, young people can't stay in bed all the time, do you know. Lin Mo glanced at Xiao Chuan and said.
"Woo woo, I think the goddess is so pitiful, I have to maintain the same old man's routine every day as you. Xiang Xiaochuan selectively ignored Lin Mo's white eyes and said with a face full of grievances.
"The goddess doesn't feel pitiful, go to bed early and get up early, her body is good, and her spirit is good!" Chen Niangang walked to the courtyard and heard Xiang Xiaochuan's words, stretched his waist and said with a smile.
Lin Mo nodded, put his hands behind his back, and looked like an old cadre: "The plan of the year lies in the spring, and the plan of the day lies in the morning, young men, you are the future of the motherland, and you must not be decadent in bed." ”
Chen Nian gave Lin Mo a big white eye, but helplessly, Lin Mo didn't react when he saw Chen Nian's white eyes, but intensified.
"Actually, Niannian and I don't get up very early every day, and occasionally we get up a little late. Lin Mo smiled and said.
Chen Nian's face turned red when he heard this, and he pinched Lin Mo's waist where the fans couldn't notice.
Lin Mo couldn't say anything about his suffering, so he could only say to the fans: "Hurry up and wash up and eat, and the cold dishes I finally made will be cold after a while." ”
"Ahem, idol, you stalk is really bad. Xiang Xiaochuan complained before closing the door.
Chen Nian pinched Lin Mo's ears: "What nonsense did you talk about just now?"
Lin Mo was in pain, so he had to admit and beg for mercy: "Nian Nian, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore!"
"I see that your illness is really cured, and you are starting to skin again?" Chen Nian did not intend to let Lin Mo go easily, and added a little more strength to his hands.
"No, it's not good, my throat is still a little uncomfortable, I don't believe you. After Lin Mo finished speaking, he coughed pretendically.
"Pretend! reload!" Chen Nian let go of his hand and said.
Ten minutes later, the group all sat down at the table, and a bowl of porridge was placed in front of everyone, and a few plates of cold dishes carefully prepared by Lin Mo and the kimchi he and Chen Nian made together before were placed in the middle.
The porridge is soft and glutinous, Lin Mo deliberately added a few pieces of rock sugar when he boiled, so the porridge still has a sweet taste to drink, plus the cold dishes that are matched are all picked by Lin Mo in the yard in the morning, all of them are very fresh, but everyone eats not too energetically, but slowly.
Lin Mo looked at the absent-minded appearance of the group at the table, put down the chopsticks in his hand and asked, "What's wrong, one by one, the dishes I made this morning are not to your taste?"
"No, I just thought that I was going to leave after this meal, and I felt very uncomfortable. Xiang Xiaochuan whispered back.
"Ahem, cough, I thought something was wrong, it was weird for you to say this, it was as if you were eating a severed head meal. Although Lin Mo didn't feel very comfortable in his heart, he still said stiffly.
After Lin Mo finished speaking, several people were finally a little more positive when they ate, but the expression on their faces was still not too happy.
"Okay, one or two, there is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed, and it will not be without a chance in the future, I will set up a note for each of you in a while, and you will not charge money for dinner in the future. Lin Mo smiled and said.
"Brother, you're really joking. Ogawa replied.
"I'm not kidding, in the future, whether you are going to come to C City for business or tourism, although you come to me to eat, you will be given free every time, but say in advance, you can't use me as a restaurant, I won't have the money to marry your goddess when you come to eat every day." Lin Mo looked at Chen Nian on the side and said.
"Hey, the male god Saigao. The girls said.
"When you come to City C in the future, you can tell us that we will accompany you to play with you if there is a chance. Chen Nian looked at the group of children and said with a smile.
"Hehe, anyway, the male god and goddess, you are really suitable together, you don't look like idols at all. There is no shelf at all. Xiang Xiaochuan said.
"Aren't we friends? I've never treated you as fans, just as younger brothers and sisters, after all, other people's fans protect idols, and you have always sold me. Lin Mo smiled and said.
"Hehe, can't we promise not to sell you in the future?" said one fan.
At the end of a meal, the atmosphere is getting better and better, but it is also becoming more and more reluctant, the Internet is a strange thing, it allows people who are thousands of miles away from all corners of the world to know each other, share happiness and pain, and give people strength and courage.
Time is like this, minute by minute, no matter how reluctant you are, you always have to separate in the end, Lin Mo watched the fans leave the gate one by one with suitcases, reluctantly got into the car, and finally shed tears.
Even if I haven't seen it before, even though it's only a short two days of getting along, everyone is fully committed and dedicated, so what does the length of time and dreams mean.
A whistle fell on the road, and those touches that grew from you grew up from your heart at the moment of parting.
Everyone has the hope that one day they will see each other, but everyone knows in their hearts that this day may or may not come.
If this day doesn't come again, I hope you will be safe and happy for the rest of your life.