The brake disease was sick for three days in a row.

As I sat on the bed on the side, I could clearly see that he was groggy, his steps were vain, and he walked with three steps. With such a body, he kept screaming to work and refused to put down the laptop in his hand. I see it in my eyes, and it hurts in my heart. However, what can be done, the hospital also went to the hospital, the salt water was hung up, and the injections were also given, but there was no obvious improvement.

I don't want to talk to him like my mother, it will only distract him, and it will not improve his current situation, after all, no matter how noisy and noisy, the work still has to be done on time, and others can't help him. For some reason, the young people of our generation are in a deep anxiety, and what they can't get is always in turmoil, and they are afraid of losing what they have, whether it's a job or a relationship. There are even times when bread is always more important than love – there is such a thing as affection, and it is better to hold on to the visible rice than to exchange it for sweet sweets.

In the past few days, my father went to my grandmother's house to have a harvest, and the two said that they were reconciled as before, and they stayed to take care of their grandmother for a period of time, in order to do their duty as a junior.

Anyway, my dad wasn't at home, so I simply took the black dog back to the dormitory. Soy sauce, like me, rarely goes back to the dormitory due to work reasons, and Hot Sauce hardly stays in the dormitory because of the procedures for going abroad. The original small dormitory, with only me and Babao, seemed empty. Fortunately, the black dog joined our dormitory life, and Babao chased the black dog every day to play and meow, and the black dog was chased up and down, but it was also harmonious and harmonious.

Babao and I started to talk to each other about men and women when we had nothing to do at night, and I laughed when I talked about Babao's youthful appearance when he was freshman, and I remember that Babao said at that time, "I thought it was like a bee pollinating a flower, and the worker bee climbed up and touched the stamen twice, and with a bang, pollination would be good." ’

"Do you still think so?" I teased her.

"Of course not. However, I just have a lot of theoretical knowledge, and I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so I don't know how it will be in practice. Babao hugged the black dog and squeaked it, and said to me, "What about you, for four years, have you practiced it in society?"

I can talk about this kind of topic so purely, and there is only Babao, and I have a mouthful of old blood in my throat, and I almost can't breathe. Naturally, I haven't experienced it firsthand, not to mention that Babao doesn't know that I and Brake are in love, so of course this topic can't continue to talk, so I quickly changed the topic.

I get off work every day, and I do take takeaway porridge and side dishes, and go to the brake dormitory to report, for fear that this busy guy will miss the time to eat, and I only say that I work overtime for Babao, and I dare not reveal anything to her; as for other things, I don't have the energy to do it.

On Saturday, I sat on the brake bed with a big grin and ate with him. Ziyan shouted at us from afar in the living room, do you need him to go out and give us two worlds, I hurriedly walked out of the door, so that he could stay. Bunsen and I are a guest, how can there be anti-guest-oriented, let the host go outside to avoid the limelight, this is too impolite.

I sat back down: "It's dark, don't let him run outside, it's cold, it's not safe." ”

Brake looked at the sheet sadly and whispered: "He's a big man, what are you afraid of." ”

"Even if he's gone, I forgive you for not having the strength to me. I teased.

This sentence seemed to ignite something, and he suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly retorted to me and said: "I still have this bit of strength, why don't you try it?"

"Forget it, I'm a giant in words and a dwarf in action, don't listen to my nonsense. You eat these meals first, and I'll go first. With that, I hurriedly took the finished chicken soup thermos flask, took the bag and went home.

I leaned against the wall of the hallway and patted my chest.

It's the first day.

At noon on the second Sunday, I simply stewed crucian carp and tofu soup for him, carrying a thermos bucket with a box of fried broccoli and a box of white porridge in one hand, and a cat and a black dog in the other hand, I went back to the dormitory first, and then came to him.

"I don't have an appetite. "The brake guy has been bothering me for two days, and he has become more and more arrogant, this one is also a picky eater, and that one is also a picky eater, where does it look like he is a year older than me.

"People are iron and steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you're hungry, I'm just feeding you, and I have to let you eat it. I have said this sentence a thousand and eight hundred times, and I myself have a dry mouth and a disgust in my ears.

"Then you better feed it. "This guy actually opened his mouth and asked me to feed porridge, I was so angry that I directly took a spoon to Haidilao Yue, scooped the hottest part, and sent it to his mouth, so frightened that he quickly retracted his neck.

"I see, it's just that I'm too indulgent with you, giving you psychological hints, and I won't come to you when I'm sick, and you'll be slow to get better. Maybe I won't come tomorrow, and you'll be right away. ”

My mouth is a crow mouth that has been opened, and what I say doesn't work, and for two days in a row, he doesn't get better. I knew that when he was gone, he continued to lie on the bed and work with a small notebook, and I had no position to persuade him, just as if what I couldn't see had never happened, and I didn't want to interfere with his freedom.

After the third day of work, I dragged my tiredness and went to the blue cat's house to buy takeaway with yellow sprouts (shredded meat) and rotten noodles, and walked downstairs to him. I put the takeaway on the billboard, covered my face with my hands, and rubbed and rubbed until I rubbed myself to the point where I smiled and smiled, and then slipped in from under the nose of the dormitory manager.

"Do you want a kiss that smells like a cough potion?" After eating, he drank the potion at my urging, and lay on the bed with his ass on his side, looking at me with silky eyes, not knowing whether Benny had learned from him or if he had asked Benny for the method.

"I'm going blind. Ziyan, who came over to deliver the fruit, covered his eyes and ran away.

On the fourth day, he finally regained his sense of smell and sniffed at me like a big golden retriever: "Do you smell different every day? Or do you have no breath in my nose?"

"yes, I wear a different perfume every day. "What I bought him this time was braised noodles, which are light and easy to digest like rotten noodles.

"I really don't understand you girls, just change your clothes every day, and change your perfume every day? Wouldn't that buy seven bottles of perfume?" He took the chopsticks and spoons I handed him over, and skillfully shared a small bowl with me, and the two put the noodles on the lazy table, sitting cross-legged, like a pair of sorghum red couples on the northeast kang.

"That's not all, just buy four bottles of perfume. "I held out four fingers.

"Five days a week, how did it become four bottles. He asked me suspiciously.

"Because the mood of going to work on Monday is the same as going to the grave, who goes to the grave and sprays perfume. I waved my hand and grimaced at him.

"Hahaha, is that what you mean?" he smiled and clapped his hands.

"I lied to you, in fact, I bought a bottle of perfume, but your nose is dysfunctional, and you feel that the smell is different every day. I shook my head and said, anyway, I have a lot of nonsense with him on weekdays, and this sentence is not bad.

"It's okay, five bottles, I'll buy it for you in the future, isn't it just to make the people you like happy. He sucked the dough and said casually.

My cheeks turned red as I heard it, and when he finished eating, he quickly found an excuse to slip away. I feel that day by day, it is like entering and leaving the tiger's den in Longtan, and if you are not careful, you will be skinned and cramped by the monster in the black hole, and you will eat it dry and wipe it clean.

On Wednesday night, he was finally sick and light, and he joined me for a walk in the park near the school. We walked round and round, through the crowds, over the trees, and finally found a spot, sat on the benches, and watched the uncles and aunts of fifty or sixty years old square dance.

Speaking of which, after a few days with him, I have become familiar with Ziyan. Ziyan is not so mature compared to the brakes, but compared to my senior classmates, he is already a human, like an adult man. But, don't look at him with stubble, sunburned in wheat color, he looks two years older than me, but in fact he is still a little kid at heart, naughty in his bones. According to the brake, he has a childhood sweetheart who is two or three years older, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and is the school flower of the women's university next door. She taught him homework since he was a child, from poetry and poetry to philosophy of life, he fell in love with her tightly, and he chased her in college for more than four years, but he has not yet achieved positive results.

"It's a long road ahead, I don't know. Brake commented on Ziyan.

"What do you say, we are like a young couple who have achieved positive results, pointing fingers at others. "I looked uneasily at the energetic middle-aged and elderly people in the square, and felt that they were more energetic than me, a young man in his twenties.

"Isn't it?" Brake asked me, dumbfounded, "haven't you thought about developing further with me and building a future that belongs to us?"

"To be honest, I haven't thought this far ahead, I just feel that I am very happy with you every day, and this is enough for me now. "I've always been honest with him, and I don't know if it's a mistake. Perhaps, I should also use a strategy to make him look at the flowers in a fog and not really touch them, so as to keep the freshness between lovers and make him feel excited.

"For me, it's not enough. He said, holding my hand, interlocking his fingers, lifting up and pointing at the group of dancing middle-aged people, and said, "I want to be like them, when I was young, I worked hard, and when I retired, I still held your hand like this, and we were both trembling, and when we were tired, we would find a chair to sit down and bask in the sun." I love you, you should know that. ”

"I ......" I was speechless, unable to respond immediately to his warm affection. What I want is nothing more than the love of the moment, nothing more than me running towards him without any scruples, as for the future, as for marriage, I can't even think of it.

His love is the warm sunshine in the sky, and my love is the fragile moon in the water, the world is different. I let go of his hand, afraid he would find out.