If you can't eat ice cream, you can sleep in your boyfriend's arms

What are the key words for midsummer.

Watermelons with emerald green skins, ice cream with cold air, heat waves on asphalt roads, sudden downpours, and air-conditioned rooms with a constant temperature of 23°C. As a coastal city in the south, Zhanjiang has lived up to its geographical location, with summer temperatures breaking meteorological records again and again, and standing on the asphalt road, you can see from afar the light and shadow blurred by the heat wave. Lu Chen complained in the circle of friends more than once, every day under the scorching sun, walking from the parking lot to the hospital, just 200 meters away, like a piece of pork belly that has been marinated and grilled to medium-rare. Tong Li replied that he had known you for so many years, and your positioning of yourself as a pig with the captain and little cabbage was as accurate as ever.

Lu Chen replied that Zhuang Yu is not a little cabbage, his meat is a little tender, like pork belly that has been roasted to medium-rare. Xu Hong was happy when he saw it, and commented below: The two of you met in a barbecue restaurant, maybe they came from the same pig, and they had to enter the same person's mouth. Yang Rui sang with his husband below: Other people's houses are pigs and cabbage, but when you come to you, they have become pigs and pigs arching each other. Zhuang Yu happily replied below: Lu Chen, Lu Chen, let's go to the self-service barbecue restaurant at the entrance of the community for dinner! The ice cream at that house is super delicious! Jiaolong, everyone said that they were sorry, which means that we were wrong to disturb your two pieces of pork belly, this kind of chic show of affection.

But in May and June, the sky is like a child's face that changes, the last second it is still sunny, the next second it is cloudy, the gloomy sky is so low that it seems to be touchable, Zhuang Yu has looked at the weather outside the window countless times and thinks about the rationality of the existence of such a thing as a weather forecast.

In the morning, Lu Chen handed him an umbrella, and said that the weather forecast said that there would be rain today, Zhuang Yu looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, and muttered that the weather forecast might not be who believed who was stupid, and took advantage of Lu Chen's inattention to secretly stuff the umbrella back, and showed a harmless smile to Lu Chen, who turned his head, "Let's go, let's go, otherwise you should be stuck in traffic again in a while." So the umbrella that Zhuang Yu was thinking about now was lying lonely in a corner of the shoe cabinet drawer. Seeing that the sky outside the window was getting darker and darker, Zhuang Yu thought that it should be possible that after being dark for so long, it would probably be enough to run home by himself for a while.

However, the moment he stepped out of the door, the pouring rain poured down, Zhuang • I will be a little fan of weather forecasting in the future • Yu watched the shoe he stepped out of instantly get wet, and couldn't help but fall into today's 271st interview on the weather: Are you just waiting for me to rain without an umbrella, are you just waiting for me to go out to rain, what did I do wrong to make you target me like this!

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, Zhuang Yu thought about the bedroom window and the clothes on the balcony, and couldn't help but think of the emoji that Lu Chen sent him when it rained before: As long as I run fast enough, the rain won't be able to .jpg me, he gritted his teeth and rushed into the rain, running in the direction of home.

Lu Chen worked overtime to do the last operation and returned home to open the door, and found that Zhuang Yu was sleeping very unsteadily, his mouth had been talking in his sleep, and his face was also abnormally red.

He hurriedly woke Zhuang Yu up, the little ancestor was so dazed that he refused to go to the hospital, Lu Chen touched his head helplessly, turned around and wanted to get an ice pack and get some medicine, but the little ancestor who was in a daze took his hand and hummed and didn't let him go.

"Well, my temperature is a little high to my senses, I'll get you an ice pack, you can take some fever medicine later, and if the fever doesn't go away tomorrow morning, go to the hospital with me obediently."

Seeing that Zhuang Yu was in a daze and was about to fall asleep, Lu Chen hurriedly pulled out his hand to get the ice pack, Zhuang Yu felt the coolness of his forehead, let out a comfortable sigh, and his consciousness returned, and he opened his misty eyes and saw Lu Chen's left hand water cup and right hand antipyretic medicine, Zhuang Yu, who had just come back to his senses, couldn't help but shudder, shrunk himself into the quilt again, and only showed a pair of eyes that were red and wet due to fever to look at Lu Chen.

"Lu Chen, you look like my mother, she forced me to take medicine when I was sick when I was a child."

"Don't come to this set, when you get better, let's count the matter of you disobeying your mother's order to toss yourself with fever and illness."

"I thought that I ran back in the rain because my clothes were confiscated and the windows were not closed, and you should reward me."

"Is the clothes important or the body important, do I want to reward you with an ice cream, Comrade Zhuang Xiaoyu."

"Then can I ask for two, one Yili Ranch yellow peach flavored and one Wuyang Sea Salt cheese flavored."

"Don't talk about the door, I closed the window for God for you, and you weren't allowed to touch the ice cream for two weeks."

As soon as Zhuang Yu heard this, he snorted and rolled to the side of the bed wrapped in the quilt

Lu Chen put the medicine and water aside, grabbed the spring rolls stuffed by Zhuang Yu who rolled off the bed immediately, and silently sighed in his heart that the sick Zhuang Yu couldn't be more than three years old.

It's easy to say that Zhuang Yu, who wrapped himself in a silkworm baby, was fished out of the quilt.

"Take the medicine obediently, and you won't feel uncomfortable if you sleep after taking the medicine."

After making a fuss for a while, Zhuang Yu felt that he was sweating all over, probably really burning uncomfortably, and obediently finished taking the medicine.

"Brother Chen, you should sleep in the guest room tonight, otherwise it will be bad for me to infect you."

Zhuang Yu's voice was still thick nasal, and there were small eyes that looked at him and hoped that Lu Chen could accompany him but were afraid of infecting Lu Chen, Lu Chen touched his head distressedly, and wiped the sweat off his head for him.

"It's okay, I'm next to you to feel at ease, if the fever doesn't go away in the middle of the night, we will go to the hospital."

"Okay, good night Brother Chen."

"Sleep good night, tomorrow I want to see a healthy and lively Zhuang Xiaoyu."

Hearing Zhuang Yu's breathing gradually becoming steady and long, looking at him sleeping like a baby, Lu Chen lightly changed his pajamas and lifted the corner of the quilt, and after lying down carefully, he stretched out his hand to hold Zhuang Yu in his arms, Zhuang Yu felt the familiar temperature, and unconsciously drilled into Lu Chen's arms. The small action of the lover's unconscious dependence exploded one after another fireworks in Dr. Lu's mind, and he grinned silently, if he hadn't been afraid of not waking up Zhuang Yu, he might have jumped up to give all the dummies in the hospital a complete set of battlefield emergency surgery drills. Outside the window, the night rain was pouring down, and indoors was the tranquility of intertwined breathing, and the gentle flow was all over the mountains.

When Zhuang Yu woke up, the sky had cleared, and the gap in the curtain revealed a glimmer of light, and the pillow next to him still had the smell of the shower gel on Lu Chen's body, he buried his head in the pillow and took a deep breath, wanting to jump up from the bed and raise his arms and shout that the weather is so good, and life is so beautiful.

The aroma of porridge drilled into Zhuang Yu's nose through the crack in the door.

"It would be nice if it had ice cream-flavored porridge." Zhuang Yu lay in the sunshine and thought with a smile.