The next day, when Qingchen got up, there was already a thick layer of snow in the community, and the black off-road vehicle was still parked underneath, and it was impossible to see the people inside.

After washing up, she ordered two portions of noodles with the ingredients brought by Duan Yi yesterday.

knocked on the window for a long time and no one opened the door, Qingchen was afraid that his face would be lumped, so he tightened his scarf and wanted to go back to the building, and the door "Kata" opened.

She turned to him and asked, "Upstairs for breakfast?" ”

His face was not very good, he didn't speak, he just nodded, and his eyes were dark.

The noodles were slightly lumped, but fortunately, it did not affect the taste, Duan Yi finished eating, and sat on the sofa with a sad expression.

Qingchen was still chewing slowly, seeing that he was not interested, he glanced at him a few times,

"Do you have a fever?"

Just downstairs was pale, and now it's tinged with an abnormal flush.

Duan Yi glanced at her, lowered his head again, buried in the collar, he was wearing a black hooded jacket, which looked quite thick on the outside, I don't know if he was wearing much inside.

Qingchen put down his chopsticks, went to the house to find the medical kit, and found a thermometer and a few antipyretic patches.

Detoxify the thermometer,

"Hold on." Thermometer plugged to him.

Duan Yi obediently held it, Qingchen sat down and continued to eat noodles, and when the time came, he took it out himself.

"How many degrees?"

"Thirty-nine degrees two." Qingchen only now noticed that his voice was hoarse.

"Put on the antipyretic patch first, and then go to the hospital." She gestured to the bag on the table.

Duan Yi slowly unpacked the bag, pasted it himself, and then sat on the sofa to watch Qingchen busy coming in and out.

The bruises on her forehead had not yet disappeared, and she wore a beanie hat and a scarf, and her already small face was even smaller under the background of these accessories.

She closed the bedroom door, took the key, and said, "Let's go, go to the hospital." ”

Duan Yi shook his head, weakly making Qingchen feel a little distressed, she stepped forward and grabbed his clothes,

"It's even more uncomfortable not to go, I'll go with you."

Somewhat moved, he got up and walked out with his hands in his pockets.

There are still a lot of people in the hospital for the upcoming New Year, most of them are full of sadness, and a few of them are already numb.

It was a young nurse who treated Duan Yi, and she talked to Duan Yi softly, asked him if he was in pain, what symptoms he had, and said that he wanted to hang salt water after asking.

Duan Yi raised his head and looked at Qingchen obediently,

It's still early, you can also go and buy some ingredients to make a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner after hanging,

"Hang it on him."

The little nurse nodded, and reluctantly took her eyes off Duan Yi.

The bed was sufficient, Duan Yi was lying on the bed, and Qingchen sat on the bed next to him to accompany him.

Boring through the circle of friends, there are some photos or videos of going home, she took a cursory look at it, the information column was empty, and no one sent her blessings, and it has become a habit over the years.

Duan Yi squinted on the bed and fell asleep, very well-behaved, not at all arrogant as last night, the little nurse came to change the salt water for him halfway, and secretly glanced at Qingchen a few times.

Duan Yi has been liked by girls since he was a child, and Qingchen has become accustomed to it, and he would be jealous and make trouble for a few days before he put it, but now he doesn't have that identity.

Seeing that the little nurse kept looking this way, Qingchen came out of the emergency room, it was almost lunchtime, she had to go and buy food for the person lying on the bed, and serve her best, after all, she was also sick for her own business.

When she came back, Duan Yi had already sat up, her head bowed and she didn't know what she was thinking, and the little nurse was standing aside holding a salt water bottle.

She approached, Duan Yi raised his head,

"Wife, where have you been?" He asked Qingchen innocently.

Qingchen's hand shook, the porridge almost spilled, and the little nurse was not much better, and the salt water bottle fell to the ground.

She quickly picked up the bottle, "Can you change it now?" ”

Duan Yi glanced at her indifferently, then nodded.

During the whole process of changing the saline, the little nurse lost the shyness and enthusiasm at the beginning, and instead had a tense face.

"Wife, I'm hungry." Duan Yi began to call her again.

Qingchen's hand shook again, and now the porridge really spilled, she hurriedly put the box on the cabinet, fortunately it was sweet porridge, Duan Yi didn't like sweet.

The porridge that had just come out was still very hot, and Qingchen took it out and cooled for a while before handing it to Duan Yi, but he didn't expect him to shake his head.

"It's inconvenient to have hands."

The hand that hangs the salt water is the right hand,

"And the left hand, I'll hold it for you, and you can drink it yourself."

He looked at Qingchen blankly, the latter looked away, and after a minute or two, Qingchen noticed that he had moved, so he moved his gaze back, and Duan Yi had already drunk the porridge from the bowl in her hand.

"Are you still sleeping in the car tonight?" Qingchen asked him.

He nodded.

"Actually, it doesn't seem to be a big deal, otherwise you would go home and live, right?" She asked tentatively.

There was no one he watched there last night, but he wasn't sure if he would reappear after he was gone.

Duan Yi: "Just tonight and tomorrow night, just go over." ”

Qingchen was also afraid in her heart, but it was not the same thing if it went on like this, and she was distracted all afternoon.

"Light dust, this way." Duan Yi called her in a hoarse voice, and she woke up like a dream.

"Which side?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to buy seafood? Pass from here. He pointed to the seafood section not far away.

Before leaving the hospital, she and Duan Yi said that she would go to the supermarket in the afternoon to buy some ingredients, and tomorrow night on Chinese New Year's Eve, she had to cook something delicious.

"Oh." She reacted, pushed the cart to the seafood area, and bought some miscellaneous things, she went to pay, Duan Yi told her that she forgot to buy something, and asked her to wait for him outside first.

Duan Yi came back quickly, there were a lot of people in line, and he was a big tall man standing at the end of the line, with his hands in his pockets, so ruffian that the little girl next to him looked at him frequently.

Qingchen didn't see what he bought, and he smiled at Qingchen after paying for it, and lifted the bag at her feet.

"Let's go."

The tone is familiar, like a couple who have lived together for many years.

The car was driving at a turtle speed, and Duan Yi looked a little funny curled up in the co-pilot.

The light dust car is small, and it is only suitable for women, so it will suddenly come to Duan Yi, a big tall man, sitting, how awkward it looks.

But Qingchen didn't care, she was pretending to be something, and she couldn't think of any good excuse for a while.

Finally, after another traffic light, she spoke.

"Do you celebrate the New Year alone?"

"It's been a few years."

Before my grandmother died, she was a rejuvenating road, and after her death, she has been spending the New Year alone.

Speaking of the Chinese New Year, Qingchen has never returned to Chunxi Road since the death of Lin's mother, and every winter vacation in the school years, he rented a temporary house while working and living in the place where he worked, and dealt with it casually.

She can not go back to Chunxi Road, but Duan Yi wants to go back, because he still has a grandmother.

Every time this time is the most difficult time for Duan Yi, both sides are his closest people, he is neither willing to spend the New Year alone with Qingchen, nor willing to leave the old man alone to be pitiful, so he first worked with Qingchen during the winter vacation, and returned to Chunxi Road at the twenty-ninth year, and came back to accompany her on the third day of junior high school at the latest.

Qingchen always asked Duan Yi not to be in such a hurry, he could leave early or come back later, she understood what Duan Yi's grandmother meant to him, so she selfishly wanted him to accompany the old man more, because at that time she firmly believed that she and Duan Yi would last a long time, and she was still young, but the old man didn't have so much time to wait, so she was willing to sacrifice herself.

They still didn't celebrate the New Year together when they were separated Duan Yi even stayed on Chunxi Road for an extra week, and after coming back, Qingchen didn't ask him, nor did he blame him, just asked him if he was tired.

Qingchen still remembers that Chinese New Year's Eve that year was February 10th, and the Valentine's Day Duan Yi on February 14 did not return, leaving her alone in the rental house for a Valentine's Day without Duan Yi.

Later, they broke up, and Qingchen almost believed that it was a sign that they would never be reunited, but would only go the other way.

Her sacrifice did not come of any good.

Qingchen was silent for a while, they were getting closer and closer to the community, and when they arrived at the parking space, she parked the car, and Duan Yi just wanted to get out of the car.

Qingchen opened his mouth, "Otherwise, you will have a meal with me tomorrow night?" ”

She said vaguely, she didn't say that she would celebrate the New Year together, she only said that she would have a meal together, and Duan Yi's hand on the car door stopped.

"Okay." He responded, and then quickly got out of the car and opened the trunk to ask for the ingredients that Qingchen had bought.

"I'll help you carry it." He walked in front, Qingchen didn't take anything in his hand, and put his two hands in his bag.

"Why don't we eat together tonight?" She walked behind and said, her tone fluttering.

"Everything." There was a smile in the words.

Light dust was suddenly a little annoyed, this person was obviously cheap and good-looking, he knew that he would not leave him to eat, and now she was unhappy, but she forgot that the person who felt sorry for Duan Yi was her, and she was the one who wanted to keep him for Chinese New Year's Eve.

After eating, Qingchen urged him to get the blanket he brought for him last night.

Duan Yi did as he was told, but he picked up the blanket in just two minutes.

"Did you freeze last night? I shouldn't have done it if I knew it, you are afraid of the cold, you should cover it with an extra quilt. He hung his head, with a look of self-reproach, which made Qingchen a little confused for a moment.

"No," she shook her head, "I mean you sleep here tonight, okay?" Qingchen asked him as he pointed to the sofa.

He slowly raised his head and asked cautiously, "Is it really possible?" ”

Qingchen was a little confused, Duan Yi last night was diametrically opposed to now, when would he talk to himself so carefully There was even a little feeling of pretending to be pitiful.

"If you don't mind, of course..."

"I don't mind." He interrupted Qingchen's words, "I slept comfortably in the car last night, I felt groggy, and I haven't slept well. ”

Qingchen nodded, "Remember to take the medicine before going to bed." ”

There was a bunch of medicines on the table that had just been prescribed today, and Duan Yi was dazzled when he saw it, but he still nodded obediently.

When Qingchen was about to close the bedroom door, Duan Yi stopped her,

"What's wrong?"

"Xiaochen'er, thank you." He laughed as he spoke, his eyes curled like a successful fox.