"Ahem~" Zhuo Zhuo was stunned and choked on the drink in his mouth. Okay, this thief ship came up by itself, go wherever you like---- Zhuo Zhuo secretly enlightened himself in his heart.

I don't know how long it will take to arrive, Zhuo Zhuo couldn't help but reach out and probe Shen Yi's forehead temperature, but fortunately, it didn't get worse. The sudden slight cool touch on his forehead made Shen Yi a little inexplicable, and he glanced sideways at Zhuo Zhuo: "What?" Zhuo Zhuo sighed softly and didn't speak, but he couldn't help but wonder if he had been like this often in the past three years, carrying it when he was sick, and treating himself as if he was a good person.

I don't know how long it took, the car finally stopped in the garage of a residential area, Shen Yi rushed to grab the things in the back seat in his hand before Zhuo Zhuo stretched out his hand, turned around and got out of the car. Zhuo Zhuo had no choice but to retract his half-stretched hand, unbuckle his seat belt, and get out of the car to catch up.

After arriving home, Shen Yi pointed out the location of the refrigerator and the kitchen to Zhuo Zhuo and took the things in his hand into the study, and after a while, there was a low voice, as if he was on the phone, the voice was a little blurry, Zhuo Zhuo didn't go to investigate, turned around and rummaged in the refrigerator.

Shen Yi can't cook, at least not three years ago, but there are meat and vegetables in this refrigerator, and the things are quite complete, probably because he hired a part-time worker to cook every day. Zhuo Zhuo looked for a while, took a few tomatoes and eggs into the kitchen, opened the cupboard, and found that there were a lot of oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, sugar, salt, and monosodium glutamate. Zhuo Zhuo rolled up his sleeves, washed vegetables, cut vegetables, fried eggs, boiled noodles, didn't take much time, and made a bowl of tomato egg noodles, I don't know how long Shen Yi has been hungry, cooking noodles comes quickly, and it is good to be able to eat a bite early. When he was about to serve it to the table, Zhuo Zhuo remembered everything that happened today, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed, so he couldn't help but sprinkle a small handful of chopped green onions and chopped coriander into the noodles, and stirred them up with chopsticks before serving them out.

Shen Yi sat at the dining table, staring at the bowl of tomato and egg noodles in front of him with dots of green for a long time, and raised his eyes to look at the person sitting opposite him. Seeing him look at him, Zhuo Zhuo deliberately put on a puzzled expression and asked, "What's wrong?" Then he grabbed the glass of water in front of him and took a few sips, as if he was hiding something. Shen Yi looked at him for a while, and only picked up the chopsticks after a while.

Zhuo Zhuo watched Shen Yi pick up chopsticks little by little where there were no green onions and coriander, and occasionally accidentally ate green onions, he would subconsciously cover his mouth, his expression was a little ...... It's hard to put into words.

Finally, Zhuo Zhuo couldn't help it, and stroked his forehead, "Okay, okay~" After saying that, he stretched out his hand and wanted to take the noodle bowl, but Shen Yi pressed the bowl, lowered his head and continued to pick up the noodles to eat, as if he was still ...... Gently inhaled his nose.

Seeing that he couldn't hold the bowl, Zhuo Zhuo called again: "Xiao Yi, okay Xiao Yi, give me the bowl." But Shen Yi still didn't let go, and buried his head lower. Zhuo Zhuo was a little puzzled by his reaction, and his voice couldn't help but raise a few points: "Xiao Yi, I said, don't eat it!" Finally, Shen Yi put down the chopsticks in his hand with a snap and looked up at him.

This glance suddenly hit Zhuo Zhuo's body like a nail, making him feel a sudden pain, making him... Immobile. He saw that Shen Yi's eyes were slightly red, and he saw that Shen Yi's deep pupils were a little wet, but they were firmly caught in his eyes.

"Xiaoyi, why are you ......?"

"The guest room is the one you want." Shen Yi interrupted him in a somewhat muffled voice, got up and went into the master bedroom, and didn't come out again.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Zhuo Zhuo leaned back on the chair with some frustration, staring at the bowl of noodles in a daze, feeling a little puzzled: What's wrong? It's just a bowl of noodles, but it's just a little bit of ingredients, so why ...... Thinking of the man's eyes that had just turned red, and thinking of the person's character who occasionally likes to drill the horns, Zhuo Zhuo couldn't help but feel a stagnation in his heart: Could it be that he ...... Does he feel that I don't care about him anymore?

Shen Yi doesn't eat green onions and coriander, which Zhuo Zhuo knew before the two officially dated, especially green onions, occasionally chewed, and even a little sick to their stomachs. In the past, Zhuo Zhuo would always avoid these two things when cooking by himself, and sometimes he forgot to tell him when he was dining out, and Zhuo Zhuo would also pick out the green onions or coriander first after serving. Can be ...... today

Shen Yi said to him, "I'm hungry, I haven't eaten yet", and on the way back, he bought himself his favorite drink from three years ago. On the way back, Zhuo Zhuo could also feel some anticipation on Shen Yi's body. But Zhuo Zhuo, he did make such a bowl...... Stuff. In his eyes, this is just a small prank, but in Shen Yi's opinion, I'm afraid it's not.

Does he feel that the person who once loved him, cared about him, and engraved his preferences in his heart has now changed?

Does he feel that three years have diluted his imprint in the other party's heart? He forgot what he loved and what he didn't love.

Does he feel that for Zhuo Zhuo, he is no longer a person worth caring about?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Zhuo couldn't help but scold himself: "Zhuo Zhuo, Zhuo Zhuo, you can be happy if he makes him uncomfortable, right?" Zhuo Zhuo went to the kitchen to find a plate, picked up the chopsticks and picked out the green onions and coriander little by little, and picked them very carefully and carefully.

"Hey, I didn't know I wouldn't chop it so much." Zhuo Zhuo complained while picking, and Liang Jing's sentence scolding himself echoed in his head: "Death!" And it's really - inexplicably very apt!

Zhuo Zhuo took the noodles he had picked, knocked on the door of the master bedroom, and said softly, "Xiao Yi, are you still hungry?" That one...... I've picked them all out, do you want to eat some more? - didn't respond, "Xiao Yi, I didn't mean it just now, hey no, I did it on purpose, hey it's not right, hey, I'm talking nonsense!" Zhuo Zhuo scratched his hair a little irritably, and seeing that Shen Yi had not answered, he simply unscrewed the door and went in.

I saw that the quilt on the bed was bulging, and the man was sinking in it with his eyes closed, Zhuo Zhuo put the bowl on the bedside table, gently pushed him, and called: "Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi." ”

Shen Yi didn't respond, but the sound of breathing was a little heavy, and Zhuo Zhuo probed Shen Yi's forehead --- it was hot. "Zhuo Zhuo, Zhuo Zhuo, look at your bowl of noodles." couldn't help but curse himself in his heart, and he increased the force in his hand and finally shook Shen Yi awake.

"Xiao Yi, don't sleep yet, you have a fever, do you have a thermometer and fever reducer at home? Where is it? I'll get it. Shen Yi was already a little confused, but he could still hear Zhuo Zhuo's question, and said in a dumb voice: "The second drawer on the right side of the TV cabinet." Zhuo Zhuo went to the living room when he heard this, and after a while, he came back with his things and took his temperature ---- 38.7 °C. poured a glass of water and asked Shen Yi to take the medicine and help him lie down, put on a fever-reducing patch, raised the temperature of the air conditioner, and replaced Shen Yi's quilt with a thinner one. After doing this, he brought water and towels, wiped Shen Yi's limbs from time to time to cool down, measured his body temperature every once in a while, and tossed until Shen Yi's body temperature finally dropped in the middle of the night, and Zhuo Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief.