"Early."

Yan Yue had just come back from a night shift in the company, and as soon as she opened the door with the key, she caught a glimpse of Fang Xiqiao sitting on the sofa in the living room reading the newspaper, and subconsciously said hello.

Fang Xiqiao slowly moved the newspaper in front of him, then stacked the newspaper neatly on the coffee table, looked up at Yan Yue, who was a little depressed, and frowned subconsciously, and then stretched it out again, reverted to a different look of intimacy, and bowed his head slightly: "Morning." ”

"I'll bring you breakfast, let's go to school after eating." Yan Yue carried a cowhide bag in her hand, took off her tired high heels, put on cotton slippers and walked to the open kitchen on the side.

Fang Xiqiao nodded: "How much?" “

"It's still the same." It's just a bowl of carrot porridge, only five or six yuan, and at the beginning she wanted to shorten the distance between the two, she would argue that she didn't have to calculate it so clearly, but now she won't argue

Because she had long been accustomed to Fang Xiqiao's intimacy, as early as when the two of them lived in the same room, she knew that this was a stone that was difficult to be covered with heat.

However, everyone has the right to choose whether and how to socialize, and she has no right to interfere, but she is willing to cooperate, and it is convenient for others and herself.

Fang Xiqiao reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, and skillfully transferred the account to Yan Yue's WeChat, and soon, Yan Yue's mobile phone screen lit up, and she turned on the silent mode, so she didn't hear the prompt sound of the WeChat message.

She subconsciously glanced at the mobile phone on the coffee table, didn't speak again, turned around and went to the cupboard to take out a small rice bowl, and poured out the carrot porridge in a plastic lunch box.

"Alright, let's come and eat."

She brought the reprocessed breakfast to the dining table not far from the right side of the sofa, Fang Xiqiao quickly got up and walked over, gently pulled out the table and chair and sat down again, said "thank you" and then lowered her head to eat, the whole process was without saying a word, not even drinking porridge made a sound.

Although it was not the first time that Yan Yue had seen Fang Xiqiao's dining etiquette, she still couldn't help but exclaim in her heart, "The cultivation is really good."

In comparison, she looks marketable, scooping a spoonful with a plastic spoon and putting it in her mouth, she will inevitably make a slight sucking sound, but in the past three months, she has been affected by this man to become a good child with dining etiquette.

She is quite grateful for this, she used to live alone, and most of the time she was engaged in work could not let her sit down and have a meal, so she naturally did not pay too much attention to it during the meal.

Halfway through the meal, Fang Xiqiao raised his eyes to look at Yan Yue opposite, and then lowered his gaze slightly to look at the transparent plastic lunch box, with some displeasure in his eyes, and said the first sentence of his meal: "Why do you still eat in plastic lunch boxes?" ”

"Too lazy to wash." Yan Yue, who was immersed in eating to replenish energy, subconsciously told the truth, and was afraid that this man would misunderstand that he was a lazy woman, and when he just wanted to raise his head to explain, the man opposite had already buried his head again and continued to use breakfast slowly.

Yan Yue's plastic lunch box taken out, in fact, is not much particular, and throwing it away after use is completely in line with the fast life in her heart, but Fang Xiqiao is based on high-quality life, and he feels that the plastic lunch box with hot porridge will produce toxic substances in the process of heating.

Every time she refuted with the common saying "if you don't do it, you won't get sick after eating", Fang Xiqiao's brows would wrinkle deeply, and several times she almost couldn't hold back and wanted to ask whether he was a law professor or a life professor.

After finishing the meal, Fang Xiqiao packed up the dishes and spoons and went to the kitchen sink, washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen, while Yan Yue directly threw the plastic lunch box into the trash can under the dining table, and couldn't move her feet when she walked to the sofa.

After Fang Xiqiao cleaned up, as soon as he came out of the kitchen, he saw Yan Yue, who was more tired than just now, but his eyes were not on the little face without a little blood, and he slowly moved down his gaze, and saw that his gaze was stopping on the woman's most marked breasts, but there was no trace of male impulse in his eyes, but he said a little routinely: "Do you have anything uncomfortable?" ”

"Nope." Yan Yue, who had just closed her eyes, opened her eyes, glanced at Fang Xiqiao, and then turned over with difficulty on the sofa, still muttering in her mouth, "I've been taking medicine, and the doctor said that there is no problem, and it is still benign." ”

Yan Yue didn't have any resistance to Fang Xiqiao's bold behavior of staring at her chest, plus Fang Xiqiao is definitely a person who has a rational brain, watching a horror movie has to use scientific principles to explain all the weirdness in it, and this man is just asking questions every day.

It's as if she also needs to hold on to her last consciousness before she completely sleeps to death, and reminds: "Remember to open the navigation to school, I slept dead today, if you lose it, I will be able to get up tomorrow to find you." ”

Fang Xiqiao, who was slightly flustered, heard the sound of even breathing on the sofa, and dared to chuckle helplessly, he was not so sick, at least he could take care of himself for now, and his condition was good.

He walked to the entrance, changed into a pair of shiny leather shoes and put them on, put the cotton shoes back on the shoe cabinet, and when he picked up the car key to open the door and go out, he suddenly paused, looked at Yan Yue, who was sleeping on the three-person sofa, and his eyes were dyed with some worry.

He has familial Alzheimer's disease, as long as you pay attention to your diet and do intensive brain training, and combined with medication, it can be delayed, and breast cancer... It's not that he hasn't seen the diagnosis certificate that Yan Yue put on the coffee table casually after taking it back, and the doctor's advice is that if the cancer continues to spread, one breast needs to be removed.

Yes, both of them are sick, sick in the full sense of the word.

They found each other on a website looking for roommates for patients who live alone, at that time Fang Xiqiao had just come to the city, because of his illness, he had to find someone to share a house, Yan Yue was found three months ago, and after meeting and signing a sharing agreement, they lived together.

Fang Xiqiao, who was relieved, raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was already seven thirty, the law class he was going to teach today was at eight o'clock, he glanced at the person curled up on the sofa, stepped forward a few steps, reached out and took a blanket on the back of the sofa to cover the woman, and then put away all irrational thoughts, opened the door cleanly, and closed the door again.