Tong Huaiqing was woken up by thirst.

Headache, sore throat, slightly lifting fingers, feeling a wave of numbness.

He was covered with a small dark blue blanket, his hands were on a white futon, he was infusing liquid, and under a transparent tube was a glass bottle, presumably filled with hot water, and next to it was a very old rabbit doll.

Tong Huaiqing's eyes were pantothenic, he sniffled, and sure enough, a very hoarse voice came.

"Awake?"

The next sentence is: "Are you hungry, or are you thirsty?" ”

Chi Ye was sitting on the stool next to him, he hadn't shaved for a day, his chin was bruised, he might have just come back from smoking outside, his body was cold, the incandescent lamp above his head was not turned on, and a night light was hung on the cabinet opposite, the light was dim, Tong Huaiqing couldn't tell what time it was.

I just feel like I'm ...... Talking nonsense to people.

When you are uncomfortable and vulnerable, your mind is prone to burst.

He scooped up the gray rabbit and hugged it in his arms: "A little thirsty." ”

Ikeno got up and poured him water, handed over the porcelain cup, warmed, and his throat was ironed when he drank it.

"Where is this?"

"Dr. Wang's clinic," Ikeno let out a long breath, one hand in his pocket, "do you know how long you've been asleep?" ”

Tong Huaiqing didn't say a word, and his eyes showed from the rim of the cup.

Chi Ye looked at him silently and stretched out two fingers: "Twenty-three hours!" ”

I didn't even bring it in the middle, Teka.

He was afraid that people wouldn't sleep well, so when he took people to see a doctor, he deliberately brought the broken rabbit with him.

This room is in the innermost room of the clinic, specially carved out, very quiet, no matter how noisy it is outside, it only feels like white noise, and it can sleep peacefully.

Tong Huaiqing was a little weak-hearted: "I ......"

"It's more than thirty-nine degrees," Ikeno added water to his cup, "You have to practice with your bones, huh?" ”

Such a man, who is weak, what can he do if he marries a daughter-in-law in the future?

Tong Huaiqing didn't look up embarrassed, but said, "Don't pour it, I can't drink it." ”

Chi Ye sneered and tore open a medicine packet: "Then you have to take the medicine too." ”

Dr. Xiao Wang sent his daughter to kindergarten, and when he left, he pulled down half of the roller shutter door, and explained that if he woke up, don't forget to take medicine, then Chi Ye just finished napping on his stomach, stretched his waist, and nodded and said.

The pale yellow particles melted, Chi Ye skillfully stirred with a small spoon, felt that the temperature was just right, and handed it over, Tong Huaiqing didn't act like a demon again, he took it honestly, and frowned as soon as he took a sip: "Bitter!" ”

Chi Ye was very calm, where is the medicine not bitter: "I'll add some sugar to you?" ”

"That tastes even more disgusting," Tong Huaiqing paused, closed his eyes and smelled, "This one is still pantothenic, it's too unpleasant." ”

As for it, Chi Ye wanted to laugh a little, Chi Yinuo was bitter when he drank Chinese medicine when he was a child, so he had to lick the gum first, pinch his nose and then drink it violently, this thing can't be paused in the middle, the longer he pulls it, the more nausea he makes.

Sure enough, Tong Huaiqing had already covered his mouth: "I can't drink it." ”

Chi Ye sat down next to him, the one-meter-two single hospital bed seemed a little crowded, he didn't answer, he took a sip of Tong Huaiqing's hand, and raised his head calmly: "It's okay, don't think about it, just pour it in one go." ”

Tong Huaiqing was still covering his mouth.

It can't be compared, this person has a taste problem.

"Didn't you say yesterday that you were very able to endure hardships," Ikeno stretched his voice and parroted, "Don't you always think I'm squeamish......"

The voice fell, Tong Huaiqing raised his neck expressionlessly, and finished the administration.

The mouth is flat.

"Gross-"

Ikeno laughed and unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and handed it to the palm of the person's hand: "Come, rinse your mouth." ”

The cool water didn't wash away the smell of medicine in his mouth, Tong Huaiqing's peachy little face was wrinkled, Chi Ye touched it in his pocket for a long time, and he didn't take out a candy, so he stood up: "Wait." ”

Tong Huaiqing was rarely embarrassed: "If you don't forget it, you have to go out and buy ......"

In less than half a minute, the man pushed the door in again, holding a plate of watermelon cream in his hand, and had already picked off the aluminum foil: "Come on, this is sweet." ”

Tong Huaiqing was silent for a moment and then put it in his mouth.

At the very least, it can suppress the disgusting smell of pantothenic acid.

A piece slowly melted in his mouth, the taste was strange, and his throat was much more comfortable, Ikeno watched him drink another half glass of water before he stretched out his finger and nodded at the bedside table.

The room was still dark, Tong Huaiqing reached out and touched it, it was a brown sugar plum.

Ikeno was shameless today and stole candy from the drawer of Dr. Wang.

Tong Huaiqing used his hand to pull the plastic serration on the edge: "When did you take it?" ”

"Just now," Ikeno sat back on the stool, holding his arms together, "with the watermelon frost." ”

wilted, and it was not pulled out until the end.

Left hand infusion, put it in the mouth and tore open the bag, the rich sour and sweet immediately diffused the mouth, Tong Huaiqing pinched the bag in his hand, hung his eyelashes, rubbed it for a while, and made a very subtle sound.

Suddenly I didn't know how to speak.

The thick denim clothes I wore yesterday are gone, and today there is a small cotton blanket on the hospital bed, the light is like honey water, and the window sill is placed with long strips of spider plants.

Only the opposite Ikeno is out of place.

The line of the chin was neat and blue, adding a deep shadow to the face, the eyebrows were thick, the eyes were fierce, and in the room, he was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt, and when he held his arms, the outline of his chest appeared, and it was as strong as a wall that could not be crossed.

Brown sugar plum bulged into a small bulge on her cheek.

With a "boom", the pale blue shutter door was opened, and Dr. Wang entered the front hall in the dust, as if there were already patients waiting outside, followed by continuous coughing.

The infusion potion was almost finished, and when I looked up, there was only a bottom left in the glass bottle.

Chi Ye was still in this position, and suddenly said, "Are you sleeping comfortably?" ”

Tong Huaiqing was inexplicably weak-hearted: "It's okay." ”

It was almost a day and a night.

I don't have a headache.

Refreshed.

"Seeing my two big dark circles," Ikeno raised his eyebrows, "I didn't sleep well, and Yang Yang also came over in the middle, but I didn't wake you up." ”

Tong Huaiqing blinked.

Didn't see it.

The face is dark and not noticeable.

"Also, I went to the Internet café and searched for your name," Ikeno continued, "It's really a piano player, and I also watched two videos, not to mention, it's good." ”

The medicine in the glass bottle was gone, and a line of water went down the tube, quickly disappearing into the drip pot.

"I don't know anything else," Ikeno said calmly, "It's a pity that you said yesterday that you can't play the piano." ”

Tong Huaiqing pursed his lips.

"Then what are you doing?" The stool that Chi Ye was sitting on was a little low, and when he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Tong Huaiqing from the bottom up, obviously in a low position, but the whole person was still like a leopard with momentum, energetic and full of danger.

I didn't sleep well, I smoked a lot, and my voice was hoarse.

Only the tone, gentle.

"Poor little one."

Tong Huaiqing bit the brown sugar and talked about the plum, and the indescribable sour taste stimulated him so much that the tail of his eyes jumped and hurt.

He was pitied.

Maybe he was too strong, maybe the people around him were too cautious, when the moon held in the palm of his hand fell, he sat in the mire in embarrassment, dare to comfort, can he sympathize, maybe with the change of time, it will be with embarrassing persuasion, and hidden irritability to mourn his misfortune.

"Are you pitying me," Tong Huaiqing hurriedly shifted his gaze, but his mouth was full of bluntness, "I don't need you to bother, I'm very good." ”

Ikeno nodded: "That's done." ”

Tong Huaiqing let out a soft "ah".

There are still words to finish, I want to say I'm sorry I didn't mean to speak so coldly, I want to say that I don't know what I'm going to do, thousands of thoughts are converging in his eyes, and his heart is sour.

Ikeno didn't seem to realize it at all.

After three seconds, pull directly through his palm, hold down the needle to tear the tape, and expertly pull it out, piercing the water-seeping needle back into the mouth of the medicine bottle.

The action is done in one go.

Then he raised his eyebrows proudly: "Look, the medicine is not wasted at all!" ”

The feelings were just Tong Huaiqing's words did not go to people's hearts.

I'm staring at the IV tube.

The outpatient clinic in front of it gradually had people, the noise came, this room was not yet bright, when Tong was sick, Chi Ye treated him as a little hamster, and specially asked for the innermost one, the blackout curtain was heavy, quiet, and he could sleep in one breath until his bones were sore.

But it's going to have to go, too.

The blinds opened, Tong Huaiqing let go of the hand that pressed the tape, slowly got dressed and got out of bed, didn't take two steps, his legs were soft, and his eyes were stabbed.

It's still wilting.

The back of my hand hurts, and I am hungry.

A good night's sleep doesn't work, it's listless.

It's a little itchy to Chi Ye, he's used to repairing cars and things, cans and bottles can be turned into treasure in his hands, a few clicks, cut out a beautiful little airplane and a small sailboat or something, see the flowers on the side of the road are not watered and uncomfortable, friends said that he is good at pondering, so he came out at a young age, in addition to brute force, he can also toss, before the small factory others are not optimistic, he immediately decided to take it, and sure enough, it immediately became popular, no need to stare at, you can eat dividends every month.

So he couldn't help it.

Tong Huaiqing keenly felt the fierce gaze next to him.

It's too open, staring straight at him.

"What are you doing?"

Ikeno licked his lips and continued to stare.

The slender neck and small waist, as well as the small body that gets sick at every turn.

What to do.

I really want to feed him.

Give him a full belly, and he doesn't believe that he won't grow meat.

Tong Huaiqing was stared at a little hairy, and the guilt of saying the wrong thing just now was gone, and he even wanted to do it a little.

"What," Ikeno squinted, already seeing, "you want to jump up and hit me again?" ”

Tong Huaiqing paused: "No." ”

He has this problem, and he is prone to blowing up his hair.

"I sometimes do things, but my mind is not still."

That's not it, Chi Ye pushed open the door and led people to the outside of the clinic, feeling that Tong Huaiqing really couldn't hold his breath, like that, poking and jumping.

But I didn't dare to say it directly.

The four seasons of autumn are fragrant and sunny.

Tong Huaiqing glared at him: "What are you laughing at?" ”

"It's nothing," Ikeno said with a happy smile as he stepped out of the threshold, "Say you're like a little frog." ”