The stalemate between Qi Fangyan and Song Sining is much more than that.

Qi Fangyan turned around and sat on the sofa, and solemnly issued an ultimatum to Song Sining: "Song Sining, I haven't taken care of anyone, and I can't take care of you well, you call the nanny now, and you can call one back." ”

Qi Fangyan had already given in, he could not leave, but it was impossible for him to stare at Song Sining twenty-four hours a day.

Song Sining didn't eat hard and soft, he said: "I don't have their phone, I can't call back." ”

Qi Fangyan nodded and said okay, leaned on the backrest and lifted Erlang's legs, spread his hands and broke the can, and said, "Then starve to death together." ”

Starve to death, starve to death.

Song Sining's hand clenched the teacup and ignored him.

Both of these people were fierce seeds, and neither of them would give in, sitting on the sofas on both sides, staring at each other, and neither of them spoke.

Only the sound of the TV echoed in the large living room.

The picture broadcast on the TV has already changed from morning news to noon news, the noon meal has passed, and the cup of flower tea in Song Sining's hand has also become cold and cannot be drunk.

Qi Fangyan doesn't care, he didn't eat breakfast or lunch, but he has rough skin and thick flesh to fight hunger, even if he is hungry for another night, he doesn't care.

But Song Sining can't do it, he has stomach problems, even if he eats on time every day, and the nanny at home carefully matches the dishes for him, he is still good day by day, like a flower that cannot be raised, he can drop two petals for you anytime and anywhere.

The two of them stayed up like this until more than five o'clock in the afternoon, and Song Sining was a little uncomfortable and couldn't sit still.

He ate breakfast early, didn't eat at noon, didn't even sleep during the lunch break, just sat on the sofa and worked with Qi Fangyan, and now his stomach was burning with stomach acid, but he only had the cup of flower tea that had already cooled down.

Song Sining's hand groped twice on the coffee table, clenched the teacup and drank two sips, the cold tea entered the stomach, Song Sining didn't ease up for a moment, and couldn't help coughing.

"Ahem, cough, ........"

Song Sining couldn't stop coughing as long as she was coughing, and she still had the pantothenic acid in her appetite, choking from her stomach to her heart.

Qi Fangyan's eyes moved from the TV to Song Sining.

Song Sining coughed badly, and just now he was sitting on the sofa with his face on his face, but now he couldn't support it at all, supporting the sofa with one hand, and his slender back couldn't stop trembling with the cough.

The blanket slid down his legs, and Song Sining wanted to pick up the blanket with no sense of security, but he couldn't see it, his legs couldn't move, and he couldn't touch it for a long time with his fingertips trembling on the ground.

"Ahem, cough, cough, ........"

Qi Fangyan didn't want to help, but he looked at Song Sining's helpless groping appearance, the more he looked at it, the more irritated he became, and his brows became more and more wrinkled, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, so he stepped forward and picked up the blanket and handed it to Song Sining.

Song Sining took the blanket, the blanket was so wrinkled that he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest, his hands couldn't touch the corners, and the mess couldn't cover his legs.

Qi Fangyan frowned, pushed Song Sining's hand away, shook off the blanket, and covered Song Sining's leg.

Qi Fangyan's movements were not gentle, and he was impatient, Song Sining did not speak, his hands hung in the air, slowly propped himself up on the sofa, and pursed his mouth.

The corner of the blanket was rolled up on Song Sining's leg, Qi Fangyan raised his hand to cover the corner, his fingers inadvertently touched Song Sining's leg, Song Sining's hand supporting the edge of the sofa tightened suddenly, and the Adam's apple trembled.

Qi Fangyan didn't care about this, he covered Song Sining with a blanket, and swept Song Sining's face when he raised his eyes.

Looking at Song Sining's face up close, it was even more ugly, as white as paper.

Qi Fangyan frowned and looked at Song Sining for a while, then stood up and sat on the coffee table opposite Song Sining, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, and quickly flipped through it twice.

"Order takeout, what to eat?" Qi Fangyan asked.

Song Sining was stunned and didn't react.

Qi Fangyan raised his voice and asked again: "What to eat?" ”

Song Sining was already hungry, and her stomach burned like a fire, which made her entire stomach bulge and swell, and she felt uncomfortable when she moved, and she had no appetite at all, let alone what she wanted to eat.

“....... Don't want to eat cough cough cough. Song Sining struggled to suppress the cough in her throat.

Qi Fangyan raised his eyelids and glanced at Song Sining, his body did not move, and he picked up the kettle on the coffee table with his backhand.

The sound of the water flowing was crisp, and it poured into Song Sining's teacup.

Song Sining said that he didn't want to eat, Qi Fangyan didn't ask again, he said yes, put down the warm pot in his hand, turned around and walked to the sofa next to him, and continued to look at his phone.

As soon as Qi Fangyan walked away, Song Sining's tense breath suddenly relaxed, and at the same time, it was accompanied by indescribable disappointment.

He is always like this, because he can't see things, he has a cold and withdrawn personality, and he doesn't like anyone's approach, even his parents, but Qi Fangyan is different.

When Qi Fangyan approached him, he would be nervous, and he would be disappointed when he walked away.

Song Sining sometimes feels that she is hypocritical and difficult to handle, and she is disgusting.

After another twenty minutes, Qi Fangyan's mobile phone rang, he picked up the phone and said a few words to the person over there, and then walked to Song Sining's side, and put the phone in Song Sining's ear without saying anything.

Song Sining's body stiffened slightly, raised his voice and asked him, "What are you doing?" ”

Qi Fangyan said: "The delivery man was stopped outside by the bodyguards and asked him to come in. ”

Song Sining's throat rolled a little, and when he spoke again, his voice returned to his previous coldness, and he said into the phone, "Let him in." ”

On the other side of the phone, he said respectfully: "Yes, young master." ”

The garden of the Song family is very large, and it took the delivery man to ride an electric car from the gate to the villa for more than ten minutes.

The door was knocked cautiously, Qi Fangyan went to open the door, and there was a thin man in his forties or fifties standing outside, running in a hot sweat, standing outside very crampedly, handing the plastic bag in his hand to Qi Fangyan's hand.

"Eighty ....... in total"

Qi Fangyan took the thing with one hand, took out the wallet from his pocket, flipped through the mezzanine, and fingered.

He flipped through it twice in disbelief, looked at the only two blue bills in his wallet, and believed it.

“........”

Qi Fangyan was silent for a few seconds and shouted, "Song Sining." ”

Song Sining turned his head slightly, waiting for Qi Fangyan to say the second half of his sentence.

Qi Fangyan was silent again for a few seconds and said, "....... Lend me a hundred. ”

Song Sining was stunned for a moment, and he didn't hear it clearly.

Qi Fangyan took a deep breath, sped up his speech and said, "Lend me a hundred and pay you back another day." ”

To say that it is embarrassing, Qi Fangyan has always been generous, and he has never experienced the taste of being penniless in his life.

This time Qi Jun really made a ruthless move, and froze all his bank cards, a few days ago he lived in Li Chang's house, he didn't have to worry about food and accommodation, and he spent a few days lavishly on a few red tickets in his wallet, and he didn't feel anything, but now he flipped through his wallet, and he didn't even have eighty yuan.

Song Sining heard it clearly this time, the corners of his mouth hooked, straightened up without hurry, and took a sip of the tea cup on the coffee table.

Hot water is added to the tea cup, and the flower tea is brewed for a long time, and the taste is astringent, but the water temperature is just right.

The hot tea entered from his mouth, ironing the cough in Song Sining's throat and the burning in his stomach all the way.

Song Sining's fingers touched the edge of the teacup, trying to note the temperature.

Qi Fangyan stood at the door and waited impatiently, lowered his voice and shouted again: "Song Sining." ”

Song Sining took a sip of tea and said slowly: "There is change in the second drawer of the entrance. ”

The change in the Song family's mouth will definitely not be ordinary change, Qi Fangyan raised his hand and opened the drawer, and pulled out one from a large stack of red banknotes.

"No need to look for it." Qi Fangyan handed the money to the delivery man.

There are very few tips for food delivery in Mingcheng, and the delivery man took the money and thanked him repeatedly.

The door closed, Qi Fangyan sat back on the sofa with the bag, and began to open the takeaway.

Song Sining listened to the sound of the bag whirring, her fingers clenched the blanket, and she resisted a little.

His stomach was swollen and painful, and the sour water was surging upwards for a while, at this time he was extremely sensitive to the smell of food, for fear that Qi Fangyan would buy some food with a strong taste, he would definitely regurgitate when he smelled it, and it was estimated that he could vomit it directly if it was serious.

However, it wasn't until the sound of the bag over there stopped that Song Sining didn't smell a bit.

Qi Fangyan walked up to him, put something on the coffee table, and said, "Yours." ”

Song Sining was stunned and realized that Qi Fangyan had also bought him something.

His heart moved slightly, and he didn't know why his resistance to food disappeared in an instant, and even the tumbling in his stomach calmed down a lot.

Song Sining propped up the sofa with both hands, leaned forward, groped his slender fingers on the coffee table twice, touched a warm thing, picked up the bowl with both hands, put it to his nose and smelled it.

It's porridge.

Song Sining's hand clenched the soup bowl, and he didn't take a bite for a long time, thinking in his heart whether he could eat this bowl of porridge with his broken stomach.

Qi Fangyan bit a steamed dumpling in his mouth, raised his eyes and glanced at him and said, "It's not poisoned." ”

Song Sining gritted his teeth and didn't speak, and his hand began to grope for the dishes and chopsticks on the coffee table.

Qi Fangyan knew that Song Sining was unable to move, so he had already put the spoon in Song Sining's hand, but even then he couldn't touch it.

Syllable.

I touched the spoon, but knocked it off.

Qi Fangyan drank porridge for a moment, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, strode forward, picked up the spoon on the ground, and handed it to Song Sining.

Song Sining held the spoon and said critically, "The spoon is dirty." ”

Qi Fangyan breathed a sigh of relief again, turned around patiently, took the spoon in his hand again, put it in the teacup and soaked it, and put the handle of the spoon into Song Sining's palm.

"Is that okay?" Qi Fangyan asked patiently.

Qi Fangyan felt that he and Song Sining must use up twelve points of patience together, and all aspects must be taken care of, otherwise Song Sining will not be able to do anything.

But after thinking about it, this situation is no wonder Song Sining, so it is even more annoying.

Song Sining was as noble as ever, he lowered his head and scooped a spoonful of porridge and sighed.

At first glance, this takeaway was ordered by Qi Fangyan and Song Sining.

The food was light and easy to digest, and Song Sining drank the bowl of porridge with a little sesame oil poured on it, and boiled it until it was soft and glutinous.

Although Song Sining felt uncomfortable in his stomach, because Qi Fangyan gave him it, he still drank two more sips.

Qi Fangyan had already finished dinner and put away all the dishes and chopsticks on the coffee table in the kitchen.

At this time, Qi Fangyan's mobile phone rang, he threw the garbage in his hand into the trash can and connected the phone.

Liu Di's voice came out of the phone: "Senior brother, do you remember what you promised me?" ”

"Well, what time is it?"

"Tonight at the Mingshan Bar, starting at eight o'clock."

"Okay, I'll be late."

"What time is late? Don't come at eleven or twelve, everyone is waiting for you. ”

Qi Fangyan has no intention of falling in love at all now, he only feels tired when he hears these words, he rubs his eyebrows and says, "I have something to do, don't wait for me, you play first." ”

"Senior brother, we are still waiting for you to push the cake for Mo Lanlan, don't drop the chain at a critical time......."

Liu Di on the phone was still saying something to Qi Fangyan, and Qi Fangyan hung up the phone with a perfunctory sentence.

By the time Qi Fangyan finished packing up his things and walked out of the kitchen, it was already half past seven in the evening.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, it was getting dark.

Song Sining sat alone on the sofa, and the warm yellow light of a table lamp next to him hit him, and the surrounding color gradually darkened and spread to darkness like a sand painting.

In this environment, the little vitality on Song Sining's body seemed to have disappeared, and his back was thin and lonely, as if he would be swallowed up by black at any time.

There was still one of Song Sining's bowls that had not been cleaned up, Qi Fangyan stepped forward and picked up the porridge bowl on the coffee table, leaving most of the bowl uneaten, and then Song Sining suddenly said: "Qi Fangyan." ”

Qi Fangyan looked at him: "What are you doing?" ”

Song Sining said: "The Song family is curfew at nine o'clock in the evening. ”

Qi Fangyan laughed and asked Song Sining: "I want to leave, can you stop it?" ”

Song Sining's hands clenched the edge of the sofa, his teeth biting his lower lip, and he didn't speak.

Until Qi Fangyan's footsteps faded away, Song Sining's face was cold, and he raised his hand to pick up the cup of flower tea that had already been cold, tilted his neck, and drank it all.

Qi Fangyan finished packing up his things, went back to the bedroom and changed into clothes to go out, and when he went downstairs again, Song Sining was already leaning on the sofa, his head hanging down, as if he was asleep.

The blanket slid down Song Sining's legs to the ground, Qi Fangyan stood in place and stopped for a few seconds, but still walked in front of Song Sining with light steps, bent down to pick up the blanket.

Song Sining was half-leaning on the sofa, her head hanging very low, her forehead drooping down to cover most of her face, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

Qi Fangyan didn't have time to look at Song Sining's face, he shook off the blanket and covered Song Sining's body.

At this time, Song Sining's hand suddenly moved, and he grabbed Qi Fangyan's wrist, as if he had used all his strength, his fingertips were cold, and his fingers were trembling.

"Qi Fangyan......." Song Sining shouted in a weak voice.

Qi Fangyan frowned and looked at him, stunned.

Song Sining raised his head, his delicate little face was white and almost transparent, his hair was wet and sticking to his forehead with sweat on his forehead, and his lips were pale, as if he was suffering from a serious illness.

Even Qi Fangyan saw Song Sining's sick appearance, and now his heart trembled.

"What's wrong?" Qi Fangyan asked with a frown.

Song Sining trembled and let go of the hand holding Qi Fangyan, pinched his waist with both hands, bent down, and said in a difficult voice: "Stomach, uncomfortable ........."