Yan Suizhi was stunned for a moment.
Because he had been outside the house before, his hands were cold, but Gu Yan's fingers were hot.
Yan Suizhi let him grab it for a while, and when he had eased the energy he had just woken up, he asked aloud, "What's wrong?"
Gu Yan rubbed his temple with the other hand, and after a while he asked in a hoarse voice, "Where to..."
Yan Suizhi looked down at him, and was scratched by something annoying again. He couldn't tell whether it was a little itchy or a little prickly, "Go to the kitchen and bring you the medicine."
"…I mean, where are you going with the scarf?"
Yan Suizhi remembered that he still had a scarf in his hand, and suddenly laughed, "Go to the attic to find a hanger to hang it up."
Gu Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he might have made a mistake. He kneaded his eyebrows, and the room was extremely quiet for a while. He didn't let go, and the other party didn't pull his hand back.
This is so rare in Yan Suizhi that it gives the illusion that he is acquiescing and condoning.
I just don't know if this is considered a kind of preferential treatment for patients.
But in the end, Yan Suizhi shook his fingers and reminded him jokingly, "Classmate Gu, the porridge downstairs is going to be mushy."
Gu Yan: "... I'm sorry."
He let go of his hand, the slightly hot body temperature was removed from Yan Suizhi's fingertips, and the coolness was wrapped up again.
Until he went downstairs and opened the medicine box, Yan Suizhi felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
He just poured two pills into the palm of his hand when he heard rustling footsteps coming from the stairs.
"Why did you come down? Take the medicine and then sleep for a while." Yan Suizhi said.
"No." Gu Yan came over, his slightly hot fingertips touched his palm, took two pills, and took a little warm water with a glass. He raised his head and swallowed the medicine, then took a few sips of hot water, his Adam's apple slipped.
Yan Suizhi looked at him for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, and asked in a chatty manner, "Are you catching the shuttle for the morning shift?"
Gu Yan paused when he was drinking water, then squeezed the cup and said "um", "I received a detection notice from Decama and Helan Star in the middle, and the voyage was delayed for a while, and I am not sure when I will arrive."
"Just like this?" Yan Suizhi said, "Is there any problem with the test?"
"...Fortunately." Gu Yan only picked the result and said, "Otherwise I would be in the Ivy Hospital now."
Yan Suizhi was standing beside the sandstone pot, with one hand in his trousers pocket, and the other hand, gently stirring the thickening rice porridge clockwise with a porcelain spoon. Wen Yan did not expose anything, but said: "What will happen next time, whether it is good news or bad news, especially bad news, don't hide it... If something happens to you, I hope I can know as soon as possible. ."
After a while, Gu Yan replied vaguely, "Well."
"Well what." Yan Suizhi turned his head, "To be honest, you're not very reputable in this regard. Are you awake now? Go and use Guangnao to write a guarantee agreement, so that you won't be so perfunctory."
After he finished speaking, he smiled and continued to cook his porridge carefully.
Gu Yan looked at his back and didn't speak, his dark eyes moved. He seemed to want to blurt out something, but the words turned into another question, "You said earlier... have you found a new apartment?"
"right."
"Where?"
"The area around White Horse Street is also a short walk to the Southern Cross Law Firm."
"How is the arrangement?"
"It's not bad, the landlord is an artist, and the house is covered with his own paintings, which are very clean." Yan Suizhi said.
Maybe the previous injection finally took effect slowly, maybe hot water really makes people feel more comfortable. Gu Yan was slightly more energetic than when he first got up, but after hearing this, he was silent for a long time.
He took another cup of hot water, leaned on the glazed table, watched Yan Suizhi's thin white fingers stirring the porcelain spoon, and asked in a deep voice, "When are you going?"
Yan Suizhi smiled, turned her head and asked angrily, "Are you in such a hurry to drive me out?"
"no."
"Don't you ask me twice in ten minutes?"
Gu Yan lowered his eyes and didn't speak for a while.
Yan Suizhi thought he was speechless by this sentence, and when he was bored back, he suddenly opened his mouth—
"If I don't ask, will you leave?"
The slightly hoarse voice was low and deep, obviously very calm, but inexplicably touched. It's like filling you a can of strong wine, arrogantly sealing it tightly, but inadvertently revealing a gap.
Yan Suizhi has lived for forty-three years, and he has seen too many impulsive, rich and exaggerated expressions. He went around in circles and politely avoided it for so many years, but in the end, it was Gu Yan's trick that he ate the most.
His hand stirring the porridge stopped for a while and raised his eyes.
Gu Yan's eyes kept falling on him, lighter than anything... and heavier than anything.
Behind him, across the soft carpet in the living room, a few meters away is the transparent glass wall. Outside the wall, eight newly planted pine trees swayed in the night breeze. Some pine worms adapted to the new environment and sporadic It came out, flying up and down around the fragrant lamp pine needles, like sparks scattered in the dark night.
Yan Suizhi glanced over there, seemed to sigh, and said softly, "Gu Yan."
"Um."
"The lamp pine you got from Tojo was delivered today."
"I see."
Yan Suizhi looked back at him, "I heard Fitz say that you don't really like Dengsong that much."
Gu Yan paused for a while, then said lightly, "...I don't particularly like it."
"Then... When I move out, will no one see these lamp pine trees?" Yan Suizhi asked, smiled, and said casually, "I signed a trial agreement with the landlord, and originally planned to wait. You come back and say hello and go over there. Later, I plan to wait until your fever subsides, and then leave tomorrow. Now that these light pine have been shipped, I have to change my mind again. So, if you don't ask, I may really not leave. ."
Yan Suizhi said, put down the porcelain spoon in his hand, took a soft towel to cushion his hand, and put the lid of the sandstone pot on.
The slightly boiling sound of rice porridge was muffled into the lid, the night wind outside the window was faintly audible, the fluorescent lights fluttered around the lamp pine, and the warm yellow floor lamps were spread on the large soft carpet.
Warm and cozy inside.
Gu Yan just leaned on the glazed table beside him, holding the glass, watching him do things in an orderly manner, and then said solemnly, "I don't know if it's because of the fever and the lack of clarity of mind, but you caused me to have a problem. A little misunderstanding."
"What misunderstanding?" Yan Suizhi didn't lift his head, he was still busy.
"… mistakenly thought I could say something absurd, or do something abrupt."
Yan Suizhi stopped his hand, finally turned to look at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Like?"
Gu Yan looked down at him, and suddenly touched his chin with the knuckle of his index finger, "Like this."
Because of this action, the shirt was bent with two folds on the side of the waist. He lowered his head slightly and kissed the corner of Yan Suizhi's mouth.