On the way back, the two were silent all the way.
Yu Tian didn't know if He Ming had discovered his thoughts.
I don't know why, although he thought he hadn't shown his feet, but he still felt that He Ming already knew about it. After all, that person has always been smart.
... If he knows, why not tell the truth
It's okay to say it's a joke.
Yu Tian squeezed his palms tightly, feeling that he was sweating a little in the bitter cold wind.
He Ming looked at the street lights in front of him, and suddenly said, "The weather forecast says that it will snow in two days."
Yu Tian: "Oh."
He thought it was not enough, and added: "Then remember to bring an umbrella when you go out in the near future."
He Ming let out a "hmm".
Yu Tian breathed a sigh of relief - I don't know why, when He Ming spoke, he became a little nervous.
He Ming spoke at this time, his voice was so low that he could almost blend into the night: "I borrowed the car that came to pick you up that day."
Yu Tian was preoccupied with another matter, and when he suddenly heard him mention "borrowing a car", he couldn't react for a while.
He Ming said, "Auntie said that day."
It was only now that Yu Tian remembered that when the two of them were celebrating their 30th anniversary, Chen Ran once said that on a snowy day, He Ming walked to someone else to borrow a car and came to pick him up.
Yu Tian didn't know what he meant by mentioning this, and heard him say: "That day, did you want to ask me?"
If Yu Tian remembered correctly that day, He Ming was looking at his phone with his head down almost the whole time, not knowing where to get distracted, and noticed that he was hesitating to speak.
However, there is nothing wrong with mentioning it at this time, Yu Tian admitted: "I didn't expect it, I thought you..."
"Think I hate you?" He Ming suddenly stopped, and Yu Tian had to follow him to stop, seeing him shaking his head as if laughing, putting one hand in his coat pocket, then lifting his foot again, "... just the opposite. "
He Ming's legs were long and his strides were big, Yu Tian was only in a daze for a few seconds, the man had already walked a few meters away, Yu Tian didn't care about anything else, he ran after him.
"What did you say?"
He Ming's basic nature as a good student is reflected here - he always speaks only once, and he thinks that the other party will definitely understand. When giving lectures in the past, Yu Tian would beg him repeatedly to "tell it one more time", and He Ming would show the expression of "a child can't be taught".
Now that several years have passed, Mr. He still has the bad habit of "speaking only once", and this problem has become more serious - no matter what good things Yu Tian says, He Ming just refuses to repeat it again.
Yu Tian was frustrated, looked at his back and wondered, "Did he really mean that?"
The two entered the corridor, Yu Tian took out the key to open the door, habitually turned sideways to give up the position by the door, but He Ming didn't come in.
"It's getting late," he said, "please come in and give me the scarf."
Yu Tian: "..."
This polite sentence shattered countless small theaters in his mind, and even made the confession that was brewing invisible.
He dryly said hello, and went into the room to get a scarf for He Ming.
This apartment was originally small, Yu Tian didn't go out all day, and the doors and windows were closed, so the house had a stagnant smell. When Yu Tian entered the bedroom, He Ming went in and opened the living room window a little. , The cold wind poured in quietly, so that people would not feel too cold, and the air could circulate.
Yu Tian came out at this time, he probably didn't expect He Ming to come into the house, he paused, He Ming said without looking back, "Occasionally, I have to open the window to get some air."
Then, he took the scarf from the sky and left.
Yu Tian heard the "bang" sound of the door closing. It was not very loud, but it made people very uncomfortable.
He walked to the window and stretched out his hand to open the window a little wider, letting the cold wind blow, maybe his mind would clear up.
... What a frustrating day it was.
***
The next day, Comrade Yu Tian, who was blown by cold wind for half an hour, had a glorious cold.
He feebly took off the /thermometer, 37.8 degrees, fortunately, the fever is not too high. Even though there were ten thousand reluctances in his heart, this was an evil Monday. Capitalism would not stop oppressing the working people. Yu Tian struggled to get up, packed himself up and went out.
At dusk, even after taking antipyretics, Yu Tian felt unwell all over. When he left the company, he reached out to stop a car and closed his eyes after reporting the address.
Half asleep and half awake, He Ming's pet hospital flashed by in front of his eyes, and Yu Tian suddenly sat up: "Master, over there—"
The driver slowed down and was about to stop, but the passenger in the back seat stopped his voice: "Forget it, you can continue driving."
In city B during the rush hour, taking a taxi was a very unwise choice. After finally arriving home, Yu Tian felt like he was about to be vomited by the exhaust fumes.
He paid the money and stood by the street lamp for a while, finally feeling a little more comfortable.
Just as he was about to go home, the phone in his pocket vibrated continuously.
Yu Tian picked up the phone, and a female voice came from over there: "Oh my God, I am Xu Wenwen."
Yu Tian: "Oh, what's the matter?"
His feverish brain was half a beat slow, and it was only now that he realized that the last time the two left each other's phone calls.
Xu Wenwen: "I'm fine, I'll just ask you how you've been doing recently. Why, it sounds like you've caught a cold?"
Yu Tian: "A little bit, maybe I didn't sleep well last night."
Xu Wenwen said "Oh": "Pay more attention to your body, otherwise someone will be very worried."
Yu Tian thanked her for her concern, and the two chatted for a while, Xu Wenwen said there was something else to do, so she hung up the phone.
Yu Tian's feverish brain was too lazy to think too much, so he naturally didn't notice who the "someone" in Xu Wenwen's words was.
Whether He Ming likes him or not, just leave it alone, it's tiring.
Yu Tian closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep. Even Allah put his paw on his shoulder and said, "Yu Tian, turn over and sleep again." He ignored it and slept soundly.
When he woke up, he found that he didn't know when he was lying neatly under the quilt, his body was covered with sticky sweat, and even his forehead hair was wet.
However, the fever probably subsided, and my consciousness became much clearer.
Yu Tian supported the bed with one hand and sat up, took two pieces of paper from the bedside, wiped the sweat off his body indiscriminately, and when he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, he found himself in pajamas.
Although the fever caused memory loss, Yu Tian was sure that he fell headlong on the bed after entering the door, and it was absolutely impossible for him to have the energy to change into pajamas.
The door of the room was also closed, not by him.
By the way, Yu Tian remembered that before going to bed, someone told him to turn over and go back to sleep, but he probably got a fever and thought it was Allah.
... As a dog, Yu Tian believes that it has not yet evolved the ability to speak Mandarin.
Then who else
Yu Tian's heart was beating violently, he threw off the quilt and got out of bed, pulled on his slippers, and slowly opened the door.
There was no one in the living room, but a faint smell of food penetrated into the nostrils.
Ala squatted at the kitchen door all the time, even when Yu Tian went out, he couldn't arouse the slightest attention from him.
Yu Tian sniffed his cold nose and smelled the porridge with difficulty. He moved to the kitchen door, and there was a slender person standing inside, stirring the porridge in the casserole with a wooden spoon.
He Ming.
Yu Tian was not surprised.
He broke in and helped him cover the quilt and cook porridge. There would not be such a kind robber in the world.
He Ming noticed that there was someone behind him, but he didn't turn his head, and cooked the porridge by himself, as if he planned to cook a bowl of peerless porridge with the heart of a craftsman.
Yu Tian could only cough lightly: "He Ming."
Throat is a bit hoarse.
He Ming paused and turned around: "I'm awake."
Yu Tian nodded. At this moment, He Ming was obviously looking after him, but his eyes and tone were cold. Yu Tian didn't know where he had offended him.
He Ming was really angry.
What he expressed last night was just a test, and the reason why he didn't answer all kinds of questions in the sky was also one of the strategies. But he didn't expect that when he sent Yu Tian a WeChat message the next day, the person would not reply immediately, so he had to ask Xu Wenwen to find out.
Unexpectedly, after Xu Wenwen spied on the information, the first sentence she gave him was: "He seems to be sick."
He Ming ignored the work at hand and hurried out of the hospital gate.
Along the way, he called Yu Tian several times, but the other party refused to answer. Finally, when he arrived at the door of Yu Tian's house, He Ming took a look and felt that his seven orifices were about to be pissed off by this man.
Yu Tian didn't lock the door!
Going further inside, okay, the bedroom is wide open, Yu Tian is in big characters, his face is buried deeply in the bed.
He Ming pushed him: "Yu Tian, wake up, turn over and sleep again."
Yu Tian seemed to be sleeping soundly, muttering "Allah, don't make trouble" in his mouth, he fell into a deep sleep again.
The light in the room was very dark, probably because he didn't bother to draw the curtains when he went out to work that morning, He Ming took a deep breath, feeling that the fire just at the door of Yutian's house had subsided, but another one was about to rise.
He stretched out his hand cautiously, as if he was afraid of being seen by someone, and excused himself: "Then I will turn over for you."
Yu Tian didn't make a sound, He Ming pulled one of his arms first, put his own hand on it, and then used his strength to turn him over.
Yu Tian was still wearing a thick overcoat, sweating a little, his forehead hair was a little wet, slightly curled and stuck to his fair forehead, He Ming tried his best not to look at it, and silently untied Yu Tian's hair. Coat buttons.
These few buttons almost made He Ming sweat.
He Ming originally planned to tuck him into the quilt, including his sweater, so as to reduce his extravagant thoughts, but he caught a glimpse of the hard belt around his waist, and sighed again—it would definitely be uncomfortable to sleep in. So he simply changed Yu Tian's pajamas, tucked in the quilt, and gently closed the door.
…
"What are you doing here?" Yu Tian was ordered to sit on the sofa, squatting side by side with Ala, as if both of them had made a mistake. He couldn't figure out where the strong low pressure on He Ming's body came from, so he could only say a few words.
He Ming: "You didn't close the door."
Yu Tian: "..."
Yeah? How could he not remember clearly.
"Besides, I sent you WeChat and called you today, but you didn't answer any of them." He Ming said again, his voice even colder.
Yu Tian's first reaction was to check his mobile phone. When he saw the five missed calls on the screen and the WeChat message sent by He Ming this morning, he felt an urge to kneel down on the spot.
"I didn't look at my phone much today, and then you called, I probably didn't hear it, and then I fell asleep..." Yu Tian's voice became weaker and weaker.
It can be imagined that if it wasn't because he left the door careless, He Ming would have to wait at the door for several hours.
Wait, why did he think that He Ming would wait foolishly at his door? He is not his kind of person.
"Forget it," He Ming closed his eyes, "You are a patient."
Yu Tian was still nestled on the sofa, seeing He Ming brought him hot water, he thought for a moment that "it's good to be sick".
"Bah, bah, bah!" Yu Tian spurned himself in his heart, "Even if you want to enjoy He Ming's care, you can't get sick. Only when you get well can you fall in love!"
That's right, he has decided, he wants to chase He Ming.
He Ming, he is handsome, capable, and has a good personality (under the condition of adding filters in the sky), he can also take care of others, and most of the time he is very gentle.
Such a perfect person, why can't he think about it
However, after Yu Tian and He Ming sat face to face at the dining table, this idea was tragically wiped out.
Yu Tian found that as long as he was face to face with He Ming, or when his eyes met, he couldn't help but feel guilty.
After all, He Ming probably doesn't know what he thinks about him, right
Besides, when is the best time to confess
directly? Still want to prepare something
After thinking about it, Yu Tian felt that maybe he should ask a female friend about this question, such as...
Well, like Xu Wenwen.
Thinking of this incident, Yu Tian's heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, and he decided to face this realistic problem first, and try to find out He Ming's intentions first, right
"Cough, um, last time I had coffee with Xu Wenwen."
He Ming let out a casual "hmm", took his bowl, and filled him with a small half bowl of porridge: "It's a bit hot, eat slowly."
Yu Tian let out an "oh", and reached out to take the bowl. The porridge was boiled very thoroughly, and the rice grains had been scattered. The chopped green vegetables and minced meat were dotted in it, which was particularly appetizing. It took Yu Tian a long time to remember his purpose for bringing up Xu Wenwen.
"She said that she plans to return to China to develop, and then, um, not only career, but also love." Yu Tian continued.
Anyway, Xu Wenwen is his rival in love, so it's better to say it clearly now.
When He Ming heard the last two words, he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little surprised: "And then?"
"She seems to be interested in you when she was studying, haha. She told me a few days ago that when I saw you, you are still the same as before, and she likes it very, very much." Yu Tian was about to stutter.
He Ming put down the spoon.
No wonder Xu Wenwen always came to ask him if Yu Tian had anything to say to him these days. It turned out that she did it first. Xu Wenwen didn't necessarily have any bad intentions in doing this, He Ming knew that she probably wanted to help him.
However, he doesn't need it.
So, he smiled: "How is it possible, she is married."
Yu Tian's eyes widened in surprise: "Married?"