.
"I don't know, I started to feel dizzy at night. Do you have antipyretics at home?"
"You have a high fever, go to the hospital."
"It's so late..." Xie Wenxing originally wanted to say that it would be good to take some medicine and sleep, but suddenly his heart lit up: "You send me?"
When he arrived at the hospital, Guan He called him to the emergency room. There were not many people in the emergency room tonight, and there was only one girl in front of Xie Wenxing. It was Xie Wenxing's turn to enter the consultation room, and the doctor gave him a simple examination.
The medicine list came out, Xie Wenxing wanted to reach out to take it, but Guan He had already taken it from the doctor's hand.
Seeing this, the doctor said: "It's all burned like this, and you still want to take the medicine by yourself?"
Xie Wenxing smiled embarrassedly.
After taking the medicine that night, Xie Wenxing fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up the next day, Aunt Song, who was in charge of three meals, had finished her vacation. After dinner, Xie Wenxing went upstairs. Not long after, there was movement at the gate.
Aunt Song looked cheerfully at the man who walked out of the elevator: "Mr. is back."
Guan He responded, and he looked around: "Thank you?"
"Mr. Xie went up after dinner."
"How is his fever?"
"Not sure, but it doesn't look like a big deal, and he said he feels better."
After going upstairs, Guan He knocked on the door of Xie Wenxing's room. The person inside said that the door was unlocked, so Guan He pushed the door and entered.
Xie Wenxing was starting up the computer, maybe because of illness, his face looked paler than usual. He squatted on the ground and fiddled with something, Guan He asked, "Do you want to broadcast live?"
"Yeah." Xie Wenxing looked up: "What's wrong?"
"Is the fever gone?"
"Are you caring about me?" Guan He didn't say a word, it should be his acquiescence. Xie Wenxing smiled, he was just about to say that he had taken the measurement just now, and his fever had subsided. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and Xie Wenxing temporarily changed his words: "It's almost gone, low-grade fever doesn't have any effect."
"How long will it play?"
"Four hours," he half-truthed and lied: "Some anchors start the live broadcast on the day after the operation, and I'm good in comparison. And it's not the first time I've done this. I used to be more... I used to be It just stopped broadcasting for five days, and it would be unreasonable to stop broadcasting again."
Xie Wenxing observed Guan He's expression while talking, and was delighted to see Guan He frowning slightly.
Selling miserably is so useful
"Actually, my head still hurts." Xie Wenxing tried to trick the other party: "Why don't you give me a hug, and your head won't hurt after a hug."
"Hug you?" Guan He repeated.
Give it a hug...isn't it too close
Xie Wenxing suddenly realized that he was too eager, he shouldn't have made such a direct request, Guan He is so smart, he will definitely find that he wants to use his sympathy. Xie Wenxing felt a little guilty, would Guan He see anything
Just when his heart was fluttering, Guan He bent down and stretched out his hand, Xie Wenxing was startled, and was immediately pulled into his arms gently. He had probably smoked a cigarette not long ago, and Guan He had a smell of tobacco that hadn't dissipated.
Xie Wenxing rolled his eyes and was about to speak when something tapped his forehead quickly.
Xie Wenxing's smile froze on his lips.
The corner of the man's lips slightly raised, his eyes looked like a large animal staring at its prey, and even the voice that pressed him was slow.
"Thirty-seven degrees, is it a low-grade fever?"
Click—
It was probably the sound of his neck being bitten off by Guan He.
Xie Wenxing laughed: "I didn't expect my fever to subside so quickly, it was still thirty-seven degrees five just now."
"Is that so?" Guan He casually put the electronic thermometer in his palm aside, Xie Wenxing looked at the ostentatious numbers on it and wished he could die with it. Guan He's voice was flat: "Since your fever is gone, you can broadcast it if you want."
*
Of course Xie Wenxing didn't dare to broadcast it.
After Guan He left, he stared at his live broadcast room in a daze. Countless viewers below swiped their screens to ask whether the broadcast will start or not, and the normal live broadcast time has passed, and whether the anchor is releasing pigeons again tonight.
Seeing his sisters groaning in disappointment in the live broadcast room, Xie Wenxing regretted it. It’s fine for him to talk coquettishly, but Guan He routinely used this kind of thing. Thinking about it, he really didn’t turn the corner.
What is the color of the mind to faint ah...
Xie Wenxing quit the live broadcast interface with a wry smile. He found a movie to distract himself. At the end of the two-hour movie, Xie Wenxing received fsh's WeChat.
fsh: [The fans asked me to ask, is my brother cured? Not live tonight? ]
Xie Wenxing: [Okay, it won’t be broadcast, why did you ask? ]
fsh: [There are bullet screens brushing on my side, they all know that my brother and I have a good relationship]
fsh: [Why not broadcast? ]
fsh: [Did you feel dizzy and don't want to play games? You can play something else, they just want to confirm your situation]
fsh: [Last time I said, my brother sings very well 00]
Xie Wenxing looked at these lines of information, and suddenly thought of a way.
If Guan He didn't pay attention to his live broadcast room, he would go up and sing a song to apologize and take it as comfort to the fans. If Guan He paid attention, he would be able to see the other party as soon as he broadcasted...
That's even better.
Xie Wenxing replied by typing: [You are such a genius].
*
Guan He was on the phone with Li Yan when the phone rang.
He said "Huh?" Li Yan on the other end of the phone stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Xie Wenxing started the live broadcast."
"Then I hang up?"
"I use AD to watch." Guan He opened the tablet next to him: "What else do you want to ask?"
"No, no, you have helped me analyze this deal. Listening to what you say is better than reading ten years." Li Yan joked, and when he relaxed, he became curious: "Thank you for broadcasting the game?"
"It doesn't seem to be." Guan He's voice was rarely uncertain: "He turned on the camera."
"Fuck, showing his face? Hasn't he been hiding his face? Wait, wait, I'll turn on the computer to watch."
Guan He looked at the live broadcast room, Xie Wenxing was still adjusting the position of the camera, and the barrage was already crazy:
[old! ! ! ! male! ! ! ! ]
[you! ! ! ! Actually! ! ! ! Show your face! ! ! ! ]
Xie Wenxing: "Good evening, I'll talk to you after I adjust this."
[my God! asphyxia! The combination of touching God’s face and voice really kills me! ]
[As soon as I saw this face, I was dazzled by love]
[Crit damage 10,000 points, so handsome that I can't breathe. Eight hundred times more handsome than the last annual meeting]
[The blue whale is for you, the shark is for you, the dolphin is for you, and the heart is all for you! ]
[Old Mo this wave of coquettish work is very good, once he shows his face, everyone forgets that he has been dove for three hours]
Xie Wenxing at the other end of the lens has already adjusted the camera. He is wearing a white shirt, with white and slender arms stretched out. Xie Wenxing hooked an earphone from the side.
"It's not convenient to play games today, let's sing a song for you." Xie Wenxing said, "I'm sorry."
[Are you still showing your face tomorrow? ]
[Please! Let's keep the cameras on from now on, shall we? ]
"Let's talk about it tomorrow, I'm not used to the camera."
He glanced at the barrage, and countless people asked him if he was shy.
"Shy? It doesn't exist," Xie Wenxing began to browse his music library: "Dad is so handsome, I get scared after watching the camera for a long time."
Li Yan on the other end of the phone smiled: "He really speaks exactly the same as before."
Guan He absently agreed. He looked at the person on the screen, who was asking the audience what they wanted to hear. Probably because too many people answered, Xie Wenxing finally made his own decision: "Is "Sunny Sky" okay?... Yes? That's it."
He found the accompaniment from the music library, and the piano chords of the intro flowed out.
Xie Wenxing began to sing:
"The yellow flower of the story has been floating since the year of birth
Swinging on the swing in childhood, with the memory has been swaying until now
rss si d si
s si si si si s... ”
…
[Fall in love as soon as you open your mouth, touch me and I like you]
[As soon as Fuhuang opened his mouth, he sent the blue whale, it's in place]
[fsh hangs up to listen to God's singing, it's moving]
"The day I skipped class for you
the day the flowers fall
Why can't I see the room in the classroom
The rainy day that disappeared, I really want to get wet again
Unexpectedly, I still keep the lost courage
I really want to ask again, will you wait or leave
On a windy day, I tried to hold your hand
But unfortunately, the rain gradually, so heavy that I can't see you
How long will it take for me to be by your side
Wait until the sun clears, maybe I'll be better
Once upon a time, there was someone who loved you for a long time
But unfortunately, the wind gradually blows the distance far... "
During the process of listening to Xie Wenxing's singing, Li Yan and Guan He did not communicate with each other. When he finished singing and started to broadcast, Li Yan suddenly said: "Once upon a time, there was someone who loved you for a long time. How about Ah He, is your heart moving?"
Guan He ignored him.
Li Yan seemed to have discovered some new land, and was extremely excited: "Xie's singing sounds better than before, what do you think?"
At this moment, Xie Wenxing on the screen suddenly looked at the camera and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made you angry."
A large barrage asked him who he had offended, and soon someone spoke up for him: [I'm not angry, man, you have sung for me in public, I can't help but forgive you for staying so late]
[Ignore those trolls, right? Love to watch but not to roll, not to take the blue whale and kill the anchor]
"Then I'll download it." Xie Wenxing took off the earphones, and from the angle of the camera, he could see his neck line at a glance, and he could still vaguely see his collarbone. Xie Wenxing hesitated for a moment: "Good night."
The live broadcast room turned into a black screen, and before Guan He could reply, Li Yan asked, "You won't watch hard, will you?"
"Thinking about something."
Guan He's voice came from the other end of the phone. It's very low, and it's kind of hoarse that a man knows what's going on.
Li Yan's straight boy reflex made him almost throw away his phone: "Oh my god, your voice is amazing, don't be mad at me! What are you thinking?"
"I think..." Guan He looked at the blacked-out screen, his expression uncertain: "Why is it so indecent?"
The electronic thermometer tapped Xie Wenxing's forehead. Looking at the number on it, Guan He said, "Thirty-eight degrees five, how long have you had a fever?"