Maybe it was because the days before were too arbitrary, or maybe it was the flu virus flying through the street and hitting Ye Ji'an's forehead. It was to give suggestions to subordinates to change the proposal. His voice has not been idle. After a fifteen-minute lunch break, when he turned off the alarm clock, he suddenly found that his throat was swollen and sore. Once he spoke, his voice was so hoarse that he did not recognize it.
After drinking four or five cups of fat sea licorice tea in the afternoon, the situation still did not improve. At the same time, the headache was getting worse. Ye Ji'an opened his eyes and stared at the computer screen, reminding himself to concentrate on his work, but his brain was like a grinding wheel that no one pulled. Up, the efficiency is more than half lower than usual. Fortunately, during dinner, Liang Xiao saw his strangeness and resolutely called a car home, so Ye Ji'an didn't suffer another guilt on the crowded and stuffy subway.
When I got home, I checked my temperature, and it was still 39 degrees.
Liang Xiao stared at the mercury column with the light, as if he had a grudge against others.
"I'm so sleepy." Ye Ji'an said, but in no hurry to get out of bed desperately, he squatted in the storage room and rummaged through the boxes. He really didn't want to go to the hospital at night to hang up the hanging bottle. He struggled to find the anti-inflammatory medicine and cold granules. As soon as he entered the living room, he saw that the warm water had been poured, the glass was placed on the coffee table, and Liang Xiaolian's coat Before he could take it off, he sat silently on the side, typing something quickly on his phone.
"Don't go to work tomorrow, I'll call Mother Hu to take care of you." Liang Xiao said.
Ye Ji'an swallowed a few tablets of aspirin with the cold granules. Although he was so bitter that he felt nauseated, he closed his eyes and drank the remaining half cup, "No, I'm more comfortable by myself, and I don't need to pay attention. The image is right." He was afraid of contagion and didn't dare to get too close, so he didn't habitually lean on Liang Xiao, and bowed his head to edit the leave email.
He is ready to invite one day.
"Then what do you eat? Do you still do it yourself?" Liang Xiao frowned, "There is an account to be settled tomorrow, and I will definitely have to work overtime."
"Yeah, there will be a lot of things to do tomorrow. I'm not going to have you to work hard," Ye Ji'an rubbed her sore eyes and cheered up, "I don't have an appetite right now, and I still want to vomit the porridge I drink at night. , just get a day's sleep."
Liang Xiao was noncommittal.
Ye Ji'an said again: "Bring me some medicines. The ones at home will be finished soon. Cold granules and anti-inflammatory medicines are enough. It's too troublesome to go to the hospital. You can go to our company. There is a pharmacy at the subway entrance across the road."
Liang Xiao nodded.
"Maybe it will be better tomorrow morning, so there is no need to ask for leave." Ye Ji'an said, his heart moved, and he felt that it was not impossible.
"No." Liang Xiao stared at his bloodless lips, "Unless the body temperature returns to normal tomorrow, my throat won't hurt anymore."
"Oh." Ye Ji'an blinked to express surrender. Seeing that he flipped over his phone again, he didn't intend to go to bed for the time being, so he stood up slowly, went into the bathroom, took off his contact lenses, and immersed himself in the wash. The high fever made the whole body froze and panicked. It was especially cold when he took off his shirt in front of the bed. He put on a thick sweater, moved out of the bedroom, leaned against the corridor and asked, "Aren't you going to sleep?"
Liang Xiao looked up from the screen of his mobile phone, "Right now," he looked at Ye Ji'an's legs, "cover the quilt, senior."
Ye Ji'an did it honestly. Regarding how to deal with a sudden severe cold, he felt that he was better at it than Liang Xiao. Isn't the most important thing to reduce inflammation and cover sweat? The winter duvet has not been replaced, he curled up and nestled inside, but the warmth just floated on the surface of the skin, and it was difficult to dispel the shivering in his body.
Immediately afterwards, he heard a sound outside the door, it seemed that Liang Xiao was busy with something, the bedroom door was pushed open again, the light was not on, only the sound of the machine starting to work, Ye Ji'an vaguely responded, it was the humidifier and the air conditioner, Just as he was about to sit up and take a look, a heavy layer was placed on the quilt again, and it was warm and hot. Ye Ji'an reached out and touched it, it was an electric blanket.
"Is it warmer?" Liang Xiao stood by the bed, a dark shadow behind the dark light coming in from the corridor.
"It's good," Ye Ji'an was a little surprised and moved. He didn't expect Liang Xiao to toss with such things, dusting the electric blanket that had accumulated dust in the cabinet, just to turn the room into a heater. "There's still heating, that's enough."
"Are you sweating?" Liang Xiao asked again.
"Not yet." Ye Ji'an's voice lowered. He was already such an adult, and he felt ashamed that he didn't take good care of himself and suddenly fell ill. However, he was not ashamed, but he suddenly remembered that he had been living in the school since the first day of junior high, so even when he was a child, he seldom received such attention when he was sick. Therefore, in the face of a young lover who has to get up early for work the next day, his heart feels a bit complicated, dependent, apologetic, and strangely relaxed.
Liang Xiao sighed and lightly touched his forehead, Ye Ji'an smelled the mint smell of toothpaste. Then Liang Xiao went out again, filled a thermos cup with warm water, put it on the bedside table, and walked quietly to the other side of the bed. Ye Ji'an thought that he would pick up the pillow and go to sleep in the second bedroom tonight. After all, there is no such triple warmth in winter. Now that the temperature has risen to above zero in early spring, no one will feel that the whole house has been baked overnight in the large oven. is comfortable.
Even Marx, who has been occupying the bedside table for many years, has moved his position.
However, Liang Xiao lay down as usual, got into the quilt, and stretched his arms to hug him.
No clothes on.
"I'm pretty warm too," he said. "Get closer to me and sweat faster."
"Can you sleep like this?" Ye Ji'an grabbed the edge of the quilt. If there was no such layer, the two would be almost face to face, "I'm also afraid of infecting you, so go and sleep next door for the night."
Liang Xiao smiled, "I can't sleep without senior, so I can only drink medicine." He actually pulled the quilt to kiss Ye Ji'an, as if to prove that he was not afraid of infection. But Ye Ji'an was afraid, so he hurriedly avoided, "Don't make trouble!" His voice was frighteningly hoarse.
"Then I don't want to kiss anymore, just hug," Liang Xiao said softly, hugging him more firmly, the lines of his arms were so strong that they seemed to be embedded in a sweater, and he rubbed his forehead with cool eyelids, "Senior , Obedient, and sleep well."
Ye Ji'an's stiff bones became soft in this embrace.
Gradually, his cold seemed to be dispelled as well.
I don't know what time this consciousness started, but it was quite stable, and I had no dreams all night. The next day, Ye Ji'an couldn't see anything clearly. He heard Liang Xiao buckle the belt buckle. He closed his eyes again, as if a long time had passed. He heard the sound of the security door closing again. .
left already? Why does he feel that it is not yet dawn.
Ye Ji'an spent more than ten seconds trying to understand his doubts.
It took another two seconds to sit up and turn to look at the window.
In order to avoid being late in bed, they always used to only pull the gauze curtain, so that a little light can penetrate. However, it is so dark outside now that the sky is nowhere to be seen. .
He called Liang Xiao, who answered in seconds, "Why did you wake up?"
"Did you set the wrong alarm clock?" Ye Ji'an paused. "Look at the time. The subway station is closed, hurry up and go home."
"I'm driving," Liang Xiao said with a smile, there was a noise in the receiver, probably because he helped the Bluetooth headset, "I really can't see anyone on the street!"
"… Is the company in a hurry?"
"No, I want to finish my part early," Liang Xiao said generously, "and then go home and cook for the seniors."
Ye Ji'an was stunned for a few seconds before he figured out the cause and effect. His eyes suddenly became sore, and even he was caught off guard, "It's not like I can't move," he finally said, "I'll do it for you, come back early."
Liang Xiao demanded: "Then make one less dish."
Ye Ji'an pressed the bridge of his nose and smiled, "Okay."
"Hurry up and go to bed." Liang Xiao said again.
"Lie down," Ye Ji'an said live in real time, "the quilt is covering her chin."
But he really didn't lie down all day. After putting down the phone, he fell asleep again in a daze. It was nearly ten o'clock when Ye Ji'an woke up suddenly, feeling that something was not right. He couldn't spend a day in bed. What is the difference? Besides, it's no fun to stay in bed alone. After pulling out the medical insurance card, wrapped in a thick down jacket and a thick scarf, he went to the hospital across from the community to get a bottle, and took his laptop by the way.
Sitting on the bench in the infusion room, Ye Ji'an completed some of the work that could be done outside the company, and sent it to the department's public mailbox, which was also considered a little remote support for the poor people who were checking out.
Of course, he mainly wanted to support his enthusiastic guy who got up in the middle of the night.
The situation in the work group suddenly became very good. It was still dead at first. At this time, everyone was howling and crying, saying that Director Ye was a living Bodhisattva and a representative of advanced diseases, but Ye Ji'an didn't want to see this. "Go to work." He replied. .
No one in the group dared to speak again.
Liang Xiao, who was silent just now, sent a sentence: What are you doing
Ye Ji'an: I'm taking a drip. It's half past two, so I'm bored.
Liang Xiao: [sad]
Ye Ji'an looked at the drooping corner of Soybean Man's mouth and replied, "It's almost good, you remember to have lunch."
Liang Xiao: I went to work.
Ye Ji'an leaned back on the back of the chair. He didn't want to say anything to distract Liang Xiao, but he wanted him to turn off WeChat now. For some reason, he was a little unwilling, so he started to look at the chat records between Liang Xiao and himself. More than two months ago, it was like a high school student who had just added a person he liked to WeChat before he had time to chat a few words. He squinted at the screen and smirked, locked his phone in his hand, and felt that he needed to watch it slowly again. .
In the afternoon, Ye Ji'an bought some vegetables on the way home, fried a beef pea and a vinegared cabbage, put them in the refrigerator, stuffed them with rice, and then got back to the bed, closed his eyes before going to bed. He glanced at his phone again, except for a few spam text messages and greetings from colleagues at the same level, as well as a new message from Xiao Li of the General Department:
director! Today, I was shopping for the pantry at the Walmart across the street on my lunch break, and I met Liang Xiao~ he bought an old hen ^^
Ye Jian:
Xiao Li Miaohui: Please also teach me how to stew, put the old hen in the school bag, carry it back to the office and hide it in the refrigerator, so good.
Ye Ji'an immediately showed Liang Xiao's awkward and humbly learning look, and also showed Xiao Li's overflowing maternal love, and replied: Haha, he can definitely cook it well.
Xiao Li: Let me ask you one more question, I want to stew it for you ^^
Ye Ji'an just waited for her words and replied: Yes^^
Xiao Li: ! ! ! Rest assured, supervisor, I will keep it 100% confidential! Ahhh I'm going to scream! Ah, be happy!
Ye Jian: Thank you, but it's not necessary, we didn't plan to hide it. My head hurts a little, so I need to rest.
"The other party is typing" lasted for a long time, and Xiao Li probably typed and deleted it, and finally replied: um um um, the director must recover quickly, we all miss you so much!
Ye Ji'an smiled involuntarily, put away the phone and put on the blindfold. He said in his heart that this little Li really had something to say. The diligent little girl has a good impression. It was dark when he woke up, and the corridor outside the door was faintly bright. Ye Ji'an smelled the fragrance and walked to the bright place.
The two dishes that were fried in advance have been heated and placed on the table with rice on the side. Ye Ji'an came to the kitchen, there was chaos on the stovetop, the sound of boiling the pot was gurgling, and Liang Xiao was sprinkling salt into the casserole.
Ye Ji'an knew that the old hen with quite a history was indeed his own, of course it was his own. Liang Xiao simmered a pot of chicken soup for himself without saying a word.
"It's so fragrant." Ye Ji'an hugged him from behind and snuggled on his shoulder.
Liang Xiao's body trembled, and he silently scooped the soup to taste. He was so hot that he gasped. "It seems a little light." He thought to himself, added half a teaspoon of salt, and used chopsticks to poke the chicken. It was white and tender without bloodshots. , "It's ripe."
He was very happy and sincere, and Ye Ji'an was even more so. He brought a large white porcelain bowl to help him serve it. The whole old hen, two people and four chopsticks, worked together to get it all into the bowl. Pour in the yellow and translucent soup.
Ye Ji'an adjusted the dipping saucer, "You're really good, I've got my appetite again!"
Liang Xiao brought the big bowl to the dining table and said from a distance, "Then eat a chicken leg."
Compared with the pain in the throat and dizziness at dinner the day before, Ye Ji'an's spirit is much better, and the chicken soup of love is much more attractive than the eight treasures porridge outside. Dip in the sauce and eat the chicken leg as promised. When he put down the bones and was about to grab some cabbage, Liang Xiao suddenly said: "This afternoon, the personnel department has come, and we will join a spring recruitment promotion team of the East Meidong School District. This year our department will go to two, and we have not yet Yes, you can apply yourself."
"Have you applied?" Ye Ji'an bit down on the chopstick and slid the cabbage with vinegar.
"Well, you can go back to your alma mater. I know a lot about overseas students, and it will be easier to do it," Liang Xiao put down the spoon for digging peas and said, "I also filled out the application form for you."
Ye Ji'an wiped the corners of his mouth, and suddenly frowned, "Okay."
Liang Xiao held his chin and tilted his head to look at him, also smiling, "I want to show you the roses in New York and the cherry blossoms in New Jersey."