In the past I only want you green beans
In the past I only want you green beans
Do your own thing
I don't care about that
—Black Panther, “Lifestyle”
Liao Weixin persuaded Bai Jiming so much that he reluctantly agreed to go out and play basketball. The next day was the weekend, and just as the two were about to go out, Liao Weixin's cell phone rang. Bai Jiming looked at him sideways and said, "Let me make it clear first, I won't give you leave for work." Liao Weixin smiled and said, "Work is not as important as you." He answered the phone casually.
"Brother Liao." It was Xu Jiayuan, with a strong nasal voice, "Brother Liao, I have a cold, I feel so uncomfortable..."
"Have you taken your medicine?" Liao Weixin glanced at Bai Jiming, walked aside, and subconsciously lowered his voice, "There are medicines in the drawer, right?"
"They're all expired." The deer began to choke.
Liao Weixin glanced at Bai Jiming again. Bai Jiming said nothing, looking at him thoughtfully. Liao Weixin whispered, "Then go out and buy some for yourself. Do you have enough money?"
"I went there..." Xu Jiayuan sobbed, "They said you have to have a prescription. They won't sell it without a prescription."
Damn it! Liao Weixin closed his eyes and opened them again, and said softly: "Okay, I have some medicine here. I'll send it to you first. Wait for me at home." Xu Jiayuan responded obediently and hung up the phone.
Liao Weixin turned off his phone, lowered his head and thought for a while, cleared his throat, and said, "Well... a friend is sick, I'm going to see him..." He looked up and saw Bai Jiming leaning against the door with his arms folded across his chest, smiling sarcastically, "What friend? It's in the past tense, right?"
Liao Weixin was a little embarrassed, his face was unusually hot: "I bumped into him by chance on the road yesterday. He has no relatives or friends in S City, and I can't just leave him alone. I'll just give him some medicine and pick you up to play basketball later."
Bai Jiming shrugged and put on his coat: "Let's go, I'll go with you."
Seeing that he looked calm and didn't seem to mind, Liao Weixin breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Why, are you worried about me? There's really nothing between him and me. I just wanted to find a companion. If I hadn't seen him on the road, I wouldn't have remembered that there was such a person."
Bai Jiming turned around and said with a half-smile: "Do you know that at this moment, the more you talk, the more guilty you are."
Liao Weixin immediately shut up and ran forward to open the elevator door for Bai Jiming.
Xu Jiayuan was sneezing on the sofa with his blanket wrapped around him. When he heard the doorbell ring, he jumped up and opened the door. When he saw Liao Weixin, his eyes lit up and he pouted, "Brother Liao." When he saw Bai Jiming behind him, he was stunned. It took him a long time to react, but he stammered, not knowing what to do.
Liao Weixin naturally put his arm around Bai Jiming's shoulder and said, "Let me introduce you, this is my wife, Bai Jiming." Xu Jiayuan was very well-behaved and said, "Brother Bai." Bai Jiming smiled, "I heard from Weixin that you were sick, so I came to see you. How are you now?" He pulled Xu Jiayuan to sit on the sofa and touched his forehead, "Not bad, no fever, are you feeling weak all over?" Xu Jiayuan nodded. Bai Jiming noticed that there were still traces of tears on his face, his big eyes blinking, and he looked aggrieved and lovable. He smiled gently and said, "You haven't had breakfast yet, right? I'll make you some. Take medicine after breakfast." He turned around and looked in the kitchen, but there was nothing there. He said to Liao Weixin, "Sit with him for a while, I'll go out to buy some things."