The scum that emerged was shaved, his messy hair was taken care of, and his clothes were changed anew, but the handsome Di Qiuhe was still ugly by He Bai and refused to communicate.
"Puppy, I bought you Xiaolongbao."
He Bai glanced faintly at the handsome face he had approached, and turned his head to the side.
Di Qiuhe paused, raised his hand and adjusted his shirt collar. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with his body, he continued to move forward and coaxed softly, "Actually, I lied to you just now. I made these buns by myself. You Can you taste it?"
He Bai twisted his head back, glanced at the lunch box in his hand and the neatly packed buns, steaming and scented, and at his expression with a pleasing and comforting expression, his heart softened slightly.
"Give it to me, I'll eat it myself." He stretched out his hand.
Di Qiuhe's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly handed over the lunch box, then happily removed his chopsticks and a small table, and said, "I have done the house cleaning, don't you want to leave the hospital? I just went to talk to the doctor. , He said that as long as you keep warm and stop catching the cold, you can leave the hospital today."
He Bai, who is now super resistant to the hospital, feels better after hearing this. He glanced at him from the corner of the eye, snorted in his heart, awkwardly picked up a bun, stuffed it into his mouth, chewing and chewing... Huh? It tastes really good.
Di Qiuhe, who had been paying attention to his expression, was overjoyed when he saw this. He tickled his hands and wanted to pinch his bulging cheeks. However, remembering the experience of being blasted many times in the past two days, he quietly suppressed this impulse and picked up one. Put a box of tissues on the small table and continue, “Junjie and the others are very worried about your illness this time. When you are discharged from the hospital, why not invite them to gather together at home? How about hot pot or seafood? How about roasting whole lamb? We can invite the cook to come and cook at home."
He Bai's heart moved when he heard the words, thinking of Niu Junjie and Chen Jie, who cried imagelessly beside his bed in his dream, and Wang Hu who kept calling and buying tickets overnight. His nose was sour. Busy stuffed another bun into his mouth, using a vague voice to cover up his voice, and replied, "Also, Shao Feng, Shao Feng has also worked hard during this period, so I invite him." I really want to bring Zhao Tianhu too. Please come here, but they are not familiar with them in this life, there is no excuse to please... It's uncomfortable.
"Okay, Shao Feng has really worked hard for a while, please come over." When Di Qiuhe saw him answer, he buried his head in eating steamed buns, and slowly let go of his heart, and continued to ask, "What can I eat for dinner Do you have an idea? You know Junjie and them better, what do they like to eat?"
"Hot pot, it's good to eat hot pot in winter." He Bai pulled a paper towel and pressed his nose with the action of wiping his mouth. He replied, "You can roast whole lamb, but you don't need to ask the chef, just let Junjie and the others toss. Well, there are outsiders playing uncomfortably with them. And the bodyguards who have been following us, you can't miss them."
"No, I remember, I'll make arrangements later." Di Qiuhe replied, tentatively sitting next to him, raising his hand to help him straighten his hair, "Is there anything you want to ask, such as what to buy? Ingredients, kitchen utensils and the like."
The buns are delicious, the handsome guy is very eye-catching, and he feels very comfortable being coaxed. He Bai's anger slowly disappeared. He glanced sideways and ate another bun, acquiescing his approach, and deliberately returned. Said, "Are you a pig? I have to arrange everything. I am still sick. Don't you feel bad about squeezing the patient's energy?"
"It's me who was wrong." Di Qiuhe quickly admitted his mistake with a smile in his eyes, knowing that his anger from nowhere was finally gone, reaching out his hand and squeezing his bulging cheeks as he wished, and said, " I'll arrange the rest, you just wait to play."
He Bai glared at him, and used his chopsticks to pull the leftover buns in the lunch box, pretending to be indifferent, "It's good to know if it's wrong... You can prepare some online games or movies. The third child can play after dinner. … And my computer, the last set of snow scenes, you send me a person named Zhao Tianhu in the email contact, and write a happy new year in your message... Don’t ask who Zhao Tianhu is! Don’t be jealous!"
Di Qiuhe glanced at the chopsticks he almost poked on his face, adjusted his expression silently, pressed his hand, and smiled innocently, "Okay, I will send it for you. Puppy, you look down on me too much, I love it so much. Are you jealous?"
He Bai retracted his hand, poked a bun, and hummed, "You are less jealous?"
"... That's because I love you too much." Di Qiuhe paused, crawling along the pole shamelessly, tentatively reaching out and hugging him.
He Bai glanced at him, didn't push away his hug, and stuffed the poked bun into his mouth sternly—forget it, Di Qiuhe in his previous life was in his previous life, Di Qiuhe in this life was pretty cute when he was three years old. Don't move—
"If you like to eat, eat more." Di Qiuhe saw him soften and was so happy that he was about to fly, so he bowed his head and kissed him a few times, and then took out a bottle of fruit juice from the bedside bag and stuffed his hand like a treasure. , Smiled, "Knowing that you are tired of drinking soup every day, here, don't tell Uncle Hu that I took this for you, he will be angry."
—Get angry... Fart!
He Bai stared at the very familiar drink in his hand, turned his head to look at Di Qiuhe who was smiling stupidly, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "I suggest you buy some stocks from this beverage manufacturer. His juice sells very well. Evergreen trees are still very hot after more than ten years."
"Really?" Di Qiuhe didn't notice anything, then lowered his head to look at the bottle in his hand, "If you like it, then I will let someone...
He Bai took advantage of his unpreparedness to hold his head and rubbed it for a while, then shook the drink away, got into the quilt, and continued to roll violently-to TM's juice drink! He doesn't want to drink any more fruit drinks in his life! Spicy Chicken Di is three years old! Spicy Chicken Spicy Chicken Spicy Chicken!
Di Qiuhe who was rubbed into a chicken coop: "... Xiao Bai???"
Di Qiuhe was confused and moved He Bai back home, who violently rubbed him from time to time, and then began to prepare a dinner party.
"I have decided so much meat for the time being, is it enough?"
He Bai turned sideways and turned the album over, facing him with the back of his head.
Di Qiuhe got a good-tempered tugging at the strand of hair that turned up at the back of his head, and then got a loving eye.
"I bought the rack for roasting whole lamb, is this size okay?"
He Bai took a sip of the soup that Hu Zhao had brought over, and immersed himself in sorting out the picture frames, but he still ignored him.
Di Qiuhe raised his eyebrows, walked around behind him and bent over to take a bite of the back of his neck, then quickly moved away, admiring the frizzy look that he was covering his neck and staring at him, squinting, and rushing to rub his hair. "Puppy, you are so cute."
He Bai raised his eyebrows, just a kick when he flew.
"These are prepared for the game, will Junjie like them?"
He Bai, who had almost forgotten why he was awkward at first, raised his eyelids when he heard the words. Lafayette generally pointed to a few of the game discs, then retracted his gaze, and continued to tap on the computer.
Di Qiuhe stopped smiling when he saw this, and leaned over to ask, "Who are you talking with so focused?"
He Bai deliberately enlarged the dialog with Zhao Tianhu, continued to discuss with the other party his experience in shooting scenery, and briefly mentioned his idea of combining shooting scenery and people.
Zhao Tianhu responded very enthusiastically. The news came one after another, and he unselfishly passed the excellent works he had photographed over the years to him, and expressed his excitement that he wanted to return to China to see him.
He Bai readily agreed, flipped his fingers, and trusted his personal mobile phone number and home number, as well as detailed home address, and expressed his welcome to come as a guest at any time.
Zhao Tianhu: Oops, meet Hate late, see Hate late, Xiaobai, you have quite an appetite for me.
Bai Youbai: You are polite, Brother Zhao is simply my soul confidant.
Di Qiuhe's eyebrows jumped, and he squeezed to sit beside him with a straight face, grabbed his mouse, clicked on the video call, and then quickly leaned to He Bai's face after the other party was connected, and smiled towards the camera. "Hello, Brother Zhao, I am Xiaobai’s partner Di Qiuhe. Thank you for your points and attention to Xiaobai. Will you have time to return to China in the middle of next year? I would like to invite you to my wedding with Xiaobai. "
"Wedding?" Zhao Tianhu's big, rough face appeared on the screen for ten years, his eyes slid over the faces of the two close to each other, and he touched his stomach and smiled. I’ll be there on time to give you my blessings for the shout to you!"
The hoarse voice and uninhibited appearance are enough to be their father's age, not a threatening appearance... Di Qiuhe was taken aback, glanced at He Bai's expression from the corner of the eye, and coughed in embarrassment—he seemed to have misunderstood What to order.
"Heh." He Bai suddenly sneered.
Di Qiuhe's scalp tightened, and he hurriedly responded to Zhao Tianhu's words, then turned off the video call with an excuse, carefully looked at He Bai beside him, and coaxed, "What I want to eat at night, I'll make it for you."
"I want to eat little bird stewed mushrooms." He Bai replied, squinting, coldly curling his lips, "Battered bird head with sauce."
Di Qiuhe was silent, and raised his hand to cover his sharp eyes, "... The doctor said that your recent diet should be lighter, or I will make you a fish?"
"No." He Bai pulled down his hand, lowered his head, touched the back of his hand with a strangely light force, and said quietly, "Charcoal-roasted bird wings seem to be good too."
Di Qiuhe quickly shook his hand back, his expression was serious, and sincerely said, "Xiao Bai, did something wrong with me make you angry? You say, I promise to change it."
He Bai looked up at him, turned his gaze on his face, and asked, "Are you sure you want me to tell?"
Di Qiuhe nodded quickly.
"Okay, then I'll tell you." He Bai straightened up, helped him trim his hair gently, and smiled, "You are so ugly to me, okay, you go and change it." After finishing speaking, he stood up and left him unfeelingly. Holding the computer in his hand, he went upstairs.
Di Qiuhe: "..."
That night, after He Bai fell asleep, Di Qiuhe hugged someone like a thief, then let go of his hand very reluctantly, took out his cell phone and texted Jiang Xiuwen: Xiuwen, how come the puppy thinks I am ugly manage
Jiang Xiuwen's reply came quickly and neatly: Go back to the stove and remake.
Di Qiuhe has a deep face: This is impossible.
Jiang Xiuwen: This sentence is what I want to return to you, how could He Bai think you are ugly.
Di Qiuhe rejoiced: Really
Jiang Xiuwen: Really, he will only think that you are ugly, stupid, unscrupulous, childish, asshole, and messy. Don't go back to the stove and remake, just explode on the spot.
Di Qiuhe raised his eyebrows: You are jealous!
Jiang Xiuwen: Ha ha.
With a big face, Di Qiuhe put down his cell phone and glanced at He Bai, who would rather sleep with a puppy on a pillow than holding him to sleep. Feeling wronged, sad, and unsaved that the tantrum puppy is too cute. , Looked up and thought for a few seconds, decisively opened the quilt and rushed over, took the person in his arms, took off, touched, kissed, rubbed...
These few nights, He Bai slept a little unsteadily. He would always dream intermittently about the scenes he saw after being poisoned and stupid in his previous life, which made him very tired. Tonight, he was still dragged into the dream of his previous life after falling asleep. He was a little numb watching the doctor and police come and go in front of his bed. The sensitive spots on his waist were suddenly rubbed, and then his body became hotter and hotter. Then the picture from the previous life shattered and disappeared, and consciousness returned. What you saw when you opened your eyes was the handsome face that Di Qiuhe came to see.
"woke up?"
Di Qiuhe kissed him tenderly, then slowly moved down, until he buried his face in the quilt before stopping, "Xiao Bai, just enjoy it."
The warm touch that was different from the usual made He Bai's eyes widened suddenly, and his consciousness was completely clear. After taking a breath, he softened to the bed and stretched out his hand to push him, "Don't... get up, don't do this."
Di Qiuhe didn't answer, grabbed his hand, and continued to comfort him gently.
After venting, He Bai's skin turned red and paralyzed on the bed, and his body temporarily lost his strength.
Di Qiuhe went to the bathroom to wash his face, rinsed his mouth, then turned back and wiped his body with a warm towel, and kissed his forehead, "Okay, go to sleep, let's vent, I will sleep more securely."
He Bai, who had just recovered a bit of strength, was stunned when he heard the words, touched his still high body temperature, pursed his lips, took the initiative to reach out and hug him, and whispered, "I'll help you."
"You're very tired, go to sleep." Di Qiuhe hugged him, patted his back, and said with a smile, "When your body is fully restored, I will ask you to get it back. "
Being dragged out of the terrible dream about his previous life, He Bai felt a strange sense of being redeemed in his heart. He softly touched Di Qiuhe, who had been mad at him for the past few days, and asked in a low voice, "You won’t Are you angry, I have been..."
"It's okay." Di Qiuhe interrupted him, his voice still soft, "It must be what I did wrong for you to do this. You see, you have been skinny by me these days, you have to take care of it."
The feeling of despair and powerlessness at the time of death in the previous life was slowly washed away by the warmth at this time. He Bai red eyes without warning, tightening his arms, and muttered, "I'm sorry, I was too self-willed..." Although he knew he was angry No, but the feeling of death is really too uncomfortable. Every time his self-comfort eases a little bit, the night dream will knock him back to where he was, and he feels that he is going crazy.
There was warm water dripping on his shoulders, Di Qiuhe was stunned, and then immediately became nervous, frowned and touched the back of his head, bowed his head to look at his face, "What's wrong with you, Xiaobai, isn't it uncomfortable?" You are not willful at all, it doesn’t matter if you are too much, don’t cry, I’m here, don’t cry..."
He Bai buried his head and refused to let him watch. The more gently coaxed, the more he wanted to cry and vent. When he was depressed, he couldn't hold back, so he just grabbed his body and cried without restraint. Quietly, crying and cursing, "I blame you, you are a badass!"
"Blame me." Di Qiuhe was at a loss and distressed by his crying. He didn't understand how he would suddenly break down, who has always been optimistic and mature. He hugged him tightly and coaxed softly and said anxiously, "Blame me, you beat me. Okay, I promise not to fight back."
He Bai hit him twice when he heard the words, but his strength was not heavy, only the crying became louder.
The squeeze in his heart was vented out through crying. After crying, He Bai became tired, and he was going to fall asleep in a daze.
"Don't sleep first, so your eyes will be swollen." Di Qiuhe softly coaxed him, and then got a loving back of his head.
When Di Qiuhe saw it, he was funny and distressed, so he stopped calling him softly, put him on the bed carefully, then got up to help him pull the quilt, and went to the bathroom to get a warm towel and put him on his eyes.
His eyes were covered, He Bai's sleepiness disappeared, he pulled off the towel and stared at him for a while, suddenly raised his arm around his neck, straightened up and hugged him.
"What's the matter?" Di Qiuhe sat with him on his lap, touched the back of his head, and asked with a smile, "Will you continue to cry? Can you wait for me to change into dry pajamas?"
He Bai was full of tenderness, and was so amused by his words that he couldn't help but bury his head in a bite.
"The mouth is so good." Di Qiuhe smiled dozingly, hugged him to the head of the bed, then pulled the quilt to cover the two of them, touched his head, and asked softly, "Xiao Bai, you can tell me Are you sad these days? We are partners, no matter what happens, I am willing to share with you."
The feeling of body temperature relying on body temperature is very appropriate. He Bai remembered the gentleness and tolerance of this person all the time. He suddenly felt an impulse in his heart, opened his mouth, tightened his arms, and whispered, "Do you remember us? When I first met, did those things I told you, fortune-telling..."
"Of course I remember, you said that I have trouble in middle age, and I must stay away from women." Di Qiuhe touched his back unhurriedly, with a smile in his voice, "You are right, if I want to own you, I do Need to stay away from all women."
"Seriously, don't make trouble." He Bai gnawed at him again. His mood became a little lighter when he was so troubled by him. Suddenly, he felt that those things in the dream didn't seem to be a big deal, so he continued, "Actually, I don't I know fortune-telling, and all that I told you about is me... It's what I dreamed about before, and that dream was intermittent, and it was only recently completed."
Di Qiuhe thought of the danger warnings he had given several times, frowned slightly, his expression was a little more serious, but his voice was still gentle, and asked, "What dream? It seems to be a dream about me, um, I guess. Guess, did you dream of our thousands of miles of marriage?"
"No!" He Bai slapped him angrily, completely relaxed, rolled his eyes and replied, "In the beginning, I dreamed that you were pushed downstairs and fell to death. You were in your thirties at the time, but you were already. He is a big movie emperor who has won many awards, and he has established Huading, who is on par with the emperor. It is very powerful."
"What about you, what do you do if I die?" Di Qiuhe frowned more tightly, and the hands holding him tightened, but he didn't care about who pushed him down in the "dream" at all. building.
"Me?" He Bai was taken aback, sat upright and looked at him, saw him frowning and pulling his face, suddenly smiled, reached out his hand to poke his brow, and replied, "I am in my 30s in my dream, too. I’m a landscape photographer and I don’t know you, but by coincidence, I took a picture of you being pushed downstairs. I ran to the police and helped you redress your grievances."
Di Qiuhe was stunned, "Don't we know?"
"Well, I don't know." He Bai looked at him with a smile, feeling that his fate was so miraculous that he actually made two people who had never met in their previous lives got tangled together in this life, and couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his face. , Said slowly, "In your dream, you didn't participate in "The Married Army", nor did I go to the icon. We are like two parallel lines, each working hard for their own future. You succeeded naturally, but Di Bian You and Qin Li did not receive retribution early, and you never met Grandpa..."
A future without He Bai's participation, only intrigue and calculations, gradually spread out in front of him. Di Qiuhe hugged He Bai, his eyes slowly gloomy, and his heart felt cold.
Fortunately, fortunately, he didn't miss He Bai like in He Bai's dream. He didn't expect a future without warmth at all.
He Bai didn't know much about Di Qiuhe in his previous life, so he finished "Dreamland" in just a few words. The heavy emotions slowly dissipated with the narration, and the body was hugged warmly, feeling full of security. When he returned from sleepiness, he lay on Di Qiuhe, closing his eyes unconsciously, and his voice lowered.
"Then..." Di Qiuhe moved his somewhat stiff body, trapped him in his arms, and asked in a mute voice, "What about you... What happened after you called the police? Have you found someone who can take care of you for the rest of your life? ?"
"... I'm dead too." He Bai muttered sleepily, rubbing his head on his shoulder, a little refreshed, and complained, "Di Chunhua is going to poison you, I happened to touch you. Here, after drinking your juice, the effect of the drug became silly after reporting the crime... So I blame you, it feels so uncomfortable to die... In the end, you still died. I blocked the disaster for you. You are really useless. , You have to rely on me to avenge your grievances and send evidence..."
Di Qiuhe only felt a "buzz" in his mind, unable to connect the person in his arms with death, his Adam's apple moved, confirming and asking, "You too...dead?"
"Yeah..." The spirit that was strong enough to hold up can no longer bear the sleepiness, He Bai's voice lowered again, "So you owe me a life... Spicy Chicken Di is three years old... I won't live long and I will beat you... "
The body in his arms completely softened, and even his breath was sprayed on his neck.
Di Qiuhe moved, lowered his head and buried his face on his shoulders and neck, closed his eyes, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry." How could he be such a bastard in his dream, he had already met him, why did he pass by? , If you can get entangled immediately... If Xiaobai's price for becoming his lucky star is to endure this kind of dream, then he would rather be unlucky forever.