[twenty one]
Early in the morning, Subei Mo's mobile phone was full of electricity, and the green power supply was full.
Subei Mo stretched and felt sore all over. He hadn't exercised for too long after going to work, and his muscles and bones were tense. He yawned and reached for the phone subconsciously. After looking at the broken screen for a long time, he didn't feel awkward.
Just as soon as it was turned on, his mobile phone seemed to be in a daze, with a lot of unread messages and seven missed calls popping up.
All are Liao Nanqing.
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[I came to B city to find you, waiting for you at the gate of your community. ]
[I have arrived. ]
[I didn't answer the phone call to you, but when I saw the message, I was worried. ]
[It's eleven o'clock, isn't the dinner over yet? ]
[Actually, I bought a cake today. If you don't come, I may not be able to bear it. I didn't have dinner, I was too hungry. ]
[Subei Mo? ]
[It's almost twelve o'clock, so I wish you a happy birthday here. ]
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[It's very late, why haven't you come back, I'm so worried. ]
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Subei Mo didn't wash his face and ran downstairs dragging a pair of flip-flops.
Many old ladies in the community just finished their morning exercises and came back together in twos and threes. Subeimo took a few steps back and forth, ignoring those passers-by, and hurriedly looking for Liao Nanqing's figure. But one night has passed, and there is still Liao Nanqing. He saw a white cake box lying on the ground not far away, recalling the information he had just seen, he hurried forward, and as soon as he bent down, he saw a card pressed under the ribbon.
The cleaners not far away rushed over and said with a stern face: "This is mine!"
Subei Mo took out the card, and without refuting the cleaner, he opened the birthday card.
He was all too familiar with Liao Nanqing's words.
It is neatly written: Subei Mo, I wish you a happy birthday, every day is happy.
Finally, there was a smear of ink that was unwittingly wiped away.
Liao Nanqing came here last night, he saw Qiu Lu and misunderstood.
Subei Mo seems to have been thrown a basin of ice water in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, and is completely awake. He couldn't do anything, and immediately called Liao Nanqing with his broken mobile phone, but no matter how he called, it showed that he couldn't get through there. Subei Mo booked a ticket at nine o'clock, but he couldn't wait calmly to go back until nine o'clock. Subei Mo directly packed up his things and went to the station, and changed his ticket to the earlier train.
An hour and a half had become so long in the past.
He continued to call Liao Nanqing over and over again, but the other end seemed to be silent.
Subei Mo was furious, his right cheek was slightly red, and there was still a slight palm print. Subei Mo touches Liao Nanqing's number again, but it doesn't work. He dials again, toot—
In his heart, he begged Liao Nanqing to answer his call countless times, and he was even worried that something had happened to Liao Nanqing. Unconsciously, Subei Mo broke out in a cold sweat, and he wiped his forehead indiscriminately, his head swollen. Apart from making a phone call, he couldn't find any way to contact Liao Nanqing now.
The mobile phone was their only way of contact. He couldn't find him, so he could only keep calling Liao Nanqing, seeking a little peace of mind from the beeping of the phone.
Finally, the call was connected.
Liao Nanqing seemed to be woken up, his voice was hoarse and low, and he was very inactive.
"Nanqing." Subeimo just got off the train, and there was so much noise around him that he couldn't hear Liao Nanqing's words. He hurried to the far side and asked anxiously, "Where are you?"
Liao Nanqing was stunned, and took a long time to answer, with a heavy nasal voice: "At home."
"What's wrong with your voice? Sick? Wait, I'll be right here."
"No, no!" Liao Nanqing choked on himself, coughed a few times, and couldn't even speak, "Don't come here..."
However, Subei Mo has hurriedly hung up the phone.
Liao Nanqing put down the phone, wrapped the thin blanket around him tightly, and felt like fire in his throat.
The wind was blowing for so long last night, it's no wonder that I didn't get sick. Liao Nanqing left suddenly, so he dressed lightly and felt cold all over when he got home. He stumbled on the bed to catch up on sleep, and later felt too uncomfortable, so he rummaged through the cabinets to find some cold medicine granules to drink. During this period, I remembered that my mobile phone was out of power. Not long after I plugged it in, I was caught by Subei Mo's phone.
Before he could stop Subei Mo, he was hung up.
Liao Nanqing got out of bed, his feet were so weak that he couldn't even find the position in slippers. He was dizzy and couldn't stand, but he shuffled slowly to the living room. He was sitting on the sofa waiting for Subei Mo to come, afraid that he would fall asleep when he lay on the bed. It's not good to hear a knock on the door for a while.
The taste of waiting for others is not good, and he doesn't want Subei Mo to feel it again.
It was only when Subei Mo came, that Liao Nanqing was already at his limit. The cold medicine had a slight sleeping effect, so he opened the door.
Liao Nanqing was blown by the cold wind for so long, and he didn't sleep for another night, his whole body was burning hot.
Subei Mo picked him up and hurriedly took him to the hospital, where he hung up the drip with him. Although Liao Nanqing is not as tall as Subei Mo, he is also a boy. It is difficult for Subei Mo to hold him for a long time, but he can't hold him.
Liao Nanqing closed his eyes and the corners of his eyes were wet. He hugged Subei Mo and spoke nonsense, mostly unconscious.
It wasn't until the nurse gave Liao Nanqing an injection that he reacted a little and woke up a little. Liao Nanqing, who was ill, would show weakness even more. He looked at Subeimo, and the grievances in his eyes almost came out with tears. Subeimo rubbed his head: "Be obedient and sleep for a while."
Liao Nanqing nodded honestly, and soon fell asleep with his head tilted. Subei Mo covered him with a blanket, and rubbed his other hand without needles. These hands don't seem to be warm no matter how they cover them, and Subei Mo is restless, like ants on a hot pan.
He asked the nurse to borrow a small warm water bag, wrapped in a towel and placed under Liao Nanqing's dripping hand.
Taking advantage of Liao Nanqing's deep sleep, Subeimo made a phone call and asked Su Ya to cook some porridge, and he went back to get it later. Unexpectedly, when Su Ya heard that Liao Nanqing was ill, she said that she would deliver it soon.
Subeimo sat next to Liao Nanqing, remembering that on the way to the hospital, Liao Nanqing cuddled in his arms, and asked in a sullen manner, "Subeimo, will you leave me?"
"Won't."
"Will you leave me like Mom and Dad?"
"I do not know!"
"What should I do if you leave too..."
"Do you have cotton stuffed in your ears?"
"I'm always alone..." The same goes for going to a new school. No matter how good Xu Yanyan and Ge Yun are, they are not family. They have their own lives, their own circles, and there is only so much they can share with him.
Only Subei Mo is an existence beyond family. But Liao Nanqing clearly understood that Subei Mo also had his own circle.
Subei Mo has always accommodated him and tolerated him.
Just because Subei Mo is a 'good guy'.
Liao Nanqing asked himself what qualifications he had to keep Subei Mo by his side, and he would never let others step foot in his life. He couldn't do it at all. His love may be a huge pressure for Subei Mo.
As my stepfather said before, I am a burden...
There was a wall in his heart that he couldn't get over, couldn't break, and suffocated him. He could only whimper and complain: "I don't want to be separated from you, I don't want to..."
"Nan Qing, sleep for a while." Su Beimo approached his ear and couldn't help him.
Liao Nanqing still muttered.
Subeimo understood, but now Liao Nanqing can't hear what he said at all. He was burnt out and could only talk to himself. Subei Mo touched his cheek and urged the driver to drive faster.
From time to time, Subei Mohui will probe Liao Nanqing's forehead. Hot heartburn, Su Beimo frowned, hugged him tighter, and patted his back gently.
Liao Nanqing smelled the breath on Subei Mo's body, rubbed it hard, stupidly, and said without thinking: "The cake is gone, I can't blow out the candles, I really want to eat it, I haven't eaten it, this time also Didn't eat…”
"I'll buy it for you next time."
"I didn't eat... I bought it with the money I saved for a long time, and I want to give it to you." He suddenly pursed his lips and cried in a low voice.
The driver in front had a complicated expression and glanced in the rearview mirror: "Dude, is your brother confused?"
Subei Mo didn't answer, and gently wiped Liao Nanqing's tears, Liao Nanqing raised his head and said, "Subei Mo."
"Huh?" He replied softly.
"I don't want to be separated from you."
"Don't separate." Subeimo said, "Whoever separates us, I beat whoever."
This sentence, Liao Nanqing can be regarded as listening, closed his eyes, quietly quiet down.
Liao Nanqing, who was asleep, was as obedient as he was usually, his long eyelashes trembled with the sound of his breathing. He didn't sleep well, perhaps because of his own discomfort. Before the drip was finished, Liao Nanqing woke up and coughed twice.
Subei Mo poured some water out of the thermos cup, took a few sips to his mouth, made sure it wasn't hot, and then handed it to Liao Nanqing to drink.
"Subei Mo..." Liao Nanqing shouted weakly.
"Drink water first." Su Beimo turned to get the porridge that Su Ya had just brought, thinking that Liao Nanqing must be starving.
Liao Nanqing knew that he was still causing trouble for others, so he held the water glass safely and drank it in small sips. His eyes caught sight of the drip he was getting, and he asked, "How much is this?"
Subei Mo made a random number: "Two thousand."
In the end, Liao Nanqing believed everything he said, and his face turned pale in fright. He said in a pimple, "Then I, then I will send you an IOU, my mother... It may take a few days before I can pay my living expenses." He was a month old. At most, there is only one hundred living expenses, so you need to be frugal. He touched his pocket, took out a few fifty's, held it in his hand, and wanted to give it to Subei Mo first.
But Subei Mo held his hand.
"You can believe whatever you say." Subei Mo said in a deep voice, "Do you think the hospital is a black shop?"
Liao Nanqing was confused. After thinking about it carefully, he knew that Subeimo was joking. He shyly relaxed and lay down silently, digging at the corner of the blanket with one hand.
Subei Mo poured a small bowl of porridge, Liao Nanqing looked at him fixedly, and looked away before he turned around.
"My phone broke yesterday." Su Beimo spoke first, "That girl is just a colleague of mine. She twisted her foot and didn't bring her keys, so she didn't dare to go to the hotel alone, so she came to my house to stay. "
This reason sounds absurd.
"..." Liao Nanqing moved his lips, not knowing what to say, his heart was numb.
"But she found the key later, so she went back." Su Beimo took out a clean spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew it, warmed it, and sent it to Liao Nanqing's mouth, "Even if she didn't find the key, , I will also go to the hotel to stay."
Liao Nanqing ate the spoonful of porridge, but he didn't know the taste.
He lowered his head and dared not look at Subei Mo, and said softly, "Why are you explaining this to me..."
"Because we are friends, if I fall in love, I will definitely tell you." Su Beimo raised his eyebrows, with a little smile and a bit of a natural meaning, "Come on, open your mouth. You look malnourished, Haven't eaten well for a while now?"
Liao Nanqing had to open his mouth to drink the porridge again, he slowly tasted the pine nuts in it, smashed his mouth, and looked forward to the next spoonful: "I eat very well, the school cafeteria is cheap and delicious. ."
"Oh, better than what I made?"
"Of course not!" Liao Nanqing was anxious, "You make the best food!"
After that, he was fed a mouthful of pine nut porridge one after another. Subeimo turned his head away and snickered, and in a blink of an eye, he said seriously, "I see, hurry up and drink the porridge."
The mellow taste spread, and together with the relaxed heart after hearing the explanation, it slowly fell.
Calm down.
His liking will become gentle because of a comfort from Subei Mo, and he will no longer be impatient. As long as he can be by Subei Mo's side, he will become satisfied.
Once Liao Nanqing relaxes, he will feel very hungry.
Like a bird just waiting to be fed, he stretched his neck and waited for the porridge to drink. Subeimo deliberately slowed down his movements, and Liao Nanqing stretched out his hand to tug at the corner of his clothes. Because he was still ill, his voice softly begged for food: "I'm so hungry, Subeimo."
"Nan Qing." Subei Mo didn't stop feeding the porridge.
"Um?"
"Did you wait so long for me yesterday just to accompany me on my birthday?"
Slowly, Liao Nanqing snorted and said with a nasal voice: "I, did I cause you trouble? I'm sorry, I won't be able to do it next time. I will go again with your consent." He was nervous every time. , I stuttered a little when I spoke. Coupled with the bag of drips hanging above his head, Liao Nanqing also confirmed that he was indeed causing trouble to North Jiangsu Mo.
He rubbed his eyes, looked down at the blanket covering him, and reassured in frustration that he wouldn't do it again, he wouldn't dare.
He was afraid that Subei Mo was really angry with him.
"No, you didn't cause me any trouble." Subeimo put down the porridge bowl, and after hesitating for a moment, he held his hand, almost gentle, "I'm very happy. But I'm also worried if I can't wait for me in the future. , don't wait any longer."
Hearing that Subei Mo was not a reproach, Liao Nanqing's eyes instantly lit up with a light, faint, like the embellishment among the stars. Inconspicuous, but filled with the boundless heart of Subei Mo, it was filled little by little.
Liao Nanqing said, "I want to wait." He laughed, with two inconspicuous dimples hanging on his lips: "Although it's a bit late, happy birthday, Subei Mo."
Hope you are happy every day.
Because you are happy, I will be happy too.
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Happy holidays everyone. I have been busy recently, thank you for your messages, jade pendant, starfish, collection. The code is in a hurry, if there is a typo or a sentence, thank you for pointing it out.