"Fuck." Jiang Kuo stopped and looked back at Duan Feifei.
It was beyond his expectation that Duan Feifei would say such a thing. Although he had always hoped that Duan Feifei could make demands in a relaxed manner, act like a spoiled brat, act like a scoundrel, or whatever, but when he really faced such Duan Feifei, there was nothing but ecstasy. , and shock.
But... After Duan Feifei said that he was dizzy when visiting the night market, he slowly returned to his usual appearance, and he couldn't see any discomfort. Jiang Kuo felt that his dizziness had passed, and he had a good sleep. Just feel it.
So now Duan Feifei said that he was not dizzy and wanted to vomit, Jiang Kuo couldn't tell for a while whether this was true or whether Duan Feifei was just lying to him.
But either way, it's gratifying.
"What?" Jiang Kuo happily turned around and walked to the door of 107, looking at Duan Feifei.
Duan Feifei didn't say anything, and his expression didn't look very uncomfortable.
"Mine?" Jiang Kuo asked.
Duan Feifei seemed to want to laugh after being stunned for a while, but just as the smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he suddenly pushed open the door of 107 and rushed into the toilet without turning on the light.
Jiang Kuo followed into the house, turned on the light, and stood at the door of the toilet waiting.
Duan Feifei retched twice and remained silent.
"... Didn't you spit it out?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
"It's more like that," Jiang Kuo said. "Let me go buy some medicine. Have you eaten bad? If I go to buy medicine, what kind of medicine should I buy? Or should I describe it to the pharmacy?"
After this question, Duan Feifei did not answer, and after a while, he heard the sound of him rinsing with water.
Jiang Kuo lowered his head and turned on his mobile phone, intending to check the symptoms.
Before he could find out, Duan Feifei came out, leaned on the toilet door frame, and wiped the water on his face: "No need to buy medicine."
"I vomited." Jiang Kuo said.
"This is caused by dizziness and a little nausea," Duan Feifei came out, leaned back on the reclining chair, closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief, "It should be because I didn't sleep last night, so I felt uncomfortable, dizzy, and my head hurts. Dizzy, it's like motion sickness, I feel like throwing up."
"Understood," Jiang Kuo pulled up a chair and sat beside him, "Do you want to lie on the bed for a while?"
"If you want to vomit, go ahead first," Duan Feifei said, "or you have to run down, it's too troublesome."
I can carry you.
Jiang Kuo remembered the last time when Duan Feifei had a fever, although he was not very successful on the back, after all, he was bare-legged and could not exert himself.
He glanced at Duan Feifei's leg.
"I thought you were feeling better when I was visiting the night market," Jiang Kuo put his gaze back on Duan Feifei's face, "I didn't see it at all."
"I'm afraid of spoiling the fun. If I don't have a big or small pig, I won't stand up. No matter how people say it, they will help for free," Duan Feifei said.
"Your ability to pretend to be okay," Jiang Kuo said, "is considered a perfect skill."
Duan Feifei smiled and said nothing.
"I'm afraid of causing trouble for people." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei smiled and sighed. After a while of silence, he turned his head to look at him: "I've been like this since I was a child. I'm used to it.
Duan Feifei seldom said such words on his own initiative, usually Jiang Kuo was anxious and he just mentioned it.
Jiang Kuo looked at him: "Even if this is the case, it used to be, and it won't be in the future."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded, "I want to drink water."
"Wait," Jiang Kuo stood up, "I'll pour it for you."
When Jiang Kuo poured the water into the cup, he realized that there was no hot water in the thermos for the past few days.
"What should I do?" Jiang Kuo said, "There is no hot water."
Duan Feifei closed his eyes and smiled for a long time: "Jiang Kuo, have you never been to boil water?"
"...Damn!" Jiang Kuo suddenly reacted, "I really haven't, I didn't think about it at all."
"Go to Uncle Zhao and get a pot first," Duan Feifei said. "Everyone is back today, so there's definitely not enough water."
"Okay." Jiang Kuo turned and walked out.
"Quietly." Duan Feifei said.
"Okay." Jiang Kuo nodded and crept up inexplicably.
Duan Feifei couldn't help laughing behind him: "What? It's quietly, not stealing."
Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue and walked out of the dormitory.
Uncle Zhao is heating dishes in his duty room, and Duan Feifei brought him a lot of dishes today.
"Have something to eat?" Uncle Zhao immediately waved when he saw him.
"Don't eat, I'm still holding on," Jiang Kuo smiled, "Uncle, do you have hot water here? There is no hot water in Duan Feihan's house."
"Yes, that green pot, take it." Uncle Zhao said.
"Thank you uncle." Jiang Kuo said.
"The new store in Niu Sandao will open tomorrow, right?" Uncle Zhao asked.
"Well," Jiang Kuo said, "in the afternoon, are you going?"
"You can't go, Duan Laosan told me," Uncle Zhao said, "It's too far, I have to be on duty here... I've gone so far this time."
"No way," Jiang Kuo said, "I really can't find a suitable facade."
"Yeah," Uncle Zhao nodded. "Those people in the old market have all gone from one place to another. The ones we used to drink all the time have all dispersed, and we probably won't be able to get together in the future."
"When you are resting, let Duan Feifei drive you to the new store to find Duan Lao San." Jiang Kuo said.
"Duan Laosan was your name?" Uncle Zhao laughed, "He will beat you up if he is ten years younger."
Jiang Kuo carried Uncle Zhao's kettle and quietly returned to 107. Duan Feifei leaned on the reclining chair and closed his eyes.
"Asleep?" Jiang Kuo asked, "Or pretend to be asleep?"
"It's not so dizzy when it's closed," Duan Feifei said.
"Do you still want to vomit?" Jiang Kuo poured hot water into the cup and gave it to Duan Feihan.
Duan Feifei took the cup, and just as his lips touched the water in the cup, he sat up straight.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Kuo was startled.
"... Help me get some cold water." Duan Feifei said, "I'm so hot that I'm not dizzy anymore."
"Forget it," Jiang Kuo felt that he was in a hurry as soon as he took care of others. He went to pick up Duan Feifei's pot, thought about it, and put it down, "Is this water for a few days?"
"Well," said Duan Feifei, "some tap water should be added."
This scene is familiar with this suggestion about tap water. Jiang Kuo went to the washbasin to add some tap water to the cup.
Duan Feifei drank a glass of water in one breath.
"Do you have a fever?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"It doesn't burn," Duan Feifei said. "It's fine after a good night's sleep, the main thing is that you didn't sleep well."
"50,000 yuan can't be recovered at all!" Jiang Kuo was very upset, "You send a circle of friends to show that you are tired and sick."
"We have to let Dong Kun and the others laugh to death." Duan Feifei said with a smile.
"Only President Jiang can see it," Jiang Kuo said. "He usually looks at the circle of friends when he's not busy."
"It's really hard to be a fool." Duan Feifei said.
"Children are for play, father is for pits." Jiang Kuo said.
"It's alright," Duan Feifei smiled, "It's okay to get sick even once. My uncle said that people who don't get sick all the time are serious ones, and people who often suffer from minor illnesses are not easy to get sick. fall."
"What kind of nonsense is this." Jiang Kuo sat back in his chair and looked at him.
"It's... good." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo didn't speak any more, Duan Feifei also closed his eyes, it is estimated that the dizziness has not passed.
The room became very quiet, and I could clearly hear the voices of people in other dormitories outside joking and laughing. Everyone just came back today, and Uncle Zhao didn't care, let them make trouble.
The role models were still gathering in the dormitory, but 107 did not come.
very good.
If a group of people were piled up here, Jiang Kuo would have no chance to sit here and stare at Duan Feihan.
Duan Feifei said it was fine to be ill.
Jiang Kuo could understand what he meant.
It's good, without this, neither he nor Duan Feifei would know when they would have the opportunity to experience such a change.
Jiang Kuo felt that he had made so many decisions from childhood to adulthood, and only this time was the most correct.
The uncertainty and insecurity that suddenly filled the two of them pushed them forward unconsciously like a wave.
"It seems to be better." Duan Feifei opened his eyes.
"Do you want to go back to bed?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Yeah." Duan Feihan moved his neck and stood up.
Jiang Kuo looked at him.
Duan Feifei stood there and didn't move, after a while, he turned his head and glanced at him.
"Go up?" Jiang Kuo said, "Still dizzy?"
"No," Duan Feifei hesitated, "I'm going to undress."
"How fresh!" Jiang Kuo was shocked, "Take it off! Haven't I seen it before?"
Duan Feifei laughed and said nothing else. He raised his hand to take off his shirt and threw it on the reclining chair.
I haven't seen it!
How many times have I seen it!
Jiang Kuo looked at the scar on Duan Feifei's back.
But this moment seemed to return to the first time I saw these scars.
When Duan Feifei's clothes were thrown in front of him, there was a familiar and distant scent of laundry detergent, and he never changed the brand.
This dual stimulation of smell and vision is quite stimulating.
When Duan Feifei wanted to take off his trousers, he turned his head and glanced at him again, let go of the hand that was hooking on the waist of his trousers, and went straight to bed.
"Have you been wearing trousers since the long run yesterday?" Jiang Kuo glared at him, "I was tossing around for another day today, wearing it to bed?"
"...Hey!" Duan Feifei lay on the bed, kicked off his trousers twice, and threw his trousers onto the reclining chair.
Then he immediately stuck his arms and stuck his head out: "Damn, I didn't throw it at you."
"No." Jiang Kuo said, "It's quite accurate."
"Scared me to death," Duan Feifei fell back on the pillow, "I'm going to hit you in the face, do I have to drive a wheelchair to open tomorrow?"
Jiang Kuo laughed: "No, you are sick, I am still very tolerant to patients."
"Really." Duan Feifei smiled.
"You..." Jiang Kuo looked at the dormitory door, Duan Feifei was already lying down, and it was time for him to go back to the dormitory.
"Jiang Kuo," Duan Feifei rolled over, "pass me the water."
"Well," Jiang Kuo took the cup and handed it to him, "Do you want anything else?"
After drinking the water, Duan Feifei paused, "I want to eat Mala Tang."
"What?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.
But before Duan Feifei could speak again, he nodded, "Okay, I'll buy it for you."
"I still want to drink soy milk," said Duan Feifei, "the shop where Ding Zhe had guests had supper that day."
Jiang Kuo looked at him, took a breath and let it out slowly: "That's two directions."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
"Okay." Jiang Kuo nodded as soon as he gritted his teeth, turned and walked towards the door, "Wait."
"Bring another ice cream, the kind you liked to eat before." Duan Feifei said.
That ice cream is only available in the supermarket next to the rented area.
"Duan Feifei!" Jiang Kuo turned around and roared under his voice.
"Hey." Duan Feifei stuck his head out of the bed and looked at him.
Jiang Kuo noticed a smile on his face.
"It's really tolerant," said Duan Feifei, "it's not until the ice cream is angry."
"Fuck," Jiang Kuo smiled and walked back to the bed. After a while of silence, he said again, "I think if it were me, you would go and you wouldn't be angry."
"I don't think you would have such a request." Duan Feifei said, "You are not so unreasonable."
Jiang Kuo smiled and said nothing.
"Go back to the dormitory to rest," Duan Feifei said, "I'm not so dizzy now, I'm just sleepy."
"Don't you eat Mala Tang?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"I had to vomit on the spot." Duan Feifei said, "I ate so much hot pot at night."
"Okay," Jiang Kuo tapped twice on the edge of the bed, "Good night."
"Good night." Duan Feifei smiled, "Help me turn off the lights."
"Well." Jiang Kuo looked at him, took two steps back, turned off the lights, and opened the dormitory door.
"Jiang Kuo." Duan Feifei called him softly.
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo turned back.
"Thank you." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo didn't speak, and stood at the door for a while before closing the door gently.
On the first day of class after the holiday, many people in the classroom looked obviously lethargic.
Jiang Kuo slept soundly yesterday. In the morning, Tang Li yelled at his bedside several times before he woke up. He was still quite restful now.
Duan Feifei's physique should be different from ordinary people. He hadn't slept the day before yesterday, and he was dizzy and vomited yesterday. He woke up full of vitality after sleeping one night. He rushed to Dong Kun, who had walked outside the dormitory building, and said, "Kun'er, Xiaolongbao with two drawers. "The roar can be heard in a dormitory building, and a group of people in the building shouted: "Okay—"
Jiang Kuo glanced at Duan Feifei, Duan Feifei has been answering news under the table, the opening was opened in the afternoon, and there were many people who went there.
Niu Sandao's Weibo has also been opened. There are no fans at this time, but Duan Feifei has already posted a few posts. The copywriting and pictures are all written and selected by Jiang Kuo before, and they can be posted at intervals.
Jiang Kuo didn't touch the phone, he was a little nervous before the game, with excitement.
Although he kept staring at the teacher, he didn't listen to a word the teacher said, and he even had to think about it several times before he could remember what class he was taking.
However, this state made him think more, and it may not be enough to have only Yang Ke in the customer service.
At noon, several people from the Model Group sat at a table, and they discussed that they would go over to help immediately after eating.
"Are we staff or customers?" Liu Fat asked.
"Staff," said Duan Feifei, "there are already a lot of customers, you help the old man, someone is 'shooting TV', and they panicked. Yesterday, they took a shot of him cutting meat, and he was too fast. will take it."
"Damn it," Ding Zhe laughed for a long time, "how come you are also the third largest in the market, so you can't face the camera?"
"You didn't look at the photo of the excellent store in the market last year. Everyone laughed brilliantly. He was just grinning like a slap in the face." Duan Feifei said.
"Okay, uncle, leave it to us, let's adapt to other things." Dong Kun said.
"Hey," Sun Ji put down his chopsticks and looked at the two of them with emotion, "I didn't expect this to happen after talking about it, the new store, the sauced beef store, the online store... From now on, you two will be Boss Jun and Boss Qian."
As soon as these two names came out, several people were stunned for a while before they reacted.
"What the hell is this called?" Ding Zhe said happily.
"Boss Jiang and Boss Duan are too ordinary. How many Boss Jiang and Boss Duan are there in the world." Sun Ji said.
"Boss Jun may be a little less," Jiang Kuo said, "Boss Qian is a little less."
"Boss Kuo." Dong Kun said.
"Can I not be called Boss Jun, it doesn't sound like a serious person." Duan Feifei said.
Several people had a good time, and finally decided to call Duan Feifei Boss Fan.
"You two strive for an upgrade next year." Liu Fatty clapped his hands.
"What?" Ding Zhe was stunned. "Are you a father?"
"Fuck." Duan Feifei couldn't help expressing his amazement at his comprehension ability.
"Dad, what is it, President, President Fan and President Kuo!" Liu Fatty looked disgusted, "Ding Zhe, are you in love? Recently, your IQ has plummeted and you can't hold it back."
"You can get promoted directly, and save a word." Ding Zhe waved his hand.
Opening time is 3:17pm.
Duan Feifei would not believe this time if Uncle found someone else to figure it out. If it weren't for the fact that they were going to class in the morning, Uncle might have figured it out at 9:21.
When a group of people arrived at the new store, Fan Jiabao had already arrived and was looking at his mobile phone at the door with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Get to know each other," Duan Feifei waved, "My classmate and buddy, this is the landlord of Niu Sandao's new store, and the new room I rented is also his."
As a social group that has already debuted, the role models have become familiar with Fan Jiabao in just a few minutes, as if they have known each other for several years.
"Have you sent the flower basket?" Duan Feifei asked.
"It's here," the old aunt said. "Will you put it on?"
"Put it on." Fan Jiabao said, "I told you to put it in the morning, but my uncle wouldn't let it. He said it would affect other people's aisles."
"What does that affect," Ding Zhe said, "We will take up this road now!"
When a group of people were arranging flower baskets, a delivery car drove over, and the driver asked, "Come on!"
"Yes." Jiang Kuo, who was standing on the side of the road, responded.
"Sign for the flower basket." The driver got out of the car.
"There are still flower baskets?" Jiang Kuo was stunned, then turned to look at Duan Feifei, "Duan Feifei! How many flower baskets are there?"
"It's all delivered." Duan Feifei ran over, "Brother, who ordered the flower basket?"
"I don't know, I'll just bring it here." The driver opened the door of the trunk. "It's written on the flower basket. Let's take a look."
As soon as the back door opened, they were both stunned.
Six huge flower baskets filled the carriage.
Jiang Kuo saw the red congratulatory message on the flower basket at a glance, it was very simple.
No luck.
Congratulations to Jiang Yushan.
"Fuck it! It's so fucking imposing," Fan Jiabao sighed standing behind them, "Is Jiang Yushan your father, Jiang Kuo?"
"Yeah." Jiang Kuo responded, suddenly felt sore in his eyes, and hurriedly tilted his head.
"Damn," Fan Jiabao's voice was full of envy, "when my coffee shop opened, if my father wanted to give me some grass, I could kneel down and call him father on the spot."
Jiang Kuo made him want to laugh a little bit by letting him say this sentence abruptly.
"Move down first," Duan Feifei said, patting Jiang Kuo's back lightly, "Go and call President Jiang."
"Well." Jiang Kuo quickly turned and walked away.
A group of people moved over six large flower baskets, and then rearranged the arrangement of the flower baskets.
Jiang Kuo dialed Mr. Jiang's number.
There were several rings over there before President Jiang answered the phone: "Ah."
"Ah what." Jiang Kuo said.
"Ah," President Jiang said, "my son called me crying."
"Don't be beautiful," Jiang Kuo said, "I didn't cry."
"Then hang up." President Jiang said.
"I'm..." Jiang Kuo glanced at the shop that became more prosperous because of the addition of these flower baskets, "Thank you."
"Don't be too moved, I even gave ten to your mother's cafe." President Jiang said.
"Damn," Jiang Kuo said, "I'm really not touched at all."
"You mustn't surpass her, that's my wife," said President Jiang, and lowered his voice, "but flowers are very expensive. I let the most expensive flower I choose, and she went to several stores."
Jiang Kuo's nose is sour again at this moment: "Don't say it."
"Work hard," President Jiang said, "if you can't do it, drop out of school and work."
"Ah!" Jiang Kuo shouted, "Do you have any previous feud with our school!"
President Jiang smiled happily: "Okay, let's congratulate Duan Feifan and his uncle and aunt for me. The new store opens successfully."
"Well." Jiang Kuo responded.
When he wanted to say something, Mr. Jiang hung up the phone neatly.
Gee. The words with his own son are not as much as those with Duan Feihan.
Duan Feifei came over: "How is it?"
"He asked Jiang Liao to pick them," Jiang Kuo wiped his eyes, "Let me tell my uncle and aunt a good start."
"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "I'll send him a message later, thank you."
Jiang Kuo glanced at him: "Fuck you... Are you really just chatting casually with President Jiang?"
"Really." Duan Feifei smiled and patted his shoulder.
A few cars drove up behind them, all of which were good cars.
At first glance, it was Fan Jiabao's car, and in the car were the big brother Huaji and the people from Dongbianqiao Market.
"Is it now?" Beard stuck his head out of the car window.
"It's not time yet!" Duan Feifei said, "Come here at three o'clock and go to Lao Fan's shop first."
"Okay." Beard retracted his head, and several cars drove in a circle.
As the time approached the opening time, there were more and more people inside and outside the store. Jiang Leo and the others came, Yang Ke and Sister He followed, and the people from the store next door, Duan Feifei socialized. After the relationship came down, the scene was suddenly lively.
Cannon also sent a message and said that it would be here soon, Jiang Kuo's nervous mood slowly relaxed.
"Stay outside for a while, the cannon is almost ready," Duan Feifei said, "I'll go in and see what else to get."
"Well." Jiang Kuo nodded.
Duan Feifei took a few steps over there and looked back at him.
Jiang Kuo raised his eyebrows and smiled.