However, Lan Fuchu didn't understand what she meant at all, and didn't know whether it was intentional or not. He said softly, "You did it on purpose."
"Absolutely not!" How could she touch him on purpose? This is absolutely impossible!
Lan Fuchu said nothing and did not move.
Su Yi was getting impatient and couldn't help but say, "Hurry up! Don't you want to go to the bathroom? What are you dawdling for?"
"You just touched me, and now I can't get out."
"…" Damn it! Su Yi couldn't help cursing in his heart, "I already said I didn't mean it!"
Then, seeing that Lan Fuchu was not angry, he became even bolder and stood behind him and whistled a tune softly, "Shh..."
Lan Fuchu: “…”
With a blushing face, he said calmly, "Don't rush me."
Su Yi muttered, "Then hurry up, or I will, hush..."
"..." Lan Fuchu's expression became uncertain. He stared at the wall with a burning gaze. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said gloomily, "Get out."
"Oh, they said you were too sick. I can't walk. What if you fall?"
"You don't need to be responsible."
"No!" She refused flatly and refused to leave. She stood stiffly behind him, hugging him, not moving an inch.
Lan Fuchu: “…”
Damn it! He didn't believe her saying she didn't mean it.
After a long fuss, Lan Fuchu finally resolved the situation. Su Yi helped him out of the bathroom and back to the bed. Neither of them spoke because the atmosphere was so damn awkward.
It seems that being a caregiver is not an easy job.
After Lan Fuchu sat back on the bed, he didn't say anything. He was like an ice sculpture, not moving for a long time.
Su Yi looked at the sea cucumber wontons on the tray, which were a little mushy, and said quickly: "It's almost time to eat, the wontons are all mushy."
Lan Fuchu glanced at her and the wontons were delivered to his mouth.
He raised his eyes and met the tenderness in her eyes, which were clear and shallow, as if covered by a thin layer of veil, indescribably charming.
His heart moved slightly, so he opened his mouth and ate the wonton.
Su Yi smiled, her voice became sweet, "Is it delicious?"
It's like coaxing a three-year-old child.
Lan Fuchu took another bite, his eyes fixed on her face, looking at her delicate eyebrows and beautiful eyes.
"Why are you looking at me?" Su Yi raised an eyebrow and looked at him, then continued feeding him.
She looks gentle, actually very charming.
Lan Fuchu asked casually: "Have you had dinner?"
This was the first time they had a peaceful conversation in such a long time.
Su Yi shook her head and said playfully, "Hey, the boss hasn't eaten yet, how dare I, a little nanny, eat first?"
After saying that, she did not forget to look up at him. Seeing his deflated expression, she could not help but laugh softly.
Lan Fuchu didn't know what to say to her. He frowned and didn't make any next move.
"It seems that your temper has improved a lot after you had the car accident." Su Yi said as he fed him some vegetables.
"Is it?"
"Absolutely. Before, when I talked to you, you would start making sarcastic remarks within two sentences, like a hedgehog. Now, you are much better than before, and you look much cuter."
"Cute?" He raised his eyebrows, his face darkening, "Are you flirting with me again?"
"No way."
"No? Then when we were eating at the Chinese restaurant before, the youngest one got angry, didn't you use this sentence to praise him?"
"…" Why did you bring this up? What's the connection? After thinking for a while, he said, "I didn't think too much about it at the time. Seeing that he was angry, I said a few words to change the subject."
"So you want to change the subject now?" He looked at her with increasing displeasure.
Su Yi's heart skipped a beat. "How is that possible? Besides, what can I do to distract myself? You're not angry, are you?"
Lan Fuchu thought for a moment, but still doubted her words, "Then why did you say that?"
"Please! Can you not be so picky!" Su Yi yelled, as if he couldn't stand it anymore. "I just want to say that you look much better now. Do I need to explain to you in detail why I like you? Hey, you look smart, but how come your EQ is so touching!"
Lan Fuchu: “…”
The reason why he has become so suspicious now is because she always lied to him in the past.
After so many years of hatred, it has become difficult for him to trust her wholeheartedly. Looking at her face, all that comes to his mind is the way she said to him "I like you" after getting drunk that day.
Lan Fuchu looked at her face with a slightly dazed look in his eyes. She was feeding him, with her head slightly lowered, her long hair falling on her cheeks.
Suddenly, without thinking, he reached out his hand naturally and tucked the hair that was scattered on her cheek behind her ear.
His fingers brushed across her face, bringing a minty, cool feeling.
Su Yi was stunned and looked up.
In fact, he often did this in the third year of high school, but at that time, she had just discovered that she liked him, and she didn't think it was ambiguous, but just warm and intimate. Moreover, she always liked this action of his, and sometimes she would deliberately mess up her hair and stretch it to him, asking him to help her fix her hair.
She still remembered that Lan Fuchu had helped her braid her hair when she was in school, but he didn't do it well. His hair would fall apart after seven or eight times, and he didn't succeed in the end. Then, for some reason, the next day when he saw her, he took off the hairband on her head, let her long hair down, and helped her braid it again, and then it succeeded.
At that time, Su Yi and Mu Nanxi both laughed, and they even made a bet. Su Yi said that Xiao Dai must have had an adventure, and Mu Nanxi said that he must have practiced at home all night last night...
After pinning her hair, Lan Fuchu was a little dazed, as if something was unexpected, with a faint yet deep complex emotion in her eyes.
Su Yi's heart skipped a beat, and then he didn't know what to say. He raised his hand and continued to feed the wontons in the bowl.
But the complicated look in his eyes just now kept lingering in my mind.
That complex emotion...
What exactly does that mean
After feeding him, Su Yi brought a warm towel and cleaned his face and hands. He said, "I'm going downstairs to eat. Just in time, they're coming over. I'll ask one of them to come up and help you wipe your body."
"Yeah." He nodded without objecting.
Su Yi came out with a tray, and all the dishes and wontons on it were eaten up.
When Mu Ziyin saw the empty tray, he was immediately happy, "Oh, Third Brother has a good appetite tonight."
"He always has a good appetite." Su Yi put the plates on the tray into the dishwasher. The three people at the table had not finished eating yet. They were drinking and eating hot pot, so naturally they ate very slowly.
Su Yi took a set of bowl and chopsticks and went over to eat.
Mu Ziyin said, "How could that be? He couldn't even finish half a bowl of porridge this afternoon, saying he had no appetite."
"..." Su Yi thought it was impossible, "How is it possible? He ate more than a dozen wontons and three plates of vegetables and meat in the evening." Although it was a small porcelain plate for one person, it was considered a good appetite.
"I really didn't lie to you. He really didn't eat anything at noon. After all, he was seriously ill, so it was normal for him to have no appetite."
Ji Chensi nodded and helped him speak, "The youngest is right, the third one's appetite has indeed been poor recently."
Su Yi was confused. Who was the person upstairs who had eaten a lot just now
As soon as Su Yi sat down, Song Yan'an took away the wine bottle and replaced it with a bottle of freshly squeezed strawberry juice for her, "Don't drink wine, drink strawberry juice instead."
"Why? You all drink, why can't I drink?"
"You'll mess up when you're drunk, so of course you can't drink. You still have to take care of the third child at night."
Su Yi had no choice but to purse his lips, take the strawberry juice next to him, and drink several big gulps.
Song Yanan picked up some food for her and asked her, "What's going on between you and the third brother? Why did you move to his house to take care of him?"
When they heard Song Yan'an asking this, the two of them also became curious and both shifted their gaze over to fix on Su Yi's face.
Mu Ziyin said, "Are you being kept by the third brother?"
"Fuck you!" Su Yi said angrily, "I'm being kept by him? Haha, it's more like he's being kept by me."
Everyone: “…”
Ji Chensi asked with a smile: "You support him, do you have the money?"
Su Yi immediately became intimidated and glared at him. Knowing what they were curious about, she ate the vegetables and meat that Song Yanan picked for her while saying, "This is actually a very simple matter..."
After I told them the whole story, there was silence at the table.
After a while, Mu Ziyin pointed at Su Yi's face and laughed, "Oh! My God! You actually cursed him?"
"I already said I didn't mean it." Su Yi shrugged and peeled the shrimp in his hand.
“But does it really work?”
"Ling, otherwise why did he get into a car accident as soon as I said that? Alas, I was just hot-headed at the time and didn't think too much. Who knew that the spirit would suddenly harm him like this, so later Lan Fuchu asked me to take care of him, and I didn't shirk it. I also have this responsibility, don't you think?"
"If his car accident is really related to your curse, then you are indeed responsible." Ji Chensi took a sip of wine and said.
"Yes, so I have been taking care of him since last night." As he spoke, Su Yi had already peeled a shrimp and stuffed it into his mouth. He said to Ji Chensi, "Hey, I have a favor to ask of you."
"explain."
"After you finish eating, go up and wipe his body. You two are both men, so it will be more convenient for you to do this."
Ji Chensi thought for a moment, then turned to look at Song Yanan's expression. Seeing that he showed no emotion, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'm almost full, so I'll go up and see him first."
After saying that, he pushed the chair behind him and stood up.
Not long after he left, Mu Zinyin also felt full and followed him upstairs to see Lan Fuchu.
(End of this chapter)