Xia Xingcheng began to be afraid of the night, which was caused by continuous insomnia.
Before I lay in bed, I began to think about what to do when I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't fall asleep. I was also worried that such a long-term lack of sleep would make my state worse and worse.
Xia Xingcheng knew that this was actually a psychological suggestion, but he still couldn't get rid of this anxiety.
After taking a shower, Xia Xingcheng walked over to the bed in a bathrobe and squatted down, and played a soothing music on the laptop on the bed. He didn't know how much it would work, at least he wanted to try it.
As soon as the music sounded, Xia Xingcheng heard someone knocking on his door outside. He walked over to open the door and saw Xiao Tang standing outside.
Holding things in both hands, Xiao Tang followed him into the room and said, "Brother Xing, I brought you a cup of hot milk."
Xia Xingcheng turned to look at him, "Where did you get the hot milk?"
Xiao Tang put things on the cabinet next to the TV, and handed it to Xia Xingcheng with a thermos cup: "I'll ask the hotel to help me warm it up."
Xia Xingcheng reached out and took the thermos cup, looked down for a while, and then looked at Xiao Tang: "Why give me hot milk."
Xiao Tang smiled, "It is said to help sleep."
Xia Xingcheng hired Xiao Tang for such a long time. Of course, he knew that Xiao Tang was not a smart person. He didn't tell Xiao Tang about his insomnia at all. Xiao Tang naturally couldn't see it, let alone prepare hot milk for him. The only one who knew him It is Yang Youming who suffers from insomnia.
"Did Brother Ming ask you to bring me hot milk?" Xia Xingcheng slowly unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup, and a hot air with a milky scent rushed to his face.
Xiao Tang smiled a little embarrassedly. He said, "Brother Ming asked me to send it, and he told me not to say anything."
Xia Xingcheng stared at the gently shaking milk in the thermos cup for a while, then he took a sip and found that the temperature was just right. While drinking milk, he walked to the front of the TV cabinet to look at other things Xiao Tang brought.
He found that Xiao Tang also brought an aromatherapy machine and a small bottle of lavender essential oil.
"Brother Ming asked you to bring it?" Xia Xingcheng turned back and asked Xiao Tang.
Xiao Tang nodded, "Sister Yun called me directly and told me to go to her and get it for you." After speaking, Xiao Tang hesitated and said, "Brother Xing, don't tell Brother Ming you are I said it."
Xia Xingcheng said: "I see, you go to rest first."
Xiao Tang left, and Xia Xingcheng was the only one left in the room.
There was only half of the milk left in the thermos cup. He walked to the bay window and sat down. He sipped the milk reluctantly. There was a little sweetness in the milk, which only the tip of the tongue could taste, but Xia Xingcheng felt that Point sweet has been along the throat to the depths of the body.
After drinking the milk, Xia Xingcheng looked at the manual of the aromatherapy machine under the light, then went to the bathroom to pick up the water, put it on the bedside table, dripped lavender essential oil, turned on the power, and pressed the switch.
The aromatherapy machine made a very slight electrical noise, and after a while, a mist of water with a lavender scent was sprayed from it.
Xia Xingcheng sat on the floor beside the bed, staring at the aromatherapy machine in a daze. His life has always been rough, and there will be no such delicate gadgets at home, and even if there are, they will not be used.
But at this time, he just didn't want to do anything. Occasionally, he stretched out his hand to cover the water mist, and felt that the water mist had soaked his palm, so he retracted it and leaned closer to his nose to look for the smell of lavender inside.
Yu Haiyang is going to move out. Not just moving away, his work is originally a short-term transfer, and after the summer is over, he should go back to the place where he used to work.
Before Yu Haiyang left, Fang's mother cooked a meal for the couple. Yu Haiyang thought that Fang's mother was not completely healthy, so he firmly refused, but Fang's mother went out to buy a lot of vegetables early in the morning. Yu Haiyang and Xu Jia helped Fang's mother cook this meal together in the kitchen that afternoon. dinner.
Fang Jianyuan sat in the grocery store and took a book at random to do the question. He had to find something for himself to do so that he could temporarily get away from his wild thoughts.
Until it was time to eat, Fang Jianyuan still didn't move.
Yu Haiyang came over from the kitchen and called him: "Xiaoyuan, it's time to eat."
Fang Jianyuan put down his pen and walked out from behind the counter to close the store.
Yu Haiyang came to him to help him, and when he was pulling the wooden door, he met Fang Jianyuan's hand, he immediately retracted his hand, and kept a distance from Yu Haiyang.
Fang Jianyuan did not speak, and his expression was indifferent.
Back in the kitchen, the four of them sat around the square table for dinner.
Fang's mother sighed, "Oh, Xiaoyu, you didn't stay here for a long time, but you're leaving."
Yu Haiyang said: "There is no way to transfer work. It is not far from here to go back to Chongfeng. I can visit you often."
Fang's mother smiled and didn't say anything. To her, these were just polite words. Even relatives and friends who lived far away for a year may not be able to see both sides, let alone short-term tenants. .
Fang Jianyuan was holding chopsticks in his hand and seemed to be eating all the time, but each chopstick only contained a small amount of food, which he put into his mouth expressionlessly.
Yu Haiyang's right hand was also wrapped in thick gauze. If he took it apart, he could see that it was a bite wound, so he was afraid that he would not take it apart until he recovered. A piece of fish.
Fang Jianyuan didn't even look at him, he left the piece of fish in the bowl and didn't want to touch it.
Fang's mother said, "But Xiaoyuan will start school soon, and she has to go back to Chongfeng."
Yu Haiyang said: "I'll leave my phone number to Xiaoyuan later, he can call me for anything at school."
Xu Jia was not familiar with Fang's mother and son. She didn't talk much and ate quietly.
Fang's mother was afraid that she would be left out, and said to Yu Haiyang, "Xiaoyu, serve your wife some vegetables, please don't be polite to me."
Yu Haiyang gave Xu Jia a chopstick of green bamboo shoots.
Xu Jia said, "I don't eat green bamboo shoots." She took the green bamboo shoots out of the bowl and put them into Yu Haiyang's bowl. After that, she didn't care about Yu Haiyang anymore. She chatted about the situation at home.
It is very inconvenient for Yu Haiyang to use his left hand, but Xu Jia didn't seem to notice it from beginning to end.
Only Fang Jianyuan occasionally glanced at Yu Haiyang's clumsy posture with chopsticks, then lowered his eyes coldly and ate by himself.
Fang's mother originally wanted to ask Fang Jianyuan to get a beer, but Yu Haiyang persuaded her to come down. After her own operation, her body did not recover, and Yu Haiyang injured her hand again, leaving Xu Jia and Fang Jianyuan to drink this wine. not get up.
"Alas—" Fang's mother sighed, "Look, I'm leaving, I can't even accompany you for a drink."
Yu Haiyang said with a smile: "There will be opportunities in the future."
After dinner, Xu Jia helped Fang's mother to clean up the table and wash the dishes together.
Fang Jianyuan was stopped by Yu Haiyang on the stairs leading to the second floor.
The lights in the stairwell were not turned on. With the light coming in from the outside of the window, Yu Haiyang said to the other party, "Xiaoyuan, I'm leaving."
Fang Jianyuan suddenly recalled that night, Yu Haiyang helped him move the fan from the first floor to the upper floor. In this place, he said to him, "It's all my fault that my baby is angry."
Tears filled his eyes instantly.