Yan Zhiyun called a car to take the man home, Le Tian was whimpering and tickling all the way, his voice was muffled and muffled under Yan Zhiyun's coat, Yan Zhiyun could only hear it with his head down, and he couldn't hear it. Knowing what to do, I had no choice but to say: "Don't scratch, just go back and take the medicine."
Lotte was silent for a while and let out a sob.
Yan Zhiyun is one head and two older. He is a non-smoker, and his alcohol has faded away. He really wants to have another drink. Logically speaking, he should not be blamed for this, but Ming Letian is silent and suffers. Even if he knew that he was mostly pretending to be aggrieved, Yan Zhiyun couldn't act as if nothing had happened.
Allergies can be big or small, Yan Zhiyun disagreed and said, "Don't make fun of your body next time."
Le Tian said in his heart that I love my body, if the garbage system didn't remind me, I wouldn't even touch it.
System: ... that's enough, it told him not to touch the hero, when did you listen to it? !
Ming Letian lives in an expensive duplex apartment. Compared with Qi Xiao's, he instantly becomes richer. The decoration in the apartment is all in warm colors. The floor is covered with milky white plush carpets, and the slippers on the shoe cabinet They are all fluffy styles, Yan Zhiyun stood at the door and thought for a while and said, "Can you do it by yourself?"
Then Yan Zhiyun immediately regretted asking too much, because Ming Letian began to twitch again without saying a word.
Yan Zhiyun: ...
The stewed prawns did something wrong, Yan Zhiyun shook his head and smiled wryly, took off his shoes, took out the plush slippers from the shoe cabinet and threw them under his feet, "Put them on."
Le Tian stepped on the shoes on his feet, changed into slippers, hid in Yan Zhiyun's coat and watched Yan Zhiyun take off his leather shoes, put the two people's shoes into the shoe cabinet, only wearing black cotton socks on his feet, stretched out his hand Helping Letian, Letian hurriedly avoided his eyes, as soon as Yan Zhiyun helped him, he leaned against Yan Zhiyun delicately, as if he couldn't walk.
Helping Ming Letian to sit on the bed in the bedroom, Yan Zhiyun pulled off the coat covering his head, Ming Letian was still covering his face, Yan Zhiyun said: "Take the medicine first, you will be fine after taking the medicine."
Le Tian whispered: "Okay."
Yan Zhiyun went to the kitchen to boil water, stood in the kitchen and took a deep breath, shaking his head while asking himself how he ended up in such a mess.
The phone rang, Yan Zhiyun picked up the phone and looked, it was Qi Xiao again, probably to ask if he was home, Yan Zhiyun answered the phone, "Hello."
Qi Xiao said anxiously, "Is Le Tian gone? I called him and no one answered."
Yan Zhiyun was speechless, his feelings were not to care about him, so he said helplessly: "He has already arrived home, he is allergic, and I just went to the hospital with him."
Qi Xiao raised his voice, "Allergy?!"
Yan Zhiyun said: "Well, he is allergic to shrimp."
Qi Xiao said angrily: "Why don't you say you're allergic to shrimp? This kid definitely doesn't want to spoil our interest. He's just too timid to say a lot, and he's afraid of offending you."
The water boiled, and there was a sound of 'woo woo', Yan Zhiyun couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Okay, stop talking, it's all my fault if I continue talking."
"It's not your fault or whose fault it is," Qi Xiao said decisively, "Did you send him home? How is he doing now?"
Yan Zhiyun picked up the kettle to pour water in one hand, and said leisurely: "Ms. Qi, don't ask, the little one is about to serve the young master to take medicine."
Qi Xiao cursed softly, "Take good care of him, his parents are abroad, it's not easy to be alone in China."
Yan Zhiyun poured half a cup of hot water, then took some cold water from the water dispenser, mixed it into a cup of warm water, "Got it."
Yan Zhiyun knocked on the bedroom door with a glass of water.
"Please come in."
Ming Letian was sitting on the bed hugging his knees, and there was a small round mirror on the bed sheet, apparently just looked in the mirror.
"Take the medicine, the doctor said it will be fine in a few days." Yan Zhiyun handed him the water glass and the pills.
Le Tian whispered thank you, swallowed the medicine, drank most of the glass of water with pain on his face, stuck out his tongue, looking terribly bitter.
"Is there anything else I can help with?" Yan Zhiyun asked softly.
Le Tian shook his head, "Thank you, I have caused you trouble today."
Yan Zhiyun lowered his face, put his hands in his pockets, and said in a low voice: "I don't have any negative thoughts about you. To me, work is just work. I hope you don't misunderstand."
Le Tian buried his head in his knees and said in a muffled voice, "I see."
"Then I'm leaving." Yan Zhiyun pointed to the door.
Le Tian didn't look up, and whispered: "Goodbye, be careful on the road."
Yan Zhiyun walked out of the bedroom slowly, and when he closed the door, Ming Letian was still sitting on the bed, hugging his knees and tucked into a ball of autism.
The 'disfigured' Le Tian rested at home for three days. The team leader called to care about his situation, but mainly told him tactfully to let Qi Xiao take the lead for rehearsal first.
Le Tian accepted it calmly on the phone, "Brother Qi is great, I feel relieved to have him there."
The team leader breathed a sigh of relief, Ming Letian's personality is a bit fragile and sensitive, so I'm afraid he will think too much, but he has always been obediently obedient to the arrangement, the team leader comforted: "You take care of your illness, don't be too nervous about the annual affairs, first look at Qi Xiao If the effect is not good, when the time comes, you will be on top, anyway, it will be the same, and it will represent our dance troupe."
Le Tian whispered: "Okay." After hanging up the phone, a trace of joy slowly appeared on his calm face, and then he laughed more and more, and finally laughed happily in the room, "Yeah! You don't have to go to work! "
system:…
If it was Ming Letian himself, he must be very angry. He finally managed to grab the corner A, and now he is snatched back by Qi Xiao, and the manager's attitude can be called no nostalgia. It seems that he is interested in Qi Xiao .
The red spots on Le Tian's face have subsided, there is still a little on the chest and back, and the itching is not so itchy, but it is not very good-looking. He is pulling his collar and looking in the mirror in the bathroom, when the melodious doorbell rings in the living room.
Le Tian hurriedly went to open the door, and was slightly taken aback when he saw Yan Zhiyun in a clean suit, "Mr. Yan?"
Yan Zhiyun raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it Brother Yan?"
Le Tian blushed, lowered her face and whispered: "Brother Yan."
Yan Zhiyun: "Can I come in?"
Letian step aside a little bit, Yan Zhiyun walked into the house, took off his shoes and said, "You didn't come to take pictures this weekend, so I came to take a look." After all, he entered the hospital after eating the shrimp he made.
Le Tian whispered: "No need to shoot, Brother Qi is on top."
Yan Zhiyun stopped putting his shoes on, he and Qi Xiao are old friends, of course he knows Qi Xiao's level, but he doesn't know about Ming Letian, but since he can beat Qi Xiao, of course he is also a very good dancer , Such a good opportunity disappeared for nothing for absurd reasons, and Yan Zhiyun somehow felt more pressure than before.
Yan Zhiyun put away his shoes silently, and asked after a long time, "Have you eaten yet?"
Le Tian shook his head. He was so happy to hear that he didn't have to go to work when he got up. He would not have time to eat when he was lying on the bed and watching a small movie.
Yan Zhiyun rolled up his shirt sleeves, "Is there any food in the refrigerator?"
"No, I don't know..." Letian scratched his head in embarrassment, don't ask, just order takeaway.
Yan Zhiyun walked to the kitchen, and in the trash can was the takeaway box that hadn't been thrown away yesterday, smelling spicy, Yan Zhiyun turned his head to Ming Letian who followed him and said in shock: "You are allergic, and you still eat spicy food?"
Letian felt guilty for a moment, then put on an innocent look, opened his round eyes and said, "Can't you eat spicy food if you're allergic?"
Yan Zhiyun: ...
Yan Zhiyun shook his head speechlessly. When he opened the refrigerator, he saw a pile of vitamin protein powder and fruit skim milk. The only thing that could be considered as a dish was two eggs.
Yan Zhiyun directly closed the refrigerator door, and said to the blinking Ming Letian, "I'm going out to buy groceries, you stay at home."
"Yan...Brother Yan, no need," Le Tian pretended, "I can just order takeaway, and losing the main dancer this time is really my own problem, not because I was allergic to the shrimp you made. "
The corners of Yan Zhiyun's mouth twitched twice, looking at Ming Letian who was full of hypocrisy, the flesh on his cheeks tightened slightly, and he said directly: "What do you want to eat?"
Le Tian reservedly said: "It's too much trouble for Brother Yan, isn't it good?"
Yan Zhiyun's stomach started to hurt from being pretended by him, "Then I'll buy it."
Le Tian sent him to the door and whispered, "I want to eat ice cream."
Yan Zhiyun: "..."
Lotte: "Vanilla Chocolate."
Yan Zhiyun: "You are allergic, and ice is not suitable for you."
Letian disappointed: "Oh."
Yan Zhiyun turned his head and exhaled, shook his head slightly, and called Min Liang after closing the door, "Hey, I'm sorry, I have something to do, probably in the afternoon... or maybe I will go back to the studio at night."
Min Liang was running in the morning wearing earphones, "It's okay, I have a lot of free time."
"Thanks." Yan Zhiyun hung up the phone, resigned himself to driving, and shook his head three times in the car, "What's this called?"
Yan Zhiyun drove to a nearby supermarket, picked a few fresh vegetables from the shelves, passed the freezer and glanced at the ice cream but still didn't buy it, took a bag full and went back to Ming Letian's apartment.
Ming Letian then called to open the door for him, and mouthed a 'shh' to him, "I'm fine, I'm resting at home now."
"I've eaten...a friend will cook for me."
Yan Zhiyun closed the door lightly, and it sounded like Letian was calling his family.
"Annie, don't ask her to come, it's really not necessary, Mom, I really have friends to take care of me."
Ming Letian frowned slightly. He stayed at home after being sick for a few days. His already fair face looked a little sickly white. He turned his face and gave Yan Zhiyun a distressed look, and pointed to the hair in his hand. Telephone.
Yan Zhiyun raised his eyebrows, pointed at himself, and gave Ming Letian a questioning expression.
Ming Letian simply put the phone into Yan Zhiyun's hands.
Yan Zhiyun walked to the kitchen with the things in his hands speechless, "Hello, Auntie."
Ming's mother heard the strange man's magnetic voice on the other end of the phone, she was taken aback for a moment, and then said happily: "Who are you? Are you a friend of Tiantian Baby? What's your name? What do you do? How did you know us Tiantian?" of?"
Yan Zhiyun was confused by a series of questions, and looked at Ming Letian hesitantly. Ming Letian put his hands together and made a gesture of praying to Yan Zhiyun, Yan Zhiyun had to turn his face and said: "My name is Yan Zhiyun, I am in charge This time they are filming the cast of their dance troupe's annual dance."
On the opposite side, Ming Letian suddenly looked at Yan Zhiyun in disbelief.
Yan Zhiyun didn't know what he said wrong, Ming's mother on the phone screamed, "Did our Tiantian baby participate in the annual dance performance?!"
Yan Zhiyun heard that the female voice on the phone seemed to be calling someone in Spanish, her tone was very excited, Ming Letian had already snatched the phone from Yan Zhiyun's hand, and said directly to the phone: "Mom, my friend still has something to do. Tell me, I'll call you next time."
After hanging up the phone, Le Tian looked at Yan Zhiyun with slightly reproachful eyes, "I didn't tell my mother that I was going to participate in the annual dance."
Yan Zhiyun: ...
Le Tian said sadly: "I am like this now, she will be disappointed."
Yan Zhiyun was speechless, and instantly felt that he had done something wrong again.
Letian sighed softly, "I blame myself, I shouldn't eat shrimp, I thought it would be fine to eat a little."
Yan Zhiyun instantly remembered the scene where Ming Letian quickly peeled off a large pile of shrimp shells with his little finger up...
Le Tian: "Hey, it's all my fault."
Yan Zhiyun: ...Stop talking...it's all his fault...