miss a useless name

17.

Yu Yan hung water until seven o'clock in the evening, Lin Qiuhua didn't delay the matter, and went to the school to ask for half a day off for him.Because the next day was the weekend, the homeroom teacher also cared for Yu Yan to have a good rest.

In fact, Yu Yan knew that the main purpose of his mother going to school was to ask Yan Jing about his studies, and to pick up his schoolbag by the way.Before leaving, he must take a look at the honor roll of the monthly exam to confirm that what he said is true, that Cheng Shen is really the first in the grade.

After pulling out the needle, Yu Yan held down the medical tape and followed Lin Qiuhua to pick up the car.

At the beginning of the night, there is a snack street opposite the hospital, mainly for patients and their families to improve their meals.

Yu Yan got into the co-pilot, holding his schoolbag and the hot water bottle Cheng Shen bought in his arms.His face was pale, and he didn't have much strength to pull the seat belt. Although his stomach didn't hurt, it was obvious that he still had a lot of stamina.

He leaned back in the chair, the car drove away from the gate of the hospital, and when he passed the snack street, he smelled the smell of food.

Yu Yan ate cold food at noon, and vomited twice while fetching water in the afternoon. At this moment, his stomach is empty and he feels hungry.

The phone vibrated slightly in his trouser pocket.

Yu Yan glanced at Lin Qiuhua who was driving from the corner of his eye, and pretended to be casual and took out his mobile phone to mess around.

Indicates a new message.

Yu Yan was a little hesitant, the cold white light from the screen entered his shrunken pupils, and instantly turned into some kind of secret expectation.

He clicked on it, and there was a line of refreshing words.

"returned home?"

Yu Yan buckled the phone back, the light and shadow suddenly went out, and the vehicle merged into the evening rush hour, passing through all kinds of taillights.

He hesitated, wondering if he should reply after such estrangement.But he was carrying presents, a hot water bottle in his arms, and Cheng Shen sent him to the hospital in the afternoon. All kinds of concerns were not fake. Yu Yan was soft-hearted, but he was always worried about being teased again, and he didn't know how to respond.

Thinking about it a few times, killing time.The slightly sweaty palm was stained with water stains on the fuselage. During this silence, the phone vibrated again.

This time there was no waiting, Yu Yan clicked on the text message, and Cheng Shen still sent: "Is it better, have you eaten yet?"

He didn't know what kind of mood the opposite Cheng Shen was in. He figured it was late and self-study had already started, what was that man thinking, if he wanted to be cold, he would be completely cold, why bother to care about him again.

Yu Yan made up his mind and ignored it again.

His heart was in a mess, and his lower abdomen seemed to feel something, and it began to churn vaguely again.But at the same time, he was also apprehensive. Is it inappropriate for him to be so indifferent?If he doesn't get a response, will Cheng Shen just drink up the closed door and stop talking to him?

The more Yu Yan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, his mouth was bitter, so he took a few mouthfuls of mineral water from his bag.

Lin Qiuhua looked at him in surprise: "You don't feel bad anymore, do you still drink cold?"

With a "buzz", the phone vibrated for the third time.

Yu Yan didn't even care about his mother, so he clicked on it immediately. There were only four words: "Yu Yan, reply."

He was completely dumbfounded, overwhelmed by the momentum across the screen, he poked his fingers involuntarily, and made up an unsophisticated reason: "I just fell asleep, on the way home."

The mobile phone animation is a letter flying from one mailbox to another, a green checkmark appears, and a lame lie is delivered to Cheng Shen.

Yu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and the shoulder blades that were still raised due to nervousness slowly fell back.

Cheng Shen replied almost instantly: "Are you feeling better?"

Yu Yan moved his fingers: "It's much better."

Cheng Shen didn't know whether it was sincere or perfunctory, he just said, "Remember to take medicine."

Yu Yan said coldly, "Yes."

At this point, there should be no need to continue.

Yu Yan put down his phone, observed the road conditions, and felt it belatedly, his stomach didn't seem to be uncomfortable anymore.

He started talking to Lin Qiuhua: "Mom, what's for dinner?"

Lin Qiuhua replied: "Let your father cook millet porridge."

"Ah." Yu Yan blinked, as if he was not satisfied with the food.

Lin Qiuhua laughed at him: "Why didn't I think of this when I was greedy for cold, bear with it."

Yu Yanxin said, I'm not greedy for cold, I haven't even touched the side of ice cream until now.

In the past 5 minutes, Yu Yan has returned to calm. He has nothing to do and clicks on the Snake on his phone.

It's a mindless little game that anyone can play with ease. Yu Yan's snake can already circle the screen for a circle, and it's about to eat the food next to the wall.

- "You have a new message"

"Duang", the snake hit his head and died.

Yu Yan vented his breath through his nostrils, and exited to check what spam messages it was. This day, no one was looking for him except Cheng Shen and 10086.

It turned out that it wasn't a phone bill reminder, and the sender was still Cheng Shen.

"Do you like the bookmark?"

Yu Yan subconsciously pressed the small pocket under the schoolbag, and felt the shape of the velvet box through the cloth.

He likes it, he likes it at first sight, but just by looking at the box, he knows it's not cheap, so he can't accept it casually.

So I said something against my will: "I don't want it, I will return it to you on Monday." I didn't say a word about whether I liked it or not.

Cheng Shen was like a roundworm in his belly, and the next sentence came: "Don't be fooled by the box, my mother bought earrings as a gift, I just borrowed them."

Yu Yan pursed his lips, raised the end of his eyes imperceptibly: "Then I don't want it either."

Pretty tsundere.

Cheng Shen then confessed: "The material is copper, but it is troublesome to make it by hand, and it is not worth money."

Yu Yan grasped the point very keenly: "You did it?"

After asking, I felt that I was being passionate. Buying, finding someone to make, and going to the store to order, all of which required troublesome manual work. Why did Cheng Shen need to do it by himself, let alone what he is, a friend who wants to keep a distance, how can Cheng Shen be worth it? Deeply troubled.

There is no undo function for text messages, Yu Yan repents, and the tips of his ears turn red.

In the next reply, Cheng Shen avoided talking about it: "Do you like it?"

Yu Yan's heart sank, secretly thinking that it was so.

He suddenly lost interest: "Thank you for your kindness, I can't accept it."

After waiting for a while after posting, Cheng Shen didn't reply.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yu Yan finally arrived home.

He was hungry, and after his symptoms eased, he gained an appetite, so he drank three bowls of millet porridge in one go.

After eating, I went to take a shower, changed my sweaty school uniform, put on a loose T-shirt and shorts, and went back to my room.

Lin Qiuhua told him to go to bed early tonight.

Yu Yan was indeed weak, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep after cleaning up, after a while Lin Qiuhua made a hot water bottle to warm his stomach.When he was in a daze, he was still thinking about Cheng Shen, and he roughly recalled today, and he also remembered the few text messages at night clearly.

Yu Yan buried himself sideways in the quilt, with half of his face sunk into the pillow, and there was also Cheng Shen in his dream.

The room was very dark, the heavy curtains were drawn, and there was not even daylight.

I don't know what time it is, but Yu Yan's cell phone beside the pillow starts to vibrate.

He has always slept very lightly. Today is because he took the medicine, his mind is dizzy, and the phone vibrated for a long time before it responded.

Yu Yan was not sober, his movements were all subconscious, he pressed the answer button without even looking at the caller, and when he spoke, his voice was hoarse and sleepy: "Hello?"

The other party seemed to be stunned by his voice, and asked after a few seconds of slowness: "...are you asleep?"

Yu Yan responded, arched his waist, and the hot water bottle attached to his stomach dropped to a comfortable temperature, and he hugged it into his arms: "What time is it?"

"09:30." A sigh came from the other end of the phone: "Sorry for waking you up, go back to sleep."

Yu Yan muttered, the screen was too bright, and the moment he opened his eyes, he suddenly fell asleep.Glancing at the phone, Yu Yan suddenly sat up from the bed: "Cheng Shen?"

He leaned forward and turned on the bedside lamp, shocked by the sudden call in the middle of the night: "Why did you call me..."

Cheng Shen smiled briefly, probably recognizing Yu Yan's confusion before.

"I'm asking if you're okay." Cheng Shen said, "I called you as soon as I got home and put down my schoolbag. I forgot that you might be sleeping, sorry."

Yu Yan sat up, bent his legs, and supported his knees with his arms. When he didn't know what to say, he always liked to bite his nails, and he bit gently. He was very gentle in everything he did.

"It's ok."

Cheng Shen paused, hearing that the sleepiness in Yu Yan's voice had subsided.He regretted making the call a little bit. The man was sick and should have slept peacefully until dawn.But he also had selfish intentions, and selfishly wanted to say a few more words to Yu Yan.

"You..." Cheng Shen asked hesitantly, "Are you still sleeping?"

Yu Yan picked at the patterns on the quilt, as if he was thinking about how to answer.Cheng Shen was not in a hurry, he just waited without Yu Yan making a sound, listening to the sound of breathing would also satisfy him.

After a long silence, Yu Yan said slowly, "I'll sleep again later."

Cheng Shen got what he wanted, but his heart softened. Yu Yan's compromise made him feel like a villain even more.

So I have to intensify my efforts to ask for an answer: "Do you like that bookmark?"

Yu Yan tilted his head slightly, and the bookmark was placed on the corner of the desk.He won't lie. After listening to this question twice, he couldn't escape it.

He felt that he was worthless and ashamed.Hiding his head in the crook of his arm, he heard a muffled "hmm".

Cheng Shen's handful of cotton wool was ignited by the fire, burning the tip of his heart hot.He asked like a villain: "Would you like to stay?"

Yu Yan seemed to be even more confused. He was never so confused when doing physics problems. In other words, this question was more like a right or wrong judgment. He knew that there were only two answers, but the question surface was ambiguous, making it difficult for people to start. .

Cheng Shen seemed to see his embarrassment, let him go mercifully, and said softly on the phone: "Yu Yan, lie down first."

The voice contained a slight electric current, but it seemed intimate and ambiguous because it was close to the ear.Yu Yan followed suit in a strange manner, and only after touching his head to the pillow did he ask back, "How do you know I'm sitting?"

Cheng Shen smiled: "When you got up, the hot water bottle fell off."

Yu Yan felt ashamed of being exposed, afraid of being heard by Cheng Shen again, he carefully pulled up the hot water bottle that had fallen between his legs.

Cheng Shen asked him, "Is that the one I bought?"

Yu Yan responded in a low voice.

"Why are you willing to take this?"

Yu Yan thinks that Cheng Shen really likes to play tricks, which is no different from asking "would you like to leave a bookmark".

Feeling angry, he slipped the hot water bottle out of the quilt, with the sound of water shaking, Yu Yan threw the things aside.

Cheng Shen's ears were really bright, and he immediately realized what Yu Yan had done, and backed down: "Hey, put the hot water bottle away, I won't tease you anymore."

Yu Yan didn't say a word, but he was easy to coax. As soon as the other side gave in, he became softer.

"Is it ready?"

Yu Yan touched the lines on the hot water bottle: "Yes."

He really didn't talk much, and the courage to stand out was pushed back into the shell by Cheng Shen's estrangement for a week.

After being silent for a while, Yu Yan didn't intend to speak. Sometimes he would get tired of himself like this. He was stupid and couldn't speak, and he didn't know how to maintain a relationship. If he was Cheng Shen, he wouldn't want to be friends with him.

"Yu Yan." Cheng Shen shouted, probably not knowing what to say.

Quite boring, Yu Yan said: "Yeah."

Cheng Shen probed again: "Yanyan?"

Yu Yan was speechless, feeling like they were calling a child if they were stacked together like this.

"Why," he said dissatisfied, "don't bark."

Cheng Shen paused for a few seconds, as if he had made up his mind, and then confessed: "Actually, that bookmark..." To his death, he would be embarrassed: "It is indeed me..."

He didn't finish, but Yu Yan understood, and finished for him with understanding: "You did it?"

Before waiting for an answer, Yu Yan couldn't lie down anymore.He rolled over and got out of bed, making a lot of noise, almost throwing himself on the table.Thinking that the bedside lamp was too dark, he turned on the desk lamp and took out the bookmark from the box.

In the afternoon, he didn't look at it carefully, he liked it at a glance, and put it down thinking he couldn't have it.Now hold it in your hand and look at it against the light.

The bookmark is very delicate, and the arc is smooth at first glance, and the outline is perfect.But if you look carefully, you will find that there are some flaws in the hollowed out part, probably because Yunhe is too cumbersome to polish, and the turning joints are not handled well.

Suddenly, Yu Yan's eyes were fixed, and his thumb brushed the fan-shaped end, the joint of the long chain, and the word "言" was neatly engraved.

"Yu Yan, are you looking at the bookmark?"

"Yes." Yu Yan seemed to be hit on the heart by a small hammer, and this time he asked without pausing: "Why?"

Cheng Shen pretended to be calm: "I promised you."

"Buy one, or ask someone to do it, it looks better than yours, why do you want to do it yourself?"

Yu Yan was rarely so straightforward, so Cheng Shen was speechless when he opened his mouth.What he said is reasonable, go to the mall to buy, find someone to order, both are more beautiful than the ones made by yourself.But Cheng Shen didn't hear dislike or dislike in Yu Yan's words. That person was simple and generous, and he was only looking for an answer, unlike himself who was plotting evil.

Cheng Shen thought for a while, and picked a fairly common reason: "This is my heart." He made a pun, betting that Yu Yan didn't understand.

Yu Yan did not think deeply, and asked again: "Is it difficult to do this?"

Cheng Shen breathed a sigh of relief, and replied: "It's a little bit, carving that pattern is quite troublesome." He smiled as he recalled: "I have done a lot of things wrong, and one of them came to the end, and all the previous efforts were wasted."

Yu Yan saw that the production was cumbersome, but he didn't expect Cheng Shen to do so much.To be honest, he had never received such a thoughtful gift.

"You're so busy studying, where do you find the time?"

Cheng Shen said: "I spent a week's lunch break and evening self-study, this store is on the Huaiyang Road side, quite far, otherwise it will be too late."

Huaiyang Road is in two directions from Cheng Shen's house.

It turned out that during the week when he went home alone, Cheng Shen was preparing gifts for him.

Yu Yan was almost subdued: "Why did you remember to make a bookmark?"

"Ding Zi was chasing girls before, so he made a beautiful little chain at his house. I think you like to read books, and you can use it often as a bookmark, so I asked for the address."

Yu Yan nodded: "Oh."

After a few words, Cheng Shen could hear Yu Yan's softening, took advantage of the victory, and said the ultimate purpose of the phone call: "Yanyan, since I gave you something, don't give it back to me." He shouted so disgustingly, But Yu Yan loves to listen: "Leave the bookmark as an apology, forgive me, okay?"

Yu Yan retreated to the side of the bed, gripping the trouser legs with his fingers and rubbing them vigorously.He was coaxed to feel comfortable physically and mentally, his scar healed and he forgot the pain. After a long time, he hummed softly, revealing a sense of pride: "Yeah."

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