Flight of the Bumblebee

The bicycle was parked downstairs in the rental house, and He Qi woke up when he heard a screeching sound of brakes. Xing Yan stepped on the ground to support the car.He noticed that He Qi's head was off his back, and he knew he had woken up.

He Qi let go of his hand and got out of the car.

Xing Yan leaned the car against the wall, took out the key chain from his pocket, opened the anti-theft door in the stairwell, led the car in, and He Qi followed.

"Are you going to move the bicycle upstairs?" He was completely dazed and began to say something that didn't make sense.

Xing Yan took the bicycle into the corridor and locked it up, and said to He Qi: "Just put it here, let's go up quickly."

He Qi nodded silently. His face was abnormally rosy, his eyes were wandering and blurred, and his body was unstable. Xing Yan walked over, poked his forehead again, and murmured softly: "It seems that the fever is still very severe..."

He Qi grabbed his arm and stabilized his body, he said: "Farewell, hurry up, I have a thermometer in the medicine box." After finishing speaking, he walked up the steps on his own, Xing Yan followed him Later, he kept asking him if he was okay, and if he was uncomfortable in other places, which made him almost bored to death.

After finally climbing to the top of the building, He Qi never felt that the place where he usually lived was so difficult to climb. The steps he was used to walking seemed to be more than doubled. He walked out of breath, and the road seemed to be difficult and dangerous.

As soon as He Qi entered the room, he went straight to his big bed, and lay down carelessly without changing his clothes.Xing Yan found his medicine box from the cabinet, the one he had cleaned up his wound before, he knew where he put it.He found the thermometer and used it for He Qi. It was 38 degrees five, which was okay, not too bad.Xing Yan frantically picked out all the antipyretics, and didn't know which one to give He Qi, feeling very anxious.Lying on the bed, He Qi heard him beside him, and couldn't help saying, "I still have medicine in my bag, pour me a glass of water."

Xing Yan brought the medicine and poured hot water, watched him take it, and asked him submissively: "What should I do now?"

He Qi was sitting on the bed with a cup of hot water in his hand. When he heard Xing Yan's words, he was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "What should I do? Aren't you going to work?"

Xing Yan said: "I asked for leave this afternoon."

How puzzled: "It's me who's sick, not you..." However, once a person gets sick, no matter how strong a person is usually, they will become weak at this time. He Qi opened his mouth and didn't continue talking, but took the The cup was returned to him, and he lay back on the bed, and said in a low voice, "Forget it, you can do whatever you want."

Xing Yan put the cup back on the table, came over and gently shook He Qi who had closed his eyes awake, and said to him: "He Qi, He Qi, get up and change your clothes."

He Qi also felt that it was inappropriate for him to sleep in a shirt and trousers. He struggled to sit up from the bed. The side effects of taking the medicine made him drowsy, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his arms.Xing Yan saw him sitting there blankly, with his eyes straight and motionless, so he stretched out his hand and unbuttoned his shirt one by one.He Qi raised his arms a little, and took off his clothes in coordination.Xing Yan held the shirt he had taken off in his hand, hesitating whether to take off his trousers as well.I saw He Qi lying back on the bed, reached out and unbuttoned his belt, twisted his waist, pulled the pants off his legs, and threw them on the ground, lying flat on the bed wearing only a pair of old boxers. Two bare legs and a naked chest were exposed to the air.

Xing Yan picked up the trousers he dropped, put them on the back of the chair together with the shirt.

He slowly sat back on the bed, put his hands on He Qi's side, and turned to look at him.

He Qi lay on the bed with his limbs spread out at first, maybe because he felt a little cold, he curled up on his side and fell asleep.

Xing Yan put his hands on his shoulders and shook him gently, but he didn't wake up.

Xing Yan covered him with a thin quilt and wiped his face with a wet towel.He Qi suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him, Xing Yan's hand stopped in mid-air.His heart was pounding, his fingertips were trembling, and his eyes became embarrassed when he made contact with He Qi. Even though there were thousands of troops in his eyes, they were defeated at that moment.

He Qi moved his lips: "I'm cold."

As if frightened, he let go of the thing in his hand, and the wet towel hit He Qi's face with a "snap".He Qi was caught off guard by the attack and looked at him sullenly.Xing Yan realized that he had done something wrong, he hurriedly took off the wet towel from He Qi's face, said sorry to him, and walked towards the small kitchen with the towel.I don't know if it was because of his absent-mindedness, Xing Yan knocked over the chair where the clothes were placed, and dropped the towel on the ground. He Qi looked at his busy back and silently shook his head and sighed in his heart, just like an elder in the clan facing someone Like the sons and grandchildren of incompetent people.

He put the washed wet towel back on He Qi's forehead, and He Qi said to him again: "I'm cold."He hurriedly opened the closet, took out the thick quilt that He Qi had covered in winter, and said he wanted to cover it for him.He Qi almost jumped up from the bed and gave his head a hard thump.His voice was hoarse, so he could only suppress his voice and say: "Take a thin one, take a thin one." Xing Yan covered him with the quilt he usually used, and He Qi coughed twice, thinking that he could finally sleep well When he was sleeping, from the corner of his eye, he saw Xing Yan squatting beside his bed like a big dog, staring at him so hard that his scalp went numb.

"What... what are you doing?" He turned to look at him and asked.

Xing Yan looked down at him, "I...I'm here to guard you..."

"Then you just watch it." As soon as the medicine took effect, He Qi lost the last bit of strength. After saying this, he wrapped himself in a quilt and fell asleep.

This sleep lasted until night, and when he opened his eyes from the bed, there was a leaky roof in front of him, dripping water dripping down.He just woke up, before he had time to react to the surrounding sounds, he turned his head and found Xing Yan's figure in this room.

He was uncovered and fell asleep beside him.

The dried towel fell from his forehead, and He Qi touched his head, the temperature had already dropped.It seems that Xing Yan took care of him for a while, but he didn't know what time it was.

He turned his eyes to look at the window. It was dark outside, and a blue flash suddenly visited, followed by a deafening thunder.He Qi opened his eyes wide on the bed, if it wasn't for his lack of strength, he would have screamed out a long time ago.

"Mom - it's thundering and raining outside!" he yelled in his heart.

Xing Yan was woken up by a coughing sound, he sat up from the bed, He Qi curled up and panted like a shrimp, his face flushed from coughing.Xing Yan was terrified, thinking that he had a fever again, so he quickly got out of bed and got a wet towel to cover him, but He Qi gently pushed him away, he looked at him and asked, "What time is it?"

Xing Yan glanced at the clock on the table, turned to him and said, "It's one o'clock."

"Did I sleep twelve hours?"

He nodded.

"No wonder I feel hungry."

"I cooked porridge for you." He just stood up when He Qi pulled him back.

"I don't want to eat right now."

Xing Yan sat down by the bed again.

"Let me ask you," He Qi looked at him and asked, "Have you been taking care of me during this time?"

Xing Yan nodded silently, and He Qi smiled: "You are like... like my mother. When I was young, I had a fever and a cold, and my mother took care of me all night like this."

He put his hand on He Qi's forehead, and the fever was indeed subsided, he finally calmed down, and said to He Qi: "Go to sleep, the cold will be cured after you fall asleep."

He Qi blinked and said to him: "It's thundering outside, I can't sleep, you can talk to me."

"What do you want me to say to you?"

He Qi lifted the quilt from his body, patted the place next to him, and said to Xing Yan: "Come here, lie here."

He only had a pair of boxer briefs on his body, which was a little wet with sweat. Xing Yan said wait, I will wipe your body.He put the basin of hot water on the head of the bed and soaked the towel in it.He Qi was inexplicably happy lying on the bed. He said that he had never been taken care of so considerately since he grew up. Come, come, hurry up and help me wipe my body.He lay flat on the bed in a large font, still sniggering in his heart that this was the emperor's treatment, but he didn't know that in the eyes of others, He Qi was just a piece of fish that put himself on the cutting board, he didn't realize it, and felt it was funny.

Xing Yan put the water-soaked towel on his chest to wipe it off, laughing so hard, he turned around while clutching his stomach, and said to Xing Yan, "I'll do it myself." He took the towel in Xing Yan's hand, After wiping her body a few times, she took off the boxer underwear and threw them on the ground, not forgetting to tell Xing Yan: "Don't touch it, bring the clean underwear from my closet."

Xing Yan was bending down to help him pick it up, but he hesitated after hearing what he said: "Don't let me touch it, throw it on the ground overnight, no...it's not very good."

"You must take it to wash, I don't want you to help me wash my underwear."

"What's this."

"It feels weird."

"You have ghosts in your heart."

"You have ghosts in your heart."

He had no choice but to stand up, find clean underwear and pajamas in the closet for He Qi, and let him put them on on the bed.

Perhaps it was because he was in such good spirits after sleeping for more than ten hours that he couldn't fall asleep after putting on clean clothes.There was thunder outside, and He Qi lay on the bed and said to Xing Yan, "Let's sleep together tonight." He was afraid of thunder, and he didn't want Xing Yan to know, so he had to say that he couldn't sleep, and asked him to come up and talk with him.

Xing Yan lay down straight on the empty seat next to him, and the two of them stared at the roof like dead bodies, and they agreed to talk for a while, but they didn't know what to say.It was Xing Yan who spoke first. He lay on his side, facing He Qi, pointed to the hole in his earlobe and asked, "How did this come about?"

He Qi touched the place he was pointing at, and said to him: "Oh, you said this. When I was young, I had a cold and a fever, and injections and medicines didn't work. My mother found a village witch and said that it would be fine to prick it with a needle. You pierced my ear, and the disease is cured. You see, the hole has not been closed until now, it is ugly, like a girl, and I don’t wear earrings.” He turned the ear piercing out and gave Xing Yan watched, still complaining.

"Men can get their ears pierced too," he said.It turned out that it was not evidence of treason, but it was exactly what he thought it was.

There was only a small night light left in the room, which hung vaguely on the wall, illuminating the dimly lit room.Thunder blared, and lightning kept visiting their house. It happened that the bed was by the window again, and the blue light flashed thrillingly.After He Qi said a few words, he lost his energy again.Xing Yan watched him carefully at night, with his ears pressed against the pillow, as if he could hear He Qi's heartbeat coming from the collapse of the bed amidst the roaring thunder.

"Plop-plop-"

It seemed to belong to him too.

His face was full of concern, for some reason.

Xing Yan stretched out his hand and touched the pierced ear that he had just pointed out to him just now, as if looking for something to say: "Why can't it be closed after so many years?"

He Qi let him go, and touched it himself, Xing Yan didn't hold back, the two of them seemed to be rushing to touch his ear, and they took turns staying by the ear hole, feeling the slightly raised contact point.He Qi said slowly: "I don't know, it's strange, some things in the countryside are weird."

"Tell me about it." Xing Yan begged.

A bolt of lightning struck, illuminating the whole room as bright as day.

"I don't want to. I'm afraid to scare you when I tell these stories." In fact, I'm afraid of scaring myself, so I'm so brave.

"Then let's not talk about it. Would you like to come over?" Xing Yan probably understood what he was afraid of from his expression.

Why didn't he speak, he moved in and stopped right next to Xing Yan.With someone beside him, he seemed to be relieved, let out a long breath silently, and closed his eyes with a little relief.

"Are you asleep?" Xing Yan asked him in a low voice.

"Yeah." He replied calmly, and fell asleep after a while.

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