Migratory bird

Lin Ye covered himself in the quilt and cried all night, sweating all night, his body relaxed a little, but his body temperature was still high, and the low-grade fever continued to burn his already fragile nerves.He originally wanted to continue to sleep, but he was extremely awake, so he tore himself off the quilt and wanted to go out to buy something to eat.

He briefly washed his body and changed into dry clothes, looked at the mirror for a long time with a completely collapsed expression on his face and opened the door, only to see Zhang Wei sitting by the door.

Zhang Hao was originally in a state of half asleep and half awake. After all, he was really exhausted physically and mentally after such a big scene last night, but he immediately woke up when he heard the sound of Lin Ye opening the door. The tall man blocked the narrow old porch, for fear that the woods would pass him by.

"..." Lin Ye looked him up and down, and said in a low voice, "Are you sick?"

Zhang Zhuo didn't hear clearly, he said softly, "What did you say?"

"I said," Lin Ye stared at him straight, and paused every word, "Are you sick?"

Zhang Zhuo pretended not to hear, he saw Lin Ye's pale face and directly put his hand on his forehead: "You have a fever, are you hungry, I'll buy you anything you want to eat."

"I want to eat Michelin." Lin Ye sneered.

"It may be a bit difficult. My mother has frozen my card completely, and it's too early now." Zhang Jue looked at him fixedly, and took out his pocket, only Zhang Fifty. The steamed buns from the Military Village, although it’s only 60 yuan a cage, it’s the most expensive around here, I’ll go now—”

"Are you sick? Are you fucking sick?!" Lin Ye opened his hand and roared, the fire that had been suppressed for a long time finally broke out completely, "What is this? Are you pitying me? I was the last What were you doing when you liked you?! Let me forgive you at this time? Let me like you again?! It’s too late, Zhang Zuo! Go to hell!”

"You're still sick, Lin Ye, don't be angry, I'll buy you something to eat now..." Zhang Hao wanted to go downstairs after speaking, but was thrown against the wall by Lin Ye's sudden burst of strength.

"Buy?! All your cards have been frozen by your mother, and all your friends have been beaten. What do you use to buy them for me?! The food I want to eat is expensive. I'm picky. What qualifications and status do you have to buy it? "Lin Ye's eyes were dark in bursts, his temples throbbed and his blood vessels ached.

"You can tell me what you want to eat, I will try my best." Zhang Zhuo held the more than 50 yuan tightly, "It should be enough, you are sick, don't refuse to eat."

"Are you really fucking insane... Then what are you doing now, atonement?! Charity? You don't know how to act and play, are you addicted!" "I like you." Zhang Zhuo watched him start seriously Red eye sockets. "Go to the hospital if you're sick, don't fuckin' face me." Hearing this, Lin Ye felt his heart stop for a moment, he waved his hands powerlessly and turned around, wanting to go back to the house.

"Lin Ye." Afraid of irritating him, and even more afraid that he would make things difficult for him, Zhang Zhuo had no choice but to hold on to the hem of his clothes and said carefully, "I'll buy what you want to eat. Your body is important."

Lin Ye didn't speak for a long time.

"...Chen Ji's steamed buns downstairs and Mama Li's soy milk at the corner." He dragged his feet into the house, leaving a gap in the door for Zhang Zuo, which was the last compromise and concession.

Zhang Zhuo and a group of aunts and uncles waited in line for freshly baked steamed buns, then went to buy a bag of fresh soy milk, then went to the nearest pharmacy, and used the remaining money to buy the most expensive fever-reducing medicine.He ran back to the unit building in a hurry, and then tiptoed into Lin Ye's house.

Lin Ye nestled on the sofa, staring blankly at the window, and when he heard the sound, he turned his face to the side and watched Zhang Yan change his slippers familiarly, go to the kitchen to boil water, as if he had lived here for a long time.In the end, warm water, soy milk, steamed buns and medicine were all put on the table in an orderly manner, as if the young master who couldn't even turn on the stove a few years ago was not him.

Lin Ye munched on the xiao long bao. The xiao long bao in city B were all terrible. What impressed him the most was the taste they brought back to him when they competed with Zhang Zhuo. At that time, he just knew what it was like to like, and it just sprouted. The fresh and sweet taste mixed with the taste of hometown warmly pressed his empty stomach.

In the past year since he was admitted to City B, Lin Ye almost ate all the steamed buns in the vicinity, and felt that this one was the most similar to the throbbing that Zhang Zhuo brought back from the travels.

Zhang Zhuo just watched him eat, as if he would be full just by watching him, but unexpectedly his stomach made a sound of disappointment.

"You...you didn't eat?" Lin Ye frowned and put down his chopsticks.

"I bought it as soon as I was impatient," Zhang Wei was most afraid of his expression now, but he didn't want to lie to him, "not to mention buying medicine."

Lin Ye was silent for a long time.

He ate a few more, drank a few sips of soy milk in a gentle manner, and put down his chopsticks: "I don't want to eat."

"You can eat a few more, it's just such a little food, your body won't be able to hold on." Zhang Zhuo was carefully reading the instructions of the antipyretic medicine, hearing what Lin Ye said, he just wanted to coax him to take some more.

"I really can't eat anymore, and I'll feel like throwing up if I eat any more." Lin Ye frowned, "Or throw it away."

"I eat and I eat." Zhang Zhuo raised his eyes to see his expression, but he didn't know what it meant. He found a decent step for them all, "Throw it away and waste it."

Lin Ye thought it was funny that these words would come out of Zhang Zhuo's mouth, and then he fell into boundless sadness. He just looked at Zhang Zhuo quietly, and he watched for as long as Zhang Zhuo had eaten.

Zhang Zhuo seems to have lost weight.

"When did you start arguing with your mother?" He swallowed the medicine and asked hoarsely, "I want to be honest."

"Let's start by buying this suite," Zhang Zhuo drank soy milk with his eyelashes down, it was really delicious.

"When did you freeze your card?"

"It was frozen at that time, but the living expenses were paid as usual."

"now what?"

"Last week."

Zhang Zhuo really answered every question he asked. He didn't lie, but he definitely wouldn't say anything more.Last week should be the time when Lu Zhuo came over, Lin Ye was angry with his appearance, and asked again: "Then how did you spend this time?"

"Ask Lu Zhuo for a loan, but I'm embarrassed to borrow it and rely on your rent." Zhang Zhuo said more at this time, "It's not bad."

He originally thought that Lin Ye would scold him, resent him, and even attack him, but Zhang Zhuo waited for a long time and didn't, and now and then there would be a suffocating silence between them. He raised his eyes timidly, but saw To Lin Ye's increasingly red and swollen eyes.

When Zhang Zhuo saw Lin Ye's red eyes from crying, he felt a corner of his heart collapse. Many ants were gnawing at his wound, densely packed with pain.

"Don't cry." He gently stroked the corners of his red eyes unskillfully, "I am willing."