Years old

Qin Di caught a cold.When I woke up, my whole body hurt as if I had been beaten violently.

On days when there was no heating, the school uniform and trousers hadn’t dried out after hanging out overnight, so he could only put on a pair of jeans and move to school top-heavy.

Throughout the morning self-study, Liu Xiaotong listened to Qin Di in the back seat coughing and sneezing, wiped his nose silently, and was so guilty that he dared not turn his head.

Qi Songyan went to the supermarket to buy wet wipes between classes, but Qin Di's nose was still red from blowing.At noon, Tong Chenxing gave him a small yellow croaker, but he couldn't eat it, and his eyes were drooping, looking pitiful.Qi Songyan went to the "treasure box" at the back of the classroom to get a thermometer, and it turned out to be 38 degrees 6, so he started packing his schoolbag without saying a word.

Qin Di grabbed the schoolbag strap and was dragged totters by him: "I'm not going home."

"I didn't tell you to go home and get an injection."

"I don't want to get a shot."

"You think the injection is to buy you candy, do you want to return it?"

Qin Di counted the money in his pocket, and found that he could afford two injections. Originally, he was saving money for such a contingency.But the place he hates going the most is the hospital.

When Jiang Hong gave birth to him, he quarreled with his father Qin Yuan Jiantian. Before the due date, Qin Yuan was so angry that he didn't come home after playing mahjong for three days. In the end, he became pregnant and was sent to the hospital to suffer a day and a night. Qin Di was born.Qin Di has been weak since she was a child, and Jiang Hong almost fell ill as soon as she was paid.In the two years when he was not a few years old, Jiang Hong took him to see a doctor cursing.When Qin Yuan ran away and Qin Di was a little older, he simply bought medicine.When Qin Di was just sensible, he knew that his mother hated him being sick, so he didn't dare to tell when he was sick.He had a fever in the middle of the night in the first year of junior high school, so he went to the kitchen to get half a basin of cold water and put it beside the bed, and used wet compresses on his forehead to physically cool himself down for a whole night. He didn't say anything until Jiang Hong woke up the next morning.

Speaking of the hospital, his eyes were full of scenes of Jiang Hong berating him about how much he spent, or watching him go to play mahjong after getting an injection, leaving him staring blankly at the ceiling.

He and Qi Songyan were in a stalemate for 2 minutes, neither of them giving in. Fortunately, Li Shuai entered the classroom in time.

Qi Songyan pulled Li Shuai out of the door. After a while, Li Shuai came in and patted Qin Di on the shoulder, comforting him: "The temperature is too high. If you procrastinate seriously, you may have to lie at home for a few days. You will get two injections today and tomorrow." , it will be fine soon. Pack up your things and come to my office to take out the door slip."

The whole class watched, no matter how stubborn Qin Di was, he couldn't refuse Li Shuai's kindness, so he raised his head and glared at Qi Songyan, then packed his schoolbag indiscriminately.Qi Songyan also put on his coat and went out with him. As soon as he reached the stairs, Qin Di turned around and asked him, "What are you doing here?"

"Accompany you to get an injection, and let you go by yourself."

"Who asked you to accompany me?"

"Xiao Shuai let it go, it's useless if you don't like it."

Qi Songyan was used to the fact that he only got angry with him, so he immediately put on a face of a reckless rascal, and let him wrestle and walk in front of him, but he followed him with a stern face.The two took out their exit slips and went to the district hospital next to the school.After registering and entering the consultation room, the doctor asked Qin Di about the symptoms and asked Qin Di to go for a blood test.Qin Di thought he had a cold, but it turned out to be a viral cold.The doctor typed up the medical records, prescribed medicine, and wrote the doctor's order in a row, and sent Qin Di to the infusion room with a big wave of his hand.

This wave of flu was raging, and there were only two or three beds left in the huge infusion room, so they walked to the one in the corner tacitly.Qi Songyan hung up the medicine bottle, asked Qin Di to sit by the bed first, took out the thermos cup and paper towels he had brought, put his coat and schoolbag neatly into the storage basket under the bed, squatted down and began to untie Qin Di's shoelaces.

"I'll take it off myself." Qin Di slapped his paws in front of his eyes to stop him, then landed on his heels conveniently and kicked off the shoes.

Qi Songyan rolled his eyes at him, covered him with a quilt, folded the left and right sides, and patted his calf: "Feet."

Qin Di was awkward, but still raised her feet, and waited for Qi Songyan to fold in the bottom edge of the quilt, and then obediently fell into the soft and cold plain white quilt.

Qi Songyan couldn't sit still, he pushed the regulating valve to slow down the infusion speed for a while, and bent down to see if there was any blood on the back of Qin Di's hand.

"Can't you sit down for a while?"

"Talking to me is either a question or a negative sentence." Qi Songyan sat down and beat him to the bone.

Qin Di's eyes widened and his face was sullen: "Qi Songyan!"

"Here, wait until the two bottles are finished before jumping up and hitting my chest."

"Go back to your self-study, and don't bother others when you see you."

"I found out, so I can't spoil you, let me go back after you have been tossing with me, I don't want to lose face?" Qi Songyan slapped him again.

Qin Di inserted the needle in his hand close to him, and the liquid medicine flowed into the blood coldly, stimulating the blood vessels, causing throbbing pains from time to time, so he could only hold his forehead angrily and turn his head away to ignore him.

Qi Songyan knew without asking, sickness, injection, and going to the hospital were not necessarily some words that hit Qin Di's taboo again, and he followed him with many things, so he should be a target.But he doesn't care, it's more comfortable to be scratched by him than to see him sick and drowsy.

The infusion room was too big, and even though the air conditioner was on, he didn't feel warm after staying there for a long time.I used the back of my hand to put Qin Di’s infusion on the hand, and it was cold and stiff, so I went to the nurse’s station and asked for two empty glass medicine bottles filled with hot water, and asked Qin Di for a handkerchief to wrap it up and put it under his palm. Warm, put a nest under his feet for him to step on.Soaked it in hot water with a wet towel, and wiped it several times carefully, bypassing the adhesive tape on the back of his hand.

Qin Di turned his face away and let him go about his business without saying a word. His body, which was just as if he had entered an ice cave, gradually became soft under the heat, and the stimulation of the medicinal liquid was relieved a lot. His face was no longer trying to lose his temper, but he was attracted by the canned food eaten by the children in the next bed, and stared at them without blinking.

When he was very young, although Jiang Hong was very reluctant to take him to see a doctor every time, she would still buy him a small can when he had an injection, feed him the pulp one spoon at a time, and only drink a little for herself. For the remaining sweet water, the remaining glass jar is his water glass, and the sweet taste can be tasted even after several days of filling the water.Later... In fact, there was nothing later.After school, he took physical education very seriously, broadcasting gymnastics standards to the school and even using him as a male lead gymnast for the first time.Although I still suffer from minor illnesses and pains every year, at least I don’t have to get injections every now and then, but I seldom eat canned food anymore.

Those warm scenes in memory are like moon fragments, he put them away one by one in the silver night, but they can no longer be put together into a full round of bright mirror.Maybe it was because the fever was too hot, and the bouts of smoke caused pain in his eye sockets.

Qi Songyan threw the cold wipes into the trash can, thinking that Qin Di was sleeping comfortably while being served by him, but when he saw him staring at other people's cans, he leaned over and said softly: "Look at you being stared at by others, These two mouthfuls were devoured. Shout out 'potatoes', brother Qi Miao will buy it for you."

Qin Di ignored him, so he turned Qin Di's face back with his index finger, but met a pair of red eyes filled with water.Qin Di tightly pursed the corners of his mouth, the hot tears in his eyes seemed to be able to cover his face with a slight shake.

The heart was pierced inexplicably, and the pain broke through the hole and hit suddenly.Qi Songyan wanted to catch the tears in his eyes all the time, but he was afraid of damaging his last strength, so he pulled a tissue at a loss, but didn't know where to start.Qin Di covered her eyes, her fingers became wet instantly.

Qi Songyan really wanted to hold him in his arms and let him release his fragility like all the sick children in this infusion room. No one would laugh at him, let alone blame him.But he was afraid, afraid that the weakness that was accidentally exposed this time would be regarded as a crime of Qin Di's hatred for him, and he would be kicked out of the territory from then on, never to come in again.

I kept telling myself not to frighten him and keep some distance, but I crossed the line several times, was guarded, reprimanded, and finally turned back with perseverance, standing at the origin to see him happy or angry.

Qin Di is a dandelion in his heart, it is a handful of pure white softness when it is carefully held, and it is full of longing when the wind blows it away.

He stuffed the tissue into Qin Di's hands silently, intending to avoid it first and let him cry enough, but when he turned around, Qin Di grabbed his finger, and he turned around and coaxed gently: "Go and throw a handkerchief for you, Be right back."

Moved his palms away, closed his dizzy eyelashes and blinked very slowly, Qin Di whispered two trembling words from his crimson lips——

"Potato…"