Dedicated to the silly little white artist

180 six

The medicine made Bai En's footsteps weak, and he saw his long shadow cast on the brown floor, as if he would stand up at any moment and rush towards him...

The room was very dirty, Bai En found a random place to sit on the wall, Zheng He looked back and saw that Bai En was safe, and went to the sofa to get up after busy work as soon as he entered the room.

Bai En tilted his head and looked at Zheng He, and suddenly a thought flashed in his mind. He raised his arm slightly, and the shadow on the ground also raised his arm, which happened to blend with the head of Zheng He's shadow who was squatting on the ground to pick up a rag. Hold it slowly, in Bai En's eyes, Zheng He looked at him in astonishment, his head was squeezed little by little in his hand, yellow and white brains flowed out of his hand, the taste was fishy and sweet, he stretched out his tongue to lick it clean With the liquid on his hands, he gently pushed away Zheng He's clothes, which fell on the ground and twitched, including a white shirt, black jeans, and cotton boxers. Finally, he put his face on Zheng He's lovely, hairless SZQ, naked from top to bottom, his brown lower body tremblingly stood up in his hands, but his master was already dead...

"Mr. Bai."

Bai En woke up suddenly, looking at the person in front of him impatiently, his vision was a little blurred by the overdose of drugs, he leaned forward, Zheng He's face that he will never remember was reflected in him retina.

Bai En was taken aback.

Zheng He, isn't he dead?

Zheng He came over and half hugged Bai En, lifted him up, and said, "I've cleaned up the sofa, where can you sit?"

Bai En was still immersed in the disappointment of the news that 'Zheng He is not dead', he didn't find anything abnormal in his thinking, or in other words, the sick Bai En was abnormal from beginning to end.

Zheng He gently put Bai En on the sofa.

Bai En smiled at him: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

180 seven

Bai En lay on the sofa, and it wasn't until the effect of the tranquilizer passed that he vaguely remembered what the hallucination he had just seen was.

He pursed his lips, regretting in his heart.

Fortunately, his limbs were weak at that time, otherwise he really didn't know what he would do.

After Zheng He cleaned up the room, the cat didn't know what he was doing in the kitchen. The image of Zheng He's brain bursting and falling on the floor kept flashing in Bai En's mind. He leaned on the wall and walked to the kitchen door.

Zheng He poked his head out from the corner of the kitchen, Bai En's head was empty, he was just tormented by the fragment in his heart and wanted to make sure that Zheng He was safe by his side, when he was swept by Zheng He's big eyes, he paused After a while, he smiled and said nothing: "What are you doing?"

Zheng He didn't see Bai En's ever-changing thoughts at all, and said foolishly and seriously: "Why are you here?"

Bai En paused again.

He had never done anything to worry about others, and he didn't know how to tell Zheng He the lingering image in his mind, and said frankly 'I'm worried about you', so what Bai En said was ——"I'm a little thirsty, give me a glass of water."

"Oh," Zheng He put down the kitchen knife, washed the vegetable leaves on his hands and poured a glass of water for Bai En, not forgetting to remind carefully: "The water is a bit hot, be careful."

Seeing that he didn't need his help in the kitchen, Bai En dragged his body and turned around instead of going back to the sofa. Instead, he leaned against the door panel and closed his eyes, trying to control his thoughts.

Opening his eyes by accident, Zheng He was putting the bowl on the table. He and Bai En looked at each other for a while, nodded with a smile, and continued to turn around and enter the kitchen.

Bai En's expression became very strange.

When Zheng He glanced at it just now, his heart felt as if it had been burned by something, it was soft and scorching hot.

180 eight

Bai En originally thought that he and Zheng He's treatment would have a long break-in period.

In fact, he found that no grinding was needed at all.

He and Zheng He seemed to have known each other in previous lives, but it was just a small gesture of Zheng He that he might not be able to discover, Bai En knew what the other party was thinking, and Bai En believed that Zheng He knew himself in the same way.

Bai En only ate a few noodles for lunch, and Zheng He helped him into the master bedroom on the second floor. The stairs have been specially treated, and there are grooves in every handrail, so that Bai En will not lose his strength and fall.

Zheng He suddenly lowered his head and smiled for a while, Bai En didn't understand why, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Zheng He said: "You said that the facilities here are so thoughtful for you, why can't we let the two of us clean up the room before coming in? I have to do it myself."

Bai En thought for a while, and said: "I didn't explain this matter well, and I haven't been here before."

Zheng He quickly said: "It's not your fault, this matter is not your fault at all, it's your subordinate's problem, and it has nothing to do with you."

Bai En rubbed his lips against the side of Zheng He's face, he liked the feeling of touching Zheng He's skin very much, the warm touch was very comfortable.

Zheng He's movements were stiff because of Bai En's movements, and he glanced at him reproachfully until he helped him onto the bed, and said, "Stay honest, don't move your hands."

Bai En said with a smile: "I haven't touched you yet, maybe you still want to..."

Zheng He interrupted him and asked, "Do you think you can beat me now?"

Bai En sat up from the bed with his arms propped up, and said, "Then you try."

Zheng He poked Bai En's arm socket with a finger, Bai En lost his strength and fell down on the bed again.

Zheng He said: "Stay well, when do you take your medicine?"

Bai En was not annoyed by Zheng He's actions, and shook his head with a smile: "I don't know."

Zheng He raised his forehead: "Okay, I'll call Sang Bei later, you go to sleep first."

Seeing Zheng He get up, Bai En raised his arms to wrap around Zheng He's wrist, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go downstairs." Zheng He said: "I haven't cleaned up the bowls just now, and some of your straps. I have to go and install them."

"Those are not in a hurry." Bai En said: "Stay here for now."

Zheng He said: "All right, I'll watch you fall asleep, go to sleep, Baby Bai."

Bai En raised his hand and patted Zheng He's forehead lightly, saying: "It's not big or small, I will fall asleep in a while, and you are not allowed to leave, do you hear me?"

Zheng He hesitated because of Bai En's words: "Mr. Bai, how do you feel about yourself now?"

"No strength." Bai En replied.

Zheng He said: "I'm not talking about this, but you feel it in your head." He couldn't continue speaking, and stretched out his hand to circle his head to signal Bai En.

Bai En said, "Hehe, do you think I'm abnormal?"

Zheng He suddenly felt a little cold all around, he frowned, and said: "Mr. Bai, please don't smile so gently, if I can feel it, why do you still ask you, I feel... well, say no Good feeling."

Bai En put his hands on Zheng He's waist and said with a smile, "Is that so, are you scared?"

The raised eyebrows of the man made the feeling Zheng He felt more and more uncomfortable. Zheng He resisted the feeling of scalp numbness, smirked twice, and said, "What am I afraid of you, I just feel that you are suddenly clinging to me , it feels a bit weird, okay, okay, let’s not talk about this, you need a rest now, go to sleep quickly.”

"Then you are not allowed to leave here."

"I won't leave, don't worry." Zheng He coaxed patiently.

Bai En closed his eyes.

Zheng He felt that taking care of the somewhat abnormal Mr. Bai was more tiring than working overtime for a week.

Bai En held Zheng He's hand, and fell asleep under the influence of the medicine. Zheng He listened to his even breathing, and a little painedly adjusted the pillow under Bai En's head, so that he could sleep more peacefully.

Until now, he didn't know what kind of disease Bai En had.

180 nine

Bai En didn't sleep well.

He could even feel the warmth of Zheng He's handshake with him.

It's been many years since Bai En woke up in the middle of the night, staring at Zheng He's profile or outside the window until dawn.

Bai En's mind has been playing back and forth like a player for his mother to put down "Wuthering Heights". His long chestnut hair was slightly curled up on his chest. He tried his best to raise his head to see his mother's appearance clearly, but he couldn't see her face no matter what. unclear.

His mother was an elegant woman with long chestnut hair, and she was warm, just like Zheng He.

After an unknown amount of time, Bai En opened his eyes.

He was sore all over, the result of the glucose suspension during this period.

Zheng He obediently remained next to Bai En, lying on his chest and sleeping soundly.

Bai En hugged Zheng He back.

Today is the first day of treatment.

There was the sound of stones hitting outside the window, and strands of a woman's long hair appeared on the ceiling.

190

The villa is located on the mountainside, and after eight o'clock in the evening, it was pitch black outside the window.

Zheng He had lived in the city for a long time, and he felt panicked looking at the dark and unlit window, so he helped Bai En change his clothes and went upstairs and downstairs to draw the curtains.

Bai En had taken the medicine and was leaning on the stairs. Zheng He bent down and asked him, "Can I have something to eat now?"

Bai En said, "I don't want to eat."

Zheng He disagreed: "If you don't want to eat, you have to eat a little, because you are sick."

Bai En laughed: "Then what are you asking me for?"

Zheng He said brazenly: "That's fine, I won't ask any more questions in the future."

Bai En sighed: "Zheng He, don't you realize that your attitude towards me is not good at all?"

Zheng He imitated Bai En's appearance and sighed, but Bai En's temperament was there, and the sigh was very elegant. On the contrary, Zheng He had a head of soft curly hair, and it was really nondescript to make such a mature appearance.

Zheng He said: "Mr. Bai, if you can be a little more sensible and know what to do to benefit yourself, I still want to offer you like an ancestor before."

Bai En smiled lightly, teasing Zheng He like a pet, and said, "How can you offer me?"

"Hey, hello," Zheng He has a lot to say when he mentions this: "You said you asked me to call at a fixed time throughout the day, isn't I doing well? Call you when you are eating, and call you when you are sleeping. , Even when I went to the toilet, I reported it in advance, how perfect it was done."

Bai En said: "Since you haven't been on the phone 24 hours a day, this matter doesn't count."

Zheng He's face was stinky: "Mr. Bai, are you being unreasonable?"

Bai En smiled: "What do you say?"

Zheng He:"……"