Taste

"Cough, cough, cough," Runyun held back his breath, but still couldn't hold back his cough.

Yanhan sat up, reconfirmed the temperature of the air conditioner, and touched her forehead.

"It's so hot, it looks like I have a fever."

Runyun shook his head, trying to get rid of the dizziness, but his limbs were weak and he couldn't hold any energy.

There was a thick layer of snow outside the window, and it was as bright as day, Yanhan had a panoramic view of her movements, and couldn't stop her heartache: "Lie down a little longer, I'll go find medicine."

"Hmm..." Without the warm embrace, Runyun hugged a corner of the quilt tightly with both hands, curling up habitually.

Yanhan took an apple from the coffee table, took out a thermometer and antipyretics from the medicine box, and hurried back to the room.

"Come on, get up and take the temperature." Yanhan sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking her arched back with his palm.

"Well..." Runyun only responded softly, without any movement.

Yanhan had no choice but to tug on the quilt, good guy, he was gripping tightly again.

"Hey, let go." She pressed Runyun's earlobe, and said helplessly.

Runyun was dizzy, sweated profusely, and couldn't feel the things around him clearly, until this sentence exploded in his mind, and the vaguely remaining memory of the past and the present coincided completely inexplicably.

She struggled to open her eyes, and met the approaching Yanhan.

It was very uncomfortable to be possessed for a long time, so Yanhan simply knelt down on the side, looking at her tenderly: "What's the matter? Be obedient, take a temperature test first."

Run Yun fixedly looked at her with complicated eyes.

Yanhan was stabbed in the eyes, and panicked for no reason.

"During the third and fourth months of the semester, it was rainy for a while, which made me catch a cold."

Yanhan's hands froze, and his expression was a little unnatural. Fortunately, there was no light in the room, "Is it serious?"

Run Yun coughed twice, turned around and hugged her waist, and said in a muffled voice, "It's very serious, I had nightmares all night."

Yanhan's heart softened, he touched his head buried in his lap, and coaxed: "It's okay, now that I'm with you, the fever won't be so serious."

Runyun's big head was raised, with a puzzled expression on his face: "How do you know that I also had a serious fever last time?"

"I..." Yanhan was stuck, "We usually get sick and catch a cold. If we use the word serious, don't we all have a high fever..."

Runyun nodded half-understood, and muttered again: "Actually, it wasn't a nightmare all night. Later, I had a sweet dream. There was a sweet and gentle sister who took care of me and helped wipe my face. Put me to sleep again..."

Yanhan stared at the hour hand of the phone, pretending not to care and humming.

But to Runyun's ears, there were thousands of emotions mixed in this soft response.

Is this intended to be arrogant to the end?

Just when Yanhan was debating whether to confess or not to confess, Runyun became dishonest again.

She twisted and stretched out her arms, clamping the quilt to her chest.

"Don't move, your clothes are sweaty, change your clothes first."

Yanhan wanted to get up, but was pulled back, his slender fingers slowly slid into the gaps between his fingers, and clasped tightly with hers.

"What's the matter? I let you off in the shower, and you have the courage to catch a cold?"

Runyun smiled and asked, "Do you still remember a question I asked a long time ago? When did you say you liked me?"

Yanhan handed her the apple, deliberately not answering: "Come on, eat an apple before taking the medicine."

Runyun turned his head sullenly, but refused to answer: "Okay, let's change the question, will you say that I like you tonight?"

Yanhan suppressed a smile, looked at her angry look, sighed lightly, and took a bite of the red apple: "Probably not."

"What are you..." Runyun was agitated, and couldn't help coughing several times in a row, the eyes were moist from the coughing, and the corner of his mouth couldn't hold back the smile he could barely maintain.

"I love you."

There were only two people in the room, and Run Yun was sure, very sure, even between coughs, his mouth didn't have the energy to spit out such clear three words.

Reflexively expressing doubts is always a few beats faster than ecstasy, the single eyelids are round and round, the neck is stiff and turned to the direction of the voice, "Huh?"

Yanhan smiled, took another bite of the apple, then stuffed it into her hand, bowed his head and kissed the forehead: "I can only say that I love you, liking you is too light, not enough for a ten-thousandth of the love in my heart one."

"Apple is very sweet, eat it quickly."

An apple is life, and two bites are romance.

In the second half of the night, Runyun could no longer feel the discomfort caused by the low-grade fever, the corners of his mouth could not be retracted, his small eyes were narrowed into slits, like a fat man whose belly was being stroked, and he completely forgot one thing with foolish joy.

She didn't think of it until noon of the second day when she woke up in a daze and walked out the door, and ran into Yanhan who came out of the study.

"Are you awake? Are you still dizzy?" Yanhan hugged the book and walked quickly towards the person with an ugly expression.

Runyun was clever, forced a smile on his face: "It's okay, it's okay, it's much more comfortable."

Yanhan nodded, "Come out and drink porridge to warm up your body, and you will need to take medicine later!"

Run Yun hesitated to keep up, glanced at her back from time to time, followed halfway, couldn't hold back anymore, and walked back to the room quickly.

Yanhan walked out of the kitchen with two bowls of pumpkin and millet porridge, while Runyun was standing by the table panting and holding a notebook.

She put down the porridge, wiped her hands with a clean rag, and asked, "Is there anything you want to show me? Why are you leaving in such a hurry."

Runyun smiled and stuffed the book into her arms, "This is my diary. I, I will show it to you."

"Pfft, why do you think I want to read your diary?"

"Because... because, I found yours in the study yesterday."

Yanhan was startled for a moment, then a flash of clarity flashed across his eyes, "Then you know everything?"

Runyun blushed and murmured: "I know everything about me. But, I really didn't look for it on purpose! I just happened to see it, and I'm so curious..."

It's strange that those thoughts that used to be hidden in the corner, always hidden in the heart awkwardly, are suddenly dug out by curious treasure hunters, but they are not annoyed at all.

Maybe, Mu Qingrou is right.I feel that it is a bit difficult to be made public, and I am vaguely looking forward to the day when the person who has been silently moved for so long can understand that heart, that full of hesitation, doubt and struggle, sourness and bitterness, but only one is normal. The eyes and polite concern, and the heart that can be revived with blood.

Runyun looked at the gentle woman in home clothes and an apron around her waist, her long hair was loosely rolled up, her cheeks were stained a light pink by the heat from the pressure cooker, and she looked back at herself with burning eyes.

She stepped forward quickly and hugged her in her arms. After a long time, she choked out a sentence: "Yanhan, I regret it a little. If I was sick back then, I could wake up for a moment and see clearly that you are the one who takes care of me. Shouldn't we use it?" It took two years, foolishly waiting."

Yanhan hugged her back with one hand, stretched the other hand behind her, untied her apron, and said, "I always knew that you chose to go abroad, not for anyone or to hide from anyone, but to really study, for the future We can realize our ambitions. In this case, then in the past two years, we should wait or wait."

"Don't think I don't know. At the beginning, Professor Li wanted to keep you in S University to study for a Ph. D., but you are lucky to come to H City."

Run Yun let go of her embrace in surprise, and asked, "How do you know?"

"I didn't believe what Professor Li said at first. Then you told me that you met me in City H when you returned to China. Isn't this a string together? Besides, I was working in City H, except for my mentor at the time. I didn't tell you, but you actually called me and asked if I could borrow it..."

Runyun coughed dryly, "It's impossible to tell Professor Li, I'm sorry, I can't get your doctorate, I'm going to H city to chase my wife, right?"

"The wife I want to chase is your favorite student back then!"

Yanhan smiled and punched her: "You are the only one with poor mouth."

Runyun dodged it with a smile, and held her hand instead: "Are you admitting it? Wife, wife...wife."

The pumpkin and millet porridge on the table was steaming, and the steam curled up, and it trembled two or three times from time to time with the laughter at the table.The top of the steam follows the direction of the wind and stretches for a long time.

One year later, there are still three hours before the opening of the Spring Festival Gala.

Zhong Jing poked her head out of the closet with two or three pieces of clothing, "Old Xie, Lao Xie, help me see which of these three is more suitable to meet Yanhan's wife."

Xie Zhen looked serious, and looked up to the direction of the voice, "Just the red one, festive."

Zhong Jing's disgusted voice came: "Forget it, forget it, you should read the newspaper, and don't frighten the little girl with a stiff face."

Xie Zhen's expression became even stiffer. He picked up the water glass by the table, but found that he had already finished drinking it. "My expression is too serious?"

"It's okay, I'm used to it, and Yanhan is also used to it, but her daughter-in-law may not get used to it for a while."

Xie Zhen rubbed the center of his brows, and changed his subject: "How do you know that Yanhan is looking for a daughter-in-law?"

Zhong Jing paused while searching for clothes, "Yes, it may also be a son-in-law."

"Old Xie, then you should be more serious. It is very necessary to take good care of this 'son-in-law'."

Outside the door, Runyun kept rubbing his hands together, and stopped Yanhan's hand that was going to knock on the door for the third time.

"That, that, my wife, I am still very nervous."

Yanhan suppressed a smile, and was not in a hurry to knock on the door, and asked, "Well, apart from the fact that you are not familiar with the geographical location of our house, and that the security guard was not very familiar with us when we came in, what makes you nervous now?"

Runyun sneered: "Well, Aunt Zhong, Aunt Zhong is absolutely assured, that is, uncle, is he serious?"

"Tsk, it's really a bit to say that." Yanhan nodded thoughtfully.

Runyun's throat was sore, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Then, what kind of good things do you like to hear uncle, or do you have any hobbies? You can't bear to see your daughter-in-law being bullied, can you?"

Yanhan laughed out loud, if it wasn't for the fact that she was standing at the gate of her own house, she would have laughed out loud.

"Come on, come over here, I'll tell you the cheats for clearing the level."

Runyun approached, and suddenly felt that his fingertips were caught by something cold, Yanhan smiled in a low voice: "The first thing you do when you enter the door is to say, you are my little wife."

After finishing speaking, Yanhan took her hand in his arms, and looked at the pair of rings with satisfaction, "After the Chinese New Year, let's go to the appointed guardianship? Then we have a honeymoon and have a wedding just for the two of us." travel wedding."

Runyun nodded stupidly, it seems that since he was "abducted" to go home to meet his parents, Yanhan had already made arrangements for the rest.

She likes this arrangement very much.

Later, after Dr. Runyun graduated, they returned to S city together.

Yanhan imitated Yuan Muchen and lived a life of a retired second-line "veteran cadre", while Runyun returned to S University to teach.

Later, they adopted a baby son named Xu Muxie.

Later and later, the two have always been in love, sometimes whoever gets angry takes the upper hand.

During those years of secret love and waiting, the two went through the mishaps and immaturity, crossed the trough and finally met at the peak.

(End of the article)