Has the sick and weak attack lost its horse today?

Yan Ge continued to silence his flags and bow his head, as if he remembered how to breathe after a long time, slowly let out a mouthful of dirty air, and with a forced smile, he said: "Well, let me think about it, think about it...how can I talk to the editor?" They said, I'll tell her about this after I finish the signing, okay? She, she's due soon, the one you've met twice before, and now I say I'm afraid of her..."

Yan Chongzhou kept looking at him while he was talking, as if he was assessing the truth of his words, and in the end he just raised his hand and ruffled his hair on his head, just like he did to Yan Gexu when he was a child.

"Then think about it. I'm going to wash the dishes, and I'll leave after washing the dishes. Go to sleep." Yan Chongzhou got up to clean up the dishes.

"Aren't you staying tonight?"

"The company has something to do tomorrow morning, so we won't stay." Yan Chongzhou paused and explained.

Yan Gexu couldn't say a word of rejection to Yan Chongzhou like that. Although his brother's mood was not like that of his parents, he would write worry and pity on his face, but he listened to Yan Chongzhou across the door. When Chongzhou recounted that experience, he realized that the other party was not panicked.

He wasn't alone in being stuck in place by that experience, but they all worked hard to leave that behind in order to move forward better.

Yan Ge couldn't say anything, couldn't say that if he wasn't allowed to write stories, he wouldn't know the meaning of life, and couldn't say that whether he was sick or fainted, it didn't matter to him at all.

He can't use these words to poke the hearts of those who love him. His parents and elder brother are obedient to him, except for the matter of living, no matter what, they will not give in.

After Yan Gexu came back from abroad, he was extraordinarily self-abiding, and even his temperament was much gentler. Only during this time, Song Ning could match the gentle and elegant teacher Yan on the Internet with the person in front of him.

But Song Ning always felt that something was wrong.

Yan Ge continued that after that night, he never touched electronic products again. He didn't ask him to take his mobile phone or computer. Nesting in the study, reading a book, it was a whole day. After dinner, Song Ning would take him out for a walk according to the instructions. Yan Gexu used to procrastinate every time, but now he doesn't procrastinate anymore. He just wears cotton socks and slippers, Walk around in circles with him in silence.

The atmosphere at home was so depressing that Song Ning wanted to bang bang bang bang against the big wall, rather than this ancestor playing with him like before, why did he feel so cheap?It's not good to have a comfortable life.

Song Ning didn't understand why at all. He woke up that day and went to ask Yan Gexu to get up and eat. Yan Gexu was also as usual, except that he was quieter than usual. After a few days, Song Ning was almost driven crazy by the silence. .

When this ancestor was not torturing others, it turned out that he could really not say a word.

"Brother Xu, don't you...don't write a book recently? I think you haven't turned on your computer for a long time." Song Ning couldn't help asking as he was walking on the road.

"I won't write anymore." Yan Gexu didn't bother to change his shoes before going out, now he was shuffling, and his slippers were clattering on the floor.

"Yes... don't you want to write?" Song Ning still remembered the story the other party told on Baihua's podium.

"No reason, just stop writing. You really talk a lot of nonsense. I've walked around three times, let's go back." Yan Gexu stopped at the door of the house, put his hands in his pockets and didn't want to take them out, motioning Song Ning to take the keys open the door.

Back home, Yan Gexu nestled back on the sofa in the study.

Song Ning warmed up the soup in the kitchen and brought it to him in the study.

"Leave it alone, I'll drink it myself later, you go take a bath and rest." Yan Ge continued without raising his head.

"I'm going to take a shower after you finish drinking." Song Ning's strength also came up, standing in the study and confronting him.

"..." Yan Gexu finally raised his eyes from the book and frowned at him.

Song Ning's toughness was fleeting, and she whispered again: "But Brother Xu, you have lost weight, and you still refuse to be ranked. I suspect that you are lying to me every time you say you have eaten..."

Yan Ge continued to put the spoon away, picked up the bowl of sweet boiled fish soup and drank it down in one gulp, and sent him: "After drinking, let's go."

After Yan Ge continued to drink the bowl of soup, he felt that the book in his hand was hard to read. The phone vibrating on the table made him a little annoyed. He didn't want to look at the phone at all, but Song Ning still chased him persistently Put it where he can see it.

The editor in charge will ask him if he has thought about the subject of the next book.

A teacher I contacted before will ask him how the reference materials look?Do you need any other materials.

The photographer who collects the style will ask him to set the time and place, and ask him in detail what scene he needs?

But he no longer needs them.

Yan Ge continued to laugh at himself. This kind of emotion has not appeared on him for a long time. He knew that something was wrong with him, but he didn't want to move, and he didn't know how to change it.

There was a familiar cramping pain in the stomach again, as if a hand was grasping the organ and kneading vigorously, Yan Ge continued to stand up on his knees, swallowed hard and moved towards the bedroom toilet, almost slammed The moment he got to the toilet, all the soup in his stomach vomited out, and the violent retching couldn't stop. The original delicious fish soup fermented in his stomach and gave off a strange smell that lingered in his throat.

Barely stopping the vomiting, Yan Ge continued to wash his face, looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't help smiling. No wonder Song Ning had the guts to force him to drink soup today. The person in the mirror was indeed thinner than the naked eye. After walking around, others said that heart disease patients tend to get fat and swell easily, but Yan Gexu didn't experience it much. Only when he felt that the shoes squeezed his feet occasionally did he realize that his legs were swollen.

Song Ning came out of the shower and found that his ancestor had moved a little bit, from the sofa in the study to the sofa in the living room, staring at a certain point in a daze.

Song Ning saw that his complexion was not very good, it was pale, and his lips were still bruised, so he asked him aloud: "Can't you breathe? Let's go to the bed and get some oxygen, okay?"

"Fortunately... I'm a little dizzy, don't breathe, I'll just take a break." Yan Gexu slowly leaned on the back of the sofa, heaved a sigh of relief, he wanted to go back to the study to read the chapter after he vomited, but his eyes were black and white Alternately, he didn't see the way clearly for a long time. Before he fell down, he followed the memory and supported the back of the sofa chair, groped and sat down.

Song Ning didn't touch him, and stood beside him cautiously, watching his situation.

Fortunately, after a while, Yan Gexu really recovered. Song Ning pulled the scale out from under the coffee table and signaled Yan Ge to continue weighing.

"Why, this is, it makes me feel like a pig about to be slaughtered, weighing it every week..." Yan Ge continued to complain.

"You haven't weighed for two weeks. I have to fill out the physical condition feedback form. If you don't submit it, President Yan will come here in person." Song Ning was furious.

Yan Gexu had no choice but to stand up for a while, carrying private goods, including two small hot water bottles in his pocket.

"I lost ten catties ah ah, big brother! I'm going to die!" Song Ning cried. He had a big failure in his career as a nurse, taking care of a patient who lost ten catties without his condition getting worse.

"How can this be ten catties, this is 8.9 catties, okay? Don't round it up for me here." Yan Ge continued to squint his eyes and looked at it for himself.

"Brother Xu, I beg you, can you have a good meal? You are going to start the signing this Sunday, and there are three days left, so you can make your face look better, right? Your friend will not go to the signing Is it?" Song Ning has nothing to do with moving anyone, so he can only move out the signing event, hoping that Yan Ge will continue to treat him better.

"The signing will be so soon." Yan Gexu suddenly smiled. After the signing, he probably really wants to say goodbye to the identity of Teacher Yan.

"Bring me my phone, and I'll reply to the organizer's message."