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Lin Peiling was taken aback by He Zhao and Yi Shi's running home like this, she pushed He Zhao to let him take a hot bath quickly, not forgetting to tell Yi Shi who was climbing the stairs to heat up the bath water.

After Yi Shi took a shower, he threw his wet clothes into the washing machine, wiped the carpet briefly, and the doorbell rang.

Opening the door, He Zhao directly stuffed the bowl he was carrying into his hand: "I won't go in, my mother made ginger soup, order me to watch you finish it in one go."

He Zhao had just showered and blow-dried his hair. He was wearing pajamas, his hair was fluffy, and his fair cheeks were still flushed from the hot water, as if his whole body was covered with thin water vapor.He seemed to be in a good mood, with a casual smile in his words.

Yi Shi took a sip of the ginger soup and frowned.

"Isn't it very spicy? You have to finish the spiciness." He Zhao urged with some gloating, "Hurry up, hurry up."

Yi Shi was still frowning, and he raised his head neatly to drink it, just like drinking mineral water.

"Don't, it's very hot, be careful." He Zhao hastily stopped him.

Yi Shi paused for a moment, took one sip after another, and quickly finished the whole bowl.

"Awesome!" He Zhao took the bowl from his hand and put a piece of candy in his palm, "No, I'll reward you, you are so afraid of spicy food, go and sip it quickly."

Yi Shi was startled, looked down at the candy in his palm, and then at the person in front of him.

He Zhao smiled like a triumphant child, his eyes were bent like a clear lake that shattered the light of the lake.

Yi Shi suddenly remembered that he had read a poem by Li Bai not long ago. He still couldn't memorize the poem completely, but he remembered that the poem said that a beautiful young man appreciating flowers on the street alarmed Luoyang.Although there were no flowers here, he seemed to understand the phrase "alarm the people of Luoyang" at this moment.

He Zhao's smile at this moment is a little different from his usual smile, but it can't be said that there is any difference.

"Why are you in a daze? Are you so stupid? I'm leaving! Bye bye!" He Zhao walked to the stairs, but couldn't help but turn his head and take another look at Yi Shi who was still standing at the door.

Although he didn't know why, he keenly felt the change in the atmosphere for a moment. He clearly wanted to say a few more words, but at the same time, he felt faintly inexplicable flustered.

After He Zhao took a few steps down the stairs and closed the door with a clear sound, Yi Shi closed the door.

Yi Shi peeled off the candy wrapper, a small piece of candy was sweet and cool in his mouth, it was mint candy.

"Oh, didn't I ask Xiaoyang to bring ginger soup up? You just took a hot bath and ran out to get some air." Lin Peiling came in from the balcony after drying the clothes, just in time to see He Zhao coming in with a bowl.

"He insisted on rushing to go." Zhang Jiangyang immediately shirked responsibility.

"There's no blowing, just go upstairs." He Zhao said.

He Zhao stepped in front of Zhang Jiangyang, who was lying on the sofa playing games, and put the bowl into the sink. Zhang Jiangyang glanced at him: "Brother, I found that you are in a particularly good mood recently."

"Huh? Is there?" He Zhao asked casually, "Isn't I always in a good mood?"

"Yes, it's different. You look radiant recently." Zhang Jiangyang said.

He Zhao thought for a while: "Could it be that the power of knowledge in the legend, knowledge changes destiny, knowledge nourishes my heart?"

Zhang Jiangyang vomited.

Lin Peiling smiled and said: "Okay, okay, stop bickering, go to bed today, cover yourself well, don't catch a cold."

He Zhao: "You know, I'm in good health, so I don't get cold so easily."

Zhang Jiangyang: "Don't say that, it's very evil, I just said that last time, and I fell ill like a mountain."

He Zhao: "You are the one who fell ill like a mountain."

When He Zhao was brushing his teeth, he glanced at the mirror. He was still so handsome and handsome.

It seems that going to bed late and waking up early, reading at night and reading at night did not bring the handsome guy in the mirror any haggard vicissitudes.Look at this pair of handsome eyes, the eyes are full of light, so bright, from the handsome guy's eyes, you can see the lake, stars, and the bright spring of early spring.

He Zhao stared blankly at the mirror, and suddenly realized what Zhang Jiangyang said about a radiant complexion, like a wet mountain and river after a spring rain, and the branches and buds are about to stretch.

Lin Peiling didn't know what TV series she was watching. The TV was chattering all the time, but He Zhao could only clearly hear one sentence: "You are a young girl Huaichun."

He Zhao came out of the bathroom and said in a long voice, "Mom! I'm going to bed! Turn down the volume on the TV!"

"Okay, okay." Lin Peiling responded.

"You really want to sleep? Don't let me see you online later." Zhang Jiangyang said.

He Zhao didn't bother to talk to him, and went straight into the room.

He was really sleepy that could not be described, lying on the bed not wanting to move, and fell asleep after a while.

Who knows, I didn't get up the next day.

Being hit by Zhang Jiangyang's crow's mouth, he had a cold and a fever.

It was directly burned to 38.8 ℃, and the brain was almost burnt into a pot of porridge.

Lin Peiling didn't know how many times he opened the door of his room, He Zhao said weakly: "Mom, please, get out quickly, don't join in the fun, what if you get infected by me, take care of your little belly first Cub."

Lin Peiling was pregnant and afraid of being infected, so she didn't dare to get too close. She looked at him through a crack in the door, with a worried face on her face: "I'll take you to the hospital when your Uncle Zhang finishes his work at noon."

"No, I'll sleep after taking the medicine, you can go out." He Zhao closed his eyes.

He Zhao's head was very dizzy, and after an unknown period of time, he felt a figure shaking, and a cool hand covered his forehead.

He Zhao grabbed the hand subconsciously: "Mom, didn't you say, you go out and leave me alone."

This hand was bigger and harder than Lin Peiling's.

Not Lin Peiling.

He Zhao half opened his eyes, and it was Yi Shi who caught his eyes.

"What did you call me?" Yi Shi's voice was very soft, with a little imperceptible tenderness.

Grass.

He is like this, what nonsense is this man talking about?

What gentleness is all an illusion.

He Zhao let go of his hand: "I'm sick."

"How does it feel to be sick?" Yi Shi asked.

He Zhao caught sight of Lin Peiling gently pushing open a crack in the door. Logically speaking, he should have said that he was fine and that he felt fine, but he closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't feel well, my head hurts, my neck hurts, my throat hurts, my back hurts... Neither are comfortable."

He Zhao originally thought that Yi Shi would say that he deserved it next, and then mock him for insisting on dragging him into the rain last night, but Yi Shi didn't, he just said in a low voice, "Go to the hospital."

"No," He Zhao shrank back under the quilt, opened his eyes and met Lin Peiling's eyes in the crack of the door, "But, can I stay at your house for a few days? My mother is always disobedient and dishonest. Recklessly."

Lin Peiling, who was criticized, was innocently stunned for a few seconds, and looked at Yi Shi hesitantly: "Huh? Go to Xiao Yi's place? Isn't this bad?"

Yi Shi nodded without hesitation: "Okay."

He Zhao said that the wind is the rain, slowly sat up wrapped in the quilt, leaned against the wall and issued instructions: "My coat is in the closet, the black windbreaker."

Yi Shi received the instruction, opened the closet, and took out the black thin fleece trench coat from inside.

"Bring it to me." He Zhao said lazily.

Yi Shi immediately sent the black windbreaker to him.

He Zhao was still wearing pajamas, took off the quilt and put on a loose black windbreaker directly.Perhaps it was because he was still running a fever and his head was dizzy. He moved very slowly. It took tens of seconds to align the zipper, and he pulled it up to his chin little by little.Several times, Yi Shi's hand hanging by his side moved as if wanting to help him, but they stopped.

When He Zhao got out of bed, he felt dizzy even more. It took several seconds for him to stand still, but he still turned his head and stared at his quilt: "Take my quilt too, my quilt is light and soft. .”

Anyway, the bed in Yishi's room is big, and it happens that the quilts covered by each do not affect each other.

Yi Shi simply folded He Zhao's soft quilt again, hugged it in his arms, and supported He Zhao with the other hand: "Stand firmly?"

"I can't stand still," He Zhao said, "You have to support me well."

Yi Shi: "OK."

In just a few minutes, whatever He Zhao said, Yi Shi did what he did, without a word of extraneous words, and even stood there with a good temper after finishing, as if waiting for He Zhao's next order.

Seeing her son unceremoniously instructing Yi Shi to do this and that, Lin Peiling wanted to say something several times, but Yi Shi didn't seem to feel inappropriate at all, and she felt that she shouldn't care too much.

Besides, she knows her son very well. He Zhao is not the kind of troublesome child. He runs to Yi Shi's every day during this time. The two should have a good relationship.

But Lin Peiling was still a little embarrassed: "Xiao Yi is sorry, Xiao Zhao will trouble you to take care of him..."

This was originally something she, a mother, had to do, but in the end, a child who was about the same age as He Zhao had to worry about it.

"It's okay, Auntie." Yi Shi replied politely, staring down at He Zhao's feet, as if afraid that he would accidentally fall.

"Mom, I'll be back when I get better from a cold. We'll just call and send messages as netizens. If you have something to do, let Zhang Jiangyang run errands, and don't meet each other. Do you know?" He Zhao said as he walked.

Lin Peiling replied helplessly and dotingly: "Got it, got it."

These two children look about the same age, but they really have completely different personalities.

After Yi Shi and He Zhao left for a while, the doorbell rang, and Lin Peiling opened the door. It was Yi Shi.

Yi Shi said politely, "Auntie, He Zhao asked me to get something."

"Oh, come in quickly." Lin Peiling stepped aside.

Without He Zhao, this tall and silent boy was obviously a little cautious.He took He Zhao's mobile phone charger from He Zhao's room, came out of the living room, and hesitated to speak to Lin Peiling.

Lin Peiling smiled gently, and took the initiative to say: "Auntie is a little embarrassed, trouble you so much, Xiao Zhao is so lucky to have a friend like you, and thank you for taking care of Xiao Zhao all the time, if there is anything that needs Auntie's help Yes, just open your mouth."

Yi Shi paused for a moment, as if it was difficult to speak, but he still asked, "How should people with a fever be taken care of?"

Lin Peiling was a little surprised, she didn't expect Yi Shi to hesitate for so long to ask this.

She is an emotional person, and when she thought that the tall boy in front of her was taking care of her son so hard, she was a little moved, and she unconsciously looked at Yi Shi with a little more love.

She thought about it, and said in a gentle voice: "Tell him to take medicine on time, take it every 6 to 8 hours, drink plenty of water, take his body temperature, and eat something half an hour before taking medicine. Oh, yes, if the fever does not subside, physical therapy is needed. Cool down."

Lin Peiling didn't know what to do for a while, she spoke very trivially, and said whatever came to her mind, but Yi Shi listened very carefully, as if she had to write down what she said and learn it seriously.

Yi Shi took He Zhao's mobile phone and entered the room. He Zhao wrapped his quilt and curled up in the innermost part of the bed, bulging into a ball. Hearing a voice, he lazily turned over and faced Yi Shi: "So it's only now." noon."

"Well, 13:45." Yi Shi put his mobile phone by the bedside table.

"I thought it was night, why did you come home at noon? Just to visit me?" He Zhao's voice was thick nasal and a little hoarse, and everything he said had a distressing ending.

"Teacher Zhou asked me to see if you are pretending to be sick." Yi Shi said.

"Liar." He Zhao hid half of his face under the quilt, only revealing a pair of slightly closed eyes.

Yi Shi didn't say a word. After watching for a while, he couldn't hold back and pressed He Zhao's quilt under his chin with his hand.

"Are you going back to class?" He Zhao asked again.

Yi Shi responded casually: "No."

Turning around and walking out of the room, when he came in again, there was an extra glass of water in his hand.

He Zhao watched Yi Shi put the water on the table, and continued to ask, "Why don't you go to class?"

"I'm on leave." Yi Shi sat on the edge of the bed, making gestures to pick him up, but stopped again, "Get up and drink water, Auntie said you need to drink more water."

When he said the first three words, his tone was very flat, but after that he asked He Zhao to drink water in a very light tone, so light that he seemed to be coaxing people.

"Why ask for leave?" He Zhao didn't move.

"I have a cold." Yi Shi continued to discuss, "Is it okay to drink half a glass of water? Auntie said that the antipyretics you took four hours ago made you sweat, so you need to drink more water."

"Where did you catch a cold?" He Zhao didn't seem to be able to hear the words about drinking water at all, and only cared about what he wanted to ask.

"Drink the water, and then ask me questions." Yi Shi nodded a little helplessly.

"Oh, I drank water, I can ask anything, will you answer any questions?" He Zhao opened his sickly squinting eyes.

Yi Shi paused, took the glass on the table: "Well, you drink first."

He Zhao finally sat up, and drank half a cup of warm water in Yi Shi's hand. He didn't lie down in a hurry, and looked at Yi Shi: "May I ask?"

"You ask." Yi Shi's slender fingers rested on the glass and moved subconsciously, as if expecting and as if resisting that He Zhao would ask questions he didn't want to answer.

"Although you are staying now, when do you plan to go back?" He Zhao asked.

What he meant by going back was that Yi Shi went back to the other side of the Pacific Ocean and lived there. He thought Yi Shi should know what he was asking.

"I don't know." After hearing his question, Yi Shi seemed relieved. He paused for a few seconds, and Yi Shi spat out three words. Seeing that He Zhao was silent, he added, "Depending on the situation, we may not necessarily go back."

Nor will it necessarily stay.

He Zhao was inexplicably insistent on this question, and he asked again: "Under what circumstances would you go back, and under what circumstances would you stay?"

He Zhao, who was sick, was much more willful than usual. He stared at Yi Shi with a kind of aggressiveness that you were bound to answer, not at all like him who would always give people a step down.

Perhaps, this is the side of him that he has always kept away from his parents.

Yi Shi didn't feel bad, and even enjoyed it a little.

He said slowly: "When there is no one here who wants me to stay, then I will leave."

What Yi Shi said was like the translation of some foreign works, some were awkward and some were blunt and unnatural.

He Zhao's drowsy head turned quickly, and he blinked his eyes: "What, isn't that as long as I always want you to stay, you won't leave?"

"En." After an unknown amount of time, Yi Shi responded.

He Zhao kept his eyes closed, wrapped in a quilt and leaning against the wall. He didn't know if he heard Yi Shiying's sound or just happened to lie down. He seemed to be asleep and didn't speak again.