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Worried that He Zhao would catch a cold again due to the wind blowing, and slept until the middle of the night, Yi Shi got up and took He Zhao's temperature.

36.6 degrees Celsius.

No fever.

He Zhao stared at him with a slit in his eyes, his bright eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, obviously out of focus.I don't know if He Zhao's sleep is shallow or deep. He will wake up with the slightest sound, but he is obviously not in the state. It seems that he can continue to fall into a deep sleep in the next second, and it is often true.

Several times, Yi Shi took He Zhao's body temperature while he was sleeping, and asked him to get up to drink water or take medicine.

But this time Yi Shi lay down again, seeing that He Zhao was still half-closed in the vague darkness, he lightly blocked He Zhao's eyes with his palm: "Go to sleep."

He Zhao closed his eyes obediently, retracted his chin to the edge of the quilt, and buried his mouth and nose in the quilt.

He seemed to enjoy sleeping like this.

Yi Shi reached out and tucked the quilt down a little, trying to free his nose from the quilt.He Zhao moved slightly, and unconsciously rubbed his cheek against his palm, like a sleepy and lazy cat.

As if the pause frame had been pressed, Yi Shi did not move again.

It wasn't until the next day that Yi Shi realized that he had fallen asleep in this position, and He Zhao, who had always been active, obediently did not move.

Yi Shi gently pulled his hand back, looking at the handsome young man with a clear jaw line, but his cheeks were soft and sticky to the touch.

After looking at it for a while, he gently fiddled with He Zhaoling's hair scattered on the pillow, which was also limp.

Suddenly, as if suddenly coming back to his senses, Yi Shi twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly, and finally lifted the quilt and got up.

When Yi Shi gently closed the door, the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

But soon, his eyes closed uncontrollably.

It wasn't until the doorbell rang that He Zhao really woke up.

Yi Shi seemed to be talking to someone in the living room, not like Zhang Jiangyang's loud voice.

He Zhao yawned and walked out slowly.

It was his acquaintance, Jiang Lin, Lin Maoxiu and Lin Maoxiu's boyfriend.

"Why are you here?" He Zhao stepped forward to say hello, "An...Senior Brother An."

"Amberlin." Amberin smiled gently, and automatically reported his name.

Although it was only the second meeting, every time He Zhao saw An Bolin, he felt that he was a very gentle and calm person, the kind who would not change his face when Mount Tai collapsed.

"I played a game with Sledgehammer last night. I heard that you were seriously ill. I happened to be here today to look at the house and I came to visit you." Lin Maoxiu sat down on the sofa carelessly, "Auntie said that you are quarantined at home here in Yishi. "

"See the house? What house to see?" He Zhao's Chinese reading comprehension has always been very good, and he immediately captured the key information.

"I came out with my family and was kicked out. We plan to rent a house together." Lin Maoxiu said, "I wanted to ask you if this house is for rent, so I knew it was already rented out."

"Holy shit, spring has come to my house, and it's suddenly popular." He Zhao sighed.

"He Zhao, you don't care about my coming out with my family and being kicked out, you only care about your house?" Lin Maoxiu was in disbelief.

"Then I have to brush my teeth and wash my face first, and then listen to your nagging slowly." He Zhao quickly entered the bathroom.

After He Zhao finished washing, Zhang Jiangyang came up with a large plate of Lin Peiling brand fresh-cut fruits and tea: "My mother asked, would you like to have a light meal at my house at noon?"

"Okay, okay." Jiang Lin said.

"Forget it, we still have something to do. I feel at ease seeing that He Zhao is still alive." Lin Maoxiu said.

The two people gave two different answers in unison.

"In this case, don't eat the sledgehammer at my house, lest my mother have to make it for you specially, go back to your own house to eat." Zhang Jiangyang ordered the guest to chase away without emotion.

"Oh..." His classmate Jiang Lin changed his words, "Okay, I can eat at brother Zhao Yi."

"Don't eat at my place either." He Zhao said.

"You two brothers are really inhumane," Jiang Lin cried, "My heart is broken."

"Did you know us on the first day? Your house is across the street. Go home after dinner. Don't really treat yourself as a guest. I'll go down and report to you first." Zhang Jiangyang went downstairs after finishing speaking.

"I have to say that the upstairs and downstairs are quite convenient. No wonder so many people want to live in the same community as their parents after they get married." Lin Maoxiu sighed.

"What marriage? You were kicked out just now. What's going on?" He Zhao took a sip of hot tea, "Why did you come out of the closet all of a sudden?"

Lin Maoxiu sighed: "It wasn't intentional, I kissed him downstairs and was hit by my dad."

"Pfft..." He Zhao spit out a mouthful of hot tea, "Damn it, so exciting?"

Lin Maoxiu looks foolish, but his family is not enlightened. His parents are both middle school teachers, and he has been very strict with Lin Maoxiu since he was a child.Lin Maoxiu has practiced so far, and he can tell anyone about his sexuality at will, but he can't talk to his parents.

No matter how you think about it, it is difficult for his parents to accept what is unreasonable in their eyes, or the scene at the beginning is so shocking.

"It's a good thing I didn't do something more exciting, otherwise my dad would suffer from high blood pressure," Lin Maoxiu said, "It's also good, I don't have to think about how to speak in the future."

"What else do you want to do downstairs?" He Zhao felt goose bumps were shocked when he thought about the bloody scene, and looked at An Bolin hesitantly, "You two rent a house together?"

Amberlin said gently: "My family is quite special, and I am relatively free."

He Zhao: "Senior brother An has more than 100 days before the college entrance examination, right? Lin Maoxiu said that you want to enter a medical university."

Although they can live together now, they may have to go to other places to go to university after the college entrance examination.

"It's a year away from home." Amberlin smiled.

He Zhao smiled clearly. It seems that they have already planned their future, planning to go to the same school or go to the same place.

"A year is actually pretty fast," he said.

"That's why I said that you should chat with Brother Zhao when your mind is not clear, right?" Lin Maoxiu put his hand on An Bolin's thigh and rubbed it without looking at anyone else, "Brother Zhao is a man with a small world in his heart." , People with a high degree of self-identity, don’t circle themselves, and don’t define others. Every time I get hit by my parents, I want to find a sense of identity and belonging in Brother Zhao.”

He Zhao was praised out of nowhere, but the words were obviously not meant for him.

An Bolin was serious: "But I'm still very jealous when you say 'I'm so messed up and I just want to talk to He Zhao'."

He Zhao: "???"

Lin Maoxiu started to laugh, and explained: "On the day my dad swept me out, my dad said that I was a pervert and disgusting person. I said that my mind was messed up and I wanted to talk to you. He has been jealous of you for the past few days."

An Bolin was jealous and mild and aboveboard: "You missed the word 'only', you said you only wanted to chat with He Zhao."

Lin Maoxiu explained: "My 'only' doesn't mean what you think..."

"Wait a minute, did I get it wrong?" He Zhao clicked his tongue, "Are you here to visit a doctor? You don't come to see me to resolve the conflict between husband and wife? No, no? The world Is there really such a heartless friend in the world?"

Lin Maoxiu chuckled: "The main reason is to visit the sick. Sledgehammer said that you are delicate and weak recently, and you get sick frequently. I went to the Moon Tree in the Town God's Temple yesterday and prayed for your health."

"Yuelaoshu, wish me good health?" He Zhao pointed to the door, "I'm seeing you off, please go back, I can't be a friend anymore."

Lin Maoxiu turned his head to look at An Bolin: "Look, he also called friends, and He Zhao and I are really innocent friends."

He Zhao: "..."

"He and I are indeed innocent, but Lin Maoxiu has never had a crush on me, so I don't know." He Zhao interjected.

"Fuck?" Lin Maoxiu laughed, "I have a crush on you? I have a crush on you, how can I still sit here today? You have already removed me from your friend list. I don't know you yet. I have a score in my heart. Everyone has to die."

"How can it be so serious?" He Zhao thought for a while, "I just think it's not good to be unclear."

"Is that right?" Lin Maoxiu looked him up and down, "Didn't you give up your identity as a craftsman and study hard? It's your second year in high school, and your dad finally took action against you in his busy schedule? It seems that you have a good attitude. Still laughing."

He Zhao: "Why don't you cry every day?"

"Doctor He Wenyan is really your father? Xiaoxiu told me that I still can't believe it." An Bolin said, "Look carefully, your nose looks a bit like his."

Although He Zhao was disgusted with He Wenyan's opinions, it was far from the point where he would be furious when others mentioned him.

"Lin Maoxiu, look at what you have become. Your boyfriend can't believe what you said." He Zhao poked a piece of cantaloupe with a toothpick, "He is indeed my father. Do you know him? I heard that you want to go to medical school Be his younger brother."

"My mother had a car accident back then, and a fragment was inserted into her heart. The situation was very dangerous. Dr. He Wenyan saved her." An Bolin said of He Wenyan, his eyes showed undisguised admiration and admiration, "He stayed in the operating room for more than ten years. I was so tired that I fainted after performing the operation for my mother. I have always been very grateful to him. I wrote a letter to thank him later, and he wrote back to me, saying that he has a son who is about my age and is very dependent. His mother also asked me to study hard. I didn't expect that I would get to know his son later."

He Zhao was startled, this was the first time he heard such He Wenyan from others.

He Zhao asked, "How old were you then?"

"I'm 11 years old. I'm a single-parent family. Thanks to Dr. He Wenyan, I didn't become an orphan." An Bolin's tone was very calm, as if he was just saying it casually.

He Zhao smiled: "He should be a pretty good doctor."

In He Zhao's memory, whenever he received a call from the hospital, He Wenyan always rushed to the hospital without saying a word.His patience and gentleness seemed to be all left in the hospital, and he often came home with a tired face, irritable and angry at the slightest thing.It may be that the operation was not very successful, or it may not be, He Zhao has no way of knowing.He only knew that He Wenyan would be in a very bad mood sometimes, and he would ask He Zhao to keep absolutely quiet, ask Lin Peiling not to disturb him, and keep them completely out of his private space.

He Zhao secretly complained more than once. He Wenyan even took care of when the patient drank water. Why did he never care about Lin Peiling's situation and embarrassment?He Wenyan felt that it was a trivial matter that his grandparents didn't like Lin Peiling, he felt that He Zhao's illness was a trivial matter, he thought it was stupid for Lin Peiling to risk his life to give birth to He Zhao under the pressure of her parents-in-law or because she really liked her child, and felt that all family conflicts were unnecessary and should not be taken to heart superior.Maybe that's how he grew up, and his parents have requirements and expectations for him, so it's done.If his parents think he should get married or remarried, they will go on a blind date.Solving these unimportant little things is to be able to do what you really want to do without distraction.

For He Wenyan, life and death should be the only major issue, and the others are all trivial matters.It's like he doesn't care what He Zhao likes and dislikes, what emotions he has, it doesn't matter, the most important thing is that he has to grasp the general direction of his life - to get into a good university and get a useful job.

But after hearing An Bolin's words, He Zhao felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.It turned out that He Wenyan was trying his best to save people where he couldn't see.People's energy and time are limited. When a person pays a lot in one aspect, it means that he will ignore other parts. He and Lin Peiling are the neglected part.

He didn't know whether he should admire him or continue to blame him.

"Dr. He Wenyan returned to the school as a professor, and I will definitely choose him as a supervisor for my graduate students." Amberin joked with a smile, "It's up to you to give your dad a little bit of advice when the time comes."

"Me? Forget it," He Zhao said, "You are so smart, hardworking and useful, he must appreciate you more than me, okay?"

"Hey, you're still talking about me. When you heard that He Zhao is He Wenyan's son, your eyes lit up when you looked at him. You haven't seen me like that before." Lin Maoxiu said sourly.

Amberlin was a little helpless: "No way."

Lin Maoxiu sighed: "You have it."

He Zhao, who became their flirting tool, patted the sofa: "I said, can you take care of the patient's physical and mental health?"

"Your complexion is rosy, delicate and shiny, isn't it in good spirits?" Lin Maoxiu said.

Jiang Lin, who was happily eating the fruit plate, glanced at He Zhao after hearing the words, and finally said something: "I also think that my brother is sick this time, and he is in good spirits."

"If you have time for three consecutive days without studying, going to class, or waking up early, and eating and sleeping every day, you will be more radiant than me," He Zhao said.

"It's true, it doesn't take three days, one day is enough for me to be happy." Jiang Lin sighed.

Several people chatted for a while, Lin Maoxiu and An Bolin rushed to the area of ​​the attached middle school to look at the houses, and took Jiang Lin away by the way.

He Zhao sat cross-legged on the sofa, watched Yi Shi clean up the trash on the table, and suddenly asked, "Do you know the name of our community?"

Yi Shi: "I don't know."

"Brother, you are amazing. You have lived here for so long, and you don't even know the name of the community. How do you order takeaway?" He Zhao was a little surprised.

"You filled in the address on the delivery software." Yi Shi glanced at him.

He Zhao remembered that when he ordered takeaway hot pot, he did add the address conveniently.

"Our community is called Zhuchen Village." He Zhao said, "My mother liked the name so much that she chose this community."

He Zhao glanced at Yi Shi, sure enough, he had an expression of what kind of name was that.

"What kind of expression, don't you think that the people in the community are all surnamed Zhu or Chen so they call this village and earthy name? Illiterate, this is derived from a poem by Bai Juyi," He Zhao actually only knew Those two sentences were read casually, "In Gufeng County, Xuzhou, there is a village called Zhuchen. There are only two surnames in one village, and they are marriages from generation to generation. Unexpectedly, my mother really found true love here."

"Very good." Yi Shi said.

He Zhao didn't know whether he meant the name of this community or that Lin Peiling found true love, so he stepped on his calf: "Why do you speak Chinese so well?"

He Zhao asked two questions in a row and without any connection, but Yi Shi still answered: "Grandma will get angry when she hears me speak English for a while, and even more angry when she hears bad Chinese."

"Are you afraid that I will get angry sometimes?" He Zhao asked after a while.

Yi Shi paused and didn't speak.

"Otherwise, why do you listen to me so much? Do whatever I tell you to do." He Zhao continued.

"What did you ask me to do?" Yi Shi asked.

"A lot." He Zhao said.

Yi Shi's eyes fell on his face: "Why are you angry?"

"That's right," He Zhao leaned on the sofa slowly, seeming to be thinking about this question seriously, "Why should I be angry?"