Small snail

Xiao Cheng took Wen Qixian to the hospital and spent a lot of money to buy a bag of medicine.

"I just said that I don't need to go to the hospital...it's better to take medicine."

"At least I can feel at ease."

After leaving the hospital, Xiao Cheng took him back to his home.

Although only Xiao Cheng lives alone, the house is not small. Wen Qi looked around and felt that the house should have been decorated when he bought it, with a very rigid style.

Xiao Cheng took Wen Qi directly to his bedroom, "Go to sleep for a while."

Wen Qi looked at him: "What about you?"

"I'll make some porridge for you, you can drink it when you wake up... Is there anything else you want to eat?"

"You know how to cook?" Wen Qi looked at him with surprise, because he was indeed surprised.

I live outside alone, although takeaways and restaurants nearby are more convenient, but Xiao Cheng is more used to relying on himself, cooking is not difficult, if you do it once or twice, you can basically master it, although you can't become a chef all at once, but It will not be unpalatable either.

Maybe it was from the moment he knew that his mother always wanted Xiao Cheng to curry favor with Guan Shuxin, completely disregarding Xiao Cheng's feelings, Xiao Cheng knew that his mother was unreliable, and of course he didn't want to admit his father even more, so he just Can choose to be independent.

"Of course, I don't cook it for ordinary people." Xiao Cheng urged Wen Qi to lie down for a while, "Didn't you say you were uncomfortable at school just now, go and lie down quickly."

Actually, it wasn't that uncomfortable... He mainly wanted to come to Xiao Cheng's house, but he didn't expect Xiao Cheng to really believe it. Does this mean that Xiao Cheng cares about him?

Lying on Xiao Cheng's bed, he felt the smell of Xiao Cheng everywhere on the sheets, quilt and pillow. He buried himself on the pillow and took a deep breath.

Xiao Cheng's smell made him feel at ease like never before.

The door of the bedroom was ajar, and the sound of clinking pots and pans could be vaguely heard from outside, knowing that Xiao Cheng was cooking for him in the kitchen next to the living room, Wen Qi's heart softened.

It never occurred to him that while he was resting in bed, someone would be busy cooking for him in the kitchen.It's like a feeling of home... something that Wen Qi has always been looking forward to, but never really had.

Hearing the occasional noises from the kitchen, and Xiao Cheng's comfortable breath close at hand, Wen Qi gradually closed his eyes.

Xiao Cheng can cook some simple home-cooked dishes, and cooking porridge is of course not difficult for him.

In addition to porridge, Xiao Cheng also searched the Internet to find out what kind of soup is more nourishing for the stomach, and he planned to learn how to cook it at night.Wen Qi had an upset stomach, so of course he slept next to him at night, how could he let him go home again.

The porridge was slowly simmering over a small fire, Xiao Cheng went to the bedroom door and took a look, and found that Wen Qi was already lying on the bed and fell asleep, instead of disturbing him, he closed the door gently and went out.

He went to the supermarket at the gate of the community to buy ingredients for the night. In fact, there is a big vegetable market a little farther away, and the vegetables there are fresher, but Xiao Cheng has the final say, it will be too late, after all, the fire is still on.

Xiao Cheng found many stomach-nourishing soups on the Internet, some of which are relatively homely. If you don’t search, you don’t know what kind of chicken soup and pork rib soup can nourish your stomach.But in a blink of an eye, he saw a Hericium erinaceus nourishing stomach soup. After researching it, Hericium erinaceus itself has the effect of nourishing the stomach, which is very good for patients with stomach problems, so Xiao Cheng decided to make this.

When Xiao Cheng came back, the fragrance of rice porridge had already escaped from the kitchen.

Xiao Cheng glanced at the time, decided to let Wen Qi sleep for a while, and looked up the recipes by himself, researching how to make Hericium erinaceus Nourishing Stomach Soup, and how to soak Hericium erinaceus for hair.

At 03:30, Xiao Cheng woke up Wen Qi.

Just after waking up and opening his eyes, Wen Qi was still a little confused. It wasn't until he saw Xiao Cheng in front of him and heard his voice that he slowly came to his senses. He was at Xiao Cheng's house.

"The porridge is ready, you drink a little." Xiao Chengdu has already made arrangements, "Then we will have dinner at 6:[-]."

"Okay..." Wen Qi had already smelled the aroma of rice porridge, and after sleeping for an hour, his stomach was no longer uncomfortable, but he really enjoyed Xiao Cheng's care of him.

Because of waiting for a while, the temperature of the porridge delivered to Wen Qi was just right, and it was no longer hot.

Xiao Cheng brought the bowl in directly, Wen Qi didn't have time to get out of bed, it was the first time to eat in bed, he was not used to it: "Otherwise, let's go out to eat, in case the bed gets dirty..."

"It's okay, you take more rest."

Wen Qi had no choice but to sit on the head of the bed and take a sip of porridge.

"Is it still to your liking?" Xiao Cheng asked hastily.

Wen Qi nodded: "It's delicious."

What Xiao Cheng cooks is white porridge, which actually has no taste, except for the fragrance of rice, the other flavors are very bland, but because Xiao Cheng made it himself, there are layers of filters in Wen Qi's heart .

Xiao Cheng filled half a bowl for him, deliberately not to let Wen Qi get full, and wanted to eat less and more often.

After finishing the porridge, Xiao Cheng asked Wen Qi to lie down and rest again.

"It's actually not uncomfortable anymore."

"It's really not uncomfortable anymore?" Xiao Cheng observed Wen Qi's improvement, and indeed he recovered a lot. He thought for a while, "There is still a while before dinner, so let's watch a movie."

"Okay." Wen Qi blinked, "What movie?"

Xiao Cheng hugged his notebook and came over, "Let me take a look...it should be an old movie that was only downloaded a few years ago."

Wen Qi usually doesn't watch movies very much, "Look at it casually, I probably haven't watched it anyway."

Xiao Cheng clicked on the F drive, and browsed the movies downloaded from his movie...

Wen Qi glanced at it, pointed to one of them and said, "Hey? Is "Equator" the one that Guan Chaosheng won the best actor?"

Xiao Cheng paused, "That's right...Maybe it was mixed in when I downloaded it before, and I didn't notice it."

"Then you haven't watched it?" Wen Qi glanced at him, "It happens that I haven't watched it either, why don't we just watch this one?"

"……Fine."

Click on the video, the title is very majestic music.

"I saw that this movie was highly praised on the Internet." Wen Qi said, "I think so, if it weren't for the really good acting, how could the first movie win the Best Actor..."

Along with the music came the voice of a rough man: "Boy, have you thought about it, you really want to go with me? I'm a horse/bandit."

Then there was a clear and clear youthful voice, crisp but sure: "My grandpa said, whatever way is in my heart, that's the way to go, don't care about the white way, I will go my own way if I want to go, I just look at it It's red! It's my family's blood!"

The boy in the film is fifteen or sixteen years old. Guan Chaosheng was already 23 years old when this film was filmed, but he performed so vigorously.

Wen Qi was brought into the story at once.On the other hand, Xiao Cheng muttered unhurriedly, "Pretending to be tender."

Wen Qi was engrossed in watching it, he heard Xiao Cheng's words out of the blue, but hadn't reacted yet, "What did you say?"

But soon the story started, and Wen Qi was distracted.

The film was really exciting, Wen Qi didn't distract his attention throughout the whole process, and 120 minutes passed before he knew it.

The protagonist didn't have many scenes when he was a teenager. Also, if most of the scenes were from his youth, then the director should find an actor of a similar age to act in order to be more suitable.But after the whole movie, what left the deepest impression on Wen Qi was when he was a teenager, those eyes...

"I think it's a bit like you." Wen Qi said to Xiao Cheng, like Xiao Cheng's energy when he was fighting.

Xiao Cheng was not happy when he heard it, he hesitated to speak a few times, but finally he didn't hold back: "It doesn't look like it, let me play it, I can act better than him."

Wen Qi was a little surprised by Xiao Cheng's words, he was taken aback for a while, and suddenly smiled, "I can't imagine what your acting will be like..."

Xiao Cheng put away his notebook and glanced at the time, "I'm going to cook, you can play with your phone for a while, it will be ready soon."

But Wen Qi got out of bed, "Shall I go and see?"

"Look at what?"

"Watch you cook." Wen Qi said, "Actually, I can help you too."

"There will be a chance in the future. Today you are a patient and you don't need to do anything."

Wen Qi had no choice but to lean against the kitchen door to watch him move.

Xiao Cheng fished Hericium erinaceus out of the rice washing water after soaking for two hours.

Wen Qi looked at it and asked, "What is that?"

"Hericium erinaceus, I'll make you a stomach-nourishing soup with Hericium erinaceus." Xiao Cheng said while washing with water.

After preparing a table of dinner, Xiao Cheng and Wen Qi sat face to face and began to enjoy.

This is one of the few experiences for Xiao Cheng and Wen Qi, especially for Wen Qi.At home, it may be very homely and common to have someone accompany you to eat together, or to eat meals cooked by yourself, but the satisfaction and warmth in your heart cannot be felt when you eat out.

Xiao Cheng still has a grandfather who loves him, but Wen Qi has nothing left.

In Wen Qi's memory, home-cooked dishes are leftovers left to him.

Xiao Cheng helped Wen Qi fill the soup: "You must drink this, it's specially cooked for you."

At that moment, Wen Qi thought, it would be great if it could be like this in the future...

At night, Wen Qi still slept in Xiao Cheng's bedroom. Xiao Cheng said that the guest room hadn't been cleaned, and it wasn't like they never slept together.

Wen Qi also couldn't tell whether what Xiao Cheng said was true or his excuse, because last time at Grandpa Xiao's place, Xiao Cheng vaguely used the same reason...

But no matter what, sleeping together is right in his arms.

Perhaps it was because of sleeping for a while in the afternoon, at night, Wen Qi lay on the bed and didn't feel much sleepy.

Wen Qi turned behind him twice, seeming to have disturbed Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng asked him: "What's the matter, is your stomach upset again?" His tone was a little nervous.

"No, no," Wen Qi quickly shook his head, "I'm not very sleepy yet."

"Huh?" Xiao Cheng turned over and faced Wen Qi, "Can't sleep? Do you want me to talk to you?"

Hearing Xiao Cheng's voice, Wen Qi felt a little drowsy, and couldn't bear to disturb his sleep, so he said: "No, if you want to be sleepy, go to sleep, I should be able to fall asleep after lying down for a while."

Xiao Cheng yawned slightly, sat up, "Little Wen Qi is not good, you need brother to coax you when you sleep, let me read you a little story."

Xiao Cheng turned on the weak wall lamp at the bedside, randomly took out a book from the drawer, and then began in a gentle tone: "If I never meet you in this life, let me always feel that I hate to meet you, let me never forget, let me……"

At first, Wen Qi was a little embarrassed when Xiao Cheng said that in a coaxing tone, but then he heard Xiao Chengnian's little story... When he heard it, he felt something was wrong?

"Do you usually read "Flying Birds" to hypnotize you before going to bed?" Wen Qi couldn't help asking, otherwise why would he put this book in the drawer beside the bed.

"No... I forgot when I bought it and stuffed it in a drawer." Xiao Cheng turned a few more pages, "You can listen to it... Infect Tagore's literary quality, disobedient children are not qualified to pick pick that."

Wen Qi listened to Xiao Cheng's low voice, which came intermittently.Later, it became lighter and lighter, and soon there was only the sound of steady breathing.

He read himself to sleep first.

Wen Jin gently pulled the book out of Xiao Cheng's hand, put it aside, and looked at Xiao Cheng's sleeping face with the help of the weak wall lamp.

Just staring blankly like this, it seems that I can watch it for a lifetime without getting tired of it.

Early the next morning, when Wen Qi woke up, he turned around and found that Xiao Cheng woke up earlier than him, lying there, looking at himself.

Wen Qi rubbed his eyes, he couldn't remember when he fell asleep last night, he seemed to fall asleep just looking at Xiao Cheng.

Wen Qi sat up, Xiao Cheng still maintained that position, without blinking his eyes, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"No, I just opened my eyes and found someone beside me."

"Aren't you used to it?" Wen Qi guessed.

Xiao Cheng shook his head, "No, I think that if I come again two times, I might develop a habit, and I won't get used to it if I don't see you when I wake up every morning."

Xiao Cheng's words made Wen Qi feel unspeakable. He knew that Xiao Cheng might not have other intentions, but Wen Qi couldn't help thinking wrong after hearing it.

He also wants... also wants to see Xiao Cheng at the first sight every day when he wakes up.

Wen Qi was drawn into emotions by Xiao Cheng's evidence, Ah Hu, but Xiao Cheng had already recovered, lifted the quilt, and got out of bed, "Are you feeling sick to your stomach now? Do you want to continue asking for leave?"

"No need." Wen Qi shook his head.

"Don't force yourself... Anyway, it's just a sports meeting, it's okay if you don't go."

"Go ahead," Wen Qi thought for a while, he was indeed in good health, "It's the third year of high school... This is the last sports meeting in high school, it's a pity to miss it, my stomach really doesn't hurt at all."

"Okay," Xiao Cheng nodded, "Tell me if you're not feeling well... I'll heat up the porridge later, and go to school after breakfast. Don't forget to take your medicine."

"Ah."

During the sports meeting, the stipulated time to arrive at school is much later than the usual morning reading time, so they don't have to rush too much.

Xiao Cheng went to push the cart and handed a bag of things to Wen Qi.

"what?"

"I went to the supermarket yesterday and bought a few small snacks by the way. I prepared them for you. I'm afraid you will be hungry before lunch." Xiao Cheng said naturally, "Your stomach is precious now, so don't dare to let it go hungry .”

Unexpectedly, Xiao Cheng thought so thoughtfully, Wen Qi's heart was warmed all of a sudden, "Thank you."

"It's nothing, who called me your brother, little friend Wen Qi."

Wen Qi sat on the back seat of the bicycle with ease, and retorted in a low voice, "I am obviously older than you." Although it was only a few months.

"Some people... no matter how old they live, they still need someone to take care of them." Xiao Chengdao, "I see you are like this."

Wen Qi leaned forward, leaned slightly on Xiao Cheng's back, and pursed his lips——if this is the case, can you take care of me for the rest of my life?You are so good to me now, what should I do when we separate in the future.

Wen Qi didn't dare to imagine.

If one day Xiao Cheng finds his lover, he will take care of her like he takes care of himself, even a thousand times better...

"Xiao Cheng..."

"Well, what's the matter?" Xiao Cheng looked at the road ahead and answered.

"It's nothing." I just... want you to belong to me only, but I can't say this now.

When it was almost time to go to school, Wen Qi realized something was wrong...

"this road……"

"You are really slow, did you just find out now?"

Wen Qi thought about it for a while and came to his senses, but he wasn't quite sure.

I heard Xiao Cheng continue: "Take this road, it's a little closer to the school... But I usually go to the station to pick you up, it's just a few minutes longer, the difference is actually not that big."

His own thoughts were verified by Xiao Cheng himself, and Wen Qi was a little stunned for a moment...

He thought, how could there be such a good person as Xiao Cheng in this world.

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