who do you want me to replace

There is only one bedroom in the house, and of course the only option is to sleep together.

Jiang Yu originally thought it would be a little embarrassing, but fortunately, it didn't. The night temperature in the mountains was much lower than the daytime, but the mattress was warm and soft. After taking a hot bath, he dried his hair and lay down inside. , the brain began to drowsily stop turning.

It's just that today's diet is too irregular. I didn't eat much during the day, and I ate a big bowl at night. At this moment, my stomach began to feel a little uncomfortable.

He knew that stomach medicine must have been prepared in advance in this room, but he was just too lazy to take it, or rather, he didn't really want to take it.

When he had a stomachache before, he still hoped that the pain would go away quickly, but now he felt a little weird. He didn't seem to want the pain to dissipate too quickly, and even, he seemed to fall in love with this kind of savoring. It, the feeling of it, the feeling of living with it.

Because when this long and intense pain finally has to disappear under the influence of body functions, the resulting sense of relief will be particularly strong, as if you have to eat enough sour grapes to eat it at the end. When sweetening the grapes, make that sweetness more pronounced.

At that time, it seemed that I could temporarily put down or forget some heavy things.

He was drowsy with pain, and in a trance, the bed sank a little, Wen Feixun also lay down after taking a shower, and soon realized that something was wrong with him, and moved his fist against his stomach away, still steaming The palm of his hand was stretched into his pajamas, placed on the somewhat cold and hard stomach, and rubbed gently.

Wen Feixun's face was overcast, and he reached out his hand to wipe the cold sweat off Jiang Yu's forehead, and said in a deep voice, "Get up and drink the medicine."

"...to drink tomorrow." Jiang Yu was so sleepy that he refused without even thinking about it.

Wen Feixun laughed angrily: "You have a stomachache tonight, and you will save the medicine for tomorrow? Jiang Yu, do you think of yourself as an experimental subject? Every time you take medicine after a stomachache, the time for taking the medicine is uncertain. Let's test where it is. Time period drinking is the most effective? Then do you want me to be an unrelated bystander and record the process of each experiment for you?"

"..."

Jiang Yu woke up, he was even amused by what Wen Feixun said, and slowly sat up from the bed.

Wen Feixun glared at him and got out of bed to get the medicine.

In the dim light of the desk lamp, the back of Wen Feixun walking back and forth was reflected in Jiang Yu's eyes. The cotton pajamas were very thin, and the figure looked a little cold. When he turned around holding the cup, there was no frown. stretch.

For some reason, and I don't know which point in my heart was touched, Jiang Yu began to feel uncomfortable for no reason. It was just a glass of potion, but he suddenly felt that something heavy was filled in his chest again, making him feel sore and swollen.

The emotions came so fast that he didn't know how to deal with them. It stands to reason that actors should be the type of people who are best at handling sudden emotions, but he felt as if he had suddenly lost that ability.

But at this moment, his face was already pale because of stomach pain, Wen Feixun just thought he was in too much pain, and sat on the side of the bed and passed the cup over: "Drink it quickly, is it hurting too much?"

Jiang Yu looked down at the cup and didn't speak or answer it.

"...Are you a child? You need to be coaxed to drink medicine." Wen Feixun saw his absent-minded appearance, suddenly felt a little nervous, and his tone became much more severe.

But Jiang Yu was unmoved, and Wen Feixun leaned over again, turned his head to observe his expression, his heart burst into flames, and he kissed him on the side of the cheek mischievously: "Then how to coax? Is this so? "

Jiang Yu raised his eyes slowly: "It's useful, let's do it again."

"...you give me medicine!"

As soon as Wen Feixun finished yelling sharply, his mouth was gagged by Jiang Yu's sudden kiss, he choked for breath, the cup in his hand shook a few times, and the potion almost spilled on the bed sheet.

He looked at Jiang Yu's trembling thick black eyelashes, and stopped in the air for half a second with his other hand. He stretched it out and pressed it on the back of Jiang Yu's neck, deepening the kiss until he felt the sweat on his palm. Wet, he frowned and backed away, wiped the cold sweat off Jiang Yu's body with a piece of paper, and forced him to drink the bitter concoction with a cold face.

Wen Feixun's ears were a little red under the warm light, but Jiang Yu didn't see it.

After drinking the medicine, Jiang Yu fell into a deep sleep again. He didn't have those bizarre dreams tonight. Although he still didn't sleep well, he finally had a full night's sleep.

When I opened my eyes early in the morning, there was no one around, and the bedroom door was closed, but faint voices came from outside.

Jiang Yu got up and pulled his hair a few times, opened the door and walked out in his pajamas. The two people outside the door heard the sound and looked up at him in unison.

Besides Wen Feixun, there was another man he didn't know. He was about 40 years old and looked very strong. When he saw him coming out, he greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, good morning."

"Good morning. Are you..."

"Just call me Lao Li. I'm in charge of delivering the food. Mr. Jiang, you can tell me what kind of vegetables and meat you like, or what you're missing. I'll bring it to you every day when I go up the mountain."

"Oh, that's it, okay, thank you."

There was an off-road vehicle parked on the only road outside the door, and there were some bags piled up in the kitchen, each of which was full. Wen Feixun was sorting it out, and Lao Li was helping him.

Jiang Yu looked at him for a while, then said, "Good morning, Fei Xun."

Wen Feixun paused for a moment, raised his eyes, and paused for a moment on the light blue in Jiang Yu's eyes: "There is breakfast on the table in the dining room, go and eat."

"Did you do it? When did you get up? I didn't feel it."

"It's only ten minutes earlier than you. Today's breakfast was brought by Uncle Li," Wen Feixun said to Lao Li, "It's fine to bring something later tomorrow. I'll make breakfast myself."

"I can do it too," Jiang Yu interjected, "I can fry eggs and sausages. If the fire is lowered, it won't get messed up."

As he spoke, he walked to the dining table, and when he saw the things on the table, his footsteps stopped slightly.

There was a bunch of fresh magnolia flowers on the table, with small crystal water drops hanging on it. The petals were jade white, clean and fragile, and the size of each flower was just enough to be held in the palm of the hand.

A bouquet of flowers a day, after a hiatus of more than a month, seems to start again.

He turned his head and looked at Wen Feixun's back squatting on the ground, a part of his heart seemed to have collapsed.

The breakfast on the table looks like it is usually eaten, but there are many types. Even people who don't like breakfast can probably choose a few things they like to eat.

Jiang Yu looked at the flowers, and then looked around. The back door of the house next to him can also lead directly to the outside. A few more steps will lead you to the woods. This woods should have been intentionally maintained. The trees are lush and there are differences. , the leaves of some trees are very beautiful in shape. If you pick up a few pieces and look at them, they are no worse than flowers.

And there are a lot of wild flowers on the grass, Jiang Yu thought, he couldn't get people to send flowers every day, but he might be able to get local materials every day, and send some beautiful things to Wen Feixun.

Thinking this way in his mind, when he came back to his senses, he had already walked out of the house through the back door and entered the woods.

The leaves here are really easy to pick up, and there are some unknown small flowers and grasses. After being matched together, they are not tacky at all, but they are beautiful with a special flavor. The morning light penetrates the gaps in the leaves and falls on him scattered , not stinging at all.

He still wanted to go deeper into the woods, but within a few steps, he heard a faint voice calling his name. The voice seemed to be separated by a layer of water film, but it was getting closer and closer until it penetrated the hazy layer. The water film gradually became clear, and it also made him stupefied for a moment.

Holding the wild flowers and weeds in his hands, he turned around and walked back, his pace getting faster and faster. As soon as he got out of the woods, Wen Feixun who was running over suddenly grabbed his elbow and pulled him forward forcefully.

"What are you doing out of nowhere!?"

Wen Feixun looked very angry, with obvious anger and sternness between his eyebrows, his face was slightly pale, his eyes were fixed on him, and the strength of his hands was surprisingly strong, which made Jiang Yu feel that he wanted to squeeze the bone in this arm. To pinch off.

Jiang Yu stared blankly at the 'bouquet' in the other hand, and lifted it up: "Come and pick this."

"What are you picking this for?"

"...for you."

Wen Feixun's heart was suffocated, looking at the calm expression of the person in front of him, his eyes were a little hot, but also a little weak, his anger gradually faded, and he said with difficulty: "I don't need you to do this."

Jiang Yu was slightly startled, then nodded, "I understand, I just want to give it to you."

Wen Feixun looked at him deeply, and spoke slowly, as if he was reasoning with a child: "But you should at least tell me before you come out, I went to the restaurant after finishing my things, and found you missing, everywhere Nobody, I'm worried."

Jiang Yu opened his mouth, instinctively wanting to defend himself, but after a short pause, he just said, "Got it, I won't do it next time."

Lao Li looked at the two of them not far away, and seeing that nothing happened, he turned and left.

Jiang Yu was pulled by Wen Feixun, and walked back stiffly step by step. What was he trying to say back just now?Oh - it's not a child, and it will definitely not get lost, so there is nothing to worry about.

But he thought about the past in a daze—he was not such a person.

He is very considerate in doing things, even if he leaves for a while, he will tell the people around him first, and he will not disappear suddenly.

He thought about the scene before he went out and his state of mind, but found that he seemed to have forgotten how to go out, as if he had been fantasizing for a while, and had already walked outside without knowing it.

His heart fell straight down, and what was replaced in his chest was some heavy unknown things, which made him unable to breathe, like the sea water spreading to his chest at that time, and the gloomy blue was everywhere.

Yesterday he was still thinking that it was fortunate that there was no sea here, but now he was disappointed why there was no sea here. If there was a sea, maybe if he walked a few steps forward, the sea water in his chest would submerge his head, and it would not be so dull.

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