The paranoid milk dog is actually me

On Monday morning, Xie Xingzhi returned to the company to continue to deal with the follow-up work left by this matter.

He came out of the conference room, just in time to see Zhao Hongjun: "How is it? Xie Anheng didn't get beaten when he went back, did he?"

Xie Xingzhi smiled helplessly: "I'm afraid I can't beat him now."

"Hahaha!" Zhao Hongjun knew that Xie Anheng was learning martial arts, "I heard that he is very good at martial arts, and all my son's friends know his name."

He patted Xie Xingzhi again: "But even if you give him a hundred courage, that kid might not dare to fight with you!"

Xie Anheng usually noticed it when he was with Xie Xingzhi, and his attitude could be described as respectful.

Xie Xingzhi shook his head: "He dares to hide such a big matter from me, what else would he dare to do?"

Mentioning this, Zhao Hongjun said seriously: "Did you find out? How did he fall into the Xia family's way?"

"There is no special method at all." Xie Xingzhi said as he walked, "The Xia family changed their strategy a little bit, and he couldn't handle it. He was blindly arrogant and thought that he could use his previous experience to win this project."

Zhao Hongjun paused when he heard the words, and sighed: "Don't be too harsh on him, after all, he is still a child, it's normal that he can't play with that old fox Xia Jinghui."

Xia Jinghui was famous for being scheming in the mall, so Xie Xing was very cautious every time he met him in his previous life.

However, they had played against each other several times, and each time the other party failed to obtain benefits from him.

"I still spoil him too much at ordinary times, and I have grown into a sweet baby in the greenhouse." Xie Xingzhi felt that being young was not an excuse.

"Oh, it's alright, alright, you've learned a lot from a ditch, this time's failure will definitely help him succeed in the future."

Zhao Hongjun smoothed things over with a smile.

Xie Xingzhi suddenly flickered.

"Hey!" Zhao Hongjun was startled, and quickly supported him, "What's wrong? Xiao Xie, don't scare me."

Xie Xingzhi was supported by him to sit down on the chair next to him. He slowly supported his head, and the sudden dizziness finally eased away.

"Is it an old problem again?" Zhao Hongjun knew that he was not in good health.

"It's okay, I'll be fine after sitting for a while." This body has been full of problems since the attempted suicide, and Xie Xingzhi has become accustomed to it.

"That can't be done. If your younger brother hears about it, his face will be able to freeze all of us to death." Zhao Hongjun was worried.

In the end, Xie Xingzhi still couldn't hold him back and asked the driver to take him to the hospital.

The doctor was already familiar with him, and he was asked to sit down after a basic examination: "Are you still taking your medicines on time?"

"Eat." Xie Anheng stared at him to eat every day, so he dared not let it go.

The doctor was obviously satisfied with his answer: "Well, let me see your test results, sit here and wait for a while."

Xie Xingzhi nodded: "Okay."

The examination data was quickly transferred to the doctor's computer. Seeing his frown deepen, Zhao Hongjun next to him couldn't help it: "Doctor, my brother's illness is not serious, is it? Can it be cured?"

"It's definitely curable." The doctor looked up, "How are you doing in life recently? How do you feel?"

Xie Xingzhi paused for a second: "Very good, I love my life very much."

Yuanchen was very decisive when he swallowed the medicine and committed suicide. He had the mentality of not leaving himself a way to survive. According to the doctor's examination, he should have died long ago, so every time he came for treatment, he would inevitably be asked these questions.

The doctor's eyes were a bit complicated: "How's your sleeping situation recently? Do you have frequent dreams?"

"……Have."

Not only dreaming, but also dreaming about those things in the previous life.

"Has this happened recently? Sudden dizziness, headache or nausea?"

"It happened." Xie Xingzhi said truthfully, "I stood up from my chair last weekend and suddenly felt very dizzy and my stomach hurt."

The doctor was silent for a few seconds: "I suggest you find a suitable hospital for surgery as soon as possible. Your current condition is no longer suitable for conservative treatment."

"Ah?" Zhao Hongjun asked anxiously, "Then our hospital can't do surgery? Money is not a problem, as long as it can cure him, it will do whatever it takes!"

Xie Xingzhi held him back: "Uncle Zhao."

"It's not a matter of money. Manbei City, or even the whole country, probably doesn't have such technology so far." The doctor showed him the color picture, "Your physical condition is too complicated for ordinary hospitals to handle. Very sophisticated clinical experience."

Xie Xingzhi drooped his eyelids: "I understand."

"This is an expert my mentor once studied in Germany. He is a very top doctor. I'm not sure he is qualified, but you can try to contact him and ask."

"Thank you." Xie Xingzhi accepted the business card he handed over, "I'm sorry to trouble you today, Doctor Wang."

Seeing how young he is, the doctor sighed in his heart: "No trouble, no trouble, I will give you another treatment, which can temporarily relieve your current condition."

Coming out of the hospital, the atmosphere on the way back was a bit heavy.

Xie Xingzhi lowered his head and thought for a while: "Uncle Zhao, please don't tell Xie Anheng about my coming to the hospital today. If he asks, you also say that I came to get the medicine."

"Okay, I'll keep it secret for you." Of course Zhao Hongjun agreed, "But you must take what the doctor said seriously."

He had known about Xie Xingzhi's poor health for a long time, but today he realized that it was so serious.He also saw the doctor's behavior just now, and Zhao Hongjun was worried.

"I'll take care of myself, don't worry." Xie Xingzhi turned his head to look at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window, pinched the business card, and lowered his head in thought.

After school in the afternoon, Xie Anheng picked up his schoolbag and rushed downstairs.

He arrived on the first floor, facing three faces waiting for him with their heads up—Cen Xiangyang, Zou Miao and He Mingxu.

"Your brother has something to do today, let me pick you up." Cen Xiangyang opened his mouth and said the words he least wanted to hear, "Look at your expression, you don't want me to pick you up, I don't want to come yet. "

Xie Anheng was carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder, and asked, "What is my brother busy with?"

As soon as Cen Xiangyang opened his mouth, he stepped on the thunder accurately: "He was still in the company when I left, and he was probably busy cleaning up your mess."

Xie Anheng paused, and heard him say again: "I guess he's almost done with his work now, anyway, he said he would come back to have dinner with you, and asked you to wait for him."

Xie Anheng's complexion obviously improved a lot.

"Hey, you kid, Miao Miao just finished the exam today, I'm going to take the two of them out for a massage, and I wanted to bring you along too."

Xie Anheng: "No, I'm not used to eating outside."

Cen Xiangyang: "..."

Cen Xiangyang: "Listen, both of you, what is he talking about, and judge!"

"Cousin, why are you still arguing with Xie Anheng at such an age...it's so embarrassing." Zou Miao said in a low voice, "Everyone next to you is looking at you."

"..." Cen Xiangyang was furious, "If it wasn't for this kid being mad at me... what the hell..."

He looked around: "Who is watching us? You are thinking too much."

"There are so many people in the library, oops!" Zou Miao suddenly covered his face.

Before the rest of them could react, Xie Anheng heard a soft male voice.

"Brother Luo, don't be like this..."

He looked for fame.

Two figures, one tall and one short, were standing under the small corridor on the second floor of the library. Although they were not very clear, they could still be distinguished as two boys.

They interlocked their fingers, and the taller hugged the shorter one in a very intimate gesture.

After a few seconds, the heads of the two got closer and closer.

"What are you doing?" Cen Xiangyang waved his hand to cover Zou Miao's eyes, and drove all the children forward, "If there is any fuss, don't watch!"

He Mingxu looked bewildered, and tried to turn his head back, but he turned his head forward again: "What happened? Is there anything over there?"

Cen Xiangyang said to him viciously: "Nothing happened, nothing! Let's go to eat!"

Xie Anheng followed behind them, and when the three of them didn't pay attention, he turned his head quietly.

The two boys were still hugging each other, the short one was pressed against the wall by the tall one, and the latter's big palm was on the back of his head, forcing him to look up.

Both of them closed their eyes and rubbed each other's lips very lightly. The short boy shrank back as if he was ticklish, and the tall boy immediately lowered his head and sucked heavily on his lips.

Xie Anheng's eyes widened slightly, then quickly lowered his eyelashes, and quickly turned his head away.

"Xie Anheng, can I send you here?" At the gate of the community, Cen Xiangyang stopped, "We have to go to that store to queue up, otherwise we won't have a seat later, so we won't go upstairs with you."

"Xie Anheng?" The other party didn't respond, "What are you thinking? We're home!"

Xie Anheng snapped back to his senses.

With a "hmm", he pulled his backpack up and walked into the community without looking back.

"?" Cen Xiangyang stared at his back.

Zou Miao grabbed him: "Cousin, is Xie Anheng in a bad mood?"

"Is brother Xingzhi feeling unwell again?"

He Mingxu: "It must be, every time he is in a bad mood it is because of his brother."

"...What's wrong, brother Xingzhi is in good health!" Cen Xiangyang waved his hand, "He made a mistake and was scolded by his brother."

"what?"

"Stop talking, let's go and eat."

Xie Anheng went straight into the study when he got home, and he supported his hands to do the last dictation homework.

But for some reason, the text that he had memorized fluently seemed to disappear from his mind. For a whole hour, he kept turning the pen, distracted, wrote a few words, continued to turn the pen, distracted, and repeated.

"Let's put the things here. I'm sorry to ask you to come over so late. Just cook two dishes."

"It's okay, it's okay, I just bought fish, Young Master An Heng likes to eat it."

"Then dinner will be left to you."

There was a conversation between Xie Xingzhi and the hourly worker's aunt outside the door, and then the footsteps were getting closer and closer to the study.

Xie Anheng quickly sat up straight.

The door clicked open.

But it wasn't his door that opened.

Xie Anheng relaxed again.

This state continued until dinner.There were only two people in the family, and the dining table was not big, so Xie Anheng and Xie Xingzhi sat face to face.

It was very quiet during the meal, Xie Xingzhi had been processing some messages on his mobile phone, he lowered his head and didn't look at him at all.

But Xie Anheng's gaze fell on Xie Xingzhi uncontrollably.

The latter had just finished drinking the soup, and his lips were very moist. He didn't know what news he saw, so he stopped and pursed his lips.

This tiny movement seemed to be infinitely stretched and slowed down.

Xie Anheng swallowed subconsciously.

With a "boom", Xie Xingzhi put down his phone and looked up to pick up the food in front of him. Xie Anheng hurriedly lowered his eyelids as if he had been scalded by something, and quickly took two mouthfuls of rice.

"Like to eat this fish?" Xie Xingzhi saw him eating so hard, "Then I'll try it someday when I'm free."

Xie Anheng's hand holding the chopsticks froze, and said "hmm" indistinctly.

It was close to ten o'clock in the evening, before going to bed, Xie Anheng squeezed the Chinese document in his hand, took another look at the words "endorsement and parent's signature" written on today's homework, and knocked on Xie Xingzhi's door.

"Come in."

There was a quick response from the room, Xie Anheng pushed the door open: "Brother, there is an endorsement assignment for you to sign."

After he finished speaking, he was stunned, Xie Xingzhi seemed to have just taken a shower, he was only wearing a white bathrobe, his hair was not completely dried, and the tips of his hair were still wet.

"I'll blow my brother's hair." Xie Anheng immediately put down the book in his hand, ready to get the hair dryer.

"No need." Xie Xingzhi refused, brushed his hair casually a few more times, pulled the sofa next to him and sat down, "Recite the book first."

He stretched out his hand: "Give me the book, let's start."

Xie Anheng could only hand him the language document obediently, and stood up straight in front of him.

This text is not difficult to memorize, it is the type with clear logic in classical Chinese, Xie Anheng started pouring out sentences one by one like beans, and then popped out of his mouth.

By coincidence, Xie Anheng took a look at Xie Xingzhi.

The latter propped his chin with one hand, his eyelashes drooped, and he was reading the Chinese documents very seriously.

Because he just took a shower, his skin looked fairer than usual, his cheeks and earlobes were still slightly pink, and his eyebrows were very gentle.

Xie Anheng saw a drop of water hanging on the hair beside his ear.

"Haunting of the Poor Island..."

Xie Anheng's lips moved.

The drop of water fell from the tip of the hair, slid to Xie Xingzhi's ear, hung down the earlobe along the ear, and dripped on the side of the neck.

It slowly meanders to the collarbone, and there is a small light brown mole on Xie Xingzhi's collarbone.

The drops of water faltered for a long time, and finally rolled into the bathrobe.

"Huh?" Xie Xingzhi raised his eyes, "Why don't you recite it?"

Xie Anheng blinked quickly a few times, then looked away to look at the ground.

His fingers hanging by the trouser legs slightly curled up, and he said softly, "Suddenly I don't remember it."