Lie down, don't send it! [Gaming]

Jiang Shiyue was wearing white casual clothes, his hair was a little long, and his narrow peach eyes were looking at the inner room suspiciously.

Lan Yi immediately turned sideways courteously and said: "Yes, but he is still lying down."

As soon as Jiang Shiyue stepped into the door, he smelled a strong smell of smoke, and almost subconsciously his brows frowned.

He looked around the room, put the thermos bucket in his hand on the table, walked over and opened the curtains, and opened a crack on the balcony to let the miasma in the house escape.

Lan Yi worriedly looked at Chu Qianyu who was lying on the bed. For a moment, he felt that this scene was a bit cramped when his parents found out that he smoked secretly when he was a child.

Although there is no express prohibition on smoking in the base, Captain Jiang's expression is very harbinger of getting angry, especially his light-colored eyes, which always give off a chill when he is not smiling.

Lan Yi touched the tip of his nose, and decided to escape in 36 ways: "Then you talk to Team Jiang, and I'll go down to eat first."

Jiang Shiyue: "Yes."

After Lan Yi left, Jiang Shiyue walked up to Chu Qianyu and stared at his face seriously, as if trying to see through this person.

Chu Qianyu's back was numb from his stare, so she propped herself up and half sat on the head of the bed, she lowered her eyes and dared not look at him, and asked, "What can I do for you?"

"Where's the smoke?"

"..."

It was the first time Jiang Shiyue spoke to him in such a blunt tone, and his warm voice seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

Before he could make any further moves, Jiang Shiyue had already skillfully opened the drawer beside him. Chu Qianyu grabbed his wrist with wide eyes, and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

"You are capable, you ruin yourself like this when you are sick." Jiang Shiyue sullenly opened the drawer with the other hand to take out the few packs of unopened cigarettes left, and said slightly annoyed: "I will replace these for you." You keep it, and come to me to get it when you are done."

Chu Qianyu: "..."

He was stunned for a moment, obviously very angry, but Chu Qianyu's thoughts slowly shifted to the wrist he was holding.

Jiang Shiyue's wrists were slightly cool, his fingers were long and slender, his nails were cut short, and his phalanges were well-proportioned.

The base always eats late, and now it's close to eight o'clock. It's dark outside, but the lights inside are bright, but Jiang Shiyue's eyes are foggy, and he can't see clearly what he's thinking.

The two were close at hand, their eyes were facing each other, and the warm touch was transmitted from the fingertips to his mind at an extremely fast speed, which was more real than the temperature of holding the mouse in the morning. Chu Qianyu was stunned, and quickly let go of his hand.

Regarding his sudden abnormal behavior, Jiang Shiyue guessed that the brat was smoked, and his face and ears were red with anger. After all, he was still young, so he pretended not to be messed with on the surface, and he didn't know how to hide when things happened.

Thinking of it this way, my heart became softer, and I asked softly, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

Where could he be uncomfortable? He was used to being locked in a small black room since he was a child, and he began to practice some self-defense skills when he grew up. Now he is strong and strong, and ordinary minor illnesses and pains cannot be infected at all, but this stomach problem has followed him a lot. In the past year, it is difficult to treat the symptoms quickly.

Just as Chu Qianyu was lost in thought, something suddenly covered her stomach in a small area, and only after concentrating did she realize that it was Jiang Shiyue's fair palm.

He asked softly, "Does your stomach hurt?"

After speaking, he moved his palm down two inches in confusion: "I remember the duodenal ulcer is here, where is your pain?"

There was a slight heat coming from the abdomen, Chu Qianyu was stunned for a moment, his whole body was stiff, he didn't dare to move at all, he was afraid that if he accidentally dropped his hand... just...

Chu Qianyu didn't dare to think about it anymore, she lifted the cup suddenly, almost jumped up from the quilt, said: "Go to the toilet." and fled the scene.

The toilet door closed with a "bang-", Chu Qianyu turned on the faucet, looked at himself in front of the mirror, his eyes were full of unconcealable panic, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the soft strands of hair stuck to his forehead. ··The feeling of running away.

He flushed his face with water to calm down his physical and mental agitation, and he came out of the toilet after a long time.

The smell of smoke was gone in the room, replaced by the aroma of porridge.

Jiang Shiyue set the tableware, and said worriedly: "I didn't eat at noon, and I have diarrhea, come and eat something quickly."

···It's just that it takes a long time to go to the toilet.

However, he hadn't eaten all day, and his stomach was a little pantothenic. Now that he saw the porridge, his hunger increased exponentially, and finally he cried out twice in embarrassment.

Chu Qianyu rarely showed embarrassment, and didn't dare to look at Jiang Shiyue's inquisitive face. He sat down at the front of the table with a bowl in his hand and began to eat.

Jiang Shiyue said with a smile: "It's quite arrogant."

"・・・"

Preserved egg porridge with lean meat tastes good. The porridge is soft and glutinous. The fragrance of preserved eggs melts in the mouth. The warmth spreads from the mouth to the uncomfortable stomach, gradually relieving the discomfort.

He always eats fast, and after a few bites, he will almost bottom out. Jiang Shiyue patted him on the back: "Eat slowly, and no one will grab you."

Chu Qianyu coughed twice, and slowed down strangely.

Perhaps it was because of Jiang Shiyue, he forgot all the messy information he received in the morning, and the two of them stayed in a separate room. This alone was enough to make his brain hypoxic and sweating nervously. Still thinking about what Chen said.

There was only one stool by the table, so Jiang Shiyue had to sit on the bed, with a casual posture, as if he had returned to his own home, flipping through the calendar with his mobile phone, and asking as if discussing: "By the way, the finals the day after tomorrow, let's go together tomorrow." Burning incense, you too?"

Jiang Shiyue's family believed in this since childhood, and they did not forget to bring the tradition of "seek Buddha first" when they joined the team. Whenever there are major festivals and competitions, they will organize everyone to go to nearby temples to burn incense and pray for blessings with Zuo Qin.

"I?"

In what capacity can he accompany a team to worship Buddha now?

"Don't want to go?" Jiang Shiyue understood: "That's right, the most important thing is to recover from illness first."

Chu Qianyu didn't say anything, he really didn't like going to these places.

After eating, Chu Qianyu packed up the thermos and put it aside, Jiang Shiyue got up and said softly, "After eating, lie down on the bed and rest for a while, I won't accompany you."

He only asked for half an hour's leave with the coach. Although he really wanted to wait until Chu Qianyu fell asleep, he couldn't stay anymore seeing that the time was running out.

As soon as he heard that Jiang Shiyue was about to leave, Chu Qianyu suddenly felt a sense of loss.

"Why are you looking at me? Go to bed."

Jiang Shiyue took the thermos, supervised him, saw that he reluctantly climbed onto the bed and put on the quilt before turning around in satisfaction, suddenly thought of something, stopped in his tracks, and said to him: "Don't think about going downstairs to train, I'll The news is very good."

Chu Qianyu turned her back to him, closed her eyes, and listened to his every move with sensitive ears, listening to him wander around the room, then turned off the lights, and closed the door.

He opened his eyes and looked forward out of focus.

He is not surprised that Jiang Shiyue can come here today. If it is Lan Yi or Liu Qingqing who is sick now, he will treat him like this, just like when he extended a helping hand to countless stray cats when he was a child. He doesn't care who the other is. Just follow the kindness and courtesy in your heart.

So he had nothing to be happy about, but rather lonely.

·

It was less than seven o'clock the next day, and people came out of Base No. 1 one after another. One by one, they were wearing casual clothes, with dark circles under their eyes and masks, and moved weakly to the car.

Zuo Qin said bitterly: "Don't walk like zombies, I told you to go to bed early last night, believe it or not, you still check Weibo!"

Liu Qingqing slumped on Li Yao's body, muttering: "I still follow you to climb mountains when I'm sick, what about human nature?"

Li Yao rolled his eyes at him, put him on his shoulders and stuffed him into the car.

"Li Yao, do you have a grudge against me? Take it easy, eh~"

Jiang Shiyue was the last to come out. Just two steps out of the base, the nutritionist followed him and stopped him. He turned around and chatted with her before coming back.

Zuo Qin asked: "What are you talking about? It was early in the morning."

Jiang Shiyue said lazily, "Order lunch for the patient."

"Sick number?" Zuo Qin was surprised: "Who is sick?"

Jiang Shiyue patted him on the shoulder: "Your cash cow."

Zuo Qin was startled and said, "Chu Qianyu is sick? Why didn't you tell me, I'll send him supplements immediately."

"If you're not afraid that he'll get angry when he gets up, just go." Jiang Shiyue passed him and got into the car.

Zuo Qin: "..."

The snoring of the occupants lasted as long as the car had been driving.

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the morning that the group arrived at their destination. Everyone rubbed their sleepy eyes, yawned and got out of the car one after another.

Ah Kong is both an assistant and a team leader, walking ahead excitedly: "Come here, come here, I'll take a photo for you later, and let the new media post it online to accumulate traffic."

Liu Qingqing: "Don't come, I'm sick, and it doesn't look good to take pictures."

Li Yao saw that his hands were still on his shoulders, and complained expressionlessly: "Is it better if you're not sick?"

"Hehe." Liu Qingqing brushed her hair: "How about a heartthrob? You are also sickly beautiful when you are sick."

The two people bickered from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and their laughter stretched among the trees.

Jinyun Temple is the best temple in the city. It has always been full of incense. Even if it is not on weekends, there are many people. Everyone can't take off their masks. It is still hot when it is approaching early autumn.

After panting for a while on the top of the mountain, everyone came to their senses.

The main hall of the temple is in the center. It is a vermilion building with meticulous carvings. There is a huge incense burner in the circular place of worship. Many people stand in a row and worship piously. Among them, several young people just look at them with a smile.

Sang Huai was the first to speak: "MNY's physical strength is not enough, it's just a few steps and it's like this."

Liu Qingqing glared at him: "Fuck, do you want to bump into us every time you pray? Do you know that we are competitors?"

"So what? Competitors can't pray together?" Sang Huai said amusedly.

Liu Qingqing was furious: "Tomorrow we will play a game between the two teams, and both teams will come here to pray for blessings. Are you fair?"

Sang Huai didn't seem to find it ridiculous, and was a little complacent.

Jiang Shiyue took a picture of the scenery with his mobile phone, and slowly came out of the mountain. He was not too surprised to see Sang Huai, and he looked up and smiled as usual: "Morning."

"You are the only one who is not out of breath." Sang Huai handed him the mineral water in his hand: "I haven't drunk it."

Jiang Shiyue smiled and unscrewed the water. After taking a sip, he said half-jokingly, "It's as if I died young."

Sang Huai laughed softly: "Let's go, if we come later, we will have already gone back."

·

Chu Qianyu was woken up by the knock on the door at noon, looked at the time, and was really startled, how long has he been asleep?

Usually after the meal time, the aunt will come up to deliver the meal.

Holding the doorknob, he held pumpkin porridge and asked, "Do you want porridge today?"

"No." Auntie glanced at the list in her hand and thought she had sent it by mistake: "You are the porridge."

"..."

The aunt smelled it: "Hey, your room smells so good, what is it?"

Only then did Chu Qianyu smell a faint fragrance in the room, and was a little confused for a moment, the smell was a bit like aromatherapy.

He took the porridge and closed the door, squatted down and found a faint aromatherapy night light in the corner, he was so sleepy last night that he didn't notice the existence of this small object.

Chu Qianyu unplugged the slightly hot plug and held it in his hand. The rose-shaped lamp was spinning in his hand, and suddenly his mind was full of thoughts... Perhaps even if Jiang Shiyue forgot about him, he still had a little memory about him Leftovers?

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感谢在2021-09-2219:51:21~2021-09-2319:28:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Xiangge;

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