Beauty has a lot of bad thoughts

"This is the bill." The doctor handed Xue Dingbang a piece of paper, raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice, "Have you brought any money? We need cash here."

Looking at the bill of more than 3000 US dollars, Xue Dingbang didn't even frown: "I don't have so much cash, can I pay the bill with a credit card?"

The doctor glanced behind him and moved closer: "How much do you have?"

Xue Dingbang took out his wallet and counted: "I only have 26 Franklins..."

"Okay, we settled it!" The doctor snatched the money from Xue Dingbang and tore up the bill. "Here is the medicine! Remember to take it!"

The doctor slipped away quickly, followed by the sound of him closing the door, followed by shrill curses.

"Damn bastard! Going to gamble again!" After a few steps, the nurse failed to catch up, and simply stood at the door of the clinic and shouted, "You will be hit by a car! You bastard!"

Maeda Chris blinked and was woken up.

There is very little liquid left in the bottle.The nurse glanced at the medicine bottle, then turned her head and cursed at Chris Maeda to pull out the needle.Her mouth was fierce, but her movements were very gentle. When they left, she gave a large bottle of juice.

"Keep warm," she said, "enhance nutrition."

Xue Dingbang nodded, touched the empty wallet with only small change left, and said nothing.Beside him, there was a small animal holding juice in both hands, with its two paws restlessly rubbing back and forth on it, it was too cute and well-behaved.

"Can you walk?" The wound on the knee is no longer a serious problem, but Chris Maeda, who was sitting on the bed, is still not energetic. "Let me carry you back. Do you want to go home?"

"Can I go to your place?" Maeda Chris lowered his head, his eyelashes fluttering slightly, "It's actually quite cold to sleep in the car at night."

Xue Dingbang silently nodded, and carried him straight back to his residence.

The whole afternoon, Chris Maeda, who had taken the medicine, fell into a drowsy sleep.He is obedient, cute and cute, like a little milk cat. From time to time, he utters a few dreams in his sleep, or rubs his face against the pillow with his palm.

It wasn't until dusk that the napping cat woke up from its dream.It was the little cat's nose that woke up first. He moved his little nose and sniffed, and smelled a tempting fragrance coming from the room.

Xue Dingbang was standing by the table, his tall figure covered something that was emitting white smoke, and he didn't know what he was doing.

"Dingbangsang..." Chris Maeda barely supported himself, his voice was so hoarse that he was startled.

Xue Dingbang turned his head and showed a kind smile that could almost accommodate the whole world to the patient on the bed.He turned off the induction cooker without hesitation, and there was a transparent coffee pot on the table in front of him, but what was boiling in it was neither plain water nor coffee, but hot thick soup.

"Are you awake?" Xue Dingbang poured some thick soup from the kettle into the cup, and walked up to Chris with a gentle smile, "How is your body? Doesn't seem to have a fever? Have something to eat, huh?"

"En." Taking the thick soup handed over by Xue Dingbang with both hands, Chris Maeda nodded, picked up a spoon and took a sip.

In the steaming thick soup, there are sweet and sour tomatoes and carrots cut into small pieces.The canned beef was so soft and rotten that it melted in your mouth.Eggs spread throughout every corner of the soup, and the fragrant cucumber adds to the refreshing feeling of the thick soup.The most wonderful thing is that in every mouthful of the soup, there are small smooth noodles.

Maeda Chris took a big sip, feeling the satisfaction from carbohydrates.

The hot soup is not only delicious, but also very warm.

After eating a few mouthfuls in succession, the mist of hot soup covered Chris Maeda's eyes.The mist gathered into water vapor, and the water vapor condensed into teardrops, which burst out uncontrollably and fell into the soup.

"Is it hot?" Xue Dingbang took the cup and put it on his cheek to test the temperature.

It's not hot.

After Schrödingbang cooked it, he specially stirred it to cool it down.He also tasted it himself, whether it was salt or temperature, he controlled it very well.

Chris Maeda just shook his head, and the tears hanging from his eyelashes were like beads of broken thread, falling down non-stop.

"What's wrong?" Putting the cup aside, Xue Dingbang took out a handkerchief and handed it to Chris Maeda who was still crying.

"すいとん...is...delicious!" After saying this, he buried his face in the handkerchief, his voice was vague, "すいとん..."

Xue Dingbang patted his trembling shoulder lightly, and lightly stroked the soft black hair on the back of his head.

Maeda Chris was silent, and Xue Dingbang was also silent.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled all over the room, dyeing everything in a dim yellow gold.

The setting sun was gradually swallowed by the lights, but the night failed to dominate Las Vegas.The lights of the city that never sleeps are brighter than the sun setting in the west and the new moon rising in the east.

Chris Maeda cried for a while, finally stopped sobbing, and raised a tear-stained face.The handkerchief he was holding was also wet a lot. "I'm sorry," he blinked, a little embarrassed, "I'll wash it and return it to you."

"Why don't you give it back to me now," Xue Dingbang picked up the handkerchief and wiped away his tears with the still dry place. "Compared to the clean handkerchief, I want to know what S is, what is it?"

Chris Maeda's big eyes were filled with puzzlement: "Huh? Didn't Dingbangsang do Suiton?"

Xue Dingbang smiled helplessly: "What is that?"

Chris Maeda: "It's Suiton!"

Xue Dingbang: "What? Water escape?"

Chris Maeda bit his lip and tried hard to hold back a smile.His thin shoulders trembled, his clenched fists pressed against Xue Dingbang's shoulders, and his whole head was buried in Xue Dingbang's chest.

Enduring is not ordinary hard work.

"Chris," Xue Dingbang patted him on the back, "don't hold back. If you want to laugh, laugh out loud, if you want to cry, cry out. Suppressing your emotions will make you sick."

"Really, Dingbangsang!" Chris Maeda raised his head, smiling with tears in his eyes, "Are you a ninja? What is 'Water Dungeon'! It's 'Water Ball'! 'Water Ball'!"

"Water balls? Japanese food? No, this is a Chinese dish." Xue Dingbang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, "It's not 'water balls', it's 'noodle soup'. Good memory, I apologize. Is that okay?"

Chris Maeda tilted his head, stared at Xue Dingbang seriously, and said, "You are really... so gentle, Dingbangsang."

Chris Maeda lowered his eyes and brushed the hair beside his ears. His white jade-like fingertips contrasted amazingly with the smooth black hair but complemented each other perfectly.

At that moment, Xue Dingbang felt something and gently plucked his heartstrings, but he remained calm on the surface.He sat quietly on the edge of the bed, just like he had always shown in the past - being a qualified listener.

"Before I was six years old, I lived with my grandfather in the country." Maeda Chris wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "In the mountains of Karuizawa, winter is so cold! When I come back from collecting firewood outside, I can eat the water on the table. Grandpa often said to me - people have to work to have food to eat. No matter how young children are like that!"

Without thinking too much, Xue Dingbang guessed why Chris was crying. "I'm sorry, Chris."

"Work! Oops!" Maeda Chris glanced at the sky, struggling to get out of bed, "I'm going to be late!!! Tonight, I have a magic show opening!"

"Chris!" Xue Dingbang stretched out his arm to stop him, so as not to let Chris fall off the bed and fell to the ground again, "You should ask for leave today! I will lend you my mobile phone and call to ask for leave. You still You haven't recovered yet, rest for a while, huh?"

The phone was stuffed into Chris Maeda's hand, and he even unlocked it thoughtfully.Chris Maeda lowered his eyes and took several breaths. "Thank you, Dingbangsang." He picked up the phone with both hands, and dialed the number carefully.

"Well... yes, sir, I would like to ask for leave today."

"Because, I'm sick. I have a cold. It's not very important. I just ask for leave today."

"What? What do you mean I don't come anymore?"

"There was such a thing, but he didn't say to fire me! Hello? Hello??? Hello?!!!"

Chris Maeda tried his best to explain, but after talking for more than ten minutes, he still didn't get an understanding.He hung up the phone with a face full of disappointment, and handed the phone back to Xue Dingbang with both hands.

"Sorry." Xue Dingbang sighed, "Chris."

"It's no big deal! I don't have more than this job!" Maeda Chris punched the bed, rubbing his back molars hard, "I don't care about doing a damn opening show! I will have my own special show in the future show!"

"There will be." Xue Dingbang said sincerely, "I promise."

Chris Maeda snorted softly, and obediently leaned his little head on Xue Dingbang's shoulder. "You are the best person I have ever met." He was full of admiration, and gently pinched Xue Dingbang's fingertips, "If only I could have met you earlier..."

Before Chris Maeda finished speaking, Xue Dingbang's phone rang.

It belongs to the special little star ringtone of Xiao Yinren, which must be answered in seconds!

"Yin Ren, I thought you would be too busy to call today." Xue Dingbang had a gentle smile on his face, and his voice softened several times, "Is the office business going well?"

"Very good." On the other end of the phone, Yin Ren didn't sound annoyed, "You know about the mess in my office. Of course it's not as busy as Professor Xue's. Who did you call just now? The line was busy for more than ten minutes. !"

Xue Dingbang glanced at Maeda Chris on his shoulder, and changed the direction of the phone.With his small fan-like eyelashes, he moved his body and found a more comfortable position to lean against.

Xue Dingbang said truthfully: "I lent the phone to other people for a while."

"Give it to someone else?!" Yin Ren raised his voice an octave, "Why did you give the phone to someone else? Dingbang, do you have anything to hide from me?"

The author has something to say:

Yin Ren: The sense of crisis is MAX!Dingbang, are you looking for a man behind my back? !

Xue Dingbang: Actually, you are quite heavy, I can't carry it on your back.

Chris Maeda: Yes, yes!Carry my back at most!I better carry it on my back!