Isn't it good to get married before dumping?

It was the first time that Zhou Jianan lost his job because of a personal matter, so he asked Wai Wai to tell his agent about the matter, and after getting an agreement with the director, he drove straight to the hospital.

How can I be allergic to faint?

In the ward, Wen Yuan was wearing a ventilator. Although he felt it was unnecessary, there was no nurse in the ward, so he didn't dare to take it off by himself, and there were shocking red spots on the back of his hand.

Allergies worsened.

Spring and autumn are the seasons of suffering for Wen Yuan. Frequent allergies prevented him from going out in these two seasons. The doctor advised him to take anti-allergic treatment. Allergies, anti-allergic treatment made him feel more troublesome and uncomfortable. .

Wen Yuan saw his somewhat dirty coat lying on the chair beside the bed, and wanted to get his phone to check the current time, he wanted to go home.

Wearing a ventilator is a bit inconvenient, Wen Yuan has tried his best to get enough, but his arm is still not long enough, so he had to lift the quilt and stretch his feet to hook it.

Wen Yuan seldom wears socks at home. At this time, his feet are bare, delicate and fair, and it looks like feet that seldom walk.

As soon as I touched my coat, there was a knock on the door.

The doctor didn't know that Wen Yuan had woken up, so he opened the door and walked in.

When Zhou Jianan saw Wen Yuan stretching his feet in a strange posture, his first reaction was that he was awake, the second was why he didn't wear socks, and the third was what he was going to do.

"I... want to get some clothes." Wen Yuan explained consciously.

Zhou Jianan ran all the way up from the parking lot. He was still wearing a hat and a mask because he was afraid of being recognized, so he took off his hat when he entered the room.

"How did you faint?"

Wen Yuan's feet had already retracted into the quilt, and he stretched out his arms to show Zhou Jianan: "It may be an allergy."

Zhou Jianan naturally stretched out his hand to hold it, his hand was very hot, and it was a little itchy on the surface of Wen Yuan's allergic skin.

"How could it be so serious? Didn't you take medicine yesterday?"

"Find time to do an allergy check." The doctor also came over, recorded something in the medical record at the end of the bed, and continued: "Plus a cold, but is your immunity poor? Rarely, people over 20 The year-old man fainted because of this."

Wen Yuan looked at the doctor with a depressed expression on Zhou Jianan's face, he was a little embarrassed, and explained: "I do allergy screening every year, and I have paid attention to it, but it's still the same."

"Is there a report?" asked the doctor.

Wen Yuan said yes, but in the coat, he reached out and patted the back of Zhou Jianan's hand naturally, then pointed to the ragged cotton coat hanging behind him: "Mobile phone."

Zhou Jianan fished out his coat, put it on his knees, and fumbled for his phone in his pocket.

Seeing Zhou Jianan's expensive attire, touching his ragged clothes around, Wen Yuan was a little embarrassed.

I feel a little ashamed for being so dirty.

Wen Yuan has not always been down and out like this. He used to be the baby of his family who was loved by thousands of people. His father was a teacher of the people and his mother was a well-known local entrepreneur.

At that time, Wen Yuan would not feel inferior because he was wearing a dirty dress.

"Well, the mobile phone." Zhou Jianan touched the mobile phone, handed it to Wen Yuan, then stretched out the coat, folded it and put it on another chair.

Wen Yuan restrained himself from thinking about those things, and found the medical examination report he had done earlier this year to show to the doctor.

Allergens are actually very common, most of them are respiratory allergens, so the only reason why Wen Yuan reacted so violently is his physical problem, and a more in-depth examination is needed to determine.

The doctor stopped the ventilator for Wen Yuan and left. Wen Yuan looked at Zhou Jianan who was sitting beside the bed, frowning and sighing, and felt as if he had done something wrong.

It must have delayed his work.

"It will be over soon, I'm sorry, I've come all the way to trouble you."

Zhou Jianan: "How many times has this happened?"

Wen Yuan almost blurted out that it was the first time, but when the two of them were together, he was still a little more frank: "The fourth time."

"Four times!!??"

Wen Yuan shrank back a bit, thinking that there is no need to be so excited.

Zhou Jianan fainted once in his life, when he was accidentally injured while filming an explosion scene, and he felt that fainting was a serious illness and only made a sound.

"Find a good hospital for re-examination."

Wen Yuan said, "No need, it's just an allergy."

Zhou Jianan: "I'm worried about some hidden problem. I'll do a comprehensive inspection. If there's nothing wrong, I'll take good care of it. If..."

Wen Yuan: "I'm worried too."

Zhou Jianan quickly deciphered another meaning from these seemingly perfunctory four words. Thinking of his parents' death and having no brothers or sisters, it would be very difficult for him if there was really an intractable disease.

Wen Yuan later realized that he was too frustrated when he said this, so he pulled out a smile, and took the initiative to hold Zhou Canaan's hand: "I will go, when it is not so busy later, I will definitely go."

Zhou Jianan stayed with him in the hospital all the time, and Waiwai also came later, waiting for Wen Yuan to finish his drip.

After this incident happened, Zhou Jianan would not let Wen Yuan go back to his home no matter what.

"What if something happens to you again?" Zhou Jianan said.

Wen Yuan knew that Zhou Jianan was very busy, compared to himself, his worth was calculated every minute, and also thought that because of his illness today, he missed the cover shooting appointment, so he didn't dare to insist anymore.

But Wen Yuan still felt a little weird since he hadn't lived outside for so many years.

He was a bit unable to make himself a smooth transition into the identity of Zhou Canaan's husband.

If it was ten years ago, if Zhou Jianan asked him to call him husband as a joke, he would also call out sweetly, but now, he would be unable to speak no matter what.

On the way, Wai Wai answered the call from the agent, and communicated with the filming team to make up the remaining few looks tomorrow.

"Waiwai, help me prepare some food and small gifts, and bring them over tomorrow to make an apology." Zhou Canaan ordered.

Wai Wai is in the process of contacting the business side to push back all the undecided activities in the next half month, and replies in a muffled voice: "Well, sister Kaye also explained."

Wen Yuan just listened silently, a little guilty, he didn't understand how a celebrity works, and he didn't know who was in the team, so far he had only met manager Kaye, assistant Wai Wai and driver Xiao Ye.

When the nanny car came out of the tunnel, Wen Yuan saw the gorgeous sunset through the anti-peeping film.

He couldn't help admiring, which attracted Wai Wai and Zhou Canaan.

"Wow, so beautiful." Wai Wai also sighed, and immediately turned on the camera to take a few pictures outside the window, because the effect was not so good through the glass.

Wen Yuan noticed it, so he turned around and asked Zhou Jianan, "Can you open the car window and have a look?"

Zhou Jianan didn't expect Wen Yuan to ask this, so he opened it if he wanted to.

But he had just come out of the hospital, and the cold wind was not good for his health, so he reached out and grabbed a blanket from the back seat, and covered Wen Yuan himself, and carefully tucked it tightly.

"open it."

Wen Yuan's heart warmed, as expected, he would get a lot of care when he was sick.

Wai Wai got the order and excitedly opened the car window.

Wen Yuan and Wai Wai sighed again in unison: "Wow..."

Zhou Jianan thought it was a bit cute. He sat on the side not facing the sunset, and from the angle of the sunset, he could observe Wen Yuan's side face unscrupulously.

Too thin, he thought.

The hair is still the same, a little curly, looking soft. He is wearing a wool cap, and the few curls on the forehead block his eyes, but he can still see the slightly tapped long eyelashes.

When he was in high school, this kind of lazy and handsome Japanese style was not popular. Wen Yuan was cheerful and enthusiastic, and his popularity was very good. His classmates with good relationships would jokingly call him curly hair.

No one realized how good-looking he was, only Zhou Jianan felt that Wen Yuan was a handsome young man.

Wen Yuan was obsessed with the gorgeous sunset. It is very difficult to see such a beautiful sunset in Shanghai. He couldn't help stretching out his hand from under the blanket and recorded a video with his mobile phone. Looking at the scene on the screen of the mobile phone, his eyes glowed.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, you look so happy." Wai Wai said.

Wen Yuan sat up straight and moved closer to the window.

"Do I usually look unhappy?"

Wai Wai didn't dare to say yes directly, and said obliquely: "You always look a little melancholy."

Wen Yuan smiled, he is indeed unhappy now, but he is not unhappy either, he did not directly reply to Wai Wai's words, but said lightly: "It's so romantic, everything is moving, we can even meet and part with the sun."

Wai Wai didn't understand why Wen Yuan said this suddenly, but felt that Wen Yuan was very gentle and lovely under the afterglow.

"I am often negative but feel that life is beautiful. Romance and pessimism do not conflict, so there is nothing wrong with it." Wen Yuan explained.

Wai Wai gave a half-understood oh, and caught a glimpse of Zhou Jianan holding up his phone to take a picture of Wen Yuan's back from the corner of his eye.

She immediately pretended she didn't see it and turned her head away. She didn't expect Brother Jianan to have the urge to secretly record her boyfriend because he thought he was so cute.

When he came to Zhou Jianan's house for the second time, Wen Yuan was still a little embarrassed. The old cotton clothes he was wearing were not very harmonious with this high-end residence with bright windows and clean, cool tones.

"Come on, change your shoes." Zhou Jianan took out Wen Yuan's slippers from the shoe cabinet, and squatted on the ground waiting for him to change them.

It was getting late, and Wai Wai didn't keep up. Wen Yuan looked at Zhou Jianan who was squatting in front of him to change his shoes, and felt that it was unreal.

In the past, he was the one who treated Zhou Canaan well after being busy with himself, but now that Zhou Canaan is already a film king with double gold in his hand, he took the initiative to take care of himself instead.

Wen Yuan stepped on his shoes and quickly put them on.

Zhou Jianan put Wen Yuan's shoes in the shoe cabinet and changed them by himself.

The air conditioner at home was turned on by remote control before returning, and it was very warm. The temperature difference between indoor and outdoor made Wen Yuan sweat a little now, and his face was a little red.

Zhou Jianan changed his shoes, took off his coat, and saw that Wen Yuan was so hot that he blushed and stood there blankly.

"Take off your clothes." He said, the air conditioner in the house is sufficient, and it will be hot if you wear too much.

Wen Yuan took a look at his ragged cotton clothes, and hurriedly took off his coat. As soon as he pulled down the zipper, he felt hands wrapping his head gently, and took off the wool cap.

"Ah...thank you." Wen Yuan felt even hotter.

"Want to take a bath?"

Wen Yuan said yes, he sweated a lot in the hospital today, and now he feels a little uncomfortable.

"What's going on..." Zhou Jianan saw that Wen Yuan's face was even redder, and even his ears were red, thinking that his cold had worsened and turned into a fever, so he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead.

"I……"

Zhou Jianan felt that Wen Yuan's bangs hindered him from taking his body temperature with his hand, and he felt it firmly after pushing his bangs up with the other hand.

Wen Yuan took a deep breath, firstly, he realized that Zhou Canaan was just helping him to take his temperature, and secondly, it was really comfortable to put Zhou Jianan's cool hand on his burning head.

"Fortunately, I don't have a fever. Take a shower first, and then try again with a thermometer," Zhou Jianan naturally slid his hand to Wen Yuan's back, and gently pushed him towards the house.

"There is a constant temperature bathtub in the bedroom, you can soak for a while."

Wen Yuan went up to the second floor with Zhou Canaan this week. It was the first time he entered Zhou Canaan's bedroom. It was still in a very simple style, and the bathroom was also very wide, with wet and dry separated.

Zhou Jianan went to turn on the water to adjust the temperature on his own.

"It'll be fine right now."

After talking, go get pajamas.

Wen Yuan stood in the bathroom and found that all the toiletries were for two people, even the styles were the same, most of them were couples of the same style but different colors.

There are some skin care tips posted next to the mirror, the handwriting is not written by Zhou Jianan.

Zhou Jianan came back soon and told him: "I'll stay outside and call me immediately if you feel uncomfortable. By the way, do you want to watch a drama? I'll get you an iPad. What are you watching? Is it a rumor about martial arts?"

Wen Yuan suddenly smiled, and took the pajamas: "Well, I'm still watching."

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