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Suo Yu hung up the phone, turned and left the banquet hall.

The secretary noticed his movement, and quickly chased after him: "Mr. Suo, where are you going?"

"There are some things to deal with. I leave it to you here." Suo Yu said.

After Suo Yu finished speaking, the assistant's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said, "But here..."

Before he finished speaking, Suo Yu stopped, and the man stood at the door of the banquet hall, looking at him quietly with lowered eyes.

"Secretary Li, I spent a lot of money to ask you to do things. If you can't do these things well, what should I leave you for?"

Secretary Li's expression tightened.

After Suo Yu finished speaking, he turned around and took off his tie, and left the banquet hall.

Xu Yan felt that he was about to burn to death.

After he finished calling Suo Yu, all the strength in his body was exhausted.The phone fell to the side, Xu Yan curled up, panting with difficulty and heavily.

Illness can often weaken a person's nerves, and people will become fragile under weak nerves.Xu Yan was burned all over, and in his chaotic mind, he thought of some beautiful things from a long time ago.

He was not born an orphan.He has very good parents, rich material conditions are secondary, they gave him meticulous care and selfless love.When Xu Yan was a child, he also grew up with no scruples like Lin Xun.

Xu Yan was in good health when he was a child, but as a child, he would get sick occasionally.When he was sick, his mother would accompany him all day and night. Even if his father had to work, he would touch his cheek by his bedside, tell him stories and accompany him when he came back from work, hoping to make him forget Pain from illness.

Xu Yan's life is like a jigsaw puzzle. Accompanied by his parents, they pave his way piece by piece.However, just as his jigsaw puzzle was forming the first pattern, his parents died unexpectedly.

At that moment, Xu Yan's jigsaw puzzle was scattered all over the floor, and there were messy and incomplete small squares everywhere.Xu Yan stood in the pile of rubbish, helpless and dazed.

He never put his puzzle together again.Even now that he is 19 years old, time is pulling him forward.His footsteps still stopped when he was 15 years old, his body was dragged and became longer and thinner, and he was growing tight like that.

Xu Yan spent countless nights wishing to see his parents in his dreams, but they rarely came.Sometimes, he would resent why they didn't come, but sometimes he thought that they were just afraid that he would be sad when he saw them.

How can parents make their children sad?

But after thinking of this matter, Xu Yan's heart often felt like a burst of sadness, like standing on a winter seashore, with a roll of icy waves pouring on his head.

Only his parents love him the most, and now, no one in this world will love him so much.

Xu Yan curled up, a low moan escaped from his throat, holding his memories and longings in his arms.

Suo Yu asked someone to open Xu Yan's room.

With the lights off in the room, Suo Yu walked into Xu Yan's bedroom relying on the light projected from the corridor at the door.The bedside lamp in the bedroom was on, under the soft light, Xu Yan was lying in a bulging ball inside the soft quilt.

The heating was turned on in the room, but perhaps because of Xu Yan's fever, the temperature in the room was much higher than outside.When walking to the bedside, this temperature difference is also more obvious.

Suo Yu stood in front of the bed, leaned over the edge of the bulging quilt, and let out a cry.

"Xu Yan."

After hearing someone call his name, a ball in the quilt moved, but he didn't seem to have any strength, and he just moved, and there was no movement.

Suo Yu raised his hand and lifted the wrapped quilt.

Afraid of scaring Xu Yan, Suo Yu only lifted the quilt a little bit, and after the quilt was lifted, the heat from the quilt suddenly came out.The scent of the mint-flavored body wash on the boy's body was heated, and it flicked onto his face.

At the corner where the quilt was lifted, the light penetrated into the quilt, illuminating the boy's face vaguely.

Xu Yan curled up under the quilt, his cheeks including his exposed skin were red.He was burned so badly that his consciousness may not be clear anymore.When the quilt was lifted, the cool breeze from outside penetrated, under his slightly frowned brows, a pair of peach blossom eyes opened, looking outside through the corner of the quilt lifted by Suo Yu.

There was no focus in his eyes, but there was light.His eyes were shining, like obsidian falling from a mountain stream.He opened his eyes and looked at him steadily.

"Uncle." Xu Yan called him hoarsely.

When Suo Yu called him out, his heart sank slightly.He looked into his eyes, and stretched his arms into the cave where Xu Yan buried himself.

His hands were placed on Xu Yan's waist, and his fingers rubbed into his skin through his pajamas.Suo Yu took Xu Yan, who was hot all over, out of the quilt, hugged him with one arm, and pressed the back of his head with one hand, letting him fall into his neck and shoulders.

"Well. Good."

Suo Yu took Xu Yan to the hospital.

Jiushan is a nursing home in Beicheng. In addition to various entertainment venues where celebrities gather, Jiushan's most high-end private hospital is also located here.

Before going to the hospital, Suo Yu contacted the person in charge of the hospital.When he brought Xu Yan to the hospital, the doctors and nurses were already waiting outside.As soon as the two arrived, Xu Yan was sent to the ward.

"It's just that the body is weak due to overwork, and the temperature difference in the hot spring villa is large, so I have a fever. So far, there are no problems with the physical signs, and I just need to get some drips to reduce the fever."

The doctor stood in the ward, talking to Suo Yu in front of the bed about Xu Yan's examination.

In the VIP ward, in front of the white hospital bed, the color of the young man's body has not faded. He is lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed tightly, his hands are exposed outside, and the beautiful hands are pierced with IV needles, which are covered with medical adhesive tape. On the raised blue blood vessels.

In front of the hospital bed, a tall man in a black shirt was sitting there. His narrow eyes were fixed on the young man on the bed. When the doctor finished talking to him about the young man's situation, the man's eyes did not move, and he simply responded.

"Ah."

Hearing the man's response, the doctor observed the man's expression and said, "Mr. Suo, if there is nothing else, I will leave first. If you need anything, you can call me at any time."

After finishing speaking, the doctor and the man nodded slightly, turned and left the ward.

In the huge ward, after the doctor left, only Suo Yu who was sitting by the bed and Xu Yan who was lying on the bed were left.The ward was quiet, only the sound of Xu Yan's gradually steady breathing and dripping could be heard.

Suo Yu looked at Xu Yan on the bed, and put his hand on his forehead.

Xu Yan seemed to be pulled out by a pair of hands in the sea of ​​swords and flames.Those hands embraced him and pulled him into his arms.His body was scorching hot, the embrace was hard and cool, and he curled up in that embrace, burned until he lost consciousness.

Xu Yan's consciousness slowly recovered after the cold drips flowed into his blood vessels and flowed through his whole body.His blood became cooler little by little due to the neutralization of the drip temperature.The heat of his scalding body was suppressed, and his lost consciousness was slowly regained in this icy cold.

When Suo Yu's hand was on his forehead, Xu Yan opened his eyes.

He raised his eyelashes and met Suo Yu's downcast gaze.

"Are you awake?" Seeing his opened eyes, Suo Yu looked at him and asked.

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand to take away the hand he put on Xu Yan's forehead, but the moment his hand left Xu Yan's forehead, his hand was held by a hand that hadn't receded.

"Don't." Xu Yan held Suo Yu's hand that was about to leave with the hand that was not connected to the IV, and his eyes were fixed on him.

Suo Yu's hand was held by Xu Yan, his hand was still hot, because of the fever, he didn't have much strength, his fingers curled up, trying his best to wrap the hand he was about to take away.

Xu Yan's hands were much smaller than his. His hands, with slender fingers, looked pale because of illness.Holding his palm, she sweated a little because of the fever, with some warm dampness.

Suo Yu's hands were clasped vaguely by him, and after Xu Yan finished speaking, his eyes looked at him calmly, and his broad and thick hands held Xu Yan in turn.

"Okay." Suo Yu said.

Suo Yu wrapped his hands completely.

At that moment, Xu Yan's hand was completely held by Suo Yu, and he felt that the hot heart in his chest was also held by him along with his clenching movement.

Xu Yan closed his eyes, and he tilted his head slightly, leaning on Suo Yu and his hand.His forehead rested between the fingers held by Suo Yu. The man's fingers were rough and slender, with protruding knuckles, but when he leaned on them, he didn't feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, because of the narrow touch, they smudged a little on the pillow. The meaning of warmth comes.

Xu Yan's consciousness at the moment is clear.The feverish body, clear consciousness, and sensitive emotions collided together, which the 19-year-old couldn't pretend and dispel for a while.

He rested his forehead on Suo Yu's hand holding him, and while he was panting hot and heavy, many thoughts crashed into his mind.

He has a fever.He called Suo Yu, and after Suo Yu answered the phone, he went to his room to find him.He carried him to the hospital, he accompanied him in front of his hospital bed, and when he woke up holding his hand, he held his hand behind his back...

Xu Yan's life is only 19 years, but it seems that such warm memories can only be found in the distant past.

He hadn't been loved like this in a long time.

Xu Yan's forehead was pressed against his hand, and his fever was going away, but in his hand, the hand of the boy he was holding was slowly becoming hot.

He bowed his head, between his hard hands and the soft pillow.

"Yan Yan." Suo Yu called out.

When he called out the name, the boy's body trembling slightly while leaning on his hand.

Suo Yu looked down at the boy on the bed, his thumb touched the front of his thick eyelashes while he was trembling.The eyelashes were soft, and Suo Yu's rough fingertips stroked the hot corners of his eyes.

"Don't cry." Suo Yu said.

Xu Yan hugged Suo Yu's hand, his forehead pressed between his fingers, and he didn't move for a while.The ward is quiet, only the slight dripping sound can be heard.

Amidst this regular dripping sound, Xu Yan's strength against his protruding knuckles gradually relaxed.He seemed to be firm again, but only soft in his palm.

"En." Xu Yan replied.

In the ward, after Xu Yan answered the call, it became quiet again.Suo Yu sat by the bed, looked at the boy who was gradually falling asleep, and did not leave.