【Rebirth】Have you loaded mushrooms today?

"Yuanshan, are you going to release a new album recently?" During the chatting process of several people, the topic turned to Liu Yuanshan.

"You have never lost again just now. I am curious about who the target is." Another person in the dormitory also joked.

"Development target, I'll let you know when I'm done." Liu Yuanshan smiled at everyone, took a bag of potato chips that was put aside, opened it with a "snap", but still didn't tell them.

"You—" Wang Meng just wanted to refute him, but the lights in the room suddenly went out, "What's the matter? No electricity?" Just as he wanted to get up to see what happened to the switch, the door opened.

Lin Xuan walked in cautiously holding a small cake with a few small candles on it. On the cake were the Q version portraits of two people, singing and walking towards Wang Meng.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..." Several people stood beside them, clapping their hands and singing along.

Wang Meng stood aside a little at a loss, looking at Lin Xuan who was walking towards him, the surprise on his face was visible to the naked eye.

"Thank you everyone!" Wang Meng was still moved when the candles were blown out and the lights were on.

"Thank you my baby, and everyone."

"Okay, okay, look at you like that." Several people still didn't forget to run on Wang Meng who was sticking to Lin Xuan.

"Hahaha……"

Zhong Yi looked at Wang Meng's sweet smile, and couldn't help but feel happy for him. She felt someone sitting beside her gently, and she knew it was Hai Changyu without thinking, but Zhong Yi didn't care about it.

Leave him alone for a while.

In the middle of the night, after they had finished tossing around, Zhong Yi returned home without thinking about anything else. In the thick night, he took a shower and fell headlong into the quilt.

Maybe it was something on my mind, I didn't sleep well that night, I had various dreams up and down, I frowned several times during the night, and woke up early the next day.

Waking up in the morning, rubbing the center of her eyebrows, Zhong Yi took another shower to wake herself up, her hair was still half dry, a towel was put on her shoulders, she walked into the kitchen with blank eyes, and started making coffee.

Holding a cup of coffee, Zhong Yi stood on the balcony, facing the breeze, full of thoughts.Hai Changyu's feelings for him made him a little at a loss.

When it was almost time, Zhong Yi changed into clothes and went to the office listlessly.

I cheered up to deal with things, but my spirit became worse and worse, and my head began to feel dizzy, as if I had a cold.Zhong Yi let out a breath slowly, and was poured with hot water, trying to refresh herself.

"Okay, that's the end of today's meeting." At first, I thought it was because I didn't sleep well, but now I feel more and more uncomfortable. The meeting is still going on, and Zhong Yi starts to feel that the PPT on the screen is spinning.

Persisted until the end of the meeting, it was too much, so I reached out and made a call.

"Xiao Chen, put today's documents on my desk, I'll look at them tomorrow."

"Okay, Mr. Zhong." Xiao Chen answered him from the other end.

"Find me some cold medicine and send it to my place where I live now." After telling Xiao Chen Zhongyi, he went back.

Driving in this state is definitely not good, so Zhong Yi took a car and went to her apartment.

Back home, Zhong Yi changed into comfortable home clothes, lay down on the bed and fell asleep drowsily.

Xiao Chen stood at the door holding the medicine, a little at a loss, the chairman told him to buy some medicine and go to his residence, but he knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response from inside.

What should I do? Is he fainted? Do I need to make a few more calls, but after so many calls, Mr. Zhong still didn't answer.If you don't smash the door directly, you can't do it. You can't do it unless you have to.

With a bag of medicine in hand, Xiao Chen walked around anxiously in front of the white apartment building.

Just as he was thinking about what to do, he suddenly saw Hai's CEO walking over.

"What's going on?" Hai Changyu's face was extremely cold. It was his off-duty time today, and he was waiting for Zhong Yi outside. After waiting for a long time, there was no one, and he didn't answer the phone calls, so he had to come to his place to find someone. Hope he can be home.

He had come to see Zhong Yi off a few times, so he naturally knew where he was, fearing that something might happen, Hai Changyu rushed over, only to see Zhong Yi's secretary was also at the door with a bag of medicine in his hand.

"Can't you knock on the door?" Hai Changyu asked.

"Yes, Mr. Hai, I've been knocking for a while, but it still hasn't opened, or—"

Zhong Yi vaguely heard someone knocking on the door, got up and took a look at the phone, um, he actually slept on his stomach for more than an hour, and at the same time was surprised by the missed call above, hurriedly went to the door, opened the door.

"Mr. Zhong!" Xiao Chen saw Zhong Yi with a strange expression on his face, and took the medicine, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Zhong Yi took the medicine from Xiaochen's hand, "It's okay, it's not that serious, you can go back first."

Zhong Yi has a small problem, that is, she is unwilling to get needles when she is sick, unless it is absolutely necessary.

Xiao Chen did have something to do with him. Although Fang Zhongyi was a little worried here alone, he glanced at the tall Mr. Hai next to him, thinking that he should be able to take care of Mr. Zhong, so he left.

"Is Boss Hai looking for something for me?" Zhong Yi looked at Hai Changyu in front of him, and said lightly, with a distant tone, why did Hai Changyu come here again.

Hai Changyu looked at the pale young man in front of him, his normally pink lips had no color at this time, he said with distress, "Are you sick?"

"It's okay, I have a small cold. If Mr. Hai is fine, we can discuss the business another day." Zhong Yi felt that he was about to lose his footing, and silently grasped the white door frame, hoping that Hai Changyu would leave quickly and go back to sleep for a while.

Feeling the alienation in Zhong Yi's tone, Hai Changyu frowned, pursed his lips, and closed his eyes. It seemed that he still noticed the look in his eyes that day.Hai Changyu opened his eyes again, with a little sadness, he didn't seem to like that he liked him.

But he didn't care too much, only the words Zhong Yi was sick came to his mind, "Now you're home alone, and you're sick again, I don't worry."

In the recent season, the flowers outside the door seem to have almost withered, some yellowed leaves drooped aside, and the trees next to them were also creaked by the wind, making them a little irritable for no reason.

Hai Changyu looked at Zhong Yi quietly outside the door, he still refused to take a step outside, Zhong Yi couldn't block the door to prevent him from coming in, he couldn't just keep him here, so he had to turn his head Go back to the house and leave him alone.

Hai Changyu took a look at his somewhat vain footsteps, silently followed behind him, and went in with him.

"Are you hungry, do you want to eat something?" Hai Changyu looked at Zhong Yi tenderly, "Eat something before taking medicine, otherwise your stomach will be empty and you will feel a little uncomfortable."

"Can you cook?" Zhong Yi glanced at Hai Changyu suspiciously, this delicate young master can also cook?He didn't believe it.

"A little bit, not much." Hai Changyu glanced at Zhong Yi who was nestling on the sofa, put away the disappointment in his heart, and let's not think about it for now.

Hai Changyu took the blanket on the side and covered him, "Don't catch a cold again." After speaking, he took off his coat and tie, put them on the corner of the sofa, and rolled up his sleeves, showing a strong arm.

Zhong Yi looked at the blanket on her body, glanced at Hai Changyu who was walking into the kitchen, said nothing, but pulled the blanket up a little silently.

Zhong Yi is not the kind of person who does not eat the fireworks of the world. He cooks occasionally, so there is still something in the kitchen. Hai Changyu opened the cabinet and took a look. Fortunately, although there are not many things, he can still cook. A little light.

Taking the apron hanging on the side, Hai Changyu casually tied the strap, feeling it fastened, opened the rice box, filled a little rice, and put it in the rice cooker.

The snow-white rice grains jingle and roll into the rice cooker, and become cleaner with the washing of the water. After a while, it will become a delicacy on the table.

The kitchen is not far from the living room. From the angle you like, you can see that the man is wearing an apron that is completely inconsistent with him. His tall back is busy in the small kitchen, and his exposed arms are strong and holding Toss on rice cooker.

Hai Changyu was busy there for a while, did he hear the sound of cutting vegetables, and after a while, he went somewhere.

Thinking that he was looking for something and couldn't find it, Zhong Yi put down the blanket and planned to go and have a look, but felt a little cold, so he silently put the blanket on his body and moved towards the kitchen.

When he arrived at the door, he leaned against the kitchen door. The rice cooker inside had already started to gurgle, and he didn't know what was cooking in the pot. There was a small gurgling sound. Hai Changyu was really in a corner. I fiddled with a few sets of bowls and chopsticks.

The man in the apron sensed that someone was looking at him, so he glanced towards the door from the corner of his eye, and saw the young man wearing a white blanket, with his furry head exposed, his face was still a bit grim, and his bright eyes were curious looking at him.

Hai Changyu smiled, put the bowls and chopsticks aside casually, walked to the stove and opened the lid to look at the soup inside, and said: "It will be ready soon, go back quickly, there is a lot of oily smoke in the kitchen."

Zhong Yi looked at the man standing in front of the white cabinet, with unique tenderness in his eyes, hovering in his heart under the smoke of the kitchen, maybe because of illness, his heart was extra soft, looking at Hai Changyu, Zhong Yi felt that His eyes suddenly became hot.

Except for his mother, no one has ever treated him so tenderly, like treating a treasure, cherishing it very much. From such a distance, one can feel Hai Changyu's warm heart trying to get closer to him.

All the feelings towards Hai Changyu before slowly gathered together, and Zhong Yi remembered the electric shock-like feeling on her fingertips when she touched him every time, her heart beating uncontrollably, and her face turning red countless times for him ...

He thought that he might also like Hai Changyu a little bit, just a little bit, Zhong Yi stretched out his index finger and thumb in his heart and compared a little bit, just a little bit.

But is it really only a little bit?Will there be more, Zhong Yi asked himself in his heart, but now he has no answer to this question.