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Qi Lan asked Xie Zhu to make an agreement with him.

Whether it is family or friends, when you need help in the future, be sure to tell them.

Song Sheng actually said these words to Xie Zhu.

Only this time, Qi Lan spoke more solemnly and clearly.

People are born to live in groups, so there is no need to force yourself to live independently. What's more, whether many wishes and needs can be realized, you can only know if you speak out loudly and tell others.

Qi Lan asked, if your friends knew that you were thinking about those things in your head, what do you think they would think?

Xie Zhu was silent.

In the next second, Wuyang's voice came from not far away: "Damn, they are over there!"

Xie Zhu was startled awake.

He raised his head in astonishment, and saw Wu Yang appearing at the door of the infusion room, and ran towards this side, with Song Sheng and Wen Liang following behind him.

"Yangyang, brother Sheng, brother Wen... why are you here?" Xie Zhu was a little confused.

Qi Lan rubbed his head and said, "Didn't I forget to take out your mobile phone for you when I went out to buy porridge? Your friend called and I answered it. I forgot to tell you just now."

It was only then that Xie Zhu remembered that before leaving for the hospital, it was Qi Lan who went to his room to help get the cell phone, and his cell phone had been in Qi Lan's pocket since then.

They were talking here, Wu Yang ran up, stopped and looked Qi Lan up and down subtly, then looked carefully at Xie Zhu's face, panting: "I called just now to ask you Come to the bar or not, but it turned out that your friend answered the phone, saying that you had a fever and came to the hospital. I was worried and came to see it. Brother Sheng and Liangliang happened to be there, so they drove here together...Zhuzi, your complexion is too bad Right? What's going on with your stomach, didn't the doctor ask you to have a gastroscopy?"

Wu Yang crackled and said, Wen Liang and Song Sheng came over, also looked at Qi Lan calmly, and nodded at him.

Wen Liang asked concerned: "Is it still burning? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

He stretched out his hand and touched Xie Zhu's forehead, feeling relieved: "It doesn't seem to be burning much anymore."

Song Sheng looked at Xie Zhu, and asked warmly, "When did it start burning?"

"..." Xie Zhu froze, and immediately lowered his head.

This guilt-ridden look made Song Sheng sigh.

Wen Liang and Wu Yang immediately understood.

Wu Yang raised his eyebrows: "Then why did you delay coming to the hospital until now? Bamboo, you can't get up by yourself and are embarrassed to trouble us, right? How long have we known each other and you still come here?!"

Xie Zhu became visibly anxious: "I'm sorry, Yangyang, I..."

Qi Lan hugged his shoulders, squinted at Wu Yang, the reminder was obvious.

He didn't tell them about Xie Zhu's illness in order to make Xie Zhu come back for another reprimand.

Noticing Qi Lan's gaze, Wu Yang immediately stared back.

He said why Zhuzi's cell phone was in the hands of a strange man, but when he saw this guy just now, he remembered that this was Zhuzi's high school crush they met in the board game hall that day?

... Tsk, I put my hands on my shoulders, this guy is pretty fast!

The eyes of Wu Yang and Qi Lan met clearly.

Xie Zhu became even more bewildered and embarrassed, Song Sheng shook his head helplessly, and called "Yangyang", only then did Wuyang snort, and reluctantly looked away.

Song Sheng turned to Xie Zhu, his tone was always gentle, but this time it was also very serious.

"Xiao Zhu, you can't do this again in the future, okay?"

Xie Zhu trembled, and said in a hoarse voice: "...um."

"Yangyang often has to work overtime during the internship period, and may not be able to get away, but Wen Liang and I always come over when we have time, so don't refuse to talk because you are embarrassed to bother us."

Wu Yang immediately retorted: "I can also ask the leader for leave, friends are not as important as work!"

Xie Zhu's eyes became sore again.

He nodded heavily, sniffed, and replied, "...um, I'm sorry."

"Don't say sorry to us," Song Sheng said after a pause, "Your parents are the ones who most hope you can live a good life."

As soon as these words came out, Xie Zhu tightened his hands, and tears fell down again.

Song Sheng actually said similar words to him many times intentionally or unintentionally.

But it seems that Xie Zhu didn't realize soberly how much weight these words carry until today.

Qi Lan wiped away his tears, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

He scratched Xie Zhu's nose with his fingers, and jokingly said softly: "Why haven't we seen each other for six years, and turned into a little crying bag?"

Xie Zhu was hiccupping from crying, and complained for himself: "After my parents passed away, I, I haven't cried, and today, I don't know what to do—"

Seeing his tears falling down like he didn't want money, Wu Yang quickly coaxed: "Okay, don't cry, I was too fierce just now, but I wasn't mean to you, I was worried about you... ..."

Wu Yang looked confused, racking his brains to figure out how to coax him, this is really not his strong point.

Wen Liang stretched out his hand and rubbed Xie Zhu's head, and coaxed softly: "Because Xiaozhu is sick today, and his body is too uncomfortable, that's why I want to cry so much, right?"

The coaxing method is like coaxing a child, but Xie Zhu nodded repeatedly and laughed through his tears.

Seeing him smile, a group of people exchanged glances and laughed too.

……

After that, they just stayed with Xie Zhu in the infusion room.

You said one sentence to another, and in the warm atmosphere, the three hanging bottles were hung up very quickly.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the light rain had already stopped.

A group of people walked out of the hospital.

Seeing Xie Zhu and Qi Lan walking together, Wen Liang asked carefully: "You two..."

Qi Lan immediately said: "I will send him home and stay there tonight to take care of him."

He was handsome and clear, and he spoke solemnly and sincerely. Seeing the way he guarded Xie Zhu the whole way today, Wen Liang and Song Sheng were somewhat relieved.

Wu Yang muttered softly: "I can also take care of the bamboo..."

Wen Liang pinched his head: "Don't be a light bulb."

Wuyang: "...@#￥%#&!"

Xie Zhu: "!"

He shrank his neck, blushed, a little embarrassed by Wen Liang's words.

The face that had been sick all night finally showed a healthy color, Wen Liang and Song Sheng looked at each other and smiled.

"Okay, let's go back and rest early," Wen Liang said to Xie Zhu with a smile, "We'll wait for you when you recover from the illness, shall we?"

Xie Zhu curled his lips.

He nodded, and said obediently: "...Thank you, Brother Wen, Brother Sheng, Yangyang."

"Thank you, Xiao Zhu, in fact, friends are also family members," Wen Liang said pointedly, and teased, "Of course we can't live together now, if we want to get to your side, we have to spend a little time on the road time, but the three of us will surely pass."

In Xie Zhu's trembling eyes, Wen Liang smiled lightly: "When we get old, we can still live together in the same nursing home. At that time, won't we be more like a family?"

Xie Zhu was taken aback: "Nursing home?"

He didn't know why Wen Liang mentioned this all of a sudden.

Speaking of this, Wuyang also laughed: "By the way, Zhuzi, you don't know if you haven't come to the bar today. We talked about going to a nursing home together when we get old. Liangliang said that he must choose a house with a good view in the future. I Said I want to eat well..."

Wen Liang glanced at him: "The food is not much worse, but the scenery is much worse."

Wuyang: "That's Liangliang, you don't have a sensitive sense of taste, so you feel like you've eaten it..."

Wen Liang found it funny: "My sense of taste is not sensitive enough? Yangyang, you really..."

"..."

The sounds of bickering and chuckling intertwined with the night breeze, as if it had become a gentle, soothing tune.

Qi Lan listened to Wu Yang and Wen Liang coming and going over there, smiled and turned to look at Xie Zhu.

He brushed Xie Zhu's broken hair that was blown by the wind, lowered his arm, and took his hand.

Song Sheng answered the phone call from Jiang Cheng, looked at the scene with a smile, and said gently to the person on the other end of the phone that he was going home soon.

Looking at all this, Xie Zhu suddenly felt that the future seemed to have finally revealed its sharp corner.

In the barren snow field, there is a small snow bag that already existed but was ignored by him.

The gentle wind gently blows off the snow on the small snow bag.

Underneath, a green and tender sprout was exposed.

When I got home, it was already late at night.

Qi Lan poured him a glass of warm water, urged him to take the medicine, and then measured him with a newly bought thermometer.

The temperature finally dropped below 38 degrees.

There is still some low-grade fever, but it should be nothing serious after a night of sleep.

Qi Lan breathed a sigh of relief, shook the thermometer and said, "It's very late, I'll clean up here, you should brush your teeth and wash your face first, and go to bed early."

After speaking, he began to arrange the medicine boxes spread out on the table.

Xie Zhu looked at this scene, looking at his back, always had a very strange feeling.

Qi Lan straightened up after finishing the table and wanted to go to the kitchen to boil a pot of hot water, but was suddenly caught by the corner of his clothes.

He turned his head.

Xie Zhu looked at him eagerly, met his gaze, and moved his eyes away embarrassedly.

Qi Lan's heart moved, she raised her lips, and asked with a light smile, "What's wrong?"

"...Where do you sleep at night?" Xie Zhu asked in a low voice.

Seeing his blushing look, Qi Lan couldn't stop being happy.

He tried his best not to show himself, and deliberately said: "This is your home, of course I will sleep wherever you let me sleep."

This wicked sentence made Xie Zhu stiff.

He immediately withdrew his hand.

Qi Lan leisurely said: "Anyway, it's not cold now, so it's fine if you let me sleep in the living room."

Xie Zhu: "..."

Qi Lan pretended to go to the kitchen.

After a while, a small whirlwind passed behind him.

A gritted teeth came in a low voice: "...Come to my room later."

Qi Lan raised his eyes, and only saw Xie Zhu's back rushing to the bathroom. Looking at it like this, he was quite energetic.

Qi Lan laughed sullenly.

……

After midnight, the door of Xie Zhu's bedroom was gently opened.

Qi Lan didn't bring a change of clothes. The underwear she was wearing was Xie Zhu's unused underwear. The size was a bit small, and she was a bit tight.

Xie Zhu also turned over a set of pajamas for Qi Lan, but Qi Lan didn't wear them.

Xie Zhu huddled under the quilt, staring wide-eyed, staring blankly at Qi Lan's physique, which was much better looking than in high school six years later.

Slender body, well-textured lines, piece by piece abdominal muscles, and that mermaid line that makes people want to spurt blood...

With such an attitude, Qi Lan lifted the quilt naturally and lay down.

Xie Zhu turned around quickly, and quickly moved to the edge of the bed. Seeing this, Qi Lan laughed lowly: "Little pig, am I a girl, and you still want to do no evil?"

"...Why don't you wear clothes!" Xie Zhu was almost too ashamed.

"The underpants are still a little stretchy, and you can barely wear them. If I force you to put on your pajamas, it will probably burst directly."

Xie Zhu heard Qi Lan's idle voice, and inexplicably felt a wave of heat coming from behind him.

Obviously he was the one who was still having a fever just now, but at this moment, he felt that the heat from Qi Lan's body made him goose bumps.

...Is it because Qi Lan exercises a lot?

Is it because of regular exercise that you are so angry?

Xie Zhu swallowed, thinking about these messy things in his head, his heart beating fast.

And the next second, he was pulled into an embrace.

Xie Zhu's heart almost stopped suddenly.

Of course Qi Lan could feel the stiffness in his body.

He couldn't stop laughing, his chest was trembling: "Why are you so shy?"

Xie Zhu kicked him lightly under the quilt in frustration, Qi Lante gasped exaggeratedly, Xie Zhu saw through his acting skills: "You pretend!"

Qi Lan laughed like hell, and it took a while to calm down.

He retracted his arms, hugged Xie Zhu tightly, and asked softly: "Shall I bring my things here tomorrow?"

Xie Zhu was taken aback.

He curled up his fingers: "...Are you really planning to move in and live with me?"

Qi Lan pressed his forehead against the back of his head: "I said that I want to take care of you, how about you, would you like me to move here?"

The room was very quiet, so quiet that the heartbeats of the two could almost be heard clearly.

After a while, Qi Lan heard Xie Zhu say in a hoarse voice: "...well, yes."

"But... it's not that you want to take care of me unilaterally," Xie Zhu said softly, "I'll take care of you too, it's just... I just want to be with you."

Qi Lan laughed silently.

After Xie Zhu said these embarrassing words, his Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't hold back, turned over and faced Qi Lan.

Qi Lan lay there on his side, with a smile in his eyes, just looking at him quietly.

Xie Zhu stretched out his hand, and gently traced Qi Lan's eyebrows with his fingertips.

"Qi Lan," Xie Zhu murmured, "Do you know how many times I dreamed of you when I was in high school?"

Qi Lan's eyes moved slightly.

He whispered: "Think about it every day, dream about it at night?"

Xie Zhu: "Yes."

"I feel like I'm in a dream right now, too."

"I understand," Qi Lan said, "I'm the same as you."

They are each other's dreams when they were young.

"Then to make us realize that this moment is reality," Qi Lan approached and whispered, "Let's do something together, shall we?"

Xie Zhu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

He quietly held his breath and closed his eyes.

And Qi Lan's deep ending finally melted between each other's lips.

In the night outside the window, the dark clouds did not know when to dissipate.

Moon stars are rare.

The author has something to say:

As always, thank you for your Bawang ticket and nutrient solution. Tomorrow is the last chapter. The main content of this article is officially over. There will be four extra chapters later!