On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

"Yes, I will take him home to have dinner with his grandparents tonight." Shi Xixi said, waving to the door and calling in a woman who looked not very young. She was Shi Xixi's accompanying assistant.

She said to the woman, "Carry Yubai downstairs first. Let him get some sleep before going home."

"Okay, what about you?" the woman said briefly.

"Go down right away. The bag is still upstairs. I'll go get it." Shi Xixi watched the woman skillfully pick up Chi Yubai with the blanket and gently hold him in her arms.

After seeing them leave, Shi Xixi took Chi Yubai's small jacket, said goodbye to Chi Mu, and left.

The door was closed again, and the room returned to silence. Chi Mu, interrupted by this, lost interest in continuing to watch the movie, even though there were only twenty minutes left.

He put the computer on the table and turned his head to look at Chen Qian's sleeping face.

Chen Qianzheng frowned slightly, his breathing unsteady. Chi Mu guessed that he must have been startled by the sound of their conversation.

He held Chen Qian's hand tightly and never let go. At this moment, a warm feeling was brewing in his palm.

His fingertips unconsciously rubbed the soft skin lightly, and his calm gaze did not miss a beat. The next second, he met a pair of hazy, half-open eyes.

Chi Mu was startled for a moment, but he quickly reacted and asked the other party in a gentle tone: "Why did you wake up suddenly?"

"Hmm..." Chen Qian responded reflexively, not yet fully awake. He blinked, his vision focusing with difficulty and slowness, and he looked dull.

Chi Mu smiled faintly, and said in sudden realization: "So you haven't woken up yet. Sleep a little longer, I'll call you when it's time for dinner."

Chen Qian was half asleep and half awake, unable to make out what Chi Mu was saying with his mouth and mouth. "Hmm?"

Seeing such an unguarded look, Chi Mu's heart softened. He touched Chen Qian's face, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't bear to pinch it, so he just gently touched it back and forth twice.

The force of the feather-like movement made the skin itchy, so Chen Qian shook his head and rubbed his face against the palm of the hand.

"Why do you sleep like a cat?" Chi Mu commented. He leaned over and placed a subtle kiss between Chen Qian's eyebrows.

When he got up again, he found that Chen Qian had fallen asleep again.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a satisfied smile.

……

Time passes slowly, day after day.

In various medicine bottles with nutritional ingredients indicated, the pills were always taken in the prescribed amount and gradually the bottom of the bottle was revealed.

The special bento boxes that Chef Sun brought by Yu Wangxi every day finally stopped being updated and started to go into a cycle.

All of Chen Qian’s problems, big and small, were almost completely healed during his recuperation.

The paleness and thinness caused by malnutrition had been well healed. The same was true of his injuries. Aside from a few scars that hadn't been treated promptly, leaving some incongruous marks on his skin, there was little sign of the scars he had suffered a while ago.

He was completely refreshed and in such good condition, he welcomed the long-awaited day of discharge from the hospital.

"I want to have hot pot for lunch, Japanese food for dinner, and barbecue with fried chicken for supper." Chen Qian stood beside Zhong Yi and Chen Tian who were busy packing their luggage, and he and Yu Wangxi pointed at the names of the dishes one by one with their fingers.

"Let's have snail noodles for breakfast tomorrow, with a fluffy golden fried egg," Yu Wangxi suggested.

"Then eat it! I want two fried eggs!" Chen Qian nodded heavily and accepted the other party's proposal.

"You ate two fried eggs, why didn't you say you wanted to eat grenades?" Chen Tian raised his head from the suitcase with an impatient look on his face and rolled up his scattered sleeves to his elbows.

"I've been in the hospital for so long and have no other wishes. You still blame me for just eating a few bites of food?" Chen Qian complained aggrievedly. He fell silent, but held back his tears for a long time.

Chen Tian folded the sweatshirt beside him neatly and threw it into the box. He frowned at Chen Qian and said, "Are those two of you? Let me ask you, you want to be discharged from the hospital, not sent to the market."

Chen Qian trembled as he pointed his index finger at Chen Tian, ​​staggered back two steps, and then suddenly covered his heart with his other hand.

His eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. "Chen Tian, ​​what did you say? You really hurt me a little... I'll forgive you if you pay for my meals for the next month."

"My dear parents haven't returned yet. Even if I kick you out of the house, no one can help you." Chen Tian gritted his teeth and smiled brilliantly, his eyes cold. "So, I think you should just bear with this little injury."

Chen Qian endured the humiliation and decided to take the lead and become the one to maintain family harmony.

He smiled shyly and said, "We're family, so we shouldn't talk behind each other's backs. We're brothers who would go through fire and water for each other! How could I blame you, dear brother?"

"I have something to do, brother. I don't have anything to do, Chen Tian, ​​right?" Chen Tian also smiled, squinting his eyes and smiling coquettishly, "Chen Xiaoqian, if you don't finish packing your luggage here within an hour, you won't even be able to see a grain of rice, let alone lunch."

“Hmm—”

It has been a long time since I last exercised, and Chen Qian felt that his muscles were degenerating, and he was probably about to become as weak as a kindergarten kid.

Otherwise, how could I be so exhausted as to become a soft lump of dough just by carrying my luggage downstairs?

"If it weren't for... I haven't exercised in so long, I could carry these boxes ten times by myself."

He clenched his hands like hammers, repeatedly beating his sore arms to relax them, while complaining under heavy breathing.

Yu Wangxi sat with him in the back seat of the car, enthusiastically massaging his forearm muscles and advising him, "Hey, we're all close family, there's no need to be so stubborn. It's just a suitcase, we'll just help you."

"Then why don't you help me?" Chen Qian looked into Yu Wangxi's eyes seriously and asked him back.

"Oh, it's not that I don't want to help, we've already finished moving." Yu Wangxi turned his eyes away, still kneading Chen Qian's arms and massaging them. However, with so many layers of clothing between them, it was still unknown whether the massage would be effective or sufficient.

After listening to this nonsensical conversation, Chen Tian couldn't help laughing out loud.

He held the steering wheel and jokingly asked Chen Qian, "Is this your friend?"

Chen Qian: "No, it's just a cousin. Not very familiar, but just a little familiar."

"Brother Chen Tian!" Yu Wangxi was annoyed.