life after death

That high fever seemed to have been planned for a long time, and it came fiercely. He accumulated all the exhaustion of the past half month and vented it out all at once. Chen Yilin usually took a fever-reducing medicine and slept the next day, and he would be refreshed the next day, but this time he It hasn't recovered after two days, and I'm still groggy.

Grandma wanted to take him to the hospital, but Chen Yilin refused and asked her to work in the store so that he could take care of himself.

Grandma was dubious, but Chen Yilin half-coaxed and pushed her out the door.

As soon as he sent grandma away, he took off his disguise, sat down on the sofa, lay down for a while without bones, and gathered up some energy to go to the kitchen to get some food. There was half a bowl of millet porridge, and he drank it with mustard, washed the bowl casually, and lay back on the bed.

Before lying on the bed, he took a hot water bottle and put it on the bedside, and took the medicine with some hot water.

This is the bad thing about cold medicine. Once you take the medicine, you will feel sleepy. Originally, there was a newspaper about renting a house on the bedside table. Chen Yilin was picking a house there. After reading it, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyelids and fell asleep.

He was woken up by hunger.

The millet porridge with clear soup and little water has long been digested in the stomach, and the empty stomach clamors for food.

He pressed his stomach, feeling weak all over, turned over and pressed the quilt against his stomach, trying to get himself back to sleep.

He fell asleep for another 10 minutes, and woke up again, it was painful.

Stomach pain.

The young people of this generation don't have a good stomach, especially Chen Yilin has been begging for help and waiting for others for half a month, and often misses the time to eat. They have been accumulated together, and now they are all returned to him in one go.

pain!It hurts!

The stomach felt like churning, throbbing, and hot oil being poured down and burned, his complexion turned pale from the pain, and the palms holding the quilt were covered with sweat, and the pain intensified, pushing through the stomach to the heart, and Chen Yilin felt that his heart was hurting too. Get up, gasping for breath.

He wanted to get up and find something to eat, but as soon as he lifted the quilt, he hugged his stomach in pain. He couldn't even straighten his waist, and couldn't move his feet a step away.He lay back down again, counted dozens of deep breaths, sat up in one breath and poured himself a cup of scalding hot water, drank some with trembling hands.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but it seems to be better, but I still don't have the energy to crawl to the kitchen to find something to eat.

The boiling water was scalding hot, and Chen Yilin's fingers turned red, but he didn't realize it. He managed to finish a glass of water, exhausted, curled up on the bed, gritted his teeth and gathered strength. In the misty sky, I felt that the series of guru bubbles in the white clouds seemed to be my eyes dazzled.

Chen Yilin half-closed his eyes, counting the clouds one by one——suddenly, the door was pushed open.

Su Junping went to the hospital to see his mother.

He brought her a steaming bowl of dumplings with a glass bottom. When Su Junping brought her the soup, he felt that it was hot and heavy, and the soup was still full, so he sprinkled a third of it tremblingly, and Yang Hong took it dumbfounded.

The refreshing stuffing, she couldn't eat two left after she ate it, so Su Junping ate it.

Su Junping was about to wash the dishes after eating, but Yang Hong grabbed him.Su Junping lowered his head to look at her hand. It was a well-maintained hand, but it was thin, too thin. It barely had a beautiful tail. What was even more obtrusive was the dense pinholes on the back of the hand.

Su Junping swallowed uncomfortably and asked, "Why?"

His mother smiled and patted his arm: "In such a hurry to wash the dishes? It's still early, sit down and chat with me."

Su Junping sat down honestly, and was pestered by Yang Hong to ask questions, and the questions were nothing more than sesame and mung bean things, such as: did you eat well recently, what did you eat for the New Year's Eve dinner, were you polite when you went to grandparents' house? Arguing with your dad, how you did on your final exam, etc.

Su Junping answered one by one, Yang Hong coughed in a low voice, he quickly patted her on the back, poured a glass of water, Yang Hong seemed to be tired, and watched the replay of the Spring Festival Gala for a while.

Yang Hong tilted her head, her hat cast a large part of the shadow on her face, she couldn't see her expression, her breathing was extremely slow, she was motionless as if she was dead.

Su Junping was taken aback by his own thoughts, scolded himself, found a layer of cold sweat on his back, hesitated for a moment, and unexpectedly stretched out his hand to sniff her.Yang Hong coughed twice when reaching halfway, Su Junping woke up like a dream, and turned a corner to get a water glass.

Yang Hong adjusted his hat, smiled at him and said something, Su Junping's heart was beating like thunder, his mind was in a mess, he wished he could rush out and beat himself to death, only after a while did he realize what his mother just said said a word.

Su Junping: "What did you just say?"

Yang Hong clicked his tongue: "Is the TV so good? I just said, did you go out with your friends during the winter vacation?"

Chen Yilin flashed in front of Su Junping's eyes, frowned and said, "Forget it."

Yang Hong patted his hand: "Go out more often with your friends. You worked hard in your third year of high school. It's rare to take a winter vacation to relax. Don't stay at home all day long. I remember, your deskmate is that one, Xiao Lin , a very good child, have you gone to see him recently?"

Su Junping rubbed his fingers uncomfortably and said, "Yes."

Yang Hong has been in charge of Su Junping for 18 years since he was born in his mother's womb, and he can clearly see his small thoughts. Hearing this, he patted his forehead: "Why, do you think your mother is so stupid that she can't tell, is she with someone else? Conflict?"

Su Junping groaned and said nothing at first, but later he couldn't hide his mother's staring eyes and said honestly: "Yes."

"Whose fault?"

"It should... be my fault."

"Then why don't you apologize to others?"

Su Junping was perfunctory, picked up the glass bowl and went to wash it, although his hands slipped and dropped it while washing, but it still interrupted the nagging.

Later, it was Yang Hong who asked him to make amends to others. After watching TV for a while, his spirit was not very good, so Su Junping withdrew early.

After that incident, Su Junping has been having a difficult time. He found a thousand reasonable explanations for Chen Yilin, and there will be a thousand rebuttals saying that it was an excuse.

It was as if a tree had grown in his heart, rooted deep in his heart with doubt as its source, and if he wanted to pull it out, it would have to be sticky and bloody.

He couldn't figure out where his emotions came from. Did he know that Chen Yilin fell in love with Luo Qingyu without telling him, did he know that his mother had cancer, or did Chen Yilin deliberately distance himself by saying "we are not the same kind of people"? I don't know when it started, the feeling was so viscous that it couldn't be melted away. Su Junping thought about it for a while, sweated profusely, and didn't dare to think about it any further. His instinct told him to dig out thoroughly what was there. Something he can't afford.

In the end, Su Junping decided to listen to his mother and go shopping to see Chen Yilin.

It's a pity that Chen Yilin was not in the store. Grandma told him that Chen Yilin had a fever and was sleeping at home, so Su Junping asked grandma for the key.He is desperate to see him today.

When he opened the door, he saw Chen Yilin curled up on the bed in pain, his face was almost transparent——

He rushed over and hugged him suddenly: "A Lin!"

Chen Yilin was stunned, wanting to say something, his stomach was on fire again, he gritted his teeth and waited for the pain to pass, then said hoarsely: "Stomach hurts, get me something to eat."

Su Junping hurried to the kitchen and found that they were all big meat, and the lard on the dried bamboo shoots was half a finger thick. He looked through the living room again, only a few oranges. Su Junping ran back with the oranges and was caught by his own snacks. The bag stumbled, and only then remembered that he had bought something.

But it was puffed food over and over again, only a pack of big white rabbit toffee - Su Junping snatched the potato chips from Chen Yilin's hand, peeled off two candies and stuffed them into his mouth: "This is sweet, if you are full, you can top it first , don’t eat potato chips, they are so boring.”

Then hurriedly went to steam water and eggs for him, ran to the door and came back to pour a glass of water, found that it was scalding to death and poured some cold water.

Maybe it was the sugar that temporarily comforted his howling stomach, or maybe it was a psychological effect, Chen Yilin felt better, so he propped up and put the pillow behind him.He peeled off another one, chewing hard on the sticky candy, the sweet taste trickled down his throat all the way to his heart.

He really, really liked Su Junping more and more.

Very very very much like it.

The weather was cold and damp, and he exhaled white air, but his heart was warm like boiling water in his hands.

Seeing that Chen Yilin's house had eggs, Su Junping set up a pot to steam the eggs.

He steamed it on a high fire, and it was ready in a short while. He poured some soy sauce on it, and hurried over. When he got to the bed, he was not in a hurry. I'm alone, I'll feed you!"

Chen Yilin's face turned red, but he didn't insist. Su Junping took a spoonful and blew, and then said fiercely: "Open your mouth, come on, ah—"

Chen Yilin bit the spoon and swallowed it, his face became even redder, reaching to the base of his ears, his eyelids were lowered and immediately caught by Su Junping: "Go on, cooperate, open your mouth!"

Then they finished eating a bowl of steamed eggs in a strange situation where one of them was blushing and the other was looking fierce.

After feeding, Su Junping said to him aggressively, "Is it better?"

Chen Yilin: "Much better."

Su Junping: "Do you want some medicine?"

Chen Yilin: "No, there is no medicine at home."

After finishing speaking, Su Junping suddenly turned around and stopped talking, and a burst of embarrassment spread in the small room.

On the one hand, Chen Yilin was exhausted from the pain before, and now he is still sweating profusely. On the other hand, he was fed by the person he liked, and his heart was throbbing. His nimble head was stuck, and he didn't notice Su Junping Unusual, it took a while for the blush on his face to subside, only to find that Su Junping turned his back to him and remained silent for a long time.

Chen Yilin found that Su Junping seemed to be in a bad mood since they met during the Chinese New Year. He patted Su Junping's back lightly, but Su Junping didn't respond. He groped along the spine. Chen Yilin moved cautiously, but tickled like a cat. Su Junping felt the goosebumps on those two fingers go all the way up to his neck, and Su Junping grabbed his hand.

Su Junping said fiercely: "Is it over?"

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a smile in the corner of Chen Yilin's eyes.Chen Yilin's eyes can be drawn out with a single hook, and after a long time, he will fall into the tenderness. He has seen this kind of smile many times, including talking and laughing with a girl at the door of an old building.

It was difficult for Su Junping to recall what his mood was at that moment afterwards. His joy, sorrow, anxiety and anger, and the youthful emotions were twisted together, and finally came to this sentence: "What did you do on the afternoon of New Year's Eve?"

Chen Yilin was taken aback, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Grandma didn't tell you, I'm going to the hospital." He was not the one to complain, so he couldn't help but said, "The efficiency is really terrible. I waited for a long time for my turn. The computer crashed again..."

Su Junping stared into his eyes: "Are you going?"

"Yes."

"Think about it again," Su Junping leaned closer, saw the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and said word by word, "Just go to xxx, haven't you been to other places?"

Facing Su Junping's pressing questions, Chen Yilin frowned uncomfortably, but still replied honestly: "Then I went home directly."

Su Junping straightened his back suddenly, looked at him expressionlessly and thought:

fraud.

lie.

So what if it's really your girlfriend, I don't know what to do.You don't want to get along with me so much, you treat me like an outsider so much, and you are so guarded against me that you won't tell me the truth?

He felt that his whole heart had been trampled on, and for a moment he was so angry that he wanted to say something, but those thoughts just barely turned around, and the anger burned them all, and Su Junping couldn't say a word.

He was gnawed by insidious thoughts for a while, feeling that the small room was so stuffy, he stood up and was about to leave, but Chen Yilin didn't react to his sudden emotion, and only after he stood up did he rush to pull his sleeves, Su Junping vigorously With a bang, the glass was swept to the ground.

The voice was clear and crisp, shaking people's apex.

Su Junping's forehead twitched, and his tongue started to get knotted. Chen Yilin threw off the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but he yelled, "Don't move!"

After some difficulty, he straightened his tongue: "I'll go buy some stomach medicine for you, don't come here, just lie on the bed and rest."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and walked hurriedly. When he was changing shoes in the entrance, he saw Chen Yilin leaning against the door of the room. Just as Chen Yilin was about to open his mouth, he slapped the door shut: "I told you not to move! You need me to say it several times before you can hear it." Understood! Go back, go back and lie down for me now!"

He closed the door heavily with his hands, and Chen Yilin leaned against the door in a daze. After a while, he heard a soft sigh like: "Xiao Jun..."

But Su Junping had already gone far away, so naturally he couldn't hear him.