The cold came on fiercely, and the fever, headache, and cough did not go away. I persisted for a few days and did not go to the hospital. Later, my bones started to hurt.

The doctor immediately prescribed a drip, and while I was sitting outside the pharmacy waiting for the number to be called to pick up the medicine, I heard someone whisper my name.I looked up in a daze, and the one standing in front of me was the female director who called me to urge me to review.

When I wanted to get up, she reached out her hand to stop her, and said with a smile, "Just sit and talk. I just had something to do next to me, and I saw your name on the electronic screen, so I came over to have a look. What, you have a cold?" "

I was a little embarrassed because of my attitude towards her the first two times.She is actually a very good doctor, responsible and measured in her actions and words.I tugged on the mask, accidentally didn't hold back, and coughed again.

"I'm sorry," I smiled sheepishly, "I caught a cold. But the doctor said it's nothing serious."

"Besides the cold, how do you feel?"

I knew she was concerned about something else, so I said it was okay.

The female doctor looked at me suspiciously for a while, put her hands back into the pockets of her white coat, and said in a stern tone: "In your situation, a cold is also dangerous. It's better to come for an examination early, and find a solution if you have any problems. "

After hanging the bottle for two days, the high fever finally subsided, but the cough still didn't improve at all. Sometimes I couldn't help coughing, and I could cough up my lungs when lying on the table.

The current dead state has undoubtedly affected my work progress.But the strange thing is that the boss, who was going crazy at the end of the year, didn't mention the artwork once, and instead took the initiative to ask me to take two days off.

Of course it is good to take a vacation. I have been very lazy recently, and getting up in the morning is a big problem, so it is my greatest blessing to be allowed to work from home.

When revising the manuscript, I accidentally found a few abnormalities, all of which were small adjustments, which I hadn't noticed before.So Allen really moved my design that day. He marked the places he changed with different colors. With a few strokes, the changes were quite ingenious and had a finishing touch.

I leaned back in the chair, coughed against my lips and thought, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that Alan was too awkward.Even though he said me too.For example, helping me change the picture, in fact, I can't accept it directly, but he just hides it, which makes me suspicious.

Going deeper, I thought of another question. Alan, who is obviously talented and talented, wanted to steal my work, enter the competition and win awards in a grandiose way. I really don't understand what he thinks.

Although I hated that incident, it is true that Allen helped me a lot. One size fits one. I took out my phone and sent him a text message, saying that I had seen the changes he made.

"Then?" He replied quickly.

I can almost imagine Alan's expression. If we were close, he would raise his eyebrows and look very disdainful.He would even say, Zhou Jingchen, why the fuck are you finally not accusing me of stealing?

"It's just gone and then?" Alan asked in a text message.

"And then, thank you." I said.

I took medicine at noon and took a nap, got up in the middle of the afternoon and continued to finish the work. I was busy until after [-] o'clock in the evening. I sent out the drawings, as if the heavy burden on my shoulders was also thrown out, and my whole body felt much lighter. .

I feel hungry only when I am free, and I want to eat raw pan fried from a small food stall two streets away.I wrapped myself into rice dumplings and went out. I queued for half an hour and ordered four in total, but in the end I barely managed to eat half of them to satisfy my cravings.

In fact, the taste is still the same as before. Just smelling it and looking at it can still make a mouthful of saliva.But it's still too much for me now.

Going home resentfully, I ran into the aunt who was in charge of hygiene in our building downstairs. She stopped me with a puzzled look, even embarrassed. After thinking for a long time, she asked me if I was a smoker.

I was baffled, but I still answered, and the aunt suddenly realized something, as if she understood something, but she was wrong again within a second.I asked what was wrong, and the auntie looked at me thoughtfully, and asked again: "Mr. Zhou, do you go to the door to smoke on purpose?"

"What do you mean?"

"Just to ask you, you usually smoke at home, you shouldn't deliberately sit at the door to smoke, right?"

I was still at a loss, the auntie sighed anxiously, and said: "Mr. Zhou, when I was cleaning this month, I saw cigarette butts at your door several times. It's the end of the year, and I'm only worried about being a thief. Not like."

"You said you saw it at my door? What kind of smoke?"

"Yes, it's right in front of your house. Sometimes it's on the floor, and sometimes it's a little farther away at the stairs. I don't know what kind of cigarettes it is. I don't know the brand. It looks pretty, so it should be expensive."

Just like my aunt, I also went upstairs with my stomach full of doubts. I unconsciously looked down at the door for a while, but I just cleaned the floor, so naturally there was nothing.

Actually, I probably know who it is.My aunt kindly reminded me that I am afraid that thieves will be rampant at the end of the year, but which thief will come out and blatantly leave evidence everywhere?All I can think of is one person.

But I still don't understand, Shen Yan has always had good living habits, even if he has a capacity for alcohol, he is not greedy, and smoking is just an occasional relaxation.He loves to be clean, so how could he come to my door to make garbage.

Because I suddenly remembered Shen Yan, some of the clips that I pressed at the bottom of the box were like the tide that suddenly opened the gate to release the flood, rushing in one after another.

It's still about Shen Yan.

The two of us had a good relationship at that time, and after being kicked out of the house by my dad, it was more like trying to make up for each other, and we quickly fell into a period of passionate love.

After living together, I gradually discovered that Shen Yan is actually a little cleanliness, and he doesn't accept the existence of impurities, whether in life or in spirit.

One rainy evening, the two of us nestled on the sofa and read a book.What Shen Yan read was of course professional, while what I read was novels borrowed from the library. It was when the atmosphere was most lazy and peaceful, and I was provoked by the extramarital affair story in the novel to ask Shen Yan a question.

"Shen Yan, do you think it is possible for you to cheat in the future?"

He restlessly pinched my ear with his hand resting on the back of my head, and reprimanded with a smile: "What nonsense!"

"Just say you will?"

"will not!"

Shen Yan suddenly approached me and bit my mouth with one mouth.

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