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He Nian let out an "Oh" in a daze, and was about to follow when Yan Ruizhi remembered that this person still had the Jingxing sign on his body, and stopped: "Forget that you are still an intern, next time."

As soon as he finished saying this, He Nian's expression changed visibly, and he took off the internship card around his neck and stuffed it in his pocket without saying a word: "It's okay, Mr. Yan, I'm just here to hand in a document, I don't need to check in." .”

Yan Ruizhi remembered that he said that his time in Beijing was very short, and after thinking about the fact that there were college students similar to him in his company, he didn't think too much: "Okay."

When the two arrived at the parking lot, Hao Shuai had already disappeared, and sent two messages to cover up.

[Hao Shuai: It's five o'clock, my mother told me to go home and wait for my decision, so I won't take your car]

[Hao Shuai: Xiao He came in time!I like him! 】

With no expression on Yan Ruizhi's face, he opened the door and sat in the driver's seat.

Fearing that Yan Ruizhi would regret it in the next second, he didn't say much about New Year's greetings, sat up in a decent manner, and quietly waited for the car to drive out.

The road conditions are not bad, Yan Ruizhi held the steering wheel without looking at him: "What do you want to eat?"

The meaning is also very obvious, thank him for helping me just now.

Holding the seat belt with one hand, He Nian quickly said, "Anything is fine."

In fact, he is still in such an unexpected joy. Although it is true that he came to Beijing today by accident, he just wanted to try his luck. He would never have thought that he would really meet, and there would be such a good thing now.

Yan Ruizhi didn't intend to argue with him too much, since he could do whatever he said, he simply did what he wanted and asked his assistant to book a restaurant for him.

He chose a relatively remote river fish restaurant, which could not be seen from the outside, and only after passing through the small wooden door and gravel road did he realize that there was something special about it.

They entered a quiet box at the end, and a separate waiter came in and handed hot towels and tea, and began to ask the two of them respectfully.

It's a good time to eat fugu. When Yan Ruizhi ordered it, he raised his head and asked if there were any other taboos. Seeing that he was still in a daze, the waiter quickly came over and explained: "Our family has professional qualifications and has been open for many years. You You can rest assured."

"Oh...oh," He Nian nodded as she saw the menu introduction again, "It's good that you come, Mr. Yan."

The method of this restaurant is very traditional, and both methods are hot, which adds a bit of warmth to the empty private room when it is served.

Yan Ruizhi is not keen on appetite. Although he barely ate yesterday and took two pills because of his headache, he still has no appetite today.

But fortunately, He Nian seems to like the store he chose.

Probably because his head was still aching, Yan Ruizhi quickly put down the bowl without urging, and waited for the New Year to eat slowly.

It's amazing that he, who likes to be alone, has had so many dinners with He Nian.

Yan Ruizhi admitted that he didn't hate the other party, and even began to slowly accept the fact that he had a fixed partner.

Although sometimes the greetings are too enthusiastic.

He looked away and asked the waiter to come in and pay the bill.

After the heat in the private room dissipated, He Nian also put down the bowls and chopsticks.

Before he could stand up, Yan Ruizhi sat opposite him and called his name.

"Hey." He Nian immediately turned to look at him.

There was no unnecessary expression on Yan Ruizhi's face, and his voice was calm and calm, as if he was just asking about a trivial matter: "Do you want to stay tonight?"

He Nian's expression froze for a moment, and he looked at him carefully a second later.

"If you don't force it, you can choose to refuse."

Yan Ruizhi said it very frankly, but He Nian seemed to have realized it now, but it was not the same as Yan Ruizhi imagined, but soon nodded as if he had finally been summoned: "Okay!"

His reaction made Yan Ruizhi laugh: "Didn't you always report to me about your daily life before?"

Why is it a little embarrassing now.

"Didn't you tell me last time that you were the one who funded me?" He Nian looked at him with an obviously normal expression, but Yan Ruizhi inexplicably read the implication of "that's why I didn't dare to come to you".

"Well," he replied and walked out, waiting for He Nian to get into the car before saying, "Then you don't have to report such details in the future."

"You call me Mr. Yan," Yan Ruizhi started the car and said, "Then I should be your patron, not your guardian."

Although he had used this word to his friends before the New Year, it was the first time Yan Ruizhi said it clearly when the two were alone.

Unconvinced, He Nian sat on the co-pilot: "Just set do-not-disturb and let me send it, you know I talk a lot..."

These words sounded a little wronged, Yan Ruizhi raised his eyebrows slightly: "You are not afraid that I will delete you."

He Nian smiled, even though Yan Ruizhi was concentrating on driving and looking ahead, he could imagine his current appearance: "You promised me when you got off the plane, you said you would not."

Yan Ruizhi chuckled, but did not respond to this sentence.

The two chatted casually all the way downstairs, and He Nian got out of the car obediently, holding Yan Ruizhi's coat, and stood outside waiting for him to park the car.

"I'll drive next time." When he got on the elevator, he volunteered and showed off, "I have a driver's license once!"

"How many times has it been officially opened?"

He Nian cleared his throat, but his confidence was gone: "Three...three or five times."

Yan Ruizhi felt that their current state was quite harmonious, so he entered the door and said to He Nian: "I still have a little work to do, you can go to the study to read a book or take a bath."

"By the way," Yan Ruizhi thought for a while. Anyway, New Year's Eve had come in, and the atmosphere between the two of them was fine, so he simply opened up and said, "Don't be too harsh, don't wear a condom, and don't leave marks on the neck..."

He spoke frankly, but He Nian's face was a little red, and Yan Ruizhi pointed to another guest room: "There are new nightgowns inside."

After saying this, he froze for a moment, and then remembered that he bought another set of washing tools last time, and put them in the low cabinet beside the bed together with the pile of things.

Yan Ruizhi didn't remind him that he might not stay here at the end of the New Year's Eve anyway.

"Last one, I don't like kissing."

Such an act that seemed too intimate.

He was too rushed last time, but this time he finally finished what he wanted to add, and He Nian only said "Oh" and nodded.

Yan Ruizhi entered the bedroom after making an appointment three chapters in advance, because he didn't go to the company in the afternoon, and there were still a lot of things to verify, and it would take about an hour.

He heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom. In the final analysis, it was just a moment of brain fever to call He Nian over. Yan Ruizhi propped his forehead and waved the idea out.

In the next second, a sentence popped into my mind.

——It’s all here.

There was still a sound in this sentence, He Nian also pretended to be pitiful last time.

Yan Ruizhi laughed at himself for being distracted all the time, and planned to refocus his attention on work.

As a result, this time it failed.

Maybe it's the chaotic day and night these days, too short sleep time, or maybe it's not a regular diet. In short, the belated pain finally came, and one of Yan Rui wanted to endure it at first, or take a rest for a while and take some medicine.

Unexpectedly, this time the abdominal pain was so violent that it almost twisted his internal organs. He didn't know when he broke out in a cold sweat, his lips turned white, and his whole body seemed to be exhausted.

He obviously felt that the air was getting thinner, and he wanted to work harder to get oxygen, but he had to slow down his breathing because of the pain.

"President Yan? I've finished washing." The voice of New Year's greetings came from outside the door, with a ray of fresh water vapor.

Yan Ruizhi answered a syllable and wanted to go to the medicine cabinet to find medicine by himself, but before he stood up, he felt his knees go limp and fell back heavily on the chair.

The other party obviously heard this sound, he knocked on the door three times to call him, but he was still so worried that he pushed the door open, and looked over while saying sorry to Mr. Yan.

Yan Ruizhi lay weakly by the table, barely supporting his upper body, but the broken hair on his forehead was already stained with cold sweat.

He Nian's hair hadn't been wiped yet, when he saw this scene, he stepped in hurriedly: "What's uncomfortable?"

Yan Ruizhi waved his hands, his voice sounded weak, but he insisted: "The medicine box is in the living room TV cabinet

Before finishing the word "stomach medicine", He Nian interrupted him: "I'll take you to the hospital."

Yan Ruizhi immediately refused, and even regained some strength after hearing these two words, he said stubbornly: "Old problem, take medicine and sleep and you'll be fine."

"Just bring me the medicine and water." Yan Ruizhi frowned, "You can go back today, or sleep next door."

But He Nian also became stubborn: "You don't have the energy to speak now, let's go now."

Yan Ruizhi seemed to be very resistant to the hospital, so he stretched out his hand and pushed him, and ordered: "I'll take it myself, you go home."

He Nian looked at him, Yan Ruizhi was like this the first time, when he snatched him away from a stranger, he obviously drank something with unknown ingredients, but when he mentioned going to the hospital for gastric lavage, he was unwilling at all, Abnormal resistance, even the consciousness is not sober, but still disagree.

However, this time was different from the first time, seeing the person in front of him throbbing when he exhaled, he didn't hesitate any longer.

Seeing that He Nian didn't move, Yan Ruizhi's eyes darkened, and just about to get up to find medicine by himself, he felt his feet hanging in the air, and his whole body lightened.

He was a few centimeters shorter than He Nian and thinner, so the other party carried him on his back with little effort.

"Happy New Year," said Yan Ruizhi, a big man who could not accept this, and said in a higher voice, "Don't make a fuss over a molehill!"

However, the strength of the young boy was much stronger than him, and Yan Ruizhi realized that he couldn't break free at all.

If you want to come down by force, you have to kick your legs, but Yan Rui has no strength, and secondly, he feels that this is even more embarrassing, so he can only say weakly: "It's okay, let me down."

He Nian turned a deaf ear, didn't call for a car, opened the door, and strode with him all the way to the parking lot.

Yan Ruizhi was placed in the co-pilot by him, and He Nian came up to fasten his seat belt for him, pursing his lips, looking very focused.

After sitting in the driver's seat and starting the car, He Nian spoke again: "The hospital is very close, so you can just go and have a look."

After the car was driven out, Yan Ruizhi finally lost the strength and need to fight with him, but his abdomen still hurts, so he held it gently and looked at He Nian.

"Didn't you say you only traveled a few times?" His voice was not loud.

"Am I so talented?" He Nian muttered, concentrating on driving.

Yan Ruizhi sighed, feeling that He Nian was still too stubborn: "I've said it's an old problem."

"That won't work," He Nian looked over while waiting for the red light, and said seriously, "Aren't you my benefactor?"

"Look, I'm doing this for the physical and mental safety of the donor. If you're not in good health, I..." Halfway through the speech, when the green light came on, He Nian turned away, "Anyway, I must ensure your health."

These words are true and false. On the one hand, they clearly care about it, and on the other hand, they say it like that.

Yan Ruizhi was both angry and wanted to laugh: "Then do I have to make a will first?"

He Nian's lip line was straightened, and he drove all the way to the nearest hospital, and only answered this question when he parked: "Then I take care of you like this, can my name appear in your will?"

After he finished speaking, he got out of the car, went around to the co-pilot, unfastened Yan Ruizhi's seat belt, and carried him on his back again.

Yan Ruizhi didn't immediately resist this time.

The New Year greeting just now was playful and weird, even a little ambiguous.

Afraid of falling, Yan Ruizhi stretched out his hand to grab his neck, but stopped talking.