Wu Wan

Zhao Duobao felt half-dream and half-awake that someone lifted the back of his head, pinched his chin and fed a medicine, and then the slightly cold boiled water at room temperature slowly flowed from his throat into his stomach.After the body was laid flat, it soon fell into sleep again.

When I opened my eyes again, I had a splitting headache, my body was covered in sweat, and my clothes seemed to have been soaked in water, sticking to my body uncomfortably tight.He turned over on his support, and looked out the window at the end of the bed. It was already dark outside. After a high fever, his energy was exhausted, and the sound of intestinal peristalsis was amplified in the quiet room.

Raising his hands and rubbing his temples, he planned to get up and change into clean clothes before going to make some porridge.

Just after changing the soaked shirt, the door was opened from the outside. Zhao Duobao grabbed the clean clothes in panic and put them on, but because he was too flustered, he couldn't find the neckline for a while, and the clothes completely covered his head The arms are stretched out randomly, and with the bare upper body, the scene is very funny.

"Heh." A sneer came from the door, "I'm awake."

Zhao Duobao finally put on his shirt in a hurry, and was stunned when he saw the person coming, "Jiang Yi?"

"You have a fever." Jiang Yi closed the door and put the lunch box he was carrying on the table.

"How did you come into my house?"

"If I don't come in, your brain may have burned out."

Zhao Duobao was wearing unmatched pajamas, and the pajamas had become translucent due to sweat and repeated washing. Jiang Yi always glanced at his strange lower body. clean pajama pants to the toilet.

"Is there anything to hide, I don't have what you have." Jiang Yi smiled with his mouth crooked, and the tip of his tongue restlessly pressed against the corner of his mouth, "It's because you are stunted and have low self-esteem."

Zhao Duobao was ashamed and annoyed, coupled with a fever, his cheeks were flushed at the moment, he closed the toilet door, there was a rustling sound, and when he came out again, he was holding the changed pair of pajama pants in his hand.

Jiang Yi curled his lips uninterestedly, and raised his chin towards the lunch box on the table, "The lettuce porridge I bought for you, let's make do with it."

Zhao Duobao put the dirty pajamas into the basin at the door of the toilet and sat down at the table.On the surface, he was as plain as water, but in fact, he kept organizing words in his heart, and he still couldn't find how to speak.Jiang Yi's mouth was a little off, but Yu Qing should also thank him well. If it wasn't for Jiang Yi, I'm afraid I still don't know how to survive this high fever.The lettuce porridge in front of him was still steaming, he looked up at Jiang Yi, who happened to be looking at him too, met Zhao Duobao's eyes, Jiang Yi didn't dodge, just stared blankly, as if in a daze , but with sharp eyes.

Zhao Duobao turned his face away, turned to look at the porridge in front of him, and said sullenly, "I'm sorry about what happened last time."

"Oh."

"Also, thank you today." Zhao Duobao scooped up a spoonful of porridge and brought it to his mouth to cool it down.

"You should thank me. I knocked on the door in the afternoon and no one opened it. I saw you at home through the crack of the door. I thought you didn't open the door for me on purpose, so I just tricked the landlord into asking for the key. When I came in, I saw you had a fever. Burned to death on the bed." Jiang Yi was tired from standing, so he went to the bed and sat down.

"I seem to have an impression that you told me to take medicine." Zhao Duobao drank the porridge one after another. There was salt in the porridge, and the light salty taste was just suitable for people who had a bitter taste in their mouths when they were sick.

"Oh, you are conscious. If you are conscious, you should take the medicine." Jiang Yi sat on the edge of the bed, with his two long legs crossed, "Pour in the water and spit it out. If you really don't drink it, I will die." I plan to pour it into you with my mouth."

Zhao Duobao raised his porridge-drinking hand in mid-air, paused, and looked up at Jiang Yi's expression. It was still the same as before, with a foolish look, and he couldn't tell whether he was teasing himself or being serious.

"Why can't you help being funny? If it weren't for your flat chest, I would suspect that you are actually a woman."

Zhao Duobao didn't speak, just sipped his porridge. Jiang Yi saw that he was so boring and he had nothing else to do, so he got up and prepared to leave.Zhao Duobao suddenly thought of something, and grabbed his clothes, "Wait a minute."

"what?"

"Can you leave a phone number?" Zhao Duobao picked up his mobile phone.

"I have to bring after-sales service to feed a fever-reducing medicine?" Jiang Yi frowned, looking puzzled at Zhao Duobao's serious preparation for recording.

"No, um... That's right, I think, even if we know each other, we can leave a contact information." Zhao Duobao searched for an excuse, and Li Li's face suddenly appeared in his mind, "Walking in the rivers and lakes makes more friends. It's useful."

Jiang Yi obviously didn't expect him to say such a thing, and smiled lightly, "You're still walking around, you read too many martial arts novels." He took the phone from Zhao Duobao, and pressed a few numbers on the screen , and then dial out and hang up.Handed the phone back to Zhao Duobao, "Okay."

Before the word "good" could be said, the phone rang just as soon as he took it back in his hand. At a glance, the words "Jiang Shuo Wang" were displayed in the center of the screen.

"Hello, boss."

Zhao Duobao's mobile phone is not very good, the earpiece leaks a bit, and it can't be heard in noisy places with many people, but now it becomes very clear.

Jiang Shuowang has a temporary job tomorrow, and Zhao Duobao is required to drive him off.

"What time tomorrow... what are you doing!"

The phone was snatched away and the call was cut off.

"Has your fever gone? You are going to see Jiang Shuowang off." Jiang Yi held Zhao Duobao's phone behind his back.

Zhao Duobao glared at him, "This is my job, return the phone to me!"

"Work is more important than life."

"It's none of your business." Zhao Duobao's tone became worse and worse, and his phone rang again.

Jiang Yi glanced at the caller ID and pressed reject, "I cured your fever, so that's none of my business."

Zhao Duobao was speechless, but anxious, "Give me back the phone." He reached out to grab it, but was caught by Jiang Yi with one hand.

"Jiang Shuo forgot to leave you, or something? How much does he pay you for a month, and you have to work hard for him with your illness?"

"You do not understand."

"I don't think you understand. A capitalist can only exploit people. He can work in many ways without you, but if you go to work with an illness today, it won't make him think differently about you. At most I will give you some money to comfort you afterwards."

What Jiang Yi said was just to reprimand Jiang Shuowang from the perspective of employment, but Zhao Duobao seemed to be talking about something central, a string in his mind was plucked, and there was a crisp sound.

It won't make him think otherwise of you.

This is the true portrayal of him and Jiang Shuowang. He can burn himself out because of his greed for that little bit of tenderness, but Jiang Shuowang is so dazzling that the faint fire when he burns becomes inconspicuous.

Zhao Duobao said in a deep voice, "I see."

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Jiang Yi sized him up, worried that he would really be provoked to anger by himself, so he simply returned the phone, pretending to be relaxed and said, "It's up to you."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Jiang Shuowang didn't call again, and Zhao Duobao didn't call back immediately after getting the phone, but sat on the bed thinking back and forth, maybe he should give himself a chance to catch his breath.

"Hey, boss, something went wrong with the phone just now."

"Oh, it's okay, you will come downstairs to my house at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning and drive me there."

"Well, boss, I may not be able to go tomorrow. I have a fever, and I'm afraid that driving in this state tomorrow will be dangerous." Zhao Duobao pretended to be weak, and coughed twice after speaking.

"That's it..." The other end of the phone sounded a bit embarrassed, but he finally agreed, "That's right, then you should rest at home first."

"Okay, thank you boss."

Like a drowning person breathing the first breath of fresh air, it feels like a new life.

Jiang Yi disappeared for another five days, and Zhao Duobao was taken aback when he found out that he could tell the number accurately.

The two still broke up that day. Looking back on the situation at that time, Jiang Yi was indeed kind, and he was only to blame for his overreaction because he was too sensitive at the time. It seemed that he owed Jiang Yi another apology.

Zhao Duobao opened the address book, turned to the number saved five days ago, and sent a text message after thinking about his words.

"I'm sorry about what happened that day. I overreacted."

There was no response for a long time, Zhao Duobao thought that maybe the other party was busy and had no time to take care of the phone.

busy?Zhao Duobao found that he didn't know what Jiang Yi's identity was.

The first time we met, he was an assistant, and Jiang Yi was an illegitimate fan. Except for meeting him once outside the community, it seems that I have never seen him again. Selling private information of different celebrities for a living, but every time he comes to his house in the evening or at night, it looks like a regular schedule.

Jiang Yi seemed like a fascination to him, but he couldn't help but want to find out.

The phone emits a crisp notification tone.

"who are you?"

Zhao Duobao was stunned. He clearly remembered that Jiang Yi called him back that day with his mobile phone. Did he remember the wrong number?

"I'm Zhao Duobao. Are you Jiang Yi?"

Zhao Duobao was not sure, so he tentatively sent such a text message.

This time the other party responded quickly.

"Yes. I've been so busy these days that I forgot to save the number."

Zhao Duobao breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

"Okay, I'm going to work tomorrow, and I'm going out of town with my boss."

For some unknown reason, Zhao Duobao couldn't help telling him that his departure from City B tomorrow might be due to his subconscious fear at that moment that he would make a futile trip.

"Oh."

A very indifferent word.

Zhao Duobao sat on the bed and hugged the quilt in a daze. Jiang Yi, whom he saw in a few short lines of text messages, seemed strange to each other, as if they were just passers-by who met each other by chance. Disappeared without a trace.

Perhaps this is the multifaceted nature of human beings.He comforted himself like this.