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In the afternoon Xu Qingqiao took Yan Xiaomu to the hospital to get the medicine. On the way there, Yan Xiaomu was still in a stable mood, and when he came out of the hospital after taking the medicine, he lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

Xu Qingqiao also realized that after Yan Xiaomu fell ill, his happy mood didn't seem to last long, he would still laugh, but after laughing, his mood would still return to the bottom.

In the morning, he called a friend who was familiar with the situation and learned a lot. He knew that many things could not be rushed and needed patience and time.

Before going out, Xu Qingqiao filled Yan Xiaomu's sippy cup with water, took out the water cup in the hospital parking lot, and asked Yan Xiaomu to take the medicine first.

Yan Xiaomu took the medicine obediently, and sat upright in the co-pilot after eating, and asked Xu Qingqiao where to take him to play.

Before Xu Qingqiao could reply, she said to herself, "Would you like to go climbing the mountain? I didn't go when I said I was going to climb the mountain..."

Xu Qingqiao always remembered that when the typhoon came, Yan Xiaomu pushed his bicycle up the mountain to find him, his face was full of wounds from the wind.

He has never forgotten that he was the one who made the promise, and he was the one who couldn't keep it.

Yan Xiaomu never asked for many, Xu Qingqiao had a whole ocean, as long as he was given a handful of seawater, he could be satisfied.

It's a pity that Xu Qingqiao couldn't even afford this handful after so many years.

After agreeing to climb the mountain, Yan Xiaomu became sleepy halfway through the climb. Xu Qingqiao carried him all the way to the top of the mountain, just like Yan Xiaomu went up the mountain with a heavy load to find him.

The difference is that now he is happy with Yan Xiaomu on his back, but back then Yan Xiaomu's face was full of painful tears.

Yan Xiaomu is very light, Xu Qingqiao carried him much easier than Yan Xiaomu pushing a bicycle with a broken front in a typhoon day.

After breaking up with Yan Xiaomu, Xu Qingqiao always thought that he could handle things clearly and let them go, until a typhoon day in his junior year, when he was hiding from the rain, he saw a middle school student pushing a cart against the wind and took three steps forward. , and was blown back four steps by the wind.

At that moment, he thought of Yan Xiaomu, the ex who had disappeared in his world for a long time.

So he obviously hid from the rain, but his face was still wet.

The mountain he climbed was not very high, but the scenery was good. Although the sun was strong, the mountain road was extremely cool. He walked slowly along the stone steps step by step with Yan Xiaomu on his back, and soon reached the top of the mountain.

Put Yan Xiaomu down in the pavilion on the top of the mountain, and then feed him water.

Yan Xiaomu held the water glass by himself, sat on the stone bench and twisted his body embarrassingly, saying that he fell asleep while climbing the mountain just now, "It must be very hard to carry me up."

"It's not hard." Xu Qingqiao sat down beside him, holding his thin wrist, "Xiao Mu is too thin, I need to eat more in the future."

After Yan Xiaomu drank the water, he handed the straw cup to Xu Qingqiao, and Xu Qingqiao took a few sips through the straw with his hand.

In the pavilion, the two sat side by side on a long stool, overlooking the distant scenery together. When they held each other's hands, the nearby scenery also became a scenery.

As the sun went down, they went down with it.

Yan Xiaomu walked with his water glass in his arms, following behind Xu Qingqiao.

The warm orange light lingered on the white shirt Xu Qingqiao was wearing today, outlining his broad and beautiful silhouette. Yan Xiaomu stared at his back, quickened his pace, and hid himself in his shadow.

Yan Xiaomu recalled the past, the day he broke up with Xu Qingqiao, he also saw a white shirt flying in the wind, but at that time he could only watch the white shirt get farther and farther away from him but couldn't catch up.

When the stone steps came to the end, they led to the parking lot at the bottom of the mountain, and when they reached the flat ground, the sun had already set. Xu Qingqiao turned around and took Yan Xiaomu's hand.

Now Yan Xiaomu doesn't have a good appetite for anything, Xu Qingqiao still takes him back to his own place, ready to go home and cook for himself.

Before returning home, the two went to the supermarket. Xu Qingqiao was pushing the shopping cart in the fresh food section, but Yan Xiaomu was nowhere to be found when he turned around. Just as he was about to call him, he saw a familiar figure standing in front of the freezer not far away. Shaking back and forth, the freezer door was open, and a round head seemed to be poking inside.

Xu Qingqiao pushed the cart over and pulled the man over by the arm, only to realize that the man had several ice creams in his arms.

"It's been a long time since I ate." Yan Xiaomu licked his lips.

Xu Qingqiao helped him take the ice cream, touched his cold palm, put the things into the shopping cart, and then held Yan Xiaomu's hand again, sharing some of the heat from his palm with him.

"Will eating ice cause stomach discomfort?" Xu Qingqiao asked him.

Yan Xiaomu shook his head: "Take the medicine and you'll be fine."

They were talking about antidepressants. Because of the mental illness, even the body was uncomfortable. No matter how many checkups, no problems could be found, so I could only take medicine to adjust my mood, so as to relieve the physical pain.

Xu Qingqiao knew that even if he didn't eat ice cream, Yan Xiaomu's stomach would feel uncomfortable, so he didn't stop him.

After picking white meat, fruits and vegetables, and buying seasonings and dairy products, on the way to pay the bill, seeing Yan Xiaomu slow down when passing the snack area, Xu Qingqiao stopped and asked him if he wanted to buy some snacks.

Yan Xiaomu nodded, trotted to the shelf and brought back a pack of fruit candies.

This time for dinner, Xu Qingqiao added children's soy sauce to the dishes, so that the taste would not be too bland under the premise of ensuring lightness.

Yan Xiaomu didn't eat much before, but now he eats even less when he's sick, and he doesn't eat if he doesn't have half a bowl of rice. Xu Qingqiao had no choice but to mix rice with soup and feed him a few more mouthfuls.

"I'm full." Yan Xiaomu wrinkled his face, showing aggrieved expression again.

Saying that she was full, when Xu Qingqiao was washing the dishes, she saw this man running into the kitchen and taking out an ice cream from the refrigerator.

After 5 minutes, he went to the kitchen and said he wanted to help wash the dishes, but he didn't let him. He asked Yan Xiaomu to go to the living room to watch TV. When he turned around, he saw this man squatting in front of the refrigerator, with his little hand reaching into the quick-frozen layer to pick out ice cream.

Xu Qingqiao dried his hands, walked over and confiscated his ice cream, "Don't eat this when you're full, you'll get a stomachache later."

Yan Xiaomu was naturally obedient, and walked out of the kitchen with his arms down.

After tidying up the kitchen, Xu Qingqiao washed the strawberries and came out. She saw the TV in the living room playing a blind date show, while Yan Xiaomu was obediently sitting on the sofa watching it with the remote control in her arms.

Yan Xiaomu looked at the TV, Xu Qingqiao asked him to open his mouth, said he was full, and ate several strawberries.

Xu Qingqiao fed him like this and made him sleepy. In the end, Yan Xiaomu lay down on top of him and fell asleep.

Xu Qingqiao had to use the computer to work, so there was no way to let him sleep in his arms, so he had to carry him upstairs.

The man didn't wake up when he was carried upstairs, and woke up as soon as his butt touched the bed. Finally, Xu Qingqiao was carried back to the living room.

Yan Xiaomu was thin, Xu Qingqiao didn't have to bother to hug him, but he was embarrassed, sat on the sofa and shook his head and said that he would leave later.

Xu Qingqiao looked at the report on the computer, hummed as an answer, and after a while, Yan Xiaomu posted it by himself, wrapped his two thin arms around him, and said softly, "I'm just kidding, I'm afraid of your hard work."

Xu Qingqiao pulled the corner of her mouth almost invisibly, and teased him with a cold face on purpose: "No, you'd better go by yourself from now on."

After not hearing anything for a while, Xu Qingqiao turned around and took a look, only to find that this person was hugging a pillow on the sofa until his eyes were red.

Xu Qingqiao put the computer down, leaned over to pinch his face, and teased him again: "Are you angry?"

Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaomu burst into tears suddenly, lowered his head and covered his eyes, and said in a crying voice: "It's my fault, I shouldn't be petty."

It was only then that Xu Qingqiao realized that he shouldn't joke about this with Yan Xiaomu. His friend had already reminded him on the phone the next day that Yan Xiaomu was very sensitive now, and it was easy to take all the responsibility on himself.

Xu Qingqiao could only hold him in his arms, coaxing him with good words, but the tears in his arms seemed to be endless, and his shirt was wet.

Finally, he went into the kitchen and got an ice cream before coaxing him back.

Yan Xiaomu cherished the ice cream and licked it up and down, tears still hanging on his face, and Xu Qingqiao helped him wipe it clean.

"I was joking with you just now, do you know that?" Xu Qingqiao said patiently, "When did you say I beat you?"

Xu Qingqiao really never lost his temper with Yan Xiaomu, and even when they broke up, he was calm and restrained, as if losing control of his emotions would never happen to him.

If there was, it was only on the first night, as if to punish Yan Xiaomu for saying the words of empathy, Xu Qingqiao really made it a little bit fierce later.

"No." Yan Xiaomu shook his head like a rattle, and handed the half-licked ice cream to Xu Qingqiao's mouth for him to eat.

Xu Qingqiao took a bite without taking her eyes off his face.

Seeing that Xu Qingqiao ate too, Yan Xiaomu narrowed his eyes and smiled.

After Yan Xiaomu's mood improved, Xu Qingqiao continued to work.

When he closed the computer, Yan Xiaomu moved his butt to his side, and displayed the phone page in front of him.

He saw the Mickey and Minnie couple pajamas that Yan Xiaomu talked about on the colorful Taobao page.

She didn't say anything against it, and let Yan Xiaomu place the order.

After placing the order, Yan Xiaomu looked even more beautiful. He ran upstairs to take a shower first. The product had just been placed, and it seemed as if it had already been signed for.

Xu Qingqiao was collecting clothes on the balcony on the first floor. The clothes that Yan Xiaomu washed during the day had dried up. They were white T-shirts, black shorts, and blue underwear.

Xu Qingqiao visually estimated that Yan Xiaomu's underwear might be a few sizes smaller than an ordinary boy. It seems that after so many years, this man has grown taller, but his ass is still the same as before.

But to be honest, although Yan Xiaomu's butt is small, it feels good to the touch, as if the little flesh on his body has grown where it should.

When collecting clothes, Xu Qingqiao heard Yan Xiaomu calling him from upstairs, "Xu Qingqiao, I don't have any underwear to wear, I need to borrow some from you."

Just as he was about to send the clothes up, he heard Yan Xiaomu say, "Wow, I found a pair in your closet that I can wear!"

It was Yan Xiaomu who forgot, the one he found was exactly the one he left at Xu Qingqiao's house when he was in high school.