bother you

In the entire "Bee Gui" literature network, the most lively comment area is the "Yan Xiao" comment area, but Yan Xiao himself has long since lost the habit of reading comments. First, there are too many comments, and there is no time to read them. Second, some comments are purely vexatious. , After seeing the trouble, some of the comments are blowing rainbow farts, and he is no longer a new author who needs to draw motivation from the comments.Comments that really have something to say will be refined by Komatsu, or pushed to the top by readers. He occasionally reads these high-quality comments when he is free.

Half a month after he finished writing a certain chapter, he set the time for the automatic sending of the manuscript box, and was about to put the notebook aside, when suddenly the QQ in the lower right corner flickered.

Xiao Song said: "Look at the comments! That 'old fan' of yours is back to give you money!"

He didn't think of any "old fans" for a while, went to the comment area to scan, and suddenly saw a familiar and long-lost user name - "Fanfan 1111".

Xiaosong crackled and typed: "Did you see that? There are many people watching in the comment area. He hasn't appeared for so many years. I thought he was 'lost fans', but he came back again! Smile, do you still remember him? ? When you were a newcomer, he kept rewarding you, and whoever scolded you, he scolded them, and you and him often interacted!"

Yan Xiao looked at the reward record, and supported his face with one hand.

——The user "Fanfan 1111" gave you a reward of [-] yuan, additional information: none.

A tea party has already been held in the comment area, and some "old fans" who have been chasing "Yan Xiao" since the first book are enthusiastically sharing science with "new fans", introducing this "Fanfan 1111" who has not appeared for a long time.

Some people say that "Laughing God" has a special liking for "Fanfan 1111". At that time, local tyrants rewarded hundreds of dollars, but "Laughing God" didn't pay attention to it. I ran up to thank you.Some people say that "Fanfan 1111" and "Laughing God" are old acquaintances. When "Laughing God" was still an unknown author on other small websites, "Fanfan 1111" has been supporting silently. "Laughing God" is grateful to "Fanfan 1111" It should be.

Young readers have rich imaginations, and some of them soon realized the mystery of it——is it possible that "Fanfan 1111" and "Laughing God" are a pair?

Yan Xiao closed his eyes, calmed down for a moment, and walked towards Zhaofan's bedroom.

There was no movement inside, but it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and Zhao Fan was probably still sleeping, besides, the tipping record appeared half an hour ago.

Yan Xiao knocked on the door, "Can I come in?"

The sound of something falling to the ground came from inside, Yan Xiao frowned, and opened the door without waiting for Zhaofan's answer.

Zhao Fan was sitting on the big bay window, bent over, holding the tablet in one hand, and reaching down with the other, trying to pick up the Coke bottle that was accidentally knocked down.

Because the lid was twisted, the Coke didn't come out.

Seeing Yan Xiao coming in, Zhao Fan hugged the tablet even tighter, "I, I want to come down and open the door for you."

Yan Xiao approached, stood by the big bay window and looked at him.

It was already the beginning of summer, the sun set late, and the sunlight penetrated through the window, as if enclosing Zhaofan.

Yan Xiao picked up a pillow from the big bay window and sat on the ground.

Zhaofan didn't wear shoes, so he put his bare feet inside.

Yan Xiao asked gently: "Are you reading my novel?"

Zhaofan opened his eyes a little wider, put down the tablet, picked up the Coke and took a sip.

"I saw your tip." Yan Xiao said with a smile: "100 yuan is a huge sum, we can eat something good tonight."

Zhaofan raised the corner of his lips, "It's well written."

"Thank you." Yan Xiao asked again: "When did you start watching?"

Zhao Fan did the math, "One week."

"I wrote about an anti-drug hero." Yan Xiao said softly, "This is my most popular book so far."

"En." Zhao Fan pursed his lips, his eyelashes reflected a soft shadow in his eyes.

"Have you seen who the protagonist is?" Yan Xiao asked.

Zhaofan paused, "I see."

"Sorry, I didn't ask your opinion in advance this time." Yan Xiao took his finger and shook it slightly, "You went to such a dangerous place, I can only miss you and pray for you in this way Safety."

"I understand." Zhao Fan said, "I saw that sentence you wrote in the copy."

Yan Xiao held his hand in front of his eyes, kissed lightly, and said: "I have written millions of words, you are back, I will finish it after a while."

Zhaofan withdrew his hand, "Is this the end?"

Yan Xiao laughed, "Didn't you see enough?"

Zhaofan touched his fingers, and the base of his ears turned red, "Yeah."

"Then write another copy." Yan Xiao said.

Zhaofan's eyes are very bright, "Then I will continue to reward."

Yan Xiao stood up and sat with him on the big bay window, "Which chapter did you read?"

Zhaofan pressed the tablet, "Chapter three hundred and two."

"That's still early, you'll have to watch later."

"It's the first time to read a novel on a tablet." Zhao Fan has been trying to talk more recently, "It's more convenient than a computer."

Yan Xiao took the tablet, feeling very emotional.

Six years is enough to change a lot of things. Six years ago, I could only read online novels on my computer. Now, various literature websites have developed their own apps, which can be read on mobile phones and tablets, which is much more convenient.

Six years have also separated the people who lived together day and night, such as classmates who played together, and roommates who skipped classes together.He couldn't remember the name of Zhaofan's warm-hearted roommate who always called himself "Dad".

Fortunately, he and Zhaofan are still together.

However, his "love at first sight" did not disappear due to the passage of time, on the contrary, it intensified, lasting longer than fine water and more vigorous than wildfire.

"I almost forgot my username." Zhao Fan said again, "It took several attempts to log in."

"Isn't your username just a combination of the characters 'Fan'?" Yan Xiao said.

"Yeah, but I wrote 'Fanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfanfan' at first, and I couldn't log in. I only remembered later that that was my username in 'Iron Man'."

Yan Xiao's heart was hot, and the user name composed of these eight "Fan" was really an indelible memory for him.

Zhaofan was in a good mood, and tried to speak, "We had a conflict in 'Iron Man Love', you are called 'Kang Yi Xiao', and I secretly call you a primary school student."

Yan Xiao said: "You also call me a primary school student in front of my face."

Zhaofan smiled lightly, "By the way, you must have nicknamed me too."

Yan Xiao raised his eyebrows, thinking of that indecent word.

"What did you call me?" Zhaofan asked.

"Just..." Yan Xiao rubbed his nose, "Guess?"

Zhao Fan really guessed, "Fan Gou?"

Yan Xiao smiled.

"Fan pig?"

"……no."

"Could it be a mortal?"

Yan Xiao compared "eight", "You wrote a total of eight 'Fan'."

Zhaofan said, "Bafan? Fanba?"

Yan Xiao pressed his chest, "I told you not to be angry."

"How could I be angry?"

"I called you back then..." Yan Xiao cleared his throat, "Ji Ba."

Zhaofan showed the most vivid expression since returning to Shancheng, "What, what eight?"

Yan Xiao lowered his head, "Ji Ba."

The sun quietly covered the two of them. After a while, the halo on Zhaofan's shoulders began to tremble. Yan Xiao looked up at him and saw that he was smiling.

"Why is it called 'jiba'?" Zhaofan asked.

"There are fewer words, but there is no..." Yan Xiao laughed as he said, "There is no 'little brother'. Didn't I be incompatible with you at that time, so it was too much."

"It's really too much." Zhao Fan thought for a while, "If I knew at the time, I might beat you up."

"You can hit me now too."

"People's police don't beat people."

Although he knew that Zhaofan's liveliness had a certain element of acting, Yan Xiao was still happy, "Actually, I only said it a few times, and then changed it."

Zhaofan asked: "What?"

Yan Xiao looked into his eyes and said softly, "Fanfan."

In mid-June, Yan Xiao took Zhaofan back to the A-level rehabilitation center of the Ministry of Public Security for a routine inspection, and the results showed that his condition was improving.Dr. Zhu had a private conversation with Yan Xiao. Yan Xiao wanted to stop taking the medicine. After all, the medicine was [-]% poisonous. Although Zhaofan never complained, he could see that he was always affected by the side effects of the medicine.

After careful consideration, Dr. Zhu made a new list of medications to take, and warned: "Zhaofan can reduce the dosage now, but everything should be done step by step. Stopping the medication suddenly will not be good for him."

Yan Xiao is not an unreasonable person. After receiving the medicine, he played with Zhaofan in the capital for two days and returned to Shancheng.

Dr. Zhu previously suggested that Zhaofan swim three to four times a week. Lin Haocheng also said that Zhaofan often swam when he was receiving treatment when he was a child. Yan Xiao got a swimming card at the gym near his home, but Zhaofan repeatedly refused.

This is not normal.

Zhaofan accepts any suggestion that is beneficial to combating depression, and tries hard, but swimming is the only thing that Zhaofan is unwilling to do.

Yan Xiao pondered secretly, guessing that Zhaofan didn't want to expose the scars on his body to others.

He had seen Zhaofan's injury, and it wasn't hideous.But Zhaofan was obviously unwilling to let him see that when taking a shower, he would no longer rush into the bathroom with only a pair of underwear left as before.

The heat wave hit people, and on the first day of the high-temperature holiday in some industries, Zhaofan developed a rash on his back.

When he got up in the morning, he felt itchy on his shoulders and back, but he didn't pay attention to it. He went running and grocery shopping with Yan Xiao as usual. After all, he was often bitten by poisonous mosquitoes at the border, and itching was commonplace.

In the afternoon, the itching became more and more severe. He hid in the bedroom and kept scratching. The itching was unbearable. When he went to the bathroom, he found that his entire back was red.

Yan Xiao was typing. He took his mobile phone and keys and said he was going out to buy watermelons.

There was indeed no watermelon at home, so Yan Xiao didn't notice anything unusual about him.

After buying watermelon and the medicine recommended by the pharmacist, Zhao Fan hurried back to the bedroom, without even bothering to read the instruction manual, and rubbed it on his back.

Yan Xiao smelled a faint smell of medicine, walked lightly to the door, listened for a while, knocked on the door without politeness and restraint, but directly opened the door.

Zhao Fan was sitting on the bed with his upper body bare, applying medicine anxiously.

Yan Xiao's eyes deepened, and he walked in quickly, seeing the red rash all over his body, his heart ached.

"I..." Zhaofan was embarrassed and uncomfortable. At first the rash was only on his back, but now his chest, abdomen, and inner and outer thighs are covered.

Yan Xiao immediately found out the clothes to go out, and said involuntarily, "Let's go to the hospital."