I Heard You Like Me Too

Qin Zhan just woke up, his consciousness was still a little chaotic, he pushed himself up to sit on the bed with difficulty, and took the water from Qi Yan.

"Thank you."

"Have you figured it out?" Qi Yan pulled the chair and sat on the head of the bed, with no place to rest his long legs, he hooked Erlang's legs with a casual expression.

The warm temperature was transmitted to the palm, Qin Zhan's throat rolled down, and he took a sip with downcast eyes, hesitating for half a second: "I...have thought about it."

"Continue?" Qi Yan slightly raised his eyebrows.

He paused, nodded: "Yeah."

Qi Yan lowered his eyebrows, pulled up his chair and got up.

He raised his head in a panic: "You, where are you going?"

"Buy food." Qi Yan walked to the door, stopped and turned around again, "You haven't eaten for three days, aren't you hungry?"

Qin Zhan was slightly taken aback. When he was sick, all his senses were deprived. Naturally, he couldn't feel anything. He didn't think it was anything at first, but when Qi Yan said it, he immediately felt a sense of hunger. .

He nodded slightly, rubbed his pale knuckles against the water glass, and tapped his flat nails against the wall of the glass, making a soft sound.

Qi Yan went out to buy food, Qin Zhan paused, struggling to collect his thoughts.

On the night of the Newcomer Award, Shen Jian posted a post to frame him, Qi Yan retorted, and then Qin Zhan said he was leaving, and Qi Yan scolded him.

Then Luo Qiqi and Qi Yan were talking downstairs, and Qin Zhan accepted the director's invitation in the room and confirmed the mission.

I didn't expect to have a fever...

Qin Zhan put the water glass on the cabinet and took off the mobile phone on it.

During these three days in a coma, Gu Ziyu did not assign him any work, and some other people sent some words of comfort.

[Little Bell]: Are you okay?That post was no trouble for me, anyway, my previous purpose was to stir up popularity.

[Gu Ziyu]: I'm also sorry about Qiqi's matter for not being able to stop him in time, I hope you get well soon.By the way, Qi Qi has already decided to temporarily retire from the entertainment industry, so you don't have to worry about meeting him in embarrassment.

[Xia Yin]: Honey, are you okay?If it's all right, remember to message me back, the show can come later, and you can rest well.

[Qi Yan]: That Luo Qiqi's account was blocked by me.

Qin Zhan: "..."

He cut to the forum, wanting to check the latest news, but was stuck unable to move.

After finally waiting for the page to refresh, he clicked on the homepage, only to find that all the dynamics on his homepage had been maxed out.

Since he opened it, he is the second person besides Qi Yan who basically does not post anything, and Qi Yan has since experienced the joy of updating every day, and has already worn the title of "Update Maniac".

So after Qin Zhan's incident came out, most of them focused on Qin Zhan's rare but five dynamics and piled up comments.

Those abusive comments before have long been suppressed and disappeared, and now all the words of encouragement and support are piled up on it.

Qin Zhan swiped for a while, and was about to send an update to report his safety, when his hand was empty again, Qi Yan directly put his mobile phone on the cabinet.

"You are better now, take more rest and don't worry about those comments on the Internet."

He set up the table at the end of the bed and piled the lunch boxes on the table: "The doctor said that you can basically be discharged from the hospital after the fever subsides. Do you plan to rest at home for a while, or go to the show?"

Qin Zhan was silent for a while, and replied, "Participate on time."

Qi Yan nodded and replied to the director.

Qin Zhan pulled one of the bowls of rice porridge in front of him, took a sip, thought of something, paused, and asked tentatively, "These days... are you taking care of me?"

Qi Yan's face was sullen, and he had scolded Qin Zhan before, and now he absolutely can't admit that he has the backbone to take care of him, so he stayed away fiercely: "I didn't."

Qin Zhan nodded, pondered for a while, didn't know what to say, thought for a while, and finally replied: "Yes."

...you shit.

Qi Yan glanced over and saw that he was eating porridge seriously, he was a little upset: "I just threw you in the hospital and left."

He wanted to say that he was so obvious, if Qin Zhan had no one to take care of him during this time, would he still be able to speak so smoothly when he just woke up?

And if he really didn't come to take care of Qin Zhan, Qin Zhan should give something to show, right?

After Qin Zhan listened carefully, he paused and said, "Yes."

Qi Yan: "..."

He is a little depressed.

I don't know if the virus has invaded Qin Zhan's brain or what, but Qi Yan feels inexplicably... Qin Zhan may have become stupid.

And... even more silent than before.

After being quiet for a while, Qi Yan put aside the chair and sat on the bed, and took out another bento.

eat.

He specially bought Qin Zhan's favorite duck, some carrots and vegetables, and a box of fruit platters.

Originally, these were for Qin Zhan's body, but after Qi Yan sat down, Qin Zhan specially sent the box to Qi Yan.

He: "...what are you doing?"

Qin Zhan said weakly, "You bought this."

so?

Qi Yan pushed the box in front of him: "I picked you up too, and according to what you say, you belong to me too."

Qin Zhan froze for a moment.

After a while, he nodded: "Yeah."

"So..." Qi Yan elongated his tone, and said in a persuasive manner, "You and it are mine. If you eat it, it's no different from mine."

Immediately afterwards, he piled up a smile: "If you dare not eat it, try it."

Qin Zhan finished his meal obediently.

Like a parent who supervises his picky eater son to eat obediently, Qi Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When Qin Zhan changed out of his hospital clothes and came out, it was snowing again outside.

Still in the room, he seemed to be able to feel the bone-chilling chill from the ice and snow.

Qi Yan went out to get the medicine, Qin Zhan silently looked at the snow-white quilt on the bed, thinking about how to borrow the quilt.

The snow fell to the ground profusely, looking soft, as if the quilt had also been spread on the ground.

When Qi Yan came in with a bag of pills, what he saw was Qin Zhan's eyes switching back and forth between the window and the quilt.

He had a cool face, as if casually reminding: "It is impossible to borrow quilts from the hospital."

Qin Zhan felt melancholy all of a sudden, like withered petals, and when the wind hit, they all fell down.

Qi Yan suppressed the smile that was about to leak, walked to the other side, and threw a black backpack on the bed.

Qin Zhan turned around suspiciously.

Qi Yan walked towards him slowly, his figure fell on him, his eyes met his, and he stretched out a hand to put the backpack flat.

Gently, unzipped the zipper.

Immediately afterwards, a down jacket was taken out from inside.

"You don't want me to help you wear it?" Qi Yan tilted his head.

Qin Zhan suddenly came back to his senses, and a touch of pink quickly appeared on the tips of his ears.

After he hurriedly put on the down jacket, Qi Yan stuffed him with a scarf.

Qin Zhan quickly wrapped the scarf, and Qi Yan handed him a mask.

Then gloves, then long johns, then hats.

Qin Zhan: "..."

He was finally not afraid that he would die of cold, now he was only worried that he would not be able to walk or suffocate to death.