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After coming out of the room, Xie Lang heard a voice from the side: "Is your little friend asleep?"

"Well, he has a high fever, and he just got a fever-reducing injection." Without denying that the boy used "your" as an attributive to modify the word "kid", Xie Lang walked towards the kitchen.

Passing by the boy, he stopped, "Ji Mingan, don't sneak in and disturb him."

Ji Mingan grinned, "Don't dare."

Xie Lang said "hmm" very lightly.

Ji Mingan couldn't help but took out his cigarette and wanted to smoke, but Xie Lang stared at him and shrugged, so he had to take it back. Having nothing else to do, he turned around and followed Xie Lang, walked outside the kitchen, leaning against the door frame.

Seeing Xie Lang take out vegetables and lean meat from the refrigerator, he frowned.

"Who messed with you again?"

Xie Lang didn't raise his head, "No, Xiaoyu hasn't had lunch yet."

"Are you making food for children?!" Ji Mingan gasped, shocked.

Every time Xie Lang cooks, it is because he is in an extremely bad mood and has no place to vent, so he chops a piece of meat slowly until he calms down.

Can't help but stare at Xie Lang for a long time, Ji Mingan chooses his words carefully, "Aren't you being too special to him?"

Take the picked vegetables under the faucet and wash the leaves one by one, "The little fish is worth it."

Ji Mingan was speechless for a moment.

worth it.

Xie Lang actually used this word.

After Xie Lang finished washing the dishes, he began to process the lean meat, with a cold tone, "Besides, don't call him a kid."

Ji Mingan crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows.

Deliberately, "Then, little Yu?"

Xie Lang raised his head, his eyes were dark, sharp and ruthless like a sword coming out of its body.

Ji Mingan waved his hand, "Just kidding, but you have to tell me what his name is, otherwise I'll call him 'Hello'?"

"Chen Yu, his name is Chen Yu."

Xie Lang cut the meat, put it on a plate next to it, and marinated it with seasoning. When he said "Chen Yu", his eyebrows were much gentler.

Ji Mingan recited Chen Yu's name, feeling familiar, "I seem to have heard this name somewhere before."

After thinking for a few seconds, he remembered, "By the way, the bully + scumbag in your school seems to be called by this name. Is it the same name and surname? Isn't writing the same?"

"No," said Chelan, "it's the same person."

"The same person?!" Ji Mingan was no less surprised than when he heard that Xie Lang was going to cook for Chen Yu himself.

Although he had only glanced at Chen Yu just now, it was obvious that the Chen Yu he saw was not at all the same as the indifferent, alienated, and fierce 11th Lieutenant Colonel in the rumors.

The temperament is too clean and pure.

And those eyes.

And, his soft way of speaking, the way he can't let go of his hands and feet.

Xie Lang downplayed it, "It's just rumors, three people become tigers, it's normal to have discrepancies."

But there are too many in and out!

Ji Ming'an stroked his chin to think, then glanced at Xie Lang again, and realized that Xie Lang didn't want to say more. Moreover, Xie Lang's attitude towards Chen Yu was indeed different. Xie Lang attached great importance to Chen Yu.

If we continue to study, it is not certain that Xie Lang will be angry.

He and Xie Lang knew each other a long time ago, and he has seen Xie Lang in the craziest appearance, so he is not afraid of Xie Lang.

But deliberately making Xie Lang angry is unnecessary.

Ji Mingan didn't dwell on this issue any longer.

Can't smoke, his mouth is itchy, Ji Mingan said hello to Xie Lang, turned around and went back to the living room, opened a cabinet with ease, and took out a lollipop from it.

However, before eating, Xie Lang's hand suddenly stretched out from the side and took away the candy, "This is not acceptable."

Ji Mingan was stunned for a second, and quickly responded, "Chen Yu gave it to you?"

Xie Lang took out a bag of lollipops from the side drawer and threw it into Jiming'an's arms, "Yes."

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Xie Lang made the vegetable and lean meat porridge, let it cool down, and then walked into the room with it.

Chen Yu was still sleeping, breathing lightly, and slept soundly.

Putting the tray on the bedside table, Xie Lang bent over and said softly, "Little fish, wake up, get up and eat something."

Chen Yu groaned, opened his eyes in a daze, his thick and curly eyelashes trembled, he hugged the quilt in a daze, slumped, and lacked energy, and he sat up slowly after a while.

"Drink some water first." Xie Lang handed over a glass of warm water.

Chen Yu obediently took the cup, held it with both hands, and brought it to his mouth to drink in small sips, moistening his parched throat.

"Is it better?" Xie Lang tested the temperature for Chen Yu with the back of his hand, but he felt that it was not accurate, so he moved his face closer and pressed his forehead against Chen Yu's.

Xie Lang's flawless face was suddenly enlarged, and his forehead felt the temperature of another person. Chen Yu was so startled that his eyes were round, and he held the cup tightly with both hands, digging the wall with his thumb, dazed and helpless.

"Xie Lang?" Chen Yu heard his voice was very soft.

"Huh?" Xie Lang responded, stepped back a little, and looked down at Chen Yu, "It's not burning anymore."

Originally, Chen Yu didn't sweat all the time, but now he was sweating all over his body, covering his forehead and the tip of his nose in a thin layer, and a few drops slid down his chin, dripped on his collarbone, and then disappeared under the cover of his clothes.

Xie Lang took a piece of paper from the bedside table and wiped his sweat lightly.

Chen Yu's thoughts finally wandered in a circle, and he came back.

It was strange to find that Xie Lang was wiping his sweat, avoided Xie Lang's hand, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "I will do it myself."

Xie Lang paused his hands, looked at Chen Yu's hair twitching, and didn't say anything.

The room was quiet.

Sunshine came in through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows, kissing Chen Yu's arm playfully.

Xie Lang spoke first, "Okay."

Xie Lang lowered the temperature of the air conditioner, then picked up the porridge on the side, "I think you don't have a good appetite, you may not be able to eat greasy, heavy-flavored food, ordinary white porridge is too bland, so I boiled vegetables and lean meat The porridge doesn’t have much salt, you can try it first, if it’s not salty enough, add more.”

Chen Yu raised his head again, met Xie Lang's gaze, and said softly and firmly: "It must be delicious."

The temperature of the porridge is very suitable, and it doesn't burn your mouth. Chen Yu eats it cleanly after every bite.

"Very delicious." Chen Yu said again.

In fact, the tongue can't taste anything. Even though the fever subsides, it's forced down. In essence, the disease is still not cured.

But Chen Yu knew that porridge tasted very good.

Also very warm.

The corner of Xie Lang's mouth rose a little, "Do you want more?"

"full."

Chen Yu shook his head, unable to eat anymore.

As if conjuring, Xie Lang took out another milk candy, grabbed Chen Yu's hand, and placed it in his palm, "Xiao Yu is very good, this is a reward."

Looking into Chen Yu's eyes, "After taking the medicine, you won't suffer any more."

Chen Yu held the candy in his palm and gently pressed it against his chest, feeling like his heart was soaking in hot spring, and the warmth spread to his limbs.

Seeing that Chen Yu had taken the medicine, Xie Lang put away the empty bowl and got up, "Go ahead and rest, call me if you need anything, I'll be right next door."

At Xie Lang's request, Chen Yu had already lay down again.

He nodded slightly.

"Ok."

Sheran is out.

Not long after waking up, Chen Yu couldn't fall asleep, and even with the air conditioner on, he was still sweating non-stop, making him very uncomfortable.

So as soon as the door closed, he sat up.

There were a few books on the bedside table, and Chen Yu noticed the top book "No Place in the World", remembering that Xie Lang always read it over and over again, thought for a few seconds, and took it over.

Shelan always rereads it over and over again. There must be a reason, right?

what is it then?

With doubts in mind, Chen Yu opened the pages of the book.

Xie Lang didn't have the habit of writing his reflections in the book. The book was blank, and there was nothing else except the traces of flipping through it.

Suddenly remembering the boy who came to look for Xie Lang just now, Chen Yu called Xiao Shiqi.

"Little Seventeen, who was that boy just now?"

Xiao Shiqi's mechanical voice sounded, "I don't know, kiss."

Chen Yu sighed softly.

Xiao Shiqi was indeed so unreliable.

Xiao Shiqi snorted twice, "Kiss, I heard your complaints! I will accept it humbly, but I can't correct it."

Chen Yu was silent.

At this time, the door was opened again, Chen Yu looked up, and saw the boy whom he had just met appeared behind the door.

Ji Mingan looked at Chen Yu and smiled, "I guess you're not asleep anymore."

Entering the room, he stopped one meter away from Chen Yu. He introduced himself, "My name is Ji Ming'an. Strictly speaking, I'm close to Xie Lang. I know almost everything about him."

Ji Mingan deliberately kept a safe distance, which reassured Chen Yu a lot.

"My name is Chen Yu." His gaze swept over the other person, and then quickly moved away, he was not used to staring at strangers.

"I know, Xie Lang told me." Ji Mingan looked at Chen Yu with a scrutiny in his eyes, then pulled a chair next to him and sat down with his feet crossed.

He said slowly, "Honestly, I'm surprised."

Chen Yu was puzzled and looked at him again.

Ji Ming'an said: "It's the first time Xie Lang cooks for others, but what's so special about you, you catch his eyes so much."

Chen Yu was stunned for a moment, "First time?"

Ji Mingan nodded his chin, "His cooking skills are good, right?"

A pair of peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and the tone seemed to lure the innocent little sheep into a trap, "Do you know why?"

Chen Yu shook his head.

"Because Xie Lang started cooking, it meant that he was in a bad mood and had nowhere to vent his violent emotions. He needed to find something to do. He used to cook almost every day, and that's how he honed his cooking skills."

Staring at Chen Yu, Ji Mingan suddenly asked, "Have you seen Xie Lang's wrist after taking off his watch?"

"I have seen."

Chen Yu remembered the hideous and terrifying scar he saw that day.

It must hurt.

really.

With complicated and emotional emotions, Ji Mingan looked at Chen Yu intently, and after making some calculations in his heart, he said, "That scar was cut by Xie Lang himself, cutting his wrist, and attempted suicide.

From then on, I would snatch a set of keys wherever he lived, just in case he wouldn't be able to think about it one day, and no one would find the smelly body. "

"!" Chen Yu's pupils shrank suddenly.

Subconsciously, he clenched the quilt tightly, his knuckles turning white.

"Then he now..."

"For now, no."

Ji Ming'an had been observing Chen Yu all along, and found that after Chen Yu was shocked, he quickly became concerned and worried, and he was somewhat satisfied.

He took out a cigarette, bit it in his mouth, and didn't light it, "Since Xie Lang came to X City, his mood has stabilized a lot, probably because he doesn't have those disgusting flies waving in front of him all day long.

But staring at him every day makes me tired. "

He was very solemn, "Now this task is entrusted to you, take good care of him, don't let him go crazy, you are special to him."