[Bojun Yixiao] The two of us are locked

The days that followed were still busy.

And compared to a while ago, the two of them are so busy that their contact has decreased.

At the beginning, Wang Yibo was not used to it, but every time he saw Xiao Zhan's exhausted face in the video, he felt distressed and couldn't bear it.

In particular, during the video chat between the two of them, Xiao Zhan actually fell asleep while chatting with him. Since then, Wang Yibo has offered to reduce contact and focus on work and body first.

A few days before the recording of "Quick Book", Wang Yibo fell ill.

It's not serious, just a little fever.

He kept this matter from Xiao Zhan all the time, even if Xiao Zhan took the time to contact him, he would deliberately pretend that "I'm fine" and "I'm fine".

But once he hung up the phone, it was as if all his strength had been removed from him, and he lay on the side without moving.

The most important thing is that Wang Yibo doesn't take medicine!Not to mention going to the hospital.

As his assistant Xiao Gu, after bearing with it a few times, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he secretly called Xiao Zhan and actually filed a complaint against Wang Yibo.

When Wang Yibo woke up, he was dizzy and his limbs were weak.

After finally struggling to sit up, seeing another person appearing out of nowhere in the room almost frightened him to death.

He shook his head, rubbed his eyes vigorously again, and finally concluded: maybe he was burned out and had hallucinations.

Xiao Zhan sat on the side, using his mobile phone to communicate with work. Seeing that Wang Yibo finally woke up, he put away his mobile phone, walked over, and put the warm water and pills in front of him. His expression was no longer as gentle and kind as usual. The seriousness scares Wang Yibo a little.

After he put the medicine away, he waited for a while, seeing Wang Yibo staring at the water and the medicine in a daze, but not moving, he said angrily, "Wait for me to feed you, right?"

After a while, Wang Yibo finally stretched out his hand slowly, and took the medicine obediently.

At this moment, Wang Yibo knew that he was not hallucinating, Xiao Zhan really came to see him.

"Why..." Wang Yibo said, his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly make a sound, he coughed a few times, cleared his throat, and said, "Why are you here?"

Xiao Zhan picked up the water glass he had only taken two sips from, put it back in his hand, and said, "What can I do if I don't come? The children at home don't tell me when they are sick, and they refuse to take medicine or see a doctor. "

After finishing speaking, he became even angrier, and said, "Wang Yibo, have you grown capable? Should I praise you for your superb acting skills? When did our relationship get so far that you used acting skills to disguise yourself in front of the camera, just to hide from me? ?”

Wang Yibo knew that he was really angry this time, so he hung his head and said nothing, even hearing him call himself a "little friend", it was rare that he didn't refute.

He shook the water glass in his hand with some guilt, then brought it to his mouth, and drank it all slowly.

Until he finished drinking, he didn't know how to calm down Xiao Zhan's anger.

Xiao Zhan was exhausted, and watched him take the medicine, turned around to the small table beside him, wrote a note, and brought it along with a box of medicine, and patted him in front of him, saying : "The usage and dosage are already written on it, you can eat or not, play or not play as you like."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Before he took a step forward, Wang Yibo suddenly jumped up behind him, hugging his waist from behind.

Xiao Zhan stopped, bit his cheek, and said, "Let go."

"Don't let go." Wang Yibo said, locking his arms even tighter, and buried his whole face in his back. After a while, he said softly, "I'm sorry."

Xiao Zhan didn't respond, nor did he move.

Wang Yibo rubbed his face against him, as if begging for mercy, but also as if trying to curry favor, and said, "I didn't deliberately hide it from you, but I was just afraid that you would worry and affect your work."

Xiao Zhan broke his hand, turned around at once, and said, "I won't worry if you don't tell me? It won't affect my work? Do you know that paper can't hold fire? I always have a way to know."

Wang Yibo bit his lower lip slightly, and looked at him pitifully, like a primary school student who made a mistake.

He said: "I know I was wrong, I will change it next time."

Xiao Zhan took a deep breath, "Do you dare to have a next time?"

Wang Yibo immediately changed his words: "No, there won't be a next time. I will tell you as soon as I get sick and feel uncomfortable. Just don't think I'm annoying."

Xiao Zhan finally calmed down, he leaned over, touched Wang Yibo's sweat-drenched hair, and said, "Take care of yourself."

Wang Yibo said, "Yes."

Xiao Zhan said again: "Stop staying up late. If you are sick, you should take medicine, and if you are serious, you should see a doctor."

Wang Yibo said: "Understood."

"It's not just that," Xiao Zhan said, "We must pay attention to safety when recording programs, and we must also pay attention to safety during game training."

Wang Yibo hugged him tightly again, responding to all of them one by one.

The heavy curtains were blown open a small gap by the evening wind, and the silver moonlight immediately squeezed in and poured along the gap.

The two hugged each other in silence for a moment, and then Xiao Zhan let go of him with some reluctance, and said, "Okay, I should go."

Wang Yibo immediately said: "It's so late, why don't you stay?"

Xiao Zhan lightly poked him on the forehead, and said helplessly, "There is still work."

It was only later that Wang Yibo found out that Xiao Zhan was working far away that day, and when he heard the news of his illness, he canceled a very important dinner, traveled thousands of miles, and flew back overnight.

Despite his reluctance, Wang Yibo still let him go, followed him with his eyes, and watched him leave.

Then he lay down again, casually took the note written by Xiao Zhan, carefully folded it, and held it in his palm.

He thought: His illness should be cured soon.

Although the medicine is bitter, tonight is very sweet, and the dream must also be sweet.

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