Chapter 166 Chapter 166 Li Hanshuang passed by...
Li Hanshuang came over to open the door, took the food in his hands, and said to the other party expressionlessly: "Thank you!"
After saying that, he closed the door and walked into the house while whispering to Li Baili: "I clearly told him not to knock on the door, but he still knocked on the door. How annoying."
Li Baili patted Li Hanshuang's arm, took a bag from him, and opened it as she walked. She took out fried chicken and sauce and placed them on the table.
Li Hanshuang also put what he had in his hand on the table, which was some Coke and some fried chicken. They put on gloves and started to eat. After eating, they washed up and went to bed.
The next morning, Li Baili did not adjust his physical fitness back to normal, so he was still in the state of an ordinary person, and suddenly he began to have a stomachache.
He held his stomach, tossed and turned in bed, and said, "It must be because I drank Coke and ate fried chicken last night. If I had known this would happen, I should have eaten more."
Li Hanshuang squatted beside him and asked, "Do you want to take medicine?"
"It's a waste if you don't take it, but buying medicine also costs money, which is annoying." Li Baili sighed deeply.
Li Hanshuang thought for a moment and asked, "So do you want it or not?"
"Let's buy it!" Li Baili sighed and said, "It's been a while since I tasted that kind of thing."
Li Hanshuang stood up, straightened her clothes, looked at him with a smile and said, "You said that it sounded like what you were going to take was something strange and weird, not a serious medicine."
"Anyway, go by yourself!" Li Baili turned over.
"Got it." Li Hanshuang was about to leave when there was a knock on the door. It turned out to be the photographer.
Li Hanshuang opened the door, and the photographer smiled at him and said, "I want to ask if you want to go downstairs for breakfast together?"
Li Hanshuang shook her head: "Li Baili is feeling a little uncomfortable. I'm going to buy him some medicine. There's no rush for food."
"If you leave, won't he be alone in the room?" The photographer opened his mouth and asked with a little concern.
"It's no big deal for him to stay in the room alone, right? He won't die because of this, right?" Li Hanshuang frowned, feeling puzzled.
"But when the patient is sick, it is best to have someone watching him to avoid sudden accidents." The photographer hesitated and said it.
"But I can't buy medicine for him and stay by his side at the same time." Li Hanshuang sighed.
"That's easy," the photographer patted his chest, "I can watch, you just go."
"But weren't you going to have breakfast?" Li Hanshuang was a little confused.
"I can ask the hotel to send it to me." The photographer smiled.
"Okay then." Li Hanshuang nodded without thinking much, then turned and left.
The photographer pushed open the door and walked in, saying hello to Li Baili and saying, "Hello, I heard that you were sick, so I came here and will stay for a while before leaving. I may have breakfast here and process my photos. You should not mind, right? You can rest, I won't be noisy."
Li Baihe was skeptical: "Okay, thank you, I'll go to sleep then."
The photographer nodded, and Li Baili fell asleep unknowingly.
There was a knock on the door. It was breakfast that had been delivered. The photographer immediately went to open the door. After saying thank you, he took the breakfast, put it on the table and started eating. When he was about to throw away the trash, he suddenly saw a torn package in the trash can.
There are many words written on the packaging, none of which are clear, but one word is particularly clear: set.
If Li Baili was awake, she could tell him that it was the gloves she used to fry chicken yesterday. But Li Baili didn't open her eyes, so she couldn't stop him.
The photographer's hand, which was about to throw away the garbage, stopped in mid-air. He swallowed the food with a gurgling sound in his throat, and slowly opened his lips, not knowing whether he should scream.
What were they doing yesterday? No wonder I have a stomachache today. It may have nothing to do with what I ate, but something else that I couldn't digest.
Forget it, just pretend I didn't see it. Since they didn't say anything, they probably didn't want others to know, right?
The photographer threw the breakfast waste into the trash can and called the front desk, saying, "Excuse me, please come and collect the trash."
The front desk immediately said, "Okay, we'll send someone right over."
After cleaning the trash cans and replacing the pockets with new ones, the photographer collapsed on the sofa, let out a long breath, and felt a lot more relaxed.
Li Hanshuang came back with the medicine, which was a granule, so she took a disposable paper cup, filled it with hot water from under the water dispenser, melted the granules, and added a little cold water to mix it so that the cup of water felt warm to the touch and not too hot, then she brought it to the bedside.
Li Baili was half asleep and half awake when he climbed out of bed. If he really wanted to sleep, he shouldn't wake up now. But the medicine had been taken back, and it wasn't appropriate to keep sleeping, so he got up.
Li Hanshuang put the medicine on the bedside table, sat on the bed, took Li Baili into his arms, let him lean against his chest, reached out and picked up the paper cup from the bedside table next to him, and handed it to Li Baili's lips: "Blow it yourself and drink it."
Li Baili gulped down the drink.
The photographer was completely stunned.
You let him lean on your chest, he doesn't resist at all, and doesn't think there is anything wrong. Your level of proficiency is as if you have practiced it many times. You won't act in front of me anymore, right?
Li Hanshuang threw the cup into the trash can, put Li Baili back on the bed, and covered him with a blanket. Then he went to wash his hands, making sure there were no medicine residues on his hands, and wiped off the water stains. Then he walked back and saw the photographer was still there, so he politely asked, "Have you had breakfast?"
The photographer nodded dumbly.
"Okay then," Li Hanshuang nodded and asked, "Is there anything else? If not, do you want to go back?"
The photographer came back to his senses, nodded, took his things, and returned to the next room. He couldn't help but call his junior sister: "I have something to ask."
The junior sister said, "Just ask."
"If you hold hands, kiss, hug and have sex with someone, what is your relationship with him?" the photographer asked blankly.
"Isn't this nonsense?" The junior sister sneered: "Couple!"
The photographer scratched his head and asked again: "What if you say no?"
The junior sister thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's not convenient to make it public? It's better not to ask."
"What if you say no but don't shy away from it at all?" the photographer asked again.
The junior sister was stumped: "I don't know, maybe there is something she can't explain."
The photographer recalled the pile of plastic packaging he saw in the trash can, and twitched his lips: "I don't think so."
The junior sister didn't understand: "What's not like?"
The photographer waved his hands quickly: "Nothing, I don't have anything to ask, just go and do your own thing."
The junior sister snorted and said, "Call me if you have something to say, and let me go away if you don't. You are really something." After saying that, she hung up the phone.
The photographer recalled what he had seen in the next room and couldn't help muttering to himself: "I should have brought a camera, but I didn't know if they would allow me to take pictures."
He suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Could it be that the man yesterday was the one who delivered that kind of stuff to them? I said they didn't buy it on the way, so how did it get in the trash can? It turned out to be that time!"
Forget it, let’s not disturb them. They probably have other things to do today. I’ll just continue processing my photos.
The cameraman picked up his computer.
Not long after, I heard someone knocking on the door next door, and I was distracted involuntarily.
Li Qinglian knocked on the door, Li Hanshuang opened the door, Li Qinglian walked in, Li Hanshuang closed the door, and looked at him with a little confusion, not knowing why he came.
"I heard that you two found a very fun place. I didn't believe it at first, but now it seems that this place is really fun." Li Qinglian sat on the sofa, opened a piece of fruit, put it into his mouth and said.
"So you came here?" Li Hanshuang asked with a frown.
"I want to play with you guys!" Li Qinglian spread out his hands.
"Are you done with your job?" Li Baili sat up from the bed.
"I gave it to someone else, named Li Xiaohai." Li Qinglian replied.
Li Baili lay back down: "But we didn't plan to bring one more person."
Li Qinglian looked at Li Baili, couldn't help but stand up, and whispered to Li Hanshuang: "He doesn't know, and you don't know either?"
Li Hanshuang frowned, not understanding: "Know what?"
Li Qinglian accidentally raised her voice a little: "You are biological father and son!"
Li Hanshuang and Li Baihe were shocked at the same time: "Nonsense!"
The cameraman next door put his hands in his mouth and muttered to himself against the wall: "This is impossible? They look about the same age!"
After that, the cameraman couldn't really hear what was going on, so he had to give up. But from his observation, there was no quarrel or fight between the three people in the room.
When they appeared, they were calm, as if nothing had happened. Perhaps they had cleared up the misunderstanding? But the photographer still couldn't help thinking of the shock he felt when he heard what Li Qinglian said.
So much so that when he submitted his work, he subconsciously added a father and son to the label of the work.
Later he tried to change it, but found that he couldn't, so he had to add new labels to make the whole set of pictures look more reasonable. After thinking it over, he added taboo and □□.
But it looks like this thing is still very explosive.
There was really no way to change it, so the photographer had to hand it in as it was and anxiously waited for the result.
While waiting for the result, he tried to contact Li Baili or Li Hanshuang to ask about their relationship in person, but found that there was no contact information, so he had to give up.
However, the results came out and he won first place in the competition. The judges commented on his work: thrilling, tense and ambiguous, and unique.
He was wearing the first place medal and holding the microphone, with mixed emotions: "Anyway, I thank them."
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