Warm-hearted
“Ding! Ding! Ding!”
Drops of transparent liquid dripped rhythmically from the infusion device. The person on the hospital bed was pale, with two dark spots on both sides of his nose. His glasses were placed on the bedside table, like a porcelain doll covered with scars after taking off its mask.
In a daze, Chen Yu saw a familiar figure flash before his eyes, and then moved closer and closer. He tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids were so heavy that he had to close them. The last thing he felt was that he couldn't see clearly, everything was blurry.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a strange place, with snow-white walls, snow-white sheets, and a needle stuck in my hand. Was there nothing there?
"Chen Yu? Are you awake? How do you feel now? I'm sorry, I was wrong. I will never talk nonsense again and I will never make you angry again!" Lu Zisheng just came in, holding a small bucket in his hand, and stood aside obediently.
"No, it's okay. What's wrong with me? Why am I here?" Chen Yu spoke with a hoarse voice and no strength in his body.
Zhou Xi put down the book and poured a glass of water: "You fainted due to low blood sugar, and then your cough caused a little inflammation in your lungs."
Zhou Xi glanced at Lu Zisheng and said, "Stop standing there as punishment. Raise the bed."
"Oh, okay!" Lu Zisheng failed in a second.
Chen Yu was not wearing glasses. He stared at the steaming water in a trance. An idea suddenly came to his mind: he finally drank the hot water he had been longing for.
"Yes, Zhou Xi is right, so Chen Yu, you must have a good rest."
"Well, do you want to eat something? My mom made some soup for you, chicken soup, which is very nutritious!" Lu Zisheng held the iron thermos bucket.
"Okay, thank you."
Lu Zisheng and Zhou Xi set up the small table. As soon as they opened the lid of the thermos, the smell of chicken soup wafted out. Chen Yu belatedly realized that his stomach was empty.
Lu Zisheng touched his nose guiltily: "Well, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have stopped you from fetching water yesterday, otherwise you wouldn't have..."
Yesterday, Chen Yu suddenly collapsed. They hurried to find the teacher and called 120 for an ambulance. He learned from Zhang Tu that Chen Yu was an orphan, had no family, and had no one to take care of him when he was sick.
"Isn't there class today?" Chen Yu sipped the chicken soup and finally felt a little warm.
Zhou Xi tore a piece of paper to Chen Yu: "get out of class is over. By the way, if you have nothing to do during the afternoon physical education class, Yang Jinyang and I will watch over you. The same goes for evening study."
"Thank you very much."
"It's okay. If you want to thank someone, go and thank Lao Zhang yourself when you feel better. He stayed with you all night last night and didn't go back until noon today. When we came here just now, the dark circles under his eyes looked like a national treasure."
"By the way, Xiao Xiaoyu and the others send their regards. They originally wanted to come and see you, but they couldn't take leave." Zhou Xi turned on his phone and sent a message in the Wufulinmen group saying that someone had woken up.
"Chen Yu, you don't know. You collapsed without any warning yesterday. I was stunned and stood there like an idiot. You too, you've been coughing for so long, didn't you come to the hospital?"
"I forgot. Sorry, I scared you." Chen Yu skimmed off the oil on the surface of the soup. Feeling a little full, he pinched the spoon and stirred slowly. "Has anyone else been here?"
"No."
"Well, thank you." Chen Yu felt a little depressed for some reason and reached out to put on his glasses. "Can you open the window?"
"No! It's so windy outside, you're going to lose your life. Hey, I'm really curious. You're so fragile, you won't be able to pretend to faint in the exam room, right?"
"I hope everything goes well for him. He still has to take the college entrance exam." Zhou Xi kicked Lu Zisheng.
"Tsk, Zhou Xi, let me tell you, if he doesn't take good care of himself, he might not even be able to pass the college entrance examination and will collapse."
Chen Yu was stunned. These words sounded so familiar: "Someone said the same thing as you. Did they steal your skills?"
Lu Zisheng opened the fruit basket and said, "Damn it! The fruit looks beautiful on the outside, but it's so ugly underneath. This black-hearted boss even asked me for 60 yuan—"
"Ah, yes, it really is that Le Cheng. When I was playing games with my microphone on, he could tell I had a cold and mocked me."
Lu Zisheng went to wash the apples, came back, pulled over a chair, took a small fruit knife, and peeled the apples with difficulty.
"Oh, there are taro dumplings here! Oh no, I forgot! It was really cold for a while! Damn it, you'll scold me to death later!"
Chen Yu propped himself up and saw a box of dumplings in a familiar plastic bag on the bedside table.
"Hey, be careful..." Lu Zisheng's hand shook, and a crack appeared on the apple.
Chen Yu lowered his head and lifted the lid. The dumplings were cold and tasted not good at all, but he ate them bite by bite.
Lu Zisheng watched Chen Yu eating the dumplings with such relish, then looked down at the apple he had peeled crookedly. He felt so embarrassed that he could only quickly destroy the evidence.
Lu Zisheng chewed his apple, feeling a little weird, but decided to speak out: "Hey, well, you were down yesterday, right? I left a message on his game, but I didn't expect him to reply in the early hours of this morning!"
"Who knows? Even though he's been online every day for over a month, I haven't seen any activity from him. He's just doing some daily tasks. When I asked him, he acted just like an NPC. It really is true, the power of brothers is still strong."
"Really?" Chen Yu murmured.
Zhou Xi stole a dumpling and came over: "Did you two have a fight?"
"Well, my bad, he got mad."
Zhou Xi didn't expect Chen Yu to admit it so easily. She thought he would try to trick her into believing it.
"Well, what's the big deal? Just chat and play a game." Lu Zisheng burped.
"Won't."
Lu Zisheng was stunned. Was there something wrong with his ears? Are there still people who can’t play games these days?
"Chen Yu, are you a Yuanmou Man?"
Zhou Xi said calmly: "Lu Zisheng."
"Oh, sorry, I said the wrong thing."
"fine."
"The dumplings are good." Zhou Xi suddenly said this.
Chen Yu smiled and said, "A grandma made these by hand, and they're only sold in limited quantities every day."
"Where is it? Go try it when you have time."
"I won't tell you."
Zhou Xi stole another one: "Be stingy, just keep it a secret from him."
Chen Yu smiled.
"Where's my apple?" Chen Yu stared at Lu Zisheng suddenly.
"ah?"
"Didn't you peel it for me? I'm a patient after all, you won't eat it yourself, will you?"
"Wow, Chen Yu, you're so rude. I just ate the apple, what do you want?"
Zhou Xi took an apple from the fruit basket: "If you want to eat it, I'll peel one for you. Peeling an apple is quite simple."
Lu Zisheng was heartbroken, but he endured it and offered the fruit knife with both hands: "Here you go!"
"Forget it, I'm tired and want to rest."
"Okay." Zhou Xi went to wash the apples anyway.
Lu Zisheng listened to Zhou Xi's words, wiped the table, put away the things, and drew the curtains: "Go to sleep!"
After Chen Yu closed his eyes, the two of them came out. Lu Zi Shengcai came to his senses and remembered something.
"Zhou Xi, I think something's wrong with Chen Yu."
"You just realized that you're being sold and still counting money for others." Zhou Xi took a bite of the apple. Apples with skin are more delicious.
——
"drop!"
"Yuxiu, Yuxiu, I haven't seen you for a few years. You have grown older!" Yang Jinyang parked the car, twirled the keys in his hand, and put a pair of sunglasses in his shirt pocket.
"Uncle! Long time no see!" Yang Jinyang rushed into the security room at the school gate.
"Xiao Yang? Why are you back? Didn't you go abroad?" Zhang Jiancheng was stunned, put down the instant noodles, and pulled a stool.
Yang Jinyang sat down without hesitation. Seeing the small TV on the desk, he seemed to remember something: "Guess——"
"Uncle, why are you eating instant noodles? They smell so good."
Zhang Jiancheng saw through Yang Jinyang's thoughts at a glance and pulled something out of the box: "How can I guess what you're thinking? Go get the hot water yourself."
"It's because I didn't have breakfast. I caught a kid sneaking out this morning. I asked him why he climbed over the wall. He said he didn't buy breakfast and was really hungry. Then he took a fancy to my preserved vegetable meat pie."
"Thank you, uncle. You haven't changed at all. You're such a kindhearted person. Oh, your little security room hasn't changed at all either. Is this TV still working?"
Zhang Jiancheng sipped his noodles and exhaled hot air: "Tsk! You think I'm the same as you? I almost didn't recognize you. Men really change a lot when they grow up. You are so cruel. You didn't even tell me to come back to see me after all these years."
"Hey, didn't I tell you that I never wanted to go back to this crappy school? This time, if it weren't for, hey..."
"What's wrong? Did your dad drag you back?"
"This time, I'm back as a parent, which is different! Well, my sister, who is currently the top student in the first grade of high school, and I are here to hold a parent-teacher meeting."
"Oh, it's so beautiful. Oh, by the way, this TV broke a long time ago. I don't know if you were always complaining about how this antique of mine still worked. Well, after you graduated, it really stopped working."
Yang Jinyang tore open the lid of the instant noodle bucket, squeezed in several packets of seasoning, filled it with boiling water, and held down the lid with paper on the table. "Hey! I was right. Why don't you get a new one?"
"Hey, use this fork, don't press it with my paper! What's there to exchange? I don't have any money. Besides, even if I exchange it, it will be for you little brats to see. You come to my place every day!"
"In two years, I'll retire. Why would I need to get a new one?"
"Well, after all these years, I still haven't learned how to cover instant noodles with a fork. Uncle, didn't your youngest son graduate?"
Zhang Jiancheng stroked his thin hair and sighed, "You're a hopeless bastard, gambling every day. Forget it, let's not talk about these bad things. How long will you stay this time?"
"I'm not leaving. I'm going back to the embrace of my motherland." Yang Jinyang's eyes changed, but he finally chose not to ask any further questions.
"Okay, that's great. Don't you have to go to the parent-teacher conference? Go quickly so you don't get late."
"I haven't eaten instant noodles yet, uncle, why are you so anxious to get me out?" Yang Jinyang changed the subject.
"Oh, look, I forgot. Come on, eat it! It won't taste good if it gets too soft!"
"I just love to eat soft rice!"
Zhang Jiancheng shook his head, his eyes flashing with envy: "You are still a mess!"
"Meow……"
“Woo…”
"Hey, kitten, where did you come from?" Yang Jinyang bent down and stretched out a finger.
Zhang Jiancheng slapped Yang Jinyang's hand away and picked up the extremely fat Dayu: "I raised him. His name is Dayu."
Da Yu stretched his arms and legs comfortably, staring at Yang Jinyang and meowing as if winking at him.
"Dayu Fatty, why are you yelling at me? Do you want me to hold you? I can't hold you right now. I'm busy eating noodles."
Zhang Jiancheng didn't say anything, just smiled.
"Meow!"
“Fuck—”
"Damn it, you sneak attacked my instant noodles!" A yellow shadow flashed before his eyes, and Yang Jinyang was frightened and jumped three miles away with the instant noodles in his hands.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
Heavy rain landed quietly on the ground, twisted her butt, and meowed at Zhang Jiancheng. Zhang Jiancheng received the signal and picked her up again.
"Uncle! Oh my god, you cat have such strong attack power, you are a big liar, you look so good, but you are not honest at all!"
Yang Jinyang held the fork and slurped the noodles. What a joke! He ate all of it without leaving even the soup. It makes you greedy. This is a delicacy for humans, but what are you eating as a cat? Just go and eat cat food.
"Meow!"
"Heavy rain, I don't want to listen, all the reviews are bad." Zhang Jiancheng rubbed the cat's head and let the heavy rain go. The heavy rain didn't even turn its head, but paced leisurely.
"Uncle, you shouldn't be so doting on your son, eh, or daughter?"
"daughter."
"You can't spoil your daughter like that. You've already got it!"
"Dayu has a bad taste. If she were serious, your instant noodles would have been scattered all over the floor."
"Is this fun? It's not fun at all, humph!"
Zhang Jiancheng chuckled, "The instant noodles are not eaten in vain. What's wrong with you playing with her? She accompanies an old man like me in the sun every day and is almost bored to death."
"Oh, I see. You knew she was going to scare me. You're a naughty old man, and you've really raised a naughty little kid."
"Okay, eat now. I won't bother you anymore."
"snort!"
"Xuanxuan!"
"Stop, stop, stop! Pay attention!"
"What are you paying attention to!" Yang Jinyang saw clearly that Fu Xuanhua was feeling uncomfortable, but still subconsciously hugged her.
"I want it! I can't wait to get back to school, so I can show off!"
Fu Xuanhua gently poked the smiling face that was leaning against her side and said, "Yang dog, are you childish? Get up quickly! Heavy!"
Yang Jinyang's face was still buried in Fu Xuanhua, but he held back a bit, afraid of crushing his girlfriend. "It's not heavy, just let me go. This is something I really wanted to do when I was in school. Do you remember that senior student in my second year of high school..."
"Okay, I'll make you spicy chicken and cola chicken wings tonight!"
"I don't remember. You were really calculating back then. What if I didn't? You really wouldn't do it for me."
"Yes! But! Then I will definitely make you chicken soup! You must drink three bowls!"
Fu Xuanhua loved teasing Yang Jinyang the most. With little stars in her eyes, she pinched both of Yang Jinyang's cheeks and said, "But didn't you only buy one chicken?"
Yang Jinyang struggled to get into Fu Xuanhua's arms: "Then I'll go to the market and buy another one. If we can't finish it tonight, we can cook noodles with chicken soup tomorrow morning."
Fu Xuanhua pulled Yang Jinyang to sit on the bench next to him, leaning back with a relaxed look: "No, you don't want to drink chicken soup, that's fine, but don't go too far, or it will get to your dad later."
"Yeah, yeah, my girlfriend is the best. But you still need to drink some chicken soup. Otherwise, you're so tired every day, how can you bear it?"
"Then one bowl, it's really greasy."
"One and a half bowls, no bargaining allowed, or I..."
Fu Xuanhua understood Yang Jinyang's look and turned her head away: "Well, okay."
"Look, the willow tree is sprouting! It's so fast."
On the dry and straight willow branches hanging down from the trunk, there finally appeared a small cluster of green, tender and still extending.
"Well, can you come back with me in the summer?" Yang Jinyang circled the thin willow branches with his fingertips.
"good."
"Really?" Yang Jinyang slapped himself and smiled foolishly.
"Really, go and have a meeting with Xiaoxi. Stop being so happy. Hurry up, stop rubbing against me, and get up!"
"Yes, sir! Wait for me!"
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