Chapter 34 Chapter 34 "Why did you fall like this?"...
"How did you fall like this?"
Ning Ji, who was lying on the hospital bed with a plaster cast on his head, opened his eyes. Gao Xing and his group rushed in carrying a large basket of flowers. The apples on the basket were bigger than his fists.
Ning Ji: "I didn't see the road clearly and rolled down the stairs."
Gao Xing nags like an old woman, her tone a little distressed: "Oh, how could you fall down the stairs? There's no elevator at your cousin's place?"
"I think you should just move back to the dormitory. After you moved out, you've been calling in sick every few days..."
Li Xiang next to him complained: "Boy, we wanted to come see you earlier... but you always said on WeChat that it was inconvenient..."
"Why, you don't consider us as your own people?"
Ning Ji was hit on the shoulder by Li Xiang, his good friend, in a playful manner. He immediately bared his teeth and said, "It hurts, it hurts--"
Li Xiang was startled and immediately withdrew his hand, not daring to touch again: "Is your shoulder injured too?"
Ning Ji, who was wearing a plaster cast, nodded honestly: "I'm injured."
Gao Xiang peeled the apple, cut it into pieces, put a toothpick in it and handed it to Ning Ji who was lying on the bed. He looked suspicious and asked, "Are you going to fight with someone?"
This injury doesn't look like it was caused by rolling down the stairs.
Ning Ji immediately denied it without even looking away: "No way."
Ning Ji didn't look guilty at all - he didn't fight with anyone.
He fought with the dog.
"Did you receive the video we recorded for you during class? We all recorded Lao Gao's class. Here are my notes, Axiang's, and Leizi's."
Gao Xing took out a few notebooks and said, "You haven't been to class for so many days and have missed so many classes. You have to catch up slowly."
Ning Ji took the notes calmly and didn't say that he went to class every day like a kitten.
The kitten with a small schoolbag on its back sometimes flashed across the video Gao Xing recorded for them.
Gao Xing and his friends were worried that he would be sick and miss classes, and that he would not get the desired grade at the end of the semester. Yan Sui overwhelmed them and advised them in a measured tone: "We can slowly make up for it... It's okay as long as we do well in the exams, the ranking is not important."
"Yes, let's not compete with the guy named Yan from the next class..."
Li Xiang and his group nodded rapidly: "Yes, let's not compete with him. When we recover from our illness, we will definitely be able to surpass him in the next exam..."
The door of the ward was pushed open, and Yan Sui walked in with a thermos lunch, making some noise when closing the door.
Everyone turned their heads at the same time, got startled, and took a step back.
Yan Sui placed the insulated lunch box on the bedside cabinet next to the bed, "Then we don't have to wait until next time."
The kitten in the bag listened attentively in class, even more seriously than he did.
Gao Xing and the others stared blankly at Yan Sui as he opened the folding medical table on the bed. After a long while, he stuttered and called out "Youngest".
Ning Ji was helped up and half leaning on the bed, with a pillow on his waist. He turned his head to look at them: "What's wrong?"
Gao Xing and his group didn't say anything. They just looked at him in shock, then at Yan Sui, as if they wanted to say something but hesitated.
Ning Ji followed their gaze and saw Yan Sui opening the thermos box to serve soup. He coughed and began to make up a story: "Well, he is my cousin's friend, my cousin doesn't have time, and we are from the same school, so I asked him to take care of me..."
Yan Sui paused, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Ning Ji again with a subtle look.
Ning Ji winked at him - he couldn't tell Gao Xing and the others that they both turned into cats and lived together and found that the other person was a nice person.
Yan Sui finished his meal, and the phone in his pocket rang. He glanced at the caller ID, looked up and said, "I'll take the call, you guys chat."
He pushed open the door of the ward with his cell phone in hand.
Ning Ji used his inconvenient left hand to take a spoon and scooped a spoonful of the steaming soybean and pork bone soup. He chewed the stewed soybeans and explained vaguely: "Actually, Yan Sui is a good person."
Gao Xing: “???”
Li Xiang touched his forehead directly, his expression dazed: "No, you don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"
Ning Ji: “…”
He pursed his lips and said, "I'm serious, he's a nice guy."
"We had some misunderstandings in high school. I thought he disliked me..."
He began to explain things about high school, from the off-campus library to the high jump competition, and then from the high jump competition to QQ Star.
The corridor outside the ward was quiet. Yan Sui had no expression. He listened to the middle-aged man on the other end of the phone asking him to decide on a country to study abroad as soon as possible. "The study abroad consultant has been hired. Have you selected your target school?"
A soft female voice came from the other side of the phone: "Yes, Xiao Sui, didn't you say before that you would not stay in the country? Your father is very concerned about your study abroad."
Yan Sui lowered his eyes, and after a while he said calmly: "We'll talk about it when the time comes."
After that, he hung up the phone without listening to the person on the other end of the line.
The quiet corridor was deserted. Yan Sui leaned lightly on the railing and did not enter the ward.
Until the elevator at the end of the corridor opened, Cui Yingyi came over with a bouquet of flowers and fruits, sending a message while looking up at the ward number.
Seeing the person standing in front of the railing, he hesitated for a moment, but still took the initiative to greet him and asked, "Is Ning Ji in this ward?"
“…”
Yan Sui did not answer, but just stared at him, and said after a moment: "Yeah."
Cui Yingyi, who was holding a bouquet of flowers, had just put his hand on the door handle of the ward when he heard someone behind him say to him indifferently: "Cui Yingyi, stay away from Ning Ji."
Cui Yingyi was stunned and turned his head.
Yan Sui stood up straight, his face cold, "Just because he is young and can't see it doesn't mean others can't see it."
Cui Yingyi hesitated and said, "Did you figure it out?"
Yan Sui: "You did it so obviously, who else besides Ning Ji can't see it?"
Cui Yingyi was distraught: "Is it obvious?"
Yan Sui asked him back: "Isn't it obvious?"
Cui Yingyi tightened his grip around the bouquet and said with his head down, "I won't do it again. I know it's not good to use Ning Ji."
As he was talking, he looked up and asked in a pleading tone: "Can you please not tell Ning Ji? Don't let him think that I'm using him."
At first, he got to know Ning Ji because Ning Ji was familiar with Zhou Qi and gave Ning Ji ointment, but later, Cui Yingyi had already regarded Ning Ji as a very good friend.
No one would dislike being friends with Ning Ji.
Yan Sui: "Just stay away from him. Ning Ji is not gay. It's useless no matter how much you think about him."
It is better to quit gracefully early, at least you can still keep a position as a friend.
Yan Sui thought Cui Yingyi would be somewhat unwilling to hear this, but he didn't expect Cui Yingyi to just look at him strangely.
After a while, Cui Yingyi nodded and said in confusion: "I know Ning Ji is not gay."
Yan Sui's face turned even worse: "You knew he wasn't gay, but you still followed him and took photos of him?"
Cui Yingyi was even more confused: "I didn't follow him, I...I like Senior Zhou Qi."
Yan Sui: “?”
Cui Yingyi looked at him in confusion: "Isn't Ning Ji gay? I thought you were with Ning Ji."
Yan Sui: “???”
Cui Yingyi: "Last time you hugged each other so tightly in the counselor's office, I thought you had talked."
Yan Sui: "No, Ning Ji is not gay, and I am not gay either, what are we talking about?"
Cui Yingyi said cautiously: "It's about love."
He whispered, "Ning Ji is not, but you should be, right?"
Yan Sui: “I’m not.”
Cui Yingyi looked him up and down, even more confused, "Aren't you? But I feel like you are."
Yan Sui: “…”
It's really a rotten look at people as gay.
He turned and left, not intending to argue with the person in front of him anymore.
As a result, Cui Yingyi, holding the flowers, quickly caught up with him, followed him, and whispered: "Are you really not? Why do I feel that there is something wrong with the way you look at Ning Ji?"
Yan Sui: "What's wrong?"
Cui Yingyi said honestly: "To be honest, the way you look at him is a bit like the way I look at my senior."
Yan Sui: “…”
This is even more ridiculous.
He started to walk away, but unexpectedly, Cui Yingyi followed him and sighed, "No wonder you disliked me so much before..."
Yan Sui pushed open the door of the ward and saw Ning Ji lying on the bed and said to his roommate: "We have a good relationship now."
"He also makes soup for me every day and cooks meals for me. The meals he cooks are better than those in the school cafeteria and hospital cafeteria."
Cui Yingyi looked at Yan Sui again, his eyes full of confusion - this is still called not talking?
Yan Sui ignored him and just put the lilies Cui Yingyi brought in the corner, with a stern face and folded his hands across his chest.
He looked at Ning Ji and became happy, "Xiao Cui is here too?"
Cui Yingyi nodded, looking a little worried. "How are you? I heard from Gao Xing and the others that you rolled down the stairs. Is it serious? Are you still in pain?"
Ning Ji straightened his chest and said, "It doesn't hurt, it's not serious, I'll be able to be discharged from the hospital in a few days."
Yan Sui gritted his teeth lightly, watching Ning Ji calling Cui Yingyi "Little Cui" all the time and showing off in front of Cui Yingyi.
If Ning Ji were a kitten now, he would have been picked up and spanked.
——
A week later, on the day he was discharged from the hospital, Ning Ji returned to Yan Sui's large flat in a wheelchair, holding the bouquet of flowers that had not yet withered in the ward.
As soon as he got home, the calico cat stood on the porch, meowing at him, and stretched out its paw to touch Ning Ji's face, as if asking - "Are you still alive?"
Ning Ji was happy and poked the calico cat twice, "It's alive."
All the wounds on the calico cat were transferred to him, and it kept circling around him. Soon, the lion cat grabbed it by the scruff of the neck and lazily put it into the cat villa.
Ning Ji turned his wheelchair back to the bedroom, hooked Yan Sui's neck with his good hand, and lay down on the bed, moving with difficulty while screaming in pain.
Yan Sui: "Didn't you tell Xiao Cui that it didn't hurt and it wasn't serious?"
Ning Ji lay on the bed and took a long breath: "You are different from Xiao Cui."
He had already peed in front of Yan Sui and done many embarrassing things, not to mention this one.
Yan Sui's eyebrows twitched slightly, admitting that he was pleased by Ning Ji's words.
Ning Ji, with only his eyeballs and left hand able to move, lay straight on the bed like a corpse. He soon felt bored and began to call Yan Sui, asking Yan Sui to help him go to the living room to drink water.
After drinking the water, he reluctantly sat in the wheelchair and went back to the bedroom to lie down. When he was helped to lie down on the bed, Yan Sui asked him not to hug him so tightly.
Ning Ji: "I'm afraid I'll fall."
Yan Sui tilted his head, distanced himself from Ning Ji who was so close to him, and steadied his breath before saying, "I'll hold you, you won't fall."
Ning Ji was like a child who was addicted to watching TV and didn't want to go to bed. He hesitated for a while before moving to the bed, lying straight in bed, and asked Yan Sui if he was busy.
Yan Sui said he was not busy.
Ning Ji suddenly came to life, "Then can you help me to the living room?"
Yan Sui knew that Ning Ji was bored and ran around all over the world when he was a cat, so he helped him to the living room, turned on the TV, and took the calico cat to the sofa, letting him play with the kitten.
Sure enough, Ning Ji, who was leaning on the sofa, was stroking the kitten's head with his intact hand enthusiastically. He looked much better than when he was lying dead on the bed just now.
Yan Sui brought the laptop from the study to the sofa and sat on the other side of the sofa to type on the keyboard.
Ning Ji asked him: "Will I disturb you by doing this?"
Yan Sui: “No.”
Ning Ji: "I want to pee, can you help me go?"
Yan Sui helped him to the bathroom and repeated to him, "Don't hug me so tightly."
Ning Ji loosened his grip slightly, turned his head and said to him: "Can you help me take off my pants? It's not convenient for me to use one hand."
Yan Sui: “.”
Ning Ji already regarded Yan Sui as a good brother, and said sympathetically: "If you have mysophobia, you can use a tissue to pull my pants off."
Yan Sui closed his eyes, reached out to take off Ning Ji's pants, and helped Ning Ji pee.
Ning Ji said while peeing, "You are so nice."
Yan Sui closed his eyes: "..."
Ning Ji asked him again: "Can you get me a tissue? I'll wipe it."
Yan Sui was silent with his eyes closed. He tilted his head, searched around with his hands for a long time, then took out a tissue and handed it to Ning Ji.
Ning Ji looked at him in confusion, then looked down at his bird and sighed, "You have a serious mysophobia."
I can't see other people's birds.
Yan Sui closed his eyes: "..."
Ning Ji wiped it clean and moved to wash his hands.
Because he was washing his hands, he couldn't hold Yan Sui with his uninjured hand, which meant his whole body was leaning on Yan Sui's arms. He could only barely stand in front of the sink by leaning on Yan Sui.
Ning Ji has been a good child who listens to his teachers since he was young.
He washed his hands very carefully, putting his palms together, rubbing his fingers together, and rubbing them against each other, then rubbing them along the gaps between his fingers, washing them several times with great concentration.
Yan Sui: "Have you finished washing?"
Ning Ji: "I just peed, I need to wash myself clean."
Yan Sui was silent for a moment, then said, "No need to be so clean."
The summer clothes were thin, and the soft, curved, warm body fit tightly against him. Because he had little strength, he was a little shaky when he stood up, and he moved and rubbed against her in his arms.
That graceful, white neck was so close to him that it seemed as if he could kiss it if he just lowered his head.
The person in my arms was still unconscious, rubbing the bubbles on his fingers earnestly like an elementary school student, making gurgling sounds.
Yan Sui's throat moved twice, and he stretched out an arm to wrap around Ning Ji's waist, tightening his arms. The person in his arms was shaking less violently, but was pressed closer to him.
After washing his hands, Ning Ji dried them and put his arms around Yan Sui's neck like a good brother, "I've washed my hands."
Yan Sui asked him not to hug him so tightly.
Ning Ji explained: "My hands are not dirty, I washed them many times."
Yan Sui couldn't explain, he just looked down at his pants and silently looked away. He sent Ning Ji to the sofa, opened Cui Yingyi's chat box on his laptop, thought for ten minutes, and finally sent a message.
Y: Can you gays tell who is gay in a crowd at a glance?
Cui Yingyi: Generally, it is not possible
Y: Then you said I was gay that day
Cui Yingyi: Well... generally it's not possible. It's so obvious like yours, I can see it at a glance.
Yan Sui looked at the words in the dialog box and stared at the computer screen for ten minutes.
Ning Ji bit into a vanilla chocolate layer sandwich bar, "Is the homework difficult recently?"
The dazed Yan Sui came back to his senses and looked at Ning Ji silently.
Ning Ji held a snack in his mouth and looked at him puzzledly.
Yan Sui was still struggling to death, wondering how he could be gay. How could he suddenly become gay after living for more than 20 years?
He shifted his gaze to the lily bouquet on the coffee table and tried to calm down - rubbing against each other in the hot weather would easily make people lose their heads...
The lily bouquet on the coffee table was too heavy, and one of the flowers shook a few times and suddenly bent.
Yan Sui: “…”
His eyelids twitched and he slapped the bent flower head hard. As a result, after a few snaps, the whole bouquet bent.
Yan Sui was a little desperate. He tried to straighten the bent bouquet, but after trying for a long time, even the flower heads fell off.
Ning Ji chewed a chocolate bar and stared blankly at Yan Sui who suddenly started fanning Lily, "What's wrong with you?"
Yan Sui held up a bent flower with a numb expression and despair, "Bent."
Ning Ji hesitated and said, "Yes, I am bent. Do you like this bouquet of flowers very much?"
He thought for a moment and said, "If you like it very much, I'll buy you another bouquet."
Yan Sui felt even more numb when he saw the straight man who spoke without any regard for the severity of his words.
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