The room was silent.
Yan Xiao looked at Ye Fei so firmly, as if he wanted to convey his thoughts to his heart through his eyes.
Ye Fei felt distressed and helpless. He wanted to tell Yan Xiao that it would not be many years, only two years; he wanted him to stop holding on to unrealistic fantasies and accept the reality honestly.
But when she met his quiet and persistent gaze, the words on her lips could not come out.
After a while, he raised his head and kissed the corner of Yan Xiao's lips, and said softly: "Brother Yan, we should do our best and let God take care of the future. Don't think too much, just be happy together, okay?"
Yan Xiao couldn't fully understand his words and mistakenly thought that Ye Fei was questioning his feelings. He hugged Ye Fei very nervously, saying "I like you very much" and "I'm not unhappy", as serious as if he was treating some world-class project.
Even though the atmosphere was still a bit sad, Ye Fei was amused by his silly look. After kissing him for a while, she pushed him away and said, "I'm so tired from the flight. I want to go to bed early today. I'm going to take a shower first."
Yan Xiao said "OK" and let go of his hand consciously.
Ye Fei went to his original room to find his pajamas, and Yan Xiao stood beside him and watched him, like a big tail following him all the time.
"What?" Ye Fei took out a light grey nightgown, waved it in front of him, and teased, "You want to take a shower with me?"
Yan Xiao looked away somewhat unnaturally and said, "No."
"Really?" Ye Fei glanced at his key parts with ill intent, and whispered softly in Yan Xiao's ear, "Then who was the person who used the bathroom for a long time this morning?"
Yan Xiao held Ye Fei's waist, his eyes gradually darkening.
"Brother Yan," Ye Fei smiled, staring at Yan Xiao, and continued to tease him fearlessly, "What were you thinking at that time?"
Yan Xiao's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and he lowered his head to look at him. After a moment, he said in a hoarse voice: "I miss you."
"You can't miss me. I have to do an electromyography test tomorrow." Ye Fei leaned on his shoulder and laughed.
When doing an electromyography, the muscles are required to be in an absolutely relaxed state, so strenuous exercise tonight is obviously not appropriate.
"Next time," Ye Feihong opened her lips slightly and lowered her voice to say ambiguously, "I'll wash it and you can do whatever you want."
After saying that, he touched Yan Xiao's lower abdomen and went into the bathroom humming a song. He didn't notice that Yan Xiao's dark and aggressive gaze was fixed on him.
After Ye Fei came out, she went straight to Yan Xiao's room. As soon as he entered the door, he smiled.
The dark bedside table is originally heavy and serious, but at this moment, a furry little turtle is placed on it, which instantly destroys the overall style of the room.
"It's still here," Ye Fei climbed onto the bed and poked the tortoise shell with his hands. "I'm already here, so just throw this ugly thing away."
Yan Xiao said "no" and hugged Ye Fei from behind.
Ye Fei smiled, relaxed her body obediently, and turned off the bedside lamp.
At this point, this big bed that has been there for several years finally welcomed its other owner.
Ye Fei originally thought that she would not be able to sleep well. After all, they had just confirmed their relationship and were at an age full of energy, so it was inevitable that they would have some accidents.
But when she was really lying in Yan Xiao's arms, she could smell the light scent of shower gel on his body. Ye Fei no longer had any random thoughts in his mind. He just felt peaceful and didn't even know when he fell asleep.
After a good night's sleep, I woke up again and it was already the next morning.
Ye Fei half-closed his eyes and relaxed, gradually regaining consciousness. He moved, and immediately heard Yan Xiao's voice above his head: "Ye Fei, good morning."
Ye Fei turned her head and met Yan Xiao's clear gaze.
"You woke up a long time ago?" Ye Fei rubbed his eyes, threw off the quilt and sat up, "Why don't you get up?"
Yan Xiao pulled his robe up for him and said, "I want to stay with you for a while longer."
Ye Fei yawned, leaned on him bonelessly, and asked, "What are your plans for today?"
"Go do the genetic test first," Yan Xiao told him, "and then do the electromyography."
He paused, hugged Ye Fei tighter, and lowered his voice: "It might hurt a little."
"No big deal," Ye Fei smiled nonchalantly, pretending to be relaxed, "It's just a checkup, how much can it hurt?"
Knowing that Yan Xiao was worried and didn't want to talk too much about this issue, he changed the subject without leaving a trace: "Get up, pack up and leave quickly. The sooner you check, the sooner you can finish it."
Yan Xiao said "OK" and went to the bathroom with him.
By the time the two finished breakfast and went out, it was already past nine o'clock. The driver dutifully waited at the door and took them to the hospital.
Genetic testing is very simple, just draw a tube of blood, but the electromyography is troublesome.
Because Ye Fei did not show any symptoms of ALS for the time being, the doctor was unable to determine the location of his lesion, so he could only perform a whole-body electromyography.
"I just asked, it will take at least three hours," Ye Fei said to Yan Xiao while signing the consent form, "Don't wait here, the company still has things to do. Just ask the driver to stay, otherwise Cheng Minghao will protest to you."
Yan Xiao looked at Ye Fei and said, "Not busy," and then said, "I won't leave," seeming very persistent.
Ye Fei had no choice but to hand the consent form to the nurse waiting beside her and said, "Then have someone bring the computer over and find a place in the corridor to sit and work."
Yan Xiao still refused.
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao called his name, and then said, "Besides you, my mind can't hold anything else right now."
Ye Fei was stunned for a moment, then smiled with relief: "Okay, then you wait for me to come out."
Ye Fei had a lumbar puncture in her previous life and a muscle biopsy in this life. He thought electromyography would be a piece of cake for him, but he miscalculated.
When the long electrode needle was inserted into his flesh and continuously poked and shocked him, he still broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain.
"It's okay, relax," the kind-looking female doctor gently comforted him, "It does hurt a lot at the base of your thumb, but it will get better soon."
"Well," Ye Fei accepted her kindness, and waited until the momentary pain passed before continuing, "I can also say that I have experienced Ziwei's feelings."
The female doctor was amused by him: "You mean I am Aunt Rong?"
"Who said that?" Ye Fei raised an eyebrow. "You look nothing like a nanny."
"Flattering is useless," the female doctor inserted a needle into his biceps, changing the angle to find the nerve, and smiled, "You still have to inject it."
Ye Fei groaned, and physiological tears flowed out uncontrollably.
"How many injections will I need?" In order to divert attention, Ye Fei found a topic to chat with the doctor.
"About forty to fifty," the female doctor continued fiddling with the needle without even looking up. "It's going to be hard to do it on the whole body, so just bear with it."
Ye Fei's eyes went dark, and she suddenly regretted agreeing to let Yan Xiao come here.
The female doctor has very good skills and is very accurate in finding nerves. Even so, Ye Fei couldn't get up after finishing.
He was conscious and half of his hair was wet with cold sweat. He didn't even know when Yan Xiao came in.
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao's face turned pale, as if he was also doing an electromyography along with Ye Fei. He wanted to hug Ye Fei, but was afraid of touching his wound, so he could only stand at the head of the bed with his hands tied, and awkwardly comforted him over and over again, "It's okay, it's okay now."
Ye Fei seems to be a carefree and easy-going person who doesn't care about anything, but in fact he has a lot of concerns. Because I have to rely on myself for everything since I was young, I have developed a strong self-esteem and never want to show weakness in front of others.
But now, when he met Yan Xiao's concerned gaze, all the disguises he had prepared disappeared.
"Brother Yan," he closed his eyes, his voice was so soft that it seemed like it would be blown away by the wind, "It hurts so much."
"Just this once," Yan Xiao took a tissue and clumsily wiped his sweat while kissing him on the face, "I won't let you feel any pain again."
Ye Fei found it funny and wanted to ask Yan Xiao how he could guarantee this. But he really didn't have the energy to speak, so he just forced a smile as a response.
After lying down for more than half an hour, Ye Fei felt that she had almost recovered, so she left the hospital with Yan Xiao. During this period, Yan Xiao exaggeratedly wanted to carry him on his back, but was sternly rejected by Ye Fei.
"It hurt when the needle poked inside," Ye Feiai got into the car and chuckled, "It's all right now. I'm not that delicate at all."
Yan Xiao turned a deaf ear and carefully fastened his seat belt. I told the driver to slow down the car and drove home at a snail's pace.
The results of the electromyography test will be available tomorrow, while the genetic test will take about ten days.
Ye Fei could clearly feel that Yan Xiao was a little anxious. Although it cannot be seen on his face, he checks the email address that receives test reports once an hour on average.
Ye Fei sighed, not knowing how to make him feel better. I remembered that I had heard someone say that eating sweets would make you feel better when you are in a bad mood, so I walked into the kitchen.
The only sweets in the house are the Haagen-Dazs that Yan Xiao stockpiled.
Ye Fei opened the freezer of the refrigerator and was stunned.
Where the Haagen-Dazs were originally placed, there was now a pile of old popsicles neatly stacked.
Ye Fei didn't think much about it and picked up two. He threw one to Yan Xiao and said as he unwrapped the package, "Your taste changes so quickly."
Yan Xiao looked at him quietly and said, "Don't you like it?"
Ye Fei was surprised: "What am I——"
Ye Fei's voice stopped abruptly, and the conversation she had with Yan Xiao instantly came to her mind.
--"what do you like?"
——"Not sweet."
--"for example?"
——"Old Popsicle."
He had forgotten what he said casually, but Yan Xiao always remembered it.
"How did you know I would come?" Ye Fei was silent for a long time, then looked up and asked Yan Xiao, "What if I don't agree to your request and don't come?"
"I don't know." Yan Xiao said.
He tore open the wrapping paper covered with ice crystals, stuffed the peeled one into Ye Fei's hand, and said slowly: "I just want you to be able to eat it immediately when you want to."
The author has something to say: The electromyography was referenced from the cases of Tieba and Zhihu~
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