Ye Fei hugged Yan Xiao, buried her face in his neck, her eyes slightly red.
He had doubted Yan Xiao's feelings countless times, thinking that he was just attracted to him for the moment. As time goes by and the hormones fade away, this feeling will naturally fade away.
However, from this moment on, there was no need to look for any evidence, Ye Fei knew clearly that Yan Xiao really loved him.
Because those who are loved will always have feelings, from every look he gives them and from every ordinary thing in life.
"Does the wound hurt?" Yan Xiao was stunned for a moment and asked Ye Fei.
I reached out to hug him back, but when I thought about the wounds all over his body, I didn't know where to start, so I could only gently touch his hair.
If only I could feel the pain for Ye Fei, Yan Xiao thought.
As long as Ye Fei can feel more comfortable, he can do anything.
After a while, the old popsicle had melted a little, and Ye Fei's muffled voice came from my ear: "It doesn't hurt."
He let go of Yan Xiao, took a bite of the already softened popsicle, raised his eyes and said with a smile: "I like it very much."
Yan Xiao's worries and anxiety were swept away in an instant. He looked at Ye Fei's lips, which had become rosy from eating ice cream, and said with some happiness and pride, "I remember everything you said."
In response, Ye Fei gave him a cool, sweet kiss.
The next morning, when Yan Xiao got up, Ye Fei was still sleeping.
He was wearing a light grey nightgown, and his long eyelashes drooped naturally, covering his beautiful eyes. She lay defenseless in Yan Xiao's arms, as if she was relying on Yan Xiao with all her heart and soul.
Yan Xiao looked at him for a while before he quietly got up, washed up and went to work. There are a lot of things piling up at the company, and two days is the limit for him to be away.
Before leaving, Yan Xiao couldn't help but returned to the bedroom with his computer bag.
Ye Fei was still sleeping in the same position, with her long limbs sunk into the soft bed and slightly arched on the quilt. This makes the originally cold and hard decorated room become gentler.
Yan Xiao is an orphan, but he does not yearn for a family. He is naturally indifferent to emotions. To him, home is just a place to sleep, no different from a place to eat or work.
But now, the sleeping Ye Fei seemed to have given a special meaning to the word "home", so that Yan Xiao was already looking forward to the moment when he would come back and open the door before he even left.
Yan Xiao leaned over and kissed Ye Fei on the forehead, then without staying, turned around and walked out the door.
Ye Fei was awakened by a burst of urgent ringing. He fumbled around the bed for a few times, picked up the phone and glanced at it. Seeing that it was a video call from Gu Ruijia, he directly clicked to accept.
"You haven't gotten up yet?" Gu Ruijia's angry face appeared on the screen. "Tell me the truth, are you planning to quit again?"
It’s not that Gu Ruijia has a mean heart, but Ye Fei has a criminal record. When they just graduated from college, they clearly agreed to start a business together, but this guy turned around and went to Dingyuan, standing him up.
"I'm not feeling well," Ye Fei rubbed his eyes, picked up a bottle of water from the bedside, unscrewed it and took two sips, "I wanted to tell you when I wake up, but I forgot to set the alarm."
"Bah!" Gu Ruijia didn't believe it at all, and said sarcastically, "I heard from Song Wen that as soon as you saw Brother Xiao, you were like a ghost, and you just left with him."
"Why?" Ye Fei pulled her nightgown together, holding her phone as she walked towards the bathroom, and said lazily, "Are you jealous?"
"I'm not envious," Gu Ruijia pointed at the two big dark circles under her eyes and complained, "I'm so busy that I don't have the mood to think about those messy things."
As he was speaking, Gu Ruijia's secretary came in and asked him to sign a document.
Gu Ruijia took a quick look, signed his name and sent the secretary out, then said to Ye Fei, "Can you come back soon? If you don't come back, I'm going to die of overwork."
Ye Fei wrapped the plastic wrap around her hands and said, "Stop playing the victim. Do you think I haven't checked my email in the past few days? Tomorrow, I'm going to work tomorrow."
After completing the electromyography, the wound should not be exposed to water for 24 hours to avoid infection.
"What are you doing?" Gu Ruijia frowned and leaned in front of the screen to take a closer look. "What's wrong with your hand?"
Ye Fei said casually: "I did an electromyogram."
Gu Ruijia didn't understand: "What is that? You really don't feel well."
Ye Fei hummed, not telling the truth: "It's just tendonitis."
"Oh," Gu Ruijia believed it, "Then you should have a good rest and come to the company two days later."
After a pause, he continued, "By the way, I called to tell you something."
Ye Fei turned on the faucet, rinsed her mouth, and squeezed toothpaste onto the toothbrush: "Speak."
"I went out drinking with Wang Qiong yesterday, and heard what he said," Gu Ruijia adjusted the angle of the phone and leaned back in the chair, "It seems that after Ye Yao paid off his gambling debts, he continued to gamble again, and the bets were quite large."
Gu Ruijia's expression was unusually serious: "Be careful, don't let him get involved."
Ye Fei stopped brushing her teeth and sneered, "I know, but it has nothing to do with me. He is not my son."
"I'm just afraid that you'll do something stupid," Gu Ruijia raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "just like before."
Ye Fei was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "You're overthinking."
The two chatted for a few more sentences, and suddenly Ye Fei received a call. He lowered his eyes and saw that it was Yan Xiao.
"Yan Xiao called. Maybe there's something wrong. I won't tell you for now."
"Okay—" Gu Ruijia deliberately dragged out the tone, gave him an ambiguous smile, and hung up the video.
"Brother Yan, what's wrong?" Ye Fei wet the towel and asked while wiping his face.
"The EMG results are out," Yan Xiao said on the other end of the phone in a steady tone, without any emotion, "there are no problems."
Ye Fei had already guessed this result. He was silent for a moment and said, "But I am sure that I will inherit it 100%."
The two were silent for a while. Ye Fei hung up the towel and tore the plastic wrap on his hand from time to time, smiling bitterly: "Do you think I'm looking for trouble?"
"No." Yan Xiao said.
The joy he felt when he saw the result was gone. He closed his email and said to Ye Fei, "You must have your reasons."
In the past few days, Ye Fei has been struggling in his heart countless times, wondering how he should explain to Yan Xiao after the results come out. After much thought, I still couldn't find a suitable explanation.
However, it was not until now that he realized that Yan Xiao did not need a perfectly logical reason.
Because it was Ye Fei who said it, no matter how ridiculous it was, he would take it seriously.
Ye Fei suddenly wanted to see Yan Xiao.
All along, Yan Xiao was the one who took the initiative between them. And now, he no longer wants to let Yan Xiao work hard alone.
"Are you busy today?" Ye Fei walked out of the bathroom without continuing the previous topic.
Yan Xiao said: "Not busy."
It was pure lies, Ye Fei smiled and didn't expose him: "Don't forget to eat lunch."
Yan Xiao said "No", and then told Ye Fei: "I eat at twelve o'clock every day."
"Okay." Ye Fei looked at the time in the upper right corner of her phone. It was already past eleven o'clock. "I won't talk to you anymore. I'll pack up and go to Tianxi."
He wanted to give Yan Xiao a surprise.
Yan Xiao asked him, "Aren't you going to take a break today?"
"Rest," Ye Fei walked into the cloakroom, picked out two pieces of clothing, and said deliberately, "But I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss Gu Ruijia a little bit."
Yan Xiao was silent for a while. For some reason, he slowly repeated Ye Fei's words: "You miss Gu Ruijia."
Ye Fei curled the corners of her lips: "Well, I'll hang up then." After that, she ended the call and started to change clothes.
Yan Xiao stared at the call end page until another call came in, and then he came back to his senses.
"Hello, Mr. Yan," the male voice on the other end was very polite, "I am Zhang Ningyuan, the director of Hedao Hospital. I have just read the electromyography report of your wife."
Yan Xiao said "Hello" and waited quietly for his next words.
Zhang Ningyuan said: "Everything is fine. There is no possibility of neuropathy."
Yan Xiao added: "His mother died of ALS."
"Then it won't develop in the short term," Zhang Ningyuan explained to him patiently, "ALS won't suddenly develop without warning. Does he have symptoms like weakness in his hands and feet?"
Yan Xiao said: "No."
"That's fine. If the genetic test result is negative, the possibility that he will develop ALS in the next few years is basically zero."
"He insisted that he would get sick." Yan Xiao knocked on the table and said.
"This..." Zhang Ningyuan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Could it be a psychological problem?"
"Be more specific."
"Perhaps his mother's illness has left him with a certain degree of psychological trauma," Zhang Ningyuan pondered, "or perhaps something special happened to his mother during her illness."
Yan Xiao disagreed with his idea: "He was only three years old when his mother died."
"It's not just personal experience that causes harm," Zhang Ningyuan tried to make his words sound more understandable. "His mother's death from illness has been with him growing up. Coupled with the genetic characteristics of ALS, he feels scared. Under the unconscious psychological cues day after day, people will develop certain firm ideas."
Yan Xiao digested it for a few minutes before he asked again: "You mean, the root cause is his mother?"
Zhang Ningyuan nodded: "Yes."
Yan Xiao said "I see" and thanked him again. After hanging up the phone, he called his special assistant in: "I need a complete medical record and diagnosis record of Ye Fei's mother."
The special assistant was stunned for a moment, then judged very professionally: "Mr. Yan, you may have to wait a little longer." The special assistant had helped Yan Xiao check Ye Fei's situation before, so he naturally knew that his mother had passed away for many years.
Yan Xiao nodded: "Okay."
The special assistant received the order and left the office.
Yan Xiao thought for a while and decided to continue working. As soon as I put my hands on the keyboard, I suddenly remembered what Ye Fei said.
Why does Ye Fei miss Gu Ruijia? Ye Fei also said to Gu Ruijia, "I will meet you someday."
Yan Xiao clicked into WeChat, stared at Gu Ruijia's business card expressionlessly, and his lips gradually pursed.
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Yan Xiao hated being interrupted when he was thinking. After a moment, he said with a straight face, "Come in."
Very unprofessional, Yan Xiao thought. No matter who comes, he needs to re-evaluate the person's on-the-job value.
The door was pushed open from the outside, but there was no sound of footsteps.
Yan Xiao frowned and looked up.
Ye Fei was standing less than five meters away from him, looking at him with a smile.
At that moment, it was as if the clouds had parted and the sun appeared, and the whole world was lit up.
Yan Xiao was originally in a bad mood and even felt annoyed when he saw Gu Ruijia's WeChat messages.
But now, it's different.
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