Want to eat cakes
By the middle of the night, Lin Yu'an was a little confused due to the fever, tossing and turning, feeling uncomfortable.
Gu Lin had been sleeping on the sofa in the living room. He got up when he heard the noise in the ward.
He came to the ward and glanced at Lin Yu'an's frowning face and his hands with white knuckles.
And the blush on his face that had not yet faded.
Gu Lin's brows furrowed slightly.
"How do you feel?" His voice returned to its usual low and steady tone, without any ripples in it.
Lin Yu'an forced himself to suppress the dryness in his throat and the trembling in his voice.
"...My mouth has no taste," he licked his cracked lips, his eyes a little blurry. "Sister..."
Gu Lin: ...
"Sister...I want to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus and red bean cake from Zhang's in the west of the city. It's hot from the oven."
"Zhang Ji" is located on the other side of the city. It is famous for its traditional handmade pastries. The supply is limited every day and they are basically sold out after the evening.
It was now completely dark outside, and a cold drizzle of rain was falling.
This requirement is tricky, willful, and almost impossible to accomplish.
Gu Lin frowned even more tightly.
Lin Yu'an was so dizzy from the fever that he had no idea who was standing in front of him.
"We used to eat there often when we were little, sister, I want to eat it now..."
Gu Lin just looked at him quietly.
In those bottomless eyes, something seemed to pass by extremely quickly, so fast that it was impossible to catch it.
He didn't answer immediately, nor did he show any sign of being offended or embarrassed.
The ward fell into a brief silence, with only the sound of raindrops hitting the windowpane.
After a few seconds, Gu Lin slowly spoke, his voice still steady, without even any emotion: "Red bean cake? Too sweet. You have a fever and a weak stomach."
Lin Yu'an's heart sank suddenly. My sister rejected me, "You have been like this since childhood. You are always selfish and never care about my feelings... You left the child and left whenever you wanted..." There was grievance and sobs in her voice.
Gu Lin paused slightly and continued:
"How about their Poria Cocos and Barley Cake? It's lighter and better for your stomach. I remember you said last time that their Barley Cake is the best, with a rich rice aroma and not too sweet."
Lin Yu'an was out of breath and hummed a few times, which was considered as his agreement.
Gu Lin took out his mobile phone very naturally, and his fingers moved quickly on the screen, as if he was looking up an address or contact.
His profile, illuminated by the light from the phone screen, remained stern, but his concentration was as if he was handling a crucial contract.
"There should be more now." Gu Lin put down his phone and looked up at him. His tone was as flat as if he was stating an established fact. "Just lie down and don't move. I'll be back soon."
After saying this, he didn't stop and didn't even look at Lin Yu'an.
He turned around, picked up the coat draped over the back of the chair, put it on neatly, and strode towards the door.
Opening and closing the door, the movements are done in one go, steady and powerful.
Until the ward door was completely closed, blocking out the sound of rain outside and the tall figure, Lin Yu'an fell into a coma again.
In fact, my sister is still very nice to him.
Time crawls slowly in the anxious waiting.
The sound of rain seemed to be a little quieter.
Lin Yu'an leaned against the head of the bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind in a mess.
After an unknown amount of time, the door of the ward was gently pushed open.
A damp, cool breeze blew in, carrying with it the unique, warm, sweet aroma of food.
Gu Lin is back.
The coat on his shoulders was soaked darkly by the rain, and there were fine water droplets on the ends of his hair.
He was holding an ancient paper bag with a vermilion seal of "Zhangji" printed on it, and it was still filled with freshly baked hot steam.
There was no sign of fatigue or dissatisfaction on his face from running in the rain, and he still looked calm and composed.
He walked over to the bed, placed the paper bag on the bedside table, and opened it.
Inside were a few pieces of warm barley cakes that exuded a faint aroma of rice and poria cocos. It was exactly what he described.
"Eat some while it's hot."
Gu Lin's voice was flat, and he didn't even mention the tricky request just now.
Lin Yu'an's eyes were confused: "What is this?"
Gu Lin: ...
Suddenly, Lin Yu'an felt all the blood in his body rushing to his head!
Not sister! The unreasonable request he just made was actually directed at Gu Lin!
And Gu Lin actually went and bought it!
He stared at the paper bag with his eyes wide open, forgetting to breathe.
Gu Lin didn't seem to notice the strange look in his eyes. He picked up a piece of warm barley cake and handed it to Lin Yu'an, his tone still calm: "Want to try it?"
Lin Yu'an's gaze slowly shifted to the fragrant pastries in front of him.
Then he slowly moved up and met Gu Lin's deep and calm eyes that showed no clues.
A surging torrent instantly broke through all his defenses.
In that torrent, there was huge shock, overwhelming bitterness, and even a throbbing and... emotion that almost drowned him.
Just because he suddenly wanted to eat some, he braved the rain and traveled across half the city to buy freshly baked dim sum.
He didn't even take it out to claim credit immediately, but just calmly hid it in the inner pocket close to his heart!
"Mr. Gu, I will definitely work harder after I recover..."
I will never let down the boss’s care for his subordinates!
Gu Lin's movements paused almost imperceptibly.
Lin Yu'an stared at Gu Lin nervously, but Gu Lin closed the door and walked out without saying a word.
Lin Yu'an stared at the IV drip on the ceiling, listening to Gu Lin's footsteps disappear as he walked outside. Like a kitten that had just escaped from a scratching board, he took out his cell phone with agility that was extremely disproportionate to his plastered leg.
I clicked on the familiar avatar on the WeChat interface, and my fingers jumped quickly on the screen.
[An Xiao Miao: Help! ]
As soon as the notification tone of the successful message sending popped up, Lin Yu'an wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, as if it was not a quilt but a golden bell cover.
Three seconds later, "L" replied with a concise period.
Lin Yu'an rolled his eyes at the period. This style of being frugal with words was exactly like that of his boss, the mobile iceberg.
He took a deep breath and continued his frantic chatter: [Has my boss been possessed? He actually bought me barley cakes himself! They were still warm! The plastic bag was stained with his chilly perfume; I almost thought there were icicles in the cakes.]
This time "L" replied faster: [? ]
[You're the kind of person who usually complains about your swagger when I ask you to print documents, and now you're condescending to buy me dessert!]
Lin Yu'an's fingers tapped on the screen. [When he left, he looked at me like he was looking at a newly released limited-edition cat climbing frame. I got goosebumps all over my body. Do you think he wants to dock my salary?]
The sports car avatar was silent for half a minute, then sent a message: [Are you well? ]
[An Xiao Miao: No more burning]
Lin Yu'an grinned at the screen: "You've never seen him in a meeting. His eyes can freeze you to death! Just now, when he was standing by the bed, my back felt as cold as if I had air conditioning on. If I hadn't been in a cast, I could have done a standing backflip and escaped."
He was about to continue complaining about the pressure from his boss when he suddenly received a message: [Have a good rest and stop playing with your phone]
Lin Yu'an was stunned and completely ignored the other party's instructions.
Finger hovering over the screen: [Brother L, help! My boss is definitely the reincarnation of a capitalist!]
The message was followed by a shivering kitten emoji.
"Is he worried that I'd be sick for too long and no one would take the blame for him and deal with all that mess?"
The phone vibrated, and "L" sent a cold question mark.
Lin Yu'an nodded vigorously at the screen: "Think about it! Normally, if I print a document slightly crooked, he'll make me retype it ten times! Now he's actually buying me cakes himself. Isn't this like a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken? He must be thinking about me, a poor worker, and wants me to get better quickly and work like a slave for him!"
This time, "L" took half a minute to reply, and between the lines, there was an indescribable sense of helplessness: [Is it possible that he just wanted to take care of you?]
Lin Yu'an almost threw his phone away when he saw this. He was typing away when he suddenly heard a slight cough behind him.
Lin Yu'an was frightened like a cat whose tail was stepped on. His phone fell onto the quilt with a clatter. He turned around stiffly and saw Gu Lin standing at the end of the bed, holding a freshly washed cup in his hand.
"Mr. Gu..." Lin Yu'an's smile was uglier than crying, and he hurriedly stuffed the phone under the pillow.
Gu Lin didn't say anything, just glanced at his red ears, turned around and walked to the window to make a phone call.
When Gu Lin finished the call and turned around, he saw Lin Yu'an pretending to sleep in an extremely twisted posture, with his head covered by the quilt, leaving only his slightly trembling feet exposed.
He walked over and gently tugged at the corner of the quilt, his voice devoid of emotion: "The doctor said to get more rest and don't be bored."
The person under the quilt shuddered as if he had received an electric shock, and a muffled voice came out: "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Gu. I will go to sleep right away."
Gu Lin looked at the bulging quilt, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and closed the door quietly.
Gu Lin sat at his makeshift desk, his fingertips tapping unconsciously on the table.
The quarterly financial report was still lit on the laptop screen, but his eyes passed over the documents and fell on the closed door of the ward.
Gu Lin tapped the pen lightly on the table, his eyes looking out the window but unfocused.
His brows furrowed slightly.
He was thinking about how to make Lin Yu'an understand his feelings.
Say it directly? Given that guy's fear of me, I'm afraid he'd jump out of his bed in shock, maybe even pack up his things and run away with Doupi in the middle of the night.
Thinking of Lin Yu'an's frightened look, Gu Lin's lips curled up slightly, almost imperceptibly, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.
But the smile was fleeting, replaced by deeper thought.
His fingertips unconsciously stroked the phone case, and the screen was still stuck on the chat interface with Lin Yu'an.
Looking at the sentence "Has my boss been possessed by another spirit?", a hint of helplessness flashed in Gu Lin's eyes.
This guy can speak freely to "L", but when he turns around to face himself, his body is covered with spikes.
Should he continue to play the role of "L" or approach as Gu Lin?
Two thoughts were fighting in his mind, causing his usually expressionless face to now have a subtle irritation.
He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, his knuckles turning slightly white.
In fact, watching Lin Yu'an complain about his "boss" to him and pour out his heart to "L", this kind of secret knowledge actually hides a subtle sweetness.
But he wanted Lin Yu'an to know that whether he was a strict boss or a quiet "L", it was all him.
The sunlight from outside the window shone in obliquely, falling on his angular profile, but did not dispel the coldness.
Only the tightly pursed lines of his lips revealed his inner unrest.
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