fall in love

Chapter 7 I'm Going to Buy You Some
Chapter 7

Summer is as boring as ever, and even the clouds drifting across the sky are obviously anxious.

As soon as Wen Ciyi woke up, she felt dizzy. She tried to pronounce a few syllables, and immediately felt her throat was hoarse as if it contained grains.

She picked up the remote control of the air conditioner that was set aside.Glancing at the number above: 23 degrees.

Wen Ciyi sighed, as expected.She is afraid of heat, but also afraid of cold, and she often forgets the timing when turning on the air conditioner, so she can't avoid catching cold again and again.

Wen Ciyi clutched his forehead and struggled to open the drawer. He took the thermometer and found that the cold medicine had already been taken.

She took the thermometer and measured it for herself. It was 38.1 degrees Celsius. It was okay. Wen Ciyi barely comforted herself. Before, she was delirious and even 39 degrees Celsius. Thinking with joy in bitterness.

She reluctantly took out a set of clothes from the closet, and quickly finished washing before the cold virus reacted. When she passed the living room, she found a breakfast hot in the microwave.

That was what Xu Nian would prepare for her every day, but Wen Ciyi couldn't eat anything now, so she grabbed the key to the entrance and went out in a daze.

There is a pharmacy downstairs in her community.

Wen Ciyi was almost burned out, but in the eyes of outsiders, she was just blushing, like two clouds of clouds, and the new receptionist at the pharmacy thought that Wen Ciyi was just feeling hot because of the scorching heat.

Wen Ciyi walked around to the side shelf based on memory, intending to see if there were any cold spirits or the like.

Ganmaoling, Ganmaoling... Wen Ciyi paused, his vision blurred.She rubbed her eyes, trying to see clearly.

President Wenda would not allow himself to faint in the pharmacy, even if he was going to faint, he had to go home.

The shelf that had been placed quietly split into two, and there was a double image. Wen Ciyi shook his head, and just wanted to continue to see clearly, but suddenly his eyes went dark.

The panicked call for help from the front desk sounded in my ears, Wen Ciyi tilted her body, and fell forward completely, but was carried into a cold embrace in a trance, the smell was like bathing in the sea of ​​rich lavender flowers, but with There is a little fragrance, but the scent that doesn't match at all is perfectly blended together on this person.

Before Wen Ciyi completely fainted, a thought flashed in her mind: I hope...someone she doesn't know catches her...if it's someone she knows...she won't have the face to face it.

The smell of disinfectant water lingered on the tip of her nose, and Wen Ciyi's fingertips flicked before she gradually opened her eyes.

At the end of her eyes, she noticed the saline belt with medicine and the white sheets, and she finally decided on an idea, in the hospital.

She just moved her body, and the nurse who was looking at the medical form noticed her movement sharply, and hurried over to hold her down: "Hey! Don't move! This bag hasn't been hung yet!"

Wen Ciyi stopped moving, and she forced a smile: "Miss sister, who sent me here?"

As if thinking of something, the nurse opened her mouth with admiration: "It's your boyfriend! Tall and thin! You don't know, but his eyes are full of anxiety when he carries you into the hospital."

"Tall and thin?" Wen Ci asked uncertainly.

"Yeah!" The little nurse affirmed, and said with starry eyes: "You are so handsome! Not the kind of handsome you just pull on the street! But! The one who is as cold as the bright moon. kind!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.

The moment their eyes met, Wen Ciyi was completely stunned... She would never have thought that... the person who came in would be...

Xu Simian.

"Oh! Just as I was talking, someone came," the little nurse stood up quickly and gave way: "Hey handsome guy! Your girlfriend is awake! Come quickly! I have to find a room too, and I have been waiting for a while."

The meaning of the warm words maintained the last rationality: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Oh! No trouble, no trouble! Beauty, your boyfriend is really considerate, he is afraid that you will be scared when you wake up, so let me help you and wait here to watch you before he goes to go through the formalities," said the nurse Feng Chi Lei Ting She walked out quickly, and heard her hurried voice from a long distance: "It's really good, young couple."

Warm word meaning: "..."

"How do you feel?" Xu Simian didn't react much, his expression was still cold and calm, and he placed the bag of porridge in his hand in front of Wen Ciyi's bed table.

Wen Ciyi breathed a sigh of relief, and said calmly, "It's okay."

"Then drink the porridge, it's not hot, it's warm." Xu Simian handed the spoon to Wen Ciyi and said.

Wen Ciyi stared at the pure white jade fingertips, and said jokingly, "How about a good man do it to the end, senior?" She, who often hangs around in the business world, has always had a strong heart capacity.

The meaning of the warm words is miserable, and the eyes are as bright as before: "How about the younger brother?"

"Senior sister, you are already lying on the bed, just let go of your teasing thoughts." Xu Simian calmly put the spoon into Wen Ciyi's palm, and said calmly.

The corners of Wen Ciyi's mouth curled up happily, the temperature of the porridge was well controlled, and there were side dishes inside, making it soft and glutinous.

Wen Ciyi's eyes circled around. This is a single ward with a TV and a leather sofa.

Xu Simian was leaning on the sofa, her legs crossed casually, and a computer was placed on her lap.He rested his hands on his chin, his hair was scattered in pieces between his forehead, his amber eyes were slightly lowered, and the outline of his jaw was three-dimensional and natural.

Wen Ciyi took a sip of water, and seemingly unintentionally asked, "Why did my junior suddenly appear in the pharmacy downstairs?"

"It wasn't all of a sudden." Xu Simian paused with his fingertips typing on the keyboard, his eyes were completely calm: "Last night, I went to a relative's house and slept at the relative's house."

"Oh," Wen Ciyi said with feigned regret, "That's really a pity, I thought the elementary school boy went there just to meet me by chance."

Xu Simian: "..."

He looked up at the warm words on the hospital bed, and said calmly: "I can't meet you by chance."

"Why didn't we meet by chance? Did you meet by chance?" Wen Ciyi suddenly became interested.

"Sister, did you forget that you always drive to and from get off work?"

Wen Ciyi was choked unpreparedly, but she was as strong as her, Wen Ciyi curled the corner of her mouth, and seemed to be sighing: "Oh, that's God telling me that I can never drive to and from get off work anymore, otherwise I won’t meet my dear elementary school brother by chance.”

Xu Simian: "..." He decided to give up communication and study hard.

After a while, Wen Ciyi finished his porridge, and started to be dishonest again, molesting the elementary school boy: "Primary school boy, today is a weekday, so you won't be attending classes at Peking University?"

"I have finished all the required courses ahead of schedule, so don't worry, sister." Xu Simian said simply.

"So that's how it is," Wen Ciyi said with a smile, her voice was crisp and clear, like a crumbling wind chime: "Then my elementary school brother is pretty good, not bad, not bad, my sister likes it."

The moment she heard that she said she liked her, Xu Simian's eyes twitched, but he was still suppressed by his dark expression, and even the speed of typing on the keyboard couldn't help but be a little faster.

Wen Ciyi had a panoramic view of all this, and the mobile phone placed on the table on the left suddenly vibrated strongly. She pressed the green answer button, put the mobile phone to her ear and asked suspiciously: "Hello?"

"President Wen, it's me, why didn't I see you in the office?" Xu Nian's thoughts came from over there.

"Oh, I'm in the hospital, you asked He Hua to take a leave of absence for me." Wen Ciyi said lightly.

"Hospital?!" The voice over there suddenly raised its voice, "Why did you go to the hospital so well? President Wen, are you sick?"

Seeing Xu Simian's eyes flickering, she turned down the volume warmly: "The air conditioner is not on schedule at night. It's a small problem, but it's nothing serious. Remember to tell He Hua for me."

"Scared me to death," Xu Nian patted his chest on the other end of the phone with lingering fear, and continued: "Sister, you are the president, why do you have to report even if you ask for leave?"

"The process that should be followed still has to go. I still have something to do after I hang up." After Wen Ciyi finished speaking, he hung up the phone mercilessly.

She glanced at the time, it was half past ten in the morning.

Thinking that when Xu Simian just came in, besides making porridge for her, she sat quietly watching the computer, Wen Ciyi asked, "Primary school brother, have you eaten yet?"

Xu Simian still looked at the screen, and said two words without delay: "No."

A sense of guilt welled up, she was rushed to the hospital, and she was hung with salt water for morning, Wen Ciyi subconsciously said: "I'm sorry."

She moved faster than her brain, and she was about to get out of bed when she lifted the quilt: "Then, I'll buy some for you." Her movements involved the hand that was hanging the salt water.

In the next second, someone grabbed her arm.

A trace of disapproval flashed across Xu Simian's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "You don't want your hands anymore?"

The temperature is continuously transmitted to Wen Ciyi's senses through the place where it is held, and the sudden shortening of the distance makes Wen Ciyi's nose linger with a faint lavender fragrance.

She said frankly: "I want to, but I want you to eat more."

Xu Simian glanced at her, and put her hand into the quilt: "I'll eat when I'm hungry, just lie down and don't move."

Only then did Wen Ciyi not persist, and lay down obediently, she rubbed her arms, remembering the touch just now, the clear temperature seemed to still be there, and she couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.

As a frequent user of colds, Wen Ciyi's fever comes and goes quickly. By [-]:[-] p.m., she had finished hanging three bags of salt water and was about to be discharged from the hospital.

Noticing Xu Simian who was packing up the documents, she said warmly, "Primary school brother, how much is the hospitalization fee, my sister will pass it on to you."

"No need." Xu Simian looked at her calmly, leaving the rest of the words unspoken.

Wen Ciyi has been in business for several years, but she has learned a lot from being shrewd, so she naturally understands the meaning of Xu Simian's words.

no need.

The original relaxed atmosphere was brought back to its previous state by this sentence, and the coldness slowly flowed in the ward with only two people.

Wen Ciyi smiled and didn't mention this: "Then I'll return it to my junior when I have time."

She was curt, regardless of whether Xu Simian agreed or not, she kept her words vague.

Hearing this, Xu Simian was silent for a while, but didn't reply, and calmly pulled up the zipper of her schoolbag, and Wen Ciyi would not make fun of herself and ask Xu Simian to take her home in this kind of situation where she was walking on thin ice.

She politely thanked her again, and walked to the online car-hailing service beside her.

The online car-hailing started soon, leaving behind a tail of cars to drive away.

Xu Simian withdrew her gaze, and was about to walk in the opposite direction when someone patted her shoulder from behind.

The man jumped up and down in front of Xu Simian, and said happily, "Brother Xu, it's really you!"

The person who came was a friend Xu Simian met when he sang in the bar together, his name was Zhao Jia, he looked handsome, and he was a junior at Beijing Normal University.

Xu Simian nodded lightly.

"Hey, Brother Xu, don't you hate the smell of disinfectant the most, why did you come out of the people's hospital with the worst smell?" Zhao Jia asked suspiciously.

Xu Simian said with a cold face, "Send it to someone."

"Who? Men and women, what do they look like, do they look good?!" Zhao Jia's heart of gossip was burning.

Xu Simian glanced at him lightly, Zhao Jia realized that he had overreacted, and quickly scratched his head and laughed.

As if thinking of something, Xu Simian pressed the lip line down: "It's a senior."

"Ah?" Zhao Jia's eyes lit up in an instant: "Senior sister? Which senior sister? Do I know you? Does it look good?"

Xu Simian: "..."

He glanced at Zhao Jia with a bit of disgust: "Did you forget that we are not in the same school?"

Zhao Jia said bluntly: "That's okay, all the brothers and sisters in the world are family members!"

Xu Simian: "..."

He lowered his eyes and glanced at his watch, without any hesitation: "Let's go first, I have something to do later."

"Hey wait!" Zhao Jia called to stop him: "Tomorrow night there will be no one to sing, I'm going to fly to Lin'an to participate in the competition, Brother Xu, come and help me take the next stage."

Xu Simian thought for a while: "When?"

"Same as I used to, ten to eleven o'clock." Zhao Jia said
Xu Simian thought for a while, and agreed: "Okay."

Zhao Jia shouted: "Thank you, brother, I'll treat you to dinner later with the bonus!"

***
Wen Ciyi went back to the company, holding a plastic bag in his hand, which contained several boxes of medicine.

This was prescribed to her by the doctor just now. Wen Ciyi checked the bags under her eyes. There was no cold spirit. She was a bit obsessive-compulsive and nostalgic. She still liked to take the cold medicine she used to take for colds. She was not interested in trying other brands.

Wen Ciyi withdrew her gaze, and originally wanted to put the medicine aside, but then she thought, it was bought for her by her elementary school brother, so of course she couldn't ignore it.

She took out her mobile phone to take a picture of the medicine bag, and sent it to Moments, with the text marked: Thank you~
The copywriting formula is publicized, with the modal particle behind it, but it will inevitably make people read it differently.

Lingge, who is far abroad, commented below: Yoyo, who gave it to you.

The corner of Wen Ciyi's mouth curled up and replied: "It's just a junior."

In the next second, Lingge replied with a teasing emoji.

Just as Wen Ciyi was about to put down her phone, a message popped up. It was her younger brother, Wen Nan.

Her younger brother is also at Peking University, a freshman this year, and Wen Ciyi clicked on the news page.

Wen Nan: Sis, are you free tomorrow Saturday?

(End of this chapter)