rainy tonight

Although he finally woke up from his lethargy, he needed recuperation due to internal and external injuries. Chang Jiayu couldn't go back to school for a while and stayed in the hospital to recuperate.

It's just that this is not City B. Yan Jun and Chang Zhenfeng's company here is equivalent to giving up their own affairs. Chang Jiayu didn't want to delay them. After a long time, Chang Zhenfeng and Yan Jun agreed to transfer him.

On the afternoon of the second day after the two adults agreed, Chang Zhenfeng went through the discharge procedures for Chang Jiayu, and that night he was transferred to the Central Hospital in City B. Yan Jing was in labor and was also staying in the ward of the hospital. It was very hard for Chang Zhenfeng to run on both sides, Chang Jiayu said that he was almost better, and asked him to stay with Yan Jing.

There is another level of worry in saying this, when Yan Jun came, Chang Zhenfeng was always watching, and the two of them couldn't do any intimacy, and they could only get close when they were alone.

On the evening of the second day after the transfer, Chang Jiayu was lying on the bed watching videos boredly, when there was a knock on the door of the ward, he looked up, and saw Bai Song's face pressed against the glass of the ward, he immediately grinned , waved at the other party, and threw the phone aside.

Bai Song hurried in with a bag of oranges, put the oranges on the side cabinet, looked around Chang Jiayu's legs, resisted the urge to rush up and hug him, sniffed and said, "Brother, It's not easy for you, but luckily you're fine, otherwise we'll all be guilty for the rest of our lives."

Chang Jiayu clicked his tongue, leaned on the pillow and said, "Why are you guilty, it has nothing to do with you if I fell."

Bai Song sat down next to him: "At least it has something to do with Bu Zhen. He was going to come with me, but something happened at home, and he turned back halfway. Let me say something, I'm sorry, let you Don't be surprised, he will come to visit later."

"What are you doing so seriously?" Chang Jiayu looked at him strangely, "It's like the adults acting on TV. What kind of friendship do we have?"

Bai Song laughed twice, took off the schoolbag from his back and hugged it in his arms, unzipped the zipper and took out a few notebooks.

"Yes, we have such a good friendship. No, the brothers have divided the work for you to organize the notes, including physical, chemical, biological, Chinese, and English. I put them here for you. You can take a look when you are free."

"Okay," Chang Jiayu's eyes lit up, "I'm worried that my homework will be missed, and I won't be able to understand anything while sitting in the college entrance examination room."

He flipped through those notebooks, and sighed while flipping through them: "Not bad, not bad, you still remember so fine."

He turned two more pages and saw that Bu Zhenji's language notes had marked the pronunciation of the characters. He couldn't help laughing twice: "I know this word, and he marked it out. It's a caring person."

Bai Song sat with him for a while, and had to study at school at night, so he left soon.

Chang Jiayu held the notes brought by Bai Song and read them intently. Fortunately, it was only about ten days missing, and the review results of the third and half year of senior high school were as firm as the Great Wall in his mind, and he still remembered them.

When Yan Jun came, he was still watching, and he recovered when he heard footsteps, and turned his head to see Yan Jun put the lunch box aside.

"time for dinner."

Chang Jiayu hummed and put the notebook aside.

"What are you looking at?" Yan Jun asked while fetching a towel.

Chang Jiayu smiled and said, "My classmate came to see the notes I brought over."

Yan Jun replied in the bathroom of the ward: "Heal your injuries now, grades are not as important as your body."

"I know, I know, but I'm fine in the hospital, and I'm not jumping around. It's okay to just sit and watch."

There was a sound of water rushing in the bathroom, not long after, Yan Jun came out with a towel soaked in hot water, folded it, and pulled Chang Jiayu's arm to help him wipe his hands.

He wiped it very meticulously, even rubbing the crevices of his fingers back and forth a few times, Chang Jiayu was a little itchy by his movements, tensed up and blinked.

After wiping, Yan Jun opened the lunch box and handed it to him. Chang Jiayu took a look at the rice, his face immediately collapsed, and he raised his head and said aggrievedly: "Why is there no oil, water, or spicy food?"

Yan Jun looked into his clear eyes, and said in a warm voice: "Your body is still not fully recovered. You forgot that you ate too much meat last time and called the doctor?"

Chang Jiayu was a little wilted: "But it can't be tasteless at all."

"In a few days, I can be richer. If you restrain yourself now, your body will recover quickly and you will be discharged from the hospital soon."

Chang Jiayu thought it was true, being locked up in this ward was so frustrating that he couldn't do many things.He didn't say any more, just started to eat.

Putting the last mouthful of rice into his mouth, his mouth was a little dry. Chang Jiayu held the cup, his throat was a little itchy, and he wanted to cough. He had already taken a sip of the water, and when it approached his throat, he couldn't help coughing it out.

He pulled a tissue to cover his mouth, his face flushed from coughing, his eyes were moist, his back felt hot, Yan Jun hugged him from behind, and patted his back with his palm.

After finally stopping, Chang Jiayu exhaled, rubbed his eyes, and wiped away the moisture.

Yan Jun handed the water glass to his mouth, and said in a low voice, "I'll feed you."

His embrace was wide and warm, very firm, and Chang Jiayu felt sweet in his heart. He took Yan Jun's hand and drank half a glass of water, then kissed Yan Jun's chin with his wet lips, his eyebrows and eyes curled up, and he raised his eyebrows. He stroked his hand again and touched the tiny green stubble. He said, "Uncle, you haven't shaved clean."

Yan Jun's tense body relaxed a bit, and said with a smile: "Well, I'll go back and shave again."

His eyes were deep, and Chang Jiayu's heart was agitated when he saw it, he raised his head and kissed him carefully, and said vaguely: "You're handsome even if you don't shave—"

"Boom boom boom!"

Hearing the sudden knock on the door, Chang Jiayu's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately backed away. Yan Jun didn't expect that someone would come over at this time. He turned around, and Zhou Yun's face appeared outside the glass window on the ward door. .

Chang Jiayu's heart beat like thunder the moment he heard the knock on the door, he was really frightened, and when he crossed Yan Jun's shoulder line and saw who was standing at the door, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Jun turned his head and patted his hand: "I'll go and have a look, you rest for a while."

"Ah."

Yan Jun walked out, the door closed, and Chang Jiayu leaned against the bedside while feeling his full belly, thinking about Zhou Yun's appearance at the door, he felt a little uneasy, wondering if she had seen him kissing Yan Jun at the door? Those slaps on Jun's chin.

Their backs were facing the door, and he was completely nestled in the man's arms, so he might not have seen it.

But even if I saw it... the problem shouldn't be too big, as long as it wasn't seen by Chang Zhenfeng.At that moment, Chang Jiayu thought it was his father, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

He doesn't intend to keep the matter between himself and Yan Jun a secret from Chang Zhenfeng, nor can it be kept forever, but now is definitely not the best time to confess, and he has to wait.

Yan Jun didn't come back for a while, Chang Jiayu sat on the bed for a while, feeling a little bored, turned over and got off the bed lightly, and walked slowly behind the door.

He raised his head and looked into the corridor.

Left, right, no one.

Chang Jiayu turned the doorknob, walked casually, and walked to the end of the corridor, when he heard Zhou Yun's voice.

He tiptoed over, stuck out half of his head and looked at him. Zhou Yun was facing him sideways, showing half of his jade neck, with a demure posture.Yan Jun, who was standing opposite him, stood upright with a flat face.

Worried about being discovered, Chang Jiayu put his head back.I also felt that this was like eavesdropping on someone's conversation, scratched my head, and planned to walk away quietly.

Hearing footsteps, he panicked, looked at the bathroom diagonally opposite, and hid in.

When I turned around, the sound of footsteps approached, Yan Jun and Zhou Yun walked over the door of the bathroom one after the other.

Before entering the elevator, Zhou Yun turned around, clutched her bag tightly, and stood on tiptoe.

The kiss fell through.

Yan Jun tensed his jaw and raised his hand, signaling that she could leave.Zhou Yun bit her lip, and finally entered the elevator in a hurry.

As the elevator door closed, Chang Jiayu saw Yan Jun turn around and stretch out his hand in his direction. He smiled sheepishly and stepped forward. Yan Jun naturally put his hand on his shoulder.

"I didn't tell you to stay in the ward, why did you run out by yourself?"

Chang Jiayu said in a low voice: "I am worried that you will be robbed, so come and have a look."

Yan Jun chuckled and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't think about it, just talk about something."

Chang Jiayu muttered: "I've seen it all, Aunt Zhou still likes you very much."

"I don't like her, don't worry."

Chang Jiayu smiled brightly, looked at Yan Jun's raised mouth, and felt a little itchy in his heart. He still waited until he closed the door in the ward, and got into the man's arms to beg for a kiss. Yan Jun responded to him tenderly.

In the next few days, Chang Jiayu's three meals a day were brought by Yan Jun for him. He said it would not be so troublesome, but Yan Jun insisted, and Chang Jiayu didn't insist on refusing.

The care and love from someone you like is still very rewarding.

That night, Chang Jiayu was wandering in the garden accompanied by Yan Jun after dinner, and soon received a call.

Yan Jing is about to give birth.

Chang Zhenfeng has been guarding in the hospital for almost a week. Yan Jing is not young anymore. She is considered an advanced maternal age. Even with advanced medical skills, pregnancy and childbirth are still a dangerous and extremely risky thing, so I can't rest assured that I am always guarding .

Chang Jiayu looked at the sunset in the distance, and then turned to look at the people around him: "Aunt Yan is about to give birth, why don't you go and see?"

Yan Jun shook his head: "You are also a patient, I'll just accompany you, and I won't be able to help you there."

The two of them were talking, and they walked around to a flower bed surrounded by vegetation that blocked their view. Chang Jiayu couldn't help holding Yan Jun's hand, and the other party paused, and slowly held his hand back.

Chang Jiayu sat by the flower bed, kicked his legs, rubbed his head on Yan Jun's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "I don't really want my father to get married again... Isn't this kind of mentality not good?"

Yan Jun straightened the scarf with his free hand: "It's a normal idea. Reorganizing the family will affect everyone. Blood relationship cannot be replaced casually."

Chang Jiayu hummed, and said, "But after thinking about it for a while, I have the opportunity to meet you because of my dad's second marriage. Uncle, I actually feel very lucky."

He smiled frankly, his handsome eyebrows were covered with a layer of red light by the sunset glow in the sky, and his vigorous youthful spirit was undoubtedly revealed. Yan Jun rubbed the back of his hand and said in a low voice: "I am also very lucky, but our first The first acquaintance should be in a bar."

Chang Jiayu let out a cry, and said in surprise, "Do you still remember?"

"Well, I didn't forget."

Chang Jiayu blushed, staring at the two people's interlocking fingers, with a sweet mouth and a deep smile in his voice, he said, "I haven't forgotten either."