Do nothing

The after effects of overdose are obvious.Yan Ke became fatigued very easily, but he still had no energy when he woke up.My mind is always groggy, my memory is extremely poor, and I often forget what I want to do.Obviously, he couldn't go to work in this state, so he could only recuperate honestly in the apartment.

The forced recuperation made Yan Ke feel ashamed.I don't have the energy to go out to play, and I don't have the energy to play games, let alone read and study.Sleeps all day long, like a pig.

What made him even more distressed was that after such a toss, his appearance was greatly reduced.Every morning when I brush my teeth and wash my face, I can't bear to look at myself in the mirror. Occasionally, I will almost be scared by myself.

Who is this vicissitudes uncle with dark skin, dull eyes and dark circles breaking through the sky?It's fucking ugly.

Sure enough, people will die if they try to die.Although he still can't remember why he committed suicide that day, he deeply regrets it and feels that he is a fool.

It can only be recuperated slowly.

Yan Ke prayed silently, hoping that adjusting his schedule would improve his appearance.But now, he really doesn't want to see himself.So I walked out of the bathroom and looked for newspapers all over the world.

Ling Lu was reading a book in the living room, seeing him dangling around, couldn't help but said: "Mr. Yan, are you looking for something?"

Yan Ke opened his mouth, and the expression on his face suddenly became blank.

"What am I looking for..." He scratched his hair, looking annoyed.

"You came out of the bathroom just now." Ling Lu helped him recall, "Is it out of paper? Or hand sanitizer?"

Yan Ke still couldn't remember, so he had to go back to the bathroom.It was only when I saw the mirror that I suddenly realized: "Oh, newspapers."

Ling Lu thought he wanted to read it, and immediately brought today's new newspaper over.Yan Ke took out his phone and looked at the date: "I want it two days ago."

Although Ling Lu was puzzled, he still took it.Yan Ke asked him for tape again, then spread out the newspaper and spread it on the mirror.

Ling Lu was surprised, and immediately understood that he wanted to cover the mirror.It meant that he didn't want to see himself.

To be honest, compared to when they first met, Yan Ke was indeed much haggard.But if you are sick, you will inevitably look bad.What's more, he has been bleeding heavily and committed suicide by taking drugs in the past few months, so it's no wonder he is in good spirits.

However, if he doesn't want to see it, he can't.

For Yan Ke's petty thoughts, Ling Lu felt both funny and pitiful.So he took the tape and said, "I'll help you."

Yan Ke looked at his slightly trembling fingers and agreed.

Ling Lu posted half of it, and saw Yan Ke's hesitant face from the remaining half of the mirror.Then he turned around: "What's the matter?"

Yan Ke said helplessly: "The post is crooked. Although I don't have obsessive-compulsive disorder, my uncle is a perfectionist. He will die of pain when he comes back to see it."

Ling Lu was overjoyed when he heard it, and purposely pasted the newspaper crookedly.Yan Ke couldn't stand it anymore, he laughed and pulled him away: "Let me do it."

Yan Ke stretched out his arm, tore off the newspaper on it and pasted it again, but he felt that it was not aligned.After posting it a few times, I feel that it is not as good as Xiaolu's original post.

Ling Lu couldn't help laughing: "You are too short, the top can't reach you."

"But what you posted is also crooked!"

"I'm short too."

"What is your height?"

"175. What about you?"

Yan Ke proudly said: "I'm 178. If you don't believe me, we can compare—" He looked at the mirror subconsciously, only then remembered that the mirror had been covered.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Ling Lu moved a stool over.Yan Ke stood on the small stool, which was convenient, and he could easily align the edge of the newspaper with the top of the mirror.Ling Lu was afraid that he would not be able to stand still, so he stretched out his hand to protect him.Suddenly noticed that his exposed waist was very slender.Comparing it with your hands, it is only about the waist circumference of three palms.

Ling Lu unconsciously stared at his waist, until he got off the stool, his gaze was still chasing.

Then it was covered by clothes and could not be seen.

"It's done." Yan Ke took two steps back, appreciating his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Ling Lu came back to his senses, boooooooooom, his mind exploded.

"Perfect, perfect." Ling Lu was inexplicably guilty, and said while running away, "I'm going to read a book!"

"Well, let's go."

Yan Ke stood alone in the bathroom, looked at the sealed mirror, and touched his face in a daze.

In the next few days, as Yu Cheng said, during the day Ling Lu came to read books and accompany Yan Ke, and at night Yu Cheng came to take over, and Ling Lu returned to the dormitory after dinner.This state lasted harmoniously for a long time, and the reason is simple.

Yu Cheng's cooking is so delicious!

Ling Lu felt that he shouldn't be corrupted by delicious food, but not only could he not stop talking, he even gained two catties.

Ling Lu felt very painful.

Under the care of the two, Yan Ke's physical condition improved day by day.

Yu Cheng was exhausted.

The night shift on weekends was not peaceful, and I rescued two critically ill patients, and I didn't fall asleep until five o'clock in the morning.After finishing his shift the next day, he went to buy groceries first, and then had an outpatient clinic in the afternoon, and it was already 06:30 after the outpatient clinic.

When Yu Cheng returned to the apartment in the evening, Ling Lu saw him and asked, "Did you forget to take off your mask?"

"I have a cold." Yu Cheng's voice was muffled, and he went straight into the kitchen, "Where's Yan Ke?"

"I'm tired from walking in the afternoon and I'm sleeping."

Yu Cheng nodded and said nothing.

Seeing him washing vegetables while wearing a mask, Ling Lu felt a little sorry, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let me help you."

Yu Cheng glanced at him with a smile: "You don't suspect that I have a conspiracy?"

Ling Lu immediately withdrew his hand and said in horror: "Are you pretending to be sick?"

Yu Cheng laughed and coughed twice on purpose, but unexpectedly he couldn't control it, and coughed for a while while clutching his chest.Ling Lu frowned and said, "That's enough, that's enough." Then he sighed and put the vegetables into the water again.

Yu Cheng smiled and said, "You are such a good boy."

Ling Lu looked unhappy: "I don't care if you praise me."

"I'm not complimenting you, I'm just gratified, after all, I didn't misread you." After saying this, he turned around and lit the fire.Ling Lu glanced at him in surprise, feeling an unspeakable complex emotion in his heart.

The meal was ready, Yu Cheng went to the room to wake Yan Ke up.Yan Ke knew that Yu Cheng was ill as soon as he saw the mask, and he knew that he was too tired these days, so he couldn't help but feel guilty.

After eating, Ling Lu went to wash the dishes.Yu Cheng suddenly said that his back was sore, and asked Yan Ke to massage him, and Yan Ke followed him into the small room.

Yu Cheng looked very tired, and he let out a long sigh of relief when he lay down on the bed.Then he pointed out a few acupuncture points on his waist with his backhand and said, "Just press along the bladder meridian."

The bladder meridian opens 0.5 inch and 1 inch beside the spine in the back, and divides into two branches to go from the head to the foot.Although Yan Ke is not good at learning art, he still knows the bladder meridian.He let out a "hmm", sat on the edge of the bed and began to massage Yu Cheng.

Tuina is actually a combination of the two techniques of "pushing" and "taking". In detail, there are specific techniques such as pressing, pointing, pressing, rubbing, and kneading.These operations are simple to say, but actually pay attention to them.Yan Ke didn't know the way, and his fingers were sore after pressing it for a while, so he had to stop and rest.

Yu Cheng smiled and said, "You're using the wrong way, it's too strenuous." Yu Cheng demonstrated it on the pillow and explained it to him in detail.Yan Ke suddenly realized that it really saved a lot of effort to start again.

"The angle matters too. You sit on me."

Yan Ke was surprised: "Can you still do this?"

Yu Cheng smiled: "It's not allowed in the hospital, but you can do it to me."

Yan Ke's heart was inexplicably touched, he responded softly, and climbed onto the bed.

He spread his legs and carefully knelt on both sides of his uncle, but he didn't dare to sit down.

Yu Cheng smiled and said: "It's okay, sit down. You are very light."

But... where to sit?

The waist is definitely not good, and the butt feels weird.That thigh root?

...so sentimental.

Yan Ke hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's better not to sit, isn't it necessary to use the upper body to exert strength?"

He straightened up, trying to keep his weight on his hands.It's almost effortless to press this way.

"Well... that's fine too..." The little uncle seemed very comfortable, his voice was low, like a whisper.

Yan Ke suddenly felt someone at the door, and when he turned around, Ling Lu was staring at them blankly.

Yan Ke stopped and placed his hands casually on Yu Cheng's waist, but it looked like he was caressing: "Xiaolu, are you leaving?"

Ling Lu subconsciously looked at Yu Cheng, meeting Yu Cheng's lazy and blurred eyes.

"...Well. I'm leaving." Ling Lu fled in despair.

The elevator is still on the first floor.Distraught, he didn't want to wait any longer, so he turned his head and turned into the stairwell, running down step by step.He finally calmed down until his legs went limp.Then he turned around and looked at the small room with the lights on.

Suddenly feel very far away.

Vision is a little blurry.He rubbed his eyes and told himself that he had worked too hard recently, so he should pay attention to protecting his eyesight.

Meanwhile, the 27th floor apartment.

Yu Cheng fell asleep.

Even Yan Ke himself didn't believe it, but he actually massaged the little uncle for half an hour.During this period, he knelt numb several times, and when changing positions, he accidentally bumped into the little uncle when he got down on the T, and he was worried that he would be hard.

However... no.

He even secretly pushed his junior uncle's buttocks - this was something that he would have been too hard to think about, but now... he didn't feel it.

When did you become such a pure person?

Yan Ke carefully got off Yu Cheng's body, and then lay down beside him.

Sleeping together like this, my heart is not throbbing like before.He is sure that he still loves the little uncle, but...

No libido.Absolutely not.

Are the side effects of the drug so severe?

The mood was unexpectedly calm.Yan Ke gently pulled the quilt and leaned on Yu Cheng's shoulder.Gradually fall asleep.