Love perfect score

Chapter 46

When Xu Qingqiao took the milk downstairs and went upstairs, Yan Xiaomu had already obediently curled up in the bed by the corners of the quilt, only showing her round eyes and looking at people.

I don't know if Yan Xiaomu is still growing up, but there is no harm in drinking some milk before going to bed to help him sleep, so Xu Qingqiao took the milk and went to the bedside to watch him drink it.

"Actually, I still drink milk before going to bed." Yan Xiaomu bit the straw and said, "But I always forget..."

Yan Xiaomu said again: "Because sometimes I'm too sleepy after taking the medicine and don't remember to drink it... Eh, it's strange, why can't I suck it out?"

Xu Qingqiao wiped the milk stain off the corner of his mouth, "Drink it well, don't bite the straw."

Only then did Yan Xiaomu spit out the straw with an "ah", and found that the round straw had been bitten into a flat by him.

After drinking milk this night, Yan Xiaomu slept better than last night. Xu Qingqiao hugged him and heard his breathing was shallow and even.

Unexpectedly, getting up the next day was not peaceful. She rubbed her eyes red early in the morning. Xu Qingqiao thought that he was emotional again, but when she opened his hand and asked, she realized that it was climbing the mountain yesterday. I have rashes all over my body.

Xu Qingqiao took Yan Xiaomu's hand and looked at it, and saw that the man's elbow was red, and then pulled down his neckline, and saw that the neck and chest were also red.

But Yan Xiaomu didn't cry because of itching.

"I didn't walk much yesterday, you carried me on your back, and even I got prickly heat, wouldn't it be more uncomfortable for you?" Yan Xiaomu cried, choked up, "Have you got prickly heat yet? Have you grown too? Where are you, show me..."

"I haven't grown." Xu Qingqiao couldn't laugh or cry because of his trouble, so he had to take off his shirt to show him.

Yan Xiaomu sneaked a few glances, then felt embarrassed after reading it, and pushed Xu Qingqiao's arm to ask him to put on his clothes.

There is a convenience store downstairs, Xu Qingqiao went to buy a can of baby powder after getting up.

It was the first time I had no experience with it, so I slapped half of the can on Yan Xiaomu's body, including his neck, chest, back, armpits, legs, and the insides of his joints, making his whole body white, only to realize that he had used too much.

Yan Xiaomu sat on the bed with only a pair of underwear on, and was so shy that he kept hiding with his arms folded.

Yan Xiaomu, who had just finished taking body powder, was slippery all over, and Xu Qingqiao couldn't catch it, so he didn't use up the remaining half of the can.

Yan Xiaomu put on the clothes by himself, looked down at his underwear while putting it on, and muttered to himself: "It's so strange, isn't this underwear too small for you?"

Xu Qingqiao helped him pull up the corners of his clothes, followed his train of thought and said, "It's too small, I haven't worn it."

Yan Xiaomu raised his head abruptly: "Then why did you buy it back..."

Xu Qingqiao was so stupid that he had no choice but to sweep his head a few times, and said with a smile, "Because these underwear belong to you."

Yan Xiaomu tilted his head, blushed belatedly after a few seconds, and turned away from looking at people.

When he was nervous, he sat on the bed and couldn't pull up his pajama pants for a long time, so Xu Qingqiao had to help him put them on in the end.

Waking up early, Yan Xiaomu had no appetite, so he lay on the sofa in the living room with his mobile phone in his arms, having fun with Xiaoxiao. He shook his head and didn't see Xu Qingqiao, so he got up and put on his slippers to find someone.

Xu Qingqiao was cutting fruit in the kitchen, just now the pure oatmeal was too bland for Yan Xiaomu to eat, so he added nuts to it now, and added some strawberry pieces and blueberry pieces.

Yan Xiaomu entered the kitchen and saw that the oatmeal had brightened, so he immediately grabbed Xu Qingqiao's arm to try it.

After he tasted it and said it was delicious, Xu Qingqiao fed him a few more mouthfuls. In the end, Yan Xiaomu was fed a whole bowl of oatmeal before he even walked out of the kitchen.

At noon Xu Qingqiao took Yan Xiaomu out to eat, and booked a seat by the window in the tallest building in City A. They ate Spanish seafood risotto. Yan Xiaomu ate very little rice, but Xu Qingqiao ate the tomato meatballs he ordered. Several.

The place to eat is on the 52nd floor. Yan Xiaomu has never been to such a high floor, and his eyes always stay outside the transparent wall.

Yan Xiaomu was still twisting his body to look out the window, when he suddenly heard someone talking at the table.

"Congratulations, gentlemen..."

Yan Xiaomu turned his head and saw a man in uniform standing by the table holding something.

"During the 11th National Day, our store held an event. You are the No.[-] person in the store who placed the order today, so our store specially sent out this gift. I wish you two a happy holiday!"

The item seemed a bit too expensive, it was a Japanese brand handheld game console, but Yan Xiaomu didn't understand this, he just covered his mouth and squinted his eyes to smile.

"We're lucky! We can receive gifts every time we eat!" Yan Xiaomu stuffed the entire box of the game console into his backpack, and the penguin pendant on the backpack flickered along with it.

This store is indeed holding an event, but the gift is only a Spanish travel refrigerator magnet, which can be exchanged for a handheld phone worth thousands of dollars. Naturally, someone has to pay behind the bill.

Xu Qingqiao asked him, "Do you like it?"

Yan Xiaomu nodded his head vigorously several times.

I'm so happy. When I walked out of the restaurant, I held my head very high. With the heavy bag on my back, my back straightened even more.

Originally planned to go to the movies at night, because Yan Xiaomu kept holding the handheld box and watching it over and over again, so Xu Qingqiao took him home in advance, just as the National Day was coming to an end, so Xu Qingqiao sent Yan Xiaomu back tonight, by the way Stay overnight.

Sure enough, as soon as Yan Xiaomu entered the house, he showed Xu Qingqiao around his modest bachelor apartment, brought him a bottle of milk from the refrigerator, squatted down in front of the coffee table, and started tinkering with the game console.

Xu Qingqiao walked over with the milk, knelt down beside him, and said with a smile: "Xiao Mu entertains guests with milk?"

Yan Xiaomu put down the half-opened box of the handheld, and pursed his lips embarrassingly: "I haven't been back for a few days... I didn't boil the water... Besides, I haven't had any guests before..."

The implication is that he will not entertain.

"Why are you so wronged?" Xu Qingqiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and touched the back of his hand, "I said something about you and you are so wronged, good boy, I didn't say anything about you, don't feel wronged."

Seeing Yan Xiaomu started rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, Xu Qingqiao changed the subject and asked him if there was anything in the refrigerator at home.

Yan Xiaomu stopped rubbing his eyes, got up and went to the kitchen.

The space was not big, Yan Xiaomu walked to the kitchen in a few steps, and even when he opened the refrigerator, Xu Qingqiao could clearly see the contents of the refrigerator in the living room.

The fridge was almost empty, save for a large jug of fresh milk and a blackened apple.

He looked around Yan Xiaomu's ten-square-meter rental house a few times, and saw dirty clothes in the laundry basket, instant noodle buckets in the trash can, and unwashed dishes in the kitchen sink. It was left before the National Day, and the culprit was shrinking behind him at this moment, without raising his head.

Xu Qingqiao knew that Yan Xiaomu was never unhygienic or lazy. He would ask to wash the dishes after eating. When I was in middle school, the most troublesome thing about staying overnight at other people's houses was changing underwear. The changed underwear had to be washed by hand in cold water in winter. clean.

Xu Qingqiao didn't say anything to blame, but Yan Xiaomu still cried and shook violently. When Xu Qingqiao hugged her, she kept saying sorry and that she was sloppy.

"What did you say sorry to me?" Xu Qingqiao pressed his shoulders and clasped him into his arms, "Are you living the life yourself? You have to bear the good and the bad. I feel sorry for you, not to blame you, you know Don't know? You just need to be responsible to yourself, and you don't need to say sorry to others."

Xu Qingqiao realized that in Yan Xiaomu's current state, he couldn't live a good life alone, so he had to let Yan Xiaomu move there as soon as possible.

In the evening, Lin Xiangyu just called, and Xu Qingqiao chatted with Lin Xiangyu on Yan Xiaomu's mobile phone, expressing that he would live with Yan Xiaomu soon.

Lin Xiangyu choked up her voice on the other end of the phone: "Is it because he can't take care of himself? Every time he calls him, he only speaks nice things to me. The last time I was there with him, it depends on how he lives. It's a mess, and he refuses to come back..."

Xu Qingqiao's heart sank endlessly, while Yan Xiaomu beside him was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, and the game console in his hand had already been turned on.

After making the phone call, I looked at Yan Xiaomu again, only to find that he had stopped playing, the game console was put aside, and he was just sitting on the sofa with his eyes downcast in a daze, and Xu Qingqiao called him a few times, but he didn't respond.

The most tormenting part of this disease is that patients often get better intermittently, so they think they are cured, until the darkness falls again, and they are once again deeply shrouded by a sense of fate that they can no longer escape, so the more Pessimistic, the more desperate.

It may be that there is no emotion for a long time, or it may be changing all the time, but no matter what it is, because the emotions are uncontrollable, the pain is also uncontrollable.

Ordered takeaway and came in, Yan Xiaomu stopped eating after only two bites, Xu Qingqiao knew that he couldn't get thinner, and if he tried harder on the bed, he was afraid that he would break his bones, and if he lost weight, he might really go to the hospital, so he put him in his arms Li, coaxing him to eat another half bowl.

After dinner Xu Qingqiao started to help him tidy up the house, Yan Xiaomu followed behind and wanted to help, Xu Qingqiao asked him to follow, and the two cleaned up the house together.

After tidying up, Xu Qingqiao took Yan Xiaomu out to throw out the trash, and bought vegetables and daily necessities at a nearby supermarket.

The empty refrigerator was filled to the brim, and Yan Xiaomu was afraid that cooking would be troublesome. Most of what he bought were cooked food or instant dishes, which could be eaten directly after heating. There was no microwave oven in the rented room, but when Xu Qingqiao went out, he saw that the public life of this building There are two microwave ovens in the area that are shared.

Although the house is small, it has good lighting. Although there are no balconies, several large windows are placed together to directly see the night view of the entire city.

The two stood in front of the window watching the night scene, Xu Qingqiao stood behind Yan Xiaomu, hugged Yan Xiaomu into his arms, and talked into his ear.

"Whenever you are ready, you can move in and live with me at any time. I have already said hello to your mother, so don't worry about her not agreeing."

"If you want to change jobs after moving there, I can help you find them together, or you can come to our company, and the company's advertising business can be arranged for you, but the company may be difficult at the beginning, so I don't recommend it. Come here now, I also know people from other advertising companies in City A..."

Yan Xiaomu interrupted him: "Can I go to your company?"

"Yes, if you think you can work now, I will arrange tasks for you. If not, I can support you."

Yan Xiaomu murmured, "I can do it."

Xu Qingqiao knew that Yan Xiaomu had always been self-reliant and self-reliant since he was studying, but he was really worried about his current state, so he discussed with him: "Xiaomu, how about this, you don't work for a while, you take a break , I also just stabilized the company.”

Yan Xiaomu didn't speak, turned back to face Xu Qingqiao, put his arms around his waist, and put his face on his shoulder.

Xu Qingqiao stroked his back and said to him: "You don't need to feel sorry when you are in a bad mood. If you feel tired and unable to do something, we will not do it. Life often has various difficulties, so we have to allow ourselves unhappy."

Xu Qingqiao knew that he had never been a patient person. All his patience and good temper in this life were given to Yan Xiaomu alone, because Yan Xiaomu deserved it.

While hugging Yan Xiaomu, Xu Qingqiao thought of those years again.

I think of Yan Xiaomu coming to him with his arms hanging down and carrying two cups of milk tea on a hot day, and running towards him with a blushing face and grabbing the strap of his schoolbag in the cold weather, and thinking of this man whose face was blown to pieces by the wind on a typhoon day , After breaking up, he shut the door out again...

Love is so simple that it starts with a cup of milk tea, but it is so deep and complicated that it lasts with countless tears and pain.

After stepping into this house, Xu Qingqiao couldn't pretend not to see the paintings all over the walls. They were all the paintings that Yan Xiaomu asked him to borrow to copy. There were too many of them, and the paintings were too good. Same, he will think it is his original work.

Yan Xiaomu's progress was so great that Xu Qingqiao's heart ached just by looking at those paintings.

Yan Xiaomu is not smart, he has continued to love him in such a stupid way for so many years, and the paintings he has clumsily imitated have to be copied countless times before finally appearing in front of him with an appearance that is almost better than the original.

Yan Xiaomu's life is muddled, in this square inch of land, all his heart is on those paintings on the wall.In the center of the wall in the living room, there is a painting, which is the picture of two boys holding hands that Yan Xiaomu painted on the greeting card to Xu Qingqiao back then. Now this painting has been enlarged and hung on the wall, much more than before. A lot of details, drawn with colored pencils, the tall boy on the left is wearing a smoky gray denim jacket, with a faint smile, the shorter boy on the right is wearing a white T-shirt, showing his teeth in a smile, his eyes narrowed into slits, The two held hands tightly, and one of them wore a hound's tail grass ring on the ring finger.

In the lower right corner of each painting, the inscription is "Xiaomu".

It seems that being in love with Xu Qingqiao openly and aboveboard has become a very common thing in Yan Xiaomu's life, so Yan Xiaomu didn't hide or explain these paintings.

He would not know that these paintings, together with his great love, defeated Xu Qingqiao for the first time.

It was obvious that he was sick and suffering, but Xu Qingqiao pressed his face, but also shed tears.