bad kid

Chapter 63 Close Touch

Before winter came, Ruan Zhimu's health gradually improved.

The doctor said that although his illness was caused by a fever, in the final analysis it was due to his long-term hard work. His body was overloaded and his constitution was too weak.

Ruan Zhimu asked the doctor: "What do you mean by slowly recuperating?"

Doctor: "Work no more than six hours a day, pay attention to rest, take in more protein and vitamins, exercise properly, and maintain a peaceful mood."

Ruan Zhimu: "Isn't it better to take care of yourself at home?"

The doctor didn't understand, and said: "Of course, a comfortable and familiar environment is conducive to physical recovery."

Yan Yue coughed and interrupted their conversation: "What other medicines do you need? You can make an order. I'll send someone to the pharmacy to pick them up later."

Assistant Xu Can took the doctor out, and there were only two people left in the room.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Today Luo Jiang went to the winery to discuss the list, and Bai Chuan was arrested by his mentor to work, so this was almost the first time the two of them were alone after Ruan Zhimu fell ill.

Ruan Zhimu stared at the black and white squares on the quilt, and Yan Yue stared at the bedside lamp. Neither of them spoke, as if they were suddenly acupunctured at the same time.

A few minutes later, a gust of cold wind slipped in through the gap in the window and got into Ruan Zhimu's open neckline.

Ruan Zhimu was not recovering from his illness, so he shuddered and tucked his neck into his collar.

Suddenly seeing Yan Yue stretching out his hand, and seeing that he was about to touch his clothes, he subconsciously dodged to the side.

Yan Yue's hands froze in mid-air: "...I just want to help you button your clothes."

"Oh," Ruan Zhimu said awkwardly, "I can do it myself."

He lowered his head to button his button, and suddenly heard Yan Yue whisper: "...I'm sorry."

Ruan Zhimu was slightly taken aback.

"Before... I was so stupid. I don't know what happened at that time. It seemed that I completely lost my ability to think and control myself."

"During this period, it made you sick and made you unable to go to work." Yan Yue lowered his head, "It doesn't matter how you want to scold or beat me, I will not resist."

"I won't force you to do things you don't want to do...don't be afraid of me."

Ruan Zhimu buttoned his buttons, was silent for a moment, and asked him, "Can I do whatever I want?"

Yan Yue: "Yes."

Ruan Zhimu: "Then, I want to go home."

Yan Yue's shoulders trembled slightly.

Ruan Zhimu didn't want to quarrel with him, so he discussed with him calmly: "I've lived with you for too long, and the garbage bags at home haven't been thrown away for a long time, and they will get dirty; it's not convenient to continue to live, in case the reporter photographed me , will be scribbled again.”

"I will pretend that what happened during this period of time has never happened, and you don't have to think about making up or apologizing. What happened five years ago was that I was sorry for you, so just treat it as if I was paying off the debt," Ruan Zhimu said. With a wry smile, "Of course, if you think it's not enough..."

Yan Yue frowned when he heard "it never happened".

When I heard "pay off the debt", I wrinkled even tighter.

But he still patiently waited for Ruan Zhimu to finish his big theory of "we owe each other, we repay each other, and then we can settle the two".

When he was tired, Yan Yue said softly: "Well, I think what you said makes sense. It doesn't matter how you want to deal with it, I have no objection."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Is the sun coming out in the west today?

Photographer Yan Da became so talkative.

"If you want to go back, I'll hire someone to help you clean the house first. I haven't cleaned it in the past few days, and I guess a lot of dust has accumulated. The refrigerator, kitchen and bathroom must be carefully cleaned, otherwise there will be smell."

"I have been asking for leave for you at your company. When I go back, I will tell them. I am sorry for meddling in your life before, and I will not interfere with your work in the future."

"I'll drive you there. If you don't want to see me, I'll ask Xu Can to drive you home."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

He suspected that he was in a dream, otherwise how could Yan Yue suddenly become so gentle and caring.

It's all said here, it seems that Ruan Zhimu can't justify not leaving.

He lifted his butt: "Then I..."

"But there is one problem," Yan Yue changed the subject, "If you go home, your health hasn't recovered in the past few days, and you definitely won't be able to go to work right away. You live alone, and you have to go to the hospital for follow-up visits to buy medicine and so on. Yes, it will be very inconvenient."

"I'm equivalent to a freelancer. If I live here, I can take care of you at any time. You can say anything at any time if you need anything."

"I won't force you to do anything again, don't worry."

"So I think...or else, wait until your body fully recovers before leaving," Yan Yue carefully discussed with him, "I asked the doctor, and it will be almost healed in less than half a month. ,Again……"

Yan Yue spoke impeccably, with a low posture, almost begging.

Ruan Zhimu has always been soft and not hard, thinking that it would be inconvenient for him to go home, he hesitated for a moment, and agreed.

This stay is more than a week.

Yan Yue kept his promise and never forced him again.

Except for staring at him to take medicine and eat on time every day, Yan Yue will cooperate immediately no matter what Ruan Zhimu wants to do.

Ruan Zhimu casually mentioned that the steak was a bit salty during lunch, and the meals on the table that night were immediately replaced with light Huaiyang dishes.

Ruan Zhimu accidentally slipped and fell in the shower, and his knee was bruised in the corner of the wall. The next day, the bathroom was covered with non-slip carpets, and the sharp edges and corners were all covered with thick black rubber.

Ruan Zhimu was bored and watched the short video, and watched the flower planting page for a few more seconds. The next day, there were several pots of phalaenopsis and camellias growing lushly on the balcony.

When the weather is good, Ruan Zhimu will also go out for a walk or two.

He walked in front, and Yan Yue followed silently, neither far nor near, always separated by a distance of about three meters.

If Ruan Zhimu turns to the left, he also turns to the left; if Ruan Zhimu turns to the right, he also turns to the right.

Ruan Zhimu sometimes had a whim and deliberately quickened his pace, and Yan Yue followed quickly, like a big, well-behaved and silent follower.

Strange to say, three meters is not a short distance, but every time Ruan Zhimu tripped over a stone/stepped on a missing step and was about to fall, he would always fall steadily into a warm embrace inside.

When Yan Yue waited for him to stand still, he quickly let go of him, stepped back a few steps, and followed him silently with a distance of three meters.

A few days later, Ruan Zhimu went back to the company.

He wanted to take a taxi by himself, but Yan Yue said that he happened to meet a client at a nearby coffee shop and dropped him off by the way, so Ruan Zhimu didn't refuse.

Probably because of Yan Yue's greeting, his superiors were very polite to him, and his colleagues knew that he was recuperating at home, so they expressed their understanding and concern, and warmly welcomed him to recover and return to work as soon as possible.

Ruoruo wiped away tears: "Brother, you haven't come back for so long... I haven't eaten the coffee and bread you bought for a long time."

Miao Miao looked serious: "Brother, you haven't shown up for so long, is it because you have been hidden in a golden house?"

Ruan Zhimu was embarrassed by this little girl for a second, and laughed and scolded: "Stop embarrassing me, I am so old, which rich woman is so blind to hide me."

Ruoruo immediately said: "I, I, I, if I have money, I will be the first to take care of Brother Ruan, tie him to the work station every day to work for me, and I won't have to work, hehe."

Hearing Ruoruo's nonsense, the office burst into laughter.

Ruan Zhimu also laughed, divided the snacks and coffee he brought with everyone, and left before work started in the afternoon.

He had been in the company for less than two hours in total, thinking that Yan Yue must have not finished seeing clients, so he planned to walk home by himself.

After walking a few steps, I heard the slight sound of a car horn coming from beside me.

Yan Yue rolled down the car window and looked at him calmly: "Come up."

Ruan Zhimu was surprised: "Aren't you meeting a client?"

Yan Yue: "Well, it's over."

Ruan Zhimu was a little confused: "What a coincidence? I, I just came out of the company, and you..."

Yan Yue lowered his eyes and did not speak.

In an instant, Ruan Zhimu understood everything.

He is not a fool.These days, he can clearly see Yan Yue's changes, Yan Yue's performance, and Yan Yue's intentions.

No matter how hard he reminded himself not to repeat the same mistakes, he was a human being, not a robot, so how could he control his mood as if he had set a program to make no waves.

When Yan Yue was silently guarding him in the living room, when he was writing recipes on the post-it notes on the refrigerator, half-kneeling on the ground, and carefully covering every inch of the bathroom with a non-slip carpet...

At every moment, he almost blurted out the truth.

Even wood can't help being tempted.

What's more... He has loved this boy for five full years, and he has never wavered for a second.

Before Luo Jiang went on a business trip, he asked him if he wanted to leave.

If he wanted to leave, Luo Jiang could immediately take him out of here. If Yan Yue dared to stop him, Luo Jiang would dare to call the police directly and say that he was illegally detained.

Ruan Zhimu was silent for a long time, then shook his head and refused.

If he really hated staying here, why wait until Luo Jiang came to ask him.

Just like the intimacy of the past few days, if he hadn't longed for this long-overdue lingering lingering deep in his heart, how could he really let Yan Yue do whatever he wanted.

He was never a little sheep who would be bullied.

From childhood to adulthood, Yan Yue was the only one who "bullied" him.

Reason told him that he had to leave as soon as possible.

He struggled for a long time in the contradiction between leaving and staying, and finally succumbed to his true inner desire.

Want to be with him, want to hear his breathing, want to see him every moment.

He despicably gave Yan Yue the right to choose, and persuaded himself with "Yan Yue wants him to stay" - just stay a few more days, just a few days, as compensation for what he owed him in those years.

In fact, the real reason is that he is greedy for everything about Yan Yue, his gaze, and his concern.

Even... the pain he gave him.

The pain is clear enough to make him forget the remorse and regret brought to him by the missed five years.

Pain to him, sweet as honey, sweet as sugar.

-

A week later, Ruan Zhimu was able to walk like a fly, and he couldn't use the excuse of "I have to recuperate at home" to live.

He had to pack up his things one morning, get dressed neatly, and bid farewell to Yan Yue.

"Thank you for your care during these days..."

This kind of scene is actually a bit strange. It is not often that they are in such a state of politeness and alienation, but maybe the relationship between the two of them is too peaceful and quiet these days, so it is not awkward to say it.

No waves could be seen on Yan Yue's face.

He nodded calmly: "Start working tomorrow?"

Ruan Zhimu lowered his head to check if he had brought everything: "Well, I'll go back and clean the house today, I guess the cabinets are covered with dust..."

Yan Yue took a step forward: "I'll see you off?"

Ruan Zhimu hesitated for a moment: "...No, I'll just take a taxi...I've been bothering you for a long time, so I can't let you take it to work later."

Yan Yue's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something for a moment, but he restrained himself.

He nodded politely again: "Then, I'll take you to the side of the road."

Ruan Zhimu: "...Well, thank you."

The next day, Ruan Zhimu returned to work smoothly.

The work content is the same as before, eight in the morning and five in the morning, overtime from time to time, and the rhythm is intense, forcing him to return to his original work intensity immediately.

However, he stayed too comfortably at Yan Yue's house a few days ago, which left him with some sequelae - it is difficult to change from extravagance to frugality, his brain and body seem to become easily tired, and he always wants to rest lazily.

Eating sticky and cold chicken nuggets with potatoes in the company cafeteria, I always think of the delicious meals that were not the same for three meals a day at Yan Yue's house.Yan Yue will carefully ask him about his taste preference before ordering meals every day, will serve him pumpkin soup with his own hands, and will help him shave the bones of crucian carp in advance like taking care of kindergarten children.

In the afternoon, rushing to work and writing scripts, drinking cheap instant coffee with a strong flavor, and thinking of sleepiness in the afternoon a few days ago, reading a book on the balcony and falling asleep, Yan Yue would quietly pick him up and help him Take off your coat and shoes and socks, put in the bed, and tuck in the quilt.

When I take a taxi home at night, I smell the heavy second-hand smoke and gasoline smell in the car, and I feel dizzy because of the speed of the car. I also think that Yan Yue's car is spotless, and he always drives safely, even when he is extremely angry.

……

He seems to be trapped in a Mobius loop called "Yan Yue Gravity". No matter where he goes, the end point only leads to one direction.

Even if he deliberately wants to avoid it, someone will remind him from time to time.

A few days ago, Bai Chuan worked as an ox and a horse for his mentor, and these days he was free again, running to Yan Yue's studio every now and then.

Why did Ruan Zhimu know about this, because every time Bai Chuan went, he would send him a message.

Yan Yue was working hard, Bai Chuan secretly took photos of him working, and sent them to Ruan Zhimu: [I've been working for four hours, won't he be tired? 】

Yan Yue was so sleepy that he fell asleep lying on the table, and Bai Chuan sent another photo: [It feels like he lacks a recliner. 】

Some small fans came to the studio in groups, chasing Yan Yue's enthusiastic confession. Yan Yue hid in Tibet, and finally hid in the bathroom through the back door. Hahahahahaha Boss Yan, who is not afraid of anything, has today. 】

Ruan Zhimu: [There are so many people, it will disturb the work efficiency. 】

Having been in the same room some time ago, he also knew a lot about Yan Yue. Although he was extremely talented, his success did not come by accident.He has extremely high requirements on his works, and if he fails to complete the tasks on time every day, he will ask himself to work overtime indefinitely.

Bai Chuan: [Probably, hey, there is nothing to do when the security guards came just now, there are several underage girls among the fans, who would dare to stop them. 】

Ruan Zhimu was a little worried, and he was absent-minded at work all day.

After get off work, he called Bai Chuan to ask how the situation was going.

Bai Chuan: "An hour ago, Yan Yue patiently finished signing for them, and finally invited everyone away."

Ruan Zhimu breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Chuan added another sentence: "But Yan Yue must work overtime today, and he was delayed by at least four or five hours during the day."

Ruan Zhimu raised his heart again.

Bai Chuan sighed: "Didn't I tell you, yesterday he stayed up until one o'clock in the morning, and today he was so busy that he didn't eat lunch, and it seems that he only planned to use bread for dinner..."

Ruan Zhimu was in a hurry: "Why don't you order him a meal?"

Bai Chuan: "It's not that you don't know, he's a person who doesn't want to die when he's working, as long as he doesn't want to eat, even if it's a Manchurian banquet, he won't take a look at it."

"but……"

Ruan Zhimu asked anxiously, "But what?"

Bai Chuan giggled and said, "However, if it was you, he might be able to listen."

Ruan Zhimu blushed.

After hesitating for a moment, he called the restaurant that Yan Yuechang ordered, ordered some soft porridge and light side dishes, and delivered them to the studio.

-

When Ruan Zhimu appeared at the door of the studio, the lighting board in Xu Can's hand fell to the ground in fright.

"Ruan Ruan Ruan Ruan Ruan..."

"What a big fuss," Bai Chuan said with a little disgust, "It's not like I haven't seen it before, it's like seeing aliens descend on the earth."

Xu Can picked up the light board, but was still in shock.

Please...that's Ruan Zhimu!

He didn't know the relationship between Ruan Zhimu and the boss before, and he foolishly gossiped about the boss being abandoned by his predecessor, but after some time ago, he had already guessed that the relationship between the two was almost inseparable. .

During the day today, he secretly asked Bai Chuan whether Mr. Ruan and his boss had "that kind of relationship" before.

For him as an assistant, it is very important to figure out the boss's interpersonal relationship.

Bai Chuan told him calmly, oh, not only was it that kind of relationship before, but it's even more serious now.The importance of this Mr. Ruan, let’s just put it this way, if you make him happy, it’s not impossible for the boss to show kindness and double your salary; if you don’t take good care of him, the boss will be in a bad mood one day, It is possible to close the studio directly.

Xu Can was startled.

Yan Yue has always been generous to his employees, and his salary is the highest in the entire industry. Although the work is a bit harsh, the employee benefits have always been good, and he doesn't squeeze the employees too much.

So Xu Can has always cherished this job, and sincerely hopes that the boss will continue to win awards and get soft hands, and the studio will continue to prosper.

Hearing Bai Chuan's words, he immediately became nervous, trying to dig out some clues from the details of the two people's relationship they observed before, and find a way to "make Ruan Zhimu happy".

Just as he was thinking hard, when he looked up, he suddenly saw the real person, and he was so frightened that he dropped everything in his hand.

Ruan Zhimu picked up the polished board for him and handed it to him.

Xu Can thanked immediately: "Thank you, Mr. Ruan, you are here today..."

Bai Chuan said with a smile: "He came to help you in a timely manner, to save you."

Before the words finished, a delivery man knocked on the door.

The porridge and side dishes from the restaurant just arrived.

Ruan Zhimu looked around, but didn't see Yan Yue, and suddenly became a little timid.

It seems that before coming, you should call and make an appointment.

Just ran over so recklessly... If Yan Yue happened to be busy, wouldn't it be a mess for him?

Ruan Zhimu was a little frustrated.

This was originally a common practice in social etiquette, but he was so impatient just now that he just called to order food and actually forgot.

He pulled Bai Chuan aside and whispered, "Is Yan Yue busy now? If I'm busy, I'll still..."

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way," Bai Chuan smiled brightly, and suddenly shouted loudly, "Yan Yue, come out to eat!!!"

Everyone was taken aback by Bai Chuan's fierce roar.

A few seconds later, Yan Yue's slightly irritable voice came out: "Did I say, don't call me if I don't come out."

The voice was low and gloomy, like a lion awakened from its deep sleep.

The bodies of several employees trembled.

"Oh?" Bai Chuan was not afraid of him at all, "Brother Ruan will deliver the food himself, if you don't eat, then I—"

boom!

The door of the retouching room suddenly slammed open, and Yan Yue walked out quickly, his hair messed up like a chicken coop, but his eyes eagerly turned to the door, meeting Ruan Zhimu's eyes all of a sudden.

For a moment, there was complete silence in the studio.

The staff all looked at the boss dumbfounded, Yan Yue looked at Ruan Zhimu, Ruan Zhimu was embarrassed by him, blushed and looked away.

Only Bai Chuan sat down at the table heartlessly, and started to eat first: "No one is robbing me, just in time, hehe, this whole bowl of shrimp porridge is mine."

-

Ruan Zhimu bought a lot of dinner, enough for a dozen people in the studio to eat and drink.

Even employees who don't know the inside story, seeing the boss's reaction, know that Ruan Zhimu's status is unusual, and they scramble to get him a chair and pour tea. Seeing that he wants to open the box, they rush up to grab the job. Just ask him to sit. .

Ruan Zhimu was a little embarrassed, but sat down obediently.

Yan Yue was standing opposite him, and when he saw this, he suddenly said: "It's just right, everyone should take a break too. You are all thirsty, does anyone want to drink juice?"

Bai Chuan lala said: "Passion fruit honey water, I chew this when I feel sleepy recently, it's a good thief."

So the employees all agreed with Passion Fruit.

Yan Yue went out, and when he came back, he brought back a dozen cups of passion fruit honey water, put them on the table, and sat down next to Ruan Zhimu's seat on the right.

Ruan Zhimu Yuguang saw Yan Yue sitting on his right, his back was a little tense.

The employees cleared the tables, put the paper, camera and film on other tables, and put the congee and vegetables on the table one by one.

It was the first time that I had dinner with the boss at the same table, and the employees were afraid to show their pride.

Yan Yue and Ruan Zhimu ate without talking, so only Bai Chuan was left talking and berating Fang Qiu.

"I think back then——Brother Bai, when I was in high school, I was the first in the exam. If I didn't take the first place, don't doubt it, it must be that the teacher was afraid of my pride and deliberately deducted a few more points for my composition."

"Your boss, that was also a generation of legends back then. From the counterattack at the bottom of the class to the top five in the class, everyone from the head teacher to the parents was dumbfounded. Do you know how to do it?"

The employees shook their heads.

"Thanks to my tutoring! Do you know what a famous teacher turns out to be an excellent apprentice? Just like me, there is no one in the tutoring market who can't win 100 million now." Bai Chuan was full of enthusiasm, "Oh, there is another reason, you probably can't even dream of it. "

A little girl asked curiously, "What's the reason? Did you eat something like deep-sea fish oil? I heard it's good for exams."

Bai Chuan glanced at Ruan Zhimu: "Want to know? You can ask Brother Ruan."

The little girl didn't know Ruan Zhimu very well, so she hesitated for a while and didn't dare to ask.

"He didn't say it, but I said it," Bai Chuan laughed limply, "Listen well, the answer is..."

"You can't stop your mouth with so much food." Yan Yue stuffed a small milk-flavored steamed bun into his mouth expressionlessly, "Eat yours."

"Uuuuuuu..."

It was quiet again in the studio.

Ruan Zhimu ate his head sullenly, thinking about picking up a piece of fermented bean curd, when he moved his arm, he didn't pay attention and bumped into Yan Yue's elbow.

The keys on the table were knocked to the ground.

"Feel sorry."

Ruan Zhimu hurriedly lowered his head to pick up the key, and at the same time, Yan Yue also bent down.

Both hands touched the key at the same time.

Because the space under the table was too small, the arms of the two collided, and Yan Yue's palm just touched the back of his hand.

A warm and wide palm lightly touched the back of his hand.

...It seems that it has not been so close for a long time.

Since his illness, Yan Yue has been very restrained, walking three meters away from him, with close to zero physical contact, and never contacted by phone or WeChat.

Ruan Zhimu almost thought that he wanted to disappear in his world.

Now that they suddenly touched each other at such a close distance, they could hear each other's breathing rate, Ruan Zhimu's spine seemed to have a burst of electricity, his shoulders shook, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

Before he could react, Yan Yue had already withdrawn his hand and sat up straight again.

The temperature on the back of the hand suddenly disappeared.

Ruan Zhimu picked up the key, hung his head, and continued to eat. There was nothing unusual on the surface.

...but he couldn't lie to himself.

At the moment when the warmth on the back of the hand disappeared, I couldn't deny the depression and bewilderment in my heart.

Yan Yue also seemed to notice that he was in a bad mood, so he sent him home after dinner, and halfway through the drive, he suddenly asked him, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Ruan Zhimu came back to his senses: "No."

Yan Yue: "Thank you for today's dinner."

Ruan Zhimu waved his hand: "It should be, you have always taken care of me..."

Yan Yue: "Why did you suddenly think of bringing dinner? You are not a shareholder of the studio, and you have never been here before."

Ruan Zhimu was a little embarrassed: "I heard from Bai Chuan that you may have to work overtime today. I think you are working too hard, so..."

Yan Yue: "But we don't work overtime today."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Yan Yue: "I originally planned to work overtime, but then I changed my mind. Do you know why?"

Ruan Zhimu thought for a moment anxiously: "Combining work and rest, work more efficiently..."

"Not for that reason."

But for some reason, Yan Yue didn't say anything more.

After sending him to the community, Yan Yue parked the car on the side of the road, carried his computer bag for him, and sent him upstairs.

The two bid farewell at the door.

Ruan Zhimu's eyes were a little sore, I don't know if it was because of the cold wind just now, or something else.

He sniffed, lowered his head, and touched the key in his right pocket: "Then, I will..."

A big cold hand suddenly reached into his pocket.

Ruan Zhimu froze.

Yan Yue covered the back of his hand with his cold palm, looked down at him, and whispered, "Is it because of this that I'm in a bad mood?"

There was a bang in Ruan Zhimu's mind, as if a grand firework had suddenly been set off.

For a moment, no sound can be heard, and no picture can be seen.

All the senses can only feel Yan Yue's hand covering the back of his hand.

It was the same as that kiss back then.

Cold and hot.

The author says:

Yesterday + today, 7000 words~

Two little idiots are learning the correct way to fall in love~

Say #Thank you Baichuan# with me!