Wu Wan

Chapter 34

Jiang Yi was completely confused, the university town was so big and there were so many people, he was like a headless fly, running around in the huge university city, calling Zhao Duobao's name regardless, longing for that little There is very little possibility - Zhao Duobao can respond to him.

But the reality can't be as expected, the night completely enveloped the whole city, the buildings were illuminated with various lights, the students had already returned to their classrooms or dormitories, there were only a few passers-by on the road, and Jiang Yi still couldn't Find Zhao Duobao.

His eyes were flushed with anxiety, his nasal cavity was sour, and bitter water rolled up from his throat one after another.His voice was already hoarse, but he still called Zhao Duobao's name without giving up.

The street lamps on the street have been in disrepair for a long time, and the lights are dim and dim, flickering unclearly. Jiang Yi uses the light from the surrounding buildings to carefully check every possible hiding place for Zhao Duobao.

After going around in a big circle, Jiang Yi somehow arrived at the main entrance of his school.This place is still as it is in memory, even the people in the security room have not changed.

He ran for nearly two hours straight, and his physical strength was gradually exhausted. After dark, the temperature was much lower than during the day, which may be the reason for the cooling down tomorrow, and now the wind is blowing.

"Zhao Duobao."

Jiang Yi took a rest where he was, and continued walking, calling Zhao Duobao's name.

"Eh."

A familiar voice came from the darkness, Jiang Yi suddenly opened his eyes wide, and he called again in disbelief, "Xiaobao?"

"Eh."

Jiang Yi instantly ran towards the source of the sound like crazy, and finally found Zhao Duobao squatting by the flower bed at the school gate. He was squatting in a blind corner of the light. personal.

Zhao Duobao was dressed thinly and the cold wind blew, and now he bent his knees and hugged his legs and curled up into a ball. Jiang Yi hugged him distressedly, rubbing his arms desperately to try to make him warmer, tears unconsciously The ground flowed down the corner of the eye.

Jiang Yi helped Zhao Duobao to stand up on his own, "Xiaobao, let's go home, it's cold outside."

"No."

Jiang Yi was startled, and looked at Zhao Duobao under the faint moonlight, "Xiaobao, how are you?"

Zhao Duobao didn't speak, Jiang Yi panicked and squeezed his arm tightly, "Don't scare me, just say a few more words."

"I'm here to deliver food to Jiang Yi."

As soon as Zhao Duobao finished speaking, Jiang Yi's feet went limp and he almost fell. He hoped that this was just his hallucination.

The memory of that snowy day a few years ago rushed towards him mercilessly, and he became a bystander in the memory, watching himself walk away without looking back, watching Zhao Duobao staring blankly at him. From his own back, he shouted desperately, but couldn't make any sound, and watched all the good things come to an end that evening.

But Zhao Duobao didn't feel his helplessness, and raised the thermos bucket in his hand.

"I'm here to deliver food to Jiang Yi."

There was a fishy sweetness in Jiang Yi's throat, as if he had been punched in the chest by several people, and he was so painful that he couldn't straighten up.He firmly grasped Zhao Duobao's arms, arched his back and lowered his head, as if this would relieve the pain in his chest that was about to be torn apart.

Zhao Duobao held the thermos bucket blankly, the cold wind made him tremble, Jiang Yi took a few deep breaths, and finally regained the strength to speak, but his voice was choked and hoarse, hard to hear or even distinguish the content, "You Don't send him..."

"He'll be hungry if he doesn't eat."

Jiang Yi hugged Zhao Duobao tightly, wishing he could rub him into his own flesh and blood, his tears wet Zhao Duobao's collar like a tide.

"No, no..." As if dazed, Jiang Yi mumbled these two words repeatedly, and he didn't know who he was talking to.

"Does Jiang Yi not want to see me?"

Jiang Yi's eyes were red at the moment, his teeth were embedded in his lips, and blood was oozing from the wound, "No, he is afraid that you will be cold, so go home, okay?" He pulled Zhao Duobao to carry him back , but Zhao Duobao struggled desperately, "Then he won't be able to see me, and he won't be able to eat when he goes home."

Just like that snowy night many years ago, Zhao Duobao rushed to school with a hot meal in his hands, only because he was worried that he would miss out with Jiang Yi and he would not be able to eat a hot meal.

Jiang Yi tightly circled Zhao Duobao's body, tears streaming all over his face, "I am Jiang Yi!" After shouting this sentence, he finally couldn't suppress his emotions and burst into tears.

Zhao Duobao stopped struggling, tilted his head to look at Jiang Yi, and opened the thermos with a smile. There was nothing in it, "Hurry up, it's just made, it's still hot."

Jiang Yi was completely stunned. Zhao Duobao's series of actions caught him off guard. He didn't even know whether Zhao Duobao was still awake.

While he was in a daze, the original smile on Zhao Duobao's face gradually disappeared, the corners of his eyes drooped, and his brows were stained with disappointment, "Do you not like eating, then I will see you off tomorrow come over."

"No." Jiang Yi retorted almost subconsciously, raised his arm to wipe off the undried tears on his face, took the thermos bucket, and pretended to eat, while eating, tears dripped on the inner layer of stainless steel Make a crisp and loud sound.

"I like it, I like it all, I like everything you do..."

Jiang Yi's voice choked up to the point where it was weak and breathy, and came out from the depths of his throat dryly.

He buried his head in the empty thermos, tears soaking the bottom.His lips opened and closed mechanically, mouthful after mouthful of unnecessary food, the cold air was poured into his lungs and stomach from his nose and mouth.

The world finally returned to peace, only the howling cold wind made the national flag fluttering at the school gate.

Zhao Duobao seemed to be tired, with half-closed eyes, squatting on the edge of the flower bed, Jiang Yi covered the thermos bucket, carried Zhao Duobao on his back and walked back.Unable to get a taxi along the way, Jiang Yi walked home with Zhao Duobao on his back.

Zhao Duobao wore too little clothes and was blown in the cold wind all night. Even though Jiang Yi kept sticking to him to transfer heat to him, he still couldn't escape the fever.When he got home, Jiang Yi noticed that something was wrong with Zhao Duobao. His cheeks were flushed and his body was also abnormally red. When he took his temperature, he had a high fever of 39 degrees 7.

He rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find antipyretics, squeezed Zhao Duobao's chin and fed them, but the water couldn't be drunk no matter what.Seeing that the water flowed all over the ground, the medicine was still lying on the tip of the tongue.

The water is poured in and then spit out. If you really don't drink it all the time, I plan to pour it in with my mouth.

Jiang Yi heard his own voice. It was the same tone he used when teasing Zhao Duobao four years ago.

What happened today, those good and bad memories are all found together.

Jiang Yi looked at Zhao Duobao lying on the bed with a flushed face, took a mouthful of water, and fed it into his mouth.The cold water was slightly warmed in his mouth, and then flowed into Zhao Duobao's mouth along their connected lips, and he fed him three mouthfuls before sending down the stubborn antipyretic medicine.

Zhao Duobao was terribly burned all over. Jiang Yi wet the towel and kept wiping his body. His lips were burned and cracked. Jiang Yi found a cotton swab dipped in water and applied it back and forth for him.

After eleven o'clock in the evening, the body temperature dropped.Jiang Yi heaved a sigh of relief, threw the towel aside and didn't bother to care about it, and lay down under the quilt to hug Zhao Duobao.He put his arm under Zhao Duobao's neck, and his chin rested on his forehead. He could press a kiss there by lowering his head slightly. He put his other hand on his waist and put his palm on his back, like coaxing a child. The sleeping mother generally strokes gently.

"Why did you have a fever again?" Jiang Yi's voice came out slowly from the night, "It's all my fault, I didn't even know you ran out. Xiaobao, are you alright? Will you be able to wake up tomorrow morning?" spoke to me?"

Although Jiang Yi is ready for a protracted war and is willing to accept that Zhao Duobao will remain in this state for a long time in the future, he still misses Zhao Duobao who can talk and move, even if he never smiles at him again , Never tell him that you like him again, it's better than the current appearance.

What's more, he is also human, and he will be tired.

"When was the last time you had a fever? Was it the time I was here? Did you not take good care of yourself in the past three years, or why did you become so thin? When I saw you that day, I felt sorry for you. Do you know? You Wake up, okay? You don’t have to worry about life anymore. I’m earning money by working seriously. You can spend every penny with peace of mind. You can buy whatever you want, and you don’t have to eat because it’s cheap .”

"The last time you had a fever, you looked like this, with a flushed face and a peaceful sleeping posture. Remember when I told you, did I ask the landlord for the key? I was worried about you, you fool, I lied to you I’m angry that if you don’t open the door for me, you will believe me. You trust others so easily, how can I let go, how can I not let you stay by my side, there are so many jerks in the world, it’s bad enough for me to meet one , I have done so many excessive things to you, just punish me and give you a safe and secure rest of your life, okay?"

Jiang Yi was still babbling, Zhao Duobao slept soundly because of the fever, nestled in his arms motionless.Jiang Yi's hand climbed to the back of his neck, his fingers wrapped around his hair and twirled around his fingertips, his lips pressed against the broken hair on his forehead, he slowly closed his eyes, and asked a question that could not be answered in a low voice .

"Little Treasure. When you wake up tomorrow, are you still willing to stay by my side? Will you just leave again?"

I am afraid.

Afraid of you leaving, but also afraid of your answer.