Love, Expired

On Christmas Eve, Qian Weicheng invited several male colleagues to play mahjong in the dormitory.

People and people, the neon shines, walk a few meters, always meet young men and women selling Ping An fruit.

Zhou Hao hasn't observed people in big cities for a long time. Their clothes, their hairstyles, and even their walking posture are all strange to Zhou Hao. He stood in the middle of the square, and it was no longer the small streets and alleys of Suchuan, nor the mulberry forest on the hillside behind his hometown.

He felt sad-lonely because of strangeness, and sad because of loneliness.

Finally, in the laughter of men and women in the diet, Zhou Hao left this commercial street.

When they returned to the dormitory, the group was still playing cards and noisy, Zhou Hao went to the balcony. He hasn't smoked for a long time, he still took out one tonight. On the cigarette lighter, I just took a sip and a WeChat reminder sound came from my mobile phone.

He opened it to look at the photos of Da Mao and Er Mao sent by Xiao Dong. The two fat guys were wearing Christmas hats and also spent Christmas.

Zhou Hao stared at the photo for a long time, with a can't help smile on his face.

Because of the severe cold, the windows of the balcony were frozen and closed inadequately, and the wind from the north came through these small slits. Secretly drilled.

By the time Zhou Hao found them, his upper body felt cold. He sneezed well and hurried back to the room.

Not long after, Yan Ming came with a bag of apples, Qian Weicheng's eyes glanced at him, and his mind was still on the Mahjong table, but his mouth started to be uncontrollable again. It ’s a good idea to give a gift, are you still giving it? ”

Yan Ming smiled and returned to him, "Isn't it because you know that you are here to gather and gamble. There are many people."

"Ah, hey, I want those six." Qian Weicheng didn't have time to make a joke.

All the places in the dormitory were occupied by them playing mahjong. Yan Ming had to sit next to Zhou Hao's bed.

"Tomorrow, go to Teacher Jiang's house for a holiday." Yan Ming said.

"You two are in the world. What am I going to do?"

"This is not my idea. It was invited by our family teacher Jiang. He said that there are so many people. You can call Qian Weicheng too."

Zhou Hao agreed, and he happened to see the open plastic bag on the table. He took out a few pairs of socks from it, "Well, give you Christmas socks."

Qian Weicheng's ears were sharper than anyone's, and he cried, "We brother Hao went to wholesale a few days ago."

Just before going to bed, Zhou Hao received a message from a digital number, "Hao Hao, Happy Christmas Eve!" He didn't bother to respond and went to bed with a sullen head.

The next day, Zhou Hao was lethargic all day long, turning around and forgetting what others should say. The morning is okay, and from 1 to afternoon, the condition is getting worse.

Qian Weicheng noticed his abnormality and saw that his cheeks were red, and he knew that he had a cold and fever.

"Brother Hao, you go back to the dormitory first. Anyway, it will be off in a while. I'll take a leave for you."

Zhou Hao shook his head. "It's okay. I have to go to Ming Ming after work and tell him."

After getting to work, Zhou Hao went to a fruit shop near the hospital and bought some fruits.

The two invited a taxi and headed straight for Zijinming County.

At this time, it was exactly eighteen in the evening.

At the place, the two got out of the car and Qian Weicheng took the initiative to pick up the fruit he bought.

Qian Weicheng was shocked by the small luxury villa. He wanted to whisper something, but when he thought of Zhou Hao's discomfort, he managed his mouth.

The doorbell was pressed, and the person who opened the door was strict.

"You are here, come in quickly." Yan Ming took the fruit from Qian Weicheng and greeted the guests with a smile.

The two entered the villa, first changed their pair of slippers, and then had to look carefully at the layout of the house.

There was actually a Christmas tree in the living room with bells, snowflakes, and small gift boxes ... Yan Ming was really a young man.

Teacher Jiang came out from the kitchen, "All are here, and there are still a few dishes, you can start."

Immediately after, Zhou Hao saw Jiang Yuzheng, who was also carrying a soup bowl. The man should have just arrived from work. He was also wearing a professional elite shirt with sleeves rolled up and an apron tied outside.

"Today's dish is almost made by Yu Han." Jiang Weiyang greeted everyone to come to the table.

Jiang Yuzhen secretly glanced at Zhou Hao, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

It didn't take long for the dishes to be served.

The atmosphere at the dining table was a little awkward, and five of them didn't talk much. Qian Wei's achievements are like having never eaten a full meal, his eyes have not been raised, he just swallows his stuffy head. Zhou Hao had no appetite. After taking a few mouthfuls, he couldn't eat any more. He was groggy and wanted to sleep.

"Hao brother, are you okay."

A word from Qian Weicheng interrupted the invisible embarrassment. Jiang Yuxuan glanced at the little lunatic sitting opposite him, and felt something strange. He asked Qian Weicheng's words, "What about him?"

"Hao brother has a fever today," Qian Weicheng answered truthfully.

Jiang Weiyang thought that there was a plate of paracetamol in his family medical box. "Go upstairs and rest for a while. There are still some antipyretics at home. I'll get them."

Zhou Hao didn't like to be the target of everyone's attention. He insisted that he was fine, just drink some water.

Jiang Weiyang has stood up at this time, "Yu Han, you first lead him to the guest room, I will look for antipyretics."

Jiang Yuxi had a reason to approach the little lunatic, and he stood up, looking at Zhou Hao deeply. Zhou Hao raised his eyelids and went to the room upstairs with him.

The lights in the guest room turned on, and the eyes of the two accidentally bumped into each other.

"I want to sleep for a while." Zhou Haoxian said.

Jiang Yudi heard what the lunatic meant, and he wanted to let himself out.

"You lie down first, I'll get you medicine."

Jiang Yuzhen closed the door and went out.

Zhou Hao looked at this excessively neat and clean bedroom, showing noble nobleness everywhere, and even the carpet around the bed formed a gap with poor people like him.

Zhou Hao was lying on the bed, staring at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

At this moment, he remembered that those men wearing foreign spirits I saw on the street yesterday should also change to a new down jacket. The one on his body was already worn out.

Jiang Yuxi knocked on the door and came in, and saw the lunatic staring stupidly at the ceiling. He walked over, "Get up and take the medicine first."

Zhou Hao sat up and leaned on the back of the bed. He took the glass of water and swallowed the medicine.

"Jiang Yuyu, is your room so big?" The little lunatic asked inexplicably.

For some reason, Jiang Yusong now feels distressed when he hears anything strange from the lunatic. Because of the heavy burden, a person has missed many people in the growth process, as white as a piece of paper, and he wants to accompany him again.

"Well, it's almost big."

Zhou Hao stopped talking, he got into the quilt and closed his eyes.

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In the living room.

Jiang Weiyang guessed something about it and asked Yan Ming to prove it. When Yan Ming saw the serious teacher Jiang, he couldn't hide anything in the fart and said everything.

At this time, Jiang Weiyang smiled.

Yan Ming curiously asked him, "What are you laughing at?"

Jiang Weiyang said, "The child Yu Yu grew old when he was a kid. Like my elder brother, I heard his mother once said that he went to kindergarten when he was a kid, and was pushed by other children from behind while playing slides. Pei. That child did n’t say when he went home. I found out when my aunt bathed him. I called the teacher and knew what was going on. I ca n’t see that the gourd still likes people. ”

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When Jiang Yu came out, he saw the three men talking. He didn't want to join, so he simply returned to the guest room.

Zhou Hao didn't fall asleep. He heard the opening of the door and raised his head slightly. "Go out, I want to sleep."

Jiang Yuzheng heard Ruo Ruowen walk in, he took off his shoes and lay on the bed.

It was just such an unreasonable move that made Zhou Hao stupid and couldn't ask a word.

There was only one quilt on the bed, Jiang Yuzhen lifted the quilt and lay in.

"They are playing downstairs, and I want to sleep, too," Jiang Yudi explained.

Zhou Hao had a mass of paste in his head. He didn't want to talk to him, but just moved to the side. Jiang Yuxi also squeezed over.

The body under the quilt rubbed tightly across the clothes. The rare tranquility, Zhou Hao gradually fell asleep.

In the night, Jiang Yuxi gently hugged the lunatic, stiffened his body, and did not dare to move.

Time ticked away, and the person who had been stiff for a long time suddenly came to the cheek of the lunatic and kissed him secretly.

I tasted the sweetness of the forbidden fruit. At this moment, Jiang Yuzhen really felt it.

In the middle of the night, the temperature of the little lunatic was getting higher and higher, burning and confused, and slang was still being spoken in his mouth. Jiang Yu felt light, and immediately woke up. He touched the little lunatic's forehead and was very hot.

"Haohao." He shouted.

The little lunatic moaned weakly, "Hmm ..."

"Let's go to the hospital?"

"Thirsty, want to drink water ..."

Jiang Yu got up and got out of bed and went to the kitchen to pour him a glass of water and quickly brought it up. Zhou Hao groaned, and the burning in his throat was a little lighter.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

Zhou Hao said blankly, "I won't go."

Helpless, Jiang Yuzheng, "Did you still drink water?"

"Don't drink."

The two lay back on the bed again. Zhou Hao had turned his back on Jiang Yuzhang. He couldn't sleep and turned over, and found that Jiang Yuzhang stared at him with a dim look.

"Jiang Yuyu." Zhou Hao's voice was very low.

"Ok?"

"Merry Christmas." Then he turned away.