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An Jing did not return to the training base until the next evening.

Some dumplings made yesterday were left in the refrigerator. He steamed some by himself and planned to put them in an insulated box. Anyway, it was not difficult to make dumplings. Lu Yuqi was a good boy.

At that time, An Yu was coming out of the gym. In order to regain his dear abdominal muscles, he exercised for two hours. He was hungry and ran into the kitchen smelling the fragrance.

"Yo, big brother is cooking dumplings, I happen to be hungry." After speaking, he picked up the bowl and chopsticks consciously, and stared at the steaming dumplings in the pot.

When he was about to stretch out his chopsticks, he was slapped away mercilessly by his elder brother.

"Boom, cook when you're hungry."

An Yu: "…"

He watched An Jing open the insulation box and put the dumplings in the pot into it. He didn't even bother to eat them, so he raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Brother, I didn't expect you to be so virtuous. You will cook the dumplings with your own hands. Who do you feed it?"

"Say, is it for my future sister-in-law?"

An Jing said no, "for the puppy."

"..." An Yu suddenly felt sad, pointed at his eldest brother with trembling fingers, and complained angrily, "So you would rather feed a dog than your dear brother?"

He's not even a dog, right?

"Big brother and second brother, are you cooking dumplings?" An Qingyan had just finished making a set of math papers, and when he got down to breathe, he heard the movement and walked into the kitchen.

After An Jing finished loading, he closed the lid of the thermal insulation box, turned back and smiled at An Qingyan, "Yan Yan, there are still some dumplings left in the pot, if you want to eat it, big brother will put it in a bowl for you."

An Yu: "???"

An Qingyan said no, he wasn't hungry, so An Jing put the rest of the dumplings in a bowl, handed them to An Yu, patted his shoulder, "Eat, you must have practiced in the gym for so long just now. Hungry, eat more."

An Yu: "..." You didn't say that just now!

"Yan Yan, the big brother will leave first."

"Okay, bye bro."

After the eldest brother left, An Qingyan looked at his second brother looking down at the dumplings in the bowl hesitantly, and said thoughtfully, "Second brother, it's okay to eat, I don't think you are fat, really."

"..." The second brother raised his hand and wiped a handful of bitter tears. He held back the bowl of fragrant dumplings and put down the bowl of fragrant dumplings. He patted the younger brother on the shoulder, "Brother, you don't understand.

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When Lu Yuqi woke up this morning, he felt dizzy and swollen, and his body was also hot. He was probably sweating because he practiced too late last night. He took a shower with cold water and had a fever.

He didn't take it seriously, insisted he didn't tell anyone, and continued to practice.

At noon, he couldn't hold it any longer, and the burning got worse and worse, and he almost fell to the floor. Only then did the staff discover his abnormality and hurriedly sent the person to the hospital for drips.

In the evening, Lu Yuqi's fever subsided a little. His physique was good and he recovered quickly. Lying on the hospital bed was too boring, so he took out his mobile phone and played games to pass the time.

His brother Lu Sheng called him.

"I heard that you have a fever, are you feeling better now?"

"It's fine." Lu Yuqi pouted helplessly, not knowing where his brother got the news, "It's just a minor illness, they insisted on taking me to the hospital."

"Stay well in the hospital, don't play with your phone." Speaking of this, Lu Sheng remembered what happened yesterday, and he said helplessly:

"Lu Yuqi, don't think I don't know how many mobile phones you have secretly hidden. You play secretly, and you blatantly give An Jing a thumbs up. What are you trying to do?"

Lu Yuqi: "It's nothing, just order what you want."

Lu Sheng: "You really like him that much?"

Hearing this, the boy's hand holding the phone clenched tightly, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he didn't intend to answer the question, "I want to play a game, so hang up first."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

On the other side, Lu Sheng shook his head helplessly. His younger brother had been stubborn like a donkey since he was a child. He didn't listen to persuasion. Once something was decided, even ten oxen would not be able to pull it back.

Speaking of playing games, Lu Yuqi didn't care so much, and unknowingly opened Weibo, clicked on the familiar avatar, and looked back and forth at the few messages in the private message.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

Lu Yuqi looked around, and after seeing who was standing outside, he trembled in his heart, and immediately quit Weibo, and that person also pushed the door and walked in, carrying a insulated lunch box in his hand.

"I heard from the staff that you are sick." An Jing said, pulled out the chair and sat beside the hospital bed, and placed the thermal insulation box on the bedside table. He looked at the haggard boy in front of him.

Lu Yuqi restrained his expression, still his usual arrogant expression, without saying hello to An Jing, he said directly, "Why are you here?"

This kid will only call him Teacher An when he is joking or being weird, calling him "you".

He didn't answer the question, "How do you feel?" After that, he raised his hand and touched the other's forehead with the back of his hand, without noticing the other's uncomfortable expression, and concluded, "It's a little hot."

After saying that, he put down his hand.

He just returned to the training base and learned from the staff that Lu Yuqi had a fever, but he didn't need to visit because of a minor illness, but these dumplings can't be boiled for nothing.

So it's still here.

Lu Yuqi's hand that was still holding the phone tightened silently, he pursed his lips, and there seemed to be a touch of the back of a man's hand on his forehead.

An Jing asked: "How do you feel? Are you uncomfortable?"

In fact, it's almost better, and he was able to talk back to his brother just now, but now Lu Yuqi still frowned slightly, his voice revealing a sickly hoarseness: "It's a little uncomfortable, I have a headache."

Hearing this, An Jing picked up the disposable cup on the bedside table. There was still half a cup of water in it, but it was cold. He poured some hot water again, and then handed it to the sick bed, who looked really weak. people.

He watched the boy take the cup and lowered his head to take two sips.

Tsk... Usually he looks like he is showing his teeth and claws, but when he is sick, he looks a little more obedient, but he is a child of the same age as Yan Yan.

"Tell others when you are sick, don't hold on, what if you burn yourself stupid?"

Lu Yuqi lowered his eyes and hummed.

An Jing became more and more surprised, and even a little flattered. The kid didn't refute it. It seemed that it was because of his illness. He didn't know what to say for a while.

Glancing at the insulation box on the bedside table, he remembered the purpose of coming here, and asked again, "Have you eaten yet?"

It was already dark outside the window at this time. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening. Lu Yuqi had eaten two hours ago, but he had no appetite and didn't eat much.

He didn't change his face and said no.

An Jing took the lunch box logically and unscrewed the lid. The heat preservation effect of the lunch box was very good, the dumplings inside were still steaming, and the fragrance spread in the small ward.

After Lu Yuqi saw what was inside, he couldn't help being stunned. He just wanted to find a reason to send a message to An Jing yesterday, but he never thought that An Jing would actually bring dumplings for him to eat.

He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

The next second, I heard the man's magnetic voice ringing in my ears: "I steamed the dumplings left over yesterday for you myself. Don't give up face, you kid, you have to eat them up."

"That must be hard to eat." Lu Yuqi said hard.

Now, he started to hate people again, An Jing ignored him, he set up a small table and put the lunch box on it, and put the chopsticks into the other's hands, "Eat it while it's hot."

Lu Yuqi looked at the thin-skinned and filled dumplings in the lunch box, paused for a moment with his chopsticks, moved his lips, and said thank you a little uncomfortably, then lowered his head and started eating.

The dumplings were delicious, but he didn't care much about the taste.

In his mind, he only remembered that this was made by An Jing for him, and brought it to him from home. Thinking of this, the corners of the boy's lips raised slightly in a place where the man couldn't see it.

An Jing asked him, "How is it, is it delicious?"

With half a dumpling still in his mouth, he said vaguely, "It's okay."

An Jing couldn't help but smiled, leaned over slightly, raised his hand and rubbed the young man's head, after rubbing he was stunned, and then silently withdrew his hand.

This kid is not as good as Yan Yan. If he rubbed it, he might explode his hair. He calmly observed Lu Yuqi's reaction, but it didn't explode. The other party just froze for a moment, as if nothing happened, and continued eat.

He was a little puzzled for a while, and looked at Lu Yuqi with exploratory eyes, and found that the other party's ears were turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

how? Burning again?

Lu Yuqi couldn't hold back, and finally looked up at the man who had been staring at him. The expression on his face and the tone of his voice were a bit fierce, "What are you looking at me for?"

"Angry?" An Jing looked away awkwardly and stood up casually, "Okay, then I won't disturb you, eat slowly, and I'll go back first."

Lu Yuqi didn't speak. From the corner of his eye, he watched the tall man's back leave the ward, and finally disappeared. He retracted his gaze, looked at the dumplings in front of him in silence, then raised his hand and touched the back of his head, which was where An Jing touched just now.

He wasn't angry.

I just can't stand being stared at like this.

My ears are hot and my heart is hot.

He was eating dumplings, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise quietly again, like a cat that stole fishy, ​​but after hearing the sound of footsteps getting closer, he instantly restrained himself.

"By the way, take a good rest when you're full, and stop playing with your phone." An Jing, who suddenly turned back, stood at the door of the ward and instructed worriedly.

Lu Yuqi hummed, "Got it."

At this time, he hoped that An Jing would leave quickly.

But the other party came in and said, "By the way, let's add a WeChat, you scan me or I scan you."

Lu Yuqi: "...whatever."