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Ch21 - Wontons
Xu ChengYan couldn’t remember how long he stayed in that study, until it was almost dawn, he walked out of the study in a daze.
His eyes were slightly swollen. Xu ChengYan went to wash his face with cold water, and when he looked up at the mirror, he saw that he looked very pathetic in the mirror, his eyes were so swollen that one could even see the signs that he had cried.
His body was too tired, Xu ChengYan returned to the bedroom, lay on the bed with closed eyes, but couldn’t fall asleep.
As long as he closed his eyes, those pictures of XianSheng and the young master would automatically appear in his mind.
After Xu ChengYan finally fell asleep, he would always wake up intermittently, and he couldn’t sleep peacefully at all.
And XianSheng had not come back yet, he should still be with the young master in the hospital.
Xu ChengYan was on the bed, thinking for a long time by himself.
In the end, he still took the phone and called XianSheng.
After the call was connected, Xu ChengYan cried out: “XianSheng.”
“Umm.” The voice on the other end of the phone was still a little indifferent.
Xu ChengYan controlled his emotions and said slowly, “XianSheng, I’ve thought about it, we ——”
He had only said that and Xu ChengYan heard a faint voice from the other end of the phone.
“He Yang, it’s a little hot

”
“Put it on the table first and drink it later.”
He Yang’s voice was very gentle, and he was talking to another person in a gentle tone.
Xu ChengYan listened to the movement on the phone and remained silent.
After a while, He Yang said to the phone: “Is there anything else?”
Xu ChengYan lowered his head and said a few syllables with some difficulty: “No more.”
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He Yang on the other end of the phone didn’t care, just casually said: “M-hm.”
After the call, Xu ChengYan slowly got up, came to the kitchen, and rummaged through the refrigerator.
There happened to be the last portion of wontons left in the refrigerator. Xu ChengYan cooked the wontons and packed them in a thermal lunch box.
Not long after, Uncle Zhou came.
Uncle Zhou: “Young Master He asked me to bring the laptop.”
Xu ChengYan went to the bedroom and put the laptop in the laptop bag. When he handed the laptop bag to Uncle Zhou, he asked casually, “Is Uncle Zhou going to the hospital? “
“Yeah.” Uncle Zhou said, “Young Master He seems to be visiting friends in the hospital

 He couldn’t walk away, he said he had to work in the hospital.”
Xu ChengYan lowered his eyes and said nothing, just gave the lunch box to Uncle Zhou together (with the bag).
This may be the last bowl of wontons he made for XianSheng.
When Uncle Zhou came to the hospital, He Yang was eating with Shen XiuZhu by the hospital bed.
There was a small dining table beside the bed with some light dishes on it, but Shen XiuZhu only ate a little, then put down his chopsticks and didn’t eat any more.
He Yang glanced at the dining table and found that most of the dishes had not been touched, so he asked, “You don’t like it?”
“No.” Shen XiuZhu shook his head slightly, and whispered a little embarrassedly: “It may be because of the cold, I have no appetite

.”
“Put on more clothes, don’t catch a cold next time.”
“I’ll pay attention.” Shen XiuZhu laughed, revealing small dimples on his face.
He Yang: “Sleep for a while?”
“Hmm.” Shen XiuZhu obediently got down, laying on the bed and obediently got under the quilt.
The nurse took away the dishes on the table, and Uncle Zhou also handed over the laptop bag.
“Young Master He.” Uncle Zhou then put the thermal lunch box on the table, opened the lid, and said, “Mr. Xu asked me to bring the wontons.”
He Yang glanced at it, and as he had just taken the spoon, he suddenly heard a loud cough from the bed.
Shen XiuZhu curled up in a ball on the bed with a painful expression, looking a little uncomfortable, and because of the cough, the corners of his eyes were a little red.
He Yang hurriedly leaned over, patted Shen XiuZhu lightly, and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Shen XiuZhu’s eyes were red and he calmed down after a while. He propped his body up a little, looked at the wontons on the table and said weakly: “Maybe because the wontons smell a little oily, I feel a little uncomfortable when I smell that
..”
He Yang glanced at the thermal lunch box on the table, and said lightly: “Uncle Zhou, take the things away.”
“Eh?” Uncle Zhou was stunned, but he still had to follow the instructions, “Okay.”
Uncle Zhou put away the lunch box and prepared to take it back.
Shen XiuZhu grabbed He Yang’s arm and said, “Actually, it’s not that bad. It’s OK if I just endure the smell for a while and you don’t need to take it away.”
He Yang looked over, helped Shen XiuZhu cover the quilt, and said softly, “If you feel uncomfortable, don’t tolerate it.”
It’s just a bowl of wontons anyway.
He Yang stayed in the hospital until the evening, until it was confirmed that Shen XiuZhu was in a better condition, and only then he left.
When he got back to the apartment, the apartment was pitch black.
Turning on the light, He Yang was about to go back to the bedroom when he suddenly noticed a figure sleeping on the sofa.
The black-haired young man was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, and was sleeping soundly. He only had a loose robe on his body, and the neckline was still open.
On the table next to it, there was the lunch box with the wontons inside.
He Yang walked over to the sofa and whispered, “Yanyan.”
Xu ChengYan woke up in a daze, and he was not fully awake yet, “XianSheng?”
He Yang asked, “Why are you sleeping on the sofa?”
“Waiting for XianSheng to come back.” Xu ChengYan replied and propped himself up. He then looked at the lunch box, and asked, “XianSheng, do you want something to eat tonight?”
He Yang: “I have eaten.”
The tone of the conversation between the two was still the same as usual, as if nothing had happened.
He Yang stretched out his hand, rubbed the young man’s head, and noticed that the other party’s eyes seemed to be a little red and swollen, so he asked, “What’s wrong with your eyes?”
Xu ChengYan held that hand beside his face and whispered, “I slept for too long during the day, it’s a little swollen.”
He Yang looked at the docile young man in front of him, and because the robe on the young man was not properly worn, from his point of view, he could fully see the view inside the robe.
He Yang didn’t say a word, just leaned over a little, pressed on the young man, and put a hand in from under the robe.
Xu ChengYan also understood what the man wanted to do, and obediently lay on the sofa, cooperating with the man’s movements.
The suit jacket was thrown on the floor. He Yang crouched on the young man, bowed his head and left a hickey on the young man’s white collarbone.
Xu ChengYan raised his head, moaning softly, hugging the man’s shoulder with one hand, and touching the man with the other hand.
“XianSheng.” Xu ChengYan grabbed the necktie, looked up, and asked, “Do you want to use the necktie?”
“Yeah.” He Yang took off his tie, and covered the young man’s peach blossom eyes.
The body temperature was getting higher and higher. Xu ChengYan hugged the man’s shoulder and was extremely cooperative.
Immersed himself in joy.