The room was silent.

Xiao Yan looked at it so firmly Ye Fei, as if to put their own ideas through the eyes, passed to his heart.

Ye Fei is distressed and powerless, he wanted to tell Yan owl, not a lot of years, only two years; let him not to have unrealistic fantasies, honestly accept the reality.

He can be quiet and dedication to the eyes, to the mouth, then could not say how come.

A long while, he looked up at Yan owl lips and kissed softly said:. "? Yan brother, we make personnel to know fate, the next thing to do not want to worry about the future too much, together, cheer up okay."

Xiao Yan did not fully understand his words, Ye Fei was mistaken in questioning his feelings. Particularly nervously holding Fei Ye, said, "like you", "not unhappy" in dealing seriously like what a world-class project.

Rao is also some sad atmosphere, Ye Fei has also been painting him look silly laugh. He kissed any connection while before pushing him, said:. "Too tired to fly today wanted to go to bed early, I go take a bath."

Yan Xiao said, "good", very consciously let go of his hand.

Ye Fei went to his room to find the original pajamas, Xiao Yan will stand by and watch him, like a big tail strip always followed.

"How?" Ye Fei pulls out a light gray robe, he shook in front of him, teased, "You want me to wash with?"

Yan Xiao some unnaturally away eyes, and said:. "No"

"I did?" Ye Fei wickedly glanced toward his key positions, attached to Yan owl ear gently Breath, "It took a long time who bathroom this morning?"

Yan Xiao Ye Fei waist buckle, eye color gradually deepened.

"Yan brother," Ye Fei lips smile, peering at Xiao Yan, afraid of death continue to tease - dial, "then what you want?"

Yan Xiao Adam's apple rolling a few times, and his bow in the eye. After a moment, dumb channel: "If you want you."

"I do not think OK, tomorrow to do EMG." Ye Fei against his shoulder bored laugh.

When EMG, muscles are in a state of absolute relaxation, tonight strenuous exercise is clearly inappropriate.

"Next time," Ye crimson lips slightly open, low voice warm - Mei said, "I'm clean as you get."

Then, Xiao Yan in the lower abdomen touched one, humming a song into the bathroom. Xiao Yan did not find overcast, full of aggressive eyes have been nailed him.

After Ye Fei out, he went straight to the room Yan owl. A door, he laughed.

Dark bedside table would have been heavy and serious, but at the moment, but put on top of a furry little turtle, and it would undermine the overall style of the room.

"Also keep it," Ye Fei climbed into bed, cheap hand to poke at the shell, "I have people here, this is ugly not pull a few things to throw it."

Xiao Yan said, "Do not," Ye Fei hugs from behind.

Ye Fei smiled obediently relax the body, according to off the bedside lamp.

So far, this put a big bed for a few years, it's finally have another owner.

Ye Fei originally thought he would sleep well, after all, just the two determine the relationship, but also a fine - force - exuberant age, rub - gun - go - fire is inevitable.

But the real Xiao Yan lying in his arms, sniffing him a light shower gel smell. Ye Fei heart of what a hodgepodge of thoughts are gone, just feel a peace, even when sleep did not know the past.

Good night's sleep, woke up again, it is already the next morning.

Ye Fei squints slow the slow, consciousness gradually withdrawn from circulation. He moved a little, head Yan Xiao's voice came immediately:. "Ye Fei, early"

Ye Fei turned around, being right on the Ching Ming Yan owl eyes.

"Wake up long ago?" Ye Fei rubbed her eyes, lifted the quilt and sat up, "Why didn't you get up?"

Yan Xiao pulled the nightgown up for him and said, "I want to stay with you for a while."

Ye Fei yawned, leaned against him like she was boneless, and asked, "How did you arrange it today?"

"Go for the genetic test first," Yan Xiao told him, "and then do the EMG."

He paused, hugged Ye Fei tighter, and said in a low voice, "It might hurt a bit."

"Small idea," Ye Fei smiled indifferently, pretending to be relaxed, "It's just checking, how much pain can it hurt."

Knowing that Yan Xiao was worried and didn't want to talk too much about this issue, he changed the subject without a trace: "Get up, pack up and go quickly, check and finish early."

Yan Xiao said "OK" and went to the bathroom with him.

It was past nine o'clock when the two of them finished their breakfast and went out. The driver dutifully waited at the door and drove them to the hospital.

Genetic testing is very simple, just draw a tube of blood, but electromyography is the trouble.

Because Ye Fei did not have any symptoms of ALS for the time being, the doctor could not determine the location of his lesions, so he could only do a whole-body electromyogram.

"I just asked, it will take at least three hours," Ye Fei said to Yan Xiao while signing the informed letter, "Don't wait here, doesn't the company have something else to do? Just let the driver stay, otherwise Cheng Minghao is going to protest with you."

Yan Xiao looked at Ye Fei, said "I'm not busy", and then said "I'm not leaving", looking very persistent.

Ye Fei had no choice but to hand the letter of knowledge to the nurse who was waiting beside her, and said, "Then have someone bring the computer over and find a place in the corridor to sit and work."

Yan Xiao still refused.

"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao called his name and said, "I can't hold anything in my mind now except you."

Ye Fei was stunned, then smiled relievedly: "Okay, then wait for me to come out."

Ye Fei had a lumbar puncture in her previous life and a muscle biopsy in this life. He thought EMG would be a piece of cake for him, but he miscalculated.

He was still in a cold sweat as the long electrode needle stabbed into his flesh and stabbed and shocked.

"It's alright, relax," the kind-looking female doctor comforted him gently, "the place where the tiger's mouth really hurts, it will be much better in the future."

"Well," Ye Fei accepted her kindness, and continued after the moment of pain had passed, "I can also feel the feeling of Ziwei."

The female doctor was amused by him: "You mean I'm Mama Rong?"

"Who said that?" Ye Fei raised her eyebrows, "How come you have something to do with your mama all over your body?"

"It's no use flattering." The female doctor stabbed a needle into his biceps, looked for nerves from different angles, and smiled, "It has to be pierced."

Ye Fei groaned, and the physiological tears overflowed uncontrollably.

"How many needles will I need?" In order to divert her attention, Ye Fei found a topic to chat with the doctor.

"Forty to fifty," the female doctor continued to fiddle with the needle without raising her head. "It's more difficult to do the whole body, so be patient."

Ye Fei's eyes darkened, and she suddenly regretted agreeing to Yan Xiao's visit.

The female doctor's technique is very good, and she is very accurate in finding nerves. Rao was like this, Ye Fei couldn't get up after she was done.

He was confused, most of his hair was wet with cold sweat, and he didn't even know when Yan Xiao came in.

"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao's face turned pale, as if he had also done an EMG with Ye Fei. He wanted to hug Ye Fei, but was worried about touching his wound, so he could only stand by the head of the bed with his hands tied, comforting him clumsily over and over again, "It's alright, it's alright."

Ye Fei seems to be free and easy, and doesn't care about anything, but in fact has a lot of concerns. Since I was a child, I had to rely on myself for everything, so I developed a temperament with strong self-esteem and never willing to show weakness in front of others.

But now, when Yan Xiao's concerned eyes were met, his prepared disguises all disappeared.

"Brother Yan," he closed his eyes, his voice was very soft, as if it would dissipate when the wind blows, "I'm so hurt."

"Just this time," Yan Xiao took out a tissue, wiped his sweat clumsily, and kissed his face lightly, "I won't let you hurt again."

Ye Fei thought it was funny and wanted to ask Yan Xiao how to guarantee this. But he really didn't have the strength to speak, so he just smiled reluctantly as a response.

After lying in bed for more than half an hour, Ye Fei felt that she was almost recovered, so she left the hospital with Yan Xiao. During this period, Yan Xiao exaggeratedly wanted to carry him back, but Ye Fei sternly refused.

"It hurts when the needle is poked inside," Ye Fei said as she got into the car and chuckled, "It's healed now, so squeamish."

Yan Xiao turned a deaf ear, and carefully fastened his seat belt. Instructed the driver to reduce the speed to a minimum, and drove home like a snail crawling all the way.

EMG results will be available tomorrow, and genetic testing will take about ten days.

Ye Fei could clearly feel that Yan Xiao was a little anxious. Although he couldn't see it on his face, he checked the mailbox for receiving the test report every hour on average.

Ye Fei sighed, not knowing how to make him feel better. Recalling that heard someone say that it would be much better to eat sweets when was in a bad mood, so walked into the kitchen.

The only sweets at home are those Haagen-Dazs that Yan Xiao hoarded.

Ye Fei opened the freezer layer of the refrigerator and was stunned.

Where Haagen-Dazs was originally placed, a pile of old popsicles are neatly stacked.

Ye Fei didn't think much about it and took two of them. Losing one to Yan Xiao, he said while unpacking: "You change your taste fast enough."

Yan Xiao looked at him quietly and said, "Don't you like it?"

Ye Fei was surprised: "What am I—"

Ye Fei's voice stopped abruptly, and the conversation she once had with Yan Xiao instantly came to mind.

"What do you like?"

- "Not sweet."

"for example?"

- "Old Popsicle."

He said a word casually, and he forgot it, but Yan Xiao always remembered it.

"How did you know that I would come?" Ye Fei was silent for a long time, then raised her head and asked Yan Xiao, "What if I didn't promise you and I didn't come?"

"I don't know." Yan Xiao said.

He tore open the wrapping paper covered with ice crystals, stuffed the peeled root into Ye Fei's hand, and said slowly, "I just want you to be able to eat it right away when you want it."

The author has something to say: EMG refers to the cases of Post Bar and Zhihu~