Song Yan raised her eyebrows and threatened him: "If you talk more, I'll talk mouth to mouth?"

Yan Zhuo was startled, and quickly stuck out his tongue and took the medicine obediently.

After taking the medicine, Song Yan asked him to lie down on the bed again, and then put the quilt on him, wishing to wrap him into a silkworm chrysalis.

Yan Zhuozhen: "...not really?"

"As for." Song Yan lay down with a serious face, and hugged him from behind, "What if I don't quickly reduce the fever, what if I become a fool?"

Yan Zhuo blinked and asked innocently, "Then will you despise me?"

Song Yan said seriously: "Yes."

Yan Zhuo: "...!"

Seeing that Yan Zhuo was about to explode, Song Yan hurriedly pressed his hands and feet on him: "Just kidding, you are so cute, how could I despise you."

Yan Zhuo was stunned: "Cute? I'm cute?"

Song Yan took his head and arched his neck: "Isn't it?" She looks cute, has a cute personality, and is cute when she is angry.

Yan Zhuo was indignant: "You are cute, your whole family is cute!"

"Really?" Song Yan broke his face and stared at him blankly: "How cute do you think I am?"

Yan Zhuo glanced at him, from collarbone to forehead. have to admit that Song Yanchang's angular face is a perfect man, but he has nothing to do with cuteness.

"Okay, you won." Yan Zhuo said unconvinced.

Seeing him being so playful, Song Yan laughed lowly, and then dropped a kiss on his right cheek.

"Don't kiss," Yan Zhuo wiped his saliva, "it will be contagious."

Song Yan probed again and gently pecked the corner of his mouth: "I'm not afraid."

Che, Yan Zhuo couldn't help laughing, and buried himself in the pillow, he thought indiscriminately: Song Yan is really... getting more and more irritable.

...

After taking the medicine and sleeping again, when Yan Zhuo woke up, the fever had subsided. The quilt and Song Yan made him sweat all over, and even the strands of hair were sticking tightly to his face.

He was still a little confused when he woke up just now, but when he heard the ringing of his mobile phone, he thought he was dreaming.

"Hey—" Yan Zhuo swiped down the screen to connect.

"Yan Yan," was a soft female voice on the other end of the phone, "it's mom."

Yan Zhuo instantly became clear, "Oh". The last time I contacted Liu Yan was the year of the monkey and the month of the monkey. He paused and asked, "What's the matter?"

This polite and indifferent question made Liu Yan uncomfortable. She sighed and said, "It's nothing, it's just that we haven't seen you for a long time. Mom wants to visit you at your school. Okay?"

Liu Yan lives in Nancheng, not far from where Yan Zhuo works. It is more than two hours away, so it is very convenient to go back and forth.

But in the past two years, she has never mentioned to see Yan Zhuo, so this is the first time.

Yan Zhuo was not very happy in his heart, but he didn't know how to refuse. After all, he had no reason to stop a mother from visiting her son.

"Okay?" Liu Yan saw his hesitation and felt a little disappointed. She asked again in a low voice, "Can I go? I just want to see you."

She was so sullen, Yan Zhuo softened, and after a long time said, "Okay."

Liu Yan's sudden visit brought great pressure to both Yan Zhuo and Song Yan.

Especially Yan Zhuo, although he and Liu Ro are not familiar with each other, they are related by blood after all, so he doesn't know how to introduce Song Yan to her mother and introduce his lover as a man. But if he didn't introduce it, it would be unfair to Song Yan. After all, they are in a relationship now, so he still has to give him the respect they deserve.

Ah ah ah irritable, why is it so troublesome.

Yan Zhuo slammed his head on the table. Seeing this, Song Yan lifted his head and comforted him: "Don't worry, I don't care."

Yan Zhuo said in a low voice with a bitter face: "How can it not matter..."

"It really doesn't matter." Song Yan scratched his chin like a dog fight, "Look, Auntie will only stay for two days at most, and the two of you don't communicate closely on weekdays, so it's fine to talk or not."

Yan Zhuo frowned: "...but she will know sooner or later, after all, her son will never get married in this life."

Song Yan didn't like to hear these words anymore, and he raised his face: "Who said you can't get married?"

Yan Zhuo lowered his head and said dejectedly, "How do men and men get married?"

Song Yan squeezed his hand: "Yes, I can do it as long as you want."

This statement is not comfort, it is fact.

Yan Zhuo's eyes lit up and asked, "How to do it?"

As the topic went further and further, Song Yan was helpless: "Now is not the time to talk about this, let's talk about your mother first."

"Oh..." Yan Zhuo nodded and pursed his lips in frustration.

Song Yan said, "After your mother comes, we can do whatever we want. To her, you can introduce me as your friend."

"Then you won't feel wronged?"

"What is wronged?" Song Yan was only afraid that he would make Yan Zhuo wrong. He had failed Yan Zhuo so much in the past, and now he is solemn and trembling at every step.

Song Yan said, "No parent will easily accept that their children are different, especially when..." He thought about the appropriate wording, "...in terms of sexual orientation and feelings. So, slowly It's a very important thing, and we should be careful."

Yan Zhuo nodded stupidly to be taught, and even if Song Yan spoke loudly and rationally, he would still feel a little guilty. Burying himself into Song Yan's arms, Yan Zhuo said, "I will tell everyone one day."

He didn't say anything to tell everyone, but Song Yan understood and understood.

Song Yan rubbed his head with his chin, and said with an "um", "Definitely."

...

It was a Saturday when Liu Yanlai came. It was different from the lively days in the past. There were very few people in the school on Saturday, and it was as quiet as a grass garden.

Song Yan accompanied Yan Zhuo to wait for Liu Yan at the school gate.

Yan Zhuo hooked his pinky finger and said, "Make sure you keep the ring for me."

Song Yan remembered how reluctantly he looked when he took off the ring, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you can't lose it."