Today's Mr. Li is uncharacteristically, without the indifference of the past.

After Li Zhi came in, he quietly looked at him a few more times, then turned his eyes away, and said to them, "It's really nothing, it's just ordinary pneumonia, and it will be fine after two days of infusion."

When Yan Qiu heard this, his heart that had been hanging was relieved for a moment.

But still not completely relieved, so want to stay with him.

Mr. Li naturally refused, and urged them to go back, "Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, it is unlucky to come to the hospital, you should go home quickly."

But how could Yan Qiu feel relieved, so he shook his head and sat down in front of his hospital bed stubbornly.

Mr. Li couldn't drive them away, so he had no choice but to give up.

Yan Qiu knew that the Li family was most particular about these old etiquettes, and was afraid that Mr. Li would be in a bad mood because he was hospitalized today, so he tried every means to chat with him about various topics, divert his attention, and make him happy.

Li Zhi didn't join, but just sat on the sofa beside him, watching them silently and quietly.

Yan Qiu caught a glimpse of the handkerchief embroidered with eustoma embroidered in old man Li's hand, and suddenly remembered the eustoma flowers all over the mountains and fields that he had seen in the ancestral house of Li's family.

Instantly realized who gave this handkerchief.

But he had just learned about the painful past of the previous generation of the Li family, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

However, I didn't expect Mr. Li to notice his gaze, but he took the initiative to lift up the handkerchief in his hand and asked, "Does it look good?"

Yan Qiu nodded, and sincerely praised: "It looks good."

Mr. Li has reached the age of Zhang Dynasty, but when he heard his words, he suddenly smiled a little embarrassedly.

He seemed to want to show off, but he was afraid of being too obvious, so he tried his best to control the expression on his face, and said reservedly: "Your teacher gave it to me when I was young."

Yan Qiu did not expect that Mrs. Li would take the initiative to mention Mrs. Li. He thought that the sad past would be buried forever with Mrs. Li's departure.

"This is a gift she gave me when we first got married. I gave her a bracelet, and she gave me a handkerchief, embroidered by myself."

If you don't write love words or poems, Fang Supa sends lovesickness.

This is the unique way of expressing feelings in that era.

Yan Qiu felt emotional when he heard this, Mr. Li is 80 years old this year, at least decades ago when he was young, but the handkerchief in front of him is still brand new, without the slightest old meaning, so it can be seen that Mr. LiHow well it has been kept over the years.

Mr. Li is introverted after all, so the biggest show off is just a sentence, "I embroidered it by myself."

I can't say more.

But Yan Qiu could still feel the affection hidden in this small handkerchief and a few short words.

"You kept this handkerchief really well." Yan Qiu said.

"I keep it on weekdays, but for some reason these two days, I always want to take it out and have a look."

As Mr. Li said, he looked down at the handkerchief in his hand. The fingers holding the handkerchief slightly exerted force, as if he wanted to grasp it tightly, but he was afraid that the handkerchief would be hurt by too much force.

"Master..." For some reason, Yan Qiu looked at Mr. Li's eyes and always felt like crying.

Sensing the change in his mood, old man Li turned his head, as if trying to comfort him.

However, before he could speak, he suddenly became short of breath, so he quickly turned his head away, and then coughed violently.

While coughing, he removed the handkerchief in his hand.

Yan Qiu quickly stood up and patted his back, Li Zhi also stood up when he saw this.

Grandpa Li was still coughing non-stop.

"I'll go to the doctor." Li Zhi said.

"It's okay." Mr. Li replied, suppressing his cough.

However, Li Zhi didn't listen at all, turned around and walked out.

After the doctor came over, he checked the situation and prescribed some medicine.

Then reassure them not to worry too much, just wait for the inflammation in the lungs to subside.

After finishing speaking, he seemed to want to say something, but was forced back by Mr. Li's eyes.

Although the doctor said it easily, for some reason, Yan Qiu still felt a little uneasy, so he couldn't help asking: "Doctor, when will my master recover from his illness?"

The doctor didn't answer directly, but said: "Take good care of yourself, it's normal when you get old, there's no big problem."

After finishing speaking, he walked out without hesitation.

After Yan Qiu chatted with Mr. Li for a while, he became sleepy, so Yan Qiu helped him to lie down, and after a while, Mr. Li fell into a deep sleep.

Before going to bed, he folded the handkerchief neatly and put it in the front pocket of the hospital gown.

Seeing that Mr. Li was asleep, Yan Qiu dragged Li Zhi out of the ward.

After reaching the corridor of the hospital, he whispered, "I'll go back and make some nourishing soup, and you stay here with Master."

After listening, Li Zhi said, "I'll go, you stay with Grandpa."

Yan Qiu's original intention was to give them a chance to be alone, so he naturally refused, and asked, "Can you make pork rib soup?"

Li Zhi was silent as expected.

"I'll be back soon." Seeing that he hesitated, Yan Qiu quickly pushed him in while the iron was hot.

Although he spoke quickly, on the one hand, he cooked a few more light dishes besides the stew, and on the other hand, he also hoped that Li Zhi would spend more time with Master, so he waited until it was getting dark outside.Long overdue.

When he came in, old man Li was already awake, like in the morning, half leaning on the bed with his pillow on his head, while Li Zhi was sitting beside him, quietly peeling an apple.

Neither of them spoke, but they were not embarrassed. It seemed that they had experienced many such scenes together.

After Li Zhi peeled the apple, he cut it into small pieces and handed it to Mr. Li.

Old Master Li took it and said to him: "One piece is enough, you can eat the rest."

After speaking, put the apple in your mouth.

Mr. Li was getting old, so he ate very slowly, and he ate a piece of apple for a long time.

While eating, Mr. Li's eyes narrowed slightly, a flash of reminiscence flashed inside, and he said uncertainly: "I remember you also liked eating apples when you were young."

Li Zhi was cutting the remaining apples into small pieces when the knife in his hand suddenly paused when he heard that.

He didn't look up, and his tone was calm, without any emotion, "Do you still remember?"

"I don't remember clearly." Mr. Li smiled, "It's just a vague picture. It seems that you and your parents came back during the Chinese New Year. Your grandma was upstairs and refused to come out to see you.I took out an apple, ran upstairs and knocked on the door, and if you said you would give grandma your favorite apple, grandma would not be angry."

"Yes." Li Zhi's tone was still calm, "But grandma still hasn't seen me."

Hearing this, old man Li also sighed softly.

"Ruan Fang's temperament is too awkward. She is afraid that once she comes out, she can't help but take your apple."

Both of them fell silent after finishing speaking, and finally Li Zhi continued: "Later, you carried me down and peeled the apple for me to eat."

"Really?" Old Master Li narrowed his eyes even harder, as if he was desperately trying to remember something, but in the end he couldn't remember anything, so he had to give up helplessly.

Yan Qiu was afraid that they would talk about something sad again, so he interrupted them, "It's getting late, let's eat."

As Yan Qiu said, he set the food on the table, then helped Mr. Li get off the bed, walked to the dining table and sat down.

"So much, thank you for your hard work." Mr. Li said, looking at the table full of food.

Yan Qiu handed him the chopsticks, "Before I went back, I asked the doctor about the things you should avoid, so you can eat them. After all, today is Chinese New Year, so I made more."

"Oh... New Year's Eve." Mr. Li said and looked out of the window, just at this time there were fireworks going up outside the window.

The colorful fireworks take the sky as the curtain, transforming into various shapes and colors, welcoming the once-a-year bloom with life, rendering the New Year's atmosphere, and then ending permanently.

There is a kind of tragic beauty.

"Master, Happy New Year!" Yan Qiu pulled himself together, put a bowl of soup in front of Mr. Li, and said with a smile.

Mr. Li was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and replied, "Happy New Year!"

At night, Yan Qiu and Li Zhi slept in the nursing room in the ward. Compared with the wards outside, it was not too big, a small room, but although the sparrow was small, it had all internal organs.

The facilities inside are very complete, except that there is only one bed.

The current situation is not suitable for them to stay here alone, so they can only squeeze together.

Although the two of them hugged and hugged and kissed each other, but there was nothing further.

So for the first time sleeping together, Yan Qiu felt very nervous.

Yan Qiu didn't fall asleep for a long time. He stared at the dark ceiling with his eyes open, and didn't dare to move. After a while, his body became stiff.

So I wanted to change the movement, but as soon as I moved, I heard Li Zhi's voice from beside me, "Are you uncomfortable?"

When Yan Qiu heard his voice, he stopped all his movements for an instant, and quickly replied, "No."

As soon as he finished answering, there was no sound beside him.

Only then did Yan Qiu continue to turn over, and when his hand fell, he touched the place next to him, but found that it was empty.

He froze for a moment, stretched out his hand and continued to feel forward, and the seat beside him was indeed empty.

"Li Zhi?" Yan Qiu called out hastily.

"Huh?" As soon as the words fell, a strong hand grasped him accurately through the darkness.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Yan Qiu sat up and asked.

"I'll find another room."

Although no one said anything, they both understood the reason. Yan Qiu knew that he was aware of his nervousness, so he quickly replied: "No need."

However, Li Zhi didn't speak, just patted him through the darkness, put his hand under the quilt, and then got up to go out.

He just stood up when he heard the sound of getting up suddenly behind him.

Before he could react, he felt a pair of thin arms hugging him from behind suddenly.

Li Zhi was shocked and froze in place for an instant.

Then, Yan Qiu's voice came from behind, "It's not uncomfortable, it's just that I'm not used to it."

The footsteps that Li Zhi had already started stopped just like that, and he never stepped forward again.

In fact, he didn't fall asleep, so he could hear Yan Qiu's subtle movements, and feel his nervousness and cautiousness.

Yan Qiu was too young, so even if the relationship was confirmed, they didn't do anything beyond the rules.

He knows that in Yan Qiu's heart, gratitude to him may be more important than love, so when encountering intimate moments, he will always deliberately keep a distance.

If that moment came one day, he hoped that it would be a matter of course driven by love, not for any other reason.

This time was no exception, so after sensing Yan Qiu's nervousness, he habitually chose to avoid it.

However, before he could leave this time, the hands surrounding him behind him hugged him tightly.

"Don't go." Yan Qiu buried his head on his back, his voice was very low because of embarrassment.

"I want to sleep with you."

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