Yan Meng did not even bother Chi Chen in the end. He refused to go to the hospital and urged her to go back to spend the New Year with her parents.

But she didn't want to worry about him, and even if she went back, her heart would be here.

Yan Meng got up and went to boil the water, and asked Chi Chen to rest on the sofa first. The water bucket of the water dispenser was empty. Before she could change it, she had to go to the kitchen to find the kettle that had not been used for a long time, rinse it clean, and plug it in to boil the water.

While the water was boiling, Yan Meng pushed the door and knocked on Yan Fan's car window.

Yan Fan didn't know whose WIFI he took, and watched the game live broadcast with his mobile phone. When he saw Yan Meng coming out, he thought he could go home, so he turned the key and turned on the engine.

But Yan Meng had no intention of getting in the car. She signaled him to roll down the window and said with a calm expression: "Help me go and buy some medicines to the pharmacy. I'll send you the name."

She lowered her head and pressed her phone. She still remembered the name of the medicine Xiaomiao bought for her last time when she was sick, but Chi Chen's condition was a bit bad, so she also needed to add some anti-inflammatory medicine.

Yan Fan glared at her with a gloomy face: "Are you wrong? Where can I find a pharmacy for you during the Chinese New Year? What are you doing?"

Yan Meng put down her cell phone, her eyes were slightly red, and she also said crying: "Chi Chen is sick, it's very serious."

Yan Fan opened his mouth and turned his head to look at the half-closed door. He said that his sister was nervous today and ran out on New Year's Eve. It turned out that this was Chi Chen's home.

He said: "Why do we drive him to the hospital?"

Yan Meng shook her head: "He doesn't go with you, just go and buy some medicine for me."

Yan Fan didn't say anything more, glanced at the name of the medicine sent by his sister, turned the car to find the pharmacy.

Back in the room, Chi Chen was still lying weakly, his eyelids getting heavier and his consciousness became blurred. Yan Meng sat next to him and tapped the temperature on his forehead with his hand again. Chi Chen's eyelashes trembled slightly, raised his arm and held her hand in his palm.

He still closed his eyes and murmured in a hoarse voice: "Yan Meng..."

Yan Meng looked at the hand he was shaking with was placed on his chest, pressing against the thin blanket, and could feel his scorching heartbeat. His breathing was scattered. For a moment, she shrank and wanted to pull her hand away, but she couldn't bear it.

She gently pushed away the broken hair on his forehead, gently slid her fingertips across his eyebrows, Chi Chen's mouth curled a little and fell asleep deeply.

It was not until his breathing became more and more even that Yan Meng pulled out his hand, took off his coat, and covered him.

After looking at the time, she didn't know when Yan Fan would be back, so she walked into the kitchen to prepare something for Chi Chen.

When I opened the refrigerator, it was still empty. The refrigerator room only had a bag of vegetables and a few bottles of yogurt. There were some things piled up in the freezer, but they were just some quick-frozen dumplings. I don’t know when they were put in.

Yan Meng felt so uncomfortable that it was New Year's Eve. He was sick and had no family around him. If he didn't come, would he use these things to make excuses? Or did he have no plans to eat at all?

She flipped through the kitchen again. Fortunately, there was rice and she could cook some green porridge for him to drink. She washed and worked in the kitchen, but she didn't dare to turn the faucet wide, for fear that it would wake Chi Chen up if it made too much noise.

Yan Fan has not come back for a long time. Yan Meng is anxiously waiting and calls him.

It was difficult to find a pharmacy on New Year's Eve, so Yan Fan followed the navigation and ran to several pharmacies, all of which were closed. In the end, he couldn't go directly to the hospital. Fortunately, there was a doctor on duty in the hospital. He asked the doctor to prescribe medicine as Yan Meng said. He had already paid the money and was on the way back now.

Yan Meng hung up the phone, and was not careful and the green vegetable porridge was fucked.

Chi Chen opened his eyes slightly, and through the transparent glass door of the kitchen, he saw Yan Meng's long hair gathered over his ears and gently stirring with a spoon.

Somewhere in his heart became soft and a subtle feeling appeared. This was the first time he was not so disgusted with the Spring Festival.

Yan Meng sat over with the hot green vegetable porridge, looked up and saw that Chi Chen had woken up, put down the bowl and helped him up. "I've cooked the porridge, you can eat some first."

Chi Chen scooped a spoonful of the porridge, but the porridge was light but fragrant. The heat steamed to the bottom of his eyes. He tasted it and nodded and smiled slightly: "It's delicious."

Yan Meng looked at him and laughed brightly.

After drinking the porridge, Yan Fan also came back. Yan Meng opened the door to greet him. After taking the medicine, he wanted to put him back into the car. Yan Fan complained: "Are you my real sister? I finally bought the medicine. Please let me drink some hot water!"

Chi Chen looked back and said, "Come in, sorry, I don't know you're here too."

Yan Fan laughed twice, picked up the shoe cover on the shoe cabinet and put it on his feet, "It's better for Brother Chi Chen. My sister asked me to be a coolie and stuffed me into the car, which made me so cold."

Yan Meng was too lazy to argue with him, so she took out an electronic thermometer from the bag and dripped it behind Chi Chen's ear.

38 degrees 9, still hot.

She turned out the antipyretic medicine again, read the instructions carefully, pressed the medicine into Chi Chen's palm one by one, walked into the kitchen to bring hot water, poured a cup and brought it to him, "Take the medicine first, and sleep later, it's good if you sweat."

Chi Chen took the water cup, blew it, and raised his head and swallowed the medicine in one breath.

Yan Fan curled his lips, and looked at Chi Chen with discomfort.

He didn't treat himself as an outsider at all. Yan Meng didn't care about him. He just wandered around the living room and saw an empty bowl of porridge on the table. He smelled the fragrance and found the bowl to serve him. He didn't care about Yan Meng's blaming eyes.

After Chi Chen took the medicine, Yan Meng helped him upstairs to sleep, walked two steps to the stairs, and then turned around and told Yan Fan: "Don't move others' things!"

Yan Fan waved his hand: "Where am I playing games? I have no time!"

...

Chi Chen returned to the bed to rest, Yan Meng took a fever-reducing sticker and put it on his forehead, tucking the corner of the quilt for him. Chi Chen looked at her and said "Thank you".

Yan Meng sat down beside his bed, shook her head and smiled slightly, and after thinking about it, he asked: "Chi Chen, today is New Year's Eve, where is your... family, don't you go back and spend it with them?"

She remembered that his mother was a famous actress, but she had already retired from the circle and there was little news about her now.

Chi Chen's eyes turned colder, and his face turned to one side. Yan Meng knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he gently covered the back of his hand and patted him: "Go to sleep."

Chi Chen pursed his lips and closed his eyes.

When he fell asleep, Yan Meng went down to clean the kitchen. Yan Fan was halfway through the game, and was interrupted by Yan's mother's phone call for the third time, asking them when they would go back.

Yan Fan threw the phone to his sister impatiently, "Tell her yourself." He had no doubt that if they didn't go back, the gas tank at home would explode.

Yan Meng looked upstairs deeply and took the phone call, "Hey, mom."

"Mengmeng, where are you and your brother now? Why haven't you come back yet? What day is it? You are running outside!"

"I have a friend who is sick and no one takes care of him." After a pause, she asked hesitantly: "Mom, can I take my friend home for the New Year? He is alone, and I'm a little worried."

Yan Meng talked to her mother about Chi Chen's situation. Yan's mother was also a soft-hearted person. Anyway, there were a large table of dishes at home and there were no relatives. There were only four of them. One more person was so lively that she agreed without saying a few words.

In the afternoon, Chi Chen woke up from sleep and sweated. He was full of energy and his fever subsided. He took a hot shower from the bathroom and saw Yan Meng standing by the door, biting his lip, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

He asked, "Don't you go back? I'm much better."

Yan Meng smiled and gave him a sincere invitation: "Chi Chen, my mother said that you would go to my house for the New Year."

“…”

Half an hour later, Chi Chen packed up a few pieces of changing clothes and got into the car home with Yan Meng.

He didn't want to come at first, after all, New Year's Eve was special, and he was worried that he would disturb Yan's parents in the past.

But Yan Meng kept persuading in her ears, even showing that if he didn't go, she wouldn't go back. She also vividly described how delicious the dishes that Yan's father cooked were, so he would definitely try them. When the work started after the New Year, he didn't know when he would have a chance.

Chi Chen couldn't say anything about her. During the hesitation, Yan Meng even took out the suitcase for him, and she was very tempted to stay at her house for a long time.

He had no choice but to hold her hand, change into a convenient shoulder, and take a few clean clothes.

Yan Meng jumped downstairs with Chi Chen's bag in his arms. Chi Chen followed slowly, passed by the wine cabinet and took two expensive red wines from it.

The car drove downstairs at home, and Yan's mother had been standing at the elevator for a long time. Yan Fan got out of the car and joked, "Oh, I've picked me up from the stairs? It's the first time!"

Yan's mother glared at him angrily, leaned over and whispered, "Go, who will pick you up? This is the one who came to pick you up! You said that your sister, it's been hard to find a boyfriend, I can't neglect them!"

Yan Fan: "But she said she was just a male friend."

Yan's mother: "What do you know? You can bring it to your home, and it's not far from becoming a regular."

Yan Fan: "..."

It looks very reasonable.

Yan Meng and Chi Chen walked over side by side. Chi Chen was still sick and had a mask on his face. When he saw Yan's mother pulling the mask slightly down, he freed up a hand to say hello to Yan's mother.

"Hello, aunt, I'm Chi Chen."

Yan's mother held his hand and said with a smile: "I know, what kind of Doudou is from Mengmeng. I'm watching your show two days ago!"

Yan Meng: "..."

I underestimated the enemy, and now my true feelings are about to be revealed.

The group took the elevator upstairs and arrived at the door. Yan's father heard the sound from afar and opened the door. He wore an apron and a spatula and smiled at Chi Chen very kindly.

Yan Meng: "Dad, this is the old man in my company..."

Yan's father snatched the words, "I know, Chi Chen, right? Come in, come in, I'll be fine in a while."

Chi Chen handed over the two bottles of red wine in his hand and smiled faintly: "Uncle, I brought you some small gift."

Dad Yan took the red wine with a smile, glanced at the vintage, and instantly put down the spatula, found a safe place to arrange the two bottles of wine.

This is not a "small" gift.

Just attacking this generous person, there is no need to say anything.

satisfy!!

Dad Yan: "Don't be so polite, just treat it as your own family!"

Chi Chen smiled and nodded. Yan Meng changed his shoes at the entrance, secretly pulled Chi Chen's clothes, and asked in a low voice: "When did you buy wine, why don't I know?"

Chi Chen: "It's taken at home."

"My dad has such a hobby, you really guessed it."

Juan, who was stealing food in the kitchen, ran out with a piece of vegetable stem in his mouth. When he saw Chi Chen, he stopped eating, and laughed at him with his tongue. When Chi Chen was not paying attention, he lay on his feet and rubbed him.

Yan's mother said, "It's strange. This dog usually barks when guests come. Why did he flatter Chi Chen when he sees it today?"
To be continued...