69novels Chapter 9
Chapter 9
114.
Fei Du never felt that he was a nosy person.
So when he sent the sickly Luo Wenzhou home, after confirming that the other party was unable to handle breakfast and he was even more unable to make porridge, he went downstairs and bought breakfast for the two of them—so he had to use "good people do it to the end" and "anyway I also want to eat breakfast” to explain my series of unreasonable behaviors.
115.
The two of them sat at the dining table in Luo Wenzhou's house and finished their breakfast. It was past 06:30 in the morning.
Luo Wenzhou finally regained some strength after drinking the very watery white rice porridge.He stood up from the dining chair and was about to clear the dining table, but Fei Du who was sitting across from him stopped him sharply.
"You are a patient, go back and lie down when you are full!"
Then put the discarded packing box back into the bag, tie the bag and put it at the door of the room.
"Where's the rag for cleaning your table?" Fei Du turned around and asked Luo Wenzhou.
"Ah," Luo Wenzhou was a little dazed, hesitating, "In...that, ah, in the kitchen."
"Oh." Fei Du replied, and walked towards the kitchen naturally.
116.
Luo Wenzhou was sitting on the sofa at home, watching Fei Du foolishly cleaning his dining table.
This scene should have been strange—a man who had stepped into his house for the second time walked through every room in the house very familiarly.
However, it is not surprising when you think about it carefully.
One of them lives upstairs and the other lives downstairs. Even though the furnishings in the house may be different, the layout of the house is exactly the same, so it is natural to know the distribution of rooms with different functions.
But what bothered Luo Wenzhou the most at the moment was that he actually felt that Fei Du "should be here".
Here, I finished breakfast with him, and then cleaned the dining table for him who was sick, walked up to him while scratching his messy hair, and asked him, "Is it better?"
117.
"Why are you smirking?" Fei Du frowned, "I'm asking you something."
118.
"Oh." Luo Wenzhou staggered his gaze, and rubbed his forehead with his fingertips, "It's much better, thank you..."
"How many times do you have to thank me this day." Fei Du chuckled, "Okay, I'll go back if you're fine."
After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the door—it was much more agile than his movements of wiping the table.
"Wait a minute!" Luo Wenzhou quickly reached out and grabbed Fei Du's arm.
Fei Du turned his head slowly, looked at Luo Wenzhou's hand, and asked in a not too pleasant tone: "What else?"
"what……"
Facing Fei Du's indifferent and displeased face, Luo Wenzhou immediately recalled the scene when he first met—every frame was vivid in his memory, and the friendliness shown by the other party in these few hours seemed to be just out of compassion for the sick.
So he was speechless for a while, forgetting why he wanted to keep the person in front of him.
Fei Du raised his other hand, and pushed Luo Wenzhou's hand away, but just when his warm palm touched Luo Wenzhou's relatively cold back, his whole hand was grabbed by the other party in an instant.
"Money!" Luo Wenzhou yelled, "I'll pay you back the money for going to the hospital!"
119.
Even though Fei Du didn't want to have any connection with Luo Wenzhou because of the one or two thousand yuan, he couldn't stop the other party from holding his hand firmly.
He is a man of the gender, a man who likes men, especially this man in front of him who exudes attractive male hormones even when he is sick——Fai Du, who has been alone for a long time, really can't guarantee that he can sit still. ah!
"You...let go." Fei Du could feel some uncontrollable trembling in the breath he sent out.
"WeChat? Alipay?" Luo Wenzhou didn't let go, and even tightened his grip with some urgency, "Or bank transfer?"
Fei Du breathed out a breath of foul air, and said to himself, "How much is it for a bank transfer... It's too late to say that you are a caveman, but you are actually a Peking Man, right?"
"WeChat." Fei Du took out his phone from his pocket, "Scan me for you."
"Just transfer money?" Luo Wenzhou fumbled for his phone and teased, "Benefactor, how about adding a friend?"
120.
Fei Du really wanted to—very wanted to refuse again.
However, the corners of Luo Wenzhou's upturned mouth were too eye-catching, and Fei Du seemed to be able to predict what kind of words would come out of those beautifully smiling lips if he refused bluntly.
So he had no choice but to grind his upper and lower back molars to suppress the displeasure that was urgently needed to be expressed, and pulled his mobile phone to call up his WeChat QR code, and handed it to Luo Wenzhou.
Luo Wenzhou let out a barely audible "hum", but the smile on his face grew stronger.
After scanning the QR code, he saw the message displayed on the phone screen, and frowned suspiciously——
"fd0731? Your birthday is July 7st?"
Fei Du put away his phone, and let out a nonchalant "hmm".
"What a coincidence..." Luo Wenzhou muttered something in a low voice, and was about to lock the phone screen, but suddenly remembered something, flicked the screen a few times, and said in a panic, "Today!"
121.
Fei Du walked to the door of Luo Wenzhou's room, bent down and picked up the garbage bag on the ground, turned his head and smiled and said to the shocked man behind him with his mouth open: "Recover well, neighbor."