Soon after Yang Yi got home, his mother's video request was sent. Mom is in the restaurant of the hotel, showing off their big breakfast. Yang said that they were very happy and couldn't help laughing: "are you used to eating?"

"I can't get used to it. It's too bad to eat," said my mother. "Fortunately, I have the pot that you prepared. When I go to the hotel in the evening, I'll cook some porridge with some dishes from the restaurant here."

Chen Nindong is a eavesdropper in silence. Hearing that Yang Yi asked her mother to take the pot to travel, he thought she was really cute. Yang Yi's face at this time is full of smile, even in the eyes of the lacquer is also full of smile, pear vortex rippling, really good-looking.

He listened to her chatting with her parents. He thought that the relationship between Yang Yi and his parents should always be very good, except for that period of time Yang Yi listened to them talk about what he had seen and heard all day and occasionally expressed his opinions, but he hardly mentioned anything about his trip.

"Is there anyone else at home? I seem to hear other people's voices. " Mom said suddenly.

Yang Yi looks at Chen honeysuckle and makes a surprised expression. Does mother have such a God? Is it a blind guess? Chen Nindong didn't make a sound. How did she know?

It's not something that can be hidden. Yang Yi said, "it's honeysuckle. It's raining outside just now. He sent me back."

"Oh." Mother's tone sounds strange, "it's raining outside. When it stops raining, you have to take him home."

"I know." It turned out that her mother was afraid of Chen honeysuckle staying at her home for the night. Strange, didn't my mother want to be her boyfriend with Chen honeysuckle? The word "fickleness" is used in the context of mom.

After the video call with his mother, Yang Yi looked at the sky. The rain was still falling, and it was a rainstorm. It's Thunderstorm in summer. It shouldn't last long. Lonely men and women in the same room, always have to find something to do, or the more sitting, the more ambiguous atmosphere, Yang Yi to get the rich man: "play this?"

Chen laughs: "don't you have more high-end entertainment?"

"We usually overuse our brains. When we are entertaining, we should play with some brainless ones." Yang Yi laughs, "do you want to play?"

"Come on. I haven't played Monopoly for at least 15 years. "

Yang Yi opens the chessboard, you come and I go, have a good time. But before long, Yang Yi was sleepy. She yawned repeatedly, and Chen honeysuckle knew that he was here. She couldn't go to rest at ease. She said, "I'll go first. You can have a good rest."

"It's still raining outside."

Chen honeysuckle looked out: "it's OK, the rain has been a lot less."

Yang Yi no longer wanted to stay, gave him the car key: "you drive away, this rainy day can not get the car, tomorrow I have enough sleep to drive there."

Chen accepted the offer. Yang Yi sent him out, for no reason, a sharp pain in her heart. She took a breath and covered the pain with her palm.

Chen Nindong is about to put on her shoes. When she hears her breath, she presses her chest and her small face turns white. She frowns and asks, "does it hurt again?"

"It's OK. It's OK. It's OK. It'll be OK after a while." Yang Yi is weak.

Chen took her and helped her to sit on the sofa. "Is there any medicine to take?"

"No Yang Yi pressed his chest and did not dare to breathe hard. It hurts more when you breathe.

"I don't think it's going to hurt half a year after the operation? Why does it hurt so long? " Chen asked, "what did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said that it would be better half a year after the operation. Some people may have a longer time. It's not a big problem. It doesn't always hurt. Now it's very rare. Really, don't worry about it." Yang Yi gently breathed, "you go. I'll be ready in a minute

"Do you think I can leave you alone when you're not feeling well?"

Yang Yi lifted his eyes, then ran into his dark eyes. He went to pour a cup of hot water: "I don't know how to make you less painful. Maybe a cup of hot water will make you feel better? "

Yang Yi thought of the jokes on Weibo. The same world, the same kind of man, no matter when people drink hot water. Yang Yi laughed. Ah, it hurts to laugh.

Chen Nindong was puzzled by her smile: "what are you laughing at?"

"I'll teach you a little bit about the pursuit of Dharma. Don't use hot water to chase girls in the future. Now girls are disgusted with this. "

Chen Nindong was stunned: "why?"

"It seems perfunctory to ask people to drink hot water. Hot water is not everything."

“…… Oh. " Chen is a little embarrassed. "Are you better?"

It still hurts. It takes time for the symptoms to subside. Yang Yi gently said: "you go back first, I'm ok."

Chen Nindong was worried: "your parents are not at home. If I leave, what can you do?"

"What can happen?" Yang Yi pressed his chest. "I'm not a heart disease. This is just a neuralgia. It can't kill people, and it won't last long. You don't have to worry, really. "

Are you afraid of Chen Kui

"Afraid?" She looked at him. "What are you afraid of?""Afraid of me." Chen's black eyes are like the sky at midnight, so they can't see the bottom.

Yang Yi looks at his eye, unexpectedly some son is nervous. Slowly, he shook his head and said with a smile, "what are you afraid of..."

"If it's not fear, why keep driving me away?"

"I'm tired," she said honestly. "I want to take a bath and sleep."

"When you're better, you'll take a bath and go to bed. I'll go, but I need to make sure you're OK

Yang Yi suddenly remembered that one day six years ago, it was also a heavy rain. Yang Yi sprained his feet in the heavy rain. Chen Nindong was in a hurry to go to the exam. She didn't even go there. Finally, she carried her back home and rushed to school. Then he missed the exam and finally passed it.

She never doubted his sincerity for her, but the time was so wrong. She didn't want to give him hope, lest he should be more disappointed in the future.

A moment later, Yang Yi and Chen Nindong said, "I'm ok. You can go back at ease."

"Take a bath." Chen said, "you are alone at home. What if you fall in the bath?"

"I'm not so weak, ok..."

"Wash it." He insisted, "I'll wait for you to take a shower and go to bed before I leave."

Yang Yi had no choice but to return to the room, lock the door, and then enter the bathroom. She took a quick shower and put on her nightdress. In fact, she still has a dull pain in her chest, but fortunately, she has physical examination every three months, and all indicators are normal. As for the postoperative syndrome, some people will disappear, some people will have longer pain. Recently, she has not had an attack for a long time. She thinks this is a good phenomenon.

When Chen saw her door open, she came with a fragrance of fruit. It's the smell of shower gel.