“That…” Qin Cheng didn’t know how to start. The school corridor was not a good place to comfort someone.
“No need to comfort,” Jian Heng said, “It’s been a long time.”
Qin Cheng uttered a dry ‘Ah’.
Qin Cheng was quite surprised that Jian Heng could talk about this kind of thing so easily in this kind of scene.
Jian Heng’s expression never changed from the beginning to the end. His tone was also very calm as if he was talking about the most ordinary thing.
Maybe Qin Cheng was sensitive because of his experience. Jian Heng hid it very well, but he could still hear the deeply hidden emotions from it.
Isn’t life always like this? On the surface, one person is more energetic than the other, but only they can see the gaping wounds inside.
To some extent, the two of them are really a bit similar.
Qin Cheng didn’t say anything. The time and place were not right, so he could only follow behind Jian Heng to pack up and go home.
On the way, Jian Heng’s expression and movements were very natural. It was obvious that he didn’t care about this sentence, and it was also hard for Qin Cheng to bring it up.
After getting off the bike, Qin Cheng went directly to Jian Heng’s house.
Qin Cheng didn’t want to tell his mother. It would be too bad to go home after continuous suspension of classes, although he did have his own difficulties.
As soon as he entered the room, Qin Cheng casually threw away his schoolbag and collapsed on the sofa. The faint fragrance of the sofa filled his nostrils, and his mood became better after smelling it. He closed his eyes and couldn’t help but sigh: “It’s good to have a neighbor who is also my deskmate. I don’t have to worry about having nowhere to go when classes are suspended.”
Jian Heng picked up the schoolbag he had thrown onto the sofa and hung it in the front of the closet.
“Hey,” Qin Cheng looked at him, “you won’t close the door in front of my face again when I come again after the susceptible period has passed, right?”
Jian Heng looked at him, his expression clearly saying ‘Have I ever hit you?’.
Qin Cheng nodded, held up three fingers, and smiled: “Three times.”
Jian Heng turned around and walked towards the kitchen: “You can come.”
Qin Cheng couldn’t help but make a joyful sound. Although he didn’t know what was so delightful, he still shouted: “It’s no use trying to change the subject. I remember it.”
“Just remember it,” Jian Heng’s voice came from the kitchen, “What do you want to drink?”
“Do you have iced cola?” Qin Cheng asked.
“Plain water and mineral water,” Jian Heng said, “choose one.”
Qin Cheng had an unacceptable look on his face: “I’d rather be thirsty.”
Jian Heng came over with two glasses of water. He handed one to Qin Cheng and sat next to him.
Qin Cheng stared at the glass in his hand. He couldn’t tell whether it was plain water or mineral water.
In his peripheral vision, Jian Heng had already finished two or three sips. He was leaning on the sofa and looking at him with his head tilted. His eyes were lazy yet slightly stern.
It was the same look he had when watching him eat in the morning.
Qin Cheng frowned: “I want to drink cola.”
Jian Heng didn’t say anything. After a while, he suddenly opened his mouth and uttered an ‘Ah’.
Qin Cheng was momentarily stunned and reflexively made the same sound. But halfway through, Jian Heng grabbed his chin and then leaned in to look at him closely.
Qin Cheng was startled. Jian Heng’s grip was not too strong and he didn’t feel any pain, but this state of being controlled by others subconsciously made Alpha’s hair stand on end.
Qin Cheng held a glass of water in one hand and dared not move, while his other hand held his hand, speaking unclearly: “Ham it, at al u doin (Damn it, what are you doing)?”
Jian Heng looked at him for a while before letting go of his hand, saying: “You have tooth decay.”
Qin Cheng rubbed his face vigorously, feeling sore from being pinched. He looked up when he heard the words: “What, what teeth? Did you say tooth decay?”
“Um,” Jian Heng flicked the water glass in his hand with his fingertip, “Don’t drink cola anymore.”
Qin Cheng rubbed his face absentmindedly, frowning: “Really? Why don’t I feel any pain?”
From Qin Cheng’s skillful way of buying cola in the morning, Jian Heng could tell that he treated cola as water.
Staying up late and drinking cola every day, you don’t have to be so dedicated to seek death.
“It’ll be too late if it hurts,” Jian Heng leaned back on the sofa, “Find time to see a dentist.”
“Not going,” Qin Cheng took a sip of water, “With that money, I could do something else.”
Jian Heng didn’t insist further.
Qin Cheng finished drinking in one breath as if taking medicine. His whole body rejected this glass of plain water. “I’ve always felt that drinking water without any flavor is the same as not drinking it at all.”
“Then have another glass,” Jian Heng replied, scrolling on his phone as if replying to a message.
“Thank you, one more drink and I’ll be cold1我就凉了 (wǒ jiù liáng le): T/N: Cold could also mean dead.,” Qin Cheng nudged Jian Heng with his knee, “I’m a little sleepy, I’ll take a nap first. If I don’t wake up at five o’clock, remember to call me for the live streaming.”
Jian Heng let out an ‘Um’.
Qin Cheng was in a good mood for some reason. He walked to the bedroom while humming an off-key song, took off his clothes, and lay directly on the bed. He still felt pain all over his body, but maybe he was used to the pain and it wasn’t that hard to bear now.
The power of Doctor Jian didn’t decrease even at such a distance. Qin Cheng fall into a daze the next second.
In the living room, Jian Heng took the two people’s cups and went to the kitchen to wash them.
He was indeed a bit of a clean freak, or maybe he had obsessive-compulsive disorder.
The house must be cleaned up every day, things must be neatly arranged in a specific order, clothes must be changed every day, and there must be no more than two colors on them. The only flavored water that could be drunk is tea…
Treating cola as water. There is no other explanation for him except chronic suicide.
In the short few days since Jian Heng met Qin Cheng, he found that Qin Cheng was a very contradictory person. Many of his actions did not match his words.
It wasn’t until today when Qin Cheng spoke those words on the rooftop that Jian Heng understood the reason.
From many aspects, it could be seen that Qin Cheng’s family was indeed facing difficulties, but it was definitely not as severe as he described——if it were really that bad, with Qin Cheng’s personality, the items on his computer desk would have been downgraded at least three levels; how could he possibly drink cola as if it were water?
Qin Cheng was just punishing himself and abusing himself in this way. Every day, he pushed himself to the point of despair and exhausted himself to the brink of collapse in order to gain a moment of comfort.
He understood this feeling; he had experienced it.
So he didn’t say anything to advise him, because it was useless.
…..
Qin Cheng woke up with a stuffy nose. When he opened his eyes, he found a thin blanket covering him. It must have been Jian Heng.
He sat up. His head felt heavy and his forehead was throbbing with pain. His nose was blocked so tightly that he could only breathe with his mouth open. His throat was dry and hoarse.
He hadn’t felt this way for a long time. He caught a cold.
It was unknown whether it was because of the cold shower last night or the wind from the rooftop this morning. In short, after who knows how long, he caught a cold.
When he got out of bed, his feet felt light and fluttery, like he was stepping on cotton.
Qin Cheng sighed; he also had a fever.
The combination of injuries and fever pain made Qin Cheng immediately want to roll back into bed and sleep for a long time.
“Jian Heng?” As soon as he opened his mouth, he startled himself. His voice was so hoarse that Omegas definitely couldn’t say the word ‘nice’.
Jian Heng soon appeared at the door of the bedroom, wearing a bathrobe and wiping his hair. Seeing him staggering, he quickly came over to support him and frowned: “Caught a cold?”
“Um…” Qin Cheng sniffled, his voice sounded like it came from an old phonograph, “it seems that I also have a fever. Fuck…”
Jian Heng put his hand on his head and felt it for a while. He said directly: “Go to the hospital for an IV drip.”
“Not going,” Qin Cheng shook his head and sat back on the bed. His head was dazed again, but he still said, “Just take some antipyretics. Why go to the hospital.”
“It’s definitely a high fever. Go to the hospital now.” Jian Heng turned around and pulled out a set of sportswear from the wardrobe, then handed it to him. He stopped halfway, shook out the T-shirt, and put it directly over his head.
Qin Cheng was helped to put on his clothes. His voice was hoarse and he was still mumbling: “Really don’t need to go to the hospital. What time is it now? I have to start the live stream.”
“Ten minutes past three,” he kept stubbornly resisting and not dressing properly. Jian Heng frowned, and after a while, he said in a low voice, “Go get an IV drip now, so as not to delay the live streaming.”
Qin Cheng stopped moving immediately.
Jian Heng paused, forcibly suppressing the impulse to chop him down with one hand.
***
There is a clinic in Heping District. The old doctor used to work in the municipal hospital. After he retired, he opened this clinic with his wife.
The price is reasonable and the medical skill is high. The people in the neighborhood who have a headache and slight fever basically come here.
Qin Cheng was carried to the clinic by Jian Heng like a sack. Alpha has a high physical fitness. In order to avoid running into Qin Cheng’s mother, Jian Heng ran as fast as he could, and he was only a little out of breath when he arrived.
The old doctor took the temperature with a thermometer, measuring a high fever of 39.8°C. He was so angry that his beard stood up. He didn’t scold the patient but the family members. He pointed at Jian Heng’s nose and said: “With such a high fever, why did you only come now? A perfectly healthy body has been ruined like this. Don’t always take advantage of your youth to have fun; leaving behind the roots of illness will lead to a lifetime of regret…”
Jian Heng listened silently on the side.
Qin Cheng felt like laughing seeing him silently endure the scolding, but he didn’t dare to laugh with the old doctor here. He could only watch Jian Heng with his mouth twitching. It was hard to endure.
Jian Heng was always obedient when facing the elders with good intentions. He nodded his head and swept a glance at Qin Cheng.
After a while, the doctor finally finished talking. Jian Heng asked: “Do you have any plain boiled water here?”
“Yes, there is plenty.” The old doctor nodded approvingly, “That’s right, young people should not always drink so many beverages, it is very harmful to the body!”
Qin Cheng, who was lying on the bed with a look of exhaustion and was on an IV drip: “…”
What the hell? Is it a demon spirit? Someone here is engaging in abuse.
Jian Heng soon came back with a disposable paper cup, which was still steaming.
Qin Cheng didn’t even want to look at it. He turned his head away and refused to look directly at this thing.
After holding his breath for a while, Jian Heng remained silent. Qin Cheng couldn’t hold back first and questioned him: “What kind of behavior is this?”
Jian Heng sat next to him, looking at the IV bottle, and replied: “The behavior of treating patients. Drink more hot water.”
“Scumbag behavior.” Qin Cheng wanted to raise his middle finger, but his hand was under the blanket, which Jian Heng was sitting on, so he gave up.
“What?” Jian Heng looked at him.
“Don’t know.” Qin Cheng laughed. He was obviously feeling extremely uncomfortable but he was unable to stop himself from laughing. His throat was dry and itchy, and he felt like coughing. “Tan Qi said that anyone who says this line is a scumbag, so I usually say ‘drink more cola’. As a result, this guy, cough… cough… cough…”
Qin Cheng was clutching his chest and was about to cough out his lungs. His voice was breathless: “I cough, cough, cough, I may not be able to, cough, cough, cough, make it anymore, cough, cough, cough…”
After a series of earth-shattering coughs, Qin Cheng’s head was buzzing and his chest was filled with hollow sounds.
Jian Heng helped him up and let him sit slowly. He held the cup of water in one hand, blew on it, and delivered it to his mouth: “Easy.”
Qin Cheng no longer disliked the plain water. He took it and drank the whole cup of water in one gulp. Only then did he feel alive.
Jian Heng put down the paper cup and looked at him. His voice was flat: “Drink more cola?”
Qin Cheng pointed to the IV bottle: “I’m still a patient.”
“Oh,” Jian Heng sat at the end of the bed and took off his jacket to cover him, “Then drink more Sprite.”
Qin Cheng: “…”
Drink your uncle’s aunt!
The author has something to say:
The author stood at the door, holding a teapot in one hand, quietly watching the clouds roll by: Time really passes by in a chaotic and unpredictable manner.
LMAO, QC & JH have yet to be officially together, but QC is already so whipped… BTW, I do know someone who couldn’t drink plain water, they would only drink colored water like tea, juice, or soda. I couldn’t imagine it… Doesn’t plain water taste delicious?
List of Idiom in Chapter 17
生龍活虎 (shēng lóng huó hǔ): lit. lively dragon and animated tiger (idiom); fig. vigorous and lively; energetic; spirited; lively; doughty as a dragon and lively as a tiger—brimming/bursting with energy; full of vim and vigour; full of vitality.千瘡百孔 (qiān chuāng bǎi kǒng): riddled with gaping wounds; afflicted with many ills; in very bad condition; afflicted with wounds of all descriptions; badly damaged; full of problems; describe many loopholes, shortcomings, or serious damage.
頭疼腦熱 (tóu téng nǎo rè): headache and slight fever—slight illness (or mishap); ailment; indisposition; generally referring to ordinary minor illnesses or minor disasters.
驚天動地 (jīng tiān dòng dì): (of sound or influence) world-shaking (idiom); earth-shattering.
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