What is happening tonight.
"Oh sure, um, have you had dinner? Are you at Wu Garden now? What would you like to eat, I can bring it for you." Qing Yi, after the initial surprise, clearly felt much happier, you could tell from his tone.
"No need, just co back and make so noodles for ."
"Okay, I’ll be back right away."
"Yeah, drive safely, don’t go too fast."
"Okay." Qing Yi responded but didn’t hang up the phone, waiting for Ghost General to hang up first, only then did he put his phone away.
He never hangs up the phone first.
Though Ghost General said he just wanted noodles, Qing Yi still went to buy so hot dishes and rice.
He seed not to be doing well ntally these past two days, visibly thinner, he needed to eat more.
After hanging up, Ghost General moved away from the door and turned on the room’s lights.
The room instantly brightened, and even his mood didn’t feel so bad.
He opened the bag of dication in his hand, took out one bottle according to the prescription, unscrewed it, poured out five or six pills, then poured several other types, grabbing a handful of colorful pills, he went to get a cup of water.
He put the handful of dozens of pills into his mouth, drank two mouthfuls of water, but the pills were too much to swallow, so caught in his throat, so still in his mouth.
Ghost General directly gagged, spitting all the pills back into his hand, so even slipping through his fingers onto the floor.
Looking at the sticky, sowhat gummy pills in his hand, he suddenly lost patience again, the calmness he felt because of Qing Yi abruptly turning into restlessness, desperately wanting to throw them all in the trash.
The gagging brought tears to his eyes, and looking at the handful of pills made one feel quite distressed.
He struggled to resist the urge to throw the pills away, crouched down, picked up the pills on the floor one by one, and resent these pills back into his mouth.
He drank the entire cup of water before forcing the pills down.
With the pills and water in his stomach, it suddenly felt bloated, his stomach felt even more uncomfortable.
He put the cup back on the table, tucked the bag of pills into the dicine box, then sat on the couch, holding his phone, watching the ti, quietly waiting for Qing Yi to return...
Feeling full, White Yi went back to the room, grabbed clothes to take a shower.
Having wiped his damp short hair half dry, he went straight to bed, turned off the lights, took a pillow, and lay down gently beside Little Gray Cat facing its sleeping position.
Looking at Little Gray Cat sleeping soundly with its little tongue out, White Yi couldn’t help but lightly poke its little nose with his hand, seeing no response, he leaned over, rubbed his nose against its nose.
"ow～"
Probably tired from a night of rehabilitation, the usually alert Feng Liyan wasn’t disturbed, still sleeping deeply.
Looking at this tiny little creature, White Yi couldn’t help but curl his body into a ball too, moving closer to Little Gray Cat, softly murmuring to himself, "Actually, having you around seems quite nice."
Keeping it doesn’t seem to take much effort, aside from... well... how to put it, quite likes ddling in his affairs, like not allowing him to smack his lips while eating, just their living habits don’t quite match, and the obsessive cleanliness is rather serious, it’s easy to keep otherwise.
But this little creature’s cleanliness now isn’t so severe as to drive him crazy, probably influenced by him, or maybe helplessly, anyway, it’s improved～
Thinking of the ti he spent, aside from feeling it consus energy and ti caring for it, actually, it’s quite joyful.
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