Lover always wants crematorium after amnesia

Chapter 16 Adding Bricks Day 6

"I thought you wouldn't come up." Shen Sui put away the documents at hand and arranged them neatly according to their thickness.

Jin Qing sat down on the sofa in the office and asked, "Why do you think so?"

Shen Sui looked at him quietly, "Aren't you still angry with me?" Jin Qing has been very indifferent these days. In his opinion, the other party probably doesn't want to come upstairs to see him.

For some reason, Jin Qing read a little disappointment from his expression?

"It's normal for me to be angry," Jin Qing involuntarily softened his tone, "Don't you think you can't be angry?" It was calm that he didn't argue with him regardless.

Shen Sui didn't answer, using silence to cover up his answer.

Jin Qing: "Are you guilty?"

Shen Sui: "..." He changed the subject abruptly, "You haven't eaten yet, I'll ask the assistant to order."

There was no other arrangement in the afternoon, so Jin Qing agreed to go back in no hurry.

Shen Sui called the insider to ask the assistant to order food, and finally pulled the chair away with his long legs on the ground, went to the water dispenser behind the door, poured a glass of water and handed it to Jin Qing, "Drink some water."

"Thank you." Jin Qing's fingertips, which were too cold from the air conditioner, touched the warm paper cup and were quickly warmed up.

Shen Sui stood in front of him and didn't leave, the shadow fell, Jin Qing raised his head to look at him, and silently asked what's wrong.

"It's nothing." Shen Suiyan said insincerely, but he didn't leave. From his angle, he could see the hair on Jin Qing's head, because Jin Qing's eyebrows and eyes were more gentle from the angle of looking down.

"Oh, then you are blocking my sight." Jin Qing ruthlessly expressed his disgust.

When the assistant came up to deliver the food, he found the atmosphere was weird.

My boss sat behind the computer desk with a cold face, flicking through the documents, as if he was serious about reading them.

"Mr. Shen, what's your order?"

"I'm not hungry."

"...?" The assistant stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do with the meal in his hand.

The boss personally ordered the meal, and he said everything in detail, even the request that no chopped green onion, no coriander, and less salt be added in it, but when he delivered it, he would not be hungry?

But the assistant knew that if he really believed Mr. Shen's words and took away the lunch, he wouldn't have to work in the company anymore.

Another person in the office took the packing bag from his hand, smiled kindly, and solved his dilemma without embarrassing him any longer.

"Go back, thank you for your hard work."

The assistant shook his head gratefully, "It's not hard, you enjoyed your meal."

Before leaving, he clearly heard the boss snort softly.

I don't know if it's dissatisfaction with him or because of some other unknown reasons.

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In the evening, Jin Qing got the complete script of "Under the Court", took a marker pen and marked out all his lines with red pen, relying on his own understanding, simply wrote a few paragraphs for the character Fu Hanyi in the blank space The biography also changed some unreasonable lines above.

After he read the script and immersed himself in it, he easily forgot the time, and when he came back to his senses, it was already one o'clock in the evening.

Jin Qing's biological clock has always been accurate. After he put down the script, he was completely tired and his neck was sore. Jin Qing rubbed the back of his neck and couldn't help yawning.

After putting the script away, he stepped on a cotton mop and went downstairs to drink water.

The sound of slippers stepping on the wooden stairs is very obvious in the quiet night, and the rhythm is brisk.

The light in the living room was not turned on, only the small table lamp was on to prevent the stairs from being stepped on, and there was a dark red spark near the French windows on the first floor, flickering brightly and dimly.

Shen Sui hadn't slept yet, and was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a half-lit cigarette in his hand, looking lonely from his back.

There is a faint smell of cigarettes in the living room, but it is not pungent.

After realizing that Jin Qing was going downstairs, Shen put out the cigarette with his fingertips and turned around, his eyes were flickering, and his figure was silhouetted by the dim light, making him look very thin.

The line of his lips was flat, and in the darkness there was only the indifference of being thousands of miles away, but when he saw Jin Qing, there was warmth in his eyes.

"It's too late to sleep."

"I was reading the script just now, so I didn't pay attention to the time." Jin Qing walked down the stairs, took a sip after pouring water, and glanced at the cigarette in his hand.

Shen Sui is not a heavy smoker, because he doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, he has hardly seen him smoking in recent years.

"Why don't you turn on the light?"

"No need." Shen Sui twitched the corners of his mouth lazily.

After drinking the water, Jin Qing didn't rush to leave.

"Smoking is bad for your health. Didn't you quit... No, where did you get the cigarettes?" As far as he knew, there should be no such things at home.

Shen Sui paused, and said narrowly: "In the drawer under the TV cabinet." He also deliberately added, "I should have left behind your back."

The implication is that it has nothing to do with him now, it was all done in the past.

Jin Qing took a deep breath, walked up to him and took away the cigarette case, "Go to bed early, I confiscated this."

"Please." Shen Sui said generously.

In summer in Kyoto, the temperature difference between day and night is huge. Jin Qing went downstairs wearing short-sleeved shorts.

Shen Sui noticed it keenly and reminded him, "Turn up the air conditioner at night, don't catch a cold.

The result of the second day was that Jin Qing didn't catch a cold, and Shen Sui, who had been blowing the cold wind in the living room all night, got sick and had a fever.

After getting up in the morning, Jin Qing felt something was wrong when he didn't see him in the living room, so he went upstairs to knock on the door.

It took a while for a response.

"Come in." Shen Sui's voice was hoarse than usual, with a distinct sense of grit in his throat.

When Jin Qing came in, he was still sitting on the bed in his pajamas, his hair was disheveled, and his bangs were curled up, which was very different from the previous elite image. The quilt was around his waist, and his face was abnormally red.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Jin Qing asked, the other party seemed to be sick.

Shen Sui was a bit late in reacting to Jin Qing's words. He tried it on his forehead and replied slowly: "It should be a fever." He coughed twice after speaking.

"I'm going to find a thermometer, you lie down and don't move around." Jin Qing hurriedly went downstairs to search the standing medicine box at home, and found the thermometer from inside.

Shen Sui cooperated with him obediently throughout the whole process, and did not speak, but looked at him with a slightly hazier gaze than usual, following his figure.

The measurement result exceeded 39 degrees, which is already a high fever.

"I'm calling the family doctor. You don't have to go to work today, and you should rest at home." Jin Qing touched his forehead worriedly, and it felt hot when he put his hand on it.

Shen Sui shook his head, "I'll just take the medicine, I don't want to see a doctor."

Jin Qing couldn't resist him, and finally compromised, "Okay, I'll order breakfast, and you can take medicine after dinner, is the breakfast in Hedefang okay?"

Who knew that Mr. Shen's temper would turn weird after he got a fever, and he said solemnly: "I want to eat what you made."

"I cook and it doesn't taste good." Jin Qing was helpless, he didn't want to torment a patient with a high fever with low-quality food.

"But I want to eat." Shen Sui said softly.

"...Then there will be only porridge for breakfast." Jin Qing tried to threaten.

"it is good."

Jin Qing sighed, ready to go to the kitchen to make breakfast.

The wrist was held by someone when he was about to leave.

Shen Sui lowered his head, the temperature in his palm was too hot, his fingertips were trembling slightly, conveying to Jin Qing the unrest in his heart.

"sorry."

The apology came without warning.

Shen Sui was afraid that he would not believe him and repeated again: "I'm sorry." He looked up at Jin Qing with deep eyes, "If I apologize to you for what happened in the past few days, will you forgive me?"