It has been snowing today, so Miao Yuan is wearing a lot of clothes. She wraps her head with a scarf and has a big mask on her mouth. If she hadn't pulled the mask open because of surprise, Bian Nan wouldn't have recognized that Miao Yuan.

Although he had just been dissatisfied with Qiu Yi not wanting to let people know about their relationship, when he suddenly turned around and saw the surprised expression on Miao Yuan's face, he suddenly felt panic, probably because he was completely unprepared, or was in the other community in broad daylight.

Miao Yuan's hands were still pulling the mask, and his eyes were wide open.

"Miaomiao...Miaomiao?" Bian Nan tried hard to calm himself down and looked at Miao Yuan.

"Ah," Miao Yuan responded as if he had woken up after hearing his words. He jumped in awkwardly and raised the bag in his hand, "I... I bought a piece of clothes and took them to... change them."

"Oh," Bian Nan looked back at Qiu Yi and found that although Qiu Yi's mask was pulled open, half of his face was blocked. The hat was pressed down. He could not recognize who was coming at a glance. He breathed a sigh of relief. For Qiu Yi, who was unwilling to know, this might be hidden from him, "This is..."

Before Bian Nan could make up someone, Qiu Yi suddenly pulled the scarf down, revealing his whole face, and nodded at Miao Yuan with a smile: "Hi."

Hi, uncle!

Bian Nan almost shouted, staring at Qiu Yi for a long time without saying anything.

"Hi!" Miao Yuan quickly smiled and waved his hand, "It's Qiu... Qiu Yi, it's such a coincidence."

"That," Bian Nan felt that the atmosphere was strange at the moment, but he still thought of the most critical question now, "Miaomiao, that..."

"Ah, I won't talk nonsense, no," Miao Yuan waved his hand desperately, "No, no, this... is a private matter, nothing to do with others."

"Thank you." Qiu Yi said aside.

"No thanks, no thanks, that's right," Miao Yuan raised his voice and laughed twice, "Ha! Haha! Then what, I'll leave first, I'll change my clothes, bye!"

Before they could say goodbye, Miao Yuan turned around and ran away with his clothes bag.

"Fuck," Bian Nan felt sweat on his back, so he wiped his forehead, "Will she say it?"

"Probably not," Qiu Yi tidied up the scarf, put on the mask again, and whispered, "I was shocked."

"I was shocked!" Bian Nan suddenly remembered and pulled him, "Your face is blocking, why did you pull the scarf when you're fine? She obviously didn't recognize you before!"

"Then who do you think this is? Wan Fei?" Qiu Yi said, coughing twice.

"It's okay to say anyone, we're in a dormitory that's similar to mine, and it's okay to say Sun Yifan, he's also in vain, and there's no need to say who it is." Bian Nan frowned.

"Why do you have to?" Qiu Yi patted his shoulder, "Let's go, eat, and accompany me to the hospital after eating."

"Aren't you unwilling to let people know?" Bian Nan muffled.

"Well, yes... don't want to," Qiu Yi smiled, "but you have been recognized by her."

Bian Nan glanced at him. Although he was afraid that people would know whether he and Qiu Yi were not in the same frequency band, Qiu Yi's words still made him feel warm and soft.

It was so boring that there was still no one. Bian Nan suspected that he and Qiu Yi would not come here, and the boss would not see a single customer for a month.

"Brother," Bian Nan called him as he came over with coffee and snacks, "Your name is Yang Xu, right?"

"Well," Yang Xu stood down and looked at him, "How is the internship?"

"It's pretty good, hey, Brother Yang," Bian Nan asked him with a smile, "Are you very familiar with Coach Shi?"

Yang Xu thought for a while: "I don't know."

"Hey," Bian Nan laughed, "Is there anyone like you? How can you not know?"

"Yes, don't I know?" Yang Xu turned around and walked out.

"It's quite cooked. Shijiang is full of your wife's cakes in breakfast," Bian Nan chased, "Uncle."

"What do you want to say?" Yang Xu stopped.

Bian Nan usually calls me brother, but Yang Xu likes to ignore him. If he calls me uncle, he can make a smile. He chuckled twice: "It's okay, but if I make a mistake in the future, can you help me say something nice."

"Okay, but I can't guarantee the effect," Yang Xu smiled, walked out, and said another sentence outside, "Maybe I'll just drive you out after I finish speaking."

"Do you drink some hot milk?" Bian Nan took a wife cake and took a bite. Looking at Qiu Yi, Qiu Yi's face was still not very good. He looked not very energetic. He reached out and touched Qiu Yi's face, "Replenish some energy, nutrition, etc."

"Not here, isn't there just coffee and wife cakes all the time?" Qiu Yi said.

"I'll ask." Bian Nan stood up and walked into the living room.

After he got to know that Yang Xu, whom he could not find, usually stayed in the small compartment next to the cashier, and he walked over and shouted, "Brother Yang, uncle, do you have hot milk?"

"No." Yang Xu replied inside.

"You can change your name to coffee and cakes. There is nothing else anyway," Bian Nan tsk, pulled open the small refrigerator next to him, and immediately saw a large box of milk in the refrigerator, "Isn't that true!"

Yang Xu opened the door of the small compartment and leaned against the door frame half-deadly: "That's mine."

"Let me borrow a cup," Bian Nan took out the box of milk, "I'll give you two cups tomorrow."

Yang Xu ignored him and closed the door of the small compartment again.

Bian Nan found the cup and poured a glass of milk, heated it in the microwave, and put it in front of Qiu Yi: "If you don't want to eat your wife's cake, I'll go out and buy you something to eat?"

"No," Qiu Yi picked up the cup and took a sip of milk, pinched Bian Nan's hand, "I don't have much appetite, I'll just eat a cake."

"Aren't you scared?" Bian Nan looked at him.

"Not for that," Qiu Yi laughed, thought about it and asked him again, "That Miaomiao must like you very much."

"I think too," Bian Nan grinned, "Can you see?"

"Yes," Qiu Yi nodded, "It's probably not good for her to see this today."

"Would you like me... to comfort her?" Bian Nan hesitated a little.

"I'm just talking." Qiu Yi took a cake.

After staying bored for a while, after eating, the two decided to go to the hospital now. Bian Nan put the money on the cashier and shouted in the cubicle: "Brother Yang, the money is here. I want to put it away and don't let someone take it away later."

"Take it away," Yang Xu replied lazily inside, "No one came."

"You are so open-minded..." Bian Nan twitched twice and walked out the door.

When I went out, I found that it was snowing heavily, the wind was blowing hard, and the visibility dropped a lot. Biannan ran forward, stopped a rental car at the entrance of the community, and drove over to pick up Qiu Yi.

"Is it cold?" Bian Nan sat in the back seat and patted the snowflakes on his hat.

"It's not cold," Qiu Yi said, and then leaned into his ear and whispered, "You are so considerate that I feel like I'm almost ill."

"Don't talk nonsense," Bian Nan glanced at him, "I tell you, colds are the most annoying. You still cough. Can you not be more thoughtful? I'm afraid you will be sick and go to make up for your classes or work."

There were many people in the hospital for a vacuo at noon. After waiting in the infusion room for a long time, it was Qiu Yi's turn. When he reached out to ask the nurse to get the injection, Bian Nan found a large area of ​​purple on the back of his hand.

"How did you do it? Haven't it been taken for two days?" Bian Nanting was surprised. After the nurse had a needle, he asked after leaving. Qiu Yi's skin was white, and the purple-colored look scary.

"It's always like this." Qiu Yi said indifferently.

"You haven't pressed enough time, right?" Bian Nan frowned.

"I pressed it enough and I just let it go when I got home from the hospital," Qiu Yi smiled, "The doctor said it would be fine if I had a hot compress."

"I'm sorry," Bian Nan touched his hand, "Is there any hot compress?"

"...forgot." Qiu Yi said.

"Who am I remember?" Bian Nan looked at him.

"Remember," Qiu Yi looked at him with a smile, "The big tiger son is so annoying."

Bian Nan was very happy for a long time: "You are so annoying."

After Qiu Yi's fever subsided, the cold was not a big problem, he was still coughing.

This week, before the final exam, Qiu Yi called Bian Nan while coughing: "At least, can you remember some things and get back to the standard?"

"Fuck, I often pass the exam!" Bian Nanting was dissatisfied.

"Then I'll wait and see after the exam." Qiu Yi said.

Bian Nan was embarrassed by what he said. If he wanted to pass the exam, there were not many times. Almost all the time he had to take the make-up exam. The school had to relax the requirements for students with good professional grades. Bian Nan usually fooled it while taking the make-up exam and was able to pass the exam.

This time when Qiu Yi said this, he rarely picked up a basically brand new book a few days before the exam.

After taking a look, he gave up and turned around and snatched Sun Yifan's book. Only Sun Yifan's achievements in their dormitory were successful, and he was the only one who drew a lot on the book.

Holding Sun Yifan's book, Bian Nan gritted his teeth and stayed for four nights. He didn't know how many he had entered. Anyway, this was his first time to review before the exam in so many years.

After the exam, the results were obtained two days after the exam. Wan Fei was shocked: "Brother Nan!"

"What are you doing?" Bian Nan looked at his report card and couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"Are you Brother Nan? Bian Nan? Going there, south?" Wan Fei stared at him.

"Look at my face," Bian Nan pointed to his face, "Who else can grow such a handsome and handsome face that has been beautiful for three years besides me?"

"Damn, my brother Nan has passed the exam?" Wan Fei covered his forehead and looked out the window for a long time, "The sun is scared!"

"That's what I said," Bian Nan laughed, "Is this what I want to do..."

"Not that, but the key is that you read the four-day book, right?" Wan Fei failed the third subject, but he was even more excited than him at this moment. "Is this thing a scholar and a master even more contagious?"

"Get out, I don't usually stop listening to the class. When you sleep, I take the time to listen to the teacher talking about something." Bian Nan snapped his fingers.

"Your dad should be smiling and coughing again when he gets home tonight." Wan Fei sighed very much.

Speaking of laughing and coughing, Bian Nan was also very moved. About the first year of high school, Bian Nan passed the exam once. My father was so happy that he kept coughing. He coughed for a long time...

Bian Nan looked at the time. The final shipping exam was two days earlier than them. Qiu Yi had finished the exam. He was transferring to make-up classes these days. He decided to go home first and call Qiu Yi to the evening.
To be continued...