During the afternoon training, Wan Fei strongly asked to go to Qiu Yi's house together in the evening.

"It's almost half a month," Wan Feite shook his head in a daze, "I haven't watched our masterpieces well yet!"

Bian Nan wiped the sweat on his face: "Damn, hurry up and shake your hair from the flowerbed. The flower workers don't have to water it for three days."

"Go together," Wan Fei covered his head with a towel, "let me also feel the feeling of being excited when I stand on the enemy's corpse."

"You got it," Bian Nan wiped his sweat and carried his bag to the dormitory. "Why didn't you understand when the enemy lay on the ground that night? It was like a second kicking his butt... "

However, Wan Fei was talking lively. After returning to the dormitory, he was unhappy to lie on the bed after taking a shower. When Bian Nan changed his clothes and was about to leave, he was already lying on the bed and falling asleep at the end of the bed.

Bian Nan found a book from the drawer, tore a blank page, wrote the words "This is the head" and then tracing it for a long time and thickened it on Wan Fei's face before walking out of the dormitory.

There are very few taxis in the school. Bian Nan looked at it for a long time and didn't wait for the car, so he had to get on a Sanbengzi.

Sanbengzi in the city restricted the traffic. After getting off the car, he was still a short distance away from Qiu Yan's house. He stood there for a long time and stopped another car for rent.

It's funny to have to reverse the car when you go out by taking a taxi, but today's training is tiring, so he's too lazy to walk for the last ten minutes.

When passing by the small supermarket at the entrance of the alley, Bian Nan originally planned to go in and buy some food for Qiu Yan, but when he thought of Qiu Yi's attitude, he hesitated for a while but still didn't buy it. He would rather take Qiu Yan out and buy it and eat it now.

After entering the alley, a person came towards me.

Biannan lowered his head and looked at the bricks under his feet. When he felt someone coming, he gave in to the side. Just as he was about to walk forward, he found that the man was blocking him.

He frowned and raised his head, and found that the person standing in front of him was actually Shen Tao.

"Why are you here?" Shen Tao's expression was not very good-looking.

"What's wrong with you when I'm taking a walk?" Bian Nan inserted his hands into his pocket and looked at Shen Tao.

"Then you go," Shen Tao stared at him and made way out.

Bian Nan glanced at him, continued to walk into the alley, and walked a few steps to find Shen Tao following him.

He didn't look back and looked at the shadows on the ground. Although not everyone likes Pan Yifeng's group, they can't be guaranteed when they occasionally rise. He just finished the attack on Qiu Yi for only two days.

However, Shen Tao followed behind him without any movement. Bian Nan pushed the door and entered the yard, and he followed him in.

In the yard, the old lady from the neighbor was sitting under the grape trellis listening to the radio. Biannan called out grandma, and then he saw a small figure running out of the kitchen.

He quickly bent down and opened his arms.

"Big Huzi, you are here!" Qiu Yan rushed into his arms and shouted loudly, looking behind him, and shouted again, "Brother Xiaotao, haven't you left?"

"I've got something down." Shen Tao smiled at Qiu Yan and walked into the kitchen.

"Are you cooking? Your dad is in the house?" Bian Nan planned to go inside and say hello to Dad Qiu. After picking Qiu Yan up, he saw Qiu Yi leaning against the kitchen door.

"Dad is uncomfortable today, so I'll go to bed after taking medicine," Qiu Yan hugged his neck, "My brother and I are about to cook."

"Discomfortable? Are you sick?" Bian Nan looked into the house.

"It's not that I'm sick, my father sometimes feels uncomfortable." Qiu Yan said.

Bian Nan was afraid that he would disturb his father Qiu, so he didn't enter the house and sat down next to the grape trellis. Qiu Yan took out a red plastic five-pointed star from his pocket and handed it to him: "This is the prize I won today, I'll give it to you."

"Thank you, you are so capable, you can still win the prize," Bian Nan took the Five-pointed Star and touched his pocket for a long time without touching anything except his wallet. "I'll take you to buy something later."

"I can't eat snacks on weekends," Qiu Yan whispered in his ear, "My brother won't let me."

"Then I'll take you to buy toys." Bian Nan looked at Qiu Yi. Qiu Yi didn't look at him, but instead met Shen Tao with an unhappy look. It was lightning.

"I won't leave." Shen Tao also leaned against the kitchen door and hugged his arms.

"Then squat at the gate of your yard," Qiu Yi looked at him, "I'm still cooking here, don't cause trouble for me."

"There is someone squatting there to make trouble. Please let him leave first." Shen Tao did not move.

"Whatever you want," Qiu Yi jumped to the stove twice, "You want Qiu Yan to see what you want to see, don't fucking you standing out from me."

"Damn!" Shen Tao cursed in a low voice.

"Whoever wants to find whoever you want?" Qiu Yi frowned.

"Call me if you have something to do." Shen Tao hesitated for a while.

"Yes." Qiu Yi nodded.

When Shen Tao walked out of the yard, he looked back at Bian Nan. Bian Nan was not polite and stared back with impatient expression. If Qiu Yan hadn't leaned against him, Shen Tao would have swung his chair to the side.

"I'll go and help my brother cook." Qiu Yan called out goodbye to Brother Xiaotao and planned to run to the kitchen.

"How can you? Your brother can do it, you can help you too much." Bian Nan grabbed him and watched Qiu Yi jump with one foot in the kitchen.

"The doctor said he couldn't go down the floor," Qiu Yan frowned, "I'm not relieved."

Qiu Yan said this like a little adult. Bian Nan was speechless for a moment and had to let go.

After Qiu Yan ran into the kitchen, Bian Nan sat in the yard, looking up at the grape leaves that had grown a lot. The old lady kept looking at him on the side.

Bian Nan sat with her persistent eyes for two minutes and couldn't sit still. He turned his head and said, "Grandma, do you have something to do?"

"You go and help." The old lady reached out and patted him on his shoulder, looking at him with confusion. She probably thought that he was very active in cooking before, and why did she stand by now?

"Oh." Bian Nanting stood up helplessly and walked slowly towards the kitchen.

As soon as he walked out of the kitchen door, he saw Qiu Yi jumping to get the plate, but Qiu Yan happened to be blocking him. He staggered and his legs were conditioned in the plaster and fell directly to the ground.

"Hey!" Bian Nan was startled. He would definitely fall if he was about to hit the ground. He rushed over and held Qiu Yi's arm.

Qiu Yan was also shocked and took several steps to the side.

"Tell me you can help me," Bian Nan turned his head to him, "Go out and wait."

Qiu Yan ran out of the kitchen and stood at the door: "I want to get the plate."

"I'll do it," Bian Nan looked at Qiu Yi and said angrily, "You can't stand steadily at any stake."

"Let you try another day." Qiu Yiting answered calmly.

"Fuck," Bian Nan understood what he meant and lowered his voice, "Are you afraid of you? I'll put it here, you can come if you have the ability!"

Qiu Yi didn't say anything, and Bian Nan didn't say anything more. Qiu Yan, who was standing outside the door, made them dare not even speak harshly.

"Okay, I'll do it." Bian Nan held Qiu Yi's arm and dragged him out of the kitchen.

After helping Qiu Yi into the house, Bian Nan threw him onto the bed: "Stay there."

"Hard-Go..." Qiu Yi lay on the bed and pointed to the quilt at the foot of the bed.

Bian Nan pressed his impatiently over and put the quilt on. After hesitating for a moment, he held Qiu Yi's legs in plaster and placed them on the quilt.

"Thank you." Qiu Yi said.

"Do you have to cook by yourself?" Bian Nan frowned, "I found that you are really sick. You can be poor if you order a takeaway?"

"I have to stay in bed for a month, three meals a day, and my dad can make breakfast, and I have two takeout meals," Qiu Yi said slowly, "The cheapest lunch box at the entrance of the alley is ten yuan. My family of three is sixty a day, even Qiu Yan is half a person, fifty a day, how much is a month? Do you know how much I earn in a restaurant working in the evening? Oh, now this money is gone..."

"Okay, okay!" Bian Nan interrupted him. Qiu Yi said this, which made him feel a little inexplicably guilty. He was thinking about venting his anger, but he had never considered the chain reaction of unluckyness in the future.

But when I think that Qiu Yi might know about his messy things, I always feel a little angry and upset.

"Do you understand?" Qiu Yi was still not anxious or slow.

"Don't make trouble if you're fine," Bian Nan pointed at him, "I'll give Erbao face and don't talk so much to you!"

"One thousand five." Qiu Yi said.

"Fuck!" Bian Nan cursed and turned around and went out.

Qiu Yi reached out and twisted the desk lamp beside the bed, took a book and opened it.

It was not surprising that Bian Nan would really come today. He could see that Bian Nan liked Qiu Yan very much, so he would come if he agreed.

Bian Nan didn't want to see him, nor did he want Bian Nan to always wander around him. If he was asked to lie in bed every day and pee, he would have to think that the person who made up his mind for five minutes was not Bian Nan. Even if he had had a fight with Bian Nan before, he wouldn't be so irritable.

But it was Bian Nan who made him unable to go out this month, unable to work, and unable to make up for the class. Neither his father nor Qiu Yan took care of him, so there was something else he could not bear.

If you are unhappy, you can do whatever you want.

Bian Nan spent half an hour struggling in the kitchen and stir-fry the dishes that Qiu Yi had already cut, but because he didn't know which dish should be served, he probably cooked them casually.

After putting the dishes on the table, Qiu Yan ran into the inner room: "Brother is having dinner, I'll help you."

Because there was no father Qiu present, Bian Nan didn't pretend to behave and stood in the living room without moving.

Two seconds later, Qiu Yan ran out and entered Qiu's father's house and pushed out the wheelchair. Qiu Yan had been trying to make a move in the kitchen before, but now he ran out and ran in again, with sweat all over the tip of his nose.

"I'll do it, you serve the rice." Bian Nan patted him and went over and pushed the wheelchair into the room.

Qiu Yi had already gotten up and stood beside the bed with the table.

Bian Nan pushed the wheelchair behind him and turned around to walk away.

"Oh," Qiu Yi jumped and took a step back. When his leg touched the wheelchair, the wheelchair retreated, "Take the brakes."

"Brake?" Bian Nan went over and looked, "Where is there a wheelchair? Where is it? Where to pinch the brake?"

"What do you think the bicycle?" Qiu Yi pointed behind the wheel, "that black handle, pull it down."

"Where did you go to your slutty bicycle?" Bian Nan pulled down the black handle and shook his wheelchair. He couldn't move anymore. "Did you break the bone?"

"In the storage room." Qiu Yi sat in a wheelchair.
To be continued...