"……Oh."

Omega stayed on the bed to stabilize his body, smiled embarrassedly, and arched beside Zheng Feiyu, cuddled him, and sat down obediently.

The room was so cold that the two covered the same bed with a warm quilt, but they were very hot.

The white fungus in the bowl was transparent, the dates were red, and a few pieces of crushed rock sugar were melted, smelling sweet. Omega lowered her head and blew a hot air into her palm, rubbed her hands again, and turned her head to see Zheng Fei holding the pestle, and urged, "Drink."

Do you want to drink together?

Zheng Feiyu wanted to say this, and he wanted to feed Omega himself a spoonful, but a weird situation happened: the throat and muscles did not listen at all, no matter how urgent the heart was, the body seemed to be stiff, holding a bowl, a calm face, and not smiling As if in the hand is a bowl of bitter Coptis chinensis.

After no response for a long time, the smile on Omega's face gradually disappeared.

"Don't you ... don't like it?" Omega carefully moved away and didn't dare to touch him any more. "Fei, I know you don't like sweets, but the air conditioner at home is broken, it's really cold ... You make it up Just take a few sips, right? "

There are unspeakable expressions.

Zheng Feiyu was so anxious. He couldn't stand Omega's whisper, and wanted to grab his wrist and tell him not to be upset, as long as you did it, I would be happy with whatever it was. But the body was still unresponsive, like a puppet outside of consciousness.

Some terrible force imprisoned him, preventing him from expressing his feelings for Omega.

"Hida ..."

Omega called him gently, fear and love flowed in his eyes, and eventually love prevailed. He reached out and guided Zheng Feiyan to hold the spoon like teaching children to use tableware: "Drink a little, just a little ... obediently."

At one o'clock in the morning, the sky was filled with snow and wind, and the thin glass cut off the strong wind and the sharp whistling of the bones.

Zheng Feiyu drank the spoonful of Tremella soup, and Omega rested quietly on his leg, watching the tough lines of his chin and the swallowing movement of his throat, his eyes were nostalgic and eager.

"Hida, is it delicious?" He asked.

Zheng Feiyu nodded.

So Omega smiled contentedly, stretched his arms around his waist, and slowly tightened his nose into the folds of the sweater, sulking, like a shy teenager in love.

The light cast a blur of light brown on his hair, which looked lively and warm.

"Feiyou, Cheng Xiu called me last night and said that you were black again, and you were afraid of seeing a bad temper. I thought, you are probably here, not this week or next week, Anyway, it won't be too late, I have to prepare early ... who knows how long it took to hang up and you will knock on the door. "

He frowned, counting the days with his fingertips: "Last time ... I remember you came back on November 18th. Today is only thirty. It's been less than two weeks. It will take more than three weeks ... "

He yanked Zheng Feiyi's hem and asked with anxiety, "Feiyi, what has happened to you lately, is there too much pressure?"

The man sitting at the bed said nothing.

Zheng Feiyi certainly wanted to speak. He had too many questions, especially when he heard the name of the old subordinate who should not have any intersection with Omega. But he was cast into a steel body, and his words and actions were limited. He could only do fixed movements step by step, and couldn't even say a word of comfort.

Suddenly, he felt his waist tightened, and Omega hugged him again. The force of the musculoskeletal collision was so strong, like a stone stamp hitting the ink pads, and the red juice was splashed.

"Fei, of course ... I want to see you, of course, but you come too often, which is not a good sign ..." Omega was a little excited. "Cheng Xiu asked me not to worry, saying that you have many things at the end of the year, it will inevitably be worse than Normally busy. How can you lie to me because of this reason? You, even if you are not at the end of the year, are too busy to be busy. "

He grabbed Zheng Fei's strong back muscles, and the warm sweater material slid across the finger gap and drew into his palm.

"... You are used to holding power in your own hands. No matter what you do, you have to decide for yourself to be at ease. But if you don't delegate power, how can people help you share the work? Feiye, Jiusheng is not a small company, it is huge Is also very mature and fault-tolerant. Why do you spend so much energy pursuing an unnecessary perfection? When you make money, you also have to spend your body, right? "

Omega got up slightly and looked at Zheng Feiyu expectantly. It seemed that he hoped that he could nod his head and promised to weigh life and work from now on, instead of devoting his career to twenty-four hours.

In the face of this selfless care, Zheng Feiyan had a fever in his chest and almost blurted out, answering all his demands.

——Don't worry, my body is very healthy, my body is strong, and I don't often get sick.

——I will sort out my style of doing things, learn to downplay the thinking of the totalitarians, and decentralize everything that should be delegated.

——I just got a hard-earned long vacation. The rest of the time belongs to you. As long as you want, I can stay with you and never end it.

...

However, in Omega's black pupil, he saw an indifferent self.

"Forget it, you don't listen to what Cheng Xiu said, and you can't remember what I said. At dawn, you have to forget about it ... you probably have to toss yourself down before you can learn a lesson."

Omega gave up the communication, smiled comfortably, took the empty bowl, got out of bed and went to the kitchen to clean.

When he left the bed, his trousers were hooked for a while, revealing his white ankles. Zheng Feiyu saw it, and there was an inexplicable agitation in his body, and itching ran from the soles of his feet all the way to his heart.