狼行成双 || wolves of a pair prowl together [English Translation]

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"You have a cold, You have a cold, You have a cold..." Qiu Yan estimated the amount of ginger from the small basket in the kitchen. He hummed as he washed the ginger, put it on the cutting board, picked up a kitchen knife and patted it a few times. "Cold, cold, cold..."

"Why are you so happy when I catch a cold?" Qiu Yi went into the kitchen, took some water from a small pot, threw a piece of brown sugar in, and put it on the stove to boil.

When he wanted to take the kitchen knife from Qiu Yan's hand, Qiu Yan said anxiously: "I'll do it, I'll do it"

"Okay, okay, you come, you come," Qiu Yi stood aside, "When you're done, it's time to go to bed."

"Why didn't Dahuzi come over to play today?" Qiu Yan threw the crushed ginger into the pot and stirred it back and forth with a spoon.

"He..." Qiu Yi subconsciously touched the mobile phone in his pocket. Bian Nan made a call at noon. After hearing his voice, he immediately turned off the phone and has not turned it on again. "He started an internship. He has to work on weekends, didn’t he say that yesterday?”

"Oh," Qiu Yan lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I forgot."

Qiu Yi touched his head and said nothing.

"Then are you going to make up classes tomorrow?" Qiu Yan turned back and looked at him.

“I'm going," Qiu Yi rubbed his nose, "We've already agreed, it's hard to change the time."

"What if you infect the students?" Qiu Yan said with a frown.

"It isn't so easy to get infected," Qiu Yi smiled, "I just need to stay away from other people. You haven't gotten infected these days."

"Oh." Qiu Yan seemed a little depressed, lowering his head and stirring the pot with a spoon, and stopped talking.

Qiu Yi knew that he was a little disappointed. If he took the weekend off and didn't make up for classes, he could stay with him at home.

However, he had to make up for his classes if he could, and he had to work in the restaurant if he could. Qiu Yi almost never missed part-time work due to illness, especially since the Chinese New Year was coming soon. He promised his uncle to pay back part of the money.

After paying off the money, there is basically no savings left. At least the living expenses have to be saved, and there are also miscellaneous expenses, money for the New Year, Qiu Yan’s tuition fees for starting school, dad’s medical expenses...

Qiu Yi turned around and sneezed. He patted Qiu Yan on the shoulder: "Okay, the water is boiling. You go to sleep in dad's room. I'll drink it and sleep."

"Yeah." Qiu Yan put down the spoon and went back to the room to sleep.

In fact, Qiu Yi rarely gets sick. He has always been in good health and rarely catches a cold throughout the year. This time, he caught a cold after half an hour of cold wind blowing in the courtyard, which was a bit unexpected for him.

But once a person who rarely gets sick does get sick, it can be quite aggressive. Now he feels dizzy and his thoughts are as disconnected as breathing.

He had already taken the medicine, but it had no effect. After drinking the ginger syrup, his head felt heavy and his body was a little cold.

When he returned to the room, Qiu Yan had already gone to sleep in his father's room and the lights were turned off. He quietly found the thermometer from the drawer and entered the back room.

After sitting on the chair for twenty minutes with the thermometer under his arm, he took out the thermometer, took a look at it, frowned and clicked his tongue. He actually had a fever, 38 degrees .