I Just Want to Divorce - Chapter 39

There was silence in the house.

Yan Xiao looked at Ye Fei so firmly, as if to convey his thoughts to his heart through his eyes.

Ye Fei is distressed and powerless. He wants to tell Yan Xiao that there are not many years, only two years; he wants him to stop holding unrealistic fantasies and accept the reality honestly.

But when he met his quiet and persistent gaze, he couldn’t say the words that came out of his mouth.

After a long while, he raised his head and kissed Yan Xiao’s lips, and said softly, “Brother Yan, we do our best to know the destiny, and let the future worry about the future. If you don’t want too much, just be happy together, okay?”

Yan Xiao couldn’t fully understand his words, and mistakenly thought that Ye Fei was questioning his feelings. She hugged Ye Fei very nervously and said, “I like you very much” and “I’m not unhappy”, as if she were dealing with some world-class project.

Rao’s atmosphere was still a little sad, and Ye Fei was also amused by his silly appearance. After kissing him for a while, I pushed him away and said, “I’m too tired to fly. I want to go to bed early today, so I’ll take a shower first.”

Yan Xiao said “Okay” and let go of his hand consciously.

Ye Fei went to his original room to find pajamas, and Yan Xiao stood by and looked at him, like a big tail following him all the time.

“What?” Ye Fei pulled out a light gray nightgown, shook it in front of him, and teased, “Do you want to wash with me?”

Yan Xiao moved his eyes unnaturally and said, “No.”

“Really?” Ye Fei glanced at his key parts maliciously, and breathed softly in Yan Xiao’s ear, “Then who was the person who used the bathroom for a long time this morning?”

Yan Xiao clasped Ye Fei’s waist, his eyes gradually darkened.

“Brother Yan,” Ye Fei said with a smile on her lips, looking straight at Yan Xiao, and continued to tease without fear of death, “What were you thinking at that time?”

Yan Xiao rolled his Adam’s apple a few times, lowered his head and looked at him. After a while, he said hoarsely, “I miss you.”

“I can’t think of me either, I’m going to have an EMG tomorrow.” Ye Fei leaned on his shoulder and smirked.

When doing an EMG, the muscles are required to be in a state of absolute relaxation, and strenuous exercise tonight is obviously not suitable.

“Next time,” Ye Crimson said with slightly parted lips, and said in a low voice, “I’ll clean it up and you can do it for you.”

After finishing speaking, he touched Yan Xiao’s lower abdomen, hummed a song and entered the bathroom. He didn’t find that Yan Xiao’s dark and aggressive eyes were always fixed on him.

After Ye Fei came out, she went directly to Yan Xiao’s room. As soon as he entered the door, he laughed.

The dark bedside table was originally heavy and serious, but at this moment, a small furry turtle was placed on it, which suddenly destroyed the overall style of the room.

“It’s still there,” Ye Fei climbed onto the bed and poked at the turtle’s shell, “I’m all here, let’s throw this ugly thing away.”

Yan Xiao said “No” and hugged Ye Fei from behind.

Ye Fei smiled, relaxed her body obediently, and turned off the bedside lamp.

At this point, this big bed, which has been placed for several years, finally has another owner waiting for it.

Ye Fei originally thought that she would not sleep well. After all, the two had just established a relationship, and they were at the age of vigorous energy, so it was inevitable to wipe-gun-walk-fire.

But he was actually lying in Yan Xiao’s arms, sniffing the light scent of shower milk on his body. Ye Fei had no more thoughts in her heart, she just felt peaceful, and she didn’t even know when she fell asleep.

After a good night’s sleep, I woke up again the next morning.

Ye Fei squinted her eyes and slowed down, and then her consciousness gradually returned to the cage. He moved, and Yan Xiao’s voice immediately came from above his head: “Ye Fei, morning.”

Ye Fei turned her head and met Yan Xiao Qingming’s gaze.

“Wake up long ago?” Ye Fei rubbed her eyes, lifted the quilt and sat up, “Why didn’t you get up?”

Yan Xiao pulled the nightgown up for him and said, “I want to stay with you for a while.”

Ye Fei yawned, leaned against him like she was boneless, and asked, “How did you arrange it today?”

“Go for the genetic test first,” Yan Xiao told him, “and then do the EMG.”

He paused, hugged Ye Fei tighter, and said in a low voice, “It might hurt a bit.”

“Small idea,” Ye Fei smiled indifferently, pretending to be relaxed, “It’s just checking, how much pain can it hurt.”

Knowing that Yan Xiao was worried and didn’t want to talk too much about this issue, he changed the subject without a trace: “Get up, pack up and go quickly, check and finish early.”

Yan Xiao said “OK” and went to the bathroom with him.

It was past nine o’clock when the two of them finished their breakfast and went out. The driver dutifully waited at the door and drove them to the hospital.

Genetic testing is very simple, just draw a tube of blood, but electromyography is the trouble.

Because Ye Fei did not have any symptoms of ALS for the time being, the doctor could not determine the location of his lesions, so he could only do a whole-body electromyogram.

“I just asked, it will take at least three hours,” Ye Fei said to Yan Xiao while signing the informed letter, “Don’t wait here, doesn’t the company have something else to do? Just let the driver stay, otherwise Cheng Minghao is going to protest with you.”

Yan Xiao looked at Ye Fei, said “I’m not busy”, and then said “I’m not leaving”, looking very persistent.

Ye Fei had no choice but to hand the letter of knowledge to the nurse who was waiting beside her, and said, “Then have someone bring the computer over and find a place in the corridor to sit and work.”

Yan Xiao still refused.

“Ye Fei,” Yan Xiao called his name and said, “I can’t hold anything in my mind now except you.”

Ye Fei was stunned, then smiled relievedly: “Okay, then wait for me to come out.”

Ye Fei had a lumbar puncture in her previous life and a muscle biopsy in this life. He thought EMG would be a piece of cake for him, but he miscalculated.

He was still in a cold sweat as the long electrode needle stabbed into his flesh and stabbed and shocked.

“It’s alright, relax,” the kind-looking female doctor comforted him gently, “the place where the tiger’s mouth really hurts, it will be much better in the future.”

“Well,” Ye Fei accepted her kindness, and continued after the moment of pain had passed, “I can also feel the feeling of Ziwei.”

The female doctor was amused by him: “You mean I’m Mama Rong?”

“Who said that?” Ye Fei raised her eyebrows, “How come you have something to do with your mama all over your body?”

“It’s no use flattering,” the female doctor stabbed a needle into his biceps, looked for nerves from different angles, and smiled, “It has to be pierced.”

Ye Fei groaned, and the physiological tears overflowed uncontrollably.

“How many needles will I need?” In order to divert her attention, Ye Fei found a topic to chat with the doctor.

“Forty to fifty,” the female doctor continued to fiddle with the needle without raising her head. “It’s more difficult to do the whole body, so be patient.”

Ye Fei’s eyes darkened, and she suddenly regretted agreeing to Yan Xiao’s visit.

The female doctor’s technique is very good, and she is very accurate in finding nerves. Rao was like this, Ye Fei couldn’t get up after she was done.

He was confused, most of his hair was wet with cold sweat, and he didn’t even know when Yan Xiao came in.

“Ye Fei,” Yan Xiao’s face turned pale, as if he had also done an EMG with Ye Fei. He wanted to hug Ye Fei, but was worried about touching his wound, so he could only stand by the head of the bed with his hands tied, comforting him clumsily over and over again, “It’s alright, it’s alright.”

Ye Fei seems to be free and easy, and doesn’t care about anything, but in fact has a lot of concerns. Since I was a child, I had to rely on myself for everything, so I developed a temperament with strong self-esteem and never willing to show weakness in front of others.

But now, when Yan Xiao’s concerned eyes were met, his prepared disguises all disappeared.

“Brother Yan,” he closed his eyes, his voice was very soft, as if it would dissipate when blown by the wind, “I hurt so much.”

“Just this time,” Yan Xiao took out a tissue, wiped his sweat clumsily, and kissed his face lightly, “I won’t let you hurt again.”

Ye Fei thought it was funny and wanted to ask Yan Xiao how to guarantee this. But he really didn’t have the strength to speak, so he just smiled reluctantly as a response.

After lying down for more than half an hour, Ye Fei felt that her recovery was almost complete, so she left the hospital with Yan Xiao. During this period, Yan Xiao exaggeratedly wanted to carry him back, but Ye Fei sternly refused.

“It hurts when the needle is poked inside,” Ye Fei said as she got into the car and chuckled, “It’s healed now, so squeamish.”

Yan Xiao turned a deaf ear, and carefully fastened his seat belt. Instructed the driver to reduce the speed to a minimum, and drove home like a snail crawling all the way.

EMG results will be available tomorrow, and genetic testing will take about ten days.

Ye Fei could clearly feel that Yan Xiao was a little anxious. Although he couldn’t see it on his face, he checked the mailbox for receiving the test report every hour on average.

Ye Fei sighed, not knowing how to make him feel better. Recalling that I heard someone say that it would be much better to eat sweets when I was in a bad mood, so I walked into the kitchen.

The only sweets at home are those Haagen-Dazs that Yan Xiao hoarded.

Ye Fei opened the freezer layer of the refrigerator and was stunned.

Where Haagen-Dazs was originally placed, a pile of old popsicles are neatly stacked.

Ye Fei didn’t think much about it and took two of them. Losing one to Yan Xiao, he said while unpacking: “You change your taste fast enough.”

Yan Xiao looked at him quietly and said, “Don’t you like it?”

Ye Fei was surprised: “What am I—”

Ye Fei’s voice stopped abruptly, and the conversation she once had with Yan Xiao instantly came to mind.

–“What do you like?”

– “Not sweet.”

–“for example?”

– “Old Popsicle.”

He said a word casually, and he forgot it, but Yan Xiao always remembered it.

“How did you know that I would come?” Ye Fei was silent for a long time, then raised her head and asked Yan Xiao, “What if I didn’t promise you and I didn’t come?”

“I don’t know.” Yan Xiao said.

He tore open the wrapping paper covered with ice crystals, stuffed the peeled root into Ye Fei’s hand, and said slowly, “I just want you to be able to eat it right away when you want it.”

The author has something to say: EMG refers to the cases of Post Bar and Zhihu~