"Then take Brother Chi back first?"

"No, let him be here." Chu Zheng refused You Zixi's proposal.

You Zixi thought for a while, and as a sensible person, nodded very understandingly.

After Yu Zixi left, Chuzheng was going to quietly take a look at the card.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he pushed the door, he stood behind the door, his eyes out of focus, like a wooden sculpture.

Chu Zheng: "..."

Scared to death!

"I'm hungry." The boy closed his lips slightly, his tone was flat, and he couldn't hear the joy or anger: "Is there anything to eat?"

"Have."

There is still a little bit of life in Chuzheng's refrigerator, and Chuzheng simply handled it and brought it out for later return.

After returning home to eat, his speed was a bit fast, his cheeks were bulging, and his soft broken hair fell, blocking his eyes.

"You slow down." Chuzheng poured him a glass of water: "Don't choke." I still have trouble choking.

After finishing eating late, he stared at the empty bowl in a daze.

Chuzheng followed him to watch for a while, and then asked, "I'm not full? Still, do you want to eat?"

After returning to God, put down his chopsticks and shook his head: "Thank you."

Chu Zheng replied politely: "You're welcome."

-

Into the night.

Outside the window, the sound of rain continued, and in the room, the teenager was lying on the bed, sleeping unsteadily.

I don't know how long it took, the young boy's closed eyes suddenly opened, breathing slightly.

The throat becomes dry and it is difficult to swallow saliva.

The darkness in front of him gradually dissipated, and something was vaguely visible.

This is not his room.

Where is he?

This question flashed in Chi Gui's mind.

There was no answer in my brain, and a voice suddenly sounded next to him: "What's the matter?"

Cold and indifferent, still clear in the dark.

He turned his head fiercely, and there was clearly a figure next to him.

Late return: "..."

The sluggish brain started slowly.

I remembered that I followed Chuzheng back...

But why are they in one room and one bed?

After returning to find his own voice: "Why are you... why are you here?"

"You have a fever." Chu Zheng reached out his hand and probed his forehead: "I look at you."

The hot forehead of the late return was pressed against the cool palm, and he felt comfortable for a moment.

At this time, when he returned, he felt his head gloomy and his body was weak.

Chi Gui avoids Chu Zheng's hand unnaturally: "I'm fine...you don't need to be here, you go back to sleep."

"This is my home. I'll be wherever I want." Chuzheng pulled down the quilt for him: "Go to sleep."

Late return: "..."

Chu Zheng just leaned on the head of the bed and sat on the quilt beside him, not too intimate.

At this time, Chi Gui didn't have the strength to argue with Chu Zheng, he only felt that he was burning uncomfortably and his throat was about to dry.

Chigui endured it, and couldn't help it: "I want to drink water."

Chu Zheng didn't make a sound, but quickly went out and poured a cup of hot water in and helped him up.

Chi Gui wanted to sit down by himself, but Chu Zheng was very powerfully hugging his shoulders, and Chi Gui was forced to lean on her shoulders.

The hot water soaks the dry mouth and slides down the throat into the stomach.

The surroundings were dark and silent, and the swallowing sound was particularly clear.

After drinking a full glass of water, I feel like I'm alive again.

"Are you still drinking?" Chu Zheng wiped off the water stains on the corner of Chi Gui's mouth with his hands, rubbing his lips with his fingers, knowing whether it was intentional or accidental.

Chi Gui's body stiffened slightly. He turned to the beginning and wiped it with the back of his hand: "Stop drinking."

Chuzheng touched his long-awaited hair, letting people lie back and tuck the quilt.

Chi Gui was covered with a quilt, and one side was suppressed by Chu Zheng. He felt like he was sealed.

His head was a little groggy, but he was not sleepy at all.

The thoughts in his mind were also messy, he didn't even know what he was thinking.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but Chi Gui looked sideways at the person leaning next to him, his lips squirming for a while, and after all he said, "Are you asleep?"

"No."

"are you cold?"

"It's not cold." Isn't this the air conditioner on? Why is it cold?

"..." He stopped talking.

After the first Zheng, I realized that, but it was not right to think about it. Maybe he wanted to take the opportunity to drive her back to the room?

I'm still more witty!

Chi Gui didn't know when he fell asleep, and it was already the next day when he woke up.

It's still raining outside, and the sky is gloomy, giving people a very depressing feeling.

The person is no longer in the room.

Chi Gui rubbed his forehead and sat up, after two minutes of relaxation, he lifted the quilt and dropped to the ground.

Stepping on the ground, Jigui felt top-heavy, and the room in front of him was spinning.

Slowly returning for a while, walked towards the door.

The finger just touched the doorknob, the doorknob was already down, and then the door was pushed open, and the girl outside broke into his sight.

"Woke up?"

"Ok……"

Chu Zheng continued to touch his forehead, still feeling a little burnt, and said, "Take the medicine again later."

"Oh."

Chi Gui is like a soulless baby, what Chuzheng said.

Chi Gui was sick, and his hair seemed to have lost its previous luster, and he was in a daze, lying on the sofa, holding his mobile phone and staring at the screen.

Since yesterday, there has been no phone call except the missed calls made by You Zixi.

Jigui held the phone slightly hard.

Those two didn't even want to make a phone call...

They don't care where they are or what they are doing...

Maybe someday he dies, they will quarrel about who will hold his funeral.

The back of his hand suddenly warmed when he returned, and then the phone was forcibly taken away: “It’s easy to get dizzy when you’re sick, so watch it less.”

The moment the sound fell, there was a blanket on his body, and the girl put his arms around his shoulders through the blanket.

Chi Gui turned to look at her, the girl looked serious and serious, as if she was holding a baby in her arms and needed to be treated with caution.

Chi Gui's eyelashes trembled lightly, his voice hoarse: "Do you like me?"

Chu Zheng glanced at him strangely and nodded: "Yeah."

Returning late: "Then let's associate."

Chu Zheng felt even more strange: "Are you burnt out?" What if he gets better and breaks up with me? ! I will do it!

Chi Gui pursed his lower lip.

"Wait for your illness..." The words behind Chuzheng suddenly muffled, and the loose blanket slowly fell, blocking his vision.

-

Half of the blanket hangs on the ground, and half hangs on Chigui's body.

Chu Zheng pulled the blanket up, wrapped him around, and stared at the person above: "You think I'm sick too?"

It seemed that Chi Gui just remembered it, so he quickly sat up beside him and said, "I'm sorry."

He didn't think so much just now.

Chi Gui then asked: "So what's your answer?"

Chuzheng's tone is serious: "Late back, I hope you didn't make this decision when you are sick and your brain is not clear, because I won't give you a chance to go back."

"...I'm sober." He knew what he was talking about. "No regrets either."

"Okay." Chu Zheng raised his hand and brushed away the broken hair from the boy's forehead, revealing his eyes: "Remember what you said."