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"How about taking Brother Chi back first?"

"No, let him stay here." Chuzheng refused You Zixi's proposal.

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

After You Zixi left, Chuzheng prepared to take a sneak peek at Ka.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, Chi Gui stood behind it, his eyes unfocused, like woodcarvings.

Chuzheng: "..."

Scared to death!

"I'm hungry." The young man's lips were slightly closed, and his tone was calm, with no hint of emotion or anger: "Is there anything to eat?"

"have."

There was still a little bit left alive in Chuzheng's refrigerator, so Chuzheng simply dealt with it and brought it out to Chi Gui.

Chi Gui buried his head in eating, a bit fast, his cheeks were bulging, and his soft broken hair fell down, blocking his eyes.

"Slow down." Chuzheng poured him a glass of water: "Don't choke." I'd be in trouble if I choked.

After Chi Gui finished eating, he stared at the empty bowl in trance.

Chuzheng followed him for a while and asked, "Aren't you full? Also, do you want to eat?"

Chi Hui came back to his senses, put down his chopsticks, and shook his head: "Thank you."

Chuzheng replied politely: "You're welcome."

-

At night.

The rain continued outside the window, and in the room, the boy was lying on the bed, sleeping restlessly.

I don't know how long it took, but the young man's closed eyes suddenly opened, and his breathing became slightly rapid.

Chi Hui's throat was dry and it was difficult to swallow saliva.

The darkness in front of him gradually dispersed, and he could vaguely see something clearly.

This is not his room.

Where is he?

This question flashed through Chi Gui's mind.

Before the answer came up in his brain, a voice suddenly sounded next to him: "What's wrong?"

Cold and indifferent, yet clear in the darkness.

Chi Gui turned his head fiercely, and there was obviously a figure next to him.

Chi Gui: "..."

The sluggish brain started to work slowly.

Remembering that I followed Chuzheng back...

But why are they in the same room and on the same bed?

Chi Gui found his voice: "Why...are you here?"

"You have a fever." Chuzheng reached out to touch his forehead: "I'm watching you."

Chi Gui's hot forehead was touched by a slightly cool palm, and he felt instantly comfortable.

At this time, Chi Gui felt that his head was dizzy and his body had no strength.

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

"This is my home, I can be wherever I want." Chuzheng pulled the quilt off for him: "Go to sleep."

Chi Gui: "..."

Chuzheng just leaned against the bedside and sat on the quilt next to her, not too intimate.

Chi Gui didn't have the energy to argue with Chu Zheng at this moment. He just felt that he was burning uncomfortably and his throat was so dry that it was about to smoke.

Chi Gui endured it, but couldn't bear it anymore: "I want to drink water."

Chuzheng didn't say anything, but quickly went out and poured a glass of hot water in, helping him get up.

Chi Gui wanted to sit by himself, but Chu Zheng held his shoulders strongly, so Chi Gui was forced to lean on her shoulders.

The hot water soaked into the dry mouth and slid down the throat into the stomach.

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

Chi Gui drank a whole glass of water and felt like he was alive again.

"Do you still want to drink?" Chuzheng wiped the water stains from the corners of Chi Gui's mouth with her hands, and her fingertips brushed against his lips, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Chi Gui stiffened slightly, tilted his head, and wiped it with the back of his hand: "I won't drink anymore."

Chuzheng touched the hair that she had coveted for a long time, then asked people to lie back and tuck the quilt.

Chi Gui was covered with a quilt, one side of which was pressed down by Chu Zheng. He felt as if he was sealed.

His head was a little dizzy, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

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

I don't know how much time passed, but Chi Gui looked sideways at the person leaning next to him, his lips moved for a long time, and finally he said, "Are you asleep?"

"without."

"are you cold?"

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

"..." Chi Gui stopped talking.

Chu Zheng realized it later, but when she thought about it carefully, it didn't feel right. Maybe Chi Gui wanted to take the opportunity to drive her back to her room?

I'd better be smarter!

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

It was still raining outside and the sky was overcast, giving people a very depressing feeling.

There was no trace of that person in the room.

Chi Gui rubbed his forehead and sat up, waited for two minutes, lifted the quilt and got down to the ground.

Stepping on the ground, Chi Gui felt top-heavy and the room in front of him seemed to be spinning.

After a while, Chi Gui walked toward the door.

As soon as his finger touched the doorknob, the doorknob had already been lowered, and then the door was pushed open, and the girl outside the door broke into his sight.

"woke up?"

"Um……"

Chuzheng continued to touch his forehead. He still felt a little feverish and said, "Take the medicine again later."

"oh."

Chi Gui was like a soulless doll, and Chu Zheng did whatever he said.

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

Since yesterday, there have been no calls on my phone except for the missed calls from You Zixi.

Chi Gui's hand holding the phone was slightly firm.

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

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

Maybe one day he dies and they all fight over who will hold his funeral.

The back of Chi Gui's hand suddenly felt warm, and then the phone was forcibly taken away: "You may get dizzy if you look at your phone when you are sick, so don't look at it."

The moment the voice fell, there was a blanket on his body, and the girl hugged 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 slightly and his voice was hoarse: "Do you like me?"

Chuzheng looked at him strangely and nodded: "Yeah."

Chi Gui said: "Then let's date."

Chuzheng felt even more strange: "Are you confused by the fever?" What if you get better and break up with me again? ! I'll do it!

Chi Gui pursed his lower lip.

"When you get better..." Chu Zheng's words were suddenly silenced, and the loose blanket slowly fell down, blocking his view.

-

Half of the blanket hung on the ground, and half hung on Chi Gui's body.

Chuzheng pulled the blanket up, wrapped it around him, and stared at the person above: "You want me to be sick too, right?"

Chi Gui seemed to have just remembered, and quickly sat up beside him: "I'm sorry."

He didn't think so much just now.

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

Chuzheng said in a serious tone: "Chi Gui, I hope you didn't make this decision when you were sick and unclear, because I won't give you a chance to regret it."

"...I'm awake." He knew what he was talking about. "I won't regret it either."

"Okay." Chuzheng raised her hand and brushed away the broken hair from the young man's forehead, revealing his eyes: "Remember what you said."