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The bath water is not hot, Jian Zixing is stupid.

At first, I only felt a little cold from being poured on my body, but after standing under the shower in a daze for half a minute, my whole body became cold.He gritted his teeth and quickly finished washing, put on his clothes and came out.

Zhong Chen leaned against the door and played with his mobile phone, raised his eyebrows, "Your face smells even worse after taking a shower."

"You'll be dry even if you wash it." Jian Zixing pulled the corners of his mouth down, went into the room and wiped two handfuls of hair, felt an itchy deep in his nasal cavity, and sneezed.

"Isn't it? A cold?" Zhong Chen's expression froze, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Jian Zixing was sleepy and silent, Zhong Chen came over and reached out to touch his forehead.

"Go away." Jian Zixing had a headache and irritated, and slapped his hands away.

"It doesn't seem to be hot." Zhong Chen muttered, "You cover yourself with a quilt, or you will really catch a cold later."

Jian Zixing sat back on the bed speechless.It's not obedient, the main thing is that there are no stools in this room, and there is no place to sit on if you don't sit on the bed.

Zhong Chen brought him out to ease the emotion of being glared at by his father in the hospital that day, but to be honest, today is a competition and watching results, he has almost forgotten about it.This would be embarrassing and uncomfortable, but instead, I remembered all the bad things.

"I'll do the laundry too." Zhong Chen picked up a change of clothes, and asked casually as he walked in, "Is the water okay?"

Jian Zixing finally showed some expression, and a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's very good."

"That's fine." Zhong Chen muttered and closed the door, "I was quite afraid that there would be no hot water in the barren mountains and ridges."

After 1 minute, a dirty word came from the bathroom.

Zhong Chen scratched his neck and roared, "Jian Zixing, you can fool a cute little girl like me who is willing to believe in you!"

Jian Zixing couldn't help but burst out laughing, his head hurt even more as he let out a laugh, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to press his temple.

Zhong Chen came out of the shower, and the two sat on the bed staring at each other in a daze.

"Hey." Zhong Chen stretched out his foot and pulled Jian Zixing's foot, "Do you have a headache? I got a headache after washing."

Jian Zixing looked at him silently for a few seconds, "Do you want pain in other places?"

"Don't fight." Zhong Chen sighed, "I know I've tricked you, and you'll hit me again when you get back to school tomorrow. If we really fight now, we'll both have a fever in the middle of the night."

Jian Zixing didn't bother to answer, his headache was buzzing, and he fell on the bed in a daze, feeling like a dead person, and his strength was drained from his limbs.

"Who am I, where am I..." Zhong Chen muttered looking at the sky beside him, "Why did I come here..."

"Coincidentally." Jian Zixing opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "I also have this question."

"Come on, give us a high five for our tacit understanding." Zhong Chen stretched out his hand.

Jian Zixing ignored him, and suddenly asked after a while, "How do you say high five in English?"

"Highfive." Zhong Chen rolled his eyes, "I'm a person who graduated from high school! Even elementary school students can say high-five?"

Jian Zixing didn't bother to mock, and reached out to pat him in the air as if rewarding him.

"What the hell." Zhong Chen was so angry that he couldn't help laughing, "I'm really convinced."

I feel uncomfortable all over, but suddenly I feel a sense of relief in my heart, and I also feel happy along with it for no reason.

"Are you having fun with the handsome Chenchen?" Zhong Chen turned to look at him.

The usually indifferent and unruly black eyes were full of anticipation, Jian Zixing hooked the corners of his lips, and turned his head again, "That's it."

He said, before Zhongchen could open his mouth, he rushed to say again: "Just because you didn't say you're happy doesn't mean you're very happy. It's really like that. What kind of experience did you have for this trip?"

"After our college entrance examination, I invite you to go to a further place to play." Zhong Chen rubbed his hands on the bed sheet expectantly, "Let's go to see the landscape of Guilin, and then to the Potala Palace. After arriving at school, let's go to the square to see Flag hoisting at four o'clock in the morning."

"Guilin and the Potala Palace are in completely different directions." Jian Zixing curled his lips and turned over, but felt a little itchy in his heart.

Zhong Chen said that after the college entrance examination.

This kind of idiomatic expression of high school seniors full of expectations does not match Zhongchen himself.Probably because of this, when he mentions it, it is particularly moving.

"Brother Chen." Jian Zixing turned back again, "If, regardless of how many points you can get in the exam, do you have a university you want to go to?"

"Yes." Zhong Chen answered very simply.

"Where's the school?"

"A city bigger than your Q, the National Public Security University."

Zhong Chen turned his head and looked over with bright black eyes, with a faint smile on his lips, "I want to be a policeman."

"Police?" Jian Zixing was stunned.

"Yes." Zhong Chen nodded, "Be a resolute police officer and lead a team of my people who are brave and tidy."

In a daze, there was a knock on the door, and it was still the driver.

"You two, your fish is out of the pan, come down and eat."

Zhong Chen straightened his back on the bed, "Can you bring it in to eat!"

"If you want, you can." The driver said through the door, "But there are no stools or tables in the room. Do you two eat with a pot? The cleaning fee for soiled sheets is two hundred and fifty."

"Before I leave tomorrow, I have to beat this stupid grandson into a mental retardation." Zhong Chen stood up while scolding, and pressed his temples hissingly.

Jian Zixing sighed and stood up, "He is already, and so are you."

When I got out of the house, I realized that it was really warm inside.It was cold outside, and there was a lot of evil wind in the mountains at night, blowing through the front and back yards, blowing people through.

Jian Zixing walked briskly, walking two steps, suddenly an arm stretched out from behind, firmly grasped his outer shoulder, and pressed half of his body against his back.

This guy Zhongchen, in such a cold day and in such cold water, is still hot on his body.

"Fuck, I seem to have a fever." Zhong Chen muttered, "Quick, don't waste this body temperature, I'll keep you warm."

"No, brother." Jian Zixing turned to stare at him in shock, "You still have a fever?"

"It's already like this, what can I do." Zhong Chen sighed, and hugged him even harder.

The two of them were completely squeezed together, and the uncomfortable feeling reappeared. Jian Zixing's Adam's apple moved, and he reached out to touch his forehead.

"It's a little hot."

Zhong Chen was silent for a moment, "Your palms are quite soft, so many screws have been turned in vain."

Jian Zixing was speechless, he got out of his arm, took two quick steps and patted the driver on the back.

"Is there any cold medicine? He has a fever."

The driver turned his head to look at Zhong Chen, "Yes, I'll find it for you after dinner."

Zhong Chen: "How many employees are there in this farmhouse? I didn't see any waiters. Did you bring the medicine too?"

"Two employees, me and the cook." The driver said, "I am the boss, and I also serve as the driver's front desk hygienist and customer service. The cook is relatively useless, just a cook, and also serves as my wife."

Zhong Chen: "..."

Jian Zixing: "..."

The guest room and the courtyard are colder than the other, but when you enter the dining room, it becomes warmer all of a sudden.

The round table is not big, and there is a huge pot of fish in the middle of the table. The tomato soup base, red pepper and fried peanuts are piled on top, and there is a small flame underneath to heat it. Spreads the extremely nerve-stimulating fragrance.

The driver went in and put a rice cooker liner on the table, "There are three small pots of rice, enough for you guys to eat, right? The fish weighs four catties, and the side dishes are not only tomatoes, but also some tofu puffs and deep-fried dough sticks for you. The bean curds and Chinese cabbage are grown and made at home. Here, here, my wife boiled eggs with brown sugar water, peeled off the shells, it’s not very sweet to eat, but it’s very fresh, one for each of you.”

"I'll go." Zhong Chen's eyes lit up, he walked to the table in two steps and looked at it for a long time, "Yes."

Jian Zixing walked over, the closer he got, the higher the scent rose, making him dizzy.The headache just now was gone, and only dizziness remained. He pulled the stool and sat down, and the driver served a bowl of rice for both of them.

"Is there any beer?" Zhong Chen asked.

"Yes, wait." The driver said.

Jian Zixing's ears were full of Zhongchen's buzzing and emotion. He didn't know if he was a little blurry from the cold, so he stretched out his chopsticks involuntarily, and picked up a large piece of fish - the fish was so soft that it would shatter in mid-air Lose.Zhong Chen hurried over with a spoon. The small white porcelain spoon scooped up the fish and soup, while holding his rice bowl in the other hand, scooped several spoonfuls for him and poured them all over the rice.

"Is it delicious?" Zhong Chen asked.

Jian Zixing scooped two spoons into his mouth, and the sweet and spicy taste spread on the tip of his tongue. The rice and fish were very hot, and they rolled down the esophagus, which was hot and refreshing.

He exhaled and nodded, "It's delicious."

I don’t know if it’s the filter brought by the hunger and cold, but I have never eaten such a delicious stewed fish in my life.The taste of beer is not tasted, but it feels very refreshing, which makes people alive from head to toe.

Zhong Chen stretched out his spoon to scoop out a spoonful of rice soaked in soup in his bowl, and nodded before swallowing it, "It's delicious."

"Eat your own." Jian Zixing moved the bowl to this side, "Why do you still grab someone's bowl?"

"I'll eat yours." Zhong Chen took another spoonful and pushed his own bowl in front of him, "The rice in other people's bowls is delicious, if you don't agree with it, you can eat mine."

Jian Zixing was convinced, and pushed his bowl away with his mouth curled up. He got up and took a big spoon, and poured a spoonful into the bowl.

The beer brought by the boss was cold, and when it was poured into the glass, a layer of fine white foam floated up, rising continuously, and flowing down slightly from the mouth of the glass.

"I want to drink too." Jian Zixing said.

Zhongchen turned the wine bottle to his side and poured him a glass too. The two touched their glasses together symbolically, and Jian Zixing drank half of the glass in one sip when he was thirsty.

"Young Xia won't carry it tonight." Zhong Chen smiled, his brows and eyes crooked, "It's even cuter."

"Shut up." Jian Zixing casually picked up the hard-boiled egg and pushed it over, "Eat your egg."

"You have it too." Zhong Chen laughed happily, "Come on, let's have a fight."

"Kowtow." Jian Zixing pursed his lips, knocked the egg against him reluctantly, peeled off the egg shell with the cracks, stuffed it into his mouth in two bites, and chewed vigorously.

When he was eating vigorously, he suddenly remembered that Zhongchen said that there are delicious food wherever there are people, which really made him talk.

The fish with tomato and beer was very delicious. The fish weighing four catties, half a pot of side dishes, enough rice for the whole family, and half a box of beer, he and Zhong Chen wiped them all out.

He even felt that he ate no less than Zhong Chen this time, and the last big piece of fish was obviously given to him by Zhong Chen, and he could feel the scorching gaze from the side when he ate it.

After eating a pot of fish, the fire was extinguished, and people were a little bit overwhelmed.

Jian Zixing turned his head to look at Zhong Chen, and said after a while, "Your face is flushed."

"To each other." Zhong Chen sighed, his black eyes were a little more blurred than before, he pushed the bowl and chopsticks, lay down on the table, and muttered, "Is it a problem of fever or drinking, so confused."

Jian Zixing heard the words and glanced at the wine on the table, the two of them drank seven bottles in total, he probably had two bottles, equal to Zhong Chen's five bottles of beer alone.

Fever, fish, five bottles of beer.

"You're finished." Jian Zixing sighed, picked up a piece of tofu and ate it, "You must be [-] degrees tonight."

Zhong Chen smiled and said nothing, lying on the table and looking sideways at him.

There is no fish in the pot, only some side dishes are left, which are a bit rotten after cooking for a long time, but they are very tasty.While eating, Jian Zixing suddenly paused—someone was looking at him from the corner of his eye. He looked back, but saw a smile in those eyes. I don't know if it was because of the fever or because of relaxation. .Those black eyes are very gentle, so gentle that they can blend in with the warm light in this room.

Jian Zixing paused, suppressing the strangeness and itch in his heart, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at your little stud earrings." Zhong Chen said, stretching out his hand to poke it over, "It's so magical, such an ugly light refracts beautifully."

Jian Zixing didn't hide, and probably didn't expect Zhongchen to touch it, but the moment his fingertips brushed the tip of the earlobe, it was too late to hide, the electric current rushed to the top of his head along the nerve endings, and his whole body trembled.

"Touch what?!" He stared in shock, "Your paw..."

"I owe you so much." Zhong Chen also shrank back as if he had been electrocuted, and then fell into a daze after answering the sentence reflexively. He didn't speak for a long time, and waved his hands in the air a little foolishly.

The restaurant was quiet for a while, and the driver didn't know where to go. There were only two people, one lying on the stomach and the other sitting, both in a daze.

"Xing Xing." Zhong Chen suddenly said, "Is it still hot when you touch my forehead?"

Jian Zixing stretched out his hand, brushed away his somewhat messy hair, and covered it.

"hot."

Zhong Chen raised his hand and pressed the back of his hand, "My palm seems to be very hot too."

Jian Zixing paused, then nodded after a while, "Yes."

No one spoke for a long time, and both hands were folded together and touched on the forehead.Jian Zixing felt that the palms of his hands were hot and the back of his hands were hot, and he was about to sweat.He moved slightly, Zhong Chen's hand loosened a little, and he pulled it back.

"Let's leave after eating, the driver is probably asleep..." Before he finished speaking, Zhong Chen suddenly grabbed the hand he had just retracted.

The hot palm was tightly clenched, the fingers were long and slender, and there was a slight pain in the knuckles pressed together.

Jian Zixing didn't say a word, Zhongchen squeezed his hand hard, and both of them felt the pain was unbearable, so they let go gently.

"It's so nice here." Zhong Chen said suddenly, smacked his lips, and sighed seriously, "I don't even want to leave."