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Fever is a serious illness for Jiu'er. Wang Rui asked the staff to get off work early, took out copper coins and vegetable oil from the cabinet, and went upstairs while complaining.

"If you don't recover tonight, give me an injection." Wang Rui lifted up Jiu'er's clothes, and under the light of the incandescent lamp, Jiu'er was glowing white.

Chiu'er threw herself on the bed, thinking of the pain of scraping, hugged the pillow tightly, and refused, "I don't get injections."

I don't understand Jiu'er, injections and infusions, the pain is only a little bit, and he can bear scraping, why he refuses to get injections.

Although Jiu'er is not afraid of pain, he is afraid of injections and infusions, because the needles are cold, but human hands are warm, and his feelings are deeper than ordinary people.

With a copper coin dipped in vegetable oil, scrape from the shoulder to the back of the leek, leaving a blood-red mark, the scraping technique is light and won't work, but if it is heavy, the leek will cry out in pain, so Wang Rui has to stop every two shaves, Let him rest for a while.

"If you don't get an injection, don't get sick if you don't want an injection." Wang Rui said angrily, "I'll ask you again, did you run out today?"

Jiu'er buried his head in the pillow and did not answer Wang Rui's question.

Jiu'er's personality seems weak, but Wang Rui has no way to deal with this "soft persimmon". Jiu'er is often very stubborn, he refuses to speak, no matter how Wang Rui asks, he can't get any results.

Wang Rui held the copper coin and lightly beat Jiu'er on the shoulder, "You have to ask me if it's right!"

Chives don't eat soft and hard, no matter whether Wang Rui speaks softly or swears at each other, he can't threaten a person who closes his ears.

"Okay! You don't..." Just as Wang Rui was about to give up, Jiu'er suddenly interrupted, "Aunt Rui..."

It's been a long time since I heard Jiu'er call herself that. Wang Rui was in a daze for a while. Since she took over Jiu'er and scolded and talked a lot, Jiu'er has always faced her with silence, even in private. One sound.

The person who kept his head buried showed his eyes, his nose was still covered by the pillow, and he said in a muffled voice, "I want to buy a lighter."

With a bang, Wang Rui put the bowl and copper coins on the table, and immediately took out the lighter to light a cigarette.

The lighter was clicked, and the shredded tobacco made a sizzling sound when it was burned.

Jiu'er couldn't see the black and white smoke rings, but could only smell the strong smell of smoke wafting in the small room, and something flew over from his ear, and lightly hit the pillow.

"Take it." Wang Rui threw the lighter beside Jiu'er, but Jiu'er didn't touch it.

No, he had heard the sound of Ren Kuan's lighter, and when it was lit, there was a sound of friction and pushing, which was different from Wang Rui's.

"It's not this." Jiu'er is not afraid of Wang Rui at all. Most of the time, he knows that as long as he is silent and stubborn, Wang Rui will compromise.

Wang Rui almost laughed angrily, "You don't smoke, what lighter do you want?"

Immediately afterwards, Wang Rui snatched the lighter from the pillow, and said angrily: "Have you seen several lighters before, you know it's not this one."

The lighter was repeatedly pressed in Wang Rui's hand, as if mocking Jiu'er for not being able to see it.

Jiu'er couldn't describe it, anyway, when Ren Kuan lit a cigarette, it wasn't this kind of sound, he wanted one that was exactly the same.

There is almost no need to guess, no matter what kind of lighter Jiuer wants, there is only one purpose, and it is all for Ren Kuan.

Ever since Ren Kuan came to this street, the surface of the lake like stagnant water has been rippling constantly.

Wang Rui couldn't stop it, she couldn't stop the stone from entering the water, let alone stop the successive waves.

Jiu'er's restlessness and abnormality are all because of Ren Kuan.

Wang Rui knows better than anyone else that Ren Kuan is the door for Jiuer to open up a new world. Ren Kuan and Jiuer have seen the colorful world.

She is also very conflicted, she knows that Jiu'er needs to be in contact with people, but she doesn't trust anyone.

Blind people are very pitiful, far more pitiful than the stumbled woman on this street, because any creature with sound eyes is sacred in the hearts of blind people.

Thinking of this, Wang Rui felt bitter. She leaned against the window and shook the soot, "You bought it for Ren Kuan?"

She knew she couldn't change Jiu'er's mind, and she didn't want to agree to him easily.

Wang Rui said with a cigarette in his mouth, "Don't look at Boss Ren who just opened a small restaurant. He is very flamboyant. His motorcycle, his helmet, and his usual clothes and trousers are all pretty dainty."

It's just that Jiu'er couldn't see it and didn't understand it. Wang Rui had also seen Ren Kuan's lighter a few times, with a grinding wheel for ignition, and the price was not cheap.

She wanted to get rid of Jiu'er's thoughts, and told Jiu'er to retreat, "His lighter is very expensive, and it will cost you several months' wages."

It's nothing to ordinary people, but it's an astronomical figure to Chiu'er.

"Do you still want to buy it?" Wang Rui threw away the cigarette butt, tapped her finger on her arm, and waited for Jiu'er's answer.

"I want to buy..." Chives only know that they are very expensive, expensive ones are good, and good ones are worthy of leniency.

Jiu'er's answer was expected by Wang Rui, but it still made her brain hurt from anger. She was standing at the window trying to get some air, just in time to see Ren Kuan coming down the stone ladder.

Guessing it was time to close the shop, the two of them met their eyes. Wang Rui knew that Ren Kuan was looking for Jiu'er. After seeing him, Ren Kuan didn't stay under the window, and wanted to leave quickly.

Who did the crime, who will pay for it, Wang Rui called out to Ren Kuan in a hoarse voice, "Boss Ren, hurrying home?"

Today, taking Jiu'er out without telling Wang Rui, Ren Kuan felt ashamed and laughed dryly, "Boss Wang didn't leave either..."

"Where am I going, can I go?" Hearing that there was something to be said, Wang Rui didn't go around in circles with Ren Kuan, and said sarcastically, "Boss Ren did a good job, and Jiu'er came back with a fever after going out. "

Ren Kuan's face became hot. One was that Wang Rui caught him, and the other was that Jiu'er was sick.

Ren Kuan was about to ask about Jiu'er's situation, but Wang Rui, a woman who was not forgiving, asked first, "Boss Ren is still in the mood to go home?"

Just now when Wang Rui called Ren Kuan to stop, Jiu'er was startled into a cold sweat, and hearing what Wang Rui said, Jiu'er subconsciously wanted to stand up and stop Wang Rui.

Wang Rui took a step back and pressed the man back on the bed, "Lie down honestly, you white-eyed wolf, you love him, not me? He took you out for a trip, and when he came back, he threw his hands and threw all the mess to me. ?”

I really didn't want to cause trouble for Ren Kuan, and I didn't want Ren Kuan to see himself as he was now, sick and smelling like vegetable oil.

Jiu'er wanted to cry sadly, choked up several times and said: "Aunt Rui..." He rarely showed weakness to Wang Rui, Ren Kuan let him set countless precedents.

Wang Rui poked Jiu'er's forehead, "Shut up."

Seeing only the back of Wang Rui's head from the window, Ren Kuan felt a little uncomfortable. After all, he was wondering just now why he didn't see Jiu'er.

Ren Kuan walked a few steps towards the entrance of the massage club, "Boss Wang, go home first, I'll take care of Jiuer."

Wang Rui turned her head and gave Ren Kuan a cold sneer, then turned her head and scolded Jiu'er in a low voice, "You can buy whatever you want, I'm going back now, I'll get you an injection tomorrow morning before your fever subsides."

At ten o'clock at night, Wang Rui was sent away, and Ren Kuan sat in Jiu'er's small room for the first time.

There is a bunk bed in the small room, with sundries piled on top, and Jiu’er’s bed underneath. The stuff is complicated, but it’s still tidy. The ceiling fan above the head is wobbly, and the moonlight just comes in through the window.

Ren Kuan touched Jiu'er's forehead and blamed himself, "Is it because the wind has been blowing for too long?"

Jiu'er's mind is still sticky. On the one hand, he doesn't want to disturb Ren Kuan, but on the other hand, he expects Ren Kuan to take care of him.

"No...I don't know...I seldom get sick..." Chiu'er replied incoherently.

Ren Kuan's hands were rougher than Wang Rui's, but also stronger than Wang Rui's. The warmth seemed particularly thick at this moment.

"I..." Ren Kuan stammered for the first time, "You see I didn't pay much attention... You must tell me next time..."

And next time, this reassured Jiuer a lot, he was afraid that Ren Kuan would not take him out because of this matter.

Ren Kuan's words were enough, Jiu'er didn't want to waste his time too much, and didn't promise him directly, "Brother Kuan, go back quickly, I can do it by myself, and the fever will subside after I sleep." I can handle it, and of course such trivial things as fever are nothing to worry about.

Ren Kuan didn't think about the authenticity of Jiu'er's words, "I'm not leaving today."

"Really?" It's one thing for him not to bother Ren Kuan, but it's another thing to be overjoyed when he hears that Ren Kuan said he won't leave, "Are you really not leaving?"

Facing Jiu'er's questioning, Ren Kuan moved closer and could smell the vegetable oil smell on Jiu'er's body, "I really won't go." Being able to stay was enough to make Jiu'er happy, how could he be willing to leave? Woolen cloth?

Jiu'er moved into the bed, but the vacant space still seemed too tight, "Brother Kuan, sleep next to me."

Thinking of the vegetable oil on her body, Jiu'er murmured again: "But I smell bad..."

"How bad can it be, don't I smell it every day?" Ren Kuan squeezed onto the bed immediately, stood up and looked around, "I'll get you a basin of water to wipe it off."

When Ren Kuan came back from fetching water, he still had no idea what to do with Jiu'er, so Jiu'er sat up on his own, took off his T-shirt and shorts, and sat naked in front of Ren Kuan.

Liu'er's figure is far less attractive than the face, almost shriveled and thin, with no fat and no muscles at the same time, how can he be so thin?

A hot towel was applied to Jiu'er's face, and Jiu'er didn't struggle. Ren Kuan took the towel away and saw that the little thing was smiling again.

"What are you laughing at?" Ren Kuan rubbed the towel again, starting from his neck.

"Just happy." Knowing that she couldn't hold back her smile, Jiu'er simply didn't lie.

The moment the towel touched Jiu'er's body, Jiu'er calmly raised his hand. Ren Kuan didn't use too much force in his hand, for fear of crushing the young sapling.

"There's nothing to be happy about having a fever." After wiping his neck and then his back, there were traces of copper coins all over his back, which was a bit shocking.

Ren Kuan pressed his fingers on Jiu'er's back and asked, "Did Wang Rui scrape you?"

"Well... I don't get injections, I can only scrape the patient's body..."

After not knowing how to answer the conversation, Ren Kuan went to the toilet several times and changed several basins of water.

There was no greasy feeling on his back, so Jiu'er lay down comfortably, leaning forward openly, he couldn't tell, but he was very happy to have Ren Kuan around anyway.

Ren Kuan came in with a water basin, and Jiu'er lay on his back on the bed, his smooth and flat chest was unobstructed.