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Wen Mo took a little longer to take a bath. When he went out after taking a shower, the doctor had already prescribed medicine for Su Zhan according to his request.

After the doctor left, Su Zhan sat alone in the ward with his head down, looking at the medicine brought by the doctor, but did not take it.

When Wen Mo came out, there was still some water dripping from his hair. He saw Su Zhan lowered his head thinking about something, and leaned over to take a look. The water on his hair dripped honestly onto the back of Su Zhan's hand along the direction of gravity.

Su Zhan was scalded by the water dripping on the back of his hand, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Wen Mo standing in front of him with wet hair.

"Why don't you dry the water out of your hair, it's easy to get sick."

Wen Mo saw that he raised his head, his thin white neck bent into a beautiful arc, which happened to clearly outline Su Zhan's Adam's apple.

Very compact.

Wen Mo's dark eyes seemed to be darker.

Su Zhan opened his mouth slightly, his amber eyes were full of worry, Wen Mo looked at him like this, hooked the corners of his mouth inexplicably, and said, "Then you can blow dry for me."

Su Zhan was stunned.

Wen Mo asked slowly: "Why, don't you even want to blow my hair?"

Su Zhan hesitated for a moment, "Okay, is there a hair dryer here?"

Wen Mo treated him very well. He went to Wen Mo's house before, and Wen Mo cooked for him, so he wouldn't be unwilling to help him dry his hair.

Although he thinks that blowing hair...

Seems a little too intimate.

In the senior ward of the private hospital, everything is available. Wen Mo immediately took out a hair dryer from the side drawer and handed it to Su Zhan.

Su Zhan took the hair dryer, plugged it in, and was about to start drying Wen Mo's hair.

Wen Mo sat by the bed, and suddenly asked, "Whichever I tell you to play, do you play?"

Su Zhan shook his hand and almost hit the hair dryer on Wen Mo's head.

He gritted his teeth: "I won't help if I talk again."

Wen Mo was afraid that the cutie would really blow his hair and stop blowing his hair, so he comforted him: "Okay, I won't talk about it."

Su Zhan calmed down, and then began to blow Wen Mo's hair.

Wen Mo's hair is not long, it is branched and a little prickly.

I heard that people with hard hair are very sharp and angular. He didn't know the truth of this statement before, but now looking at Wen Mo, he thinks it is quite right.

Wen Mo is indeed sharp-edged, no matter in appearance or character.

When Su Zhan was drying Wen Mo's hair, his fingers brushed gently over Wen Mo's hair, occasionally touching his scalp. Wen Mo squinted his eyes slightly, regretting that Su Zhan had let Su Zhan blow his hair.

Keep blowing, he may have to take a cold shower again.

Fortunately, the hair was blown out quickly, and Wen Mo didn't suffer from the sweet torture for too long.

Su Zhan put down the hair dryer, Wen Mo turned around, pushed Su Zhan to sit on the bed, took the hair dryer by himself, and blow-dried on Su Zhan's damp hair.

Wen Mo brushed Su Zhan's hair with his fingers in a selfish manner.

Su Zhan's hair is very soft, as soft as his own personality. He smells ink and touches it, and he can't put it down. Therefore, the hair-drying time is also very long. Su Zhan protested at the end, and he stopped.

He put the hair dryer back in the drawer again, and suddenly felt that he was too careless before, and didn't notice the great pleasure of blowing each other's hair.

There was an unknown smile on his lips, but this smile disappeared when he looked back and saw Su Zhan's fluttering cold medicine on the bedside.

He pulled a chair from the side and sat down, and asked Su Zhan in a very light tone: "Why don't you take medicine?"

Su Zhan couldn't tell what thought came to him just now. He lowered his eyelids and said softly, "I have a little cold. I don't think it's a problem. I'm in good health, so I don't want to take it. The medicine is three-point poison."

Wen Mo didn't say anything else, and directly found an infrared thermometer to measure his temperature.

It's 37 degrees three, which doesn't count as a fever, and it's okay if Su Zhan doesn't want to take medicine.

But today's situation is not right, and it's not just a matter of not wanting to take medicine.

Wen Mo leaned back, with a calm expression, but an inexplicable sense of oppression.

He asked casually: "Tell me, what's wrong with you today, why do you want to get in the rain?"

Su Zhan took a breath, and subconsciously didn't dare to look at Wen Mo's face, trying to confuse the matter, "Just before, let me just say it casually, I don't want to get caught in the rain."

Wen Mo asked again: "Did something happen to you today?"

Su Zhan thought for a while, then shook his head.

He didn't encounter anything today, he just had trouble recently.

family business.

It bothers him a lot.

Wen Mo stopped talking, just sat on the chair and looked at him, staring straight at him, there seemed to be many other emotions in the dark eyes, Su Zhan felt that he couldn't bear it, and never dared to look at Wen Mo's Eye.

But after a while, Su Zhan still couldn't bear the silence and embarrassment, and said to Wen Mo, "Thank you in advance for today's matter, whether it's picking me up at the mall, taking me to the doctor, or buying me clothes, Thank you very much, the money..."

Su Zhan got stuck at this point. He should have said he would pay it back, but he silently estimated the amount and felt that he really couldn't afford it now, so the words on his lips became: "I will pay you back slowly. "

Wen Mo raised his hand and tapped lightly on the armrest of the wooden chair, making a "dong, dong" sound.

The percussion was very rhythmic, and the sound seemed to hit Su Zhan's heart little by little. He couldn't bear the silence, and looked up at Wen Mo, only to see Wen Mo sitting on the chair opposite him with a cold face.

This kind of Wen Mo was not the Wen Mo he was familiar with.

Wen Mo was always teasing in front of him, so he wouldn't show such a cold expression.

Such Wen Mo was more like the man he saw outside the shopping mall today.

The eldest son of a rich family with a cold aura.

This expression is more in line with Wen Mo's personality.

Wen Mo knocked on the armrest of the chair for a while, then asked him indifferently: "Su Zhan, what happened to you?"

Su Zhan was stunned for a moment. He didn't want to face the things in his family, so how could he tell a classmate.

He subconsciously wanted to hide those things.

He shook his head: "This is my own business, so I can't tell you."

Wen Mo closed his eyes, feeling that the anger that had been suppressed not long ago was about to rise again.

His face turned colder, and he said patiently: "Su Zhan, I said, you can tell me anything you have, and I will always help you."

Su Zhan was stunned for a moment, thinking of what Wen Mo had said, he was dumbfounded.

Wen Mo is a classmate in his heart, or a classmate or roommate who has helped him a lot. He doesn't want to trouble the other party with more things, especially family matters. This is his private matter, and he can't solve it himself. , It's even worse to tell your classmates.

It's a kind of talk, let him spread all his embarrassment and embarrassment in front of the other party, and expose the secrets he carefully concealed in front of others.

He didn't want to do this, especially... he didn't want to do this in front of Wen Mo.

He didn't know why he didn't want to show his ugliness in front of Wen Mo, he just didn't want to say it.

He touched his nose and whispered, "I know what you said, but we are all classmates, so I don't want to trouble you with my affairs."

"No, trouble me?" Wen Mo sneered as if he had heard something ridiculous, "So, you didn't take my words to heart?"

This sentence is not right, Su Zhan immediately shook his head, "Take it to heart, I am very grateful to you, but no need, we are classmates, we are not relatives, we don't have much deep relationship, I don't need you to help me with these things, especially It's my family's business."

"It's not a relative, not a reason..." Wen Mo repeated these words slowly, with a cold expression on his face, although his voice was not too harsh, but there was a feeling that the mountains and rain were about to come, and the building was full of wind. After a while, He asked coldly, "Is this how you view our relationship?"

Su Zhan felt that Wen Mo's expression was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong with this matter, so he could only nod along what he said before, "Well, I think we... are indeed ordinary classmates, I am very grateful for the things you did. things, but... there are some things, it's really not good to bother you."

Wen Mo lowered his eyelids and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he said, "You don't want my help. You are alone in the rainy day. You don't want to take medicine yet, and you don't want to say what it is..."

Su Zhan thought about his brain-dead behavior, and really felt that it was not very good, and said in a low voice: "I didn't think it through before, but now I don't. I can handle my own affairs."

He had just finished speaking when his cell phone rang again.

Su Zhan looked at the three big characters "Su Pengcheng" on the caller ID, and didn't want to answer it, silently waiting for the phone to hang up automatically.

But Su Pengcheng was very determined this time, so he called again once he didn't answer. Su Zhan thought about it, looked at Wen Mo who was sitting on the chair, who showed no signs of leaving, and answered the phone anyway.

On the phone, Su Pengcheng asked him where he had been, and he casually mentioned a shopping mall. Su Pengcheng then said: "I have made an appointment for the physical examination, and it will be tomorrow. Remember to get up early tomorrow, and don't eat too much tonight." s things."

Su Zhan's complexion immediately sank, and he answered vaguely.

The room was very quiet, and the sound insulation effect of the phone receiver was not very good. Wen Mo heard Su Zhan's phone call clearly, and almost understood the cause and effect of the matter.

Su Zhan had taken long-term inhibitors without knowing it, so it was clear at a glance who gave him the inhibitors.

It is naturally the parents of minors who allow minors to take illegal drugs without their knowledge.

Wen Mo deduced that there was something wrong with Su Zhan's relationship with the family. In addition, Su Zhan didn't go home very often in the past few weeks, so he could see that the relationship between Su Zhan and the family was not right.

That's why every time Su Zhan wanted to go home, he would do everything possible to call him out, and even wanted him not to go back and go out to play with him.

The matter of Su Zhan's differentiation now is likely to be hidden from his parents. If he did not hide it, Su Zhan should have received hormone therapy before, instead of waiting to use his pheromones later.

Su Zhan tried his best to hide it, but his father always wanted Su Zhan to have a physical examination, apparently to confirm whether he was differentiated.

Su Zhan is now doing everything possible to get rid of the medical examination.

After thinking back and forth like this, Wen Mo understood everything.

If you catch a cold and get sick, you don't need to go for a physical examination.

He closed his eyes, feeling that he was really angry now and might hurt someone.

He got up, took out a bottle of ice-cold mineral water from the refrigerator in the ward suite, unscrewed it and drank it, to cool himself down, and then looked at Su Zhan who hung up the phone again.

Su Zhan sat on the hospital bed with his head bowed, with a dull expression.

He closed his eyes and asked again: "Is there really nothing you want to tell me?"

Su Zhan looked up at Wen Mo blankly: "No, I, I have settled my own affairs."

Wen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Su Zhan with dark eyes.

Su Zhan's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't know why he felt it was very dangerous.

"Su Zhan, I keep telling you, if I have something to tell me, I will help you, and I keep asking you what's wrong today, but you don't say it, not only don't you say it, but you also torment your body. If you are sick, you don’t need to go for a medical examination?!”

Su Zhan opened his mouth, he wanted to refute, he originally had this idea, but now it doesn't.

Wen Mo sneered: "I think I'm too used to you."

Su Zhan didn't know what Wen Mo's words meant, and was about to ask, but saw Wen Mo stand up from his seat, walk up to Su Zhan, and look down at him.

Su Zhan swallowed, instinctively feeling that it was dangerous, but before he could say anything, a pair of big hands held his shoulders tightly, and the woody fragrance pheromone that belonged to Wenmo enveloped him.

Wen Mo kissed him.

He widened his eyes and wanted to cry out in panic, but the voice couldn't come out.

Wen Mo's strength was so great that he wanted to struggle but couldn't.

When Wen Mo finally let go of him, he was already in some pain.

Wen Mo leaned down, looked straight at him, moved his thin lips, and said coldly: "You deliberately hurt your body like this, and the only ones you hurt in the end are those who care about you."

Su Zhan was completely stunned.

Wen Mo went on to say, "For example, I was the one who hurt."

The author has something to say: Wen Mo: Please call me the underage version of the domineering president, thank you

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感谢在2019-11-2313:41:28~2019-11-2322:52:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 1 at the beginning of Min Yue;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of buns;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!