I transmigrated into the male protagonist's white moonlight in a book

Although Mr. Zhou is nearly 70 years old, his body is very strong.He is a bit tall, sitting on the sofa, his upper body is upright without a trace of oldness, even his hair is only a few touches of gray at the temples, he really doesn't look like a person of this age.

After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the bamboo chair by the floor-to-ceiling windows, changed his cold appearance just now, and took out the chessboard with a smile.

The old man who led Tang Lin in saw him standing there for a long time, reached out to take the things and the coat in his hand, and said with a smile, "Go quickly! The old man was talking to Jing Chen two days ago, saying that you haven't seen him for a long time. coming."

Tang Lin said oh, but secretly glanced upstairs.Thinking of what the old man said just now, he felt a little worried.

This guy Zhou Jingchen didn't tell him when he was sick, and even perfunctory him, saying that something happened at home.And with this guy's stubborn temper, he is definitely not willing to go to the hospital, he just took some medicine and paralyzed on the bed, trying to survive...

Mr. Zhou fiddled with the chessboard and called him, "Come on, don't say I'm bullying the younger generation, I'll give you three pieces."

Tang Lin thought to himself; I'm just a stinky chess player, even if you let me have eight pawns, I can still lose!

He pouted, but still obediently sat across from him, picked up the sunspots, and placed them on the three-corner star positions.

He used to learn a little bit of Go when he was learning Erhu with the neighbor's old man, but it was just for fun, and his chess skills were not good.Coupled with the fact that he was worried about Zhou Jingchen's situation at this time, the game of chess was simply horrible.

The old man really had a good time playing. He was tortured and killed by Zhou Jingchen in various ways these days, but he didn't win even once, so he was extremely irritable.If Zhou Jingchen hadn't had a fever and fell ill because of his mistake, it wouldn't be a big deal to kick him out, he would have asked the driver to take him away.

Tang Lin lost several times in a row before the old man finally put away the chessboard with satisfaction.

"You child, you are the first person to play chess with my old man. What are you thinking, it's not good to frown at such a young age."

Although the old man said so, the smile in his eyes did not diminish.

Tang Lin scratched his head in embarrassment, "No, I just think that Grandpa's chess skills have improved again, and I racked my brains over there, thinking how I can lose decently."

"Tsk! Listen, that's the right thing to say, that bastard, I really should learn the skills of speaking from you."

Seeing that the old man was in a good mood, Tang Lin asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, can I go up and see him?"

Elder Zhou picked up Jianzhan and took a sip of tea, then looked up at him, "He has chickenpox."

"Chickenpox? He just got it now?"

Tang Lin was really surprised. This kind of disease usually occurs when he is very young. He remembered that he got it when he was in kindergarten.Moreover, the transmission rate of this disease is extremely high, and the children who have never had acne in the entire kindergarten are basically infected by him.

"Well, old man Li's little grandson Yueyue suddenly got chickenpox half a month ago, and all the children in the yard have followed suit. He came back two days ago and happened to meet Yueyue who came back from the hospital. That's how it got infected."

After the old man finished speaking, he raised his eyelids and looked at him, "Did you have chickenpox when you were young?"

Tang Lin nodded. After getting this disease, it is generally not possible to be infected again, because the corresponding antibodies will appear in the body.

"Then go up and see him, wrap yourself up tightly all day long, lock yourself upstairs and never come down. It's not a serious illness, I'm panicking just looking at him."

Tang Lin nodded hurriedly, turned around and went upstairs with Grandpa Zhang.

The two went upstairs and turned a corner, until Mr. Zhou could no longer see them, Grandpa Zhang whispered to Tang Lin: "Don't look at what the old man said, but he was actually blaming himself. a face."

Grandpa Zhang worked as a security guard for the old man when he was young. Later, when the old man changed his job, he followed him to the place.For so many years, he has been loyal to the Zhou family and has been serving the old man. The juniors in the family respect him very much, and Tang Lin also admires him.

"Remorse? Why?"

Grandpa Zhang sighed, "The old lady went on a trip with her friends some time ago. The old man missed his grandson at home, so he made an excuse and forced people to come back. It didn't work out. Several children in the neighborhood had chickenpox. Jing Chen He was directly infected. He has been blaming himself for the past few days. Two days ago, he called the old lady and asked if Jing Chen had chickenpox when he was a child. But the old lady said it all over the phone, which made him even more depressed gone."

Tang Lin suddenly realized that if the parents knew that the child had never had chickenpox, they would definitely not let him get close to the source of the disease.But Zhou Jingchen's parents didn't care about the child at all, so they didn't care about him. The old man had a big heart, and he didn't know that he didn't have acne when he was young, which made him rush back at this time.

But thinking about the disgusted look on Elder Zhou's face when he heard that he came to see Zhou Jingchen when he first came here, he somehow wanted to laugh.

Zhou Jingchen's hard-talking and soft-heartedness seems to be inherited from the family.

Grandpa Zhang sent him to the door and told him that the room had just been sprayed with disinfectant, so there might be some smell, so he turned and went downstairs.

Tang Lin wrinkled his nose and smelled it. There was indeed a faint smell of potion in the air, but the smell was not unpleasant and even a little familiar. It was the kind Zhou Jingchen sprayed at home when he occasionally caught a cold and had a fever.

He knocked lightly on the door, and a familiar voice came from the room, but the voice was muffled and sounded dull.

"Come in."

He pushed open the door and walked straight in.

Zhou Jingchen was sitting on a rocking chair by the floor-to-ceiling windows. He was wearing light blue home clothes and a dark blue cloak. His hair was a little messy, and he was more lazy than his usual meticulous appearance.

He was looking down at the phone at the moment, the bangs on his forehead covered his beautiful eyebrows, and half of his face was blocked by the phone.

Tang Lin saw that he was holding the phone, and then thought about his wechat messages that had disappeared, and said speechlessly: "I thought you were so busy that you didn't have time to look at your phone. Otherwise, why didn't you even reply to wechat messages!"

Zhou Jingchen's hands visibly shook, but he didn't raise his head.

Before Tang Lin could react, he saw this guy pull out a mask from his pajamas pocket to cover his face as if by magic, and put the cloak on his head when he was done.

He covered himself tightly, only showing those dark and beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

The air conditioner in the bedroom was turned on very high, and the hot wind was blowing. Tang Lin had already felt a little warm when he came in. At this moment, seeing his appearance, he frowned, "What are you doing, isn't it hot?"

Zhou Jingchen's voice was muffled, "It's not hot, don't come here, I have a fever, and I will infect you later."

"You haven't had a fever yet? It's okay. I'm in good health. Your fever can't infect me."

After Tang Lin finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and walked towards him.

"Stay there! Don't come over!"

Zhou Jingchen's voice has been uncomfortable for the past few days, and his voice broke when he was anxious.

Tang Lin was taken aback by him. Seeing him standing up with his cloak folded, he hid behind him. He didn't even put on his slippers, and stepped on the beige carpet with bare feet, as if he was a scourge. He was speechless for a while, "You What's wrong with you? Take off the cloak now."

He has also lost his temper at the moment. This guy has been playing and disappearing for no reason these days, he doesn't answer his phone calls, and he doesn't reply to his WeChat messages.

Isn't it chickenpox?who hasn't had...

Why?Wait, chickenpox!

He blinked, thought for a while, and said in disbelief for a moment: "Zhou Jingchen, you probably have acne on your face, so..."

"no!"

Zhou Jingchen glared at him, but it's a pity that with his current appearance, he really doesn't have much momentum.

Tang Lin burst out laughing with a 'puchi', and couldn't help but be amused.

It is really for this reason that this guy has been ambiguous and never told him that he was sick.This is because I was afraid that when I came to see him, I would bump into him with acne...

Zhou Jingchen's smugness is really good enough.

Seeing him smiling happily, Zhou Jingchen said viciously, "You're still laughing!!"

Under the glaring eyes of the other party, Tang Lin finally sulked his face, showing two cute dimples and said obediently: "No, I didn't laugh. Aren't you hot? Take off the mask quickly, and the hat, I Seeing that your forehead is wet with sweat, isn't it uncomfortable!"

Zhou Jingchen stood there unmoved, "I'm not hot, I'm cold."

"Then find another piece of clothing and take off the mask anyway."

"Don't worry about me, this room is full of viruses, you go back quickly."

"I've had chickenpox, and I have antibodies, so I won't get it again." Tang Lin ignored him, walked over, sat cross-legged on the carpet, took out a red snake fruit from the fruit plate, and carefully peeled it with a fruit knife Skin.

He is not a good cook, but he peels the skin very well, and the thin layer of skin is tightly connected without breaking at all.

Tang Lin cut the fruit in half with a knife and handed him the big one.

Zhou Jingchen frowned, a little disgusted, "Have you washed your hands?"

Tang Lin: "..."

He just finished playing chess and seems to have forgotten to wash his hands.

He smiled awkwardly, withdrew his hand, took out a tissue and put the peeled snake fruit aside.He stood up obediently, ran to the bathroom in the room, washed his hands several times, and after washing, he picked a new red snake fruit, peeled it, and handed it to him.

"Eat, drink more water and eat more fruit if your throat is so hoarse. I said that the temperature in your room is over 25 degrees. It's not good to cover it like that in such a high temperature. Or should we take it off? "

Zhou Jingchen reached out to take the fruit, and held it in his hand for a long time, staring at him with dark and deep eyes, "Take it off, I won't take it off."

Tang Lin laughed angrily at him, what is he taking off?He just wore a sweater, and if he took it off, he would be naked.

With the mentality of not being as knowledgeable as a patient, he softened his voice and coaxed: "You are so handsome, don't demand too much of yourself. Isn't it just a few pimples on your face, and it doesn't affect your flourishing beauty. Yan."

Seeing that the other party was unmoved after he finished speaking, he raised his head and continued to persuade, "I also had an accident when I was a child. At that time, I had a rash on my back and arms, and there were several on my face. It looked scary, but it was fine later. As long as you don't scratch it, it will heal naturally in a few days without any scars, really, I won't lie to you..."

"Well, I know. Your mother showed me a picture of you when you had acne. It was so ugly, it was disfigured. Oh, I'm not as ugly as you. I just had two small acne on my chin and forehead. , I can't see it."

Tang Lin: "..."

Hehe, I can't see that you are covering up like this! !