Rivals in Love [Quick Transmigration]

After Cheng Mohuai fell asleep with his eyes closed, Song Li left the dormitory lightly. Zhang Shaoxun stood at the window smoking a cigarette, with cigarette butts falling on the ground.

The torrential rain outside the window didn't stop, and the squall and torrential rain hit the tired hearts of the two of them, and they didn't know when the rain would pass.

"Is he asleep?" Zhang Shaoxun asked without turning his head when he heard footsteps.

"Well, I just fell asleep." Song Li nodded, feeling that the situation at the moment was extremely troublesome, they seemed to be in a dead end, they couldn't find anyone, and they couldn't find clues to the murderer.

At first, I thought that with the blue harmonica, I would be able to ask something, but who knows, Cheng Mohuai, the owner of the blue harmonica, was almost killed, and the road ahead fell into unknown again.

"What should we do now?" Zhang Shaoxun felt overwhelmed, looked at Song Li's calm face, and asked.

"Wait for him to attack again, stare at Song Fusheng, maybe he is the real murderer, because he wanted the blue harmonica very much back then, but I gave it to Mohuai, he may have a grudge." Song Li said.

Zhang Shaoxun nodded, "Okay."

"You take me home." Song Li looked up at Zhang Shaoxun, and there seemed to be some deep meaning in his eyes.

Zhang Shaoxun's eyes flashed, and he hummed, "Will it be dangerous for you to go back?"

"No, that's the Song family, he should be more careful in his actions." Song Li smiled, and patted Zhang Shaoxun's soaked clothes, "Look, your clothes are wringing out water, let's go, go back Just change clothes."

Song Li felt his forehead was hot and his whole body was cold. He knew that this was a sign of illness, but he had no choice but to find out the real culprit. He could not be allowed to harm others anymore, no matter what weird reasons he used.

Zhang Shaoxun nodded, "I will send someone to protect Cheng Mohuai, don't worry about him."

"Okay, thank you." Song Li and Zhang Shaoxun walked through the dormitory together and left the school.

Sitting in the car, Song Li was really dizzy. Lin Yougui supported him worriedly, and touched Song Li's hot forehead with his cold hand, "You have a fever, your forehead is so hot."

"It's okay." Song Li shook his head slightly, and didn't speak again. Zhang Shaoxun looked at Song Li's pale face in the rear car mirror, and sighed, "You said you were in poor health, and you just joined in the fun. This rain, You'll be wilted."

"It's better than dying." Song Li said with a wry smile. Every plant and tree in this world is alive, but now so many people died indirectly because of him. It would be a lie to say that it is not sad.

"You take good care of your illness at home, and I will handle it properly with Ji Yang." Zhang Shaoxun nodded, rubbed his eyebrows, and remembered the phone call just now, "It's okay, alas, Xiao Wu called just now, Ji Yang's The parents were arguing a lot, and they insisted on an explanation, their daughter obviously committed suicide, if they don't give an explanation these two days, the world will be turned upside down by him."

"Don't worry, when the rain clears, the sky will clear up too." Song Li smiled and coughed a few times, Lin Yougui's heart ached, "Stop talking."

Song Li hummed, and nestled in his arms with peace of mind. At this moment, he felt that Lin Yougui's embrace was so warm, as if the whole world was gone, and he could still rely on him.

"Here, you have an umbrella at your feet, go back with the umbrella." Zhang Shaoxun asked worriedly.

"I see, you remember to send someone over to monitor Song Fusheng." Song Li looked into Zhang Shaoxun's eyes, emphasized a few words, got out of the car with an umbrella, and watched Zhang Shaoxun's rear end disappear before Song Li was supported by Lin Yougui , back home.

The clothes on his body were wet and stuck to his body, and his forehead was so uncomfortable that it was about to explode. Song Li had no time to talk to Song Yu and his stepmother, so he hurriedly said hello and went upstairs.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, if Lin Yougui hadn't supported him, Song Li would have fallen onto the bed, "Don't make trouble, take a bath first, and then go to sleep after taking the medicine."

Song Li groaned and didn't want to, but Lin Yougui half dragged him into the bathroom, and slowly took off Song Li's clothes, like peeling the shell of a cooked egg, revealing his white and smooth body.

Song Li looked at Lin Yougui with half-closed eyes, and smiled with his lips curled up, "You have returned, you will return, when will you return?" When he will return, he won't have to work so hard to collect souls from world to world.

"I'm by your side now." Lin Yougui washed their bodies with hot water, not daring to bathe Song Li for too long, so he quickly turned off the shower, picked up a towel beside him and wrapped Song Li's lower body. Stay, help him to bed.

The sick Song Li was very obedient, with his hair hanging limply by his ears, Lin Yougui frowned and looked at his wet hair, a gray star power in his hand quickly dried Song Li's hair, Lin Yougui Touching Song Li's face, he murmured, "Thank you for your hard work."

If it wasn't for the agreement between him and the Lord God, he would not have made Song Li so tired.

thump thump——

Lin Yougui frowned and glanced at the locked door, then at Song Li who was half-closed.

"Brother, are you sick? I brought you medicine and white porridge. You can sleep after taking the medicine." Song Fusheng said at the door.

Song Li raised his hand, Lin Yougui hummed, and opened the door with a wave of his hand.

"Come in." Song Li felt that his throat was starting to smoke, and his hoarseness was outrageous.

Song Fusheng opened the door and came in, holding a tray in his hand, put a bowl of porridge and a glass of water, walked to Song Li's bed, and put it on the bedside cabinet.

"Brother, let me pet your head." Song Fusheng's eyes were full of worry, and he looked at Song Li with pleading eyes. His brother has always disliked his family members. No matter how friendly he looks, he still has estrangement in his heart, so he Afraid of offending Song Li, he asked Song Li to stay at school and not come home.

Song Li nodded, half-closed his eyes, and lazily said, "Touch it."

Song Fusheng stretched out his hand, it was too hot, no, it could be said to be too hot, Song Fusheng was startled, "Brother, I will find a doctor for you, you have a fever, and your head is so hot."

"Don't go, I'll be fine soon." Song Li grabbed Song Fusheng's clothes and said with a faint smile.

"But……"

"It's nothing but, it's not a fatal disease, I'll be fine tomorrow, don't worry." Song Li patted the back of Song Fusheng's hand hanging by his side, and smiled.

Song Fusheng nodded complicatedly, "Brother, take some medicine and food before going to sleep, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable."

Song Li hummed and coughed for a while, Song Fusheng hurriedly patted him on the back, "Brother, look at how sick you are!"

"Don't worry." Song Li leaned back halfway, glanced at Lin Yougui next to him, and then at Song Fusheng, "Don't worry about me, you, don't always run around in the continuous rainstorm recently, pay attention to safety, huh? "

Song Fusheng nodded, "I know brother." Song Fusheng looked at the medicine and porridge on the tray, and said in distress, "Brother, should I take the medicine or the porridge first?"

"Drink some porridge first." Song Li looked at Song Fusheng's embarrassing appearance, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Song Fusheng had a good physique since he was a child, and he was normal without taking medicine, but even so, it was too funny.

Song Li stretched out his hand to take the porridge, and saved Lin Yougui from eating vinegar for a while. Looking at Song Fusheng's bewildered face, he smiled and shook his head, "The medicine is here, I will take it myself."

"Oh." Song Fusheng pulled a chair over and sat watching Song Li eat porridge.

His brother is the best brother he has ever seen. He has a good temper and good looks. Even his illness is so distressing. Song Fusheng giggled, watching Song Li eat porridge, he felt full.

"Brother, don't worry about your father and my mother, they talk like that, don't take it to heart."

Is this to comfort him with the bad words he heard just now?Song Li smiled, "It's okay, what's the matter, go back and rest, it's getting late."

Song Fusheng shook his head, "I'll leave after you fall asleep."

So stubborn, the kid.Song Li drank the porridge slowly. After finishing the porridge, he stopped for a while before drinking the medicine.

Seeing that there was no reason to stay here, Song Fusheng sighed with displeasure, "Brother, go to sleep, I'll bring you food tomorrow morning."

Song Li nodded, "Go to sleep."

After Song Fusheng left, Lin Yougui waved his hand, locked the door, and supported Song Li to lie down, "If you weren't afraid of scaring him, I really want you to float in the air."

"What are you talking about?" Song Li took the medicine, and gradually became drowsy, holding Lin Yougui's cool hand, "Come up and sleep together, your body temperature is so comfortable."

Lin Yougui hummed, turned off the light, and hugged Song Li, "Don't think too much, the sky will be sunny after the rain."

Song Li nodded obediently, buried his head in Lin Yougui's neck, and fell asleep obediently.

Because of his illness, Song Li's breath was hot and sprayed on Lin Yougui's neck, making Lin Yougui sleepless all night, with his beloved by his side. After enduring it for so long, Lin Yougui almost wanted to have a close contact with Song Li.

Song Li didn't know these things, he was lying in his safe embrace, enjoying the comfortable temperature, and he didn't care whether Lin Yougui could bear it or not.

Lin Yougui looked helplessly at Song Li sleeping sweetly, and his heart was as sweet as honey, so he hugged Song Li even tighter, this was really his treasure.

When he woke up the next day, Song Fusheng knocked on the door early in the morning and came in with medicine and porridge. Song Li's complexion had improved a lot. Song Fusheng subconsciously reached out and touched Song Li's forehead. It was not as hot as last night. Flashes of joy.

"The medicine Lu Ma prepared is really useful." Song Fusheng nodded, "Brother, get up and eat quickly." Song Fusheng put the plate on the table, and helped Song Li to sit up.

"Thank you for your hard work." Song Li smiled and looked at the sky outside the window. It was still drizzling and gloomy, and he didn't know when the rain would be heard.

"Brother, Xiaoxi called me today and said..." Song Fusheng hesitated and didn't say anything.

"Ji Yang is dead." Song Li continued calmly.