Rival he always wants to tease me

The sky was so dark that there was no trace of moonlight, Shen Feiyan and Wen Weiming could only rely on the light of street lamps for illumination.

After finishing the discussion about the English teacher, the two chatted casually again.

Shen Feiyan was used to growing up, with a bad temper and easy to be arrogant, while Wen Weiming has a generous personality and good temper, but it is strange that two people with such different personalities can find a lot of common topics.

Because of the same views on many things, Shen Feiyan feels that getting along with Wen Weiming is very relaxed, like staying with old friends who have known each other for many years, but this is different from the feeling brought to him by Zhao Mocun who grew up with him since childhood.

With Zhao Mocun, the two of them will dislike each other, often bicker, and the unreliable Zhao Mocun often speaks badly about Shen Fei, but when he is with Wen Weiming, Shen Feiyan will feel that he is embraced by him and is very comfortable .

Talking about the bet made a few days ago, Shen Feiyan clenched his fists with piercing eyes, "I am only one point away from 75 in this English test, and I will definitely pass 75 next time."

"Well, I believe you." Wen Weiming only chuckled.

I also believe in myself.

Just as Shen Feiyan was about to say this, he felt a drop of cool raindrops fall on the tip of his hair.

"It seems to be raining." Shen Feiyan touched the tip of his hair in surprise, and another drop of rain fell on his hand.

"Yes." Wen Weiming pulled Shen Feiyan's sleeve and ran towards the shops on the sidewalk, "Go down there to hide from the rain."

The two barely ran to the eaves of the shop, and the heavy rain poured down, forming a layer of rain.

Looking at the sudden heavy rain, Shen Feiyan asked Wen Weiming worriedly, "Do you have an umbrella?"

Wen Weiming fumbled in the schoolbag at the back, and after a while he said helplessly, "I forgot to bring it when I went out this morning."

"Okay." Shen Feiyan and Wen Weiming walked side by side, the raindrops outside fell to the ground, and a lot of them splashed onto Shen Feiyan's trousers.

However, at this moment, Wen Weiming on the right walked two steps behind to Shen Feiyan's left.

Shen Feiyan, who was originally walking outside, was stunned for two seconds when Wen Weiming pushed him inside. After he realized it, a burst of warmth subconsciously ignited in his heart, and it became more and more intense.

It was almost ten o'clock now, and most of the shops were closed, so Shen Feiyan had to give up the idea of ​​buying an umbrella temporarily.

Taking a taxi is actually not realistic. First, there are few cars at night. Second, foreign vehicles are not allowed to enter the community. After getting off the car, they can't escape the journey without roofs to hide from the rain.

In this case, it is better to walk slowly under the eaves of these shops, maybe the rain will stop by then.

With this kind of luck in mind, Shen Feiyan walked outside the small supermarket that was closed outside the community, and found to his heart that the rain was still so heavy.

There was no way to avoid it, so Shen Feiyan wanted to run downstairs as fast as possible, but just as he was about to run out, Wen Weiming stopped Shen Feiyan.

"What's wrong?" Shen Feiyan turned around and asked in surprise.

"Don't worry." Wen Weiming said, taking off his own school uniform jacket, shaking it and covering their heads, "Now you can run."

Shen Feiyan pursed his lips, never expecting to find himself in the plots of idol dramas that he often saw while watching TV that he detested. However, this feeling doesn't seem to be very bad.

The raindrops dripped on the head through the school uniform jacket, and it was cool. Although it still couldn't stop the dense raindrops, it was much better than no measures.

However, Shen Feiyan, who was under the same school uniform with Wen Weiming, was in a panic. Their skins were separated by thin fabrics, so they had no direct contact.

Wen Weiming's breathing, Wen Weiming's temperature, Wen Weiming's voice.

……

All kinds of messy thoughts came one after another, and by the time Shen Feiyan realized it, the two had already arrived home.

"Go take a shower first." Wen Weiming's voice was still so gentle, "Be careful not to catch a cold."

"Okay." Shen Feiyan nodded, dispelling the messy thoughts in his head. Due to the previous random thoughts, Shen Feiyan was not ashamed to face Wen Weiming again. He prepared his clothes with red ears and bare ears, and then went to the bathroom.

Shen Feiyan originally thought that he would be able to recover after taking a shower, but when he sat on the chair in front of the desk, he realized that he hadn't actually recovered.

Shen Feiyan, who was in a mess, sat on a chair and waited for Wen Weiming to review the English knowledge learned today with him.

Since Shen Feiyan started tutoring English with Wen Weiming, the two of them would spend half an hour every night studying English, either memorizing words or reviewing grammar, without exception for a month.

Wen Weiming came out not long after, and he habitually sat next to Shen Feiyan.

Shen Feiyan, who was already quite restless in his heart, was even more restless now.

In the process of reading, Wen Weiming's casual look or sentence can stir up ripples in Shen Feiyan's heart.

After the review with Wen Weiming was over, Shen Fei quickly said goodnight and got into his bed.

"I must be crazy."

The next morning, Shen Feiyan woke up from his dream. He stayed on the bed for 2 minutes, then silently changed into a pair of underwear.

He had a dream last night, um, the content of the dream is hard to describe.

Shen Feiyan's mood was extremely complicated, he didn't know why he had such a dream, and how it made him face Wen Weiming.

Shen Feiyan, who was in a complicated mood, silently thought of three ways to greet Wen Weiming, and then pushed open the door nervously.

There was no one in the living room, the door of Wen Weiming's room next door hadn't been opened yet, and Wen Weiming didn't get up.

Shen Feiyan let out a long sigh of relief, it would be great to see him later.

After washing up, Shen Feiyan sat on the sofa in the living room, anxiously thinking about how to act as if nothing had happened.

The second hand was ticking and turning, going round and round, Shen Feiyan's mood finally calmed down slowly over time.

However, at this time Shen Feiyan already noticed something was wrong, he looked up at the clock on the wall again, it was getting late, the two of them had already arrived at school at this time, but Wen Weiming hadn't even walked out of the room today.

Did something happen to him?

An idea flashed across Shen Feiyan's mind. He has been in contact with Wen Weiming for so long. This person gets up very early every day, and his life and rest are very regular. It has never happened before that he is about to be late like today and hasn't gotten up yet.

Shen Feiyan walked outside Wen Weiming's room, and patted on the door worriedly, "Wen Weiming, are you up yet?"

There was no sound in the room.

Shen Feiyan turned the lock tentatively, and the door was pushed open.

In the room, Wen Weiming was lying on the bed with his eyes closed tightly, and his face was obviously flushed abnormally.

Seeing something wrong with Wen Weiming, Shen Feiyan walked over and touched Wen Weiming's forehead with his hand, it was hot.Shen Feiyan touched his forehead again, the temperature was obviously lower than that of Wen Weiming.

Shen Feiyan couldn't find a thermometer, and couldn't get an accurate temperature number.But he touched Wen Weiming's forehead just now, and speculated that Wen Weiming's fever had reached more than 38 degrees. In this case, if he left him alone, Wen Weiming would probably burn stupidly when he came back.

Shen Feiyan quickly made a judgment, went outside the door, called the head teacher, Mr. Chu, and asked Wen Weiming for leave, and also asked for leave for himself by the way.

Then he called his family doctor and asked him to come to Wen Weiming's house to help see the doctor.

Although Shen Feiyan grew up pampered, he probably knew the common sense of life.

For example, Wen Weiming has a high fever now, and the doctor hasn't rushed over, so he can use a wet towel soaked in water to cool him down first.

Thus, Young Master Shen began to take care of Wen Weiming with all his heart and soul. He lived for almost 18 years, and for the first time, he was willing to take the initiative to take care of others.

Taking advantage of the time to change Wen Weiming's towel, Shen Feiyan thought about it and decided to cook some porridge for Wen Weiming.

Whether it is time to infusion or medicine, it is best to eat something.

Shen, a little expert in life, Feiyan immediately cleaned the rice and cooked the porridge, and it will be ready when the doctor arrives.

However, Shen Feiyan made a mistake in his prediction. When the doctor came, it was only 10 minutes after Shen Feiyan's phone call.

"How did you come here so fast?" Shen Feiyan was quite surprised when he opened the door and saw that his family doctor was so efficient this time.

The doctor had a complicated expression on his face, "I live upstairs."

Shen Fei made it clear, and made way for the doctor.

Although Shen Feiyan had already guessed that Wen Weiming had a serious fever this time, he was still taken aback when he heard the number 39.8.

39.8°, burning like this for a day, I guess people will really burn stupidly.

Shen Feiyan stood beside Wen Weiming's bed, watching the doctor give Wen Weiming injections and infusions.

Because the family was very close, the family doctor left after hanging up the bottle, and only asked Shen Feiyan to call him down after the water in the bottle was finished.

Shen Feiyan and Wen Weiming were the only ones left in Wen Weiming's family.

Shen Feiyan just looked after the porridge in the kitchen and Wen Weiming on the bed.

After seeing Wen Weiming's temperature drop a little, not as scary as 39.8, he stood at the door and looked at Wen Weiming on the bed, and began to think about it unconsciously.

This man is so pretty.

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