To Oak

In Zhu Miao's memory, he seldom got sick, mostly just a cold, which passed after two days of suffering.The last time he was sick, he didn't let his grandma know. He took some medicine by himself, poured hot water wildly, and wrapped himself in a quilt to sleep, and he was fine.

From the moment he met Xiang Shu, Zhu Miao felt that he had lost his ability to think.

All thoughts and rationality were covered by a layer of veil, and my mind couldn't move.He just felt uncomfortable, originally it was just ordinary discomfort, when Xiang Shu carried him on his back, he leaned on Xiang Shu's broad back, smelled Xiang Shu's smell, and when Xiang Shu's hair touched the tip of his nose, he suddenly felt I feel very uncomfortable.

He wrapped his hands loosely around Xiang Shu's neck, feeling that he was sitting on a smooth boat, slightly bumpy, ups and downs.

Immediately afterwards, he landed on a soft bed, the bed was not warm, but the heat from his body quickly steamed the bed.Xiang Shu put him down, but the smell of Xiang Shu was everywhere here, enveloping him domineeringly and involuntarily.But he felt more uncomfortable, buried his face in the pillow, and curled up into a small ball, unwilling to speak or move.

He wanted to hiccup as soon as he cried, and said with difficulty: "It's uncomfortable."

Xiang Shu simply sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, feeling at a loss for a while, wondering what happened to Zhu Miao, was he sick?or what?

Zhu Miao kept shrinking into the quilt, Xiang Shu was afraid that he would be bored, so he reached into the quilt, pinched his waist and pulled him out, as if the two were fighting, Xiang Shu was sweating from exhaustion.In the end, Zhu Miao was tired from crying, her eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes were wet, and she choked from time to time.

Xiang Shu breathed a sigh of relief, clamped the mercury thermometer under his arm, and coaxed him to take the medicine.

It was a fever, but not a high fever, and Xiang Shu breathed a sigh of relief.Zhu Miao finally fell asleep peacefully, but even when she fell asleep, she frowned, her face was covered with tears, like a little tabby cat.He wanted to curl himself up into a ball subconsciously again, and Xiang Shu helped him adjust the quilt so that his face could be exposed for air.

Xiang Shu couldn't help thinking of the couch where Zhu Miao had been sleeping for a while.

Although the sofa is long enough, it is not spacious. I don't know how Zhu Miao has slept during this time, and I don't know how many times he has rolled down from it.Thinking of this, Xiang Shu shouted to himself to stop again in his heart, and couldn't think about it anymore.

He propped himself on the edge of the bed and stood up, rubbing his index finger and thumb together irritably, his throat was itchy, and he wanted to smoke.

He didn't control smoking at first, but he smoked more during this period. He knew it was bad, but it was hard to control.Xiang Shu paced back and forth in the bedroom irritably for a few times. If he wanted to smoke, he had to go to the balcony, but he was not at ease to let Zhu Miao sleep here alone.

In the end, he poured himself a glass of ice water, a large amount of ice collided with the wall of the glass, he put it down carefully, and sat cross-legged on the carpet beside the bed.It was very late at night, and Xiang Shu didn't feel sleepy at all. He wanted to read a book but couldn't turn on the lights, and didn't dare to play with his mobile phone, so he just sat there in a daze.

It's been a long time since he had insomnia until dawn. When his insomnia was at its worst, he was still with He Zheng.He couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and no matter how low the air conditioner was, he couldn't suppress the hotness in his heart. He got up from the bed, went downstairs, ran along the river bank, went back quietly, washed up tiptoely, and lay back on the bed.

I don't know if He Zheng noticed it, but even if he did, he wouldn't say it. He Zheng has always been a gentle and measured person.

Xiang Shu turned his head to look at Zhu Miao who was lying peacefully on the bed.Zhu Miao is also very different.

After the college entrance examination that day, Xiang Shu didn't think of buying flowers, but on the way to school, he met many parents who were picking up their children. Everyone had beaming faces, holding large bouquets of flowers, and he suddenly decided to buy a bunch.In the flower shop, he saw a large bunch of sunflowers, thriving, just like Zhu Miao.

Before he knew it, the sky was already slightly bright.

A ray of light squeezed in from the gap in the curtains and hit Zhu Miao's face, Zhu Miao frowned and snorted twice in his sleep.Xiang Shu turned around, stood up and drew the curtains tightly.Zhu Miao's face was still smudged, so Xiang Shu took out a wet wipe, compared it to Zhu Miao's face, then gently wiped him off with his hands.

Zhu Miao is like a restless kitten.

Xiang Shu sometimes wiped the eye secretions of several cats in the store. None of the cats was safe, they all wriggled from side to side, "meowing" in a bravado, using the meat with their paws closed Pad pulled his hand.Zhu Miao is like this now, frowning and nose, hiding from left to right.

Xiang Shu crumpled up the wet wipe and threw it neatly into the trash can in the corner.

Zhu Miao calmed down again now, nestled on the bed, the quilt rose and fell steadily following his breathing.Xiang Shu walked over, supported the edge of the bed and bent down, tried the temperature of his forehead with his hand, it was still a little hot, it was not real.Looking at Zhu Miao's slightly trembling eyelashes, Xiang Shu couldn't help but bend down a little more, and his figure fell on Zhu Miao.

Xiang Shu leaned down, squinted his eyes slightly, and pressed his lips on Zhu Miao's forehead, and he left with the touch of a touch.Zhu Miao didn't notice it, she was still asleep, her frowning brows were loosened, her lips were slightly parted, she didn't know what dream she was having.Xiang Shu closed his eyes, and touched Zhu Miao's nose again, and then he left again.

He stood up hastily and went out of the room.

When he left, he raised his hand and touched his lips with the back of his hand.

He thought that Zhu Miao had a fever again because it felt hot to the touch, but now, he tried it with the back of his hand, and he felt that he had a fever and was infected by Zhu Miao.Because it was his lips that were hot.

The door was gently closed, and the sky broke, but the room was still dark. Zhu Miao lay on the bed and quietly opened her eyes.

He woke up when Xiang Shu wiped his face, but he was still dazed and couldn't find a chance to wake up. He didn't know how to face Xiang Shu.Just now, he felt Xiang Shu kissed him on the forehead, and he felt his heart was about to jump out, for fear that the heartbeat was too loud to be heard.

Just when he felt Xiang Shu's breath approaching again, he couldn't help it anymore, and opened his eyes slightly.Fortunately, Xiang Shu closed his eyes and didn't realize that he had woken up.

At that moment, Zhu Miao saw Xiang Shu's expression.

His eyes were closed, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, like a butterfly about to spread its wings and fly.Frowning slightly, he looked very nervous, like a child reaching out to touch soap bubbles, for fear that the bubbles would be broken.But so yearning, like the first time the petals are stretched by the spring breeze.

Zhu Miao was flustered, and before she had time to feel the kiss on the tip of her nose, she hurriedly closed her eyes.

But his heart was still beating violently.

In the past period of time, all Xiang Shu's snubs and avoidances and rejections were swept away, and Zhu Miao's heart began to heat up and swell again.

He likes me.

Zhu Miao was in bed, her face buried in the pillow, her toes and fingers curled up tightly, he thought.

He must like me.