Gentle oppression

The low pressure that started in the evening finally brewed a heavy rain. The air that had been quiet for a long time suddenly flowed crazily as if it had had enough rest. There was a howling wind, and several sycamore trees at the entrance of the hospital suffered. Lah" frantically.

The thick curtains failed to block the blinding white light that lit up quickly, and after piercing the night sky sharply, there was a thunderous explosion.

Jiang Yu nestled on the hospital bed, even though he was hung up with water, his fever still hadn't completely subsided, and he didn't sleep well.

He had a bizarre dream, and then he was woken up by the earth-shattering thunder.

The room was dark, with a faint smell of disinfectant.

There is warm breath around.

Lu Zhuo wrapped his arms around his waist, turned his body sideways to give him half of the hospital bed position, and breathed deeply and shallowly on his cheeks.

With a bit of not unpleasant tobacco smell.

Jiang Yu pursed his lips and thought for a while, but couldn't bear to wake him up, so he made a small movement, trying to move away from Lu Zhuo.

But Lu Zhuo quickly hugged him, and whispered in his sleep, "Don't be afraid."

The wind and rain outside tore the glass windows, making a burst of crackling noises. The second thunder followed by the white light lightning that lit up the night sky again, and the explosion-like noise was even more piercing.

Jiang Yu is not afraid of thunderstorms, but Lu Zhuo exists as if he has an umbrella in rainy weather.

He finally calmed down his breathing, closed his eyes again in compromise, and fell asleep peacefully in this ward with suitable temperature and shelter from wind and rain.

He even had a very good dream. In the dream, his little brother touched his head and said to him: "Little one, brother forgives you."

But this dream was disturbed by the sweet aroma.

Jiang Yu stubbornly continued to close his eyes, trying to relive the dream again for a while, but his stomach began to resist desperately. Before his brain was conscious, his stomach had already started to report his hunger.

He was completely starved awake.

So he had no choice but to reluctantly open his eyes, raised his hands a little aggrieved and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

Lu Zhuo turned around when he heard the movement, and saw Jiang Yu's silly face puffed up.

The corner of his mouth curled up uncontrollably: "Are you awake? Are you feeling better?"

Jiang Yu lowered his head, the good mood brought by the beautiful dreams disappeared, and the annoyance that he wanted to avoid Lu Zhuo but slept in his arms all night came to his heart, Jiang Yu said sullenly: "It's much better gone."

He looked around the side of the bed with his eyes, saw his little slippers at the end of the bed, and rubbed them to get out of bed to wash up.

After Lu Zhuo put away the food box, he came over and touched his forehead, and said "um", "The fever has subsided a little."

Jiang Yu dodged subconsciously, and said in a low voice, "Thank you yesterday."

Lu Zhuo teased him: "Then don't you need to thank me today?"

Jiang Yu whispered again: "Thank you today too."

Lu Zhuo couldn't hold back his laughter, and said with a smile in his voice, "You were welcome yesterday, and you are welcome today, too. Go brush your teeth and eat."

He bent down to help Jiang Yu bring the slippers to the bed, but when he looked up, he saw Jiang Yu tumbling to the other side of the bed, about to get out of bed.

Lu Zhuo: "..."

Jiang Yu: "..."

Jiang Yu had no choice but to return to Lu Zhuo's side, quickly put on his slippers and ran to the bathroom.

He was wearing his shoes backwards, but he didn't even notice.

Lu Zhuo frowned.

What does this mean? Why has it only been a week, and seeing him is like seeing a plague god again.

Lu Zhuo followed, intending to catch him out and ask him clearly, but just as he put his hand on the doorknob and called "Jiang Yu", he heard a subdued cough from inside.

Jiang Yu started coughing before he finished brushing his teeth, and when he heard Lu Zhuo calling him outside the door, he whispered, "I didn't... cough, cough... anything."

Master Lu Zhuoxing completely held back his questioning, and handed Jiang Yu mouthwash in a temperless manner.

He thought anxiously, probably he owed Jiang Yu tens of millions in his previous life.

Jiang Yu was still not full of energy, and looked listless. After breakfast, he took his body temperature, leaned against the bedside and played with his phone for a while, and then fell asleep again.

While Lu Zhuo was processing two work emails, he looked up and saw Jiang Yu falling asleep with his head tilted.

The little head was tilted on the raised pillow, the hand holding the mobile phone was hanging on the waist, the mobile phone was precarious, but the owner of the mobile phone was sleeping soundly and sweetly.

Lu Zhuo rescued Jiang Yu's cell phone, and wrapped his arms around the man's neck to help him adjust his sleeping position, so that Jiang Yu's neck would not hurt when he woke up.

However, before his hand left Jiang Yu's head, he felt Jiang Yu's fluffy hair rub against his palm slightly.

Lu Zhuo smiled helplessly.

When I was awake, I didn't know what kind of temper I had, and I avoided myself, but when I was asleep, I was very obedient, and I knew how to act like a baby.

He closed the curtains for Jiang Yu, said hello to the nurse, and went back to Jiang Yu's house with the key of Jiang Yu's house.

Jiang Yu's small rental house, Lu Zhuo, has been here countless times, and he is familiar with the house, not much different from his own home.

But except for the three or four times when he slept in the bedroom with Jiang Yu, Lu Zhuo hadn't been in Jiang Yu's bedroom very much.Because even though the little guy doesn't say anything, he wrinkles his nose every time and makes people lose his temper.

While picking clothes from Jiang Yu's small closet, Lu Zhuo thought wildly that if Jiang Yu knew that he had rummaged through his closet without authorization, he would show that kind of small eyes that dared not speak out, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Until he opened the drawer of Jiang Yu's closet, inside was a pile of underwear folded fairly neatly.

Lu Zhuo's mind seemed to be on a wrong string, and for no reason he remembered the slap he slapped Jiang Yu's ass.

What does that lump of soft flesh under the light-colored underwear look like?

Lu Zhuo only thought for a while, and then suddenly froze - he was thinking about a man's ass?Is this man still Jiang Yu? !

But that's not the point. When he was fooling around with Xiao Liu and his band before, several men could compare their size with dirty jokes when they went to the bathroom. It's not a day or two for him to be a hooligan. In the end, he molested him instead, and even yelled at Brother Lu that you were sexually harassing him all night, but he didn't feel anything wrong at the time.

So the point is that he actually felt inexplicably embarrassed and uncomfortable because he thought of Jiang Yu's place.

This is so abnormal.

It seems that since meeting Jiang Yu, he has been abnormal.

Lu Zhuo randomly took a few and stuffed them into a clean clothes bag, together with the outerwear and pajamas he just packed, stuffed them into a big plastic bag, and hurried out of the bedroom.

Two hours would be enough for a trip back and forth. Lu Zhuo guessed that Jiang Yu might not have woken up yet, but he pushed the door lightly and walked in, but there was no one on the bed.

Lu Zhuo froze for a moment, and soon heard the faint sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Lu Zhuo: "...Jiang Yu, you bastard, why take a bath with a fever!"

He threw the things in his hand on the cabinet, took a bath towel and opened the door to go in.

Just as Jiang Yu turned off the shower, he was caught off guard by the sound of the door being opened, and looked up in panic: "Lu Zhuo? Didn't you leave?"

There is also a little imperceptible joy in the tone.

However, Lu Zhuo regretted breaking in angrily.

Jiang Yu's whole body was wet, and his eyes were also wet when he looked at him, and his pale face, which was originally sick, was turned into powder by the hot water.

"Plop plop plop".

In the steamy bathroom, Lu Zhuo heard his own heart beating wildly.

—Now he knows what it's like there.