After being killed by the author who wrote fanfiction [Korean Entertainment]

A reason for me to go out. "

"They are protecting you," Jian Wuyu said with an unwavering expression, "According to the police's proposal, you should reduce your public schedules and stay at home as much as possible. Moreover, your fans will understand that you are unable to attend the meeting due to illness. "

"I promised the fans the meeting," Bian Baekhyun still stared at Jian Wuyu stubbornly, even though his lifeless eyes are not lethal now, his voice was so soft that it seemed to be pressed into a vibration mode, "I don't will disappoint them."

Hearing what Bian Boxian said, Jian Wuyu took a step closer to him, the light in her eyes fell, calm and indifferent, for a moment, she asked, "Even if you will die?"

Bian Boxian gasped and tried to hold back his cough, but his voice was muffled but he tried hard: "Because you are afraid of death, you do nothing and hide for the rest of your life?"

Jian Wuyu stared at his deep red eyes, as if to confirm whether the other party was still awake, after a while, she said lightly: "Put yourself at risk for other people's expectations, Bian Boxian, you are very contradictory."

"No," Bian Boxian knew she had agreed, and he relaxed and fell back into the pillow cover. He coughed violently, and he closed his sore eyes with force. The final sound was relieved and gentle, "I am the one who meets their expectations." work."

Jian Wuyu didn't speak.

All along, from the time she met Baekhyun, he has indeed been doing this.

"After drinking alcohol, the body's resistance decreases, and it is easy to be infected with pathogens and cause fever," Jian Wuyu opened Bian Boxian's medicine box, and said calmly, "You have stomach problems, and excessive drinking will cause damage to the stomach and liver."

There was no emotion in her voice, as if a doctor was diagnosing: "You drank too much alcohol at the class reunion last night, and you turned on the air conditioner directly after practice in the morning, so fever is unavoidable."

"I can't help it," Bian Baekhyun muttered in his voice, vague as if he had a piece of milk candy in his mouth, "Student reunion... I can't stop drinking—"

Jian Wuyu knocked out the pill: "Why?"

"Aren't you there too, saying that people who like me will punish themselves with a cup... fine? Can I not block them for them. Originally, there is nothing wrong with liking someone."

Jian Wuyu looked at him calmly from the side: "That's right, but it has nothing to do with you."

"It's irrelevant..." Bian Baexian laughed hard, his voice panting, "They like me, so how should I protect them?"

"Too fraternal." Jian Wuyu counted out three pills and commented briefly.

"Really?" Bian Baekhyun grinned in a low voice with great difficulty, and a hoarse voice rolled out of his throat, but the voice was not harsh, but had a special softness because of his weakness. I have so many people, and you are the only one who says you like me in order to help me stop drinking."

Jian Wuyu pretended that he had never heard of it. It turned out that Bian Boxian was ill and delirious, so what he said didn't count.

She just said, "You don't have to go."

"Don't go?" Bian Boxian seemed a little puzzled, but then he whimpered in pain, and then chuckled with a coughing sound, "No, if I don't go, will you come to me, cough cough...you said As long as I call my name, even if you die, cough, you will come back to find me."

"But you didn't come, did you?" His voice tightened suddenly, and he laughed again, "But, who knows, I believe that I can see you at the class reunion, just like I believed your nonsense back then .Now, I still found you."

"Yes, you succeeded." After a moment's pause, Jian Wuyu sighed very lightly. The sound was covered by the friction sound of pulling out the compartment of the medicine box, but she did say it.

"sorry."

Jian Wuyu took the medicine and ice towel and walked to Bian Boxian's bedside, leaned slightly to look at him, his eyes were tightly closed, coughing, even though he looked weak and sick, his face was still pretty and pretty.

From the rosy lips to the eyebrows, she looked at the moles several times, holding her breath and slowly placed the cold towel on his forehead, observing his expression, and would frown even if there was any discomfort.

was taken advantage of again.Jian Wuyu finally put the towel away, she stood up lightly, and subconsciously helped her aching waist, thinking.She doesn't really owe him anything.

Except for the promise, as long as he doesn't die, his wishes, emotions, and health have nothing to do with her.

"Take medicine."

"Cough...feed me."

Jian Wuyu couldn't argue with a patient. She bent her knees and knelt by the bed, handed the capsule to Bian Boxian's hot and bloodshot lips, watched him swallow it slowly, and scooped up the boiling water with a spoon. Let it cool, and feed it to his lips, she tried to pry open the gap between his lips to let the water flow in, but he seemed to be against her, the teeth were closed tightly, and the water flowed down the corners of his lips, sliding over the thin Chin, dripping into the deep hollow of the neck.

Jian Wuyu watched indifferently as the water wet Bian Baekhyun's collar, saw him frowning in discomfort, put down the bowl after a while, reached out and pinched the other's thin chin, and forced him to open it mercilessly mouth.

Water went in.

He didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Jian Wuyu's wrist, and like a dying swan, he raised his neck back and tried to break away from Jian Wuyu's hand, but the desperate fight was only a moment, and he lost his strength again. The hot hand fell down, the brows and eyes were tightly frowned, and he curled up while coughing. The red and wet lips were covered with water stains, looking embarrassed and helpless.

Jian Wuyu lowered his head and touched his wrist that was sore from his body temperature, stood up and put the bowl in his hand, intending to leave.

"—Where are you going?"

The patient who was still unconscious just now was very sensitive to people's departure. At this moment, he slightly opened his eyes and looked at Jian Wuyu, his voice was weak.

"Kitchen." Jian Wuyu said without turning his head, "You will lose water all the time during the fever, I must ensure that you can take in enough water, and now I'm going to refill you."

She paused, and said: "The only thing I can do for you is this. The rest is up to you. Whether you can return to normal before the fan meeting, I can't be sure."

Bian Baekhyun said "thank you" drowsily. He looked at her back and couldn't help his own cough. He kept covering his mouth and gave birth to the desire to vomit, but he couldn't vomit. The medicine she fed just now can't spit it out...

His consciousness is slowly fading away.

"Well, Chihiro, I have to take care of a sick friend tonight, so I can't go back, um, yes. Okay."

Jian Wuyu hung up the phone and pressed the switch of the kettle.

The hum of the kettle, the rolling of water.

The color of Bian Baekhyun's kitchen is very warm, just like what Jian Wuyu has seen in the past few times, the wooden floor is warmer in tone, with warm-colored cabinets and a refrigerator with cute magnets, the kitchen utensils are neat and tidy on the counter, and in the sink there is a glass bowl of leftover milk.

The fridge magnets were probably given by Park Chanyeol, and Jian Wuyu squinted at the delicate magnets, remembering all the gossip Kim Mi Joo told her about her seniors when she was a trainee.

Rumor has it that Byun Baekhyun is bisexual, and he and Park Chanyeol used to be a couple, but they had a big fight and broke up because of resource allocation.

Kim Mi Joo told her about her opinion: "I think the relationship between Baekhyun and Chanyeol is pretty good, but I haven't thought about it. If the fans like it, they might just make a mistake and start forming a CP. "

"But it's good that Baekhyun is gay, so I won't lose to other women." She said.

Jian Wuyu remembered just now when the spoon was pressed against Bian Boxian's soft lips, the tingling and elasticity that came along the metal, and the scorching breath that climbed up.

Whether Bian Boxian is gay or not, Jian Wuyu does not know, but it is certain that there will be men who like Bian Boxian.

He is indeed a beauty, and he is also seductive with men.

Unfortunately, homosexuality is not accepted by the public after all.

Homophobia in South Korea has taken root in this land, seeping into people's bodies from water sources, slowly and thoroughly, and becoming a part of the people that cannot be eradicated.

"Do you think a person like you is suitable for living? Living is a waste of air, and death is a waste of land. This sentence is talking about you."

"Are you a monster? Like men? Are you disgusting?"

"Don't come close to me, go, go, get lost! Can't you understand?"

People's contemptuous eyes and the disgust from the soul are pronouncing that homosexuality is guilty.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

The doorbell was ringing, Jian Wuyu recalled her thoughts, frowned slightly, stepped on her slippers cautiously and walked slowly towards the display screen, she clicked on the call, and a boy's face suddenly appeared on the screen.

He had an extremely pale face, big black and hollow eyes, and thin skin wrapped over the bones, making him look unhealthy and even scary.

Who will be the visitor at this time?

Jian Wuyu held her breath, and quietly walked back to the bedroom, only to see that the quilt on the bed was rolled into a ball - Bian Baekhyun was wrapped in it and had already fallen into a deep sleep.

It seems that the method of asking the other party does not work.

Logically, she shouldn't open the door for the other party, after all, Bian Boxian said that he didn't want others to know the fact that he was sick.

So Jian Wuyu quietly walked back to the display screen, waiting for the automatic hangup, making the other party think that there was no one at home.

But at the moment when Jian Wuyu stood still, the boy suddenly raised his eyes, and across the screen, those big black eyes that were sunken deep into the hollow met her gaze directly.

"Who are you?" he asked her.

Jian Wuyu was stunned suddenly.

This boy knows there are other people in Baekhyun's family?

"Who are you?" the boy asked repeatedly, without blinking his eyes, the contrast between the paleness and the thick black was extremely strange.

Jian Wuyu remained silent.

Even though the screen is separated by that layer, the boy seems to be able to crawl out of the screen at any time, and firmly resists Jian Wuyu.