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Bai Jun frowned. This poor physique is too unusual. I'm afraid he can't even stand up. However, although he is worried, there is nothing he can do. He knows little about this world, and he doesn't know why.

He didn't dare to act rashly anymore, he only used his mental strength to lift the person up, and then wiped it carefully.

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Qiao Sheng lay on the bed for three whole days.His thoughts were chaotic and he couldn't think because of the fever. In addition, he knew that he was seriously ill, so he felt very insecure. In the haze, once the emotions that had been suppressed for more than ten years broke out, it was even more uncomfortable when the emotions were extremely depressed. no.

For more than ten years, he has been living in fear every day. Although he often comforts himself that it doesn't matter, he secretly lurks and doesn't provoke others, but he just treats it as a vacation and focuses on learning skills wholeheartedly. ...

In fact, he also thought he was doing a good job.Every move is full of elegance and style, and he knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He is really beautiful and unparalleled in the world.

It's like being reborn.

However, after coming out, Qiao Sheng felt inexplicably panicked, he became nothing like himself.In the past, Qiao Sheng had a warm smile and was full of vigor, and he was the favorite kid in the neighborhood, but now Qiao Sheng is cold-tempered, doesn't like to laugh, takes everything too lightly, even doesn't like to talk too much, it's irrelevant The conversation is completely unresponsive.

In high fever, this strange entanglement became more and more entangled, and he seemed to be caught in a grotesque.He wiped away his former self little by little, and buried the warm past, as if someone was pulling his soul, trying to forcefully squeeze into his body, telling him to move away, the past and the future are in a fierce competition .

Do not--

The panic in his heart grew wildly like weeds, he trembled his lips, and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

One drop, two drops, gradually spread to a large area, soaking the pillow.

A cold hand wiped away his tears, persistently called his name softly and firmly, "Qiao Sheng, don't worry, I'm here, I'll always be with you..."

"Qiao Sheng, are you going to play basketball?" Several energetic boys rushed in and dragged him out of the quilt without any explanation.

"A Sheng, get up." She gently patted his butt with one hand.Mother……

"Little Qiao, focus, pay attention to the roundness of the lines...", Grandpa.

A deep and pleasant voice called out: "Qiao Sheng, Qiao Sheng..."

Then, seemingly helpless, her voice was extremely gentle, "Xiao Qiao, don't sleep..."

Calling out this name that he had memorized for more than ten years was like breaking out of the nostalgia that had been hidden in his heart for a long time. Qiao Sheng seemed to be fascinated, and with that obsession, he struggled to climb out of the quagmire.

He opened his eyes tremblingly.

In the distorted light and shadow, a haggard face with pale lips appeared above him, smiled lightly, reached out to stroke his cheek, "You're awake."

Qiao Sheng was in a daze for a while before he came back to his senses. He felt that his body was quite cool, like the refreshment after sweating profusely. The white light was a bit strong. He squinted his eyes and took a while to see clearly what was in front of him. people.

Bai Jun dipped some dew into his lips to moisten his chapped lips.

Only then did Qiao Sheng speak, his voice was low and hoarse, "Ah Bai?"

Bai Jun paused, his chest was full, seeing that he finally woke up, but he couldn't speak for a moment, he just stretched out his hand to hold his hand, looked down at the person faintly, his eyelashes trembled, but it was as before. Generally noble and arrogant, or his expression became lighter.

The old house exudes a woody fragrance, the dazzling white light reflects the floating dust, the person sitting firmly on the bedside, the room is quiet.

Qiao Sheng closed his fingers slightly, and felt a little cold when his hands touched. This coldness was transmitted from the touching fingers to the heart, just like calling his name, forming a stable and free reality.

This peaceful status quo, on the contrary, shattered the whims in the nightmare, which seemed ridiculous.

The corners of his eyes were dry, but Qiao Sheng smiled suddenly, like the fragrance of flowers, "I don't know why, it was clearly a nightmare, but it seemed to be resurrected from the dead."

It was as if all the entanglements were blown away by the wind, the past and the present Qiao Sheng merged together, everything became clear, the wind was blowing against the moon, the clouds were rising and the clouds were relaxing, and the world was open.

Looking at his smile, Bai Jun couldn't help but soften his eyes.

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Qiao Sheng's high fever subsided, he was awake, and the cloud covering the whole house dissipated for a while, the water boy watched quietly from the crack of the door, even he, who was not afraid of anything, breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Jun took the porridge carefully cooked by the village head's wife, and said softly, "Open your mouth."

Seeing his expression, Qiao Sheng opened his mouth obediently, although he was a little uncomfortable, and took his hand to finish the bowl of porridge one bite at a time.

Only then did Bai Jun's face soften a little, he reached out to wipe the corner of his mouth for him, and asked softly, "Do you want more?"

Josh glanced at him again, shaking his head.

Bai Jun put the bowl aside, patted his head, started to go out, Qiao Sheng watched him coming in and out, took some bowls away, brought in another piece of clothes, and put them in a large bathtub Mix with warm water.

His movements were stiff, but looking at the sequence, it seemed that he had done it many times. Qiao Sheng looked at it, and his eyes were inexplicably hot, and he didn't care that he was a little confused.

Bai Jun walked towards him, Qiao Sheng propped up his body with his hands, he lowered his head at this moment, only to find in embarrassment that he was actually just a soft and thin quilt wrapped around his body, the inside of which was naked.

Looking at the hand extended by the man, he hurriedly said: "Don't bother you, I can do it myself."

Bai Jun paused, the beautiful lines on his face instantly retracted, his eyes stared at him unblinkingly, and he said without emotion, "I have always taken care of you like this."

Woke up and started to dislike him?

Then he straightened up, with a very calm expression, and said coldly: "First evaluate your own strength before talking."

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Qiao Sheng shook his lips and moved, his legs were soft, and his body was still weak, without any strength.

He looked up at the man standing indifferently by the bed.When he first woke up, he subconsciously tilted his head to avoid his touching his face, and this person was unhappy. It was because he obeyed first that his mood eased, but what now?

He just didn't want to bother anyone else.

Qiao Sheng said helplessly, "Ah Bai..."

Bai Jun put aside his eyes, froze for a moment, took a deep breath secretly, then leaned over and hugged him, although his face was tense, but his movements were very gentle, just like hugging a precious porcelain doll.

It's okay to be unconscious, but just like being hugged and wiped in his arms like a child, Qiao Sheng still felt a sense of shame. He closed his eyes, and the warm veil moved back and forth on his body. I can feel the indescribable tenderness and care.

When I woke up, people changed.

The room was extremely quiet, with only the faint sound of water.

Bai Jun looked down at the person whose body was flushed between his arms, and saw that he raised his hand when asked to raise his hand, raised his leg when asked to raise his leg, and let him move so softly, so he raised the corners of his mouth.

After getting rid of the sweat and bad luck, Bai Jun put him on the softest long gown that was changed and washed all the time, hugged him on the bed, and whispered: "Now I will wash your hair."

He carried the wooden basin, Qiao Sheng lay on the bed, his head moved out of the bed, Bai Jun held his head with his hands, poured warm water on the spoon, after it was all wet, he soaped it and rubbed it carefully.

Josh opened his eyes and looked at him.

The man washed his hair very seriously, and smiled when he saw that he seemed to be in a good mood. His eyes were icy purple, charming and elegant, and his smile was very charming.

It's like deliberately attracting people's attention.

Qiao Sheng quickly closed his eyes, frowning, how could he think wrongly.

Bai Jun saw that he closed his eyes, put away his smile, and stared at his head with hatred, his eyes were condensed——

This kind of emotion of being led by one person is really too bad.But what's worse is that this kind of badness can't resist a gentle movement of the other party at all.

For a moment, it is like ice cold for nine days, and for a moment, it is like spring and warm flowers bloom.

He suddenly regretted it again.

How sharp Qiao Sheng's perception is, even with his eyes closed, he still captured the restlessness and dullness coming from the shop. He opened his eyes, "Ah Bai, are you unhappy?"

Bai Jun narrowed his eyes, tilted his chin slightly, and turned his face away.

The arrogant expression of not wanting to talk to people was too obvious, Qiao Sheng stared blankly, this emotion seemed to be sent to him... He thought about it carefully, and when he woke up, if he had any intention of avoiding or resisting The man in front of him would be inexplicably unhappy, but those movements were too intimate, making his scalp tingle... just subconsciously avoiding them.

Qiao Sheng tentatively said, "Ah Bai, are you angry with me?"

After scooping up water to wash off the foam all over his head, Bai Jun gave him a glance lightly, reached for the handkerchief on the washbasin, and said calmly, "How could that be?"

That expression was too noble and glamorous, as if to say that getting angry over a trivial matter is definitely not something a person like him can do.

Qiao Sheng could naturally feel that his mouth was wrong, he thought he didn't understand anything, misunderstood his actions, and tried to explain, "We are both men, it would be strange to make such intimate actions, I just subconsciously It's just avoiding, there is absolutely no meaning of dislike..."

Bai Jun paused, then slowly shook the water in his hand, raised his eyelids and asked, "Why can't men be so intimate..." He no longer looked at Qiao Sheng, and began to wander, "If If you like it, you can even be a partner..."

Qiao Sheng was stunned by his words, and his tone immediately raised a level, "Who told you that men can be partners!?"

Bai Jun was forcibly interrupted, very unhappy, he pursed his lips, "Huh?"

Qiao Sheng regained some strength, struggled to get up, and the veil on his head fell off, "Listen to me, yin and yang intercourse is the right way, don't just learn some crooked ways, men and men are always not the right way, Incompatible with secular ethics, you..."

He took Bai Jun's hand, feeling a little agitated, and said a lot of information about this at once, afraid that he had read some unscrupulous books and established the wrong three views.

Bai Jun was really stunned.

Only then did he realize that this had changed the world.

Not to mention feelings, there is still a huge gap in front of you, that is, the concepts of future people and ancient people are very different.

He pulled Qiao Sheng in front of him, and ordered in a strong and soft tone: "You are sick, don't talk too much, close your eyes and rest first."

Qiao Sheng didn't know if he understood, seeing him staring at him, he didn't want to make him unhappy again, so he closed his eyes.

With steaming hands, Bai Jun stroked his hair lightly and softly, and steamed it dry strand by strand. Under Qiao Sheng's actions, perhaps the energy he had just woken up had passed away, and after a while, he fell asleep again. caught.

Bai Jun parted his hair to one side, covered him with a quilt, and looked downcastly for a while.

He rubbed his temples.