Male God Cultivation Manual

After the nurse turned around and left, Feng He was not in a hurry to move the food and medicines on the table. When she was about to find Yukimura's cell phone again, the ringing of the phone had already reminded him of the existence of the cell phone.

Has anyone called yet?I just hope it's not a call he can't answer.

Taking out Yukimura's cell phone from the drawer, Feng He saw the familiar note from the caller ID on it, which was his name.

Not sure if it was a sigh of relief, Feng He pressed the answer button, "Hello."

The next moment, a familiar voice came from the opposite side of the phone, but with an unfamiliar gentleness, "Wind?" The indifferent voice that had no ups and downs in the past, after adding a gentle tone, was like ripples on a calm lake, clear and full of breath. Touching the sultry waves, like tiny waves caressing people's hearts.

It turns out that his own voice looks like this when he speaks with gentleness.

After a rather irrelevant exclamation in his head, Fenghe answered the other party's question with a rhetorical question, "Xingcun?" The person who would call Yukimura and call him that was his own voice, and only Yukimura was the only one.

Following Fenghe's questioning, a chuckle sounded from the other end of the phone, "It really is you over there."

Feng He was silent for a while, he suddenly didn't know what to do next, Yukimura's tone was so sure, was it the sequelae of using the wish card last time?

However, there seemed to be no intention of waiting for his answer, Yukimura Fuhe continued to ask, "Do you know what's going on?"

This time, Feng He answered firmly, "I don't know." This time he really didn't know what was going on, he was innocent, well, last time he was innocent too.

"Well," Yukimura agreed with a vague meaning, "It's not easy for you to act over there, wait until I come to the hospital." I can't explain clearly on the phone, let's talk about it in detail after meeting, Yukimura still does things as straightforward as always.

"Okay." Fenghe also knows that now he can only wait for Yukimura to act, "help me ask Sanada and the teacher for leave." The most important thing now is the exchange of bodies between the two of them. Today's morning exercises and classes, he must If he is absent, the teacher can say that he is a good boy who never asks for leave, and the teacher will definitely be accommodating, according to Sanada.Now that the Kanto Tournament is about to go to the semi-finals, the triple punishment menu cannot be avoided, but the only thing that is fortunate is that the person who was punished was Yukimura anyway?

There was an inexplicable urge to light the wax for the deputy minister. I don't know if it was an illusion.

"I see." There was a little smile in Yukimura's version of Fuhe's voice, knowing that the wind was indeed on his side, no need to think about it, and Yukimura was relieved a lot.

"If you go out," Fenghe thought for a while, "the transportation card, wallet and keys are all in the tennis bag." Needless to say, the mobile phone, it seems that Yukimura has found it, "Breakfast is in the refrigerator, just warm it up, it's clean His school uniform is hanging in the closet next to him." Should he be thankful that there are no strange things in his house?Otherwise, things suddenly became like this, so we should be more concerned.No, or should he be glad that he forgot to set the alarm clock last night, otherwise he couldn't imagine Yukimura being woken up by Sanada's roar this morning.

Well, when Yukimura comes later, let's reset the phone.

Regarding Feng He's words, Yukimura agreed one by one, and also told Feng He a few things about being in the hospital by the way.

After the two finished talking, when they were about to take up the thread, Fenghe suddenly remembered an important thing, "Xingcun."

"Huh?" Yukimura stopped hanging up the phone, is there anything wrong with Feng?

"...Can you stop laughing?" He couldn't imagine the scene of Yukimura smiling at everyone with his face on his face, it was really scary.

Then, until she hung up the phone, Feng He could hear Yukimura's unstoppable laughter on the other end of the phone.

I mean, is it that funny?

With a bit of depression, but also a bit of peace of mind, Fenghe started the first sick meal in the hospital after washing up.

In any case, although such an unthinkable thing has happened, it seems that I don't know how to solve it now, but it's better to share it with two people than to have no clue.

On the other side, after Yukimura laughed, he followed Feng He's prompt and started to act.

He has been to Feng's house more than once or twice, even in the bedroom, so he is very familiar with it.First find the closet and change out of pajamas and put on the long-lost school uniform. The clothes I was used to before, after not wearing them for a long time, I feel a little nostalgic.

After fastening his tie, Yukimura straightened his clothes in front of the mirror, the slightly raised corners of his mouth showed that the person in the mirror was in a very happy mood, even at this time, he still remembered to tell him not to laugh, the wind is really too cute sometimes.

It's completely different from the indifferent impression when we first met, um, but it's better to look a little colder to outsiders.

After tidying up his clothes, Yukimura looked at the mirror, and the blue-eyed boy in the mirror looked back at him, slightly restraining the smile on his mouth, and the person in the mirror still looked mild and somewhat alienated.

Covering his lips with his hands and thinking for a moment, Yukimura was looking at the pair of light blue eyes in the mirror. Slowly, the eyes that melted like spring water gradually froze and solidified, and then transformed into a familiar cold look.

The expressionless look, the demeanor of rejecting people thousands of miles away, is exactly what Feng He usually looks like.

"Sure enough, I'm more used to it." Looking at the person in the mirror, Yukimura murmured, in his heart, this is what the wind looks like.It's just that even he couldn't deduce the unique gentleness hidden in his heart under the cold appearance.

Sure enough, it was exactly what Fenghe thought, because he was a gifted student on weekdays, Yukimura's leave from the teacher's side went smoothly, but Sanada's side, the strict deputy director, would definitely ask the reason for the leave.

As long as there is no exception, Sanada will agree with Fuhe's reason for asking for leave, but when answering, Yukimura remembered someone who temporarily replaced him in the hospital, so the prepared answer changed, "something happened, I want Let's go to Yukimura." It really felt a little strange to say his own name.

"To Yukimura?" Sanada frowned, "What happened?"

"It's not clear yet," Yukimura's answer was quite similar to Fuhe's usual simple answer, "I'm on my way to the hospital, that's all." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Sanada's reaction, he hung up the phone first. phone.

Sanada stared at the hung up phone, his face was as dark as frost, and Feng actually hung up on him.

Unlike Sanada's black face, Li Haida's master, who satisfies his evil taste, opened his tennis bag according to Fenghe's words.

The first thing that came into view were two familiar rackets, which are commonly used by Kaze. Yukimura, who was originally just confirming what Kaze said was necessary for going out, such as a transportation card and wallet, almost subconsciously picked up one of them.

The blue PRINCE is slightly lighter than Yukimura's WINGHEART, and has a faster swing speed.

Holding the racket with slender and powerful hands, a long-lost sense of strength surges up. With these hands, you will definitely be able to hit a strong and powerful ball.

How long has he been unable to hold the racket like he is now?

After a while, Yukimura shook his head, put the racket back, and began to check other things in the bag.

In addition to the regular racket, the inner layer of the tennis bag contains the wallet, transportation card, keys and some odds and ends as Feng said.

In addition to that, there is a sketchbook pressed underneath.

As two people who have a good relationship, Yukimura has of course seen Fuhe using a sketchbook. Fenghe's watercolors can only be said to be slightly better than ordinary standards, but the sketches are very good, especially the sketches, which are recommended by the teacher for painting competitions. excellent.

Seeing the sketchbook pressed in the interlayer of the tennis bag now, Yukimura smiled and closed the tennis bag again. Now that all the important items are inside, he can go out with the tennis bag on his back. Before he was admitted to the hospital, he And often.

When Yukimura's version of Fuhe arrived at the hospital, Fenghe's version of Yukimura was surrounded by a group of children. With a book of fairy tales spread out on his knees, he was reading a story without ups and downs in Yukimura's familiar voice.

It's also rare that the children didn't dislike him, and they still listened with great interest.From time to time, he also asked a few naive questions, which he answered patiently in that toneless voice.

Such a scene made Yukimura tilt his head and smile, he knew that if it was wind, it would probably be like this.

After seeing the nurse and the friends who were visiting Brother Yukimura, the children who were used to coming to Brother Yukimura's ward rushed away.

Facing the children scattered like birds and beasts, the nurse could only put her hands on her hips helplessly, "You...really!" No one would be willing to be ruthless in educating these young but sick children.

After "driving away" the group of children, the nurse gave space to Feng He and Feng He who came to visit him, but before leaving, she intentionally or unintentionally glanced at "Feng He".

Because of the frequent visits, the nurse of course knows this Fengjun, a beautiful young man with a calm temperament, which is really impressive, but I don't know if it is an illusion, I always feel that Fengjun is not as cold as usual today?

The gaze shifted from the face of "Fuhe" to the face of "Yukimura" who was looking at him. The nurse pursed her lips and smiled. Is it because she came to visit Mr. Yukimura?The relationship between the two is really good.

The nurse, who thought she had found a reason, left in a happy mood, and also thoughtfully closed the door for the two of them.

In the quiet ward, standing and sitting, the two teenagers who looked at each other felt a little strange.

Although it is to look at the familiar appearance in the mirror, no one has ever seen himself from this angle, and because of the difference in soul, even his own appearance, the temperament presented is not the same.

It can even be said that because of the difference in soul, they are very different.

The four eyes met, and for a moment, it seemed that they didn't know how to speak.

After a while, it was Feng He who took the lead to look away. He closed the fairy tale book on his lap, "I've never heard you say that being sick is so uncomfortable." Minister, he always looks not to worry people, even if his complexion is not as healthy as before, he is still in good spirits.Feng He thought that he could imagine how painful it would be to be sick, but when he experienced it in Yukimura's body, he realized that his imagination was not as good as the actual event.

Facing himself who was surrounded by a cold aura, Yukimura slightly raised the corners of his lips when he heard the words, and said in a calm and ordinary way, "There is no such thing as being sick." As long as the disease can be cured, let him return to the court In fact, no matter what, he can endure and persist.It's just that, occasionally in the hospital alone, when I think of my teammates who are working hard on the court, I still feel... a little bit lonely.No matter how tough you are, people will be disappointed and miserable.

Feng He is silent, as he said before, there is really not much he can do for Yukimura, this is a battle destined to be lonely to the end.

Fenghe did not speak, but Yukimura did not remain silent, and sat down beside the hospital bed. Yukimura looked at himself, or rather, looked at Feng in this state, and was still a little worried, "Do you feel uncomfortable?" He was I'm used to this feeling, but the wind is different. He suddenly changed from a normal person to a patient, so it's inevitable that he won't be used to it.

Feng He came back to his senses, shook his head slightly, "No." After thinking about it, he added, "It's okay."

His cautious addition made Yukimura bend his lips, such an explanation, he probably didn't want to worry himself at all.Really, if the body is exchanged obviously, he who is still sick will take advantage of it. Why is Feng thinking of the pain of his previous illness, "If you feel particularly uncomfortable, tell the doctor." Yukimura still worried.

"Well, I will." Fenghe doesn't have the idea of ​​avoiding medical treatment, not to mention that this body belongs to Yukimura, so he should take good care of it.

And there is...

Feng He looked up at Yukimura, the blue-haired boy looked soft and caring, his eyes of the same color were crystal clear in the morning light, he changed his body with a soul, showing a completely different temperament, which was extremely suitable and beautiful.

He was suddenly a little rejoiced. He had always felt that there was not much he could do for Yukimura before, and even if the situation was unclear now, he didn’t know how long this chaotic state would last, but if he used his body, Yukimura could return to him. It is extremely important and must not be abandoned on the court.

Even if it's just a game, Yukimura will be very happy.

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My little angels, I'm getting fat~

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Thanks to Xia Mulan, Ke Kemi, Ye Feiyu, Suo Suosuo, and the silent little angel mines.