Orange storm

Because everyone was drenched in the rain in the morning, Xu Hang's plan to hang out with them in the evening and afternoon was also cancelled.Fang Jie ordered takeaway at home alone, and spent another afternoon finishing his homework for the three days during the National Day holiday.

Jiang Zhijin still didn't come back after dinner, so Fang Jie cleaned up and fed the cat.Feeling nothing to do, I went back to my room to do a set of physics problems.

This might be the self-awareness of Xueba, Fang Jie laughed at himself in his heart.Halfway through writing, Fang Jie heard the sound of the door opening in the living room.

Fang Jie's hands stopped, he listened quietly for a while, finally put down his pen, opened the door and walked out.

The living room was very dark, Fang Jie raised his hand to turn on the light, only to see Jiang Zhijin lying on the sofa, covering his head with his clothes, wondering if he was asleep.Fang Jie walked in a little bit, and already smelled the alcohol on the other party.

Fang Jie frowned and asked, "Have you been drinking?"

Jiang Zhijin didn't speak at first.

The coat cut off part of the voice, making Fang Jie's question less clear, and Jiang Zhijin's thoughts were already a little drowsy, which made him less clear about the question next to him, and he didn't react for a while to answer.

Fang Jie didn't hear a response for a while, so he bent down a little closer and called out "Jiang Zhijin".

After a while, Jiang Zhijin's voice came from under the clothes, muffled.

"Who are you calling? Looking for a draw, right?"

Fang Jie smiled, but his tone did not change.

"you've been drinking?"

"Hmm." Jiang Zhijin probably felt that he couldn't hear the voice clearly, so he slightly pulled off the clothes covering his face, revealing most of his face and a pair of eyes.

Because of drinking, the corners of Jiang Zhijin's eyes flushed unnaturally, and his skin is fair, so the redness will be more obvious.

Jiang Zhijin narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Jie, with a tone of impatience in being swept away.

"What?"

Fang Jie seriously suspected that Jiang Zhijin was already in a daze, so he stretched out his index finger and waved it in front of Jiang Zhijin's eyes, asking, "How much is this?"

Jiang Zhijin glanced at Fang Jie, couldn't help laughing and said, "I said 2, do you believe it?"

Fang Jie didn't speak, and he didn't withdraw his hand, instead he waved in front of Jiang Zhijin's eyes.Jiang Zhijin sighed, raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's hand.

It may be because of the alcohol, his hands are a little wet, so hot that they are already hot.Fang Jie was stunned for a moment, then held Jiang Zhijin's hand instead, pressed lightly on the other's palm, and asked with some uncertainty, "Do you have a fever?"

"...No." Jiang Zhijin let go of Fang Jie's hand first, and replied in a dragging voice, with a lazy tone. "Just drink some wine and sleep for a while."

He turned over and sat up on the sofa, his headache and dizziness became more and more obvious, which made him frown and close his eyes.Fang Jie reached out and grabbed Jiang Zhijin's shoulder in time.

"I'll help you go back," Fang Jie said.

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Jiang Zhijin to speak, and directly put Jiang Zhijin's hands on his shoulders, and helped him up.

Jiang Zhijin is not heavy, this is Fang Jie's first feeling.

Even though half of the body's weight was on Fang Jie's body, Fang Jie still felt that it was not too heavy.It's just that Jiang Zhijin's breath fell on Fang Jie's neck when he turned his head, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Zhijin's breath was too hot, like a ball of flame, falling on the top of Fang Jie's collarbone one after another. It was obviously very hot, but it was a little damp, which made Fang Jie feel a little itchy.

Like a typhoon that suddenly ushers in the midsummer heat, the storm suppresses a sense of humidity and heat.

Fang Jie turned his head to look at it, and regretted it a second later.

This move of his made the two of them get too close, and their breath almost spilled on each other's face. When Fang Jie tilted his head, the side face even touched the tip of Jiang Zhijin's nose.

Jiang Zhijin had kept his eyes closed all the time, probably because he was really uncomfortable, but at this moment he opened them slightly, and then raised his head and backed away a little.

After entering the master bedroom, Fang Jie helped Jiang Zhijin onto the bed.As soon as the opponent fell down, he covered his eyes with his arms, his brows were furrowed, and he never opened them.

Fang Jie stood at the head of the bed and did not leave in a hurry. After a while, he reached out to touch Jiang Zhijin's forehead.

It's a little hot, but Fang Jie is not sure if this temperature is the heat of a fever.He went to the living room and rummaged through the medicine cabinet for a while, and finally found a thermometer.

It was a very common mercury thermometer. Fang Jie wiped it with alcohol before taking it back to the room.Jiang Zhijin remained in that position, as if he had fallen asleep.Fang Jie opened his mouth softly and called out "Jiang Zhijin".

"Jiang Zhijin, take your temperature."

Jiang Zhijin didn't move, and after a long time, he gave a vague "hmm".

"Open your mouth." Fang Jie said.

Jiang Zhijin barely opened his eyes, his face was not very good, he frowned and looked at Fang Jie.Fang Jie didn't change his face, he glanced at the thermometer in his hand, and after confirming that it was normal, he put it to Jiang Zhijin's mouth.

"Hold it, don't move."

Jiang Zhijin didn't move after listening, stared at Fang Jie for almost a minute, and then suddenly laughed.

"Your line is really... I would have picked someone else."

Fang Jie was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized the meaning of Jiang Zhijin's words.

I...fuck.

Although he was drunk, although it was midnight, although there was no one else... But Jiang Zhijin drove a car so suddenly, Fang Jie was caught off guard.

Well, there seems to be something wrong with talking by myself - Fang Jie feels that his body temperature should be higher than Jiang Zhijin's now. Although he still has no expression, Fang Jie has already felt the high fever from his ears all the way to his face.

Jiang Zhijin sighed with a smile, reached out to take the thermometer in Fang Jie's hand, put it in his mouth, and closed his eyes again.When the time came, he took it out and handed it to Fang Jie.

Fang Jie took a look and found that it was 38.1°C, which is indeed a fever.

Compared to Fang Jie, Jiang Zhijin himself was quite calm.He checked his body temperature and said in a hoarse voice: "Low fever, no need to go to the hospital, there are antipyretic patches and antipyretic medicine in the medicine box."

Fang Jie found an antipyretic and put on an antipyretic, and went to boil water again.

There are two types of antipyretics. Fang Jie poured the medicines according to the instructions, and handed them to Jiang Zhijin after the water was almost dry.

After the other party took the medicine, Fang Jie tore off the fever-reducing patch and handed it to Jiang Zhijin.Jiang Zhijin took it, smiled and said, "It's kind of sweet."

"Okay, I'll post it myself later, you go to sleep."

Fang Jie didn't leave, he glanced at Jiang Zhijin's confused look: "Now post it."

Jiang Zhijin sighed: "Student, there are two kinds of anti-fever stickers in this world, the ones on the forehead and the ones on the stomach. The one you got is the second one, which means I have to take off my clothes if I want to put it on. You may have to take off your pants, understand."

Fang Jie understood immediately, Jiang Zhijin smiled and said, "It will be fine, don't worry."

The paralyzing effect of alcohol has not yet passed, Jiang Zhijin looked at Fang Jie who was sitting by the bed, and asked suddenly: "Do you still remember that I like the same sex?"

Fang Jie didn't expect Jiang Zhijin to say this suddenly, seeing that Jiang Zhijin didn't speak, Jiang Zhijin smiled at him.

"I hope you don't take this too seriously—"

He paused, then spoke.

"I hope you don't pay too much attention to this matter, do you understand me?"

After Jiang Zhijin finished speaking, he smiled, raised his hand and flicked Fang Jie's forehead lightly, put down his hand and said, "Okay, go to sleep."