Orange storm

"38 degrees 5, I have a fever." The nurse glanced at the scale and put the thermometer back. "Should have a drip."

The two went to the nearby community health center. There were very few people in the early morning, and only Jiang Zhijin and Fang Jie were in the infusion room.The nurse slowly pushed the needle into Jiang Zhijin's blood vessel, quickly untied the tourniquet, and turned to face Fang Jie.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just ring the bell, look at the infusion bottle, and call me when it's almost gone."

Fang Jie nodded and said, "Thank you."

When the people went out, Fang Jie stood where he was, first raised his hand and held down the infusion bottle to confirm the name on it again, then looked at the speed at which the drip was falling, slowed it down a little, and then lowered his head to look at Jiang Zhijin.

Jiang Zhijin curled up in the chair, tilted his head and watched the cat and mouse on the TV in the infusion room seriously, and opened his mouth lazily when he felt Fang Jie's gaze.

"Why are you standing, sit down."

The voice is a little hoarse.

Fang Jie didn't sit down, didn't speak, and stretched out his hand to touch Jiang Zhijin's infusion hand for a few seconds.

Jiang Zhijin was startled, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but then remembered that he had a needle in his hand, so he barely held back his movements, and patted Fang Jie's hand with his other hand.

"What are you doing?"

Before the photo was taken, Fang Jie had already withdrawn his hand.

"It's too cold." Fang Jie said, "I'll ask if there is a hot water bottle."

Some people's hands get cold after infusion, and Jiang Zhijin is more serious. When Fang Jie touched his hand, it felt like he had touched a piece of ice.Fortunately, there was an electric hot water bottle in the health center. Fang Jie asked the nurse for one, and waited patiently at the nurse's station for it to be recharged.

When Fang Jie took the hot water bottle back to the infusion room, Jiang Zhijin was about to fall asleep.Fang Jie went over and put the hot water bottle under the infusion's hand, and gently pressed a section of the infusion tube under it, so that the drip would not be too cold when it entered the blood vessel.

Jiang Zhijin cheered up a little and opened his eyes, let him finish the tossing, and waited for the person to sit down before asking: "Are you a Virgo?"

"No." Fang Jie replied, "October 10, Scorpio."

"I thought you were a Virgo in such a matter." Jiang Zhijin smiled, and continued: "But it's pretty good, be careful to attract little girls."

Jiang Zhijin just answered this sentence casually, Fang Jie glanced at him, and suddenly asked: "Then what kind of boy would like it?"

Jiang Zhijin narrowed his eyes slightly, and answered after a long while: "You're looking for smoke, right?"

"Just curiosity." Fang Jie turned his head to look at the cat and mouse on the TV. Tom was chasing the little white cat next door.

"Ask whatever you want."

"Don't ask casually."

"Don't you care about this?"

Fang Jie said slowly: "This problem is also Schrödinger, which is between caring and not caring."

"...Is it okay for a little boy like me to like it?"

Still angry all night later, Jiang Zhijin sighed, a little convinced that Fang Jie was a Scorpio.He put on the hood of his down jacket and leaned back.

"Sleepy, don't make noise."

Fang Jie didn't speak any more.

After the episode of Tom and Jerry was over, Fang Jie looked away from the TV and turned to the person next to him.

Jiang Zhijin had obviously fallen asleep, breathing evenly and long.The hood of the down jacket was quite big, covering half of his face, only the tip of his nose, lips, and chin were exposed.

Fang Jie looked at it for a long time, and finally had to admit that Jiang Zhijin's face is indeed attractive.

Little girls like it, little boys like it, and...

Anyway, it seems to be quite attractive.

If you don't speak, after all, the tone of the other party's hurtful voice sounds particularly awkward.Thinking of this, Fang Jie couldn't help laughing.

But he knew that although Jiang Zhijin sometimes talked nonsense, he was straightforward and very reliable when he did things, including but not limited to running Yunqi well, handling his transfer, and dealing with Jin Necklace and Fang Chenglin.

He also remembered the night when Fang Chenglin came, Jiang Zhijin said to him, "You just need to look at me now."

looking at him...

Fang Jie glanced at Jiang Zhijin's bridge of nose, lips, jaw, Adam's apple...

Depend on.

Fang Jie withdrew his gaze abruptly, exhaled lightly, and felt that he was a little nervous.

He looked up at the infusion bottle, and the drip was almost finished.He called the nurse and replaced the hot water bottle again.

After tossing like this several times, the potion was changed to the last bottle, but Jiang Zhijin still hasn't woken up, it can be seen that he is really sleepy and tired.

When the last bottle of drip was about to run out, Fang Jie took two pictures of Jiang Zhijin.

"woke up."

After a while, Jiang Zhijin moved, opened his eyes slowly, and spoke with a hoarse nasal voice.

"Ok?"

"It's time to pull out the needle."

The nurse at the side leaned over to prepare to pull out the needle and said with a smile, "Your brother is so obedient, he has been guarding you all the time."

Jiang Zhijin glanced at Fang Jie, and replied with a smile, "He's really good."

It wasn't raining outside the window, and there was even a little bit of sunshine. Jiang Zhijin thought it would be warmer.After leaving the door of the hospital, a gust of cold wind rushed towards the two of them, almost blowing into their bones.Jiang Zhijin couldn't help cursing, "Fuck."

Fang Jie glanced at him and walked in front of Jiang Zhijin.

Hanging the bottle all morning, the two casually ate two bowls of rice at the noodle shop at the gate of the community.When I went back, the stagnant water in front of the unit building was still there, but I don’t know a kind-hearted person found a few bricks and built a temporary road, so I was able to walk.This time Jiang Zhijin didn't let Fang Jie carry it, and walked behind him.

In the afternoon, Jiang Zhijin slept all afternoon, but Gu Xun came to help drive Jiang Zhijin's car and brought up the keys.Jiang Zhijin was still sleeping, Fang Jie took the key, and briefly told Gu Xun about his illness, but the other party was quite worried and asked if he wanted to drive to the city courtyard to have a look.

"Shouldn't be necessary, the fever has subsided by noon." Fang Jie replied, "I'll check again in the afternoon."

"Okay, I'll trouble you then." Gu Xun patted Fang Jie on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Call me or Zhou Hong if you have anything to do."

Fang Jie didn't go out for the whole afternoon. He did a few sets of comprehensive theory questions and memorized vocabulary for a while. In the end, he was too bored and wrote a few classical Chinese essays that were usually the least popular.During the period, Xu Hang's friends called over excitedly and asked if they wanted to go out to play again, but Fang Jie refused.

He would go to Jiang Zhijin's room every one hour, cover him with a quilt, and take his temperature.Because Jiang Zhijin seemed to have been sleeping soundly, he could only measure the temperature of the other person's forehead with his hand, and planned to wake him up in case it felt a little hot.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhijin's body temperature was quite normal all afternoon, and Jiang Zhijin finally woke up after six o'clock in the evening.

Fang Jie was about to go in to take his temperature, when Jiang Zhijin happened to push the door out.Fang Jie was taken aback: "Are you awake?"

"Wake up, don't need to test, I just tested it myself, and the fever has subsided."

Fang Jie looked at Jiang Zhijin for a moment, then said slowly, "You didn't fall asleep at all in the afternoon, did you?"

"Falling asleep." Jiang Zhijin smiled, "But I'm not that familiar, I still felt it the few times you came to touch my head."

Fang Jie didn't know why, but suddenly felt a little embarrassed.Fortunately, Jiang Zhijin immediately changed the subject, and said casually: "What are you eating, I'm hungry."

"...Let's take it out." Fang Jie said, "What do you want to eat?"

Jiang Zhijin sighed when he heard the words, looked at Fang Jie and said, "Let's eat noodles, I'll make them."

"you--"

"He hasn't died yet." Jiang Zhijin rolled up his sleeves, turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Although it was noodles, Jiang Zhijin made it very seriously. He laid two eggs, served it with green vegetables, and made the soup base with tomato scrambled eggs.

After dinner, it was completely dark outside the window.Fang Jie packed up the dishes and came out. Jiang Zhijin was fiddling with the TV. When he saw Fang Jie came out, he asked:

"Watching a movie?"

...Fang Jie instantly thought of the last time he went to watch a movie with Jiang Zhijin.

Thriller, horror, suspense films.

"Don't watch horror movies." Jiang Zhijin probably thought of it too, couldn't help laughing, and immediately added. "Just find one and have a look. I slept too long during the day and now I can't fall asleep."

Jiang Zhijin should have found a random movie. The actors in it were almost unknown to anyone. It was a romance movie about a female high school student and a gangster who fell in love.

The movie was shot quite innocently, a bit like a literary film. Jiang Zhijin leaned on while eating potato chips, and occasionally had to comment.

"Pretty childish."

The movie is being played until the female high school student confesses like a punk. Under the dim streetlights in the heavy rain, the two look at each other, and the girl says the confession sentence by sentence.

Fang Jie glanced at Jiang Zhijin: "Where?"

"No matter what happens in the future, I will always be with you—this sentence." Jiang Zhijin smiled, "Maybe it's too young, so it's a bit naive."

"En." After a while, Fang Jie replied.

He originally wanted to say something, but it seemed inappropriate to say anything, because even in his opinion, the plot was a bit childish, but he was a little uncomfortable hearing Jiang Zhijin say that.

But soon the two had no chance to discuss "childish or not".

Because after the confession in the movie, immediately after, it was a fucking sex scene.

After the male and female protagonist confessed to each other, they went to the hotel to get a room - it was obvious that the director wanted to go to a literary film, and the sex scenes were shot slowly and long.The sound of panting and undressing zippers mixed with the sound of rain hitting the glass outside the window created a hot and humid atmosphere.

Fang Jie stared at the TV with no expression on his face, and his mind was racing.

Come on, is there anything more embarrassing than this?

No, what am I afraid of? It's not pornography I'm watching.

But this is almost the same as pornography... What is Jiang Zhijin doing, why is there no sound.

...Why is this plot so long?

The stereo in Jiang Zhijin’s home is pretty good, with stereo surround sound—Fang Jie has already started to think about whether to pretend to go to the bathroom to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere, and feels that this action may make himself even more embarrassing...

The next second, he heard Jiang Zhijin softly "tsk".

Before he could react, Jiang Zhijin, who had been crooked on the sofa, straightened up, copied the remote control on the coffee table with one hand, and stretched out the other hand towards Fang Jie.

Fang Jie's eyes dimmed, and all the light and images were blocked by Jiang Zhijin's hand. He could only feel the heat from the opponent's palm, sticking to his eyelids and eyelashes, which came continuously.

Jiang Zhijin's voice rang in Fang Jie's ear, with a faint smile.

"Minors are prohibited from viewing."