Living in different beds

The next morning, Zhang Bai was completely wilted, Wu Di wrote all night as usual, took a shower and went to bed, passed by Zhang Bai's door, glanced at the electronic clock on the wall, knocked on the door, "Bai, it's seven o'clock, you still not getting up? "

There was the annoyed whine of a small animal from inside the door, and then it was quiet again.

Puzzled, Wu Di raised his paw and knocked on the door again, and there was another whining sound from inside the door, and then something hit the door, and it was quiet again. Wu Di was sweating coldly, put his paw away and left.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wu Di suddenly heard the door being kicked hard in his dream, woke up, got up and opened the bedroom door, and saw Zhang Bai sitting on the sofa watching TV with a displeased face, with a toothbrush in his mouth .

Wu Di rubbed his face, "You knocked on my door just now?"

"I kicked it," Zhang Bai said fiercely.

Wu Di choked, "What happened to me?"

"Ahh, I have class today!" Zhang Bai pulled his hair madly, "Why didn't you call me in the morning?"

Wu Diyu died, "I called you, you groaned for a long time, and then slammed the door with something, how dare I call again?"

Zhang Bai knew he was wrong, sat down on the sofa and sulked, and hummed for a long time, "I have a cold, and I feel dizzy."

"Ah?" Wu Di stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, feeling a bit feverish, "Well, have you taken your medicine?"

"have eaten."

"what did you eat?"

"Norfloxacin."

"What?" Wu Di jumped up, looked at Zhang Bai with drooping ears and only a little hair twitching, and cursed, "Are you an idiot? Have you ever taken medicine when you grow up?"

Zhang Bai argued, "I have been in good health since I was a child."

"Why is there no medicine to kill you?" Wu Di was angry, went to his room, found a board of cold medicine from the suitcase, took it out and threw it on the coffee table, "Hurry up and brush your teeth! After brushing, eat something before eating Medicine, don't add to the burden on the stomach."

As he spoke, he went to the kitchen, heated a glass of milk, grabbed a box of custard buns from the microwave and put them on the dining table.

Then I went to wash up, and when I came out of the bathroom, I saw Zhang Bai lying on the sofa with a custard bag in his mouth and talking on the phone, his voice was weak and weak, "Manager, I'm sick... um, I have a cold," the voice changed, and the voice was vicious , "Who said that a cold is not a disease? I have a fever of forty degrees!" Then there was a false flattering smile, and the voice became extremely weak again, "...dizziness, stuffy nose, sore throat...well, I can't go to work..." Then Suddenly, my whole body was shaken, I sat up suddenly, and yelled at the phone, "Don't come! I don't need to visit my doctor! Hey! Hey? Damn, you actually hung up on me?"

Wu Di raised his hand weakly, "Bai, don't lie down and eat, it's easy to choke..."

Before the words fell, Zhang Bai paused, covered his mouth and began to cough wildly.

Wu Di was speechless, and quickly fetched him a cup of warm water and handed it over. Zhang Bai gulped it down, wiped his mouth, looked at Wu Di pitifully, with tears in his eyes, "You still love me..."

"Roommate," Wu Di scratched the back of his head, smiled foolishly, turned his face silently and roared in his heart: Don't look at me with such pure and innocent eyes, boy!Brother will turn into a big bad wolf!

Zhang Bai quickly ran back to the bedroom, took off his shoes and went to bed, rubbed his messy hair, put on a deadly sick face, and asked embarrassingly, "Do I look like I have a fever of forty degrees?"

Wu Di looked left and right, and felt that except for the bloodshot eyes, everything else was normal, and the two light-colored lips were so tender that people wanted to suck them in... Pop!Wu Di slapped himself and turned his head away: pervert!Don't think too much!

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Bai looked at him who suddenly slapped himself in astonishment.

Wu Di turned around calmly, and wrote lightly, "It's okay, Parkinson."

Zhang Bai: "..."

Wu Di looked at him puzzled, "Why are you running on the bed again?"

Zhang Bai gritted his teeth exaggeratedly, "There will be a psychopath coming soon, you must tell him that I am too sick to move."

"Who?"

Zhang Bai stared, "Evil capitalist."

Wu Di watched him pull up the quilt to cover his face, only two bright black eyes were left, he felt suffocated, and his heart beat wildly: I'm going to die, this little man is going to die!

Sure enough, after a while, the door was knocked loudly, accompanied by the sound of sharp claws pawing at the door, Wu Di opened the door full of doubts, and a ferocious golden retriever rushed in, and threw Wu Di to the ground with a groan. A wet tongue licked his face.

Wu Di screamed, "I'm allergic to animals!"

A young man wearing a peaked cap walked in slowly and whistled. The golden retriever climbed up and squatted beside him in a well-trained way, wagging its tail wildly.

Wu Di covered his face and got up, looking at the guest, "Are you looking for Zhang Bai?"

"Uh-huh," the guest lifted the brim of his hat, revealing a bunny face, showing a bright smile, "Are you an adulterer in vain?"

"A... rape what?" Wu Di was shocked.

The guest glanced at him unceremoniously, and curled his lips, "You don't look very good, hey, tell you, Baibai belongs to me. If you dare to have unreasonable thoughts about him, Kaspersky will take care of you!"

"Ka, Kaspersky?" Wu Di was stunned.

The guest raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the golden retriever jumped on it happily.

Wu Di was thrown down again, covered his face in pain, and wailed, "Bai, help..."

The guest walked to Zhang Bai's bedroom in a familiar way, tidied up his appearance, and instantly turned into a sad face, stumbled in, threw himself on the bed, and wiped his tears, "My poor Bai Bai, why...how come...ah , what a beauty..."

Zhang Bai weakly opened a red bloodshot eye from under the quilt, and pretended to be dying, "The store manager...I...I really can't go to work..."

The store manager waved his hand, "If you don't go, you won't go."

Zhang Bai was overjoyed.

The store manager said sadly, "In order to show concern for you, the pet store is closed today, and I am here to take care of you."

Zhang Bai suddenly felt as if he was mourning his concubine.

Wu Di finally escaped from the golden retriever's claws and ran to Zhang Bai's bedroom, just in time to see the store manager holding a thermometer in a contemplative state, "The body temperature is usually measured by the mouth, armpit, and rectum, and the rectal temperature is the most accurate..."

Wu Di was shocked.

The store manager turned around abruptly, and looked at the man on the bed grinning evilly, "The road to the rectum must go through your tight little asshole..."

Zhang Bai grabbed the quilt and shivered.

Wu Di bravely appeared between the two, "You guys have to calm down!"

"How can I calm down?" The store manager instantly turned into a fire-breathing dragon and roared, "My employees are pretending to be sick! Does going to work make you miserable? Does working for me make you feel wronged? What the fuck is wrong with your happiness index Can't you go up?"

Zhang Bai raised his hand tremblingly, "I'm really sick."

"Excuse!" The store manager was angry, "If you have a minor injury, you can't get off the line of fire. If your body temperature is below [-] degrees, you can go back to work with me!"

Wu Di was speechless, walked over to stop the store manager, and said with a faint smile, "Zhang Bai did have a fever, he was so feverish that he didn't go to class this morning, you also know that he is substituting for the tutor, I don't need to say how serious the consequences are Bar."

The anger on the store manager's face decreased slightly, "Really?"

"It's absolutely true," Zhang Bai said solemnly.

Store Manager: "Shut up!"

Zhang Bai pouted, and retracted into the quilt aggrievedly.

Wu Di summoned a harmless smile to humans and animals, pretended to be a little sheep in a gentle and elegant manner, and described Zhang Bai's tragic fever to the store manager with a friendly face, successfully fooling the store manager into a faint.

Looking at the person in the quilt with pity, he spat, "With this little resistance, don't say you are my employee when you go out, it's shameful!"

Zhang Bai: "..."

After the spat was over, the store manager turned his head arrogantly, leaving Kaspersky to take care of Zhang Bai, then turned and left.

Seeing that the store manager left, the golden retriever began to have fun, and jumped onto Zhang Bai's bed nimbly, licking his face back and forth. Zhang Bai crawled out of the quilt, hugged the golden retriever and rolled into a ball on the bed.

Looking at the man and dog on the big bed, Wu Di scratched the little red dots that appeared on his arms, and took a step back depressingly.

Zhang Bai saw his vigilance, "You also want to make out with Kaspersky? You're welcome!"

So Wu Di was thrown down miserably again, crying again and again.

Zhang Bai took sick leave and began to live a rotten and corrupt life at home, sitting on the sofa with Kaspersky in his arms and watching movies, while Wu Di worked tirelessly behind him mopping the floor, washing clothes and cleaning the room, serving people and then dogs, his status plummeted.

When he came back from shopping for vegetables and medicine for Kaspersky, he saw Zhang Bai muttering something to the calendar.

Wu Di leaned over, "What are you looking at?"

Zhang Bai glanced at him, "Master Qingniao held an autograph and handshake meeting in Wutong Book City on Saturday, I'm thinking of some excuse to ask the store manager for leave."

"Hi," Wu Di said with a smile, "Blue Bird is my buddy, I'll just ask you for two autographed books."

Zhang Bai rolled his eyes at the sky, "Blow it to you."

Unexpectedly, on the second day, Wu Di actually got a set of Jade Bird's famous work "Going to Pengshan", and it was out of print.

Zhang Bai couldn't believe it. He touched the flying and phoenix's signature on the title page. After a long time, he suddenly raised his head, "Is this signature fake? You think I'm stupid, but you can still know Master Qingniao with your little self?"

Wu Di didn't expect that the cheeky book he wanted would be despised by him, so he scratched the wall angrily, "You're a fake, don't you claim to be a fan of Jade Bird, can you not know his characters?"

Zhang Bai scratched his hair and whispered, "Don't tell me, I really don't know."

Wu Di grabbed his braid, and contemptuously said, "You fake fan!"

"What did you say, Silly?" Zhang Bai was furious, picked up two big thick books and smashed them down forcefully, "You're a fake fan! Your whole family is fake fan!"

Wu Di's momentum was like a popped balloon, and he deflated with a whoosh. He squatted on the ground covering his head, crying, "Don't hit, don't hit, ouch, it hurts..."

Zhang Bai was tired, and the two brand new books were ravaged like newly unearthed fragments, and they were thrown aside casually, holding the calendar and continuing to mutter.

"You're too rude," Wu Di squatted beside him with bruises all over his body, feeling distressed at the autograph book he bought with his thick skin, and accused him in a low voice.

"Huh?" Zhang Bai squinted.

"I didn't say anything," Wu Di yelled, and then leaned over with a flattering face, "You are the most gentle and dignified, the most virtuous and virtuous!"

Zhang Bai kicked him down, "You are virtuous and virtuous, I am called Kong Wuli!"