Straight man binds the green tea system after wearing a book

When eating in the morning, Shen Congtan found that Gu Zhihe's attitude towards him seemed to be a little more distant than before.

Even before eating breakfast, Gu Zhihe and He were chattering about a lot of things, but now they are quiet.

Wen Jinghua also sensitively sensed that Gu Zhihe's mood was wrong.

"Did Young Master Gu not rest well last night? If you didn't rest well, you can go up and rest for a while after breakfast." He asked with a bit of concern in his tone.

"No." Gu Zhihe rubbed his eyes, feeling a little sleepy.

He tried his best to open his eyes wide, but still couldn't resist the sleepiness, and finally he could only say, "Thank you, Uncle Wen, I'll rest after I go back to school."

After breakfast, Wen Jinghua asked the driver to take them back to school.

Little Green Tea, who was fumbling around in the car when he arrived, was now playing with his phone with his head down, sitting far away from him.

Shen Congtan didn't have the time to think about it.

He just wanted to know what happened to the dream last night.

Shen Congtan thought about it carefully, and the dream last night was not something he could imagine.

He did know that some young teenagers would choose to commit themselves to some wealthy tycoons because their families were more difficult, in exchange for some rewards.

But he couldn't imagine Gu Zhihe having this kind of relationship with other men.

Is it just his subconscious reverie?

He actually imagined that Gu Zhihe had an improper relationship with a man?

Shen Congtan closed his eyes, feeling a little indescribable for a while.

But soon, he remembered the guilt he had felt towards Gu Zhihe.The guilt didn't know how it was born, but it seemed to be buried deep in his heart.

Shen Congtan didn't speak any more.

Back at school, just as Gu Zhihe was about to enter the room, Shen Congtan grabbed his wrist.

He almost immediately thought of last night's dream, the astonishing heat when Shen Congtan held his wrist, almost bouncing.

Shen Congtan looked at Gu Zhihe's expression and withdrew his hand.

His fingertips were suddenly empty, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Shen Congtan whispered, "Gu Zhihe."

"Ah..." Gu Zhihe turned his head and looked at Shen Congtan in puzzlement.

He didn't deliberately avoid Shen Congtan, but he was still a little uncomfortable when confronting Shen Congtan.

"No matter what happened or how big a problem you encountered, I hope you don't embarrass yourself." Shen Congtan lowered his head, his tone was still somewhat gentle.

He said softly: "If you don't have money, come to me. I can't help you in other aspects, but I can still help you in this aspect. "

"I see." Gu Zhihe hurriedly responded, and rushed back into the room.

Shen Congtan stood in front of Gu Zhihe's door for a long time without moving.

Sunlight entered the room through the huge window in the living room, covering half of his face with a warm color. Shen Congtan didn't speak, but just stood there quietly, looking at the closed door.

After a long time, he sighed slightly, turned and left.

On the other side separated by the door, Gu Zhihe held his heart with trembling hands, only feeling that his heart was beating extremely violently.

Knowing that Shen Congtan couldn't hear him, he was extra careful when he asked the system: "Has the senior left?"

"Leave early." The system's voice was cold, and it said to Gu Zhihe, "Master host, do you want to bend over?"

It held back for a long time before saying, "I don't know how many surprises you have?"

"I didn't!" Gu Zhihe retorted almost immediately, "I just think the senior's muscle lines are very good!"

The system's current mood is the same as when it found out that its one-in-a-million host is a straight man of steel. If it weren't for the fact that its body structure only has chips and data streams, and no heart, it feels that sooner or later it will be inseparable. its body.

Even so, it will die.

The little cannon fodder dares to covet the protagonist, and he will pay back when he has the ability.

If it wasn't for Qin Boyu not having a good impression of Shen Congtan and defaulting to Shen Congtan and Gu Zhihe as a couple, even the protagonist's rejection of Gu Zhihe would make Gu Zhihe get out of this world sooner or later.

"The muscle lines are good-looking? I think your senior Ning Si and your little sister Qin Boyu have pretty good muscle lines. According to the big data analysis of the system, although their bodies are not top-notch among men, they are still pretty good." I've never seen you staring at the muscle lines of the two of them, right?" The system felt that Gu Zhihe was farting, "Just admit it."

Gu Zhihe sat slumped on the ground and said dejectedly, "I can't admit it."

"You can't admit it? Straight male cancer? There is a throne in the family?" The system followed Gu Zhihe's ass during this time, and the data flow was disordered for a while, and the chip collapsed for a while, and it was almost broken. I couldn't help complaining about him, " This is a Danmei novel, you have to be prepared to be ripped off when you enter it."

The system is like a beeping machine, constantly complaining.

It will be suffocated for a while.

While complaining, it found that Gu Zhihe stood up.

"What are you doing?" Tucao was interrupted, and the system didn't know what to say for a while.

Gu Zhihe's voice was like a corpse: "I must have made a mistake, maybe because of you, I feel that I am not so straight."

As he said that, he lay down on the bed and said, "You are not allowed to speak in front of me during this time, I have to reflect on it carefully, whether I am bent or not."

To bend or not to bend, this is a philosophical question.

Gu Zhihe has lived two lifetimes, and what he hates the most is philosophy questions, so he decided that this time he must figure it out.

Gu Zhihe slept on the bed all night without the quilt covered.

Early the next morning, Gu Zhihe couldn't get up.

He has a high fever.

The weather in October was already cold, and he slept all night without covering himself with a quilt.When he woke up in the morning, Gu Zhihe felt that he couldn't even open his eyes. He barely touched the thermometer, shook it twice, and there were almost stars in front of his eyes.

The measured body temperature was a full 39 degrees.

Gu Zhihe felt that he might burn to death.

He dragged his heavy body to get up, trying to pour himself a glass of water, but fell straight off the bed.

The unresponsiveness caused by the high fever made him hardly have time to react. Fortunately, the moment before touching the ground, there seemed to be something buffering it, so that Gu Zhihe did not fall directly to the ground.

But the sound didn't lessen at all.

The next moment, Shen Congtan opened the door and walked in.

Seeing Gu Zhihe lying on the ground, he sighed slightly, and walked over to help Gu Zhihe.

As soon as he touched Gu Zhihe's arm, Shen Congtan was stunned.

That arm was so hot that it seemed like it could fry eggs, Shen Congtan frowned, shook Gu Zhihe gently, and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Gu Zhihe opened his eyes and looked at Shen Congtan.

The corners of his eyes were a little red, and his thin eyelids were stained red. He squeezed Shen Congtan's wrist tightly with his fingers, shook his head, and said, "I don't want to go to the hospital."

His tone was a bit stubborn, and he looked straight at Shen Congtan.

Facing Gu Zhihe's gaze, Shen Congtan sighed.

He found himself always feeling powerless when facing Gu Zhihe.

It's like, knowing what kind of personality this little green tea is, but he still wants to coax and persuade this little green tea to do what he likes to do.

Really owe him.

"Then I'll go to a doctor to see you?" Shen Congtan put Gu Zhihe back on the bed, poured a glass of water for Gu Zhihe on the bedside, put it next to Gu Zhihe's hand, and covered Gu Zhihe with the quilt. After wrapping the lotus, he whispered, "Is it okay?"

His tone carried a hint of persuasion, as if coaxing an ignorant child.

Gu Zhihe's nose suddenly became sour.

In fact, he has always been relatively withdrawn, because he can't speak, and he doesn't have many friends.

In the original world, his parents also passed away early, and few people cared about him so much, or were willing to coax him so much.

Gu Zhihe buried half of her face in the quilt, and nodded cautiously, as if she was afraid of showing her head, as if someone would see the tears in the corners of her eyes.

Shen Congtan sighed, lightly touched Gu Zhihe's head twice, got up and went out to find a doctor.

He didn't go to the doctor in the school hospital, worried that Gu Zhihe would feel uncomfortable, so he specially closed the door of the room.

The sound insulation of the room was really good, but Shen Congtan didn't close the door completely, and Gu Zhihe could even hear Shen Congtan's voice from outside.

He was lying on the bed, curled up into a ball.Because of the high fever, he didn't have much strength, and he only felt that the breath from his lungs was full of hot air.

The corners of the eyes were dyed a touch of red due to the high heat, which looked very pitiful.

The system was still feeling sorry for the half of the green tea energy that he gave for Gu Zhihe, but looking at Gu Zhihe's pitiful appearance, how could he say anything?

Green tea energy is common, but the host is not.

It really made Gu Zhihe stunned, it is estimated that it will spend several decades in this world.

The system took a bite of the energy bar and thought indignantly.

The author has something to say: It is really uncomfortable to have a fever of 39 degrees.

Poor Xiaohe.

By the way: Xiao He's awkwardness is the kind... I'm awkward, and then I coax myself to fix myself after half an hour