The sand sculpture little sun dressed as a paranoid villain

Ye Zhuo's dream that night was very chaotic.He seemed to be sinking and floating in a deep sea. The sea water was so thick that it caught his hands and feet, dragged him, and prevented him from surfacing. He could hardly breathe.

When I woke up, I was dizzy, my ears were full of noises, my hands and feet were so weak, my stomach was uncomfortable, and my eyelids were so heavy that I couldn't open them.

666 seemed to be talking to him in his mind, but Ye Zhuo was too dizzy to hear clearly.

So uncomfortable.It was different from the "Blue Flame" time. His whole body was in pain, no matter what, his headache was so bad that he just wanted to bury himself in the pillow.

In the mist, a hand suddenly rested on his forehead.

It was the cold hand, the cold feeling that he couldn't help but want to chase after.

"Fu Yiyang." Ye Zhuo said, obviously he couldn't see it, but he knew it was Fu Yiyang's hand, he could feel that Fu Yiyang was beside him.

He held Fu Yiyang's hand, it was very cold, and this coolness made him feel a little comfortable in the pain.

"Fu Yiyang, I'm not feeling well..." he said.Or, he wasn't sure if he really said it.

"Ye Zhuo, you have a fever." When he heard Fu Yiyang say this, his voice seemed very far away.

fever?What is a fever?A...disease of humanity?How can it be!He has a godhead, so he should be invulnerable to all poisons!How could he be sick!

Being sick is so uncomfortable.

Ye Zhuo was extremely wronged.

He grabbed Fu Yiyang's hand and didn't want to let it go, but the hand finally broke free from him, and Ye Zhuo felt even more wronged.

The headache is dead... how can it be so painful...

He was in a daze, he didn't know how long time had passed, and when his throat was about to burn, someone suddenly fed something into his mouth.It was very bitter, he didn't want to eat it at all, he just wanted to spit it out, but the man coaxed him to swallow it.Then something else, this time sweet.

Then something cool and refreshing covered his forehead, then his cheeks, and then his neck.The heat seemed to dissipate to some extent.He felt better.

"Fu Yiyang." He called again.

His mind was so confused that he didn't hear any response.This time, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

It was already noon when I woke up again, but I was quite awake.

I had a splitting headache at first, but now it's a little more relaxed, and I still feel a little uncomfortable, but it's not as hard as before.

He wanted to get up, but he felt a little dizzy, and immediately fell down again.

This... I can't stand it anymore.

"God is great!" 666 cried loudly in his mind, "I thought you were going to die!"

"How could it be possible to die?" Ye Zhuo said lazily, with no strength in his body, "little six, what's wrong with me?"

"You have a fever, God! The fever is so severe. Your body temperature was already high, but it turned out to be even higher. You almost had a fever. AI almost sent you to the hospital for emergency treatment! But your believer stopped you. He fed you He coaxed you for a long time after taking the medicine, but you refused to take it. I’m so god-given, I’m so worried that you’ll get burnt out, your brain isn’t very good, and if you get a little more confused, you’ll be screwed.” 666 Said sobbing.

"You're not very smart."

What a fever!

Even though he has a godhead, would he actually have a fever like an ordinary person?It doesn't match the settings.Ye Zhuo was really angry and unconvinced.

"God is great, you shouldn't be wandering around outside with Yu Xingnan yesterday." 666 began to scold like an old woman, "You just wear a shirt at night, and you go to blow the wind, what kind of wind is blowing! Don't you feel cold? What! You are more than 300 years old, do you think you are a child! You are not young anymore, your body is like this now, what will you do when you get old?"

... As a result, this guy became more and more enthusiastic.

"Okay, okay, stop the little six," Ye Zhuo quickly stopped, "So shouldn't this world be very technologically advanced? Shouldn't you just give me any medicine and cure the fever right away? It's so uncomfortable " Ye Zhuo touched his forehead, but complained without finding out why.

"No, my god, the level of science and technology in this world actually follows the concept of love." 666 said, "In the book, Yu Xingnan has a fever, and then Fu Ciqing takes care of him, but I have a lot of feelings for the two of them. It has a big promoting effect. You said, if you take a medicine, you will be fine immediately, so why does Fu Ciqing take care of it?"

"Ah...is this..." Ye Zhuo thought for a while, and it seemed to make sense, so he immediately came to a conclusion: "In the final analysis, it's all Fu Ciqing's fault!"

Hate that guy even more.

The door opened at this moment, and Fu Yiyang walked in.

Yesterday he was a little awkward with him, but seeing Fu Yiyang at this moment, Ye Zhuo suddenly felt wronged.

"Fu Yiyang, I have a fever." Ye Zhuo said aggrievedly.

Ye Zhuo's voice became hoarse, with a strong nasal sound, and the tip of his nose was red, looking very pitiful.

Fu Yiyang gave an "um", sat next to him, stretched out his hand, and covered his forehead.

Seeing the palm cover his face, Ye Zhuo subconsciously wanted to back away, and Fu Yiyang also felt his dodging gesture, but the hand still stubbornly landed on his forehead.

"Better." Fu Yiyang said.When he touched Ye Zhuo before, it was like touching a piece of hot coals.

"You're not a doctor, how do you know better?"

"Well. I'll help you find a doctor." Fu Yiyang got up and wanted to leave again.

Ye Zhuo reached out and grabbed him.

Facing 666, he could still make jokes, but at this time, facing Fu Yiyang, he only felt that he was wronged.

A month ago, he was still a high god, with supreme authority and power, no need to sleep, no hunger, no pain, and what troubled him every day was nothing more than not knowing where to go to play, feeling bored, or being bored. He had a falling out with his own father.

He had never experienced the feeling of having a headache so severe that he could not even breathe.

He never felt upset in his stomach, dizzy, limp in his hands and feet, or unable to turn his mind.

Everywhere is wrong, everywhere is uncomfortable, and everywhere hurts.

The more he thought about it, the more wronged he became, and even came to this small world with a loss of divine power. He was forced to be like a human being, possessing all human feelings, and having to bear all human pain. All the grievances flooded into his brain.

Tears started rolling in the eyes.

"It's all Shaoli's fault. Shaoli created me, but he doesn't care about me. He doesn't want a child like me at all. He thinks I'm not good, and then he thinks I'm troublesome, doesn't want to talk to me, and throws me away. Into a small world, and took all my divine power away. He wasn’t doing it for my good at all. I don’t have any divine power anymore, I’ll still get sick, and I’ll be in excruciating pain. He doesn’t care about me, so no one cares about me.”

Ye Zhuo said to himself, the more he said, the more he felt wronged.He blinked, and two tears fell down in a daze, Ye Zhuo even felt the whole process of tears sliding down his cheeks.

Ah, having a fever is so annoying, he was so uncomfortable that he cried.Shaoli didn't care about him, and Fu Yiyang wanted to leave, so he just left him here, no one cared.

Ye Zhuo flattened his mouth, and more tears began to fall down.He sniffled, shook off Fu Yiyang's arm he was holding, and wiped two tears with the back of his hand indiscriminately.

Fu Yiyang looked down at him, there was something deep in his eyes, and his expression was uncertain.Finally, he sat down again, holding Ye Zhuo's hand with one hand, and gently wiping Ye Zhuo's tears with the other hand.

"Why are you crying?" He said slowly, "Fever is uncomfortable, and you will recover soon. Why is no one caring about you. I want to call the doctor. If you don't want to, I won't leave. "

"Who cares about you, I'll just stay by myself." Ye Zhuo sobbed again as he spoke.

Fu Yiyang was sitting next to him, coaxing him patiently, "This is what a fever is like, and it happens to all human beings. Your fever is already subsiding, and you will be fine soon. I'll cook something for you later, fish porridge, okay?" ? Go to sleep later, after you wake up, you will be fine soon."

"I hate Shaoli, I don't want to talk to him anymore, I want to stay in this small world forever and never go back. Anyway, he doesn't care about me!"

"Well. I'm in charge of you." Fu Yiyang said.

"I'm so uncomfortable, Fu Yiyang."

"It will be fine soon. You sleep and wake up again, it won't be so uncomfortable."

"Shaoli threw me here, does he really hate me?"

"How could it be. How could anyone hate you."

He whispered all kinds of things in a low voice.

Fu Yiyang was a person who seldom talked, Ye Zhuo even felt that it was the first time he heard him talk so much.

But the more Fu Yiyang coaxed him, the more wronged he became, his nose was sore and his throat was blocked, he just wanted to cry, even if he wanted to stop, he couldn't stop, as if since he was born, he had never been so I have been wronged.

He kept crying while holding Fu Yiyang's hand, and finally the tears covered his hands.

Fu Yiyang's hands were slightly cold.Ye Zhuo was tired from crying, and still held onto Fu Yiyang's hand.He was lying on the side of the pillow, half of his head was sleeping on the pillow, and the other half was leaning on Fu Yiyang's arm.

"Fu Yiyang, I'm so sleepy, and a little dizzy..." He said vaguely.

"Well, go to sleep." Fu Yiyang said.

Ye Zhuo's face was pressed against his arm, there were still some tear stains on his cheeks, the corners of his eyes were red, he looked like he had been tortured, he was listless and obedient.

"I don't want to sleep," he muttered. "I've been asleep for a long time."

"Sleep, sleep a little longer. Be good."

"Oh." Ye Zhuo said.

His voice became lower and lower, and he couldn't open his eyes. He rubbed Fu Yiyang's hand and asked in a low voice, "Fu Yiyang, what exactly do you want from me?"

"It's nothing, it's just you." Fu Yiyang said in a low voice.

The voice was as low as a whisper, he didn't know if Ye Zhuo heard it.

The author has something to say: Fu Xiaohuo in this chapter: This chapter probably says as much as all the previous articles.

Ye Xiaozhuo in the next chapter: My god's fever is gone, I want to delete the previous chapter!

Friends!I'm updating~ It's Ye Xiaozhuo who has a fever and is obedient and can be manipulated by others.

Fu Xiaohuo is taking good care of him and comforting him~

Oh, there are two chapters in total for Fever, after thinking about it, I might as well update the two chapters together!In this way, everyone can read it together, and don't have to worry about whether Ye Xiaozhuo is well or not. (Although I don't seem to be worried hahaha)

So, look back~

感谢在2021-03-1019:57:09~2021-03-1221:21:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: quilt □□1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：锦瑟9瓶；行歆7瓶；儚無みずき5瓶；一切有为法如梦幻泡影3瓶；梦寻2瓶；非常感谢大家对我的支持，我会继续努力的！