moan when sick

"I, it's just that I'm drunk." Wei Jingjue thought of that kiss, and forced himself to turn away from the duplicity of denial, he didn't dare to look Song Vatican directly in the eyes.

Song Vatican smiled and didn't speak any more. Such an answer was within his expectation. His eyes fell on the smoke between his fingers, which flickered and burned to the end. When the wind blew, the flame completely disappeared.

"Come in, it's windy and cold outside, don't catch a cold." After speaking, he threw the extinguished cigarette in the trash can on the balcony, turned and entered the house.

Wei Jingjue looked at the empty balcony opposite with a complex expression, and suddenly felt that the sudden cold wind seemed to blow into his heart, and he felt a little tired.

Wei Jingjue, who had been blowing the cold wind outside all night, caught a cold, but he didn't get better after taking medicine and injections, and he procrastinated until the Chinese New Year.

On the night of the New Year's Eve, Gu Yao called Song Fange, and after blessing each other, Gu Yao said, "It's actually quite boring to spend the New Year alone."

"..."

"Will you celebrate New Year with me?"

"not very convenient."

"Really?" Gu Yao smiled, then asked softly and slowly, "Then do you... have someone you like?"

"...There is."

"... Wei Jingjue?" Gu Yao seemed to be very determined to ask.

When he heard Wei Jingjue's name, Song Fange stopped breathing. He really wanted to ask, how did you know?Who told you, but in the end he just gave a slight grace.

It doesn't matter who told her or how she knew about it. The important thing is that he really likes Wei Jingjue.

"Really?" Gu Yao still felt disappointed when she heard the expected answer, "I don't feel wronged if I lose to him."

Song Vatican wanted to say that it was not a question of winning or losing, but Gu Yao had already hung up the phone.

The bell rang at twelve o'clock, and the Spring Festival is here.

On the evening of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the two families spent time together at Wei's house. Wang Wei and Li Qian were busy cooking in the kitchen, Wei's father and Song's father were playing chess in the study, and there were only Wei Jingjue and Song Vatican in the living room. .

The TV did not know that the satellite TV was rebroadcasting the gala, Baiyun was still wearing the borrowed mink fur coat and black soil hat, still smiling honestly and sitting beside Baiyun.

Song Vatican sat beside Wei Jingjue, watching TV. Wei Jingjue sat cross-legged on the sofa with toilet paper in his arms, blowing his nose from time to time, and then heard him coughing again.

Song Fange turned his head, Wei Jingjue's illness made him even paler, he kept blowing his nose, the sides of his nose were reddened by toilet paper, his hair was limp, and he looked lethargic.

"You've been sick for a long time, why don't you go to the hospital tomorrow?"

"No, my family is going to visit my aunt's house for New Year's greetings tomorrow, and I will probably stay there for another day." Wei Jingjue sneezed again, quickly took out a piece of paper and started blowing his nose again.

Song Vatican hesitated to speak, Wang Wei came out of the kitchen with a basin in his hand, "Come over for dinner!"

Song Vatica stood up, and when Wei Jingjue got up, his left foot stepped on the right slipper, shaking it, Song Vatican hurriedly put his arms around his shoulders.

Wei Jingjue glanced at the dining table almost subconsciously, took a quick step, and got out of the embrace, cursing himself in his heart for being too nervous.

During the meal, Wang Wei sent a red envelope to Wei Jingjue and one to Song Fange, "Come, come, one for each person."

Li Qian just laughed, "How old are they? Are they supposed to give back the red envelopes?" She took out a wrapped box from her bag and handed it to Wei Jingjue, "Come on, this is a New Year's gift from Auntie."

"In my eyes, they still look like they had short arms and short legs when they were young." Then he turned his head, "When you get married, I won't give out red envelopes, and so will Xiaofan."

Wang Wei was cheerful, but Wei Jingjue and Song Fange froze almost at the same time.

marry?

Song Vatican didn't think about it at all.

Wei Jingjue thought about it, but he didn't think about when.

The red envelope in his hand suddenly became heavy.Affected by that sentence of marriage, Song Fange went home early and lay on the bed, staring at the extinguished lamp in a daze.

He suddenly realized that he had really thought too little before.

Suddenly found that he fell in love with Wei Jingjue, tried to escape, tried to struggle, and finally resigned to his fate, and later, stalked and refused to let go.

He never thought about what his parents should do!

Song Fange's heart suddenly became heavy. He didn't want to make his parents sad, but for Wei Jingjue, he didn't know if he could give up.

After all, this is the only person he likes, even though he has tried his best to restrain himself for three years, he still likes him.

In the end how to do……

Song Vatican tossed and turned, tossing and turning, fell asleep at some point, but woke up the next morning by voices in the living room.

"...I don't know what's going on. I woke up with a fever this morning. Well, Lao Wei and I have to go to his aunt's house today. Yes, I'll trouble you to take care of it."

It was Wei Ma's voice, Song Fange sat up, frowned, had a fever?

Standing up and opening the door, the Wei family couple had already closed the door and left, Song Vatican asked his mother, "I seem to have heard Aunt Wei's voice just now."

"Well, send them the keys. The young man has a fever. Let us take care of them for two days."

Song Vatican swept his eyes, and sure enough, he saw a bunch of keys on the coffee table, walked over and picked them up, "Then I'll go and see Ah Jing."

When Song Fange entered the room, Wei Jingjue was still sleeping on the bed, and walked in lightly. Wei Jingjue's whole body was huddled under the quilt, only his head was exposed, and his originally fair complexion was now tinged with red. Song Fange walked over and touched Wei Jingjue's forehead.

Frowning, a little hot.

He went to the bathroom and twisted a cold towel on Wei Jingjue's forehead, then went into the kitchen to cook some porridge for Wei Jingjue.

He changed Wei Jingjue's towel twice, his forehead felt less hot, and the porridge in the kitchen was simmered on a low fire. Song Fange pulled a stool and sat by Wei Jingjue's bed, staring at Wei Jingjue's face in a daze.

He didn't sleep well last night, and had a lot of dreams. There were pictures of him pressing Wei Jingjue and kissing him, his parents pointing at him and scolding him, and Aunt Wei was crying out of breath in his uncle's arms. Suppressed and panicked, he could hardly breathe. Now that he was sitting beside Wei Jingjue, he felt a little bit at ease, resting his head on his hands, feeling tired.

"Om - hum -"

When Song Vatican was about to fall asleep, the mobile phone placed beside the bed suddenly vibrated. Song Vatican opened his eyes, reached for the mobile phone and wanted to press it, so as not to affect Wei Jingjue's sleep.

However, when she saw the name on the phone, Xiao Ting.Song Fange's fingers stopped, glanced at Wei Jingjue, took the phone and turned to the living room, hesitated for a moment, and pressed the answer button.

"Hello? Jing Jue." A very gentle female voice, Song Fange did not answer, and then continued, "Hello? Jing Jue, what's wrong with you? Miss me? I miss you. You call……"

Song Fange's hand holding the phone tightened a little bit.

"Hello? Jing Jue, why don't you speak?"

The mobile phone in his hand was taken away suddenly, Song Fange turned around and saw Wei Jingjue put the phone to his ear.

"Well, I'm listening."

Wei Jingjue was still a little weak, his voice was a little hoarse, he was sitting on the sofa in his pajamas, trying to make a phone call.Song Vatican went into the room and took a blanket.

"...Of course I miss you."

Song Vatican stopped his hands, lowered his eyes and covered Wei Jingjue with the blanket, and then went into the kitchen again.

When the porridge was brought out, Wei Jingjue had already finished his phone call, so he put the porridge in front of Wei Jingjue, and put the antipyretic medicine and water aside.

"Let's have some porridge first, and take the medicine after the porridge."

"Why are you here?" Wei Jingjue picked up the porridge.

"Auntie said you have a fever, let us take care of you these two days."

"Huh? They've already left?"

"kindness."

Speechless for a while, Wei Jingjue concentrated on drinking porridge and then taking medicine. Song Vatican endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, and then said, "Is it your girlfriend who called you just now?"