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Xu Zhile often went out to socialize in the past, but it was rare for him to drink like this. In his last life, Xu Zhile's alcohol capacity was not bad, but in this life, he didn't know how to drink. He fell into a drowsy sleep until the afternoon. Uncomfortable temples, at this point Wei Yang had already gone to school, Xu Zhile's throat was so dry, he found a cup on the bedside table, Xu Zhile reached for it, then took a sip, it had been there for a long time, the water in his throat was cold.

After taking a sip of water, Xu Zhile was able to recover a bit. He slowly stood up and found that there was a note left on the bedside table where the water cup had just been placed. It was written by Wei Yang:

I bought porridge and put it on the table.

It's probably freezing cold now, Xu Zhile is going to take a bath first before drinking hot porridge, his steps on the floor are weak, he can't stand the force, all he has left is a wrinkled white shirt And boxer briefs, suit jacket and trousers were picked up by Wei Yang, and sent to dry cleaning in the morning.

Xu Zhile took a shower slowly, washing away the stinky smell of alcohol, but his head was so dizzy that he didn't even think about going out to eat, so he blew his hair hastily, and went back to bed to sleep up.

When Wei Yang came home from playing basketball with his classmates in the afternoon, it was almost seven o'clock. He was a little hungry, and when he opened the door and entered the house, the lights were not turned on. Wei Yang thought that Xu Zhile had something to do again.

Until he saw the porridge bought in the morning on the coffee table, Wei Yang paused, and walked into the room, as expected, there was still a bulging mess, as if he had never woken up.

But the white shirt that Xu Zhile wore yesterday was thrown to the ground.

He won't take off his clothes cleanly, will he?

Wei Yang thought of the pair of white and long legs he saw yesterday, fake coughed twice in embarrassment, and asked tentatively, "Are you still awake?"

No one got back to him.

Wei Yang walked over, lifted a corner of the quilt lightly, and was startled by the heat coming from inside. Xu Zhile was closing his eyes tightly, his sweaty and half-damp hair was sticking to his forehead in a mess, his breathing was rapid, and his cheeks were flushed. , the expression seemed to be a little uncomfortable, he quickly touched Xu Zhile's forehead with his hand.

So hot!

"You have a fever."

Xu Zhile opened his eyes drowsily, and what he saw was Wei Yang's cheek when he was a teenager, and he lightly closed his eyes again.

He said to himself: "It's still you...it's fine, you're fine."

Wei Yang couldn't understand what he was saying, so he reached out and shook Xu Zhile's shoulder, and asked, "Are you uncomfortable? I'll take you to the hospital."

Xu Zhile shook his head, then retracted his head back into the quilt.

Wei Yang glanced at him, then recalled the medicine box that Xu Zhile had left at home before, and ran to the guest room to search for it for a long time before finding it out. He scratched his head and read the manual for a long time, but he still felt that he should take Xu Zhile's temperature first.

When a cold object was stuffed into the bed, Xu Zhile subconsciously grabbed Wei Yang's hand, and stared at Wei Yang with reddish eyes: "What are you doing?"

Wei Yang's hand was still caught in Xu Zhile's bed, and he blushed slowly, looking just like Xu Zhile who had a fever, and replied, "Take your temperature..."

"Wei Yang..." Xu Zhile coughed twice from his throat, and then let go of his hand, "You make me a pack of cold medicine."

Wei Yang nodded, helped Xu Zhile tuck up the quilt, and went to the kitchen to boil hot water.

The thermometer under his arm gradually melted into his body temperature. Xu Zhile was dizzy. Looking at the familiar ceiling and furnishings in the room, he forgot where he was. Is it 2021 or 2015? Mr. Xu, the young and ignorant Xu Zhile who is still busy running around after graduation, is the Mr. Xu who is sick and has no one to take care of even though he is sitting on endless money. Relying on himself, Xu Zhile walked step by step deeper than ordinary people.

But it seemed that no matter what time he was, when he was tortured by uncomfortable and hot diseases, he gritted his teeth and survived by himself.

He was dragged into the gap of time in a daze, no one knew where he came from, neither did he himself.

"Drink the medicine first..."

Wei Yang's soft voice slowly entered Xu Zhile's ears, he was startled, his slightly blurred vision gradually became clear after being exposed to the air, Xu Zhile made a few hoarse sounds in his throat, Wei Yang couldn't hear them clearly, so he knelt down beside the bed , leaned in front of Xu Zhile, and repeated: "Drink the medicine."

This Wei Yang, who was brought up by him year by year, has actually become so broad and strong in his shoulders. When he was sick, Xu Zhile's heart was much weaker. It seemed that the maturity and stability he pretended to be on weekdays collapsed at this moment, with concern and tenderness. The sound made Xu Zhile's nose sour, and two tears quickly slipped from his eyes, then rolled to the ends of his hair and disappeared.

Wei Yang thought he was suffering, and was a little anxious: "Otherwise, we should go to the hospital."

Xu Zhile shook his head, took the cold medicine from Wei Yang's hand, and gulped it down.

The warm medicine felt a lot more comfortable in the stomach, Wei Yang was about to go out and flush the cup, and then went downstairs to buy something to eat, when he suddenly noticed Xu Zhile's wet pillow.

"Are you sweating so much?"

"I didn't have time to blow my head just now."

Although Wei Yang's life experience is less than Xu Zhile's for many years, he still has some basic common sense, and he will get dizzy when he sleeps without blowing his head.

Wei Yang took out the hair dryer from the bathroom, plugged it into the head of the bed, then turned it to a low level of hot air, and leaned over to blow Xu Zhile's hair. His hair is still wet now. I don't know if it was not dry or it was wet with sweat. Wei Yang Yang's finger movements were very gentle, he clumsily imitated Xu Zhile's patience and gentleness when he was sick before, and recalled how Xu Zhile coaxed him when he was a child, he coughed a little bit embarrassingly, and after drying Xu Zhile's hair, Changed him to a dry pillow, then leaned over to Xu Zhile's ear and asked softly:

"Do you want me to tell you a bedtime story?"

Xu Zhile: "..."

Xu Zhile lay down for a while, feeling a lot better, Wei Yang went downstairs to buy dinner, Xu Zhile got up and ate some.

He sat on the sofa and poured hot preserved egg and lean meat porridge into his mouth one bite at a time. Wei Yang was doing his homework on the desk. It was the childish desk that was bought for him when he was a child. Now it is much smaller for him. Wei Yang's hair was cut very short, with a clean and handsome crop top, and the tail of his hair was tied at the neckline of his T-shirt. Xu Zhile just stared at the back of his head like this, and slowly finished a whole bowl of porridge.

After Xu Zhile got this illness, he became afraid of drinking, and Director Lin's little thought made Xu Zhile have to pay more attention to him.

After Wei Yang entered junior high school, he continued to play basketball on the school team, but the third year of junior high school became more intense. The head teacher told Xu Zhile more than once to let Wei Yang quit the school team and review the high school entrance examination, but Wei Yang and Tang Lu reached a consensus Yes, I think it’s good for children to do what they feel happy, and Wei Yang also said that he can go to the physical education college in the future.

Xu Zhile's whole life was based on the idea of ​​letting Wei Yang do all the things that make him happy, so that he can grow up well and stay away from the dirt and troubles of his original family.

Today is Wei Yang's school basketball game. Under Wei Yang's leadership, Wei Yang's class passed all the way to the finals. Xu Zhile took the class and drove to Wei Yang's school to watch him play basketball.

Wei Yang was really handsome. Xu Zhile felt a little cramped sitting among a bunch of junior high school girls. He covered the sun and stared at Wei Yang who was playing wildly on the court, feeling a bit of a sigh in his heart.

Wei Yang in the previous life also had this appearance, but he was probably a little thinner than now, with a slightly hunched back, and his body always smelled faintly of cigarettes. Xu Zhile had seen his hideous face after taking drugs, why? There is no way to compare with Wei Yang now——

Sunny, wanton, vigorous.

He was wearing a custom-made ball uniform in the class, with wide open cuffs, under the shorts was a strong calf wall, and a black knee pad was wrapped around his knees. The sneakers rubbed against the floor with the running movement, and he couldn't tell the end after wave after wave. Which side controlled the field amidst the cheers, he sweated a lot, bright sunlight fell on his cheeks, cast shadows from thick eyelashes on his face, and the movement of throwing the basketball was very chic, in the whole world. Under the watchful eyes of the court, he scored a three-pointer freely.

"Amazing, Wei Yang." Xu Zhile said with a smile.

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