Song Ji felt better after taking the medicine and sleeping. His head was not so dizzy, but his throat was still hoarse.

After waking up, it was dark, and there was no one in the dormitory. Song Ji checked the time on his phone by the bedside. It was 05:30 in the afternoon, and he slept all afternoon.

Song Ji asked Zhou You on WeChat where they had gone, but did not get a reply.

A voice came from under the bed: "Are you awake?"

"kindness."

Song Ji responded lazily, but his voice sounded familiar: "En?"

The tail sound is elongated, which means coquetry.

He looked under the bed, and Jiang Zhilu was sitting in his seat looking at the computer.

Song Ji straightened his hair in the dark, then got off the bed.

"Why are you here?"

"Zhou You and the others went crazy with Shen Yu in the dormitory next door. It's too noisy. I'll come to you to be quiet." Jiang Zhilu turned off the computer, and the only light in the dormitory disappeared.

Oh, no wonder Zhou You didn't reply to him, it turned out he was playing crazy.

"Is there still a fever?" Jiang Zhilu raised his hand to touch Song Ji's forehead while speaking.

Song Ji took a step back subconsciously, and Jiang Zhilu's hand was empty.

Song Ji was in a daze when he had a fever in the morning, so his reaction was somewhat slow.

He glanced at Jiang Zhilu, and explained: "I sweated a lot after sleeping, the fever should subside."

"Really?" Jiang Zhilu asked.

Song Ji nodded, afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so he touched his forehead, but the action was too eager, and the crisp applause fell on his forehead, which was extraordinarily loud in the quiet dormitory.

It has to be said that the fever is just as dull when it subsides.

Jiang Zhilu took a step forward, his upper body was separated by a fist's distance from Song Ji, but the toe of his shoe touched the toe of his shoe. He grabbed Song Ji's hand on his forehead and covered his own hand.

That piece of skin was dry, not as sweaty as Song Ji said, and the temperature was not as hot as in the morning.

Jiang Zhilu seems to have done it because he didn't believe Song Ji's words.

The height difference between the two was five centimeters, and Song Ji met Jiang Zhilu's eyes as soon as he raised his eyes. In the dark, his eyes seemed to be staring at Song Ji as well.

"Well, the fever is gone."

Song Ji opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, and finally closed it.

When Jiang Zhilu put his hand down, he brushed Song Ji's eyes with his fingertips. I don't know if he was careful, because it was just very lightly.

Song Ji blinked frantically.

Unable to continue like this, Song Ji found something to do: "I'll turn on the light."

As soon as the light was turned on, the whole dormitory was much brighter. Song Ji stood at the switch at the door, pursed his lips, his heart was still beating, and he couldn't hide his thoughts when he turned on the light.

The door was pushed open, and a voice came in after seeing someone: "The assistant class passed on the photo of the military training to the work group, did you see it?"

As soon as Zhou You entered the door, he saw Song Ji standing by the door: "Why are you standing here?"

Song Jiping calmed down and looked at him: "Turn on the light."

Shen Yu was behind Zhou You: "Is there anything better? Just leave it to Ah Lu to turn on the lights. You should rest more."

He had a hard time finding something to do.

"much better."

"That's fine, Ah Lu is here to guard you all afternoon." Shen Yu smiled and walked to Jiang Zhilu's side, "Oh, this damn touches the brotherhood of heaven and earth."

an afternoon?Song Ji glanced at Jiang Zhilu.

Jiang Zhilu slapped off his depressed and fumbling hands: "You guys are too noisy in the dormitory."

Zhou You asked Lin Ning in disbelief, "Are we arguing? No."

"It's not too noisy, it's very noisy. The sound of you playing games is like killing pigs. You can scream as loudly as you want." Lin Ning turned on the phone, "If you don't believe me, I even recorded a video of the scene. A shock."

Zhou You "hahahaha" laughed a few times: "It's not necessary, I'll keep my voice down next time."

Shen Yu consciously pulled up a chair and sat down: "We just ordered takeaway, oh we even ordered light food for the sick."

He looked at Song Ji: "How about noodle soup?"

Song Ji didn't choose, so he nodded.

When they bought it outside, they were gathering together to discuss photos of military training and basketball games, arguing one by one who was the most handsome.

Jiang Zhilu went downstairs to get takeout, Song Ji stood up and said, "I'll go with you, there should be a lot."

The two went downstairs together, Song Ji pretended to be calm and asked: "Did you stay in my dormitory all afternoon?"

At first Jiang Zhilu said he woke up to see him, he thought Jiang Zhilu had not been here for long.

"Zhou You and Lin Ning came over after dinner. If it was too noisy, I came over." Jiang Zhilu still explained the same way.

Song Ji asked: "I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Jiang Zhilu said, "No."

Song Ji's heart fell to the ground, after all, he sometimes talks in his sleep.

"You're quite fussy when you sleep."

With a crackling sound, Song Ji's heart just fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

Song Ji asked cautiously: "Did I do something...?"

Don't just talk in your sleep.

"Turned over and over on the bed, and even kicked the bed." Jiang Zhilu smiled, "It was loud."

Song Ji: ...let's talk in sleep.

"Maybe I took the medicine and didn't sleep well. I usually sleep pretty well."

Jiang Zhilu nodded and said nothing.

What does it mean to nod?Believe it or not.

The author has something to say: ~ Ah Song is a bit fussy when sleeping and needs someone to hold him to sleep.

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