On how abusive essays become sweet essays

There is a mirror on the coffee table in the living room, and the things in the medicine box next to it are piled up, Jian Ruo makes a lot of noise when searching, and Cheng Yunchuan in the kitchen almost thinks that he is going to demolish the house.

He put out the dishes, turned off the fire, washed his hands and walked out, and saw Jian Ruo lifting her chin, holding a cotton swab to apply the medicine to the mirror, her gentle movements looked like a woman wiping her lipstick, she was very careful The kind that hurts a little bit.

Jian Ruo's eyes drooped, her eyelashes fluttered, and she applied medicine to the corners of her mouth little by little, and then her cheeks...

Another figure appeared in the mirror.

Jian Ruo turned her head: "Brother."

Cheng Yunchuan sat on the sofa, took out a tissue and wiped the water on his hands: "Come here."

As far as Jian Ruo's speed of applying the medicine is concerned, I'm afraid it will never end until dark.

Jian Ruo was quicker now, and sat down next to Cheng Yunchuan. Cheng Yunchuan took a cotton swab and dipped it in the potion, and dabbed it on his wound. The movements didn't seem gentle, but they were very light.

To be honest, Jian Ruo came to the door with such a miserable face, said she was beaten, and asked him if he had any medicine at home. Cheng Yunchuan thought for a moment that he had raised a child and lost a fight outside, so he came back to complain.

Jian Ruo raised her eyes and looked straight at Cheng Yunchuan. Cheng Yunchuan was not a piece of wood, so of course he would feel it.

He frowned: "Close your eyes."

Jane Ruo: "Why?"

Cheng Yunchuan pulled a little distance away, and said simply and rudely, "Shut it if you tell me."

As for why, I don't want to answer.

If it were a woman or another man, she would be somewhat shy and embarrassed, but Jian Ruo was calm and composed, with a strong and intrusive gaze, and she didn't hide her gaze at all.

"Oh." Jane Ruo closed her eyes.

Yanli's facial features instantly changed from noisy to quiet, and the living room also fell silent. Cheng Yunchuan threw the used cotton swabs into the trash can, and glanced at Jian Ruo's red and swollen earlobes. The marks on her face looked like It was hit.

"Brother." Jian Ruoyin's thin red lips parted slightly, Cheng Yunchuan came back to his senses, and looked away.

Jian Ruo still closed her eyes: "Don't you ask me how I did this?"

Cheng Yunchuan: "I'm not interested in your affairs."

Jian Ruo: "Does that mean you're not interested in me?"

Cheng Yunchuan: "I thought you couldn't hear it."

Jane Ruo: "How come, but I'm very interested in you."

Cheng Yunchuan: "..."

"I'm going home today." Jian Ruo said, "Brother, what you said is true, I'm really not mother's child."

Cheng Yunchuan: "What do you mean?"

Jian Ruo said that he went to the hospital for a test, and the result came out that he had no blood relationship with his parents.

Cheng Yunchuan paused when he applied the medicine, pressed down the cotton swab, Jian Ruo took a painful breath, her eyelashes trembled a few times, Cheng Yunchuan loosened his hands.

This incident happened in the original text, but at a later time, his parents would comfort him, even though he has no blood relationship with them, he is still their most beloved child.

With her eyes closed, Jian Ruo pulled the corners of her lips and smiled, his smile was clean and bright, with a cheerful and sunny atmosphere, "I also discovered a secret, brother, do you want to know?"

Cheng Yunchuan had an intuition that it was not a good thing, he said, "I don't want to."

"Okay." Jian Ruo replied regretfully, "I don't seem to be in the household registration book of my parents."

Whether Cheng Yunchuan wanted to know or not, he said it.

Cheng Yunchuan: "..."

He was a little surprised by this matter, but he didn't seem to be that surprised. What surprised him even more was Jian Ruo's attitude, as if he didn't care too much.

"Okay." Cheng Yunchuan put away his things, "Don't touch your face with water."

Jane Ruo asked, "Can I open my eyes?"

Cheng Yunchuan: "...that's fine."

He took the things away, and when he came back, he didn't see the hat that was just on the table, so he asked a question.

Jian Ruo raised her head, her eyes were shining, like an excited puppy, the bluish red marks on her face were a bit dazzling, and he said, "Can you give it to me?"

Cheng Yunchuan didn't know whether he was happy or sad now, "No one would take the initiative to ask others to give something."

"Me." Jian Ruo smiled, "Brother, I'll buy you a new one, okay?"

Cheng Yunchuan: "Not good."

Jian Ruo took out the hat from the corner of the sofa, fondled the brim of the hat, rubbed it with her fingertips, and said with tenderness between her downcast eyes and brows, "Brother gave me the courage, I have learned a lot from you. "

Looking at his actions, Cheng Yunchuan paused, always feeling that this was a little...not serious.

"……what?"

Jian Ruo said: "Brother lives a very chic life, doesn't he?"

Cheng Yunchuan was stunned for a moment, he didn't care too much about how he lived his life, it was enough for him to be comfortable.

"I want to be like you." Jian Ruo said, "Brother's heart is very strong."

Jian Ruo was the first person to say such words to him, and Cheng Yunchuan was inexplicably touched by an accidental sentence.

"No," he said, "you only see part of it."

"Then..." Can you give me a chance to get to know you.

Before Jian Ruo said the following words, Cheng Yunchuan had already interrupted: "No."

Jian Ruo was stunned, and suddenly laughed, and the smile grew wider and wider. It was the first time Cheng Yunchuan saw him smile like this.

Sunshine, who had no false pretense, laughed heartily.

Jian Ruo's smile is contagious, Cheng Yunchuan twitched the corners of his mouth, realizing that he had overreacted just now.

Regarding Jian Ruo's matter, he seemed to have habitually rejected it.

"Brother, can you really not give me the hat?" Jian Ruo raised her head and asked.

"a hat--"

"It's not just a hat." Jian Ruo said, "It's also courage."

Cheng Yunchuan: "..."

Jian Ruo's words are indeed childish at certain times.

What Cheng Yunchuan didn't know was that the meaning of this hat to Jian Ruo was far more than courage.

If Cheng Yunchuan hadn't pulled him out that day, or if he had just left after being pulled out, Jian Ruo might not have come to where he is today.

He seemed to be in a place full of spider webs, and every step would involve countless spider threads, which tightly wrapped around him. After several failed struggles, he gave up, and it took a long time. Jian Ruobian doesn't know what freedom is like.

He will only feel that he is used to it, and he will only think that it should be done.

But suddenly one day, a person led him out of that world for a short time, allowing him to see another possibility.

This is his salvation.

It was also the beginning of his heartbeat. It seemed that some feelings could stay firmly in his heart in almost a moment, so deep.

"Please." Jian Ruo tentatively stretched out her hand and pulled Cheng Yunchuan's sleeve.

His eyes were cautious of being afraid of being rejected, and a little bit like the coquettishness of a wild cat downstairs begging for food, with a kind of flattery.

"I……"

"Take it." Cheng Yunchuan said.

"Thank you brother." Jian Ruo raised a smile, "Are you cooking?"

"Yeah." Cheng Yunchuan thought his next sentence was to stay for dinner, but saw that Jian Ruo put the hat on her head and lowered her head to clean up the things on the table.

"Then I'll go back first."

Cheng Yunchuan squinted his eyes, watched him complete a series of actions, and was ready to go out with the trash. When he went out, he said, "Are you pretending to be pitiful?"

Jian Ruo was holding the door, he turned his head sideways, his jaw line was clear and smooth, he put on the hat, and just looking at the lower half of his face, he felt that his face was very small, he asked, "Will it be useful to you?"

Cheng Yunchuan: "It's useless."

"Oh..." Jian Ruo said slowly, "Then I seem to have failed in pretending to be pitiful."

Cheng Yunchuan sat on the armrest of the sofa, with one leg straightened and the other bent, in a casual sitting posture. He asked, "What's wrong with your stomach?"

Jian Ruo touched her right abdomen subconsciously: "Are you caring about me?"

Cheng Yunchuan almost choked.

"I'm so happy." Jian Ruo rolled her eyes, "I'm fine."

"Well, let's go." Cheng Yunchuan didn't ask further.

Jane Ruo: "..."

"Ah... so ruthless." He muttered, "Can't I ask one more question?"

"Ask casually, don't think too much." Cheng Yunchuan saw that when he sat down and bent over just now, he had to help the sofa like an old man, so he asked without thinking.

For him, these concerns between friends are very common, but seeing Jian Ruo's appearance, he inexplicably feels that what he said just now ... feels a bit wrong no matter what he tastes. Words spoken.

Probably because he felt that this person looked like a poor little boy.

They all came here to pretend to be pitiful, but they didn't pretend to be in the end. It was a bit like a poor little guy who wanted to be cared for, but was afraid of pretending too much and being hated by him.

Cheng Yunchuan often doesn't want to think about emotional matters, it's too delicate and tiring to think about.

At the beginning, Jian Ruo seemed to be wrapped in sugar paper, and when one layer was removed, there was another layer. The candy was placed in Cheng Yunchuan's hands. He even ran over and said "I'm sugar and I'm very sweet", Cheng Yunchuan didn't believe it at all.

There are so many layers of sweetness, if he is stupid, this sugar must be rotten.

And later, the candy dismantled itself to only one layer and ran to him, asking him to remove the last layer. It was up to Cheng Yunchuan whether he should dismantle the candy and touch the core inside.

He looked at Jian Ruo who was standing at the door.

Jian Ruo put down the garbage, lifted the hem of her clothes, and on her fair skin, a bruised and purple shoe print was exposed, which was very dazzling.

When he really saw the core inside the candy wrapper, Cheng Yunchuan found that the candy wasn't that bad, but it might not be what everyone expected, so he wrapped himself layer by layer with the outer candy wrapper.

To live up to everyone's expectations is a difficult task in itself.

Cheng Yunchuan: "Did your father kick it?"

"Yeah." Jian Ruo nodded, pulled down the hem of her clothes, and added, "I didn't avoid it."

He still remembered the last time Cheng Yunchuan said about his "self-abuse".

Cheng Yunchuan frowned slightly.

He has very few memories of that couple, but none of them are good things. Even without that novel, it is impossible for him to go back.

Because he knew that he was not lost, he was left behind.

Cheng Yunchuan: "Are you going back?"

Jian Ruo shook her head: "Brother, I have no place to go, can I stay?"

Cheng Yunchuan said: "It's up to you."

"I will pay." Jian Ruo said.

Jian Ruo had a meal at Cheng Yunchuan's house at noon, and after the meal, she behaved positively and went to the kitchen with the bowl, but after a while, she would come out and ask Cheng Yunchuan some details about washing dishes, It is accurate to how much detergent is used for a bowl, and it is divided into small bowls and large bowls...

Cheng Yunchuan's life will not be disrupted by anyone.

In theory, it is.

After not sleeping well for several days in a row, Cheng Yunchuan didn't feel so comfortable for a few days.

In the middle of the night, Cheng Yunchuan felt a little hot and was sweating all over. When he got up, he found that there was smoke in the air. Cheng Yunchuan was choked awake immediately, and when he turned his head, he saw a burst of flames on the table in the room.

The bedroom is on fire.

Cheng Yunchuan calmly poured water to put out the fire, turned on the light, and found that the water cup placed by the bed before going to bed had arrived, and the water had flowed into the board. Cheng Yunchuan felt that his state was very wrong, but he didn't know how to change it. Because he couldn't sleep well, that was something that couldn't be changed.

He swiped his phone in the middle of the night and found that Ke Zicheng was still up. He had posted a Moments message 10 minutes ago, and he liked it when he saw the scene was a dinner party.

After a while, the phone received a message, but it wasn't from Ke Zicheng, it was from Jian Ruo.

[Jane Ruo: Brother, haven't you slept yet? 】

Cheng Yunchuan replied "asleep".

[Jian Ruo: . 】

[Cheng Yunchuan:? 】

Jane Ruo sent an emoji.

[Jian Ruo: Lie to me again... Your house seems to smell of smoke. 】

[Jane Ruo: It floated in from the window, brother, what are you doing? 】

[Cheng Yunchuan: Playing with fire***. 】

After a while.

[Jane Ruo: I'm here. 】

When the doorbell rang, Cheng Yunchuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the time. At two o'clock in the morning, Jian Ruo really got up and found him. He got up and left the bedroom, went to the living room and opened the door.

"Brother." The young man at the door raised his head.

Jian Ruo slept with short hair in a mess, and her eyelids were a little swollen. The sensor light in the corridor at the door was on, and the light fell on him, like a spotlight on the stage. Her eyes were clear, like a bay of autumn water, rippling with warming emotions laugh.

"It's so late, why don't you go to sleep?" He looked into the room, "Is something burning?"

Cheng Yunchuan put his arms on the door one day, wearing a wrinkled vest, under short black hair, loose eyebrows and eyes, showing a lazy look, "No."

"I smelled smoke from my window." Jian Ruo said.

The layout of his room is exactly the opposite of Cheng Yunchuan's. The bedrooms of the two can be said to be connected together. After Cheng Yunchuan extinguished the fire, he opened the window to let in the air. Also at the window.

"Dog nose?" Cheng Yunchuan said, "Don't think about it, it's fine."

During this period of time, the relationship between the two has eased. Although there is no obvious change, it can be reflected in a few words.

"I'm worried about you." Jian Ruo suddenly approached on tiptoe.

He was half a head shorter than Cheng Yunchuan, and after standing on tiptoe, he was as tall as Cheng Yunchuan, "Brother, I haven't slept well these days."

Every night in the middle of the night, he could hear the sound of Cheng Yunchuan opening the window, and after a while, he would close the window again, and occasionally turn on the light.

Jian Ruo would unconsciously pay attention, care, and want to ask, but never asked, because after he asked, he would not get an answer.

"Stay awake in the middle of the night and stare at me." Cheng Yunchuan pressed his forehead and pushed him back.

Jane Ruo showed a healing smile like a golden retriever, "I like you."

Cheng Yunchuan has heard this a lot these days, so he is immune to it, "Go back to sleep, don't worry about others."

"Brother, if you have something on your mind, you can talk to me." Jian Ruo recommended herself, "I can be your tree hole!"

Cheng Yunchuan: "I don't need it."

Before he closed the door, Jian Ruo said, "Good night, brother."

The next morning, when Cheng Yunchuan was going out, he happened to meet Jian Ruo who came up in the elevator. Jian Ruo looked like she hadn't woken up yet, she rubbed her eyes and yawned while holding the food Cheng Yunchuan usually liked to eat in the morning.

"Brother, morning!" He handed the breakfast to Cheng Yunchuan, "Breakfast with love."

What he bought was indeed what Cheng Yunchuan was going to eat.

Cheng Yunchuan took it, took out his phone and tapped it a few times, and asked Jian Ruo, "Where's the phone?"

Jian Ruo didn't understand, so he didn't wake up in the morning and was still a little dazed, so he handed the phone to Cheng Yunchuan.

The phone has a password, Cheng Yunchuan pulled his right hand, and Jian Ruo's eyes widened.

Cheng Yunchuan took the initiative to touch him for the first time!

Cheng Yunchuan took his right thumb and tried the fingerprint to unlock it, and he opened it. He accepted the red envelope he sent him just now, and handed him the phone.

"Thank you."

Jian Ruo couldn't recover for a moment: "Ah...you're welcome."

The elevator closed slowly behind him, and Cheng Yunchuan was no longer in front of him, so he turned on his phone and glanced.

"what……"

Forget it, it's better than saying no.

[Jian Ruo: Brother, you post too much. 】

[Cheng Yunchuan: Running errand fees. 】

[Jian Ruo: Thank you brother, what do you want for lunch? 】

[Cheng Yunchuan: Don't come. 】

【Jane Ruo:...】

A crying emoticon package was sent out.

But today, Jian Ruo was really obedient and didn't come over. For the next few days, Jian Ruo went to buy breakfast for Cheng Yunchuan, and didn't ask him what he had for lunch. Order and eat with him.

When others saw him several times, they became a little curious. Someone asked Cheng Yunchuan who he was, and Jian Ruo was there at that time, Cheng Yunchuan only said that he was a "friend", and Jian Ruo was satisfied.

As the saying goes, strong girls are afraid of pestering their husbands.

Near the water tower first get the month.

Men chasing men's compartment yarn.

"Brother, are we already friends?" Jian Ruo asked Cheng Yunchuan after the man left.

Cheng Yunchuan: "I told others."

"Oh." Jian Ruo sat back disappointed.

Cheng Yunchuan's lips curled up.

At noon of the next day, Jian Ruo still came to "deliver food", Cheng Yunchuan came out to meet him, and really took the food, Jian Ruo was stunned for two seconds on the spot.

"Go back." Cheng Yunchuan said.

Jian Ruo glanced at the rice in his hand and said, "Oh."

"Mobile phone." Cheng Yunchuan stretched out his hand towards him.

Jian Ruo: "Brother, no need, really no need, you can eat it, just treat it as my previous apology to you, will it work?"

Cheng Yunchuan is not so stingy, what happened before is over, and if Jian Ruo sincerely apologizes, he is not a piece of wood, he can feel whether it is sincerity or falsehood, the lump in his heart is gone, accepting it is considered understanding.

"Take the money and don't come here again," he said.

Jian Ruo looked up at him: "...Brother?"

Cheng Yunchuan only said "It's over", Jian Ruo understood.

"I want to have dinner with you." Jian Ruo came up and said.

Cheng Yunchuan pushed his head: "Why don't you ask me if I want to?"

It's not close to where they live, so it's troublesome to go there every day for nothing, and it's rare for Jian Ruo to insist on it every day.

In some respects, this man really has amazing perseverance.

When Jian Ruo left, she still looked disappointed.

One evening two days later, Cheng Yunchuan rode a motorcycle back home. He woke up this morning with a bad throat, soaked in some blue root and drank it, but it didn’t feel much better now, and the discomfort dragged on for several days. It seems to have exploded today.

Upstairs in the residential building, a head poked out of the window, and when it saw the waiting figure, it shrank back.

Ten minutes later, the elevator door opened with a "ding" sound, and Cheng Yunchuan walked out. The quiet corridor was empty. He clearly saw a big red gift box hanging on the door. He walked closer and took a look. The outside is the pattern of moon cakes.

He glanced at the gift box, then at the door next door, walked over and rang the doorbell.

The door opened, and Jian Ruo took out a head. His hair color changed. He dyed his hair into a creamy light brown, which made his already fair skin look fairer and tender. His hair was a little curly, and he looked obedient.

"Brother, happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Jian Ruo said, seeing Cheng Yunchuan looking at his hair, he raised his hand and smoothed it out, like a child showing off a new toy, but also as if wanting to be praised, "I went to dye it this afternoon, Does it look good?"

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Cheng Yunchuan didn't answer his question about whether it looks good, "You..."

He didn't finish speaking, but was interrupted by Jian Ruo: "You look very bad, are you uncomfortable?"

He opened the door, and when he reached out to touch Cheng Yunchuan, Cheng Yunchuan grabbed his wrist, "It's okay, thank you for the mooncake."

Cheng Yunchuan felt his mind was muddled, a little groggy, he turned and went back to the room, forgetting about returning the mooncakes to Jian Ruo.

He doesn't like to eat this stuff.

Cheng Yunchuan entered the door, threw things on the table, felt a little hot, took off his vest and threw it on the sofa, wearing only a pair of pants, took out a pack of cold medicine from the medicine cabinet, soaked it and drank it, then went in and lay down He got on the bed, turned on the air conditioner, and fell asleep in a daze.

-

It was getting dark outside the window, and the moon was round and bright tonight. Jian Ruo glanced at the time, stretched in front of the computer, moved his neck, he stood up, stretched his shoulders, and on the screen was his drawing semi-finished illustration.

He glanced at the time, touched his stomach, and felt a little hungry.

Jian Ruo left the study room, opened the door of the living room, and the moment she stepped out, she felt that she had stepped on something.

"Ok?"

He moved his foot and saw a motorcycle key with a starfish pendant on it. He had seen this starfish pendant before, and it belonged to Cheng Yunchuan.

Jian Ruo bent down to pick up the key, her eyes were bent, and a smile spread across her lips. The upper half of her face was covered by shadows, which appeared a little weird at night.

The doorbell rang, but no one came to answer the door.

Jian Ruo stood at the door of Cheng Yunchuan's house, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and sent a message to Cheng Yunchuan, but no one replied, he leaned his shoulder against the door, unexpectedly the door didn't close at all, and he fell in directly , The mobile phone fell two meters away.

Jian Ruo rarely sat on the ground in a daze.

The door is not closed.

The temperature in the living room is a bit low. In this weather, it is cool enough without turning on the air conditioner at night.

He got up to pick up the phone, glanced at the living room, but saw no one, he called Cheng Yunchuan, and the phone rang from the bedroom.

"Brother, Brother Dachuan? Are you at home?"

The mobile phone is in the bedroom, the car keys are not taken, and the air conditioner is turned on at home. It is obvious that someone is at home, but no one responds, and the door is not even closed.

When Jian Ruo wanted to go in, she paused again.

make him hate it...

He backed out and made two or three phone calls at the door, but no one answered. Jian Ruo's heart was beating a little fast, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back. In an instant, many plans about this period of time flashed through her mind. Yun Chuan.

He didn't seem to be in a good state of mind during this time. Jian Ruo was used to going to bed late and staying up late, but he knew that Cheng Yunchuan went to bed early, but he always woke up in the middle of the night, and when he just came back, he had a bad face...

If Jian Ruo regained consciousness, he was already standing at the door of the bedroom. After hesitating for two seconds, he gently pushed the door open. The bedroom door was not locked, and the low-temperature air leaked out from inside.

It's as cold as a refrigerator inside—although it's not so exaggerated, it's as simple as it feels.

As soon as he entered, his arms felt cool.

The curtains in the bedroom were not drawn, the moonlight slanted in from the window, the temperature of the air conditioner showed 17, the bed was arched, and if Jane turned on the light, the ball on the bed remained silent.

He walked over a few steps, pulled back the quilt, and saw Cheng Yunchuan's sullen and flushed face.

The deep and handsome eyebrows are furrowed bitterly at this moment, and the upper body shows tight muscle lines, and one can tell at a glance that they have been exercising on weekdays.

The strong and indifferent man was lying on the bed weakly, Jian Ruo's Adam's apple rolled, and he stretched out his hand to touch Cheng Yunchuan's forehead.

Very hot.

Jian Ruo went out, he remembered the location where Cheng Yunchuan took the medicine box last time, but after he went out, he realized that there was no need to look for it, the medicine box was on the coffee table, and he started busying around like a snail girl.

First, take your temperature.

Ah, two degrees at 38.

"Cheng Yunchuan, Cheng Yunchuan." Jian Ruo lay on the side of the bed and shook Cheng Yunchuan's shoulders. After a while, he picked up a corner of the quilt and pressed it against Cheng Yunchuan's shoulders, preventing skin-to-skin contact. , continued to shake, calling Cheng Yunchuan's name like a ghost.

"Cheng Yunchuan, wake up, Cheng Yunchuan, Cheng Yunchuan..."

Finally, under his unremitting efforts, Cheng Yunchuan frowned even deeper.

Cheng Yunchuan felt very annoyed, there were always mosquitoes buzzing in his ears and biting his arm, he turned over and bit his back, he couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his hand to grab it, it didn't feel right.

Cheng Yunchuan opened his eyes dimly, and saw Jian Ruo's face, first with the iconic short light brown curly hair, and then with that pair of clear and beautiful eyes, looking at him with watery eyes, like a dog Mother same.

"Why are you here?" He let go of his hand and put his arm on his forehead.

"You are sick." Jian Ruo said, "Get up quickly, I will take you to the hospital."

"Don't go." Cheng Yunchuan turned over and turned his back to him, "I'll just go to sleep, tsk, why is it so cold?"

He piled the quilt on his body.

Jian Ruo ran in and out, woke up Cheng Yunchuan, sweated behind him and his clothes stuck to his skin, and felt a little cold, he asked, "Where's the remote control of the air conditioner?"

Cheng Yunchuan's tone was impatient: "Find it yourself."

He didn't even realize that this was his home, let alone that Jian Ruo had entered his bedroom. He seemed to have returned to the time when he first met Jian Ruo, and Jian Ruo asked him where the remote control of the air conditioner was in WeChat.

Jian Ruo sighed, "Then I found it."

Cheng Yunchuan fell silent.

Jian Ruo rummaged and found the remote control of the air conditioner under the bed. He turned off the air conditioner, saw Cheng Yunchuan again, and fell asleep again. He squatted down, put his hands on the edge of the bed, and rested his chin on his arms.

"Cheng Yunchuan, wake up."

He reached out and touched Cheng Yunchuan's forehead again, Cheng Yunchuan's eyes were half closed, and he pushed his head back.

"Don't bother."

A while later, Jian Ruo went to the bathroom to find a towel, wet it and wrung it dry. The folded square was placed on Cheng Yunchuan's forehead. He sat down and turned on his phone to search for ways to cool down a fever.

Jian Ruo went back to herself, took a few ice cubes, wrapped them in a towel, and put them on Cheng Yunchuan's forehead.

"You're not going to be stupid, are you?" Jian Ruo felt uncomfortable again, and took off the ice.

He brought in the medicine box, sat by the bed and searched for antipyretics, washed Cheng Yunchuan's unwashed cup after drinking the medicine, poured warm water in, and started another wave of soul-calling attacks.

Cheng Yunchuan opened his eyes quickly this time, Jian Ruo had just picked up the medicine, and before he uttered a syllable, his arm was roughly pulled by Cheng Yunchuan. body.

His shadow shrouded Cheng Yunchuan, Cheng Yunchuan lazily raised his eyelids, grabbed his wrist with one hand, and passed the other hand through the back of his neck, pressing down, as if his mouth was gagged Living.

His pupils constricted and his eyes widened. His eyes were usually not small, but when he stared at them like this, they became round again, revealing a naive look.

Jian Ruo held her breath, and after a few seconds, her eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.

The hand that was pressing on the back of his neck was released, and Jian Ruo hurriedly stood up, stepped back and left the bed, with the back of her hand pressed against her lips, and realized that he was kissed after a belated reaction.

Cheng Yunchuan kissed him.

lips are so soft...

No, Cheng Yunchuan dared to kiss him!

Really... the kiss arrived.

Jian Ruo's face suddenly heated up, like a cooked shrimp, he took a few steps back, backed to the wall, and stopped when his back was pressed against the wall. He was like a mural, and he was already integrated with the wall at this time .

Kiss.

Kiss, really kiss.

So soft.

Jian Ruo licked her lips quietly, then pursed her lower lip again, his hands tightened, and his palm was pierced, only then did he realize that he was still holding a tablet of medicine in his hand.

I don't know what to add in his mind, his head has started to smoke.

Jian Ruo took care of Cheng Yunchuan here until midnight, when he removed the towel and was about to leave, Cheng Yunchuan suddenly grabbed his wrist, he turned his head, Cheng Yunchuan was still sleeping, but grabbed his wrist His hand was very tight, as if he would disappear if he let go.

Jian Ruo took a stool and sat on the edge of the bed, and rubbed her cheek against the back of Cheng Yunchuan's hand.

So warm, is it because of illness?

In the early morning, the sun shines in through the window, leaving light spots on the ground, and the birds fly by outside the window, standing on the telephone pole and chirping, and the breakfast stalls downstairs are already open.

A new day has come.

Cheng Yunchuan felt a little dull and difficult to breathe. He didn't sleep very well, and he struggled to wake up. His back was dripping with sweat and the sheets were wet. Immediately, he realized that something was wrong with his arm.

Can't move? ? ?

He looked sideways and saw a hairy head pressing on his arm, Cheng Yunchuan twitched his hand.

Jane also woke up.

He opened his eyes and sat up, his back was sore and his neck hurt, and he felt uncomfortable all over, as if he had done some strenuous exercise yesterday.

"Brother, you're awake." His voice was hoarse in the morning.

Cheng Yunchuan withdrew silently, feeling numb for a while, as if thousands of ants were gnawing on him, he closed his eyes and rubbed his hands.

Something is not quite right.

Why is Jane Ruo in his room?Still sleeping on his hand?Why is the room so messy?Have you been robbed?

A few images popped up in his mind, and before he could think about it, he was interrupted by Jian Ruo's voice.

"Brother?" Jian Ruo bent over, her upper body was hanging above him, her hair was hanging down, "Are your hands uncomfortable?"

He directly pulled Cheng Yunchuan's hand, and rubbed it for him. Cheng Yunchuan wanted to pull it back, but he felt a little comfortable, so he didn't move.

"How did you get in here?" he asked.

Jian Ruo held his hands for a moment, and he raised his head: "Have you...forgot all about it?"

Cheng Yunchuan sat cross-legged on the bed, the quilt slipped to his waist, and one of his hands was still pressing gently in Jian Ruo's.

—— "Cheng Yunchuan, wake up..."

—— "Take the medicine, how about you sleep after taking the medicine..."

——"Cheng Yunchuan, Cheng Yunchuan..."

That soul-stirring voice last night - Cheng Yunchuan looked at Jian Ruo.

Jian Ruo usually called "Brother" most of the time, "Brother Dachuan" a few times, and never called Cheng Yunchuan. He was unconscious at the time, and thought it was a dream in a trance. up?

A memory before going to bed is easy for people to recall, and many times he will forget what he was thinking before going to bed, but at this time he remembered what he did.

"The door was not locked yesterday." Jian Ruo talked about how he came in, "I called you, but you didn't answer, I was a little worried about you, so I came in."

"Brother, are you angry?" He raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Yunchuan.

Cheng Yunchuan's eyes stayed on his neck for a moment, and he pulled his collar.

Jian Ruo let go of Cheng Yunchuan's hand, and put his hands forward on the bed, his palms sank into the soft bed, he breathed wildly for two beats, grabbed the bed sheet tightly, and pulled out the wrinkles.

The room is quiet, the two of them are getting closer, and the sound of breathing can be heard from each other, but Cheng Yunchuan's attention is not on it, his hand is clasped on the back of Jian Ruo's neck just like last night, his fingertips The position perfectly matches the red mark on his neck.

Cheng Yunchuan: "..."

Hold.

Jian Ruo blinked, looked at Cheng Yunchuan, Cheng Yunchuan who woke up in the morning had stubble popping out, a few strands of messy hair fell down, looking a little decadent, handsome facial features added a different kind of masculinity charm.

His eyes fell on Cheng Yunchuan's lips, and he moved away again, his Adam's apple couldn't stop rolling, feeling Cheng Yunchuan's hand on his neck, his whole body became stiff and he didn't dare to move.

Warm palms, chaotic heartbeats.

He wanted to relax, but his breath trembled even more uncontrollably.

Cheng Yunchuan let go of him: "Go back."

He got up from the bed and pulled up the pants that fell below his waistline.

"Brother." Jian Ruo raised her head.

Cheng Yunchuan lowered his head.

This bad posture.

He took a step back, his hands still numb.

"Do you remember?" Jian Ruo asked.

Cheng Yunchuan's face remained unchanged, his heart beating: "What do you think of?"

Jian Ruo tapped the corner of her lips with her fingertips and raised a smile: "You kissed me yesterday."

Cheng Yunchuan: "You are dreaming."

Jian Ruo: "No, Brother Mingming also remembers."

Cheng Yunchuan: "I don't remember."

Jian Ruo: "Wow—brother, are you a scumbag?"

Cheng Yunchuan raised his eyebrows: "You just found out?"

Jian Ruo: "Brother, you have to be responsible to me."

Cheng Yunchuan had already got out of bed and put on his slippers. He turned his left arm and stood at the side of the window: "Let me kiss you back?"

The sun fell on his upper body, Jian Ruo looked down and interrupted: "Brother has such a good figure."

Cheng Yunchuan: "..."

He turned to grab a piece of clothing and put it on.

"Are you shy?" Jian Ruo asked.

Cheng Yunchuan: "No."

Jian Ruo: "If you don't want to take responsibility, I won't force you."

He sat for the whole night, his legs felt a little numb, and after a while, he walked up to Cheng Yunchuan, and Jian Ruo also took a share of the sunlight that fell on Cheng Yunchuan from the window.

His skin under the sun looked fairer, like creamy fat, as if it would break at the touch of a finger, and the shadow of his eyelashes fell on the bridge of his tall nose, flapping like wings.

"But is what brother just said true?" He raised his head and asked, there seemed to be stars in his eyes.

Cheng Yunchuan turned sideways, facing him, wearing a black vest, pulled the neckline: "What are you talking about?"

"Let me kiss you back." Jian Ruo said.

Cheng Yunchuan: "..."

After Jian Ruo said a few words, Cheng Yunchuan really felt that he was a social scumbag with complicated thoughts, who wiped his mouth after eating and was irresponsible. Jian Ruo became a simple and innocent college student who was deceived.

"Brother, your clothes are on the wrong side." If Jian Ruo didn't force her to ask, he changed the subject.

Cheng Yunchuan lowered his head.

Good guy, black vest with the tag sticking out of the collar.

No wonder the neckline feels a bit high.

promising.

Cheng Yunchuan pulled up the hem of his clothes, revealing half of his waistline, and his lean and powerful muscles were smooth.