The benefactor is always forcing me to study

The next day, Wei He, who had a sound sleep in the hotel, knocked on Cen Zhi's door.

Knock three times, no answer.

Wei He thought that Cen Zhi hadn't gotten up, and looked at the time, so he knocked again, with a thoughtful morning call.

There was still no movement in the guest room, the phone rang for a while and was finally connected. Wei He said: "Xiao Cen, wake up, we should go back."

A deep male voice came from the other end: "He has come back, and I will let you go on vacation during this time."

Wei He: "???"

Wei He was stunned. If he heard the voice correctly, it should be... Mr. Wen?

In the next second, another nasal, soft and hoarse voice sounded: "Who is it?"

Wen Qiang: "No one, sleep a little longer, good boy."

Wei He: "..." He was deaf.

Wei He silently hung up the phone, stood alone in the corridor and sighed, just happened to show the door, saw Wei He stunned in the middle of the road, frowned and asked: "What are you doing?"

Wei He let out a haha ​​and stepped out of the way: "It's nothing, nothing."

After waking up, Qu Lu returned to her original arrogant temperament. Qu Lu walked past Wei He, suddenly turned her head and stared at Wei He, and said, "You, tell Cen Zhi, don't tell Jin Qiong what I said yesterday."

Wei He: "...Okay."

Only then did Qu Lu walk away arrogantly.

On the other hand, Cen Zhi, who had left his assistant for a whole night, unfortunately fell ill.

Wen Qiang touched the young man's red cheeks, the temperature was almost hot, Cen Zhi's voice was hoarse, his eyes glistened with water, he knew that he had a fever and he had no strength in his body, but he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him dotingly. Hearing Qiang, I feel that illness is a trivial matter.

Wen Qiang took out the thermometer from Cen Zhi's armpit, it was 38 degrees, Wen Qiang frowned, took out the antipyretic medicine that had been prepared all along from the medicine box in the living room, and took it in to Cen Zhi.

Cen Zhi: "..."

With a straight face, the little boy buried his head in the pillow.

Cen Zhi doesn't like to take medicine. He used to get over his illnesses, and no one cares about them anyway. There will be no problem if he doesn't take medicine for minor illnesses. Breaking it over: "Take the medicine and go to sleep."

Cen Zhi's voice was hoarse, with a hint of coquettishness: "No."

This sound directly brought back the memories of last night. Wen Qiang froze, and hurriedly stopped his wandering thoughts. He nodded the tip of the young boy's nose: "Don't act like a baby, if it wasn't for the trouble yesterday, why would you have a fever? Take it upon yourself."

Cen Zhi looked at Wen Qiang in shock, his eyes widened: "You don't want to be ashamed!"

Obviously I couldn't hold it back!Say no more and still make it!The water is cold and I don't know how to change it!Just care about yourself!

Scum Gong!

The young boy's angry eyes were too vivid, Wen Qiang couldn't help laughing, Cen Zhi was so angry that he was still laughing!

Wen Qiang took a sip of water, leaned over and kissed the angry young boy, Cen Zhi was taken aback, Wen Qiang took the opportunity to enter, and came over with water and medicine, Cen Zhi blushed, and subconsciously swallowed it.

The sugar coating on the outer layer of the pill melted on the tip of their tongues, it took Wen Qiang a while to let go of Cen Zhi, and Cen Zhi got into the quilt immediately.

Although the more intimate ones have been done, this way of feeding medicine is still so shameful!

Cen Zhi fell asleep and woke up in the evening. He was sweating and the fever subsided. The boy took a shower and changed into fresh clothes. He walked out of the bedroom. The room was filled with sunlight. Wen Qiang sat on the balcony. On the bamboo chair, there is a computer in front of him for telecommuting.

Wen Qiang saw the young boy and stood up to meet him: "How do you feel?"

The man lowered his head and touched Cen Zhi's forehead. Cen Zhi said, "I don't have a fever anymore. I'm hungry."

Wen Qiang smiled: "Then eat."

Wen Qiang had already prepared it, because Cen Zhi was sick, and the food was relatively light. Cen Zhi was drinking porridge while looking at his mobile phone. He left the hotel without telling anyone. When Tian Lan left, he couldn't find anyone to say goodbye. Thought he was lost, it was Wei He who explained the situation to reassure Tian Lan.

Tian Lan sent a message to Cen Zhi: "The concert is tentatively scheduled for New Year's Day. I'll let you know when the specific time and location are confirmed."

Cen Zhi: "Okay, come on."

"Pretty" ended, and Cen Zhi's work came to an end temporarily. He rested in the apartment for a few days, and then returned to school.

After the work is over, it's time to pamper your studies.

The content learned by postgraduates is more profound and practical. At this time, the learning is more independent. The tutor will give you a lot of reference books. Cen Zhi took a look at the catalog, and most of them are the original English editions that Dr. John asked him to read. The accumulation of past knowledge makes Cen Zhi feel like a fish in water at this moment.

In a blink of an eye, it’s the end of the year again. This winter is extremely cold. It began to snow in early December. Cen Zhi was wearing a thick down jacket and shuttled around the snow-covered campus. His hands and feet were cold. It’s better to go back to 1702 and turn on the air conditioner. many.

This year Wei He didn't accompany him in school, and Cen Zhi felt that Wei He was too wronged to accompany him all the time. Anyway, there was nothing to do in school, so Wei He was allowed to take a paid vacation and he could go wherever he wanted, but this otaku went out to play. After playing once, I went home and lay down, because I was very tired from playing, and I was still comfortable at home. Unfortunately, he didn't lie down for too long, and was arrested by his family to go on a blind date.

Weihe's circle of friends complains about blind dates every day, which is simply the source of happiness for Cen Zhi.

As soon as Cen Zhi changed his clothes, his cell phone rang, and it was a message from Tianlan: "Cen Zhi, the concert is set, on the last day of the month, at ten o'clock in the evening, for two hours, the venue is at the theater, I have reserved two for you place, remember to come.”

Cen Zhi looked through the schedule and found that he was free around New Year's Day, so he agreed. The meaning of "two positions" mentioned by Tian Lan was self-evident. Cen Zhi called Wen Qiang and asked him if he wanted to go. If he didn't Then find someone again.

Wen Qiang laughed: "Who do you want to find?"

Cen Zhi: "Anyone is fine, Brother Wei, Jin Qiong, Ren Sixing, Ding Pushen, Brother Jiayan, and the seniors and sisters in the school." The young boy smiled slyly, "There are many people to accompany me."

The more Wen Qiang is with Cen Zhi, the more he can feel his popularity, which is almost comparable to that of a heartthrob. If it was before, when the two had no relationship, Wen Qiang might be happy with such a situation, but Now, besides being happy to hear and see, he still has a little sourness.

His little boy is young, handsome, and excellent, like a brilliant morning sun, attracting everyone with its radiance, and he is just one of many fans. At the beginning, he was the leader and leader, but he had to admit that even if Cen Zhi didn't find him at that time, with Cen Zhi's strength and perseverance, he would shine brightly sooner or later.

From this point of view, Wen Qiang felt that what he could give Cen Zhi was insignificant.

The man didn't tell his lover about the disappointment in his heart, but still doted on him: "I'll accompany you."