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"Brother, your body is not good enough."

No one expected that Zhile, who had been drenched in the rain for a long time, was completely fine, but Shen Cheng, who claimed to be in good health, was attacked by a serious illness, and in exchange for Zhile's innocent and merciless ridicule.

Shen Cheng lay on the bed, expressionless and silent.

"It's not a viral cold. It's not a big problem. If the fever subsides, you'll be fine." The private doctor took Shen Cheng's temperature and said with a smile.

Last night, in order to prevent Zhile from getting sick, Shen Cheng specially called this private doctor and arranged to stay in the guest room for use at any time, but unexpectedly, it ended up being used on himself.

Shen Cheng nodded calmly and said thank you calmly.

It was a new day, and the doctor left after giving some precautions.Sister Liu took the medicine according to the doctor's advice, poured the water, and left the bedroom.

Shen Cheng took antipyretics and lay down for a while, the birds were chirping outside the window, the sky was bright, Shen Cheng wanted to get up.

"No."

Zhile sat by the bed and immediately pressed Shen Cheng.

Shen Cheng raised his eyebrows, looking at Zhile.

"You haven't had a fever yet." Zhile said earnestly, "You're sick, you have to lie down."

What happened yesterday has been left behind by Zhile, he only remembers to eat but not to fight, this kind of thing doesn’t seem to be enough to leave any shadow on his mind, or in other words, it was filtered out by himself, the sun rises, the night leaves, A new day is another joyous and energetic Zhile.

Shen Cheng: "I want to work!"

Zhile: "You're sick!"

Shen Cheng: "I'm the president!!"

Zhile: "You're sick!!"

Shen Cheng: "It's just a cold!!!"

Zhile suddenly paused, frowned slightly, and his expression became serious: "Cold, fever, it's terrible."

He looked into Shen Cheng's eyes, and said in a pleading tone, "No, I have a fever. Brother, don't have a fever. Be obedient, okay?"

Shen Cheng was quiet.

Shen Cheng didn't insist anymore, and lay down obediently.Zhile heaved a sigh of relief, smiled, and covered Shen Cheng with the quilt, "I will guard my brother."

Sister Liu brought the breakfast to the bedroom and placed it in front of the bed on a small push table. Zhile and Shen Cheng each ate some. Zhile brought a book and read while guarding the patient.

Today I read The Little Prince.

Outside the window, the sky was clean after the rain, and the sun was shining brightly. In the room, Shen Cheng's tall body lay upright, like a zombie, staring at the ceiling silently, his eyes lifeless.

"Haven't finished it yet?" Shen Cheng said.

He remembered that Zhile was watching "The Little Prince" a long time ago.

"I've finished reading it." Zhile replied, after thinking about it, he said, "This is my, favorite book."

Shen Cheng was noncommittal.

"Shall I read it to you, brother?" Zhile suggested.

"Thank you. No need." Shen Cheng refused coldly.

"You don't have to watch over me," Shen Cheng said, "It's sunny, you go outside to play."

Zhile shook her head: "You have to guard."

Shen Cheng: "I won't work secretly."

"Ah?" Zhile didn't think about it at first, but now she was reminded, and suddenly said: "That's even more important, just watch, in case, you work secretly."

Shen Cheng closed his eyes and said restrainedly: "I'm not a child, I keep my word."

"Heh." Zhile smiled: "A grown-up talent likes to lie the most."

Shen Cheng: ...

Zhile continued: "I'll go out after you fall asleep."

Shen Cheng seldom lay on the bed during this period of time, not to mention there were people staring at him eagerly, so he couldn't sleep.He wanted to coax people away, and his plan to work secretly was also destroyed, and he was speechless for a while, and had nothing to say.

The phone rings.

The phone is still within the allowed range of Zhile, Zhile handed the phone to Shen Cheng.

"Mr. Shen, good morning," Zhu Hui said in an uncertain voice, "Will the meeting in 10 minutes be held as usual...May I ask, where are you now? Is there a traffic jam?"

After Shen Cheng joined the job, except for a few days of delay due to Zhile last time, he has never been late or absent on weekdays. Zhu Hui was really surprised that he didn't come to the office this morning.Thinking about it again, Zhile was frightened yesterday, and probably needs to be appeased today, but last time I informed him in advance, but today there is no information, Zhu Hui can't speculate randomly, so he asked tentatively.

"At home." Shen Cheng's deep voice came, "There is a temporary situation. There is no way to go to the company today. It is not an urgent matter, and it will be postponed until tomorrow. If you need to deal with it today, send me an email, in the afternoon, or in the evening..."

Having said this, Shen Cheng glanced at Zhile.

Zhile looked at Shen Cheng seriously.

Shen Cheng pursed his thin lips slightly, and said slowly: "In the afternoon, or at night, I will deal with it after I recover from the illness."

Zhile nodded in satisfaction and tolerance.

"Are you sick?" Zhu Hui asked in surprise, "What is it? Is it serious?"

With Shen Cheng's character, he actually needs to recuperate at home, and his work is also postponed. It seems that the illness is not serious, Zhu Hui hurriedly expressed his concern.

The other end was quiet for a while, and then Shen Cheng's voice came again: "I have a cold."

"...Oh." I don't know if it's an illusion, but Zhu Hui only felt that Shen Cheng's tone seemed a little heavy when he said about handling work matters, as if he was restraining something.

"Cough, cough, a cold is not a trivial matter and cannot be ignored," Zhu Hui said in a sincere tone, "Well, I wish Mr. Shen a speedy recovery. Work matters will be arranged here, so don't worry too much about it. The important thing is to recuperate."

Shen Cheng didn't say thank you and remained silent.

Zhu Hui silently hung up the phone.

Ding--

Zhile came over with a temperature gun, and shot Shen Cheng's forehead, making a ding sound, Zhile laughed.

It was the first time he saw this kind of thermometer, and it was a novelty. After a few minutes of thinking about it, he picked it up and tapped it on Shen Cheng's forehead, having a great time playing with it.

Shen Cheng was speechless at the beginning, but later he gave up struggling, his face was expressionless, and he had nothing to love in life.Since Zhile came, Shen Cheng showed this expression more and more often.The invincible business elite has also met a real opponent, and Shen Cheng always has nothing to do with Zhile.

After all, the high fever and the effects of the medicine made it through the morning, and Shen Cheng finally fell asleep.Zhile carefully closed the door, drew the curtains, and then climbed into bed. After thinking about it, she decided to sleep on the sofa for fear of disturbing the patient.

The sun was shining, the wind was gentle, and the peaceful nap time ended after an hour.

"Brother? Brother!"

Shen Cheng opened his eyes abruptly, gasping for breath, the scarlet from the dream still remained in his eyes.

"Have you had another nightmare?"

It was still Zhile who found something wrong and dragged Shen Cheng out of the dream. Zhile went barefoot and opened the curtains. The bright sunlight immediately poured in, and the whole room was instantly brightened.

Zhile handed the water cup by the bed to Shen Cheng, and looked at Shen Cheng worriedly.

Shen Cheng was sweating profusely. After drinking water, his breath gradually calmed down. He sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

"Do you often have nightmares?" Zhi Le put the empty water glass away, stood beside the bed, and asked Shen Cheng.

Shen Cheng squeezed the space between his eyebrows, but didn't speak.

Zhile didn't understand that this was a disguised form and refused to answer, but continued with her own rhythm and thinking: "You can't sleep well at night, is it because of a nightmare?"

I don't know when I accidentally mentioned the topic of sleeping before, Shen Cheng mentioned it casually, but I didn't expect Zhile to remember it.

Shen Cheng didn't want to answer this kind of question at first, and no one dared to ask it, but for some reason, facing Zhile at this moment, he suddenly didn't feel so repulsive, as if it didn't hurt to talk about it.

Perhaps it was because Zhile's eyes were too sincere.It is true that he does not understand taboos and privacy, and so is his concern.

Shen Cheng replied: "Yes."

Zhile: "Dream, what is it?"

"Car accident, blood." Shen Cheng said calmly.

"Ah. Did someone die?"

"Ah."

Zhile's eyes widened slightly, and she said with a little sympathy, "That's true, it's kind of scary."

Shen Cheng didn't speak.

"However, dreams are all fake." Zhile comforted clumsily: "Good dreams can come true, bad dreams are all fake."

"It's true." Shen Cheng whispered, his eyes were calm and deep: "That's true."

Zhile looked at Shen Cheng suspiciously, but didn't quite understand, and then asked: "Do you often have nightmares?"

"Fortunately."

Shen Cheng just has habitual insomnia syndrome. He used to use his studies, but now he uses his work to fill the night and consume energy. It is easier to fall asleep when he is tired.As for that dream, I don't do it often. The frequent dreaming in the past two days is probably due to the influence of illness.

Zhile looked at Shen Cheng, and finally said, "Brother, don't be afraid, I'll be with you."

"The fever is gone!"

Zhile bit Shen Cheng, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the temperature had dropped.

Thank God, he finally retreated. Shen Cheng was sweating all over and felt uncomfortable all over. He was about to get out of bed to take a bath, but Zhile held him down again.

The reason is that the fever may recur, and you must wait until you are completely fine before washing.

Shen Cheng stroked his forehead with one hand, rubbed his temples, and remained silent.

"Be patient a little longer, dear."

Zhile took the gesture of coaxing patients and children, and patiently and firmly performed the duty of guardian.

The uncompromising Shen Cheng met the "stubborn" Zhi Le, and was finally defeated, and continued to lie on the bed abruptly.

Fortunately, Zhile is "beautiful and kind" and "understanding". I still remember that the patient is a president after all. After two more "dings" to confirm that the body temperature has not changed significantly, Zhile went upstairs to personally bring the notebook, and A small desk was placed on the bed, allowing Shen Cheng to work moderately.

Shen Cheng: ...

... I don't know if I should say thank you.

As night fell, Shen Cheng's fever completely subsided, and he regained his appetite. He took the initiative to eat a lot of dinner.Seeing it, Zhi Le felt relieved.People are like iron and rice is steel, and being able to eat and drink is the sign of true recovery.

Shen Cheng took a shower, went to the study to finish some matters, and returned to the bedroom. The sheets and quilt covers had all been changed. Shen Cheng lifted the quilt and went to bed. The next second, he froze for a short time.

There is a person lying in the bed.

"Hey!" Zhi Le nestled under the quilt, and after being lifted, her messy hair was revealed, with "Surprised or surprised~ Is it unexpected~" written all over her face!

The accident was real. As for the surprise... Shen Cheng squinted his eyes, stood beside the bed, and said calmly, "What are you doing?"

Zhile took it for granted, "Accompany you."

Shen Cheng paused: "I'm ready, thank you."

Zhile explained: "I've decided to come and sleep with you in the future, until you no longer have nightmares."

Shen Cheng: "...No, thank you."

Zhile: "It's useful. You can't sleep well, you're busy with work, and your body won't be able to handle it."

Shen Cheng: "No need, thank you."

Shen Cheng lifted the quilt with his hands, and Zhi Le immediately covered it, a little anxious, and said loudly: "Don't drive me away! Someone is with you, if you are full of yang energy, there will be no more, it will be a nightmare!"

Shen Cheng: ...

"Yang Qi? Where did you hear this?"

"The old people in the village, and on TV," Zhile explained, "Health preservation, the doctor said it all." Zhile held the quilt tightly, protecting her body like a caterpillar, and said seriously : "I can wake you up from the nightmare, just like the previous two times, brother, don't drive me away, really, I want to help you too."

Under the cold wall light, Zhile's eyes seemed to be filled with water, and she looked eagerly at Shen Cheng.

From Zhile's words, it seemed that he thought that Shen Cheng had helped him a lot, but Shen Cheng didn't know what he had helped him.But Shen Cheng didn't ask.This little fool is always better at remembering the kindness and beauty in the world.

Shen Cheng doesn't like to sleep with people, he has many methods and excuses to drive people out of the room, but for some reason, he doesn't use them.

He just asked, "Do you know what you're doing?"

Zhile was a little dazed, as if he didn't understand why Shen Cheng asked such a question, but his answer was very firm: "I know."

The relationship between the two, their orientation, what it means for two people to share the same bed, etc., are not within the scope of Zhile's thinking.

After hearing Zhile's answer, Shen Cheng didn't say anything more.

An unexpected little cold, someone got the care he didn't want, and then paid the price he didn't want to pay;

Zhile brought her pillow and quilt the next day, officially "□□".

Zhile has a regular schedule and has no bad habits other than liking to sleep next to others. Shen Cheng's adaptation process was much shorter than he imagined.

Even though they share the same bed, one is self-restrained and respectful, and the other is ignorant and innocent, everything is fine.

On the second day after the fever subsided, Shen Cheng resumed his daily work schedule and returned to work in the company.However, Zhile still did not give up the responsibility of "guarding", and dutifully reminded Shen Cheng to continue taking medicine on time until he really recovered. His punctuality was better than an alarm clock.

"At eight o'clock, it's time to take medicine."

"It's noon, take medicine and take medicine."

Zhile monitors Shen Cheng through the camera of Shen's house or mobile phone.

Sister Liu saw it occasionally and couldn't help laughing.From the perspective of a bystander, with Shen Cheng's temperament, since there is no serious problem, he can take this medicine or not, and there is a high probability that he will ignore it.But it was beyond Sister Liu's expectation. Although Shen Cheng looked calm every time, he really followed the "instructions" and took the medicine obediently.

"Brother, take medicine~"

Zhile came across a short video in the evening and thought it was very amusing. As soon as Shen Cheng came back, she immediately picked up the pills, handed them to Shen Cheng, and started to imitate poorly.

Shen Cheng: ...

"Take medicine~" Zhile couldn't help laughing, and performed the whole paragraph by herself: "Don't take medicine~hahahaha."

It was a short video that has become very popular recently. The child's voice in the original sound is very cute. Many users have filmed the same style. There is a young couple who talk to girls in this tone, which is especially funny and popular.It is said that no matter how old or how high a man's IQ is, he is naive in front of his close lover, which is really good.

After a busy day, Shen Cheng returned home and was suddenly coaxed to "take medicine~", the feeling was indescribable.

"Stupid?" Shen Cheng said mockingly, but there was a little smile in his eyes.

Zhile laughed loudly, and followed Shen Cheng with the medicine in her hand. The phone kept saying "take the medicine, don't take the medicine~" until Shen Cheng couldn't bear it anymore, swallowed the pill dryly, and pressed the phone hard.

Zhilele had a good night.

Three days later, after Zhi Le's rigorous and serious determination, Shen Cheng finally recovered from his illness and no longer needed to take medicine.

In a few days, a batch of seasonal brand clothing will arrive at home.

"Pick a few that you like." Shen Cheng said to Zhile.

The weather is getting hotter and early summer is coming, Zhile doesn't bring many clothes, only a few summer clothes, and I haven't had time to buy them in the future.

Zhile and Shen Cheng each chose a few sets.

"This one is suitable for the day after tomorrow." Shen Cheng finally left a thin sweater for Zhile, which is suitable for the weather these days.

"The day after tomorrow, do you want to go out?" Zhile asked casually.Zhile didn't go out during this time.

"Well, I'll take you to meet some friends." Shen Cheng said.