The dead enemy has to spoil me after being stupid [entertainment circle]

Lu Bianyan almost kicked up again.

He found that he was getting irritable and angry more and more recently, and he wanted to beat Shen Jizhou more and more. He obviously didn't have this habit before, but Shen Jizhou was really not so easy to beat before.

He pulled the man's wrist into the room, "You just wait, I'll call the doctor."

He stuffed the person into the quilt, pulled the quilt to cover it tightly, and only showed a pair of pitiful eyes. After thinking about it, he pulled it up again, covering his eyes as well.

Shen Jizhou pulled it down a bit by himself, "If you cover your eyes, I won't be able to see you."

"I won't let you see."

"why?"

"No reason."

Lu Bianyan looked away confidently.

Because as long as he sees these eyes, he will soften his heart, which may cause irreversible consequences.

For example, to accompany. Sleep.

In less than 10 minutes, Xie Yanxi came over with a medical kit and took his temperature, "38 degrees two, it's serious, what's wrong with it?"

Lu Bianyan thought that when Shen Jizhou came back from the outside, he was only wearing a thin top, and when he was hugging him, he was still wrapped in a cool feeling, "It must have been a cool breeze."

Xie Yanxi looked at Lu Bianyan, then at Shen Jizhou, as if he was weighing the difference in physique between the two, "In this weather, you didn't catch a cold, why did he catch it first?"

"..."

Lu Bianyan was not convinced, "Don't think I'm not as strong as him, I usually do more outdoor sports than him, and I'm in good health. Besides, this idiot seems to be afraid of the cold since he was a child, I forgot."

Xie Yanxi put the thermometer back into the box and took out several boxes of medicine, "Then why do you suddenly remember it now?"

Lu Bianyan looked at Shen Jizhou, he was already in a coma, but his eyes followed him all the time, so Lu Bianyan had no choice but to sit down beside the bed.

As for why he suddenly remembered it, it was because it was not the first time he saw Shen Jizhou having a fever.

It was probably when they were in junior high school. The two of them practiced dance together with the teacher on weekends. It was hot in midsummer, and Lu Bianyan was used to turning the air conditioner in the dance studio to the lowest level. Then Shen Jizhou was sent to the hospital the next day because he caught a cold and had a fever.

At that time, he had a bitter heart, thinking that Shen Jizhou was trying to use bitter tricks to deliberately cause him to be taught a lesson by his family.

Thinking back now, this kind of reason seems a little naive, but until now he couldn't figure out why that idiot Shen Jizhou didn't ask to increase the temperature.

Zhou Yuan rushed over in a hurry, "How is it? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"Go to sleep after taking the medicine, and if the situation is good, the fever will subside when you wake up tomorrow."

After seeing off Xie Yanxi and Zhou Yuan, he turned his head and looked at Shen Jizhou silently for a while.

Turn off the headlights in the room for him, leaving only a peripheral light at the head of the bed, with a coaxing tone: "After taking the medicine, just lie down and sleep obediently, and you will be fine tomorrow."

He turned to leave, his wrists were held by hot palms, and a hoarse voice came out, "You stay with me for a while..."

Lu Bianyan looked back at him.

Shen Jizhou's eyelids were unbearably heavy, drooping a little tiredly, but his eyes were still shining, "... just for a while."

He was a little helpless.

When he came back to his senses, he had already sat down beside the bed, and he wanted to increase the temperature of the room.

"This temperature is enough." Shen Jizhou held his wrist to stop him, probably because of the fever, his voice curled up with sloppy tenderness.

"You have been afraid of heat since you were a child, and you are prone to rashes when you sweat, and you will feel very uncomfortable."

Lu Bianyan was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyelids, "How do you know?"

Shen Jizhou pursed his lower lip, "I've known it since I was a child."

"How did you know?"

Shen Jizhou lowered his eyes, as if thinking about it.

"When I was young, there used to be a small black room behind the rockery in your garden. It was originally used to store gardening tools. Once we were playing peek-a-boo. You hid in it for more than an hour. When I found you, you were full of joy." My head was sweating profusely, and my whole body was drenched.”

"Two little faces turned red into peach buttocks. They hugged me and beat and beat, complaining why it took me so long to find you, which caused you to get prickly heat all over your body, which was very itchy."

"The little black house was bulldozed after that."

"It was only later that I found out that you can't be exposed to heat, and you are too delicate."

Shen Jizhou had a faint smile on his brows, as if he was recalling a very good past.

Lu Bianyan was very vague about things when he was very young, and only vaguely remembered fragments.

He listened quietly, feeling a little emotional, but what was even more emotional was Shen Jizhou's memory, which he remembered clearly.

He curled his lips pretending to be displeased: "How could I hold you and beat and beat you, you must have added oil and vinegar."

Knowing that he was going to renege on his debt, Shen Jizhou just smiled and said nothing.

Lu Bianyan raised his chin again and asked, "Is there any more?"

Shen Jizhou seemed quite willing to talk about this, and nodded: "When I went on an outing in the freshman year of high school, my classmates took the bus together, and you insisted on sitting by the window, but the sun turned into a red butt again."

Said that Lu Bianyan had an impression, he couldn't help laughing, "I remember this, there was no ice in the car, the air conditioner was far away, and there were a lot of little girls handing me love letters in the class at that time, In order not to destroy my image of a male god, I persisted and refused to tell the teacher that I was uncomfortable."

"Then, your palms are icy and cold, and it's comfortable to rub against. I'll use your palms to cool down my face. I still remember your unwilling ice face at that time. Does it bother me?"

He clearly remembered that Shen Jizhou didn't pay much attention to him the whole day, didn't talk to him, and just sulked, no matter how much he teased him, it was useless.

However, Shen Jizhou just raised the corner of his mouth, "Not annoying."

"Come on, don't worry about it now, maybe you were scolding me in your heart at the time." Lu Bianyan paused, "But at that time, although you had a cold face, you were still quite a nice person."

After speaking, the two fell into a brief silence.

It seems that their harmonious memories had already started to dissipate during that time, and then disputes and conflicts gradually increased. Shen Jizhou began to participate in various dance competitions, and the two gradually drifted away. created an irreversible situation.

But what is the reason for each conflict, looking back now, it seems that there is no clear source at all, let alone arguing about who is right and who is wrong.

If he had to pursue it, Lu Bianyan felt that it might be that Shen Jizhou was becoming less and less interested in talking to him.

I don’t sit next to him when I eat at home, I don’t play games with him anymore, I don’t even want to take him in at night, and I even take the initiative to change seats when school starts.

At that time, he was thinking that the crown prince's wings had hardened, and he began to look to a higher place, and he didn't bother to be with a half-assed like him anymore.

Lu Bianyan looked at Shen Jizhou for a long time.

Shen Jizhou turned his head to look at him: "Do you have anything to say?"

He does have a lot to ask.

He has already reached such a high position, why do he have to come back to form a group? It's not that forming a group is not good, but that for an artist with excellent personal conditions like Shen Jizhou, the bundled marketing will restrict him a lot after forming a group.

But Lu Bianyan didn't open his mouth. He felt that it was not good to take advantage of others, so he changed the subject: "Why are you going to Helen?"

Shen Jizhou looked at him tenderly: "Go and take back your freedom."

Needless to say, Lu Bianyan already understood.

This time his mind was literally blank for a moment.

Shen Jizhou continued: "You don't need to earn the [-] million, and you don't have to worry about the agreement with your father. I'll take care of all these for you. In the future, you don't have to force yourself to do things you don't like. I hope your life will be filled with joy and will."

"As long as you want to leave, no one can stop you."

Lu Bianyan was speechless.

He told himself that his debut was a forced compromise for the sake of [-]% equity, because he didn't want to admit it because he wanted to know what is so good about Shen Jizhou's passionate career.

He would not even admit that he really wanted to see what his attitude would be when he met someone again, and whether he was the only one who had been grieving for three years.

But when he thought that these were all excuses for his debut, and some people took it seriously, those emotions couldn't be suppressed, he stretched out his hand and punched Shen Jizhou: "Are you really an idiot, when did I say I thought about leaving."

The blow was not serious or serious, Shen Jizhou covered his chest and let out a "hiss".

Lu Bianyan was taken aback, and hurried up to support him: "Yes...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to use such force."

After finishing speaking, he was embraced by Shen Jizhou again with a familiar force, but this time he didn't ride on the person's lap, but fell back on the bed, Shen Jizhou turned over and pressed him, this time he really felt it To what is the physical gap.

I was dizzy for a moment, and I almost couldn't catch my breath, but it was more frightening.

When he opened his eyes, he met the face that was close at hand, and there was no way to avoid it, so he raised his leg and kicked him in anger, "You are fucking looking for a jerk! Get out!"

Shen Jizhou put his arm on the back of his neck and hooked: "So you really don't want to leave?"

Lu Bianyan's face was a little hot, and he turned his head: "I won't say it a second time."

"Okay." Shen Jizhou was still feverish, and his warm breath swept across his cheeks, "Is it partly because of me?"

Lu Bianyan's ears were flushed, he didn't look at him with a straight face, and said stiffly: "Dream you."

Shen Jizhou smiled.

He understands it that way, but the young master's arrogance can't be pierced, just stop at it.

"Then sleep with me tonight?"

"Impossible." After Lu Bianyan finished speaking, he added inexplicably, "You have a fever, you need to take a good rest."

Shen Jizhou knew that he couldn't push his feet, "Then it's okay to kiss. I put in a lot of effort today, and I got sick from exhaustion."

No one is forcing you to work so hard.

But he retorted in his heart. To be honest, he seemed a little moved.

So at the moment when his heart softened and hesitated, Shen Jizhou lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead.

For a short while, the lips were a little cool and soft, but the breath was very hot.

Lu Bianyan's pupils shrank.

Before he had time to condemn, Shen Jizhou propped himself up in satisfaction and let him out, with a smile in his deep eyes, "Good night, kid."

"You are only a child, childish."

Lu Bianyan didn't know why he didn't argue with him, so he hurriedly got up from the bed, took two steps with a dark face, thought for a while, and said two words awkwardly: "Good night. And... thank you."

Then when he walked to the door, he didn't know whether his eyes were limping or his feet were twitching. His calf bumped into the shoe cabinet at the door inexplicably, causing him to jump in pain. Before Shen Jizhou jumped off the bed, he kicked the cabinet hard. Cursed: "Why the fuck are you putting things around again!"

Seeing angrily jumping out of the room and slamming the door, Shen Jizhou crawled back to the bed silently, silent for a moment, feeling a little innocent.

Isn't that cabinet always there?

The author has something to say:

Wrapped in the quilt, the child opened the "Small Diary of Revenge in Words"

Shen Jizhou kissed me today, did he really dare to kiss me?But the kiss was on the forehead, but Shen Jizhou still kissed me!But I don't seem to be very angry... Shen Jizhou actually kissed me!

hateful.

(fall--)

The diary died.