The pure A boy group got mixed up with an Omega

The moment Yang Yu left, the curve of Ke Haoyan's mouth completely disappeared.

I didn't relax a little bit, I just didn't want Yang Yu to worry anymore.

He sat back on the chair next to the hospital bed, maintained the posture just now, and kept looking at Si Jiamu.

For a whole day, Si Jiamu's condition didn't improve at all, and he didn't even move his eyelids. Ke Haoyan wanted to call Lu Zibo and ask again, but when he picked up the phone, he saw that there were more than a dozen items on it that had been read but not answered. Hold back.

Asking every 10 minutes, it is estimated that everyone will be bored.

Ke Haoyan stayed in Si Jiamu's spare time. Xiangtai and Cheng Yihao had already been here. They probably visited and asked the reason, but he was fooled by him. Even Xiangtai, the only possible insider, took a photo with his autograph. As a bargaining chip, he gagged his mouth.

After sending the two of them out, when they came back, they stopped by to buy some dinner. Thinking about what Lu Zibo said, they bought some porridge to nourish the stomach and took it back.

Pushing open the door and seeing Si Jiamu who was lifeless on the hospital bed, he smiled self-deprecatingly.That's right, people are still awake, so why buy porridge?

He walked over, took out a hamburger, gnawed on it like chewing wax, and wished his eyes would grow on Si Jiamu's body.

Jiamu's facial features are really good-looking, with high eyebrows, high roots, and a straight nose. The combination should look aggressive, but his eyes are very beautiful, the rare and very beautiful peach blossom eyes, and his mouth is also very beautiful. Meaty, the two have reached a delicate balance, so that sometimes there is an indisputable beauty in him.

Thinking of this, Ke Haoyan frowned, a little dissatisfied.No wonder Si Jiamu has the highest proportion of male fans in HIT. It seems that in the future, he needs to communicate with the makeup and hair teacher and pretend to be ugly.

After Ke Haoyan finished eating the hamburger, he took a few sips of the complimentary drink, picked it up and threw it away, but when he came back, he saw that the quilt on the hospital bed was sunken.He thought he had walked into the wrong room, and after confirming again, he rushed in.

He was terrified!

It was the same last time, just left for a while, and Jiamu had already been taken away by Cheng Xi when he came back.His heart was shrouded in intense fear, and his body trembled uncontrollably. Fortunately, he saw Si Jiamu falling to the ground on the verge of collapse.

"Jiamu..." Ke Haoyan rushed over and hugged him tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to rub him into his flesh and blood, "Jiamu, why are you..."

Ke Haoyan stopped abruptly, let go quickly, first stared blankly at Jiamu, and finally was ecstatic, "Jiamu, are you awake? You are awake! Great, great!"

"I..." Si Jiamu spoke, his mouth opened and closed, and he uttered such a word in a long time. He frowned uncomfortably, raised his finger to point at his neck, and waved his hand again.

"Sore throat?"

Si Jiamu nodded.

"Come right away." Ke Haoyan carefully put Si Jiamu back on the bed as if he was holding a fragile object, and quickly fetched water, "Two-thirds of hot water, one-third of cold water, the temperature is just good."

He didn't know where to find a delicate and small spoon, and fed it to Si Jiamu spoon by spoon, "I asked Lu Zibo, and he said that you have to drink water slowly, step by step, or your throat will suffer." Don't hold back, it will hurt."

Si Jiamu nodded his head lightly, took another sip from Ke Haoyan's hand.

His throat soaked in warm water improved a lot. He cleared his throat slightly and tried to speak. This time he finally had a voice, "I'm hungry."

Hearing this, Ke Haoyan was startled.Si Jiamu's tone was too foul, soft, and hoarse after recovering from a serious illness, as if he was complaining or acting like a baby.

"Haoyan, I'm hungry." Seeing that Ke Haoyan didn't respond, Si Jiamu spoke again, and the other party trembled as if he had been struck by lightning, but he had regained his senses.

Fortunately, I just bought porridge.

"You've just recovered from a serious illness, and you can't eat anything else yet." Ke Haoyan opened the lunch box, and before Si Jiamu pulled his face down in dissatisfaction, he took the lead in explaining, "Lu Zibo specifically explained that the first meal must be liquid food."

The disappointment in Si Jiamu's eyes when he saw the white porridge was real, but thinking of his body, he still made a concession.

"You make do with it first, and when you recover, I'll take you to eat all over the world." Ke Haoyan coaxed, and at the same time scooped up a spoonful of white porridge and handed it to Si Jiamu's mouth, "Try it, it's actually not bad , I specially picked the best ones in the store.”

Si Jiamu took a sip and nodded.

He is no longer so attached to Ke Haoyan's awareness of food. Fortunately, he has been on an empty stomach for so long, let alone plain porridge, even plain water tastes good.

Intermittently, a bowl of white porridge will soon bottom out.

"Lu Zibo said, you will be very hungry when you wake up, but you can't eat too much, it's bad for your stomach." Ke Haoyan looked at Si Jiamu's still eager eyes, turned his head away, and felt very guilty when he said some very reasonable words , "Jiamu, why don't you go to bed first, you won't feel hungry when you fall asleep."

Si Jiamu didn't speak, watched him pack up his things silently, and finally sat in front of the hospital bed, looking helpless, and then slowly said, "Haoyan, I just woke up."

The implication is that I can't sleep.

"How about I tell you a story?" Ke Haoyan was at his wit's end, and suddenly said, "Or count sheep for you, what do you think?"

Si Jiamu shook his head expressionlessly.

"Then how about I sing rap for you? I'm more professional in this."

Si Jiamu rolled his eyes to the sky, "Let's tell a story."

"Ah? Oh." Ke Haoyan scratched the back of his head, almost pulling out the hair from the back, but he couldn't think of anything.

He is a 16-year-old boy who lives an ordinary life and doesn't like reading and watching dramas. He has nothing to talk about at all.There are probably only a few poor fragments left in the distant memory...

"How about I tell you a story about Snow White and the Big Bad Wolf?" Si Jiamu looked straight at him with a very complicated expression on his face, "How about another one? Alibaba and the forty dwarves How about it?"

Ke Haoyan really dared to answer, "This is also fine, but I don't remember it very clearly, and I might stumble a little when I talk about it."

Si Jiamu: ...

"Forget it, I won't embarrass you." Si Jiamu turned his eyes away, moved his body to make room for a large space, "Come up to sleep, your dark circles can be like panda brothers."

Hearing this, Ke Haoyan didn't move, and Si Jiamu looked at him strangely.Usually he is so active in going to bed with him, what's going on today, he's just moaning.

"Why are you still standing there? Do you want to be an eagle?" Si Jiamu patted the place beside him, "Come up!"

Ke Haoyan was indeed sleepy, he couldn't help yawning, and finally asked: "Jiamu, you've just recovered from a serious illness, I'd better not squeeze you, just in case you accidentally touch the wound..."

"I'm already awake, what else can I do?" Si Jiamu interrupted him, "Come up quickly, get out if you don't come up, and I don't want you to guard me tonight, I'll call Brother Yu and ask him to find me People accompany me."

These words really worked, Ke Haoyan compromised and went to bed obediently.

In the end, he was still scrupulous, and he tried his best to shrink himself into a small ball to ensure that he didn't take up much space.

"Why are you like this?" Si Jiamu laughed angrily at him, and said helplessly, "The extra-large double bed, even if you spread it out, it won't take up any space. There's no need for it."

"I'm still afraid of bumping into..." Before Ke Haoyan finished speaking, his body was embraced, Si Jiamu's soft body was pressed against his, and his breath was close at hand, "Don't be afraid. Good boy, go to sleep."

It's all like this, how can I sleep?

Ke Haoyan's body was even tighter than when he first went to bed, his eyes were fixed on the ceiling, and he didn't even dare to turn his body sideways.

It was so close that he could even think of Si Jiamu's enlarged face if he turned his head.

"Why are you so nervous?"

Hearing Si Jiamu's voice again, Ke Haoyan couldn't hold back his body trembling, his voice trembled a little, "I...I didn't."

"You are very strange." After Si Jiamu said this, Ke Haoyan felt his face being pressed by a pair of soft hands, and turned his head forcibly, looking at the suddenly enlarged face of Si Jiamu, Ke Haoyan's breath was stagnant.

He thinks he is patient. After all, his feelings for Jiamu have been lurking for five years.

But this time, it is undoubtedly a challenge.

He had slept in the same bed so many times before, and he never felt anything wrong, because he knew that almost every time he insisted on going up with a stern face. Later, Jiamu got used to it, so he didn't reject it.

He often hugged, hugged, or surrounded Si Jiamu's whole body, and there were more intimate movements, but all of them were initiated by him.This time it was different, it was Si Jiamu who took the initiative.

"Jiamu, you..." Ke Haoyan's voice was unconsciously hoarse, his throat slid up and down restlessly, his eyes were deep, like a whirlpool, as long as he sucked the whole person in.

keep Calm!keep Calm!keep Calm!He warned himself again and again, and finally closed his eyes and turned his face away slightly, "Don't tell me, I don't feel anything when I've been sitting on the chair, but I suddenly feel sleepy when I touch the bed. Go to sleep, go to sleep... "

I don't know whether to say the last sentence "Go to sleep" to Si Jiamu or to myself.

"Well, go to sleep." After Si Jiamu finished speaking, he suddenly leaned over, rubbing his fluffy head against his neck, and his voice was muffled and soft, like a ball of glutinous rice cakes, "Hao Yan, good night, Nice dream."

Ke Haoyan's inner alarm was ringing loudly—how can he have a good night in the current situation?

He sighed silently in the dark, staring at the ceiling, and finally couldn't stand the physical distress, and finally fell asleep.