My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

Jiang Biegu's steps towards the bathroom stopped when he saw the words Tolerance:

"Take care of me? No need. I'll call you if I have something to do. Go down and have a good rest. You have to go to school tomorrow."

"I don't." Rong Cuo said, "I'll just sleep here, I won't sleep in your bed, I'll just make a bed on the floor."

Jiang Biegu stared at him for a few seconds, knowing that the kid's stubborn temper had come up again:

"Don't you listen to me?"

"Don't listen, it won't work this time." Fault Tolerance insisted: "Of course, if you insist on letting me go down, I won't stay still, but I will definitely wake up once an hour to see you, to make sure you have Repeated fever."

Jiang Biegu almost laughed after reading his words:

"Threatening me?"

"Don't dare, I'm just telling a fact." Tolerance said without any confidence, but Jiang Biegu believed that he was really capable of doing it, so after thinking about it, he didn't insist anymore. Instead of torturing him so much, it's better to let him sleep in his bedroom Get off: "Go to the cloakroom and get the quilt. You don't need to make the floor, just sleep on the sofa."

Tolerance nodded: "Okay."

Facts have proved that the doctor's practice experience is very accurate. In the second half of the night, Jiang Biegu's high fever not long after he subsided came back violently. It may be too uncomfortable. did not wake up.

Fault-tolerant didn't dare to close his eyes, just kept watching, taking his body temperature from time to time, and when his body temperature rose from 38.2 to 15 within 38.9 minutes, Fault-tolerant woke up Jiang Biegu, he was in a daze Open your eyes and see fault tolerance:

"what happened?"

"Take medicine." Tolerance helped him up, leaned against the bedside, and handed the medicine and water cup to his eyes.

Jiang Bie didn't like to take medicine, and even resisted it, but this time he was probably unconscious, so he did whatever he asked him to do. After taking the medicine, he closed his eyes in a daze, but he didn't dare to, I have to measure my body temperature every three to five minutes. Fortunately, the medicine works well, and it dropped below 5 degrees in an hour.

I thought it was just this one time, but Jiang Biegu's fever reached 3 again at 38.2 in the morning. It was only 2 hours since he took the medicine last time. Then he ran downstairs to bring up the medicine box, took a towel from the bathroom, and began to use alcohol to physically cool down Ebetsu.

Jiang Biegu's body was very hot. When the alcohol touched his body, he would subconsciously flinch, but he didn't wake up. Tolerance carefully wiped his neck, armpits, lower abdomen and soles of his feet, over and over again, tirelessly, It wasn't until the sky outside the window began to dim that Jiang Biegu's breathing finally recovered to 37 degrees.

Tolerance also let out a long sigh of relief, and carefully covered him with the quilt:

"Brother, you scared me to death."

Tolerance didn't sleep all night, but he didn't feel tired at all, thinking that Jiang Biegu only drank porridge when he was in the hospital, and didn't eat anything when he came back. After burning for another night, he would definitely be hungry when he woke up. I didn't even squint for a while, and went downstairs to cook.

It’s just that even if I cook, I don’t feel very at ease. From time to time, I have to go upstairs to measure the temperature. At 6:37, Jiang Biegu’s body temperature dropped to the normal 36.4. I am completely relieved when I go back downstairs and cook with peace of mind. meal.

People who just have a fever must have no appetite, but Tolerance doesn’t think so. He thinks that as long as the dishes are cooked more deliciously and with more varieties, Jiang Biegu can always find something he likes, even if it’s just one more bite , fault tolerance is not in vain.

So I did a lot of fault tolerance, and I made all the western and Chinese styles. I went upstairs again when I was done. I thought there would be no difference from the previous few times. I would see a drowsy Jiangbie lying on the bed. Therefore.

But the moment the door was pushed open, fault tolerance felt that his breathing was stagnant, and there was no one on the bed.

"Brother!" Rong Cuo yelled, but only after he yelled did he realize that Jiang Biegu couldn't hear him at all. He panicked and subconsciously walked out, but when he turned around, he heard a voice in the bathroom, so he almost didn't think about it. He walked over and opened the door.

Jiang Biegu just woke up not long ago. After waking up, he found that he was very wet. He realized that he might have had a high fever last night. Tolerance was not in the room. Jiang Biegu didn't care. He only saw the bed when he got up and got out of bed. With the medicine kit and towels beside him, he realized that fault tolerance might have physically cooled himself down.

Jiang Biegu glanced down at his clothes, they were well put on without any mess.

It was only before seven o'clock at this time, and fault tolerance was not in the bedroom. Did he not sleep all night?

Jiang Biegu originally wanted to go downstairs to have a look at fault tolerance, but he couldn't bear the stickiness of his body, so he decided to take a shower first. After entering the bathroom, he went to the toilet first, and then took off his clothes to go to the shower , Tolerance rushed in at this time, Jiang Biegu didn't see him rushing in, let alone heard the sound of the door, but the sudden cool wind made him subconsciously turn his head back.

Fortunately, I just took off my shirt, which is much better than rushing directly into the shower three years ago.

But, this is not a good habit after all, Jiang Biegu originally wanted to tell Rong Fault again not to come in when he was in the bathroom, but he changed the words as soon as he got to his lips, because Fault Tolerance's face really couldn't say a good word:

"what happened?"

Tolerance is actually too nervous, Jiang Biegu burned the whole night, his heart was raised and tense all night, that's why he completely panicked when he couldn't see Jiang Biegu God, as long as there is even a little bit of reason, it is impossible to think that something happened to Jiang Biegu.

Now when he saw Jiang Biegu, he calmed down and came back to his senses, but he still walked up to Jiang Biegu and raised his hand to touch his forehead, it wasn't hot, and it didn't burn again.

"I'm fine." Jiang Biegu smiled and took his hand away: "You haven't slept all night? Go and rest for a while, I'll take a shower."

"Didn't I not let you wash?" Tolerance frowned, like a serious little old man.

"If I don't wash it, I will smell bad." Jiang Biegu said, "Besides, I don't burn it anymore, so it's fine."

"No, what if you start to have a fever again after taking a shower?"

Jiang Biegu sighed helplessly: "I don't know if I'll have a fever after taking a bath, but if you continue not to let me take a bath, I'm going to go bad."

"Where is it rotten? You smell good." Tolerance is very serious.

Jiang Biegu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and directly kicked him out, tolerant of his mistakes, but there was nothing he could do. Jiang Biegu even locked the door of the bathroom, so he couldn't get in at all.

If you can't control it, you can just let it go. Tolerance has not slept all night, and you must be very embarrassed at this time. When you are about to go downstairs to tidy up, you see Jiang Biegu's bed again, so you turn around and walk over, and put Jiang Bie All the old bedding was torn off, and I went to the cloakroom to get new ones.

He will never go to bed without taking a shower. Last night was an exception, so this set of bedding must also be washed.

Tolerance changed the bedding, cleaned up the mess last night, and went downstairs. When Jiang Biegu came out, he saw such a picture, a clean and tidy bed, and a clean room.

In fact, the longer he lives with Fault Tolerance, the more Jiang Biegu feels that he didn't save him when he brought him back, but he redeemed himself.

If there is no fault tolerance by his side, perhaps his life is still bleak, although there is no light going anywhere now, but at least it does not continue to wither.

Jiang Biegu was almost shocked by the dazzling array of food on the table. He looked at Rong Rong who had just come out of the room after washing:

"You did it all?"

"Yeah." Tolerance came over and sat down: "I don't know what kind you want to eat, so I made some of them. It's good for you to eat a little."

"Tolerance." Jiang Biegu was a little helpless: "You don't have to be like this, and I'm not so hypocritical."

Tolerance glanced at him and didn't respond to his words, but urged him: "Eat."

Although Jiang Biegu said he didn't have a fever now, he was still worried about fault tolerance, and he didn't even want to go to school. Jiang Biegu didn't plan to let him go to school. What's more, he didn't sleep all night. After dinner, he asked him to call Mr. Sun, and then let him go to bed.

Fault Tolerance was indeed a bit sleepy, but he didn't go immediately, and asked Jiang Biejie:

"Aren't you going to work today?"

"No, rest at home today."

"That's good." Rong Quo said, "Then do you want to go back to your room or to your study?"

Jiang Biegu didn't quite understand what he meant. Seeing that he didn't speak, Rongrong explained:

"If you go back to your room, I'll sleep on the sofa in your room. If you're in the study, I'll sleep on the sofa in the living room."

Jiang Biegu looked at him:

"There are thorns on the bed in your own room?"

"No." Rong Cuo said, "I just want to look at you. If I don't look at you, I won't feel at ease, and I won't be able to sleep."

Jiang Biegu wanted to persuade him a few words, but he cut him off before he could open his mouth to make up for his mistakes:

"No matter what you say, I can't change my mind. If you want me to sleep, tell me where you are, or I will follow you."

Jiang Biegu stared at him for a few seconds, and finally sighed helplessly:

"I'm going to the study."

Rong Cuo nodded, walked towards the living room, and Jiang Biegu called him after two steps: "Go get a blanket, don't turn around and you will have a fever again."

Tolerance looked back at Jiang Biegu, probably because he felt that there was already a patient in this family, and there was no way to have a second one, so he nodded and went back to his room to get a blanket.

-

It may be because Jiang Biegu didn't get sick very often, so Fault Tolerance's reaction seemed a bit of a hassle. Stop him, say nothing and don't let him go, no matter what, let him rest at home for one more day.

Jiang Bie wanted to say that he just had a cold and a fever, and didn't have any surgery, so there was no need to be so cautious, but looking at the look of fault tolerance and worry, he thought that he would wake up subconsciously even if he fell asleep during the day yesterday, and then Come over and see what he looks like and you don't want to argue about anything.

Anyway, the project has come to an end, and it’s okay to rest at home for two days, so I nodded and agreed:

"Okay, I'm resting at home today too."

It may be that the promise is too easy to believe in fault tolerance:

"Really?"

"Really." Jiang Biegu waved his hand: "Let's go, I feel dizzy looking at you."

All day yesterday, except for the time when the two of them slept separately, Fault Tolerance had been dangling beside him, as if he could fall down at any time, and Fault Tolerance was also prepared to catch him no matter which direction he fell.

Jiang Biegu thought this kid was pretty good at first, but in the end, all he had was annoyance.

Tolerance went to school, but Jiang Biegu felt comfortable at home alone, the morning time passed quickly, hey bean sprouts and reading books, it was almost noon, so Jiang Biegu went to the kitchen to see if the remaining ingredients were still ok When making something, Ding Cheng came with fresh ingredients.

Jiang Biegu looked at him, a little surprised, Ding Cheng said without waiting for Jiang Biegu to ask:

"In the morning, fault tolerance called me and said that no matter what I do, let me come over and cook you a meal at noon, lest you will do whatever you want."

Jiang Biegu sighed helplessly, and before he could say anything, the phone in his pocket vibrated, it was a fault tolerance message:

[Do you still have a fever? 】

Jiang Biegu replied: 【No. 】

[That's good, has Brother Ding Cheng gone? 】

Jiang Biegu took a picture of Ding Cheng busy in the kitchen and sent Rong Cuo, and Rong Cuo replied: [OK].

Jiang Biegu put away his phone, and for a moment he felt like a left-behind child, while Tolerance was like a breadwinner.

-

When Tolerance sent a message to Jiang Biegu, he was queuing up to buy food in the cafeteria. When he put his phone back in his pocket, he realized that many people around him were looking at him. As if nothing had happened.

But the acting is so clumsy that even a three-year-old child can notice it.

This is not the first day that Fault Tolerance discovered this phenomenon. It seems that after the fight incident, people around him began to look at him furtively. Fault Tolerance thought it was because of his fight, so everyone was fresh for two days, but it was almost a week. Yes, why is it still like this?

He even found that someone looked at him with disdain and disgust. It was indeed uncomfortable, but Tolerance had already passed the age of impulsiveness, and he would not go forward to find someone to reason with. If there is trouble, Tolerance doesn't want to have any unpleasantness with anyone anymore.

So he pretended not to see such anomalies around him, and it wouldn't affect him anyway.

After buying the meal, Rong Rong found a free table and sat down. He took out his phone and wanted to ask Jiang Bie's old friend Ding Cheng what he had done for him, but the information hadn't been edited yet, so a person stood beside him, and Rong Rong looked up. In the past, it was Si Shu.

Si Shu looked a little uncomfortable, but she still asked when fault tolerance looked over:

"Can I sit here?"

Tolerance nodded: "Of course, this is not my position alone."

Although Si Shu helped me last time, Mistake also expressed his gratitude afterwards and wanted to invite her to dinner, but Si Shu refused, saying that if she really wanted to invite her, it would be after the high school entrance examination. She wants to study hard now, and Mistake I don't have any opinion, I fully respect Si Shu's decision.

But since that day, the two of them seem to have returned to their previous way of getting along, and they haven't gotten to know each other better because of Si Shu's help. This is the first time Si Shu has come to find her on her own initiative.

Si Shu sat down opposite Rong Fau, thinking she would tell him something, so he kept looking at her, but Si Shu didn't seem to want to speak, just quietly lowered his head to eat, as if he really just got together to eat meal.

Fault Tolerance felt that he might have misunderstood, so he looked away and started to eat, but he didn't send any more messages to Jiang Biegu.

Tolerance took two mouthfuls, but Si Shu, who had been silent all this time, opened her mouth at this moment, with a little caution:

"Excuse me, can I ask you a question?"

"What's the problem?" Fault Tolerance didn't lift his head.

"You, what's your relationship with the person who came to the school to help you with things that day?" Si Shu asked in a low voice, a little stumbling, obviously apprehensive, but Tolerance heard it. After all, he didn't have a hearing impairment. Very good hearing.

It's just that he didn't understand what Si Shu's question meant at all:

"I don't quite understand what you want to express in this question. He is my brother. Is there any problem?"

"Brother?" Si Shu asked, "The one related by blood?"

"No, I have no father and no mother. I met my brother when I was wandering a few years ago. He brought me home, raised me up, and let me study. Although he is not my own brother, he is more important than my own. Brothers still want to kiss."

Si Shu nodded and smiled: "Then I understand."

Si Shu understood, but could not forgive her: "So, what do you want to tell me?"

Si Shu hesitated for a moment, but said:

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that everyone is speculating about the relationship between you. If there are some unpleasant rumors, I'll ask."

Fault tolerance did not speak for a few seconds, not because he had nothing to say, but because he suddenly thought of the many strange looks he received in school these days. He thought it was because of a fight, but now it seems that it is not, but Fault tolerance did not. Thinking about it, in his thinking, everyone knew that he was adopted by Jiang Biegu, and that he was an orphan.

"It's almost time for the senior high school entrance examination, do you still have such thoughts?" Tolerance chuckled lightly: "It's really free."

"Don't worry, they just don't understand."

"I don't care." Rong Rong said, "I don't even bother to listen to what they are saying."

-

Ding Cheng's cooking skills are good, and most of the fault-tolerant skills were taught to him by Ding Cheng, and he was quick to cook, but he was called away by the phone after the meal was ready, even though he was from Jiang Bie Assistant, but it doesn't mean that Jiang Bie is not busy if he doesn't go to the company.

The hasty look of coming and going seemed particularly tossing, so Jiang Biegu sent him to the door:

"Next time, don't listen to the child's words and toss back and forth, can't I have a meal by myself?"

Ding Cheng smiled:

"Even if I don't say I'm wrong, I'm still coming. He also cares about you. I think it's very good."

It's good, Jiang Biegu even forgot the last time he was treated like a child, but now he is treated like a child by a child.

After dinner, Jiang Biegu took a rare nap. After waking up, he went to the study to deal with work for a while. When he finished his work, he looked up and it was almost time for him to leave school. return.

Bean Sprout squatted at the door of the study, wagging its tail and looking at him expectantly, as if silently saying something.

Jiang Biegu smiled and got up:

"I haven't taken you out today, let's go, go for a walk."

Bean Sprout barked, got up and jumped out.

Fault tolerance is completely different from Jiang Biegu’s way of walking bean sprouts. Fault tolerance usually rides a bicycle and pulls the leash to let the bean sprouts run wildly. Jiang Biegu doesn’t have the physical strength, so he can only take him for a walk. He is very capable, and when he was with Jiang Biegu, he knew that he was an old man to take care of, and he would not be as crazy as when he was with Tolerance.

Calculating the time tolerance, it was almost time to get home, Jiang Biegu took the bean sprouts and walked back, but he didn't want to see someone standing in front of his door from a distance before he reached his door.

When he got closer, he realized that he was an acquaintance. Although Jiang Biegu was not very familiar with him, he also knew that his name was Chen Ziqing, and he was an assistant in the company's financial department. He just didn't understand why he appeared at this place at this time. It can be seen , Jiang Biegu couldn't pretend he didn't see it, and walked over:

"Xiao Chen? Why are you here? Come to a friend's house?"

Both Chen Ziqing's face and expression were unnatural at first glance, and even when he saw Jiang Biegu standing in front of him, his whole body was a little stiff, and even his eyes were dodging at this time, but it may be that Jiang Biegu was very clear. Biegu has a hearing problem, so even so, he still looked up at Jiang Biegu:

"No, no, I am, I am looking for you, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Biegu was a little surprised, but still smiled:

"Looking for me? Did something happen to the company? Director Wu asked you to come here?"

"No." Chen Ziqing said: "I want to come here by myself. I heard that you are sick. I am a little worried, so I came to see you."

Jiang Biegu was a smart man, so smart that when others said something, he knew what it meant. What's more, Chen Ziqing had already made his words clear enough, so it was impossible for Jiang Biegu not to be able to understand what he meant.

In fact, Jiang Biegu had vaguely felt this way during several meetings with Chen Ziqing in the company. After all, Chen Ziqing really couldn't be calm in front of him, but Jiang Biegu didn't take it to heart, and felt that he was pretending to be confused. It's good too, but it seems that I can't continue to pretend now.

"Thank you, but I'm fine now. I didn't go to the company today, but the children at home won't let me. I will go to the company tomorrow." Jiang Biegu said, "It's getting late, it's not easy to take a taxi here, you'd better go early Go back, I won't invite you to sit in."

After Jiang Biegu finished speaking, he pretended to go into the house, but Chen Ziqing, who had never had much courage, suddenly summoned up his courage at this moment, and stopped in front of Jiang Biegu with one step, looked into Jiang Biegu's eyes, and brought Lonely and courageous:

"Boss Jiang, I still have something to tell you."

Jiang Biegu looked at Chen Ziqing, and after a few seconds of silence, he sighed helplessly in his heart, thinking that the HR department might be busy again, and he would not leave himself an unknown trouble in the company.

"Xiao Chen, you have been in the company for a long time. I think my company culture is quite comfortable and pleasant, so if you think about some things, you may not be able to take them back after you say them, and you may not be able to accept them in the end. It's what you want."

"I know." Chen Ziqing said, "But I've thought about it for a long time, and I still want to say it, and I must say it."

Jiang Biegu had already said what he was supposed to say, Chen Ziqing still insisted on this, Jiang Biegu had nothing to say, he couldn't even deprive the other party of the right to speak, and he didn't have this right, so he stood there quietly , waiting for him to speak.

Probably because it was difficult for him to say something, so he bit his lip and cheered secretly for a while before he finally got up the courage, but the courage leaked out the first time he said it, so that he couldn't hear it. Jiang Biegu, who had a voice, knew that his voice must be very small, as if he knew exactly what kind of ending his words would have.

But Jiang Biegu still saw it, saw what he said, and said:

"I like you."

Jiang Biegu was not surprised at all. The moment Chen Ziqing stood in front of him and said he was worried about him, he had already guessed that such a situation would happen, and he even thought about what to say so that the rejection would not be too embarrassing But he never thought that when Chen Ziqing uttered this confession, Fault Tolerance would suddenly pass by.

After hearing this sentence, he stopped and looked back at himself in shock.

Tolerance: "..."

Jiang Biegu: "..."