The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

[Ding—the item has been exchanged successfully, please use it as soon as possible. 】

A white light flashed by, the small bottle fell into the palm of the hand, unscrewed and inside was a small tablet.

"Brother Fu, if you don't give me a good opinion of me when you wake up, you will be sorry for my sacrifice."

Father Tong haha, sacrifice 5.00% favorability to set one hundred and eighty, and Bai Lin will settle the score.

After a while, Fu Ci's brows gradually relaxed, and when he stretched out his hand again, his forehead had returned to normal heat.

In the next few days, Bai Lin ran between taking care of Fu Ci and going out to help. Although he couldn't leave the camp, he was still able to help him when cooking.

Just after helping Sister Wen to cook, Bai Lin opened the door and met the boy on the bed.

The boy sitting on the bed turned his head with the sound of the door opening, and smiled lightly at Bai Lin who walked in, "Hello."

Why did my little brother wake up when I went to the villain? He was pretty good-looking when I went to him, but what if he looked even better when I went to smile!

[tsk. 】Whose stupid son is this?

"Hello."

"Excuse me, where am I now?" Fu Ci looked back and forth at the surrounding environment, the strangeness in his eyes was obvious, and his tone was also very alienated, "And...you are Bai Lin?"

It's over, you still remember his name, don't you have amnesia?

Bai Lin cleared his throat: "Yes, I am your roommate, Bai Lin, do you still remember your name?"

"Fu Ci. Why do you ask that, shouldn't we be in the classroom?" His face was still blank.

Remember your name but not the things you did?Bai Lin was taken aback for a moment, so he had no choice but to ask Father Tong for help.

[According to the original world, when Fu Ci woke up, he should have forgotten everything he had done, and mistakenly thought that he was just a survivor of the zombie virus. After that, he followed the people in the camp to fight against the zombies until his memory recovered. 】

According to the information provided by the system, Bai Lin quickly fabricated a false story. In this story, the two of them were just ordinary college students, and their relationship was limited to roommates.When the zombie virus broke out, it was during the class. After the two escaped, Fu Ci was crushed by a car and fell into a coma. He was taken back to the camp not long after, and he has been taking care of him until now.

Hearing the zombie virus, Fu Ci's eyes flashed for unknown meaning, but soon turned to a normal expression: "You mean, you have been taking care of me?"

"Yeah." Bai Lin nodded obediently.

"But aren't we just roommates?"

Unexpectedly, Fu Ci was so vigilant, Bai Lin paused: "Shouldn't roommates take care of each other?"

Fu Ci froze for a moment, looked at Bai Lin's sincere eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Of course, thank you... roommate."

Bai Lin also suppressed a smirk in response——

Father Tong, he calls me that and still laughs like that, I'm a little flustered, what should I do?

[Strategy target favorability +10%, current favorability: 10%]

Add favor?Bai Lin raised his head abruptly, and met Fu Ci's smiling eyes, his heart seemed to be pulled, and his cheeks and even the roots of his ears felt a little hot.

It seems that I think too much?

"You, you, take a break first, and I'll get you something to eat."

Looking at Bai Lin's fleeing back, Fu Ci suppressed his smile, and the doubts in his eyes slowly surfaced.

Bai Lin forgot that even Fu Ci, who had lost his memory, still retained part of his memory, as well as that part of his indifference and distrust.

But thinking of the roommate who ran away like a little rabbit just now, and hearing him say that he was taking care of me these few days, suddenly bursts of warmth surged in my heart, which I had never felt before.

Fu Ci suddenly felt that something might have happened without his knowledge.