My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

Not long after taking the medicine, Jiang Beiyu broke out in a sweat. Ning Nanjia helped him into the bathroom to take a shower, and then went downstairs to bring Uncle Zhong's porridge. After watching him eat half a bowl, he went in with him lie down.

The light above his head was a bit dazzling, Ning Nanjia raised his right hand to cover his eyes, and just as he closed his eyelids, there was a movement in his ears.

Jiang Beiyu still smelled of shower gel, which was light and faint, like a cool woody fragrance. It seemed that it was due to a fever, and the fragrance was a little hot.

"Brother Nanjia, why don't we turn off the lights and go to sleep."

"No, you don't need to accommodate me. Go to sleep."

With long fingers gently touching his eyelids, Ning Nanjia just took a deep breath to relax his limbs, and felt that Jiang Beiyu lifted the quilt as if to sit up.

Lifting his fingers, he saw Jiang Beiyu supporting his side with one hand, and then the other lightly rubbed against the side of his neck and pressed it on his pillow, almost half of his body was pressed against him.

His breathing stopped suddenly, and Ning Nanjia was about to speak when he heard a "pop" in his ear, and the whole room was instantly plunged into a deep darkness.

Feeling that the shadow above his head moved away, Ning Nanjia raised his hand, and immediately touched Jiang Beiyu's somewhat tense neck line, and moving up, he felt his slightly shortness of breath.

Xuxu held Jiang Beiyu's head and patted it twice. Ning Nanjia straightened up, and just as he was about to free up a hand to touch the switch on the wall, Jiang Beiyu reached out and hugged his waist and pressed him back.

"It's okay, Brother Nanjia, I want to overcome it myself."

Rubbing his head against his shoulder twice, Jiang Beiyu softened his voice and discussed with him, "Just let me hug you for a while, I won't move around, is that okay?"

The originally hoarse voice became extremely hoarse due to illness, and even the breath was weak, which reminded Ning Nanjia of a newborn puppy, a small and soft one that people could not refuse, gently Sighing, he said:

"Okay, if you're scared, you turn on the light."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Beiyu nodded happily, "Thank you, Brother Nanjia."

Ning Nanjia thought that there was nothing to be thankful for. In the final analysis, he turned off the light to accommodate his sleeping habits. Besides, two men would not conceive a child even if they hugged each other. After thinking about it, he suddenly felt nothing. Mental burden.

When he woke up the next day, Jiang Beiyu's fever had subsided, and the temperature on his body had also dropped. Ning Nanjia originally wanted him to take an extra day off to rest, but Jiang Beiyu refused to say anything. He took all the medicines he should take, and then led him out.

Yesterday, when Jiang Beiyu beat someone and cut his hands and saw blood, the mouse was terrified. Seeing the two of them walk into the classroom together, he quickly put down the homework in his hands and went up to him, and asked Ning Nanjia,

"Brother Jia, is Young Master Jiang okay?"

Hearing his question, Ning Nanjia thought it was a little funny, "Isn't there a person next to him? Just ask him if he is right?"

Twitching the corner of his mouth slightly, the mouse shifted his gaze to Jiang Beiyu, and then asked cautiously, "Master Jiang, are you alright?"

Shaking his head slightly, Jiang Beiyu responded, "It's okay, thank you for your concern."

His face was still a little pale, and his lips didn't have any color. He looked weak and obedient, and he didn't seem to have any offensive power at all. He didn't have the viciousness when he punched Chen Wu yesterday.

The mouse stared at him for two seconds, then held his chest and let out a long breath, "It's fine, you don't know how scary you were yesterday, and the bruises in the corners of Chen Wu's eyes haven't disappeared today."

Nodding his head, Jiang Beiyu seemed unwilling to talk more, "Thank you yesterday."

After finishing speaking, he turned to look for Ning Nanjia, "Brother Nanjia, I wrote the homework yesterday, please help me to see if I made any mistakes."

Ning Nanjia just took home homework from Zou Zikang, and upon hearing this, he beckoned to him, "Then come here."

Because Jiang Beiyu was still taking medicine, during the lunch break, Zhong Hourong made a special trip to deliver porridge to him. Ning Nanjia originally planned to go to the cafeteria to eat, but Zhong Hourong stopped him as soon as he walked out of the classroom.

"Master Ning, is it convenient for us to talk?"

Turning his head to glance at Jiang Beiyu, who was obediently drinking porridge in the classroom, Ning Nanjia nodded, and walked to the corner at the other end of the corridor with Zhong Hourong.

"Master Ning, I don't have anything special, but I want to ask you to take care of our young master, because I may have to retire and return to my hometown soon, and the new housekeeper may not satisfy the young master. I am afraid that the young master will be alone. People can't take care of themselves."

"Then what about his parents?" Ning Nanjia remembered that the last time Jiang Beiyu fell into the water and entered the hospital, Jiang Mingfeng and Zheng Yiqian both came here on purpose. No matter how bad the relationship was, parents probably wouldn't leave their son alone.

When mentioning Jiang Beiyu's parents, Zhong Hourong's expression became slightly dignified, and after a short silence, he avoided the important and said lightly:

"The relationship between the young master and the young lady is not very good. The young lady attaches great importance to her career and often goes on business trips. She originally asked the young master to come back to D City to let the young master take care of him, but Jiang Yi is not very accepting of the young master. Anyway, the young master is willing to listen to you If so, please take care of me.”

After finishing speaking, Zhong Hourong bowed heavily to him, with a gesture of request.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. In fact, Ning Nanjia also felt that the relationship between Jiang Beiyu and his parents was somewhat tense, but he didn't expect it to be so tense.

Reaching out to support Zhong Hourong, he said: "I already regard Ah Yu as my younger brother. If you don't tell me, I will take good care of him."

Nodding in relief, Zhong Hourong held his hand and thanked him again, "Thank you."

As if thinking of something, he added, "Please do your best to satisfy the young master's request, such as hugging and kissing, this is his way of expressing his love for you."

Originally a heavy heart was stunned by Zhong Hourong's addition, Ning Nanjia felt that she was deaf again, "Uncle Zhong, what did you just say?"

Zhong Hourong patiently repeated it to him, "Please do your best to satisfy the young master's request, such as hugging, this is his way of expressing his love for you."

Breathing slightly, Ning Nanjia couldn't help raising two fingers and asked him, "Did you say that you missed two words?"

Zhong Hourong turned a deaf ear, leaned slightly and said to him, "Master Ning, I made soup before going out, and now I have to go back to watch the fire, so I will trouble you, Master, goodbye."

Watching Zhong Hourong leave, when Ning Nanjia returned to the classroom, he still felt that the more he thought about it, the more he saw the devil. Last time he misheard Jiang Beiyu's words, and this time he misheard Zhong Hourong's words again. Could it be that there is something wrong with his ears?

Seeing that Ning Nanjia seemed to be tangled in his thoughts, Jiang Beiyu pushed the extra portion of the lunch that Zhong Hourong sent to him, and asked him curiously, "Brother Nanjia, is it Uncle Zhong and you?" what did you say?"

Thinking about something in his heart, Ning Nanjia gave a somewhat absent-minded "hmm". After realizing what Jiang Beiyu asked, he was about to answer, when Jiang Beiyu told him,

"Don't worry about what Uncle Zhong said, he just likes to worry about me. He always thinks that I don't work hard, that I don't know how to grow up, but I'm going to be eighteen soon, and I'm an adult."

It is estimated that only Jiang Beiyu can do it with a milky and cute child's face and brazenly say that he is about to become an adult.

Ning Nanjia couldn't hold it back, the corners of his mouth slightly raised a shallow arc, and he patted his forehead with a smile and joked, "Is your sense of time too bad, two years is so fast, and you're still an adult , you have your part in the brat who is still young."

Jiang Beiyu didn't argue with him, anyway, he could do the above one when he was younger.

There was a physical education class in the afternoon, and because the illness was not fully recovered, Jiang Beiyu asked the head teacher for a leave note, and then went to the small supermarket to buy a bottle of water and sat in the audience of the basketball court to watch Ning Nanjia play basketball.

The warm sunshine sprinkled on the edge of the court along the gravel road. On the basketball court, the slender and handsome young man was in high spirits. Just standing there doing nothing easily attracted a lot of attention.

Dribbling for a layup, Ning Nanjia had just scored a goal, and the girls around the court immediately cheered, the voice was so loud that even the next court looked over.

It seemed that it was a bit noisy, Ning Nanjia frowned and glanced at the source of the sound, the girls who were excited just now were immediately silenced by his ruthless glance.

Jiang Beiyu was watching, when he suddenly felt a shadow approaching beside him, and when he looked up, he saw Zou Zikang's face.

Unscrewing the bottle cap and taking a sip of ice soda, Zou Zikang sat down with his knees on his knees. After putting the drink in his hand aside, he said, "What exactly do you want to do?"

The long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Jiang Beiyu asked nonchalantly, "What are you doing?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid," Zou Zikang snorted coldly with his nostrils raised in disdain.

"As far as you can put your mind to it, brother Jia asked me to pass your school address before, needless to say, nine out of ten will definitely block you and beat you up, you can't get angry, so you come to trouble him, right! "

The corner of his mouth raised a slight arc, and Jiang Beiyu changed his sitting position indifferently, "Everything is just your guess, and you have no evidence."

"If there is any evidence, I would have reported you!" Zou Zikang clenched his jaw tightly because of his anger. Zou Zikang looked at Ning Nanjia who raised his hand to wipe his face and continued to play, and said in a low voice, "Whoever you are What do you want to do, brother Jia is not in the same way as you, so don't harm him."

"It's not one path," repeated Zou Zikang's words in a low voice, and Jiang Beiyu suddenly smiled, "How do you know which path I'm on? Or is it that you have evil intentions and treat Ning Nanjia... ..."

Before he finished speaking, Zou Zikang yelled at him loudly,

"Don't think that everyone is as dirty as you. Brother Jia likes Pei Xin. Is it interesting for you to meddle like this? It's not good for you to play with someone. Brother Jia doesn't owe you anything. You are so interesting." ?"

The casual smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared completely, Jiang Beiyu lowered his eyes, a hint of gloomy emotion gradually appeared in his dark pupils, and even his voice became colder, "How do you know that he likes Pei Xin? Did you say it or did you make it up on your own?"

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