After pretending to be A, I was hugged by the national brother [Transmigration Book]

What will the susceptibility period be like after having someone you like?

Fu Shiyan didn't dare to think about it for the first time.

The icy water poured out of the shower, slightly suppressing the hotness that was constantly surging in his heart.

Speaking of which, I don't seem to have received a call from that person today.

...Did you forget?

Still feel that we have met today, so there is no need to call to remind?

Just imagining it like this, the dry heat that was just reduced by physical methods seems to be coming back again.

——Teacher Fu, someone called you just now.

In a trance, someone's voice rang softly in his mind.

Fu Shiyan is now a little afraid to confirm whether this actually happened, or whether it was imagined by his own brain out of thin air.

He reached out and turned off the dripping shower.

Pushing open the bathroom door and going out, on the bedroom table was the porridge and medicine that Fu Shiheng thoughtfully prepared for him, and next to it was the packed sundries sent by Zhong Jianing, and his mobile phone was in the most conspicuous position.

Fu Shiyan took a deep breath, and quietly lit up the black screen with his fingertips stained with water droplets.

He received a lot of miscellaneous information during the work break, but the information of the person who was set as special concern was displayed in the most prominent place on the top, so clearly engraved into the retina.

Ah Xun: Have you rested yet?Work hard, remember to take medicine.

It was just a simple greeting, but Fu Shiyan read it over and over several times and refused to let it go. Every word and even the punctuation marks were softly engraved into his heart.

Even though they just met this afternoon, Fu Shiyan couldn't wait to see him again immediately.

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Zhong Xun's sleep has always been very light, and he is the type who will wake up when there is a little movement around him.

While drowsy, the hard/hard/square object next to the pillow seemed to flicker for a while.

With just a flash of light for a moment, Zhong Xun woke up as if he had sensed something.

His eyes were blurred, and he subconsciously reached out to pick up the cell phone next to his pillow, and the flickering light pierced into his eyelids.

The screen showed that the time was five twenty in the morning.

Fu Shiyan: I just got off work, and I'm at the hotel.

The accompanying picture is a picture of him leaning against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the high-rise hotel with a smile in a large bathrobe, his hair sticking wetly to his cheeks, and the morning sun behind him pierces through the clouds, glowing a light golden color.

...He seems quite happy?

Because he had just woken up, Zhong Xun's brain function had not fully recovered. He stared blankly at Fu Shiyan, who was smiling happily in the photo, for a while, and only after a while did he come back to his senses.

He really didn't understand this person well.

Zhong Xun raised his head silently, and typed in the dialog box seriously, "Aren't you sleepy? Go and have a rest."

Just after sending this message on the front foot and preparing to get up, the reminder of the message on the back foot came.

Fu Shiyan:? ? ?Did I wake you up? ? ?

There are a total of six question marks in total, it seems that the other party is really a little surprised that he is talking to him at this point in time.

Zhong Xun thought for a moment, then calmly replied, "No, today's alarm clock is set at this point, and I'm going to wake up in the morning and listen to English for a while."

Immediately, a cute little bunny reassuring emoji was sent over there, "It turns out that the deputy squad leader has been secretly studying behind our backs~"

......

Zhong Xun directly ignored the second half of his sentence, and brought the topic to the most important question, "Have you taken the medicine yet?"

"Not yet, I just took a shower."

There was a slight pause over there, "Is it okay to take up 10 minutes of your time? Can Lian Mai accompany me to QAQ?"

......

Does the phone reminder he said at that time actually contain such content?

"Can't you QAQ"

The sudden depression over there seemed to be transmitted through this small screen, making Zhong Xun unable to bear to say the two words of rejection.

"...Then you promised me to go to rest immediately after taking the medicine."

The person on the other side seemed to be sure of his soft-heartedness, and made the limp little rabbit obediently nod his head as the agreement was fulfilled, and in the next second, he couldn't wait to call.

Looking at the name of the contact person displayed on the screen, Zhong Xun was in a daze for a moment when he thought of the failed communication last night.

"Hey?"

The man's deep voice from the other end of the microphone brought Zhong Xun's consciousness back.

"I'm here."

Zhong Xun cleared his throat unnaturally, "Have you started yet?"

"Still looking for medicine."

As the voice of these words fell, there was also a burst of rummaging through the phone from the other end of the phone.

...Looks like another one who didn't take his words to heart.

"Don't you always carry ointment with you just in case?"

Zhong Xun recalled how he conjured up the ointment in the ward as if by magic, "Why can't I find it?"

The man was silent for a while, and then muttered softly, "The deputy squad leader didn't pay attention to the photo I just sent."

The volume of his speech is not too loud, mixed with the noise of rummaging as the background BGM, but Zhong Xun caught his seemingly unintentional whisper.

"Oh, I just put the clothes away when I took a shower, maybe I accidentally dropped them somewhere."

The man recovered quickly, and the ending sounded a little coquettish, "I should be able to find it soon."

"..."

Zhong Xun didn't skip the first half of Fu Shiyan's murmur in a very low voice just because of Fu Shiyan's cover-up words at the end, and adding the key words he intentionally revealed for it, he immediately understood what he meant.

"found it!"

The other party seemed to want to stop Zhong Xun from speaking, and strategically//struck before him.

Zhong Xun pursed his lips, trying to say something, but in the end everything stuck in his throat.

There was a rustling movement from the other end of the microphone, and the restrained and small /gasp/breathing sound was almost inaudible.

"Does it hurt?"

The subconscious words are far faster than the brain's reaction. When Zhong Xun realized it, the same words as yesterday were already unconsciously uttered.

"Just a little bit."

The brisk voice couldn't hide the little smile that came out of the man's tone, "Maybe the deputy squad leader will feel better if he blows to me in the air."

For some reason, it was clearly just a voice call, but Zhong Xun inexplicably thought of those wet eyes like puppies.

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