Who wants to have a sweet double row with you [E-sports]

Chen Que frowned and clicked on the photo, the enlarged photo took up the entire screen.

In the photo, he just finished his base makeup. The makeup artist stood aside with a brush in one hand and a powder box in the other. Most of his face wearing a cat ear headband was photographed.

From this angle, it is not difficult to guess that this picture was taken by lemon.

Chen Que's eyebrows jumped, and he raised his hand to reply Gu Mingyi's message.

[Chen Que: . 】

The news over there came very quickly, almost two seconds after Chen Que sent it, the new news came in.

[Gu Mingyi: Is the filming over?When are you coming back? 】

【Chen Que: Soon】

[Gu Mingyi: This cat ear suits you so well]

Chen Que laughed angrily, didn't reply to the message, locked the screen and put the phone back in his pocket.

Short hair dries faster, and the whirring of the hair dryer stopped after a while.Because it has been soaked in water for a long time, even though the disposable hair dye spray is waterproof, it still loses some color. At this time, his hair is a lighter purple.

Brother Gao wrung out his wet clothes and trousers, packed them in a bag, and walked to his side: "Are you alright? Alright, let's go back."

Chen Que nodded.

During the drive back, Chen Que always felt his temples throbbing, whether it was soaking in the water for a long time or something.

He frowned, leaned against the car window, raised his hand to press one temple and rubbed it gently.

"What's the matter?" While waiting for the traffic light, Brother Gao glanced at Chen Que, who was looking down, and asked with some concern, "Is it uncomfortable? Why don't you get into the water when no one else gets into the water?"

It took Chen Que a while to speak: "I'm not the only one, the ones that got into the water were all filmed before me."

"Then are you all right? Go back and ask auntie to cook you ginger soup?" Gao Ge said.

"...Are you crazy, let me drink ginger soup?" Chen Que said with a speechless face.

Brother Gao slapped his forehead: "Forget that you don't eat ginger, then go back and drink two packs of Banlangen."

Brother Gao's obsession with Banlangen is as if he is an agent, and if one more person drinks him, he will get an extra commission.

After a long silence, Chen Que gave a compromised "Yes" and said, "I'll sleep for a while."

"Okay, you can go to sleep, and I will wake you up later." Gao Ge said.

Misty drowsiness crept up, but because of the bursts of pain in his temples, he still couldn't fall asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the car stopped slowly.

"Chen Que, we're here." Brother Gao's voice reached his ears.

"Hmm." His voice became hoarse.

Chen Que tapped his temple twice and walked into the training room.

"Wow, you took a promotional photo and dyed your hair?" Chijia looked back at him, "It's pretty trendy, this grape color."

Chen Que ignored him, bent down and took the cup he had placed beside the display screen, walked to the water dispenser and took a cup of hot water, now he didn't need Gu Mingyi to coax him to drink it, he consciously made a cup of cold water Ling, holding a cup with both hands to drink medicine.

After returning to the training room, he sat on his own chair and leaned his head against the back of the chair. The computer that was not turned on was dark, reflecting his frail appearance.

The steam from the cup made his cheeks flush abnormally, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Chen Que almost never sat on a chair without turning on the computer. Gu Mingyi sensed something was wrong, took off half of the earphones and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Chen Que drank the last bit of medicine at the bottom of the cup and put the cup back on the table.

His voice was dry: "I'm tired, go to bed first."

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the training room and went upstairs. Without changing his clothes, he lay on the bed curled up under the quilt, trying to reduce the pain in his temples, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

He sank between sobriety and drowsiness, and there was a ray of light wrapped in a misty voice coming from a trance.

"He has a fever. Is there a doctor at the club? Can you come over and give him a bottle?"

The voice floated in the air, with a hint of strangeness in the familiarity.

In a daze, the side of the bed sank, and someone sat on the side of his bed, with a warm hand on his forehead.

"What did he do today? Why did he suddenly have such a high fever?"

"In that promotional video, his part went into the water and was soaked in the water for a while."

Gu Mingyi gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said distressedly: "...he started to catch a cold two days ago."

"Hey, I didn't think of it before I went." Brother Gao's voice was a little self-blaming.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps coming from far and near.

"Single has a fever?" The doctor skillfully took out the bottle and iodophor.

Gu Mingyi gently rubbed Chen Que's frowning brows, reached into the quilt and took out one of his hands.

Disinfection, bandages, needles.

Holding the bottle, Gu Mingyi watched as the doctor took out a folded hanger from the box, unfolded it quickly, and hung the bottle on it.

"There are three bottles in total. I'll keep them here. I'm afraid that you will forget to change the bottle after you fall asleep later." The doctor said.

Gu Mingyi held Gu Mingyi's injection hand: "Let me do it."

"Would you?" asked the doctor.

Gu Mingyi nodded: "My mother was often sick when I was abroad."

The doctor pondered for a while, then nodded: "Alright then, don't fall asleep."

After tossing for a while, the room fell into silence again. Gu Mingyi held Chen Que's hand that was getting cold because of the liquid medicine flowing into it, and passed the temperature of his palm to it.

Chen Que's forehead was constantly sweating coldly, and his bangs were wet, sticking to his forehead in strands.

Gu Mingyi put his hand on the quilt, got up and went to his room to get a towel, and when he came back, he held Chen Que's hand in one hand, and wiped off the sweat on his forehead with the towel in the other hand.

The only sounds in the room were the breathing of the two of them and the ticking of the bottle.

It took more than two hours after the three bottles of medicine were finished, and when there was only a little left in the last bottle, Gu Mingyi raised his hand to touch Chen Que's pale face.

"The needle is pulled out." He said softly.

Gu Mingyi moved skillfully and neatly. After tearing off the adhesive strip used to fix it, he pressed the back of his hand and pulled out the needle very quickly.

He pressed the injection site for a while, and let go after making sure that there would be no bleeding.

"Hmm..." Chen Que, who had lost his heat source, raised his hand in a daze and tried to grab that hand.

"I'll pack up the medicine bottle, wait for me later." Gu Mingyi hooked his fingers, moved the bracket and the empty medicine bottle aside at a faster speed.

After doing this, Gu Mingyi supported his head and used his forehead to measure the temperature of Chen Que's forehead.

The two of them were very close, breathing intertwined.

Chen Que's lips were a little chapped, and he looked very fragile.

Gu Mingyi's breathing became disordered for a moment, he raised his head slightly, and opened the distance between the foreheads of the two of them. He stroked Chen Que's cheek with one hand, and with a barely audible sigh, he pressed his lips together, and let out an extreme sigh. light kiss.

After he backed away, Chen Que's hoarse voice reached his ears.

"Brother, why...don't you reply to my message?"

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Discussed with the editor, this article will enter V on January 1~ Please don’t fatten me QAQ

V was updated at 11:[-] in the first three days, and after the clip was updated at [-]:[-] pm that day, it began to be stable and double-updated from [-] to [-] days~