After dressing as a villain, I and the male protagonist are in HE

"If you like it, you like it. Don't do things that you regret."

Although Qi Cheng didn't want to admit it, he seemed to really like Shen Mo a little bit.

The last dead leaf hanging on the tree branch outside the window swayed in the cold wind, and finally failed to hold on and fell from the tree. The plaster cast on Qi Cheng's hands and feet had been removed, and his slender, white wrist gently Turning around, he looked down at the contact information that had been clicked on the phone screen for a long time.

"..."

"Hello?" The other party didn't know if he just woke up, his voice was hoarse, but it was just a simple word, but it was still very tempting for him to say.

Qi Cheng unconsciously grasped the magazine in his hand, tried to calm down his heart, recalled what Cheng Linian had said to him, and said, "What are you doing?"

"Me?" Shen Mo coughed twice, his voice hoarse again, "I'm sick, brother."

"Ill?!" Qi Cheng opened his eyes slightly, no wonder Shen Mo didn't come over these few days, and he didn't take the initiative to call the other party because of his uneasy emotions, but he really didn't know about it.

"Hmm..." Shen Mo burrowed into the bed again, he didn't even bother to open his eyes, "What's the matter, can you call me for something?"

"It's fine now." Qi Cheng lowered his eyes slightly.

After all, he couldn't invite someone to go out with him when he was sick, bit his lower lip lightly, and Qi Cheng said lightly, "Then take some medicine."

"Where is the medicine?" Shen Mo, who was sore all over, stretched his waist, and said in a lazy voice, as if joking, "Why don't you give me some, huh?"

His voice was a little hoarse, and it was transmitted to Qi Cheng's ears along with the electric current, which made him feel a little pitiful.

Qi Cheng was stunned, but he didn't expect that Shen Mo would take the initiative to bother him about something. It seemed that it started after signing the agreement. Although Shen Mo treated him with an expression of deep affection and no regrets in front of outsiders, in fact, only he himself knew it. Shen Mo, who looks very approachable on the outside, is so indifferent in his heart.

"Huh? Why don't you talk?" Shen Mo waited for a long time and didn't see the other party say anything. He barely opened his eyes and took a look, but found that the phone had been hung up by the other party at some point, "... how much you hate me ah."

Shen Mo helplessly rubbed his swollen and sore temples, his chaotic and powerless brain left him no time to wonder why Qi Cheng suddenly hung up the phone, threw the phone aside randomly, closed his eyes and entered the unconscious mode again .

He seems to have had a lot of dreams, in which he was haunted by female ghosts for a while, chased by a giant dragon and spewed flames for a while, or there was a large group of horrifying zombies behind him, trying to treat him as food. Yi Yi had a normal dream. In the dream, he was lazily lying on the sofa watching TV. It was a very pleasant thing at first, but the doorbell kept ringing, so that he couldn't calm down to enjoy the TV. programme.

Shen Mo frowned, tried to open his eyes, and the slack eyes gradually gathered together, only then did he realize that the doorbell that kept ringing was not because he was dreaming.

"……Who?"

Shen Mo opened the door and rubbed his eyes when he saw the person standing at the door, "Why are you here?"

"...Didn't you ask me to deliver the medicine to you?" Qi Cheng looked at Shen Mo in front of him with a cold face, only wearing simple home clothes, with his black hair hanging down softly, and his pale face. It looked very haggard.

"Didn't I never expect that you could really come here?" Shen Mo leaned halfway against the door frame, with his eyes slightly closed, his body swaying back and forth, as if he was about to fall.

How sick is this? !

Qi Cheng frowned, and stretched out his hand to support him, "How did you make yourself like this?"

"I forgot to close the window when I went to sleep a few days ago," Shen Mo coughed twice, "A few days ago Xue Shen helped me buy some medicine, but it didn't seem to work."

Qi Cheng carefully helped Shen Mo onto the sofa. After looking around, he didn't find Xue Shen's figure. He looked down at Shen Mo who was rubbing his temples, "Where's Xue Shen?"

"I went to class and left early in the morning, so that I haven't been able to eat a bite yet." Shen Mo raised his eyelids and glanced at Qi Cheng, "Why don't you cook something for me?"

He was really pushing his limits a bit.

But seeing the person's pale face and lips slightly peeled due to the fever, Qi Cheng hesitated for a moment and went to the kitchen.

He doesn't know how to eat any complicated food. After thinking for a long time, he finally just cooked some plain porridge. The kitchen was filled with mist, and the water vapor on the casserole rose and then dissipated in the air. Qi Cheng knelt down and watched. Looking at the boy in front of him, with disheveled hair, pale face, and eyes slightly closed because of discomfort, he didn't look like the usual energetic man full of underworld.

"Shen Mo..."

He was slightly lost in thought, looking at the frowning of the boy in front of him, he couldn't help stretching out his hand to help him smooth it out.

"What do you want?"

Sensing the breath in front of him, Shen Mo suddenly opened his eyes, only to see the man squatting in front of him get up in a panic, but because he got up too fast, he couldn't stabilize his body immediately, and was about to fall backwards while shaking.

"careful!"

Shen Mo hurriedly stood up and grabbed the man, but because of his illness, he had no strength, and in the end, both of them couldn't stabilize their bodies, and both fell on the sofa.

"Qi Cheng?" Shen Mo leaned back against the sofa, and forcefully opened his eyes to look at the man on his body. His voice was soft and hoarse, "Didn't you drop your hand? Does it hurt?"

Obviously he caught him as a meat pad, and even couldn't help but groaned because of the violent collision, but the first thing he cared about was him, a person he didn't seem to get along with normally.

The gentleness was foul, the distance between the two of them was too close, the temperature on the boy's body was too hot, and around the nose, his smell was too strong...

Qi Cheng lowered his eyes to look at the arm around his waist, it seemed that even the skin around it began to become hot, "Shen Mo..."

"Huh?" The boy lazily opened his eyes, and the intertwined breaths between each other seemed to be somewhat warm.

Qi Cheng gently raised his body and looked at the boy who was sick. It was obvious that he had a fever, and it was also the one who was confused, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that he was not sober, as if he was drunk. Qi Cheng lowered his head slightly,

"Shen Mo, have you ever heard of a folk prescription?"

"what?"

"When a person is sick, if someone kisses him, the sickness will be transmitted to the other person, and the sick person will get better." Gently twisting the hair on Shen Mo's eyebrows with fingertips, looking from the boy The place between the eyebrows and eyes goes down inch by inch, and finally falls to the soft place of the two petals,

"You're lucky,"

He lowered his head slowly, "I happen to be by your side..."

The white porridge in the kitchen made a dangerous "sizzling" sound. Shen Mo sat on the sofa in a daze, his black hair was messy covering his eyes, and his fingers unconsciously touched the slightly hot lips. It seems to be still attached to it, lingering, unable to dissipate...

Is he burning out, or...

Qi Cheng just really...kissed him? !