Rejecting the Big Shot

Bo Xiyun was silent for a while.

Xu Xinyi knew that he didn't have a letter, so she continued.

"Yunshen, that day was the first time for the competition team to have a weekly break. Almost all the students went out, only you went to study in the building. When I climbed the stairs to find you, I happened to see Senior Yi in the stairwell."

"Because I was thinking about confessing to you, I didn't think about it, so I went to the classroom to find you. But after we talked, we left the classroom and went to the corridor. If Senior Yi had been in the building, he might have heard us. dialogue."

Bo Xiyun listened and took a sip of water quietly.

After the other party finished speaking, he said, "I understand what you mean."

It was indeed very quiet in the building that day, so it was not surprising that Yi Zhongshen would notice the movement of the two of them.

"But if the senior really heard it that day, it wouldn't mean anything. Not to mention who he likes."

You didn't understand what I meant, Xu Xinyi couldn't help but want to complain.

It was a rare day for the competition team to rest, and the entire building was almost empty, and Yi Zhongshen had no reason to go there.

Who knows if he went there because of Bo Xiyun?

But to say that is a bit presumptuous.Xu Xinyi didn't really say anything, but only mentioned the most direct evidence.

"These days of the winter camp, senior Yi Zhongshen's attitude towards you is so different from that of other people. Doesn't this explain his feelings for you?"

Bo Xiyun laughed.

"That's because we might go to the same university later on."

All along, the seniors have treated him like a junior.

Xu Xinyi: "..."

Xu Xinyi sighed faintly, and finally said nothing more.

Bo Xiyun only felt that Xu Xinyi was still angry because of the [-] sets of tutoring books.

Therefore, he comforted Xu Xinyi in turn.

"Eighteen sets are definitely too much. You can choose a set of books to try and see if it works."

"The seniors are really good at instructing people, and they are also very targeted. I have benefited a lot from listening to his teachings when I was in the competition team, and I am still the same now."

The phone was silent for two seconds, and then, Bo Xiyun's WeChat message vibrated, and there was an extra emoji in the message from Xu Xinyi.

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Xu Xinyi's sigh was weak.

"God Yun, you only want to study in your heart."

Bao Xiyun comforted her a few more words, Xu Xinyi was sleepy, but finally agreed, and read the [-] sets of tutorial books honestly.

By the time the phone was hung up, it was already time for the scheduled wash.

After tidying up, Bo Xiyun went to rest according to the schedule.

The next day was still full of study, the only difference from before was that Bo Xiyun made two extra trips to the office building after class.

He was also thinking about the situation of his seniors.

Yi Zhongshen didn't show any signs of abnormality, and seeing this, Bo Xiyun was a little relieved.

In fact, even on Saturday, when he was in the worst condition, Yi Zhongshen's appearance was almost invisible.

That day, not only did Gu Sheng realize later, even when Yi Zhongshen was at school in the morning, none of his classmates or teachers noticed anything.

Only Bo Xiyun asked him.

"Is the senior not feeling well?"

Bo Xiyun noticed that the senior seemed to be very patient.

Bo Xiyun went to the office twice, and was fed twice.The first time was a cup of hot drink. Yi Zhongshen said that he ordered too much and couldn't drink it, so he gave it to Bo Xiyun.

The second time was a big bag of marshmallows, and Yi Zhongshen said that it was too much for one person to finish.

Although Bo Xiyun didn't understand why the senior's stuff was always over the quota, he thought, the senior is still a sick person now, it's normal to want to buy things when he's in a bad mood.

So I didn't think there was anything wrong.

But Bo Xiyun refused to accept the oversized pack of fruit candies, and finally took only one and ran away.

Back in the classroom, Bo Xiyun was still panting a little because he ran so fast just now.

He stopped at the door to support the frame, and was about to calm down when he heard voices in the classroom.

It's the end of get out of class time, and the class seems to be distributing something. What Bo Xiyun heard happened to be the conversation between Bai Xiu and the class representative.

Bai Xiu: "This one belongs to me, um. And this one belongs to my brother, I'll take it for him."

The classroom was not noisy, so many people heard Bai Xiu's words.

When everyone looked up again and saw Bo Xiyun standing at the door of the classroom, they became even more silent.

The main reason is that Bai Xiu's title is really unexpected.

He... brother?

Sensing the strangeness of his classmates, Bai Xiu raised his head and saw Bo Xiyun at the door.

Bai Xiu smiled, and put a test paper in his hand on Bo Xiyun's desk. Among the students with subtle expressions, he was the most indifferent one.

"elder brother."

Bai Xiu called out again.

The expressions of the students became even weirder.

How many days have passed since the Bai family made such a big commotion and kicked Bo Xiyun out of the house?

Why do you call him brother?

Before Bo Xiyun could say anything, Bai Xiu smiled and said.

"Brother, have you forgotten that we are still related by blood?"

Bo Xiyun still remembered this.

Bai Xiu's biological mother is Bai Gelei's predecessor, Liu Ran.

And Bo Xiyun's dead parents were also distant relatives of the Liu family.

After all, the two were indeed related by blood.

This "brother" is not wrong.

It's just that it's not necessary.

Bo Xiyun shook her head: "They're all classmates, just call them by name."

Bai Xiu pursed his lips, put away his test paper, and walked to the door in a few steps.

He said to Bo Xiyun, "I have something to tell you."

There are so many people in the classroom, it is not a good place to talk, the two walked out of the teaching building and went to a remote corner sheltered from the wind.

Bo Xiyun asked: "What's the matter?"

Bai Xiu looked at him with a slightly disappointed expression.

He asked in a low voice, "brother, don't you even remember?"

Bo Xiyun blinked, a question mark obviously appeared on her fair and beautiful face.

"?"

Bai Xiu took a low breath: "I was born with asthma. I grew up in medicine jars, and I have been running around to see a doctor since I was a child."

Bo Xiyun knew this.

Bai Xiu's asthma is hereditary, the same as his biological mother Liu Ran.

Before, Bai Xiuhui was brought back by the Bai family because the Liu family took a child out to see asthma, and Bai Gelei discovered the clue.

Even now, after being taken back by the Bai family for so many days, Bai Xiu's complexion still looks a little pale, and he is a bit thin.

Bai Xiudao: "When I was young, I was very weak and often had asthma attacks without warning, so I must have someone to take care of me. But my uncle and grandpa both have jobs, and sometimes they are too busy, so they will ask Uncle Bo and the others to come over for help. Watch out for me."

Bo Xiyun listened quietly, and continued to wait for the part related to herself.

"When Uncle Bo and the others come, they sometimes bring you here." Bai Xiu looked at him and said, "It was about when we were three or four years old...do you remember?"

Bo Xiyun was silent.

He really doesn't remember.

When Bo Xiyun woke up from a high fever, his memory was a little confused, let alone what happened so many years ago.

But if counted by time, Bai Gelei went to his ex-wife Liu's house to get their children back about thirteen or four years ago.

Before she was four years old, Bo Xiyun might have met Bai Xiu.

Seeing Bo Xiyun's reaction, Bai Xiu also guessed the result, he shook his head and smiled again.

"It's probably because I have too few opportunities to go out, and even fewer people of the same age who I can play with, so I have a particularly deep memory of you."

"At that time, you were not much older than me, but you would help me get medicine and take care of me... Coaxed me and said, brother is not bitter, eat candy after drinking."

While talking, Bai Xiu took another breath.

It took him a long time to calm down his emotions and tone.

Bai Xiu lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "So, in my heart, I still think you are my brother."

His voice and expression were sincere.

"What happened just now, I'm sorry, if you don't like this name, I won't call it in the future."

Bo Xiyun looked at the other party, and said in a slower tone.

"Don't call me that, just my first name."

He explained: "If Mr. Bai heard it, he might not be happy."

Bai Xiu replied softly: "Okay."

He asked, "Then can I call you Xiyun?"

Bo Xiyun said: "It's up to you."

Although he is still not familiar with Bai Xiu, but after spending so many years with Wu Ying, Bo Xiyun didn't want to affect his impression of Bai Xiu because of Bai Gelei.

As long as Bai Xiu is not Bai Gelei's personality.

They get along just fine.

After talking about the past, Bai Xiu seemed to relax a lot, and when he asked Bo Xiyun about it, his expression became more natural.

In fact, the students were also curious about their affairs, but seeing that the two of them had no special reaction, the discussion gradually subsided.

The study and life of the winter camp gradually became smoother and more stable.

It's just that Bo Xiyun's peace was broken when he returned to the hotel one day.

Since the afternoon of this day, Bo Xiyun has not seen Yi Zhongshen.During dinner in the evening, he received a message. Yi Zhongshen said that he had something to do and would come back tomorrow.

Evening self-study, Yi Zhongshen did not come.

After Bo Xiyun finished his class and returned to the hotel at night, he deliberately went to look at the senior's room, wondering if the other party was still busy.

Just as she passed by the door of the senior's room, Bo Xiyun heard movement from the other side.

It seems that someone is arguing about something.

The three of them still lived in the room they had originally reserved, and not far from the room was a semi-open-air rooftop.

The sound was coming from the rooftop.

Bo Xiyun stood on tiptoe and looked out from the glass window above the roof door.

The two people standing on the roof were Gu Sheng and Yi Zhongshen.

Gu Sheng turned his back to the door and couldn't see his expression, but it could be seen from his voice and movements that the boy changed his usual gentleness and was very excited.

"How long has it been? It started when you stayed up for the exam week, right?... This is not staying up all night at all, you are trying your best!"

Through a door, the voice on the rooftop could not be heard clearly, but Gu Sheng raised his voice because of his excitement, so the voice came intermittently.

"I know you always think it's a psychological problem, not an organic disease, and you don't want to see it. But if you keep procrastinating like this, sooner or later there will be an irreversible day."

"Before I came, Aunt Su told me, please take care of your situation. How can I explain to Aunt Su when you are like this?"

Bo Xiyun froze by the door.

He didn't intend to eavesdrop at first, Bo Xiyun used to be a character who would politely avoid even others calling, but now, what Gu Sheng said made it difficult for him to move away.

What's wrong, senior?

Bo Xiyun recalled Yi Zhongshen's strange behavior at the weekend.

...Is the senior sick?

Bo Xiyun was a little dazed. He stood outside the roof gate, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

At this moment, the voices on the rooftop suddenly stopped.

Bo Xiyun raised her eyes, and through the glass, she was facing Shang Yi Zhongshen's eyes as deep as an abyss.

It seemed that whenever Yi Zhongshen saw Bo Xiyun's gaze, he would always be aware of it immediately, and would always pass through layers of crowds and barriers, and look over without blinking.

Because of Yi Zhongshen's gaze, Gu Sheng turned his head and saw Bo Xiyun outside the door, and his unfinished words stopped abruptly.

Bo Xiyun pursed her dry thin lips, opened the door, and walked up to the rooftop.

"Feel sorry……"

As soon as he took a step, a boy not far away had already walked over.

"There is wind." Yi Zhong looked down at him deeply, and said in a low voice, "Go to the room and talk."

Bo Xiyun looked up at him, was brought back indoors, and went to Yi Zhongshen's room.

Gu Sheng heaved a long sigh and followed.

After entering the door, Bo Xiyun tightened her fingertips, grabbed the strap of the shoulder bag, and said again.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have eavesdropped on the seniors saying..."

Before he finished speaking, the schoolbag on his shoulder was picked up before he had time to take it off.

Yi Zhongshen took his schoolbag and put it on the chair where Bo Xiyun used to sit when he came over.

"no need to say sorry."

Gu Sheng also waved his hand, walked to the side, and sat down.

"There's no need to hide this from you."

Bo Xiyun asked: "What's wrong, senior?"

He looked at Yi Zhongshen, until this moment, the boy's appearance was still the same, except that his face was a little cold, and the blood on his lips was gone.

Yi Zhongshen asked the child to sit on another soft chair.

"Some old illnesses, nothing serious."

Bo Xiyun went to look at Gu Sheng again, Gu Sheng rubbed his face, and stroked his forehead with the heels of his palms.

Because he was too excited to speak just now, his voice was a little hoarse.

"Stress skin condition, he hasn't slept in almost a month."

Bo Xiyun opened his eyes suddenly, and said in shock.

"...a month?!"

Being watched by him, Yi Zhongshen finally lowered his voice, as if feeling a little helpless.

"It's not that I can't sleep, I just didn't sleep well."

Gu Sheng said from the side.

"This kind of stress disorder itself requires rest. If you don't have enough rest, you will have frequent attacks. Once you attack, it will be itchy and painful, from the skin to the flesh and bones. The tossing makes people even more unable to sleep."

Bo Xiyun's already light lips gradually became paler and almost lost all color. He opened and closed his lips several times before he asked a question.

"Then how... how can I relieve it?"

Gu Sheng propped his elbows on his knees, rubbed his forehead again, and said, "I'm going to the hospital, but he doesn't want to go, because he thinks the treatment will take too much time, and it will delay work."

From the day Yi Zhongshen first came to Q City, Gu Sheng had reminded him of his allergies.But to this day, he has not been able to persuade.

"It's better for him to be beaten unconscious by a stick now, and to sleep, than to suffer like this."

Bo Xiyun looked at Yi Zhongshen: "Senior."

Yi Zhong pursed his thin lips slightly, lowered his eyes, and rarely looked back at him.

"No matter how busy you are, you can't ignore your body," Bo Xiyun said softly, "We all know that even if you can't finish your studies, you can't break your body."

Yi Zhongshen's chest heaved slightly, and he finally raised his eyes.

"it is good."

Gu Sheng looked at him suspiciously, obviously he still didn't believe that he was so good at persuasion, and suspected that there was something else to say.

Yi Zhongshen seemed to have really changed his attitude.

"Don't worry the seniors anymore."

Bo Xiyun's eyes lighted up slightly, and the already beautiful and round eyes became even more shocking: "Really?"

Yi Zhongshen replied again: "En."

Bo Xiyun's suppressed emotions finally recovered, and he couldn't help asking: "Can this kind of disease be seen in City Q? Do you want to go back to City B and go to the Capital Hospital?"

"Need not."

Yi Zhongshen denied it in an instant, without any hesitation.

"There is also a doctor here, I will contact you later."

"Don't wait any longer," Gu Sheng stood up straight away, "I'm going to make an appointment now, and get an expert number tomorrow morning."

If it wasn't for the fact that the expert didn't have an emergency call at night, he would have gone there now.

Gu Sheng got up to call the doctor, and did not forget to give some advice before leaving.

"Xiyun, stay here with your senior for a while, and I'll be back when I make an appointment."

It seemed that he was afraid that Yi Zhongshen would go back on his word and would never find anyone again when he came back.

Bo Xiyun immediately agreed.

After Gu Sheng left, Bo Xiyun looked around the room. He was thinking about something when he heard Yi Zhongshen say.

"It's a congenital immune problem. It's not serious. I had typhoid fever last June, plus the college entrance examination, the pressure increased, and I had a stress reaction. Gu Sheng has seen it before, so he reacted a bit too much this time."

Bo Xiyun looked at him, and obviously didn't believe that "not serious".

Yi Zhongshen said: "It's an exaggeration not to be able to sleep for a month, I'm not made of iron."

Bo Xiyun thought to himself.

That means not sleeping well for a month.

He looked around and then at Yi Zhongshen.

"Senior, otherwise, don't sit down and change to a more relaxed position."

Bo Xiyun was still thinking about what Gu Sheng said that Yi Zhongshen didn't sleep well. If it was true that he didn't have enough rest, the senior must be very tired now.

And Yi Zhongshen's sitting posture is extremely solemn on weekdays. Even now, he still habitually erects his shoulders and neck, and his back is straight.

Not really a relaxed state.

Yi Zhongshen didn't object.

In the end, he half leaned on the sofa, and Bo Xiyun moved a soft chair and sat beside the sofa.

Even the lights in the room were dimmed and replaced with a soft and yellow bedtime mode - Bo Xiyun caught a glimpse of bloodshot eyes in the senior's eyes, and the bright white light would definitely make it hard for people to relax.

The air conditioner was running quietly, and the warm air was blowing gently in the room.

Under the soft halo, in a corner of the sofa, the two sat facing each other.

The boy lowered his head, looked at Yi Zhongshen's arm, and asked softly.

"The part where the stress is activated is the forearm?"

Outside the roof gate before, he saw Gu Sheng pointing at Yi Zhongshen's right arm, and during the conversation just now, the senior's elbow did indeed feel a little stiff.

Sure enough, Yi Zhongshen responded, "Yes."

Bao Xiyun bit her lip, looked at the arm wrapped in the dark shirt for a while, then looked up at Yi Zhongshen.

Yi Zhongshen really had no way to deal with the child's gaze at the moment.

He raised his hand to undo the cuff buttons, and rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, revealing his tight and powerful forearms with muscular outlines.

The vision under the night light is not clear, but it can be seen that Yi Zhongshen's arm has no abnormalities such as rash and swelling.

It's just that the skin color of his forearm is not as cold as usual, but now it looks slightly dark red, more like the skin color that has become hot after exercise.

And even without the conspicuous and terrifying rash, Bo Xiyun could still see the obviously tense muscle lines of the other party.

On the tight arms, it seems that even the blue blood vessels and tendons are slightly protruding.

Bo Xiyun asked softly.

"Is it still hurting?"

He gradually discovered a little knack. When asking a key question, he had to raise his eyes and look at Yi Zhongshen seriously.

Sure enough, the other party was silent for a while, the thin Adam's apple on the neck moved, and he said in a low voice.

"Ah."

Bo Xiyun couldn't help frowning again, and asked.

"Is there any ointment or something that can relieve it?"

Yi Zhong said deeply: "If you don't use ointment, you will become dependent on hormones."

Bo Xiyun nodded, and wrote it down very seriously.

He looked at the outline of blood vessels on Yi Zhongshen's arm for a while, and then asked softly.

"Before then, is there any other way to relax?"

Yi Zhong was silent for a few seconds, and said, "Sometimes I massage to relax the muscles."

Bo Xiyun was also a little shorter than him when she was sitting, she raised her eyes and looked up at him seriously, her thick eyelashes were long and curly.

Looking at it from Yi Zhongshen's point of view, he is even more obedient.

The good boy is still asking seriously: "Do you need a massage? Do you need any special techniques?"

"No need." Yi Zhongshen's chest heaved slowly again, and after changing his tone, he said, "You can press whatever you want."

The boy's expression brightened obviously, but then, Yi Zhongshen said.

"But the surface layer of the skin is itchy, and it will become more itchy after touching it, and it will scratch if you can't control it."

Just now Gu Sheng said that when Yi Zhongshen had an attack, it hurt and itched.

If you can't help but scratch and touch it, it will itch more, and it's harder to suppress than the pain, so it's better not to touch it.

Bo Xiyun frowned slightly.

Wouldn't it be that you can't relieve it by pressing it yourself?

After Yi Zhongshen finished speaking, he looked at the clock beside the table.

"It's late, go to rest."

According to the usual habits, it's time for Bo Xiyun's exercises and washing up.

"I'll just rest for a while."

The teenager sat by the sofa and watched him, but didn't move.

"I know what it's like to not be able to sleep, it's hard, and I'm awake and counting from 1 to 1000. It also takes an average of an hour and a half to fall asleep after I go to bed every day. If I'm not feeling well, falling asleep will be more difficult."

Bo Xiyun's tone was calm, but very persistent.

"It will be even more uncomfortable if you resist, senior, you may need to relax."

Yi Zhong frowned deeply, realizing something was wrong.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Huh? Didn't sleep well." Bo Xiyun said, "I will fall asleep slowly, but I can fall asleep after an hour and a half."

It's been an hour and a half and you haven't slept well?

Isn't this obvious difficulty falling asleep?

"You just said that you are still awake when counting from 1 to 1000."

Yi Zhong asked deeply.

"Then how do you fall asleep every day?"

He was a little concerned that the child would misuse the drug.

Bo Xiyun said: "It's fine to start counting from 1."

When he said this, he didn't feel anything.

But it made people frown.

Bo Xiyun has always been quite self-disciplined.

But it was also unexpected.

Even for things like rest, he is asking himself to do well.

Before Yi Zhongshen could say anything else, Bo Xiyun had brought back the original topic.

"Senior, I just thought that if you massage yourself, you may get injured due to losing control of your strength."

He is still seriously thinking about Yi Zhongshen.

"What if you use external force to relax the muscles?"

Bo Xiyun asked: "Have you tried a massager, or let other people massage?"

When the boy said this, his white fingers resting on his knee were only a palm away from Yi Zhongshen's arm.

Even under the warm light of the dim yellow night light, there was still a little difference in tone between the slender white and slender fingers and the naked tight forearm.

Perhaps it was because they were too close, Yi Zhongshen's tense arm muscles could even faintly feel the slender and cool soft touch.

Yi Zhongshen's protruding thin tendons on the back of his hands moved, and his eyes dimmed slightly.

The boy just mentioned it casually, without any other intention.

But he had no idea.

I have a far more dangerous addiction than hormones.

"No."

Yi Zhongshen's voice was low and astringent, and his arms, which were already overheated, tensed even more.

But those originally annoying itches on the skin and flesh seemed to suddenly become much more insensitive because of the unspoken feelings.

probably.

It is always hard to resist the itching of the body.

Yi Zhong moved his elbow deeply, and was about to retract his bare forearm, away from the dangerous source of addiction.

The white fingertips suddenly got closer to him.

"Perhaps controlling the intensity of the massage can not only relax the muscles, but also prevent injuries."

The boy leaned forward, and his soft voice lowered slightly.

After calmly analyzing, he asked the boy carefully.

"Senior, can I try it?"