Why can't the main male protagonist get rid of it?

Even light rain in late autumn was bitterly cold, and the wind made people's bones ache. Ye Xingze wore a thick coat, came out of the office building, walked to the car with an umbrella, and felt a little better after sitting in the car.

It's already seven o'clock, and Ye Xingze drove past the gate of the high school slowly. There was no one on the street. Drenched in rain.

Ye Xingze drove forward, and when he passed the bus stop, he saw a person standing inside, wearing a high school uniform and carrying a ♂ style backpack, standing under the shed of the bus stop, the light rain was blown in by the strong wind, leaving only the soles of his feet There was a big strip of dry ground, and the boy stood sideways inside, still getting wet inevitably.

Ye Xingze stopped the car slowly, and saw the boy's face through the car window and the small rain curtain. It was Mu Xihe, and they hadn't seen each other for three days. The students who went to school at 08 o'clock and the president who got off work at 30:[-], It's normal not to touch it.

"Xihe?" Ye Xingze yelled, seeing the boy looking over, opened the umbrella and got out of the car, walked to the boy, "Let's go, get in the car first."

"Brother Xingze." Mu Xihe noticed that Ye Xingze's big hand was pulling his wrist, and the continuous heat was transmitted to his skin through the wet and cold jacket. Ye Xingze got into the car with all his strength.

Ye Xingze looked at the drenched appearance of the young man, turned up the temperature in the car a little, and took out a towel from the locker in the car, "Wipe it quickly, why are you waiting there alone?"

Mu Xihe took the towel obediently, and replied, "The teacher dragged on for a while, and it's my turn to wipe the blackboard today, so I'm a little late."

Ye Xingze leaned forward to help Mu Xihe fasten his seat belt, and touched the back of Mu Xihe's hand. The cold Ye Xingze was shocked. He was busy getting in the car just now, but he didn't notice that Mu Xihe was so cold. Ye Xingze grabbed Mu Xihe He's wrist, fingers poked in along the cuff, and frowned, "It's already October, why do you only wear so little?"

Mu Xihe only wore half sleeves under his school uniform, Ye Xingze's fingertips touched his skin, Mu Xihe endured the trembling, and let Ye Xingze grope inside.

"It was quite warm when I went out in the morning, but I didn't expect it to rain." said Mu Xihe who had read the weather forecast the night before.

Ye Xingze sighed, took off his overcoat, and covered Mu Xihe, the car was very well heated, and Ye Xingze felt a little hot just wearing his overcoat, so he just took off his overcoat and told Mu Xihe, "Why don't you call me? "

The khaki coat carried the body temperature of a man, and tightly wrapped Mu Xihe's body. The coat was so long that it could hang down to the ground when Mu Xihe was sitting. Mu Xihe seemed to be afraid of the cold and pulled the coat Li shrank his head and replied, "We've only known each other for a few days, so I'm afraid to trouble you."

"Where is there so much trouble? If I leave work early today, what will you do?" Ye Xingze started the car slowly, thinking that this person invited him to supper on the first night he met, why didn't he think that he had just met at that time.

"Take the bus." Mu Xihe, who had watched the two buses stop and drive away in silence, replied, his head was still tucked into the collar of his coat, and he quietly buried himself in Ye Xingze's scent Li, and said, "What you said before, I just met, so it's not easy to call you."

"..." Ye Xingze inexplicably sensed a sense of grievance and accusation, and made him laugh, "How can it be the same?"

"You don't accept my supper, and you teach me not to let people I just met come into the house at night, how can I have the nerve to call you?" Mu Xihe's voice was muffled, and the warm environment and reassuring smell made her feel Mu Xihe felt a little sleepy, and he whispered in a low voice, which was kind of cute.

"It's my fault?" Ye Xingze paid attention to the road conditions ahead, but luckily it was raining today and there were no vehicles on the street. Hearing Mu Xihe's complaint, he couldn't laugh or cry.

He didn't hear the sound for a long while, so he tilted his head and looked over. Mu Xihe had already fallen asleep wrapped in his coat. The khaki coat covered the boy's nose and mouth, making his face fair and cute.

When they got home, Mu Xihe didn't wake up, but fell into a deeper sleep. It seemed that he hadn't slept well before, but today he slept enough. Ye Xingze walked around to the co-pilot and reached out to take his coat away, but found that The boy's hands were tightly clutching the coat, Ye Xingze couldn't wake him up, so after unfastening his seat belt, he carried Mu Xihe out of the car.

Then Ye Xingze felt the warmth from the boy's body to his arms, and Ye Xingze noticed that Mu Xihe's cheeks were extremely red.

Both arms were occupied, so Ye Xingze had to lower his head to touch Mu Xihe's forehead. Mu Xihe's breath sprayed on Ye Xingze's face, it was hot and urgent, and his forehead was also scorching hot, he must have a fever.

Ye Xingze hurried home, but he didn't notice that the person in his arms hummed twice.

In fact, Mu Xihe was already a little confused by the burn. Ye Xingze gave him his overcoat, and he was wearing only a shirt. After getting out of the car, the wind blown it through quickly, and he could feel the comfortable coolness when rubbing his hot cheeks. Xihe dazedly rubbed lightly twice, and then felt approached.

A forehead with the same temperature as the shirt touched his forehead. Mu Xihe regained consciousness a little, and quickly realized that he didn't open his eyes. Ye Xingze's intimacy with him was very little, and he didn't want to be alarmed.

After Ye Xingze left, Mu Xihe restrained his desire to get close, but greedily rubbed Ye Xingze's shirt again.

Then fell asleep again.

Ye Xingze didn't know anything about this, he just thought it was Mu Xihe who was suffering from the burning. Ye Xingze took him back to his home, first changed Mu Xihe's soaked clothes, stuffed him under the quilt, and then called his assistant to wake him up. Call and ask the assistant to call a doctor over.

After the doctor came, he treated Mu Xihe briefly, gave him another injection, and finally prescribed some medicine. He told him that when he woke up tomorrow, he would take the medicine half an hour after meals, and he should be almost fine.

It was almost nine o'clock when Ye Xingze sent the doctor out. Ye Xingze yawned and tucked Mu Xihe's quilt up. Like having a bad dream, some meaningless bytes came out of his mouth.

Ye Xingze probed his ears and didn't hear anything, so he stretched out his hand to touch Mu Xihe's eyebrows, rubbing them with some strength to comfort Mu Xihe, the eyebrows stretched, Ye Xingze withdrew his hand, and gently closed the door, left.

Didn't notice that shortly after he left, Mu Xihe's brows were wrinkled again, and the muttering in his mouth became more and more clear:

"Ye Xingze, don't leave me alone..."

Mu Xihe woke up the next day and found himself in a strange room with clean pajamas on his body. Thinking of the situation before falling asleep, he realized that he was at Ye Xingze's house. Mu Xihe lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed. Suddenly, I could feel a strange pain.

Mu Xihe thought back and confirmed that he was not injured last night, why did it hurt?

Ye Xingze just opened the door and came in.

Seeing Mu Xihe froze there awkwardly, Ye Xingze put the takeaway box in his hand on the table, and said, "Yesterday the doctor gave you an injection, and you'll be fine after a day of pain."

"Injection?" Mu Xihe looked at Ye Xingze, realized that the pajamas on his body were changed by Ye Xingze, and the tip of his ear was burning red, and then noticed Ye Xingze's injection, Mu Xihe's expression cracked, "Here?"

"Of course the injection was there, otherwise where would it be?" Ye Xingze said casually, taking out the porridge he bought from the takeaway box, without seeing Mu Xihe's expression.

So, last night, under Ye Xingze's nose, he took off his pants and got an injection in his ass?

This--Mu Xihe, who had recently become calm, couldn't keep calm, and quickly lay down enduring the pain, and retracted his head into the quilt.

"Why are you lying down again?" Ye Xingze turned around and called Mu Xihe to eat, and saw the boy tucked into the quilt again.

"Where were you when I got the injection last night?" Mu Xihe lifted the quilt a little to expose his face, and asked with a glimmer of hope.

Ye Xingze quickly realized what Mu Xihe was awkward about. Ye Xingze smiled and teased at this age, "I feel embarrassed, what's the matter, I changed your pajamas, if it wasn't for you It was pretty quiet last night, and there was no fuss, normally, you should lie in my arms."

Mu Xihe imagined following Ye Xingze's words, but the imagination didn't quite come out, but Ye Xingze's wicked thoughts arose, and he took his mobile phone and searched for a picture for Mu Xihe, a picture of a child lying in the arms of his parents for an injection, afraid that the child The child was struggling, and the parents firmly clamped the child's legs with their legs, held the child with one hand, and helped control the pants with the other hand, so that the doctor could move easily.

Mu Xihe automatically substituted himself and Ye Xingze: "..."

The child in the picture is only five or six years old. There is nothing wrong with this picture, but Mu Xihe is already 16 years old: "..."

The color and temperature of Mu Xihe's face can already be compared with yesterday when he had a fever, but he knew it wasn't because of a fever this time, the boy buried himself in the quilt again.

Ye Xingze laughed happily.

After this fever incident passed, Mu Xihe could feel that Ye Xingze was getting closer to him. He would often drop by to pick him up after school, and he had more meals together. This was originally Mu Xihe's goal. I hope that Ye Xingze can pay more attention to him, and quickly shorten the distance between the two of them. It is obviously beyond expectations, but Mu Xihe still doesn't want to talk when he recalls the details.

It may be that Mu Xihe wanted to forget that memory too much, which caused Mu Xihe to have a dream that day.

He dreamed that he and Ye Xingze were really posing in the pose in the picture. He was lying in Ye Xingze's arms, his legs were firmly restrained, but the half-faded pants in reality were completely removed in the dream. , the needle was replaced by Ye Xingze's finger, and the inserted part was replaced by...

Mu Xihe's breathing became a little short, his face was flushed, he opened his mouth slightly to breathe, his legs were clamped and then opened in his sleep...

When he was awakened by the alarm clock, Mu Xihe could feel his back was profusely sweating, and the morning wind was blowing in through the window, causing a chill.

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