The police academy team is also giving me a haircut today

Nagasawa Yuki couldn't help shivering with the sensation of cold and heat.

To be on the safe side, although he probably had a fever successfully, Nagasawa Yuki still blew cold air for a while before turning off the hair dryer.

"Ah!" As soon as he stuffed the changed wet clothes into the washing machine, Nagasawa Yuki couldn't help but sneezed, he couldn't help sniffing his nose, and then he felt the nasal cavity from unobstructed to blocked of stagnation.

"...Is that all right?" The continuously rising heat felt like the tide of the tide baking Nagasawa Yuki's cheeks, but his body felt cold.

Well, when Nagasawa Yuki fell on the bed with one foot deep and one shallow foot, he faintly had a strange association.

Could his brain be able to fry an egg now?

The inexplicable thoughts in Nagasawa Yuki's head burst out one after another like bubbles.

Probably... No way?

... without oil.. it will burn the pan...

The fluffy pillow was crumpled by Nagasawa Yuki's wet hair, his thinking gradually slowed down... gradually went blank.

The world is dizzy and narrow, and finally converges into a ray of meaningless white light at the moment of black and white exchange, and finally completely submerged in darkness.

Nagasawa Yuki's consciousness gradually...chaotic...

...falling...

...

In the space of consciousness, Zhu Fu Jingguang waited for a long time but still did not hear any sound, and the screen in front of him was still gray and did not reflect half of the scene.

"Yuki...?"

As if isolated in another world, the sound waves echoed empty in the space, spreading but no one responded.

Zhu Fu Jingguang staying in the space of consciousness has no concept of time, no scale, no rhythm of biological activities, his perception of time has been completely lost after being cut off from the perception of the outside world.

How long has passed, a few minutes, a dozen minutes, or a few 10 minutes?

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't know what happened

He can only remember that he and Nagasawa Yuki went shopping for daily necessities.

Then, when he woke up, he found that Nagasawa Yuki, who had always avoided getting himself into the dark and incapacitated, seemed to be in a dark and narrow room.

Before Zhu Fu Jingguang could figure out how long he had been unconscious, Nagasawa Yuki cut off their empathy.

Although he had a lot of questions, seeing that Nagasawa Yuki didn't seem to want to talk to him for the time being, he thoughtfully chose to wait.

Now that Nagasawa Yuki has not intended to contact him for a long time, Zhu Fujingguang can't sit still.

A thought flashed through Zhu Fu Jingguang's mind, if only he could gain control of his body now.

As soon as he thought about it, he felt a familiar sense of dizziness sweeping through his whole body.For a moment of trance, Zhu Fu Jingguang felt as if he was lying on some soft object.

"This is...the bedroom?" When Zhu Fu Jingguang opened his eyes, he saw the bright lights above his head. Judging from the familiar layout around him, he should be lying on the bed in the bedroom right now.

Zhu Fujingguang's first reaction was to call Yuxi's name: "Yuxi? Can you hear me?"

no respond.

Zhu Fu Jingguang felt that his limbs were limp and weak, his head was hot as if it was on fire, and even though he was wrapped tightly in the quilt, he still felt chills all over his body.

"Is this... a fever?"

Realizing this possibility, Zhu Fujing Guangqiang got up from the bed, found the thermometer in the bedside table and stuck it under his arm.

After finishing this series of actions, Zhu Fu Jingguang had to sit down on the edge of the bed to rest due to a sense of dizziness.

He put one hand on his forehead, and his hands were wet.At first, Zhu Fu Jingguang thought it was sweat caused by a high fever, but he realized the problem when his fingers touched the cold and damp temples beside his ears.

Yuuki's hair, why does it seem to be wet? ?

"Nagasawa Yuki?" Zhu Fu Jingguang's tone turned cold, "Is this how you take care of yourself?"

Quiet in his mind, Nagasawa Yuki, who has been resisting and unwilling to communicate since he woke up, still did not speak.

But Zhu Fujingguang knew that Nagasawa Yuki would definitely be able to hear it.

He took a deep breath, calmed down, and said in a slow voice, "Speak."

"....I am here."

Nagasawa Yuki, who was nestled on the sofa in the consciousness space, could hear the seriousness in Zhu Fu Jingguang's tone, and he knew that if he kept silent, Jing Guang would really get angry.

"Do you have anything to explain?" Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at the time and asked calmly, "Why don't you dry your hair while you have a fever?"

"I have a headache." After speaking, Nagasawa Yuki was afraid that Zhu Fujingguang would not understand, so he added: "I have been blowing it up, so I don't want to blow it up.

"If you don't blow your hair, of course you will have a headache!"

Zhu Fujingguang's brain hurt instantly, and all doubts and confusions were left behind by the worrying police officer.

His mind is now full of thoughts of rushing into the consciousness space, picking up the little brat who doesn't know how to cherish himself, and beating him up violently.

No... Violence against disobedient children only makes the problem worse.

After Zhu Fu Jingguang calmed down the rising emotions repeatedly in his heart, he sighed with a headache.

As a mature adult, instead of venting and condemning, what he should do is to be patient and guide slowly.