Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Ji Fanfan wiped away the tears with the palm of his hand, but wiped more and more. As expected, he was still rejected. He mustered up courage again and again and placed hope, but it was shattered again and again.

Bitter tears ran down his cheeks, he was so sad that he couldn't help himself, he sat down on the ground, hugging his shoulders with both hands, his heart seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

The wind chime on the window sill was still ringing, playing a sad song that belonged to him alone.

Ji Fanfan's eyes were pitifully red, he left the hotel, and before leaving, he sent a message to Fu Zechuan——

"I'll go back first, we all calm down."

He booked the earliest flight back to Yangcheng, and then turned off his mobile phone. He needed to be quiet, and he needed to calm down for a while to rethink the relationship between him and Fu Zechuan.

In just three days, he ran to him happily at the beginning, and finally went back alone in despair.

On the way back, he thought a lot about their initial acquaintance and the things they experienced together. He couldn't figure out why the two people who had clearly promised to be together forever ended up legally cohabiting. not getting agreement...

It was already 10 o'clock at night when he returned to Yangcheng, and he took a ride from the airport listlessly to the rental house in Tongzilou.

He was very hot, even hotter than before. Ji Fanfan knew that his fever still persisted, but he didn't care about it. He fell on the bed, buried his face deeply in the quilt, and blocked all his fragility and sadness .

He was crying in a daze, avoiding everything, he didn't want to think about anything, but couldn't help thinking about it, the dull crying flooded the whole room...

As the sky darkened and dawned again, Ji Fanfan fell into a drowsy sleep, and the disturbing knock on the door kept ringing in the dimness, "Du, Du, Du", one after another, it was very noisy.

Ji Fanfan opened his eyes weakly. He was in extremely poor condition, his lips were pale, his whole body seemed to have been drained of strength, even the bones supporting his body were soft, and the breath he exhaled was surprisingly hot.

However, the person who knocked on the door was still waiting persistently. The person's voice was clear and gentle, "Is anyone there?"

"Fanfan, are you there? I'm Zhai Sicheng."

Ji Fanfan couldn't really hear what the people outside the door were saying, but he still managed to sit up and dragged his sick body to open the door.

He reached out to hold the doorknob to open the door, but the strength of one hand was not enough, so he could only use the strength of two hands to press the doorknob as hard as he could and pull the door open.

Zhai Sicheng outside the door was about to knock again, but unexpectedly the door opened slowly.

However, when his eyes fell on Ji Fanfan's face, he felt a sharp tug in his heart. Regardless of maintaining etiquette, he put one hand on the door and pushed it open.

He pushed the door so anxiously that Ji Fanfan's body, which was already unsteady, also staggered.

Zhai Sicheng quickly supported him, and reached out to touch his forehead, the temperature under his palm made him frown unconsciously, "You have a fever!"

Ji Fanfan absent-mindedly replied, "Yes."

Zhai Sicheng looked at his listless look, and his tone of blame turned into concern for him, "I'm such a big man, I can't take good care of myself."

He took his hand and took him out, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Ji Fanfan pulled his hot hand out of his palm, shook his head stubbornly, and said in a low voice, "I won't go..."

Zhai Sicheng looked at him, his brows twitched, and gently persuaded him: "You've burned like this, why don't you go to the hospital?"

Ji Fanfan lowered his head and said stubbornly again: "I don't need to go, just rest for a while."

He felt that he was very tired, and his mind was in a mess. Even talking took a lot of energy from him, "I'm not feeling well, let's go to another day, goodbye, I'm going to rest..."

He said that he was about to close the door again and shut Zhai Sicheng out, but Zhai Sicheng didn't give him this opportunity. He put his hand on the door to prevent Ji Fanfan from closing the door, and cared for him softly, "Your current I'm really worried about your condition, even if you don't want to go to the hospital, at least let me stay and take care of you."

"No, I can, take care of myself."

Zhai Sicheng looked at him disapprovingly, and said in a more serious tone, "If you can take care of yourself, you won't be burned like this!"

He breathed out helplessly, "Fanfan, I know there may be some misunderstandings between us, but let's put those aside for now, please? Now, please let me stay and take care of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't give Ji Fanfan time to think and refuse, he squeezed forcefully through the door, and then pulled Ji Fanfan who was still standing stupidly to sit down on the sofa.

Zhai Sicheng looked around the place, then went to the kitchen, and started fetching water to boil hot water with ease.

His sleeves were rolled up to his forearms, revealing healthy wheat-colored skin. The muscles on his forearms were well-proportioned and strong, and the lines with a sense of power were graceful and smooth.

He opened the refrigerator, and the empty refrigerator made him frown even more, but luckily there was still rice in the kitchen.

He grabbed some rice, cleaned it, and then cooked porridge.

After finishing this, he came out of the kitchen while wiping his hands.

Ji Fanfan stared blankly at the person walking from the kitchen, his lips moved slightly, and he called in an inaudible whisper, "Zechuan..."

But soon he lowered his head again, he is not him...

Zhai Sicheng didn't know what he had experienced during this period of time that made him so depressed, but he wouldn't ask at this time either.

He squatted in front of Ji Fanfan, and did not make such an offensive move as holding his hand, but spoke to him gently, "Do you have antipyretics at home?"

Ji Fanfan nodded, and was about to get up to get it, but Zhai Sicheng pressed his shoulders and made him sit back where he was, "Just tell me where it is, I'll get it."

Ji Fanfan looked up at him slowly, his eyes were red, he stared at him for a while, then said weakly, "It's in the cabinet under the TV."

Zhai Sicheng quickly got up to look for it. He opened the cabinet, and there were indeed some daily medicines in it.

He picked and picked, and in the end he only took antipyretics and a pack of granules for treating colds, and then returned to Ji Fanfan, "The medicine here is not right, I will go to the pharmacy downstairs to buy some again, the kitchen is cooking. Congee, I set the timer, you don’t need to worry about it, you just have to sit here obediently and wait for me to come back, you know?”

The feeling of being cared for by others is very warm, but Ji Fanfan knew that he couldn't miss such warmth, he looked up at Zhai Sicheng who stood up, his eyes were moist, "Brother Sicheng, I'm sorry..."

Zhai Sicheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly frowned and smiled, "You don't need to apologize, I would do this even if it was just a normal friend. And I believe that if I were sick now, you would do the same."

Ji Fanfan nodded, "Thank you!"

"I'll be back soon, don't move around."

"……it is good."

After coming out of the room, Zhai Sicheng closed his eyes and exhaled a dull breath. He could pretend to be generous in front of others, but he couldn't deceive himself.

He's not the kind of person who sneaks in, and he doesn't want Ji Fanfan to be troubled, so he has always been careful, thinking that even if he can't be a lover, he won't be able to be a friend either.

He walked downstairs, and when he reached the first floor, he saw the landlady dragging her suitcase to leave, and it seemed that she was going to go on a long journey.

The landlady originally wanted to go up to look for Ji Fanfan, but seeing that the person who had just asked her if Ji Fanfan was there had come down the stairs, she hurried over, "Is Ji Fanfan there?"

Zhai Sicheng stopped and responded politely, "He's here."

"That's just right." The landlord handed a paper contract to Zhai Sicheng, who looked very talkative, "I've already signed this contract, and Ji Fanfan just needs to sign it. Do me a favor. Help me take it up to Ji Fanfan."

Zhai Sicheng's eyes lightly fell on the contract, but within a few seconds he understood the content of the contract, slightly surprised, "You want to sell this building?"

"That's right." The landlord smiled brightly, "Ji Fanfan's handsome friend talked to me when we were remodeling the room, otherwise I wouldn't let him start the work."

The landlord covered his face with the back of his hand, and lowered his loud voice just now, "Don't tell me, that person is quite generous, the price he offered was twice as high as the market price, and it was Ji Fanfan's Bought it from me in name."

A cold light flashed across Zhai Sicheng's eyes, "Are you talking about Fu Zechuan?"

"I don't know what it's called. Anyway, his surname is Fu. I saw him come here two days ago. He looks like..."

Zhai Sicheng didn't want to hear about Fu Zechuan, so he politely refused, "I'm sorry, I will take this contract to Fanfan."

Seeing that the smile on his face had faded a lot, the landlord was slightly taken aback, "Oh..."

Zhai Sicheng rolled the contract into a paper tube and held it in his hand, "I have other things to do, excuse me."

He turned around and walked away without sloppiness, but the landlord stood there blinking and sighing in a low voice, "It's not because I broke up with that one, but now I'm with this one... Tsk tsk tsk, what a good-looking person Everyone has this habit? I really don’t understand.”

She muttered and packed her suitcase, ready to catch the afternoon plane.

Zhai Sicheng first went to the pharmacy, carefully asked the resident doctor in the pharmacy, and chose the best medicine for colds and colds, and then went to the supermarket.

He selects dishes very quickly, almost always throwing them into the shopping cart after looking at the production date, until the shopping cart is full, but there are too many things to buy, and even if he continues to buy, he will not Unable to take it, he thought that he could come to buy it again next time, so he gave up the idea of ​​emptying the supermarket.

When Zhai Sicheng returned to the rental house from the supermarket with big bags and small bags, Ji Fanfan fell asleep on the sofa again. His fever was still there, his eyes were closed, his face was flushed, and he was as weak as fragile porcelain. Baby, it hurts so much to watch.

The window of the living room was still open, and the wind was a bit strong, making the door curtain fluttering, and it was already early winter, so it was really inappropriate to fall asleep on the sofa. ?