A continuous and long-lasting autumn rain took away the last ray of warmth in summer.

A thin layer of mist condensed on the windows, making the light in the classroom feel fluffy and hazy.

Ji Zhun felt a little top-heavy when he woke up this morning, and his nose seemed to be blocked.

At first he didn't pay much attention to it, he just thought it was raining and he caught a cold while waiting for the car after eating grilled fish with Lu Rover last night.As a result, after sleeping on the desk in the afternoon, the symptoms not only did not decrease, but even worse.

During the first evening self-study class, the classroom was very noisy, and the buzzing noise made Ji Zhun dizzy.

Wearing earphones, he poured a mint candy into his mouth and let the candy melt in his hot mouth, bringing some coolness.

I'm so sick, let's just go back to sleep...

Ji Zhun got up with his schoolbag slung over his shoulder, intending to ask the class teacher for leave.

As a result, as soon as he walked outside the classroom, he was called out.

"Continue?"

Ji Zhun turned his head and thought for a while after seeing the person who came.

But soon there was a flash of light in his eyes, and he remembered.

"Cheng... sin?"

Ji Zhun raised the corners of his lips, trying to make himself look more energetic.

He moved his chin into the classroom, "Are you looking for Tan Jingyang? He's giving lectures in the room."

"Well, it's okay, let him work first." Cheng Zui smiled, and there was a proud smile in his eyes looking at the classroom through the window.

And all of this fell into Ji Zhun's eyes.

He looked back calmly, chewing the mints in his mouth.

"Why are you leaving now?" Cheng Zui turned his head and asked suspiciously, "Didn't Brother Yang say that you don't finish class until after ten o'clock?"

"I...study well." Ji Zhun simply said nonsense, "Students have the privilege to go home early and go to bed."

Then he turned his back to Cheng Zui and waved his hands: "Remember to keep your Brother Yang safe, just like me."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the school gate, but he was stopped again before taking two steps.

"where did you go."

Ji Zhun's expression froze, and his smile collapsed in an instant.

"Go home." He lazily replied without looking back.

Tan Jingyang frowned, looked deeply at Ji Zhun and said, "get out of class is not over yet."

Jizhun only felt that his head was getting more dizzy, his body was hot and cold, and his temples were throbbing endlessly.

He rubbed his forehead irritably, and his tone couldn't help becoming impatient: "Am I in your way?"

Tan Jingyang's Adam's apple moved, and after hesitating for a moment, he tried to slow down his voice and said, "I see that you have been lying on your stomach all day, you...do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

With that said, he walked towards Ji Zhun.

Just as his hand was about to touch Jizhun's forehead, he was shaken away by the opponent's swing.

There was a crisp sound of "pop" in the air, which was very clear when no one spoke.

Both of them were stunned, but Ji Zhun was the first to realize that he was overly emotional.

He exhaled, returned to his usual loose expression, and said to Tan Jingyang indifferently: "I'm really fine, I probably caught a cold last night, just go back and sleep."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Cheng Zui behind him again, and lightly moved his chin to Tan Jingyang and said, "Don't someone come here specially to give you an umbrella, would you like to thank me?"

Taking advantage of Tan Jingyang's turning back, Ji Zhun turned around and left the school.

……

Looking at the "dispatching the surrounding vehicles for you..." on the taxi-hailing software, Ji Zhun seriously suspected that his order was blocked deliberately.

The headache continued to intensify, and he even felt that the scene in front of him began to become blurred.

It's better to call Chen Jianye and ask him to pick him up.

Jizhun shut down the taxi-hailing app and dialed Chen Jianye's mobile number instead.

183...621...4...

He frowned, watching the digital show on the screen become a shadow clone.

A phone call that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar, but at this moment, he couldn't remember the last four people anyway.

Breathing is getting faster and faster.

At the last moment, Brother Yixiu blinked at him and said with a smile, "Take a rest, take a rest~"

Then his eyes went dark, and he fell into a hug that greeted him in time from behind.

The hand that passed under his arm firmly caught himself, and then there was a familiar smell of brandy washing powder mixed with sunlight.

Ji Zhun vaguely felt that he hadn't smelled such a reassuring smell for a while.While thinking about it, I feel a little wronged in my heart.

Sure enough, people are vulnerable when they are sick.

"Brother Yang..."

When he yelled this, Ji Zhun probably didn't even realize it.

Hearing the words from the people hugging him behind him, his body also froze.With this sound, the heartache in his eyes could not be concealed.

He hugged the person in his arms even tighter, and comforted him in a low voice:

"Good boy, Brother Yang is here."

……

The rain has never stopped completely, and it seems to want to completely rain down the sky.

There was a big fat moth under the lamp outside the window of the infusion room, trying desperately to crash into the room.

When it flaps its wings, it will make a "popping" sound when it hits the glass.

The transparent medicine in the liquid bottle slowly flowed into the body along the catheter, and the discomfort all over the body also gradually eased.

The aunt next door was eating an apple handed by her daughter, and looked at him from time to time.

When Ji Zhun could feel all this again, the second bottle of liquid had already lost more than half.

Sister Jiao saw that Ji Zhun had woken up, and quickly reached out to touch his forehead.Then he patted his chest and said repeatedly: "Oh my God, the fever is gone! My troublemaker, my dear, do you feel better now?"

When Chen Jianye saw Ji Zhun when he came back after paying the fee, he also rushed to him.Pressing Sister Jiao's shoulders, he let out a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat that hadn't disappeared from his forehead, and said, "It's fine, it's fine, it's good to be fine, when I received your classmate's phone call, we were both frightened!"

classmate……

Ji Zhun's eyes gradually returned to clarity from blur.

Thinking of that vague hug, his pupils suddenly focused.

So Tan Jingyang sent him here?

"Where's my classmate?" Ji Zhun said, his voice became hoarse due to throat edema, which made him stunned.

Also very sexy.

"I told them to go back first." Sister Jiao unscrewed the thermos cup and brought it to Ji Zhun, "Come on, take the medicine first."

"They?" Cheng Zui also followed?Following the quasi-heart.

Chen Jianye came over and said: "Yes, there is one who should be the monitor of your class. The young man is nice, he has been watching over you but he doesn't want to leave, or your mother told him that it was raining outside and told them to go home early before leaving of."

When Tan Jingyang was mentioned, Chen Jianye nodded appreciatively: "He is a good young leader."

"You can go back after losing this bottle." Sister Jiao raised her head and looked at the scale of the liquid, "Let's rest at home for the next two days, and go to school after the illness is fully recovered, so as not to infect the students in the class. "

"Hmm." Ji Zhun squinted his eyes and looked at the ceiling, feeling that he was getting more and more confused about what Tan Jingyang was thinking.

While avoiding himself, he is neither salty nor light, and loves to be ignored.On the one hand, he sent himself to the hospital again, guarding like the loyal dog Hachiko, unwilling to leave.

Even if he wants to protect the squad leader's face and act in front of others, it's too complete.

He took out his phone with one hand and glanced at it. The chat history between him and Tan Jingyang was still there when he went to Heizi's shop that day.Tan Jingyang sent several consecutive messages asking where he was?Is something wrong?

Suddenly remembering that the other party was carrying a steel pipe, he hurried to the door of the video game hall, turned himself over and over to check if he was injured, Ji Zhun lightly raised his lower lip, and his eyes became soft.

Seeing this, Sister Jiao hurriedly patted Ji Zhun's head again, compared it with her own, and said inexplicably, "Why is this kid so silly by himself? Don't he have a fever and make his head go crazy?"

Chen Jianye: "It's okay, make trouble, even if you are stupid, dad will support you."

Ji Zhun crossed his legs and yawned: "Then he really becomes the stupid son of the landlord's family."

"Okay, stop chattering." Sister Jiao got up, "I'll ask the nurse to pull out the needle, Lao Chen, go and drive the car to the door, don't dare to let Nao Nao get wet in the rain again."

"Hey, okay."

Chen Jianye stood up and walked out of the infusion room with Sister Jiao.

While waiting for the needle to be pulled out, Ji Zhun was still flipping through the chat records between him and Tan Jingyang in boredom.

As a result, his hand trembled accidentally, and a symbol was actually sent over.

"Fuck me." Jizhun got excited, cursed in a low voice, and quickly withdrew.

Who would have thought that there would be a reply in seconds.

[Tan Jingyang: Are you awake?better? 】

Ji Zhun panicked, not knowing how to respond for a while.

Seeing that he didn't reply for a long time, the other party actually took a phone call directly.

Ji Zhun took a deep breath, stabilized his thoughts, and pressed the answer button.

Two people: "..."

It's just... embarrassing.

In the end, it was Ji Zhun who broke the silence first, pretending to be impatient and said, "Say something quickly, I'm waiting for the needle to be pulled out here."

There was a pause, and he asked, "What happened to your throat?"

"Tonsils are inflamed." Ji Zhun cleared his throat and said, "It's all right, it will be fine after two days of infusion."

"Next time you have a fever, don't hold on anymore, it's really dangerous." Tan Jingyang said with a hint of reproach in his tone, "What if I don't keep up and you fall by the side of the road alone?"

When Ji Zhun heard this, he sneered in his heart.

She couldn't help raising her eyebrows and said, "Aren't you too lazy to care about me?"

His hoarse voice due to inflammation passed through the receiver, and Tan Jingyang actually heard a little bit of acting like a baby.

Tan Jingyang hastily held the phone away from her ears, feeling numb and itchy in her heart.The tip of the ear couldn't help but get hot again.

"Cough, don't delay your rest, go home early and have a good sleep." Tan Jingyang pursed her lips, but she was still a little reluctant to put the phone down.

On the contrary, Ji Zhun was decisive, and after an "oh", he put down the phone directly.

Hearing the busy tone of "beep-beep-" from the phone, Tan Jingyang maintained the previous posture for a long time, then smiled self-deprecatingly, touched the cigarette case from the coffee table, knocked out a cigarette in his mouth and lit it. .

"Are you sure you're alright?"

Sitting on the sofa, Cheng Zui witnessed Tan Jingyang's appearance from receiving the news of the succession to hanging up the phone.

All the little nervous emotions of the other party were captured by his eyes.

Tan Jingyang exhaled a puff of smoke, nodded and said, "It sounds pretty good, but my voice is hoarse."

Cheng Zui glanced at the ashtray on the table calmly.

After returning from the hospital, Tan Jingyang directly piled up a hill in the clean ashtray.

"Brother Yang." Cheng Zui called softly, "You haven't answered my question that day yet."

Tan Jingyang flicked the cigarette ash for a moment.

Cheng Zui's eyes seemed to see everything in the middle of the night, leaving no room for anyone.

"Are you and Ji Zhun on a good relationship?" He gently dusted off the cigarette ash on the table, then looked up at Tan Jingyang again, and asked.

……

……

……

"Or, do you like him?"

"..."

"Which one do you like?"

"..."

"Is it the kind that wants to kiss him?"

"Wow—"

The glass was knocked down by Tan Jingyang in panic, and half of the glass of water flowed down the table to the ground.

"I, I'm going to get a rag."

Faced with Cheng Zui's suffocating three-time questioning, Tan Jingyang hurriedly got up without even daring to look at him, and walked quickly to the kitchen.

Cheng Zui silently watched Tan Jingyang's series of reactions, and his heart was clear.

He quietly swept towards the water stains on the coffee table and the wet cigarette case, hesitated for a moment, and took out one from them.

The cigarette passed through his lungs, causing Cheng Zui to cough violently.It is true that he has not smoked for a long time.

Thinking about it this way, Tan Jingyang still learned from himself when he smoked.

Under the cover of the smoke, Cheng Zui's eyes wandered, and it was difficult to distinguish his expression.

In fact, from the first time he met Ji Zhun, he could see from Tan Jingyang's eyes that this person was special to him.

It can be said that Tan Jingyang's eyes have never shown such tenderness before.

Bright, vivid and full of warmth.

Jizhun's inadvertent words, micro-expressions or small movements will make Tan Jingyang, who has always been unhappy, be confused.Especially seeing the other party sick today, the distress and love and pity in his eyes are different from when he treated Tan Le, this is something Cheng Zui has never seen before.

……

But... why?

In those dark times in the past, Mingming has always been by Tan Jingyang's side.Lick each other's wounds together and face the malice from life together.

How could this position be replaced for no reason after only walking for a few years?

Even, that person's status in Tan Jingyang's heart has far surpassed his own.

That was the fiery emotion that he had never dared to hope for, but often appeared in his dreams, breaking the rules of the world.

A trace of unwillingness washed away in Cheng Zui's eyes.

The cigarette was damp and accidentally broke in half.Tobacco bare|exposed, a wisp of white smoke that is dying and struggling.

Cheng Zui's eyes darkened, and he twisted half of the cigarette into pieces.

He really hoped that Tan Jingyang could walk in the sun, but he would never want to see himself under the sun.

Rather than that, it would be better to pull him back into the shadows.

At least he, Cheng Zui, was the one Tan Jingyang needed most in the long dark night...

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