lake garden moon

In the late south, the weather became unstable.

Last night, it rained suddenly.In the morning, the temperature in the middle of the mountain became cooler because of the night rain.The sun is clear, and the southeast wind blows in the clean breath of the forest.

The breakfast room has two large windows with views of the woods beyond.Kang Zhier was distracted by the clouds in the middle of the mountain, sitting in front of the dining table, keeping an eye on the changes in the clouds on the mountain.

A moment later, Elvis came down the stairs.

When he walked into the breakfast room, Kang Zhier turned his gaze back to his face, and then fixed on it.

"Elvis, good morning." He greeted Elvis with a thoughtful look on his face.

Elvis walked over to the table just now, raised his eyes, and gave him a faint smile.

"Good morning."

After speaking, Elvis pulled out the chair and sat down opposite him.

Kang Zhier looked at him quietly for a while, and couldn't help asking him, "Elvis, are you feeling well?"

Hearing his words, Elvis raised his head and looked at him with a little confusion.

Kang Zhier looked at him, looking at those familiar, quiet black eyes that seemed to be covered with rain, and looked not as bright as before.

"You don't seem to be in good spirits." Kang Zhier told him.

Hearing this, Elvis put his hands on his temples and replied to Kang Zhier: "Maybe it's because of the wind blowing on the road last night and drinking alcohol, so I feel a little headache today."

"Ah," Kang Zhier responded softly, and then asked him, "Then do you still have to go to the company today?"

Elvis looked at the worries he revealed, smiled back at him gently, and told him: "Classes still have to go on normally."

Then, he comforted Kang Zhier: "It's just a small problem, don't worry."

Kang Zhier was not worried about him, but there was nothing else he could do, so he could only tell Elvis: "Then you should drink more water today."

"Okay," Elvis nodded, promising him, "I will."

After he finished answering, he saw Kang Zhier stand up from his chair and pick up his own plate, as if he wanted to share something with him.

Elvis picked up his plate quickly.Kang Zhier then turned around and handed all the vegetables on his plate to Elvis.

"People who are uncomfortable should supplement vitamin C."

After distributing the vegetables, he went to get his share of fruit.Elvis quickly stopped him, then turned his face to signal Suta.

Suta was a smart girl and knew what Elvis meant right away.

"Master Xiaozhi," she said standing beside her, "there are still a lot of vegetables and fruits in the kitchen, I'll go get them now."

Hearing what she said, Kang Zhier sat back in his seat safely.

After a while, Suta brought new vegetables and fruits to the table, and they began to eat breakfast.

When Elvis left the house in the morning, he only looked a little less refreshed.When he came back at noon, the symptoms of a cold had already clearly appeared.

Elvis ate a little for lunch.After he went back to the bedroom to rest, Bandari asked Suta to go upstairs to deliver the medicine to him.

In the afternoon, Elvis went out to the company on time.

Kang Zhier watched him leave from the bedroom upstairs, and couldn't help but care about his physical condition.

In the evening, when Elvis came back, he looked terrible.

He became taciturn, barely ate a bite of his supper, and went upstairs to rest.

In the evening, when Kang Zhier came out of the shower and sat on the bed with a towel to wipe his hair, he suddenly thought of Elvis.

Elvis hasn't come out since he returned to the bedroom, and he doesn't know if his cold is better or not.

Thinking of this, he speeded up, wiped his hair twice and threw the towel on the bed.

Half a minute later, Kang Zhier stood outside Elvis' bedroom and knocked on the door politely.

There was no answer to the door from inside.Kang Zhier then knocked on the door a second time.

The result is still the same as the first time.

"Elvis, I'm coming in."

Kang Zhier stood at the door, waited quietly for a moment, and then pressed the door handle.

The lights in the bedroom were not turned on. After Kang Zhier closed the door, it took a while to get used to the light in the room.

After he got used to it, he stood where he was, cast his gaze towards the bed, and vaguely saw Elvis' figure in the dark light.

Elvis was lying peacefully on his side on the bed at this time, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Kang Zhier just wanted to check on Elvis' physical condition, and didn't want to disturb him, so he moved quietly, groping forward in the dark.

He came to Elvis' bed, took off his shoes and got on the bed lightly.

Kang Zhier had tried his best to keep his movements as light as possible, but as soon as he climbed closer, Elvis turned his body from the other side like a prophet, and said to him in a slightly hoarse voice: "Xiaozhi, you coming."

Kang Zhier froze on the spot for a few seconds in a crawling posture, and then slowly crawled to his side.

"Elvis, let me see you."

After Kang Zhier approached him, he lowered his head and asked him, "Are you feeling better?"

Elvis didn't answer, one hand resting on his chest.Even though he didn't turn on the light, Kang Zhier could still see his frown and eyes frowning because of his discomfort.

Kang Zhier slowly raised his hand and put his palm on his forehead, feeling the unusual body temperature.

He panicked immediately.

"Elvis, you have a fever."

At this moment, although he showed a moment of panic, he still kept in mind the basic operations to deal with this situation.

"I'll get you a thermometer and fever medicine."

After finishing speaking, Kang Zhier wanted to crawl to the edge of the bed.Just before turning around, he was suddenly grabbed by a hot and strong hand.In the next second, with a little force from that hand, he was easily pulled into an equally hot arm.

When Kangzhier was still in a dazed state, Elvis moved his face closer, pressed him tightly, and murmured in a low voice: "Don't be petty, I need you."

Kang Zhier thought that Elvis might be confused, and mistakenly thought that he was going to leave.He rolls over in Elvis' arms, rubbing his hands gently over Elvis' face, trying to make him feel better.

"It's not uncomfortable, Elvis," he softly comforted Elvis while doing soothing movements, "I'm with you."

"I'll be with you."

Elvis, who was sick, was rare and vulnerable, pressing his forehead against him in the dark, breathing short and shallow.

Kang Zhier stroked Elvis's face lightly, and suddenly felt a feeling in his heart, feeling that Elvis is now like a wounded animal that desperately needs care and treatment.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously got closer and closer to Elvis, until in the dark, he kissed Elvis by chance.

Kang Zhier woke up almost the moment he touched Elvis' lips.After realizing that he was in a daze, he wanted to leave eagerly, but he didn't want a hand to press his back and stop him from leaving.

Kang Zhier was still in a very confused moment, his lips were suddenly covered.

As if drowning, his world was quiet for a few seconds.

Kang Zhier still had some clarity of mind at the beginning, but Elvis held him tightly in his arms with his absolute physical advantage, not giving him the slightest chance to leave.

At this moment, Elvis was exuding a sensitive and bewildered yearning.He pressed against Kang Zhier's body and kissed Kang Zhier's mouth, until Kang Zhier softened in his arms, his limbs became docile and decent.

Afterwards, he slowly pressed Kang Zhier under his body.

Kang Zhier didn't even know what he was doing, he instinctively responded to Elvis' kiss, instinctively wrapped his slender arms around his back, and instinctively his heart beat wildly.

Just when he was about to lose his last bit of sanity, a sudden cough interrupted their kiss.

Elvis rolled over on the bed, coughing with his back hunched over him.

"Cough cough cough..."

Elvis' continuous coughing made Kang Zhier fully awake, he got up from the bed, put his hands on Elvis' chest, and slowly helped him along the chest.

"Cough softly, cough softly." He tried to make Elvis more comfortable.

His reassurance seemed to have worked, and Elvis' cough gradually calmed down amidst his reassurance.

But he still kept his bowed body, as if his body was still suffering.

Kang Zhier was about to lower his body and ask him if he was feeling better.Suddenly, Elvis took his hand and started kissing his fingers.

Clouds of scorching breath rushed to the back of Kang Zhier's hand, making Kang Zhier's heartbeat that had calmed down start to speed up again.

He couldn't restrain his panic, and he coaxed Elvis coaxingly: "Elvis, you can't, you can't..."

But Elvis became a stubborn child at this time, turning a deaf ear to his coaxing, as if that hand was his treasure, and he couldn't live without it.

No, Kang Zhier looked at the symptoms and thought that if this continues, Elvis will really have a fever.

So, he gritted his teeth, ruthlessly pulled his hand back from Elvis' arms, then turned around and quickly crawled to the edge of the bed.

Kang Zhier ran out of Elvis' bedroom as if fleeing, closed the door, and stood against the wall in a panic.

He touched his hot cheek and said to himself: "Damn it, didn't I come to comfort the patient? How did I come to seduce the patient?"

After finishing speaking, he shook his head vigorously twice, as if he could clear the strange things in his head by himself.

After calming down, he immediately turned around and ran towards the stairs.

Five minutes later, Kang Zhier came back carefully carrying medicine, a water glass and other things.

In the darkness, Elvis looked even weaker.

Entering the bedroom, the memories of the scene just now swept away, Kang Zhier quickly shook his head twice, driving them to the deepest part of his consciousness, and told himself to stay awake.

After that, he took the medicine and walked to the bedside, put the tray on the bedside table, and turned on the lamp.

Kang Zhier walked barefoot to the side Elvis was facing, sat down on the carpet, picked up his hand, and gently stroked Elvis' hair.

Elvis fell into a doze at first, but when he realized his return, he woke up again.

He opened his eyes, and when he saw Kang Zhier, he immediately reached out to hug him.

"Xiaozhi, you're back."

Before Kang Zhier came in, he stood outside the door and prepared himself for a long time.Therefore, he was now able to face Elvis with a little sanity.

Elvis was afraid that he would leave again, and after hugging him, he never let go.

Kang Zhier was about to soften his heart, but at the critical moment, he still calmed down.

He patted Elvis's back lightly, whispered to Elvis, and reassured Elvis: "Elvis, I won't go, I will stay and take care of you."

Sure enough, with his assurance, Elvis became less nervous, and the movements of holding him became gentler.

Taking advantage of this time, Kang Zhier immediately told him again: "But we can't do what we did just now. You have to take a good rest now, let your body temperature drop, and stop rising again."

Elvis held him in silence for a long time, and finally compromised.

Afterwards, Kang Zhier helped Elvis sit up, took his temperature, and fed him medicine.

After he finished taking the medicine, Kang Zhier helped him to lie down and covered him with the quilt.

In the second half of the night, Kang Zhier barely rested.

The antipyretics Elvis took worked quickly.Kang Zhier stood beside Elvis, constantly helping him wipe his sweat and check his temperature.

Elvis' fever symptoms would occasionally get worse, and this was when he felt the most uncomfortable. Kang Zhier would lie beside him, comfort him gently, and sometimes give him a reward.

Of course, just a light reward.

This kind of care lasted until the early hours of the morning.After Elvis' fever completely subsided, Kang Zhier's hanging heart was relieved.

Early in the morning, when it was daylight outside, Elvis woke up.

He opened his eyes, and after adapting to the light, he saw Kang Zhier curled up in his arms.

At this time, Kang Zhier was sleeping peacefully in his arms, leaning his face on his neck.

Elvis' fever had basically subsided by this time, and he was no longer dizzy like last night.

He quietly stared at Kang Zhier in his arms, and he still remembered what happened last night—how Kang Zhier took care of him nervously and earnestly, and how he rewarded him gently.

Accompanied by these memories, in his heart, a certain balance that he has been trying to maintain for a long time is quietly leaning towards one side.

Elvis looked at Kang Zhier for a while, then closed his eyes again.

He hugged Kang Zhier a little tighter, pressed his lips against Kang Zhier's forehead, and whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "Xiao Zhi, stay by my side."

"do not leave me."