You have to bully your sweetheart so you won't be a dog

The scale of the gymnasium is very large, with three floors, and the third floor is dedicated to learning Sanda.

The service staff took Xu Jing and Su Xiangchen to the third floor to watch. It happened that two big guys were practicing on the stage, and Su Xiangchen almost squinted his eyes the whole time.

Xu Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You wanted to come by yourself, now you are afraid of becoming like this, do you still want to learn?"

Su Xiangchen was a little timid, and asked weakly: "Is there that kind of... Taijiquan here?"

The waiter immediately said: "No, we mainly focus on fitness, and the teaching here is to teach Sanda and Taekwondo, or... If you want to strengthen your body, you can also learn stretching exercises."

Su Xiangchen: "..."

In the end, Su Xiangchen still got a brochure and went back to study. Xu Jing also secretly issued an annual membership card. If you come here to learn something, you can also get a discount with this annual membership card, and you can justifiably accompany him here.

Once the middle of the semester was over, the weather turned completely cold. The cities in the south were cold late, but the situation was not small. There was no heating or air conditioning in the classrooms. It was all supported by a healthy body, and the number of people on the playground was reduced by more than half.

Su Xiangchen insisted on running for two days, but fell ill.

Xu Jing went to the infirmary to have a look. There were a lot of good guys, and I didn't know how many of them pretended to be sick and skipped class, so he bought cold medicine and anti-inflammatory medicine and came back.

Su Xiangchen lay on the table uncomfortably, coughing in his arms.

Xu Jing reached out his hand to touch his forehead, but it wasn't hot. Su Xiangchen opened his eyes slightly, saw him, and muttered, "Why do you still get sick after exercising?"

Xu Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "That won't stop you from sweating in the cold wind."

"Oh..." Su Xiangchen responded lightly, and said, "I'm a little cold."

Xu Jing froze for a moment, then touched his forehead to feel carefully.Su Xiangchen tilted his head to avoid it: "It's not burning, it's just cold."

Xu Jing looked at him for a while, then suddenly pulled down the zipper of his school uniform a little, and smiled angrily: "Su Xiangchen, do you dare to wear less?"

Su Xiangchen: "Cough cough cough cough..."

Xu Jing had nothing to do with him, so he rushed to Fang Yue's dormitory to pick up a thick coat that he had prepared for cooling down a few days ago. When he came back, class had already started. He took the coat and gave a report at the door. He nodded to indicate that he could enter, and when passing by Su Xiangchen, he stuffed the clothes into the gap between his back and the armchair.

Under the watchful eyes of the whole class.

Su Xiangchen looked at the dress and felt that this was neither that nor that, he couldn't help but look back at Xu Jing, and received a threatening look.

After a long while, the teacher was writing on the blackboard with his back to them. A piece of paper spanned an aisle and four tables, and landed on Su Xiangchen's desk ready to read, "Put it on, I'll bite you" and draw two fangs.

The teacher suddenly turned his head, Su Xiangchen immediately stuffed the note into the stationery bag, and when he turned around again, he quickly put on a coat over the school uniform. Because of Xu Jing's height, the size was relatively large, so even if he wore it over the school uniform, he would not wear it. I feel inactive.

Su Xiangchen stared at the blackboard absent-mindedly for a while, couldn't hold back, and pulled out those two fangs to look at it again. It was rare for a class to not listen to anything.

He felt fine in the morning, he had bronchitis every year, and he could count how long he took whatever medicine he took, and he didn't think it was a big deal except for being a little noisy. Fortunately, his classmates didn't mind him being a little noisy.

But the more I got to the back, the more uncomfortable I felt, and before I knew it, I fell into a drowsy sleep.

The self-study class was occupied by the physics teacher. As soon as the physics teacher came, he asked the whole class to do the problems first. The students in front left one on Su Xiangchen’s desk and passed it to the next person, so that the physics teacher hid his hands under the podium to play. After checking the phone for a long time, I realized that there was still someone awake.

He paced to Su Xiangchen's side.

Xu Jing stopped writing and watched from afar.

The physics teacher stood still for a while, then walked away, turning a blind eye.

Fang Yue couldn't help turning her head and whispering: "It's really good to be a top student, the teacher doesn't care if you openly sleep in class."

Xu Jing said: "No, if you don't believe me, take a look." As he spoke, he lay down on the ground.

After a while, I got a few chalk heads on my head.

Fang Yue: "...Oh."

This time, Su Xiangchen slept very deeply. The teacher couldn't wake him up when he was lecturing, and someone made the whole class laugh, but he couldn't wake him up. It wasn't until after school that all kinds of sounds rang out that his consciousness gradually became in harmony with the environment. Get in touch and start remembering where you are.

A voice called him: "Chenchen."

Su Xiangchen didn't have much strength, so he responded softly, "En?"

Xu Jing was tickled by his ending.

"You have a fever, this time you really have a fever." Xu Jing said.

Su Xiangchen didn't seem to hear clearly, and asked vaguely, "What?"

Xu Jing: "You are sick, shall I take you to the hospital?"

"Don't go!" Hearing about the hospital, Su Xiangchen, who had no strength at all, suddenly became agitated. Without opening his eyes, he bounced off the whole body, and even the stool was retracted to the other side for a certain distance. His center of gravity was unstable, and he almost turned sideways. fall down.

Xu Jing quickly pulled him back: "Okay, don't go, then you get up first, school is over."

Su Xiangchen said unsuspectingly: "I want to sleep." The voice was so soft that it sounded like a baby.

Xu Jing couldn't stand it at all, and coaxed without principle: "You sleep, you sleep, can you sleep in another place?"

Su Xiangchen didn't answer.

Xu Jing put away his backpack, packed all the homework and stationery, put it in front of him, and then coaxed Su Xiangchen to carry him on the back.

It was raining lightly outside, and the cold air was forced in through the slightly open door, but it was far from the stinging moment when we stood outside.

Xu Jing's clothes were actually about the same thick as Su Xiangchen's, but he committed a double standard again. He only felt that Su Xiangchen wore less clothes. Now that it was raining and the wind was blowing, he shivered several times. His first reaction was to move his hands He reached behind and pulled at the corner of his clothes to see if Su Xiangchen's coat was zipped up.

Zheng Yanqing helped the people from the debate to arrest them again, and was recruited by Xu Jing as an umbrella support worker as soon as he arrived at the door. A group of people who hadn't left poked their heads out one after another, watching the three people gradually disappear in the corridor today with curiosity. .

Fang Yue: "Why is Brother Jing always so moody, treating people well for a while and being bad for others?"

Wang Rongsheng: "As his younger brother, why is there such a big difference in treatment?"

Lu Shen: "Could it be that the more flirtatious you are at ordinary times, the more pampered you are at critical moments?"

Du Xiaoran: "To be honest, I think your wording is a bit subtle."

Wu Ren was very touched: "Brother Lu, there is finally someone who sees the same thing as me."

Wang Rongsheng: "What are you talking about?"

Xu Jing directly took Su Xiangchen home, took off his coat and shoes, stuffed him under the quilt, turned on the air conditioner, adjusted the temperature of the water, applied cold towels, and found fever medicine.

Zheng Yanqing, who had witnessed all this, was dumbfounded, and felt that Young Master Xu had worked very hard for love, even taking care of others without a teacher.

Su Xiangchen was very uncomfortable, his head was groggy, and he didn't realize where he was at all. Someone gave him medicine and water and he drank it obediently. Xu Jing took his temperature and found that he had a high fever of 38 degrees.

Xu Jing didn't care whether Su Xiangchen could hear him or not, and whispered in his ear: "Do you sweat first, or go to the hospital if you can't get down?"

Su Xiangchen slept for a full four hours before waking up. He stared at the ceiling of the strange room for a long time, a little too lazy to think.It wasn't until Xu Jing who was next to him moved that he recalled that Xu Jing had brought him here.

Xu Jing hugged him with one arm across the quilt, and seemed to have fallen asleep, his head was almost completely buried near his neck.

The sound of breathing close at hand brought him back to consciousness, and he began to feel his face burning, and he didn't know if it was because it was still burning.Su Xiangchen shrank under the blanket and didn't dare to move for a long time.

Xu Jing squinted for a while, then suddenly stood up half of his body, wanting to see how Su Xiangchen was doing, but only halfway through his hand, he found that Su Xiangchen had opened his eyes, looking at him with foggy eyes.

"Are you awake?" Xu Jing leaned on top of him and asked softly, "Is it better?"

Su Xiangchen gave a soft "um" and didn't dare to look at him, so he pretended to look around: "Where is this?"

"My house." Xu Jing took the towel off his forehead and said, "Take the temperature."

The temperature has dropped a bit, but still has a low-grade fever.

Xu Jing heaved a sigh of relief, the temperature was not a problem, at least he didn't have to persuade Su Xiangchen to go to the hospital.

Su Xiangchen sniffled: "It smells so good."

Xu Jing laughed: "Old Zheng ordered supper, just wait."

Su Xiangchen didn't want to bother him, but he coughed as soon as he opened his mouth. Xu Jing came back quickly, holding a plate of food in his hand, and put it on the bedside.

The air conditioner in the room is very good, and Xu Jing turned it up a few degrees, so he won't feel cold without a quilt.

Su Xiangchen thanked him, took a few mouthfuls to relieve his hunger, and then remembered to ask what time it was, and belatedly raised his left arm after asking, and glanced at his watch.

Xu Jing immediately said: "It's almost ten o'clock. I didn't know when you would wake up, so I told Lao Lu to call your home, you... Uncle? If it's really impossible, you can stay with me for a while."

Su Xiangchen didn't notice the little anticipation in his eyes at all, and thought for a long time before saying, "I've troubled you a lot."

Xu Jing almost wanted to repeat the words "no trouble".

"Did he not let me go home or tell me anything?" Su Xiangchen asked.

Xu Jing thought about it for a while: "I didn't say... oh, I told you to pay attention to your body."

Su Xiangchen said with some disappointment: "Okay." Even after all these years in the desert, it is inevitable to have some feelings, but after all, it is not biological.

Su Xiangchen decided to stay at Xu Jing's house for one night. First, he felt that Huo Wenbo would not be happy to see a sick him at home. Second, Lu Ting personally called to express his condolences. Tell him in name to rest assured and if you feel uncomfortable, you can ask for a leave tomorrow.

Supper is all snacks, not enough to fill you up, and Su Xiangchen needs to eat something light, Xu Jing was helpless in the kitchen, and suddenly felt that Xu Yi's presence also had some benefits.Su Xiangchen came out of the room with his clothes on. First, he was surprised by the exquisite decoration and cleanliness of the whole living room - there were almost two worlds inside and outside the room, and then he was surprised that the house where two people who could not cook Both equipment and food are available.

Xu Jing checked how to cook porridge with his mobile phone, and when he heard him coming, he said in embarrassment, "Wait a minute."

"I'll cook it myself." Su Xiangchen smiled, "Thank you."

Xu Jing really couldn't understand what Baidu said, so he had to give up the chef's position to Su Xiangchen, muttering: "Don't thank me, you have thanked me hundreds of times, you are so polite to me, I will never thank you again." I dare not bother you."

Su Xiangchen: "But expressing my gratitude is what I should do."

"Then put it another way."

Su Xiangchen was not ashamed to ask: "What do you say?"

Xu Jing stared at his busy back, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "I love you."

The author has something to say:

Maybe in the afternoon.

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