Can I skip class?

When leaving, Su Heng's parents gave more instructions as usual.

Su Heng's left ear went in and out of his right ear, and he responded perfunctorily, but Yang Zhi grabbed him to compare with Qin Wei, criticizing him for his improper attitude.

Su Heng felt that he had fallen out of favor, and replied to her: "You like him so much, why don't you just recognize him as your son."

Yang Zhigao snorted coldly: "You think I don't want to?"

Su Heng thought to himself, this is what you said, don't regret it then.

The journey was not short, and the two of them gagged one after another, and the carriage fell into silence from time to time. As the road bumped, Su Heng's words became less and less, and gradually, there was no sound.

From morning to night, Su Heng's encounters can be described as twists and turns, and he drank some wine at noon, so he fell asleep in the passenger seat for the first time.

Qin Wei turned up the temperature of the air conditioner and didn't bother him.

Su Heng fell into a deep sleep, and was woken up by Qin Wei when he was about to get home.

Qin Wei's eyes were filled with the darkness of the night, the car merged into the congested road, and stopped under the flashing red light, he found a gap, raised his hand and pinched Su Heng's ear, and said to him: "Wake up and sleep, don't catch a cold gone."

Su Heng was still in a dazed state, he looked around in a daze, and then shrank lazily, like a lazy cat.

Qin Wei: "Su Heng, go home and sleep again, be obedient."

Su Heng didn't listen to a word, closed his eyes lightly, and fell asleep again.

Qin Wei wanted to drive and had no time to take care of him, so he had to let him go.

As usual, Su Heng got out of the car with his coat in his hands, put it on while walking, and sneezed earth-shatteringly on the road.

Qin Wei helped him put on the hat, tightened the neckline again, and reprimanded him: "Su Heng, how old are you, can you take care of yourself?"

Su Heng made an excuse: "I didn't have a cold, it was just an itchy nose."

Qin Wei followed behind him, and continued: "Are you talking about your sneezing? You need to correct your habit of wearing clothes like this."

Su Heng entered the elevator, half leaning against the wall, so sleepy that he didn't want to argue with him, thinking: I'm like this, what can you do with me.

Qin Wei really has a way, as if he heard Su Heng's inner voice, he said slowly and calmly: "Next time you put on your clothes, I'll unlock it again."

Su Heng: "..." He might not be looking for a boyfriend, but a father.

Although he slept all the way, this kind of rest did not slow down Su Heng, but made him even more dizzy. He entered the house listlessly, and subconsciously wanted to go back to his room, but Qin Wei held onto his shoulders and abruptly changed. direction.

Su Heng stood at the door, looking hesitantly at the only bed in the room.

Knowing that Su Heng was tired, Qin Wei rarely teased her, and said softly, "Take a shower before going to sleep."

Su Heng snorted, a little at a loss.

Seeing that he was still not moving, Qin Wei asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Su Heng remembered what he had promised Qin Wei not long ago, his eyes dodged a little, and he said timidly: "I don't want tonight..."

Qin Wei was both helpless and distressed, rubbing his head dumbfoundingly: "I won't touch you, rest well."

It's so embarrassing.

Su Heng wrinkled his nose in embarrassment, and ran into the bathroom as if fleeing.

After Qin Wei changed her clothes, she poured cat food for Carmen, cleaned up the litter, went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette, and when she came back, she happened to meet Su Heng.

Su Heng's hair was half-dried, and he was in a daze, looking in a very bad state.

Qin Wei frowned and stopped him: "Su Heng, are you alright?"

Su Heng sniffed and said abruptly, "Smoking again."

Qin Wei has a cigarette addiction, but it's not serious.He knew that this was a bad habit, so he rarely showed it in front of Su Heng before, but in the days and nights after living together, he would inevitably be bumped into it.

Qin Wei's smoking frequency is not high, far from reaching the bottom line of intolerance, but considering Su Heng's health, he will still say a few words occasionally.

Qin Wei, who was arrested, hurriedly explained: "I haven't smoked at home these days, just one."

He is very self-disciplined, and in fact, Su Heng doesn't need to remind him at all.

Su Heng faltered after hearing this, and didn't say any more.

He looked obviously tired, yawned and walked towards the bedroom, without any embarrassing struggle, he threw himself on the bed straight.

Qin Wei turned her head to look at him, always feeling an ominous premonition.

Before Qin Wei came out of the shower, Su Heng had already fallen asleep.

But go to bed early and wake up early.

Qin Wei's words came true, Su Heng not only caught a cold, but also developed a high fever.

At two o'clock in the morning, Qin Wei woke up and touched Su Heng's forehead.

Su Heng's face was flushed with fever, his eyes were half-closed, his pupils were slightly blurred with watery light, and he was sickly, huddled under the quilt and panting lightly.

Qin Wei looked left and right, inexplicably felt that he was very attractive when he had a fever, and silently thought about the scene of Su Heng's Fa-rectification on the spot.

"..."

This picture is indeed beautiful, but it is a bit of a beast.

Qin Wei shook his head, drove this dangerous thought out of his mind, and went out of the bedroom to look for medicine.

Su Heng buried his face in the pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "It's uncomfortable."

"It's hot enough to cook eggs, so it's no wonder it's not uncomfortable." Qin Wei poured a glass of water, took a thermometer and antipyretics, and went back to the bedroom.

Su Heng took the thermometer and squeezed it crookedly under his arm.

"Drink some water." Qin Wei picked him up, holding the water glass to his lips.

Su Heng took a symbolic sip, then pushed Qin Wei with a soft voice: "Stay away from me, don't post it."

"It's okay." Qin Wei didn't care, and persuaded, "Drink it all."

Su Heng struggled lightly, and turned his head weakly: "There is something."

Qin Wei put down the cup temporarily, took him back, and said seriously: "Mr. Su, I want to take care of you. Contact is inevitable, but I have strong resistance, so it's not a big problem, and—"

Still unable to hold back the thought, he lowered his head and kissed it.

Su Heng was exhausted all over, and he couldn't make a sound wherever he could struggle, so he could only let him bully him.

Lips parted, Su Heng gasped even more.

Qin Wei looked down at him, and said in a low voice, "This is how it will be contagious."

Su Heng looked away tiredly: "Just do it."

Qin Wei is also always asking himself why he is so good at doing things. The firm willpower that he was originally proud of is like a piece of paper in front of Su Heng.

Su Heng was so sick that he wanted to ridicule him: "Do you still have willpower?"

Qin Wei glanced at him coldly: "If I didn't have the willpower, you would have already—forget it, drink water."

For the sake of Su Heng's illness, Qin Wei decided to let him go.

Su Heng hugged the water glass on his own, and drank obediently.

Qin Wei helped him take out the thermometer, took a look, and said, "It's over 39 degrees, go to the hospital?"

As soon as Su Heng heard that he was going to go out, he was immediately afraid, and leaned into Qin Wei's arms, with a nasal sound at the end, very resistant: "No."

Qin Wei had no choice but to give up: "Take that medicine and sleep for a while."

Su Heng took the anti-fever medicine, lay down slowly, pulled the quilt to wrap himself tightly, and looked very pitiful.

Qin Wei was afraid that he would have a severe fever, so she didn't dare to sleep, so she went to the bathroom and got another wet towel, and put it on his forehead to dissipate heat.

Su Heng hooked the corner of Qin Wei's clothes, and said in a weak voice, "Light."

Qin Wei turned off the light knowingly, and looked at Su Heng in the dark night.

Su Heng's head was dizzy from the fever, and his eyes were not focused.

Qin Wei took off the towel, kissed Su Heng's eyes, and said softly: "Go to sleep, it won't be uncomfortable when you wake up."

Su Heng said weakly, "I can't sleep."

Qin Wei put the towel by his hand, and hugged Su Heng in his arms: "Aren't you tired, why can't you fall asleep again?"

Su Heng whispered, "Headache."

Qin Wei went to get painkillers, and then patiently coaxed Su Heng to sleep.

After Su Heng drank the medicine, he took the initiative to hug Qin Wei's neck and pillow on his shoulder.It was supposed to be an extremely safe distance, but after the fever, the breath became warm and heavy, and it all breathed into Qin Wei's neck, as if itching, as if away from it.

A lingering numbness appeared around the neck, Qin Wei moved Su Heng's face away.

Su Heng didn't know it at all, and rubbed Qin Wei's fingertips in displeasure, and moved closer to his neck as if deliberately confronting him.

Now I can not only feel the breath, but also hear the sound of the breath clearly.

Qin Wei lowered her eyes and looked at Su Heng quietly.

The sound of breathing that filled my ears was shallow, but it was extraordinarily amplified in the quiet night.Su Heng turned his head unconsciously, the corner of his lips brushed against Qin Wei's ear, soft and warm.

Qin Wei felt her ears were burning.

He exhaled like a sigh, adjusted his posture lightly, and said almost in a whisper: "Mr. Su, don't flirt, you want to fuck."

When the medicine came on, Su Heng heard his words in a half-dream and half-awake, and moved his body drowsily, trying to stay away from him, but the back of his hand under the quilt seemed to have brushed against something, and it was really hard.

Qin Wei held Su Heng's wrist and looked up at him.

Su Heng didn't open his eyes, and twisted his forearm uncomfortably.

Qin Wei's willpower began to falter again, but he knew very well that the current situation was completely impossible, so he could only take a few more glances and chat for comfort.

After a long time, Qin Wei let go of his hand.

Su Heng turned over and shrank into a ball.

Qin Wei worked tirelessly to help him tuck the quilt, and then gently pulled him into his arms, feeling complicated for a moment.

Su Heng hadn't been sick for a long time, and this illness lasted for half a week. He had a low fever during the day and a high fever at night. After a few days of tossing, he seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

Qin Wei took good care of him, but ignored Su Heng's warning, and often had close contact with him that could easily lead to infection, and often ran on Su Heng with brazen words: "I don't exercise, so my physique is poor and my resistance is weak, so it's so easy." Get ill.

Su Heng couldn't hold him back, thinking: You'll get sick later.