The Silver Hamster’s Daily Life

After taking a bath, Ruan Yingyin's hair was fluffy and soft, and she looked more and more naive.

It's just that Jiang Xingyuan's words and deeds just made Ruan Yingyin very angry. When he was blowing his hair, Ruan Yingyin lowered his head and didn't look at him at all.

Jiang Xingyuan put down the hairdryer and stretched out his hand towards her, with a smile in his tone: "Let's go, don't you want to read a book?"

Ruan Yingyin shook her body, glanced at his outstretched palm, and then looked at her front, back, left and right.

She was placed on the sink with a soft towel under her paws. The washbasin was quite high from the ground, and it was impossible for her to jump down and read a book at the table.

She lowered her head and sighed in her heart, thinking that she could hold on for another week, and she would be free from this kind of crime when she returned to her human form.

Ruan Yingyin slowly climbed onto Jiang Xingyuan's hand with a reluctant expression.

Jiang Xingyuan saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but have a smile on his lips.

Jiang Xingyuan didn't dare to do anything to irritate her just now, but when he placed her on the dining table, he accidentally touched her fluffy back.

Ruan Yingyin noticed it for the first time, and immediately crawled away, hiding and staring at him.

Jiang Xingyuan retracted his hand as if nothing had happened, spread the book to her, and put the water and food aside: "You can read it by yourself for a while, and I'll take a bath."

As he spoke, he walked to the second bed, taking off the white T-shirt he was wearing while walking.

After the rain, his clothes were wet and dry. He had just given Ruan Yingyin a bath, and it was dry and wet.

He completely ignored Ruan Yingyin's presence, threw his clothes aside, took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.

Living with Jiang Xingyuan these days, she knew that he would go to the gym every day at a fixed time. A man who works out will not be in bad shape. Not to mention Jiang Xingyuan.

Ruan Yingyin propped her four short legs on the textbook, stared blankly at the scene in front of her, blushed and quickly turned around, feeling her whole body warmed up.

Next, when she read the book and read the homework questions, she felt that she was a little absent-minded. A glimpse of the occasional glimpse, occasionally surfaced in front of me.

She simply closed the book with one paw, walked to the side, grabbed a piece of potato chips and put it in her mouth.

Half an hour later, Jiang Xingyuan walked out of the bathroom while wiping his head with a towel.

He stopped beside Ruan Yingyin, rested his left hand on the table, bent down, and glanced at her textbook.

He didn't blow his hair, and the water droplets fell on the table along the hairline.

The familiar scent of shower gel and shampoo came from him and penetrated into Ruan Yingyin's nostrils.

After finally concentrating, Ruan Yingyin, who was reading carefully, quickly climbed to the side.

Jiang Xingyuan stood up slightly, looked at Ruan Yingyin's every move, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He simply pulled out the chair and sat down, opened the workbook, and said with a pen: "Come on, I'll take you to do your homework."

A few days ago, every time Jiang Xingyuan was doing his homework, Ruan Yingyin would come over to watch. It's as if she did it herself.

As a result, Ruan Yingyin stopped across from him today and refused to come over.

Jiang Xingyuan looked at the hamster in front of him who was extremely vigilant and prepared to run away as soon as there was trouble, and could only give up.

**

When he woke up the next morning to prepare breakfast, Jiang Xingyuan felt his head dizzy.

He probed his forehead, it was very hot, it looked like he had a fever.

Jiang Xingyuan didn't pay much attention to it, and he survived every illness from childhood to adulthood. The fever will go away on its own, and the cold will go away on its own.

If it doesn't get better, after the person falls, he will naturally be sent to the hospital.

Anyway, he couldn't die, and his brain didn't burn out.

Jiang Xingyuan put down his hands and made a simple breakfast with a tired expression.

After breakfast was ready, he knocked on Ruan Yingyin's door and walked in.

Ruan Yingyin was getting up from the bed, the hair on her body was a little messy, and her expression was dazed. At first glance, she did not wake up.

She wiped her eyes with her pink paws and yawned.

Jiang Xingyuan walked over, put her in the palm of his hand, and took Ruan Yingyin out.

Ruan Yingyin, who just woke up in the morning, was the most obedient. Jiang Xingyuan supported her with one hand, touched her fluffy little head with the other, pinched her soft little ears, and stroked her soft back.

She nestled in the palm of his hand, and when her body was completely awake and her consciousness returned to the cage, she opened her dark eyes and waved his hand away with her claws.

Only today, Ruan Yingyin felt that the heat under the paws was a little unusual.

She was stunned for a while, then raised her head and glanced at Jiang Xingyuan.

Jiang Xingyuan's face was still the same face, but it was different from the expressionless face outside. When facing Ruan Yingyin, his complexion was always soft, and his eyes were also somewhat tender.

But today's Jiang Xingyuan is a little more gentle. His face was a little red, his eyes were shining with water, and his slightly drooping eyebrows were a little tired, and he looked a little weak.

Is it a fever?

Ruan Yingyin thought uncertainly, and retracted the paw that she had stretched halfway through.

Jiang Xingyuan put Ruan Yingyin away, then walked to the opposite side and sat down.

He holds a slice of toast in one hand and browses the web in the other. He didn't take a few bites of the toast, then threw it back on the plate with a slight frown, and simply waited for Ruan Yingyin to finish eating with one hand on his chin.

Ruan Yingyin bit the toast stick in her hand, and surreptitiously looked at Jiang Xingyuan's every move.

It seems that it is really not the same as usual, like being sick.

On the way to school, Ruan Yingyin confirmed this.

Because even if she was nestled in his pocket, she felt the obvious heat from him.

It wasn't raining yesterday, was it?

Ruan Yingyin tilted her head in memory. After he came back, he didn't seem to change his clothes, and he bathed himself immediately.

After washing himself first, he went to take a bath.

Thinking of this, Ruan Yingyin felt a little guilty.

Although she looks afraid of this and that, in fact, none of these things can hurt her, she is just afraid. And she's healthy and won't get sick or catch a cold.

Therefore, yesterday she should have let Jiang Xingyuan take a bath first.

Although Jiang Xingyuan sometimes acted arrogantly, it was undeniable that Jiang Xingyuan was taking care of her after she turned back into a hamster these days.

Prepare breakfast, lunch and dinner for her, and take her from the bedroom to the living room, from the living room to the school, and from the school to the home.

He didn't seem impatient at all.

The sense of guilt gradually pervaded. In the morning class, when she saw Jiang Xingyuan sitting in her empty seat, lying on the table and sleeping unconsciously, this sense of guilt reached its peak.

Before he lay down, he put water and food next to her.

Ruan Yingyin jumped off the English textbook, walked past the place where the two tables were joined, and stopped in front of him.

His beautiful eyes were closed, and because of his illness, his face was a little fragile, his brows were wrinkled, he looked a little uncomfortable and a little pitiful.

When he breathed, his breath was filled with heat.

Ruan Yingyin sighed in her heart, got closer to him, stood on tiptoe, stretched out a paw, and stretched it tremblingly towards his forehead.

Jiang Xingyuan opened his eyes alertly.

The moment he opened his eyes, the overwhelming coldness came out from his eyes! The facial features that appear to be fragile because of illness are instantly sharp, as if a sword is unsheathed, which is daunting.

Ruan Yingyin's paws subconsciously stopped in the air, she held her breath, a little afraid of Jiang Xingyuan like this.

Seeing her, Jiang Xingyuan's expression paused.

He reached out and rubbed between his eyebrows, his breath restrained, and he asked softly, "What's wrong? Do you want to go to the toilet?"

Ruan Yingyin: "…"

Jiang Xingyuan sat up straight, stretched out his hand towards Ruan Yingyin, grabbed her body, stretched out her long hand, and put her in the drawer next to her.

Ruan Yingyin's rat toilet is placed inside.

After all, it's a girl, and this kind of thing can't be placed on the table like water, otherwise Ruan Yingyin will not go on it even if she dies.

These little habits, Jiang Xingyuan has figured out these days.

He took Ruan Yingyin to the drawer, then stretched out his hand, propped it on his chin, yawned involuntarily, waited for Ruan Yingyin to finish using the toilet, and then took her out.

Ruan Yingyin kept the position where Jiang Xingyuan put her down, and shook her beard wordlessly.

She actually just wanted to check the temperature of his forehead. But now, it's really unnecessary. The body he touched is still hot.

The hands are so hot, not to mention the forehead.

Ruan Yingyin walked to the phone and hid in the drawer to send a message.

Ruan Yingyin: Do you have a fever?

The mobile phone in Jiang Xingyuan's pocket vibrated, fearing that something was wrong with the company, he took it out to take a look, but was slightly taken aback.

Whether he has a fever or a cold, the people around him never seem to notice it. It was only when he couldn't hold it that he realized it, and then rushed him to the hospital.

This seems to be the first time in two lifetimes that someone asks him: Do you have a fever

A warm stream of water slowly flowed through his heart, and Jiang Xingyuan had a slight smile on his lips.

Jiang Xingyuan: a little

Ruan Yingyin: Aren't you going to the hospital?

Jiang Xingyuan: Don't worry about it, most things will get better by themselves

Ruan Yingyin: What about the few cases?

Jiang Xingyuan: Let's talk about a few cases

If the hamster had eyebrows, it would have been wrinkled at the moment. Ruan Yingyin looked serious and insisted very seriously.

Ruan Yingyin: Jiang, you have to go to the hospital

Jiang Xingyuan smiled, but instead of returning to her, he lowered his head and tapped on the drawer: "Come out."

Ruan Yingyin repeated it again.

Ruan Yingyin: If you are sick, you should go to the hospital, or you can go to the school infirmary.

"Okay, I see." Jiang Xingyuan answered her kindly and put her from the drawer on the table.

However, in the next three classes, Ruan Yingyin did not see that Jiang Xingyuan planned to go to the hospital or the infirmary. He didn't even have water.

He still slept unconscious on the table, and occasionally took out his mobile phone to deal with things.

Ruan Yingyin was helpless, thought for a while, and sent a message to Cheng Yang during the break.

Ruan Yingyin: Cheng Yang, there is something I need to trouble you with

Ruan Yingyin: Classmate Jiang has a fever, and he refuses to go to the hospital. Can you go to the infirmary and ask the doctor to prescribe some medicine to reduce the fever and send it to him?

When he received the news, Cheng Yang was playing games in class. When he saw the content of the news, he seemed to have seen a ghost. He poked Wei Xiangsong, who was brushing the questions next to him, and handed over his mobile phone: "Old Wei, Ruan Yingyin actually sent me a message. It's gone!"

They also knew about Ruan Yingyin's half-month leave, but they always suspected that it had a lot to do with their distant brother. I even thought that Ruan Yingyin might have been hidden somewhere by their distant brother, and the sun could not be seen.

After all, Cheng Yang was dispatched by Jiang Xingyuan that night, bought a new mobile phone, reissued a card, and went to Wanhua Community with food.

But they can't say these things, no matter what, they will stand on Jiang Xingyuan's side.

After all, when they were desperate, Jiang Xingyuan came out to help them, so that they could have the opportunity to go to school.

In their imagination, Ruan Yingyin might be hidden in a basement, unable to communicate with the outside world, and would be bullied by their distant brother every day.

But Cheng Yang actually received this message!

And looking at the content of the news, Ruan Yingyin actually knew that Brother Yuan had a fever! That proves that Ruan Yingyin and Jiang Xingyuan are indeed closely related! Although it may not be what they thought, after being imprisoned.

Wei Xiangsong glanced at it, handed the phone back, looked at the teacher on the podium, and planned to slip out.

Cheng Yang said strangely: "What are you doing? Skipping classes?"

Wei Xiangsong couldn't bear it any longer: "Didn't you see that Brother Yuan has a fever? I'll go to the infirmary!"

Cheng Yang was nervous, and then he reacted, touched his own head, and went out openly.

The teacher on the podium looked at Cheng Yang, shook his head angrily, and didn't care.

**

The bell rang and the last class of the morning was over.

Jiang Xingyuan watched the fight between Jiangliang and Jiangliang without any spirit, and instructed Xu Hao to pick up some spoils inside.

Hearing the ringtone, he put away his phone and planned to take Ruan Yingyin to dinner.

He had no appetite, but Ruan Yingyin still wanted to eat. She dislikes rat food, and even if she becomes a hamster, she will eat human food.

When he was taking a shower yesterday, he discovered that Ruan Yingyin was really too thin, skinny like a mouse, but it would be better if he was fat.

Ruan Yingyin looked at the door of the classroom absentmindedly. Cheng Yang replied to her just now, saying that he had already gone to the infirmary to get medicine, and he would come over immediately.

Sure enough, after the lunch vanguard disappeared from the classroom, Cheng Yang and Wei Xiangsong came in.

Jiang Xingyuan stood up and leaned against the wall: "Why are you here?" His eyes fell on the small transparent plastic bag Wei Xiangsong was carrying, which contained medicine.

Wei Xiangsong handed the medicine to Jiang Xingyuan: "Brother Yuan, this is the antipyretic medicine prescribed by the doctor in the infirmary. You can eat it in the morning, afternoon and evening. If the fever has not subsided, go and see for yourself."

Jiang Xingyuan looked at the medicine in front of him with a confused expression, but did not take it. He subconsciously glanced at Ruan Yingyin who was raising his head beside him, pursed his lips and asked, "How do you know I have a fever?"

Cheng Yang looked around, and there was no one else in the classroom except them. He handed over the phone: "It was Ruan Yingyin who said it."

Jiang Xingyuan took the phone and looked at the chat record slightly distracted.

He turned his head and looked at Ruan Yingyin.

Ruan Yingyin stood on the table and pretended to know nothing.

Wei Xiangsong handed over the mineral water and medicine in his hand again: "Brother Yuan, it's just noon now, you should take the medicine first."

Jiang Xingyuan was not used to this kind of concern, he took it with a frown, put it on the table, nodded and said, "Understood, you two, let's go, I still have something to do."

Seeing Jiang Xingyuan say this, Cheng Yang could only suppress his gossip and leave with Wei Xiangsong.

After they left, Ruan Yingyin returned to normal.

She climbed to the bag of medicine, opened the plastic bag with her claws, lowered her head to study some varieties, and then raised her head to look at Jiang Xingyuan. Although she didn't speak, she understood the meaning.

Jiang Xingyuan looked at her incredulously, with a heavy tone: "You want me to take medicine?"

Ruan Yingyin nodded.

Jiang Xing Yuan didn't speak for a long time, and just stared at her like that. She couldn't understand the look in her eyes, but she just felt a little uncomfortable.

She wondered, is Jiang Xingyuan afraid of hardship? But she looked at it and saw that most of these were Western medicines, and they would go down as soon as they were irrigated with water.

After a long while, Jiang Xingyuan smiled, with a normal smile: "Okay."

He sat down again in his seat, and put a few small pills in the palm of his hand as instructed by the doctor above.

Ruan Yingyin sat on the side, stretched her neck and counted, and after confirming that it was correct, she lay down.

Jiang Xingyuan raised his head and put all the medicine into his mouth.

Ruan Yingyin felt a little relieved. She came to the mineral water and pushed the mineral water bottle in his direction.

Jiang Xingyuan had already crushed the medicine.

After removing the outer layer of sugar coating and capsules, the medicine inside was so bitter that the tip of the tongue was astringent, and the whole mouth was filled with an unbearable bitter taste.

He looked as usual, as if eating candy, chewed it and swallowed it.

Ruan Yingyin raised her head, opened her mouth slightly, and stared blankly.

Can this...this...medicine still be eaten like this?

Jiang Xingyuan lowered his head and smiled at her, reached out and touched her little head lightly, and withdrew his hand before she could react.

There was a bit of gloom in his eyes, and his lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Ruan Yingyin, do you know how dangerous it is for you to do this?