After passing through the book, he survived by cheating on the paranoid villain

Chapter 448 Chu Heng Is Sick

I don't know if there is a reason why the little stupid bear shared the bed, Li Zhao felt that she slept surprisingly well this time, and fell asleep without dreaming all night.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the next morning.

The little stupid bear who was sleeping on the pillow next to him was nowhere to be seen, and Li Zhao was no stranger to this situation.

Little stupid bear always comes and goes without a trace, and never sleeps with her until dawn.

Li Zhao yawned, rubbed his eyes with his hands, and then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

The decoration design of the small attic is very convenient, and almost every room has a separate washroom.

Li Zhao also has this room.

As usual, she cleaned herself up before going downstairs.

But... why is it so quiet downstairs?

Chu Heng hasn't gotten up yet?

Li Zhao stood on the stairs, paused his steps, listened carefully to the movement downstairs, and ran downstairs again.

The first floor was too quiet, and there was no sign of Chu Heng in the kitchen.

Li Zhao looked up at the clock on the wall.

At this time in the past, Chu Heng had already cooked breakfast for the two of them.

Li Zhao looked at Chu Heng's closed door, stepped forward, and knocked with his hand.

There was no movement in the room.

Li Zhao knocked on the door again, and said inside, "Chu Heng? Are you up yet?"

"..." Still no response.

"Am I in?"

After Li Zhao finished speaking, he twisted his hand holding the doorknob, and the unlocked door was opened smoothly.

The only window in the room was covered by heavy curtains, and the view was dark, and the nostrils smelled the clear and cold fragrance floating in the air in the room.

Li Zhao's eyes widened slightly, and he quickly adapted to the dim light, and saw the obvious protrusion on the big bed.

The sound of her knocking on the door and the opening of the door just now were not small, and her voice was also raised, but Chu Heng did not give her any response in the room.

Sleeping normally, it shouldn't be so heavy, right?

Li Zhao's heart sank, and he raised his hand to touch the light switch on the wall.

The painted walls are smooth and smooth, without the switch bumps that Li Zhao is familiar with. The structure of Chu Heng's room seems to be different from that of hers.

Li Zhao simply gave up turning on the light and walked in.

Chu Heng curled up under the blanket, and didn't respond to the person entering his room. He fell into a nightmare and had shortness of breath.

If Li Zhao turns on the lights or opens the curtains, he will find that Chu Heng's lips are white and chapped but his complexion is flushed, there are tiny beads of sweat overflowing from his forehead, his hair roots are moist and his expression is tense, it is a kind of expression that people can see at a glance. It was found that he was in a state of being a little bit wrong at the moment.

But Li Zhao couldn't see clearly. After she called Chu Heng's name twice but got no response, she stretched out her hand worriedly.

Weiliang's fingers touched Chu Heng's face.

Li Zhao was startled by the burning sensation of his fingers.

"Why is it so hot!"

She withdrew her hand, her eyes widened.

Because of Li Zhao's touch, Chu Heng escaped from the nightmare.

He moved his body, opened his eyes in a daze, and his brain was a little dizzy.

Li Zhao noticed Chu Heng's movement, and immediately squatted down and said, "Chu Heng, how are you feeling now? I called you outside just now, but when you didn't respond, I came in. Your temperature is so high, isn't it?" feeling bad?"

Li Zhao suspected that Chu Heng must have a high fever, but he didn't know what caused it.

Chu Heng just woke up, his limbs were numb, his head was dizzy, and even his reaction became a little sluggish.

In the darkness, he blinked and said slowly: "I feel fine, but I'm a little dizzy."

Li Zhao was anxious: "Your body temperature is so high, you must have a fever. Can you get up now? I'll take you to the hospital."

"I can get up." Chu Heng moved his body, and then he was taken aback, and the hand that was about to reach out to touch the light switch also retracted.

Chu Heng grabbed the quilt with both hands, took a deep breath, tried his best to restrain his inner churning emotions, and said to Li Zhao, "I want to change clothes first."

"Okay." Li Zhao thought that Chu Heng was embarrassed to go out in her pajamas, so she nodded and got up and walked out, but after a few steps, she stopped and turned around and said, "By the way, do you want to turn on the light for you? The light in your room Where is the switch? I just couldn't find it."

I don't know what kind of fabric the curtains in Chu Heng's room are made of. The curtains are completely blackout, and no light can sneak in from the window by chance.

In such a dimly lit bedroom, Li Zhao was really afraid that Chu Heng would accidentally fall off the bed when he got out of bed to get his clothes later.

Chu Heng lay on the bed, motionless, staring at Li Zhao with dark eyes, his heart tightened: "No, the switch is at my bedside, I will turn on the light later."

"Yeah." Li Zhao nodded, "I'm right outside, if you need help, just call."

"it is good."

Chu Heng watched Li Zhao's figure disappear outside the door.

The door was closed, and the originally bright room was instantly flooded with darkness.

A hand was stretched out from under the quilt to press the switch, and with a "click", the light in the room turned on.

Different from the bright and warm layout in Li Zhao's room, Chu Heng's room is empty and has very little furniture. Apart from the wardrobe, there is only a bed, a computer desk, and bookshelves filled with almost everything. Books occupying an entire wall.

There was little furniture and few things in the room.

The sanitation is very clean, almost to the point of being spotless.

The things on the table and the bookcase were neatly arranged without any mess.

But also because of this, it feels deserted and devoid of life. It is completely impossible to imagine that this is a room where a teenager has lived for more than ten years.

Chu Heng raised his hand to lift the quilt, and sat on the bed with his hands propped up.

With that clear and juan facial features, even if his face turned pale due to a cold, it didn't affect his outstanding appearance in the slightest.

However, the young man was obviously in a bad mood at the moment. He was expressionless and stared at his legs with deep eyes.

That wet and cold existence seemed to remind the boy what happened last night.

The previously forgotten images in my sleep last night suddenly flooded into my mind and gradually became clearer.

The young man clenched his somewhat exhausted hands into fists.

He closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

Under the bright incandescent light, the indifferent young man didn't know what to think of, his eyebrows frowned, and he let out a deep breath.

(End of this chapter)