Zhou Yue's footsteps stopped in front of a door.

Most people are in deep sleep at this time, and so are the guests in the hotel.

The elevator stopped at the process with a ding.

In the originally silent corridor, regular footsteps sounded.

Zhou Yue glanced at the house number on the room card and looked for it, and came to the door within a few steps.

The slender fingers have gradually regained consciousness. Zhou Yue's eyes fell on the sensor, playing with the room card in his hand, standing still in front of the dark door, and suddenly hesitated.

After a while, Zhou Yue leaned against the wall opposite the door, took out his mobile phone, and called Zhou Qianqian a few times.

No one ever picked up.

Zhou Yue frowned slightly, no emotion could be seen on his face.

The ventilation system in the corridor has been operating in an orderly manner, and the little warmth that was restored downstairs and in the elevator just now has gradually disappeared.

If it goes on like this, it's really bad to say that you will really get sick.

Zhou Yue stepped up and walked to the door.

He raised his hand and tapped lightly on the door a few times.

After waiting for a while, there was no sound in the room.

It seems that today I have to spend my own money.

The corners of Zhou Yue's mouth hooked slightly, and he raised a smile, with an expression on his face that he didn't know whether it was relief or frustration.

Just when Zhou Yue turned around and was about to go downstairs to the front desk to reopen a room.

The door behind him was opened with a "click".

Zhou Yue paused.

I felt my heartbeat drop.

Ji Lian's confused voice sounded from behind: "Brother Zhou Yue? Why are you here?"

Zhou Yue didn't say anything, just stopped there.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Lian's voice rang again, with a nasal tone: "Did you knock on the door just now? I thought I was dreaming? Why didn't you come in?"

It's also a coincidence that he came here, Ji Lian obviously just fell asleep not long ago.

If he was 10 minutes later, Ji Lian would not be able to get up.

Zhou Yue went to pick up Ji Lian and Zhou Qianqian who were drunk before.

The night Ji Lian came of age, he celebrated with Zhou Qianqian and a group of friends.

Ji Lian laughed when he drank too much, and Zhou Qianqian cried.

The two are like a match.

After making a fuss, one fell asleep more than the other, and Zhou Yue couldn't wake up no matter how he screamed.

He couldn't find out the address of his home, and Zhou Yue couldn't leave him alone in the hotel.

Just pack it up and take it home.

Zhou Yue turned around, his face was the same as before, like a playboy, with a faint and careless smile.

He opened his mouth and teased: "You recognized me just from the back? What if I knocked on the wrong door?"

As he spoke, without being pretentious, he walked over frankly, and Ji Lian turned sideways to let him in.

The door was closed.

Ji Lian was still rubbing his eyes sleepily, and chuckled when he heard Zhou Yue's words: "I recognized your clothes just by looking at them."

After all, when he was in the hospital, Zhou Yue's white coat was wet from crying. When Zhou Yue wasn't paying attention, he even took Zhou Yue's white coat away, and wiped the tears on his face with the sweater on his body.

Fortunately, Zhou Yue was wearing a black sweater today, even if he was wiped with tears, he wouldn't be able to tell.

Of course, it was impossible for him to say this.

After Zhou Yue listened, he didn't say anything, just smiled and looked around the room.

The heating gradually recovered Zhou Yue's limbs and bones.

Zhou Yue looked at the people dangling behind him, but still couldn't help but say something.

"Next time, don't open the door to strangers. It's so late, it's dangerous."

Ji Lian was also sleepy, Zhou Yue said whatever he said, completely forgetting that he was once invincible among his peers, known as the most troublesome existence of the Yanjing City Public Security Bureau.

The things in the room hadn't had time to be "scourge", and the things were arranged neatly. I just took a shower and changed into the pajamas prepared by the hotel.

The towels were casually thrown on the sofa.

Zhou Yue frowned slightly, picked up the bath towel, folded it and put it aside.

Ji Lian followed his buttocks and watched his movements, and said, "There is still a bathrobe in the bathroom, I haven't used it, it's clean."

Then yawned.

This is the default, let him sleep here today.

Zhou Yue paused slightly.

A little surprised at the simplicity of the children's ideas.

I just thought about it at the door and did so much psychological construction——

In the next second, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Yue's mouth.

Yes, two men.

How simple.

It's not like this hasn't happened before.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ji Ershao was also a second-generation ancestor who did not do business since he was a child.

When I was in kindergarten, I was accompanied by a family nanny throughout the whole process.

After meeting Lin Yang, the "young master's disease" got better.

So I don't think it's strange to be taken care of by others.

Not to mention that Zhou Qianqian complained to him before that Zhou Yue stayed in the hospital all day, perhaps because of occupational diseases and extreme cleanliness.

Just as Ji Lian was thinking about it, Zhou Yue's voice sounded in the next second.

The man clicked his tongue, and his tone was a little displeased: "Don't rub your eyes with your hands, be careful of bacteria being rubbed in and causing inflammation."

Perhaps the words came from the mouth of a doctor.

Ji Lian responded subconsciously, and put down her hands, because her eyes were red and swollen from sleepiness and shed too many tears, and looked like rabbits.

Just stayed for a while.

Zhou Yue wanted to laugh but was helpless.

He took out a small bottle from his pocket and said to Ji Lian, "Come here."

Ji Lian walked back obediently.

As a professional habit, Zhou Yue subconsciously wanted to lift Ji Lian's chin, but he raised his hands and put them down again.

"Look up and open your eyes."

Ji Lian also wanted to raise her head and open her eyes.

But the lights were too harsh, and the eyes were too swollen to keep them open.

Look at his face being beaten into a ball under the light and still "strong" to resist.

Zhou Yue really laughed now.

He raised his hand, opened Ji Lian's eyelids, and dripped the medicine skillfully.

Two eyes only took a few seconds.

"Okay, close your eyes."

Needless to say, Ji Lian closed his eyes reflexively the moment the medicine dripped into his eyes.

After waiting for the slight coolness to dissipate, Ji Lian said slowly: "What is this?"

Zhou Yue: ...

What else could there be?

"Glue." Zhou Yue's tone sounded light and light, but it sounded extremely serious.

"Oh."

Ji Lian sniffed, then closed her eyes, for a long while: "Ah?!"

He opened his eyes abruptly, subconsciously touching his wet eyelashes.

Not glue.

Not sticky.

Zhou Yue handed him what was in his hand amusedly: "It's just eye drops."

"Do you really believe it?"

Ji Lian said "Oh" again, and then took the eye drops slowly.

Zhou Yue clicked his tongue.

This is no longer a letter, this is sleepiness and stupidity.

Zhou Yue raised his hand and rubbed his head: "Okay, go to sleep."

Ji Lian glanced at the big bed, feeling a little entangled, always felt that Zhou Yue came to join him, and it was not good to leave Zhou Yue alone to sleep by himself.

But this thought dissipated a second after Zhou Yue pushed him to the bed.

Almost the moment he touched the big soft bed, Ji Lian dozed off in a daze.

But I still didn't forget to chat with Zhou Yue for a few days, and no matter whether Zhou Yue responded or not, I just started talking.

"Is Sister Shui Shui feeling better now? Where is my brother-in-law? Where are you going to sleep tonight?"

"He can't come, he has to take care of Sister Shui Shui..."

"Sister Qianqian was going to get your phone in your car just now, but she didn't have the key, and she said she would pry open your car door..."

Zhou Yue: ...

As Ji Lian said, she turned over with difficulty and fell asleep on the edge of the bed, leaving half of the bed for Zhou Yue.

Zhou Yue watched his movements, didn't say it was okay, just listened carefully, and after Ji Lian fell asleep, he moved him a little to the middle of the bed.

Then he went into the bathroom, and after a while, he came out wearing a bathrobe. He stood by the bathroom door not too far away, his eyes flickering slightly.

Then he walked over and lay down on the sofa at the end of the bed, with his long legs resting on the edge of the sofa, and closed his eyes.

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