Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

Yun Chen was frightened by his own thoughts.

His body was stiff, and Lu Huaixu thought he had been hurt, so he leaned over gently and stroked his hair with his hand: "Can you do it again?"

Yun Chen subconsciously wanted to agree, but a burst of depression surged into his heart, and he said sadly: "I'm tired."

Lu Huaixu had never heard Yun Chen refuse before. He was startled when he heard this and stopped quickly.

Because of Yun Chen's abnormality, Lu Huaixu picked him up and checked him carefully. After repeatedly confirming that he was not injured, he believed that he was really just a little tired, so he took him to the bathroom to clean him.

But before he could stand up, he heard Yun Chen say: "I'll go by myself."

Lu Huaixu's hand paused and hung in the air.

Yun Chen was not angry with Lu Huaixu, he just felt flustered and powerless because of his speculation.

He desperately hoped this was just a coincidence.

I hope my dreams will go wrong once too.

But he should know that his dreams never go wrong.

He should seek verification instead of lying to himself day by day...

Yun Chen stood up unsteadily, walked slowly over while holding on to the door frame, and turned on the faucet.

In the mist, he finally wrote all his thoughts on his face.

After a while, someone held his waist.

The boy's voice was a little bitter and he sounded extremely wronged: "What did I do wrong? Why didn't you let me hug you?"

Yun Chen's throat was choked and he was speechless.

Lu Huaixu's crying voice is really attractive. As soon as he opens his mouth, Yun Chen wants to abandon all principles and hug him: "Because I won't let you touch him? I'll give it to you, okay? You can have whatever you want from me..."

Yun Chen: "Okay."

Lu Huaixu: "No, not good at all. I must have done something wrong somewhere. Please tell me, okay? I can't stand you looking at me like this."

Yun Chen: "You're not wrong, I'm just a little tired. Let's go to sleep."

Lu Huaixu: "Then let me hug you."

Yun Chen was silent for a while, and his legs were indeed so weak that he could no longer stand.

His arms slowly hooked around his neck, acquiescing to Lu Huaixu's words.

On this day, Yun Chen stayed up all night.

He was actually very tired and wanted to close his eyes to rest and have a good sleep.

But he had never been so afraid of sleep.

He was afraid that when he closed his eyes, he would see himself in that underground garage again, using a scalpel to open someone else's chest and taking out the heart from the deflated balloon...

No.

He could no longer deceive himself like this.

If the dream is true, there is a heart hidden in that basketball.

If there is nothing in it, then his boy is innocent.

He will overturn everything he has to compensate him and love him...

When it got up at dawn, Yun Chen started to have a low fever.

He still couldn't fall asleep, his eyes were closed, and some complicated thoughts were scattered around him.

Lu Huaixu noticed something was wrong when he asked him to get up, took his temperature, and then took his mobile phone to call Director Li to ask for leave.

When Director Li answered Yun Chen's call, what he heard was Lu Huaixu's voice, and he said with a big tongue, "Huh?"

"I'm not his director. You have to call him to ask for leave... Oh, I can go over and say it for you... You're welcome... Hey, are you really..." This young man is so quick to hang up and gossip. Can't it be done at once?

Lu Huaixu asked for leave for him, put Yun Chen on his lap, gently pressed his head with his fingers, and said happily: "It's good to listen to you."

He was indeed tired last night.

If he hadn't spoken out, if he had done that a few more times, he would have really broken him.

If you have a low fever, you don't dare to use antipyretics to cool down easily. You can only use some ice packs to apply it, so it's very torturous.

Yun Chen's eyebrows were still frowning. Lu Huaixu was afraid that his strong hands would backfire, so he put his fingertips over and gently rubbed his temples: "Is this more comfortable?"

Yun Chen opened his eyes, stared at Lu Huaixu with wet eyes for a while, and suddenly hummed: "I'm so hungry, is there anything to eat?"

Lu Huaixu didn't think much and said almost immediately: "I'll do it."

Yun Chen: "No, there's still that cake..."

Lu Huaixu: "Your stomach won't be able to bear eating that kind of thing so early in the morning. Can I steam the shaomai for you?"

Yun Chen: "Yeah."

Lu Huaixu: "Kiss me."

Yun Chen was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly stretched out his hand, pulled Lu Huaixu down and kissed him.

This kiss had a hint of something else.

It's like confessing yourself.

It's like a reluctant farewell.

But Yun Chen deliberately tried to hide it, and even though he was as sharp as a deer, Huaixu couldn't smell it out.

He was so delighted by his lover's proactive kiss that he felt as if he was stepping on clouds as he walked towards the kitchen.

Yun Chen lay on the bed for a while with his eyes closed, then slowly sat up and got off the bed with his hands and feet lightly.

He pulled out the tennis net that he had thrown under the sofa last night, glanced at the busy figures in the kitchen, and then returned to the room quietly...