Nonlinear Love

The sugar rolled in his mouth, Su Lian said vaguely, "It's so sweet."

The voice is very soft, with a bit of arrogant disgust, like a child pretending to be cold, so cute.

Chi Wang laughed again, and couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his messy hair: "Then Su Lian, just lie down, be obedient, don't move, I'll get you a towel to physically cool down."

"No, I'll just sleep a little longer." Su Lian didn't take it seriously, he took off his jacket and threw it to the side.

The whole person is indented into the quilt, and the eyelids are getting heavier and heavier when he sees people busy going in and out.

The headache was splitting, groggy, and his head was tilted, and he fell back to sleep again.

When Chi Wang came out with the towel, he saw that the person had closed his eyes and was breathing lightly.

He gently lifted the broken hair in front of his forehead, put a half-wet towel on his hot forehead, and wiped it slowly.

After repeating it back and forth several times, I feel that the temperature has finally dropped a little - a little.

Chi Wang sat sideways on the small bed on the upper bunk, with his legs hanging in the air, staring at the sleeping face of the person in a trance.

This person is usually cool and cold, he doesn't even want to give in to a sickness, he is so stubborn when he has a high fever, and he doesn't know what he is doing.

Just as he was sighing, someone suddenly grabbed his fingers that were supporting him, and the palm of his hand was lightly hooked by the fingertips, and then he pulled it over.

Chi Wang lowered his eyes, and the white and slender knuckles wrapped around his fingers, as if he was afraid of people running away, the tighter he grasped.

At that moment, the beating heart seemed to tighten with the strength of the palm.

Chi Wang didn't dare to move, his whole body was tense, and he froze in place.

Then, he heard a very soft murmur from the chuáng, and this time he heard it very clearly.

Su Lian's voice was low, with a bit of a cold nasal voice: "Brother Chi, I have a headache."

Chapter 19

Bang bang, bang bang.

Chi Wang felt that the room was very noisy, and his head was full of messy rumblings. After a while, he realized that it was his huge heartbeat.

He bent his fingers and held it back, only to find that Su Lian's hand was a circle smaller than his own, and it was clenched tightly in the palm of his hand.

It is very thin and white, with a thin layer of calluses on the palm, but it is still very soft.

My heart beat faster and faster.

Wait, what was Su Lian's name just now?

Brother Chi, it seems that he has never called him like this before.

Su Lian is always a Chili with a name and a surname, his expression is indifferent, calm and emotionless.

But this time is different, obviously with a little bit of dependence, like whispering weak and acting like a spoiled child.

For no reason, Chi Wan remembered that the night he sent people home last week, Su Lian also called "brother" with such a very light ending.

He didn't hear the surname at the time, and thought he was calling someone else, but this time he heard it very clearly, and he was sure he heard it right.

There aren't many people with the surname Chi, and Su Lian is probably the only man he knows besides Chi Bianhai.

So, he was really calling himself.

Is it because it's too uncomfortable to be sick, so you act like a spoiled child?

His eyes fell on that face, and he felt that Su Lian was really pitiful and heart-wrenching.

Only when he is stupefied will he show weakness and reveal his true heart.

But the sound of Brother Chi was really itchy.

Chi Wang rolled his throat, pressed his palm, and said softly, "Su Lian, you call again."

The person on the chuáng frowned, his face became paler and paler, and the crooked knuckles revealed a trace of unease, and they refused to speak again.

As if the moment just now was his own hallucination, Chi Huang twitched his hand slightly, and his fingers were suddenly pulled, unable to move.

"If I don't leave, I'll be here with you." Chi Li lowered his eyelashes and dared not move.

Hearing this, Su Lian's brows loosened, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

Sitting in the air was not very comfortable, so Chi suddenly kicked off his shoes, climbed up carefully, and lay on his side.

The person who has always hated other people's touch seems to have sensed it.

The thin pajamas came from the hyperthermic temperature, and the heartbeat stopped again.

Chi Wang raised his hand and touched his forehead, wondering if the fever was contagious. Otherwise, why do you feel short of breath, rapid heartbeat, numbness in your limbs, and high body temperature.

One hand was pulled by Su Lian, and he could only use the other hand to slowly rub his sun xué to help relieve the headache.

After rubbing for a while, Chi Wang asked in a low voice, "Does your head still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Su Lian responded slowly, shook his head slowly, and drilled another inch into his arms.

Probably spent all his life's patience here, Chi Huang treated him like a child, reached out and patted the quilt lightly, coaxing people to sleep.

Patting and coaxing, he was also a little sleepy, and fell asleep with his head on his head.

In the chaos, Su Lian had a dream about the second year he and Chi Wang were together.

At that time, they were still living in a small house outside the fifth ring road of the capital. In order to save heating costs in winter, they bought a small oven online.

The bright light illuminated the room, but it didn't work, it was still cold, from head to toe.

That day was the worst winter in 30 years. At night, the two of them were lying on the bed watching a movie, covered with a thin quilt and shivering.

to keep warm.

The plot is a bit boring, a bad movie that can't be called a popcorn movie, just because the website is exempted, and the background sound is turned on to pass the time.