too embarrassing

"Repressed feelings always make people have twisted pleasure."

—— Duras

After returning from the business trip, the two doctors were not normal.

Dr. Niu's mood was abnormal and stagnated in his heart; Dr. Gu's body was abnormal and he fell ill immediately.

Coming back from other places, the temperature varies greatly from hot to cold. Coupled with the fatigue of travel and work, Guifenin couldn't adjust, and his body couldn't bear it.

It was just a minor cold, but he didn't take it to heart, and worked overtime for a few days, and the cold turned into a severe cold.

Out of humanitarianism and the professional ethics of a doctor, he was afraid of infecting Niu Keqing with a cold, so he said "no appointment" for more than ten days.

Forced to abstinence...

Niu Keqing hadn't seen Gu Yifening for two weeks, and was a little worried and worried. After asking on the phone, he found out that the other party was sick.

So that night, the doorbell of Doctor Gu's house rang.As soon as the door opened, Dr. Niu, whom he had not seen for a long time, appeared in front of him.

"It's not that we won't see each other for a while," Guifenin said, wearing pajamas at home, with a tired look on his face, but he didn't stop his handsomeness.

He looked at Niu Keqing and smiled for the first time in the past few days.

"I want to see how you are doing," Niu Keqing said as he entered the door, "Why don't you go to the hospital if you have a fever, because you are still a doctor, so you just stay at home and wait for self-healing?"

"I'm fine, I'm just tired," Guifenin closed the door, dragged his tired body, and slumped on the sofa.

A few strands of hair around the man's ears were wet, sticking to his temples. It was just covered in his sleep. It was too hot in the bed.

Niu Keqing took a thermometer and took it to the weak doctor Gu. The mercury kept rising, almost reaching 39 degrees.

Well, it's not the heat of the bed, but the heat of people.

"Go to the hospital."

"We are both doctors, so we can't even cure a fever?" Guifenin curled up into a ball. He just came back from get off work in the hospital, he was too tired to move, he just wanted to fall asleep.

Niu Kechennai didn't care about him, so he took his key and went out to buy some medicine and ingredients. When he came back, he found that Dr. Gu had already got into the bed and was fast asleep.

When I touched the forehead, it was hot.

"Wake up," he grabbed Guifoning's back, picked him up from the bed, and handed him antipyretics and a glass of warm water, "Get up, take your medicine."

Guifenin was dizzy from the fever, his mouth was dry and he didn't want to talk, but he swallowed the medicine obediently like a well-behaved child.

"Drink this glass of water." Doctor Niu was very strict.

"Oh……"

Dr. Gu, who was dizzy from the fever, leaned on the head of the bed, his eyes were slightly open and slightly closed, and there was a misty layer of mist, like the mist on the autumn water after the rain.

Niu Keqing moved his eyes away, but still couldn't hold back and said, "Fortunately, you are not a woman, otherwise all the men in the world would covet you."

The ancient beauty rolled her eyes to seduce him: "Isn't there a man in front of me coveting me?"

"You are sick, but your mouth is still so spirited." Niu Keqing touched his forehead and the back of his neck, frowned and said, "Your whole body is scalded like a furnace."

"I'm hungry..." After all, it was a fever, and Guifenin even lacked the strength to speak.

"I'll cook porridge for you later, to fill your stomach, even if it tastes bad, I have to swallow it."

"Thank you, Doctor Niu, for your care," Gu Yifening buried his head in the thick quilt.

Niu Keqing helped him cover the quilt, turned off the light in the room, and went to the kitchen to cook porridge.

He doesn't know how to cook, so he can only follow the steps on a certain degree, clumsily, and bravely cook a pot of "rice and water".

The porridge was boiled for an hour. After it was done, Niu Keqing tasted it himself, and felt that the taste was weird...Culinary skills really need to be practiced.

He filled a bowl and took it to the room, and dug the ancient mushrooms out of the bed again.

"I cooked some porridge, you can eat a bowl, it's better than empty stomach."

The ancient patient slept twice, and the antipyretics also took effect. Although he still had a low-grade fever, he was no longer tired.

The man began to hide when he was in good spirits, and he was teasing Niu Keqing's devilish cooking skills, "Thank you for your hard work, comrade, you are obviously a black hole in cooking, and you even cook porridge specially for me."

Niu Keqing handed him the porridge bowl, but he didn't take it, and said weakly, "Can Doctor Niu feed me?"

Doctor Gu who was sick was very delicate, with soft hands and feet, like a tender and sick beauty.

"How old are you? Still acting like a baby?" Niu Keqing knocked on his forehead angrily.

The man was leaning on the head of the bed, his eyes were foggy, and he pretended to be sick and weak: "I'm sick, I need someone to take care of me."

Only in front of Dr. Niu can this cold and cold doctor Gu look like a child.

How could Niu Keqing dislike him, so he handed him a spoon to feed him, "Ah..."

"I said mouth feeding."

"Eat it yourself!" Niu Keqing's face became hot, hotter than a person with a fever.

The porridge was boiling hot, and Guifenin was sick and tired, and impatient, he blew it into his mouth after a few blows, and was so hot that he almost threw the spoon away.

"Hiss—" the man frowned, covered his lips, and kicked the quilt twice to show his temper, "I hate having a fever the most, and I feel tired all over."

"Is it hot?" Niu Keqing pushed his hand away, rubbed his lips with his fingertips, and touched it.

Staring at the kissed lips, he sighed for no reason: "Doctor Gu's lips are so thin. People say that people with thin lips are the most affectionate."

Being accused of "thinness" for no reason, Gu Yifenen frowned, "Where did you say that?"

"I said it." Niu Keqing moved his fingertips away from his lips, put them on the center of his brows, and made small circles gently.

Again and again, as if casting a spell, "Get away from the illness quickly, we doctor Gu, we must get well soon."

Guifenin grabbed his hand, "You quack doctor, instead of treating me well, you practice feudal superstition instead."

"I took the medicine and drank the porridge, so I, the doctor, did my best," Niu Keqing said mysteriously, "I can only expose my true identity as a magician, and I urge you to get well soon."

Gu Yifenen was amused by him, and laughed at fifty steps: "Have you watched too many cartoons? So childish?"

"You are a patient, you need someone to coax you."

Niu Keqing also hates the feeling of having a fever, which makes people feel uncomfortable all over.

When he had a fever when he was a child, he was so uncomfortable and aggrieved that his mother twirled his index finger between his eyebrows and comforted him and said: "Magic, the disease will soon go away. We are good, we will get better soon." .”

Guifenin was the only one he would treat with such tenderness.

Niu Keqing gave this man all the best things he acquired in his childhood - magic and love.

The tenderness revealed between his brows and eyes was the greatest charm he exuded at the moment. Gu Yifenen's heart melted immediately, and he couldn't help but pull Niu Keqing into his arms, and kissed him forgetfully.

The porridge bowl almost spilled.

This kiss was very long, and the experience it brought was enough to be worth a sex affair.

The two were lingering under the wall lamp, exchanging saliva and temperature with each other. Their affection was like burning coals, even snow water could not cool it down.

Niu Keqing was kissed so that his lips were moist, and there was a faint smell of rice water in his mouth. He panted softly: "Your fever...is going to infect me."

"This is the best way," Guifenin said, exchanging another moist breath with him.

Their hot foreheads were pressed against each other, and their throats were panting heavily. They were like two athletes who had just finished a long-distance race.

"Let's have a fever together, Niu Keqing."

Gu Yifening tightly wrapped his arms in his arms, sticking to every inch of Niu Keqing's exposed skin as much as possible, to absorb the cold touch.

"I'm hot, you're cold," he said, "Ke Qing, let me hug you, it's very comfortable."

This man with a fever is like a furnace, every part of his body is terribly hot, and every pore is thirsty.

And Niu Keqing's skin is warm and cool, and his breath is refreshing, which is the only clear spring he can grasp in the volcanic flames.

Therefore, he regarded Niu Keqing as a fire extinguisher, and wanted to use him to extinguish the uncomfortable feeling of fever and the endless dry fire in his heart.

Niu Keqing hugged his neck vigorously, pouring the coolness of his body on him through a thin shirt; "Hold me tight..."

He has never been held so tightly by the other party, and he feels like an extremely precious treasure.

Even if the other party only regards him as a life-saving straw.

Simple kisses, caresses, and hugs could no longer extinguish Gu Yifening's fire, and Niu Keqing was so beautiful and delicious that it became a can of combustion accelerant instead.

So, like a restless beast, the man pinned Niu Keqing to the bed...

For two full hours, Niu Keqing seemed to have a nightmare with a high fever.

Gradually heating up, self-burning bit by bit, the crispy and soft body slowly rose in the high temperature, causing him to almost lose his life.

Guifenin was lying beside him, already so tired that he fell asleep, and he was doing intense exercise while carrying his side sickness, he was really going to be hollowed out.

Niu Keqing was much worse. He was lying on the quilt, his face was as pale as a corpse, his slender eye sockets were abnormally red, and there was a tearing pain in his back, which made him unable to speak a word.

Just now, Guifenin was so burned that he lost his mind, the high temperature made him lose his sense of propriety, the intensity increased several times, and gradually evolved into a way of ignoring him.

Poor Niu Keqing was so suppressed that he couldn't move, as if he had been deeply gouged by a sharp knife, shredding his entire body.

He was in so much pain that he even let out a mournful cry, like a dying person humbly seeking to survive.

But he didn't stop.

Because he likes Guifenin, he can bear any pain.

No, it should be said that this little pain is nothing, he has already experienced something ten thousand times more painful than this——

He likes someone, but he can't say it. Is there anything more painful than this?

At that moment, Niu Keqing screamed in his heart: I like you, I like you, I like you...

But he didn't say it, he didn't dare to say it.

And the other party didn't let him go.

Gu Yifening's body is hot, but his heart is cold; Niu Keqing's body is cold, but his heart is hot.

What a compatible couple, they complement each other perfectly.

At the moment when he was tortured half to death, Niu Keqing even had a freak idea:

Maybe I'm just a self-abuse pervert.

He is willing to be a scorching moth surrounded by raging fire, flapping wings as thin as a cicada's wing, rushing towards the bright flame passionately and painfully.

When it was almost midnight, Niu Ke calmed down a bit. He didn't plan to stay here overnight, so he struggled to get up from the bed.

He wrung out a hot towel, wiped Guifenin clean, and cleaned himself up.

Before he was about to leave, he held his breath and quietly placed a superficial kiss on Guifenin's forehead.

With just one kiss, his fiery love evaporated and turned into countless distorted ambiguities, which could only be suppressed in his heart after all.

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he was grabbed by the sleeping man with one hand and hugged him into his arms.

"Hello..." Niu Keqing breathed out, not wanting to wake him up.

Guifenin clasped one of his arms tightly.

Because of the fever, the man felt uncomfortably hot all over, and couldn't sleep soundly. He subconsciously grabbed something that could make him feel at ease.

Niu Keqing hesitated, trying to pull out his arm, but the other party softly uttered a sleepy whisper: "Stay with me..."

His eyes trembled, and Niu Keqing swept the man's light hair, eyebrows, and nose bridge with his fingertips, and finally couldn't bear to say that sentence: I have to go.

He knew he should push him away, yeah, he should have left in time, because he was not a nanny, nor an escort, nor...

Lover of Guyvernin.

But he lay down like a submissive animal.

Quietly staring at the person in front of him, the love he is showing at this moment is the most like water and fire.

He once tried to cover up his liking, put it in the freezer for a period of time, and let it disappear naturally...

How ridiculous and absurd, how can you hide it if you like it?

The gentle and tender eyes under the wall lamp have long exposed his full affection, and love has nowhere to hide.

Secretly, Niu Keqing made a silent mouth shape——

"I love you."