I hate seeing the facade

Yu Rong came to Fang Yiran's dormitory again.

Fang Yiran always felt that the frequency of the two of them visiting each other was getting higher and higher in the past few months - you must know that before their debut, the two of them could be said to hate each other, everything was handed over by Sun Hua and Andy, life and death They are unwilling to step into each other's dormitory door.

But now, Fang Yiran, who had just taken a hot bath, was wrapped in his own little quilt, with an ice pack on his head, watching Yu Rong obediently, rummaging through drawers for cold medicine for himself.

Fairy lives.

Fang Yiran sighed in his heart, I can still be sick for another 30 years, I can.

Yu Rong squatted and rummaged in the drawer for a long time.

When he lowered his body, a small white waist under the sweater would be exposed.

Fang Yiran didn't know if it was because of the fever or what, he just felt that the blood in his brain was boiling, and his eyes were sore from the heat.

Yu Rong searched for a long time, but found nothing except dusty hands.

He suspected that Fang Yiran was messing with him, so he gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at Fang Yiran.

"Everywhere you mentioned, there is no medicine."

Yu Rong said fiercely.

He's in a hurry, he's in a hurry, he's in a hurry, he's in a hurry! ! ! !

Fang Yiran coughed quickly, put on a weak look, limply raised his fingers and pointed to the drawer in the farthest corner.

In fact, Fang Yiran knew where the cold medicine was kept for a long time.

But he was evil-hearted, and he just wanted to see for himself how busy Yu Rongwei was.

"You haven't seen it over there, have you?"

Fang Yiran's acting skills soared, and he said angrily, "Last time you had a high fever and passed out, but the captain, I fed you a sip of water and a mouthful of medicine, the world is cold..... .”

Yu Rong still looked dubious.

But he resignedly opened the corner drawer, rummaged through it a few times, and finally found several bags of granules and a large bottle of cough syrup.

There is also a small gift box.

Yu Rong: "?"

He paused for a moment, and finally lifted the lid of the box silently.

Inside the box was a black velvet cloth, on which lay two silver necklaces quietly, with two identical silver rings strung together.

Yu Rong was a little curious. He half-closed his eyes and moved closer, trying to identify the cursive letters engraved on the silver ring.

However, a hand suddenly passed behind Yu Rong and snatched the box.

"Yes, Comrade Yu Rongrong."

With a hoarse voice, Fang Yiran leaned into Yu Rong's ear from behind and whispered with a smile, "Have you learned to peek at the captain's things? Huh?"

Yu Rong froze.

This person's body temperature is so high right now, it's like a mass of walking flames, his arms passed behind him, and in a half-embracing position, he was hot and scorching tightly against his body from behind .

"The medicine was found."

Yu Rong shook the medicine in his hand, pretending to be calm and not looking directly at his face.

Fang Yiran caught the fleeting panic in Yu Rong's eyes.

——Such a great opportunity to tease, of course Fang Yiran couldn't let it go.

He smiled and moved his face closer, obviously wanting to say something to tease Yu Rong.

However, Fang Yiran's expression froze suddenly.

The next second, he sneezed loudly.

"I'm so miserable." Fang Yiran yelled weakly while lying on the bed.

"Last time I had a nosebleed in front of the whole world when I was broadcasting with you, but this time I fell into the water when I was filming with you in front of the whole crew."

Fang Yiran chirped, "Little Yu Rongrong, do you think you beat me?"

Yu Rong ignored him, just sat by the bed, holding a small bowl and a spoon, and carefully melted the medicine particles at the bottom of the bowl.

The sound of metal spoons scraping across the bottom of the bowl is simply piercing.Fang Yiran glanced at the pitch-black potion in the bowl, rolled his eyelids, and felt his stomach churn even more.

So Fang Yiran said again, "I'm so miserable."

Yu Rong glanced at him.

"It's okay." Yu Rong said, "The medicine will be more bitter."

Fang Yiran: "......"

Yu Rong finally dissolved the granule completely.

He took out the spoon, shook the remaining medicinal liquid on it, and then stretched out the bowl to Fang Yiran's mouth with one hand straight.

Fang Yiran knew that he could not escape.

So he obediently swallowed the medicine in one gulp.

After drinking the medicine, Fang Yiran and Yu Rong looked at each other quietly for a few seconds.

——Then they discovered a fatal problem at the same time.

"Where's the water????" Fang Yiran roared heart-piercingly.

Yu Rong immediately got up and ran out the door.

When Fang Yiran was paralyzed on the bed and was about to be shattered by the bitter taste of the medicine in his mouth, Yu Rong finally ran back with a large glass of water.

Fang Yiran gulped down half a cup of cold water, Yu Rong stood watching him drink, suddenly remembered something, turned around and went out again.

Fang Yiran hiccupped, feeling that the smell in his throat had finally dissipated, and he relieved his frown that was so bitter.

Yu Rong is back.

He was holding a bulging plastic bag in his hand, and he was hiding it behind his back, obviously not wanting Fang Yiran to see it.

Fang Yiran was an outrageously rebellious person, the more people stopped him from looking at him, the more he wanted to look at him, so he jumped up from the bed and stretched his neck to poke his head.

Yu Rong didn't expect him to get up directly, and there was no time to hide.

When Fang Yiran saw what was in the plastic bag, he immediately howled heart-piercingly.

"I have treasured the fine wines for 30 years!!" Fang Yiran burst into tears, "No!! You can't take them away!!"

Yu Rong numbly looked down at the Coke Sprite Fanta Wanglaoji in his bag: "......"

Yu Rong finally agreed to leave him two bottles of Sprite, on the condition that they can't be frozen in the refrigerator.

Fang Yiran, who had lost his love of drinking, was holding the water glass, half-sitting on the head of the bed in a daze.It may be that people are a little confused, but they just said in a daze: "I'm cold."

So Yu Rong started to tuck the corner of his quilt inward.

Fang Yiran was in a trance for a while, but still said he was cold.

Yu Rong glanced at Fang Yiyan's seven-foot-high quilt, at the temperature of the air conditioner, and at the closed doors and windows.

Yu Rong said, "Be patient, the fever-reducing medicine will take effect in a while."

Fang Yiran trembled: "I can't take it anymore, I'm about to freeze."

Although Yu Rong didn't let Fang Yiran fall over this heart-shattering butt today, but Yu Rong still feels a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He got up, and his voice was rare and soft: "I'm going to get a hot water bottle."

Fang Yiran grabbed Yu Rong's hand.

"It doesn't work." Fang Yiran shook his head in pain.

——However, in the next second, his gaze suddenly became pious and sincere, and he looked straight into Yu Rong's eyes.

"Why don't you come into my bed, let's make a living together, and I'll borrow you to keep warm." Fang Yiran said.

The author says:

Fang Yiran (whispered): Does anyone remember these two necklaces?