defeated

Maybe it's because I'm too tired recently, maybe it's because of the frequent bouts of severe flu during the summer vacation, maybe it's because the temperature of the air conditioner is too low at night, and Zhan Huo tragically caught a cold.

Wen You opened his eyes early in the morning and saw that the house was very quiet. He couldn't help being a little surprised. It was even more strange that Zhan Huo didn't wake him up for dinner.

He got up and went to the living room, only to find that he was curled up on the sofa and was unconscious, sweating profusely, his cheeks were smoky, and his breathing was heavy.

Wen You's heart skipped a beat, and he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, it was really hot.

Zhan Huo opened his eyes weakly, before he could see the words clearly, he had already said, "The meal is on the table, you eat it yourself."

Wen You showed sullen expression, "I'm not a fucking pig, so of course I can eat by myself."

Zhan Huo was amused by his tone, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he wanted to laugh, but he didn't have the strength.

Wen You was a little embarrassed, "What are you laughing at?"

Zhan Huo's head was tilted by the pillow, and his dark eyes were fixed on him.

Wen You frowned, and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead: "Zhan Huo, are you stupid?"

Zhan Huo laughed twice, stretched out his hand and pushed his hand away from his forehead.

"Eat your meal, I'll be fine in a while." The dry air and illness made his voice hoarse and soft.

Wen You mocked him, "Are you a radiator? You'll be fine in a while."

Zhan Huo, who hadn't been offended for a long time, looked at him suddenly, his serious expression really surprised Wen You.When did he really become so afraid of Zhan Huo? His expression changed, and every cell in Wen You's body became vigilant.It can't be said to be fear, but more: it's over, and it made him angry again.

The helpless and funny emotions flashed by, Wen You was also frightened by himself, he coaxed: "I know you are sick, I won't make you angry."

As soon as the warm and handsome face magnified in front of his eyes, Zhan Huo was stunned.

"Go to the hospital, you have a bad fever."

Zhan Huo frowned and refused: "No, at this time..."

"I'm fine, go now"

"No, it's just a fever. You'll be fine after taking the medicine."

Zhan Huo's hand softly patted Wen You's arm to stop him from trying to take him to the hospital. The heat was transmitted to Wen You's skin through the shirt, and Wen You's senses became sharp instantly. He felt that although Zhan Huo's fist was hard, Soft palm.

If you pull it up, it must feel good.

It's a pity that Zhan Huo is not a character who can hold hands with people. When walking on the road, he may hate walking side by side, and he will use his long legs to leave people behind, or lean back slightly due to his restrained personality.

Wen You took a moment to lose his mind, and when he realized it, he was being pushed back by Zhan Huo.

But he is really weak when he is sick, even if he uses a lot of power to tweet, he still has no strength.

His cheeks flushed because he couldn't breathe, his scattered pupils and his soft black hair all grabbed Wen You's attention.

That kind of soft, weak stubbornness makes Wenyou feel very strange.

Wow, what skill is this?The big move of being sick instantly made Zhan Huo so cute.

Wen You couldn't help lowering his head and teasingly said, "Hey, what are you going to do, I'll help you."

Zhan Huo raised his head, his body was covered with cold sweat, when he raised his head, his facial features looked extraordinarily delicate because of his growing hair.The whole person is like turning into a child.

The sick Zhan Huo's temperament has weakened a lot, and he is no longer strong and indifferent.

Especially when Wenyou knew that he was not a cold person at heart, this unexpected softness was really surprising.

He opened his mouth, his pale lips moved twice, and there was an indistinct sound in his throat, he coughed twice, and there was a sound of panting in his chest.

Wen You hurriedly poured a glass of water for him to take medicine, turned around and saw Zhan Huo getting up and walking towards the desk.

Wen You frowned: "What are you doing?"

Zhan Huo turned his head, his bland expression showed that apart from the whole process, he hadn't fully understood what mistake he had made.

Wen You walked over and stuffed hot water and anti-fever tablets, anti-inflammatory drugs, and cold medicine into his hands, and blamed him, "Didn't I tell you to rest? I'll help you get what you want."

This hard-bang-bang concern is sometimes obvious and sometimes profound.

Zhan Huo, whose IQ and EQ plummeted after being ill, obviously didn't understand it.

He raised his neck and gulped down half a glass of water, stayed for a while before saying, "I'm going to hand in the manuscript."

Wen You frowned, "What else do you care about?"

Zhan Huo slowly walked past him to find the notebook, "I haven't finished flipping through it yet."

"You are sick and need to rest now, I will pay for it for you."

"I promised others that I would finish it tomorrow."

"Didn't you say yesterday that you handed it in today?"

Zhan Huo didn't want to say that it was an excuse to shut him up when he was in a hurry, and the occasional little lie was harmless, but Wen You would probably be unhappy if he said it.

He whispered, "I'm going to rush now."

However, in a second, he was picked up by someone.

The body was off the ground, the hands were hanging down, the water glass he was holding slipped from the palm, and fell to the ground with a bang. The hot water fell on the variegated square carpet, forming a cloud of milky white mist.

Zhan Huo looked at Wen You in surprise, and the other party carried him back to the bed with a serious expression, "Rest now, I'll take care of the manuscript."

Zhan Huo felt a little dazed when the scorching bodies pressed against each other.For some reason, a blush appeared on the smooth skin, spreading wildly.

Zhan Huo, who was not clear-headed, felt his heart choke, and it seemed that something was constantly squeezing at the moment of sudden stop.Leaning his head weakly on Wenyou's chest, he frowned and stared angrily at the void.

He doesn't like people touching him, especially in such a situation where he can't protect himself.

What's more, what's the matter with this strange posture?Who the hell wants him to hug him?

However, now he can only sulk. If he said it, Wen You would triumphantly say that he was stingy, and if he was more shameless, he might climb up the pole and say that he was shy.

What's more, people are kind, and the kindness of others should not be overly harsh.

Zhan Huo's gloomy face made Wen You feel strange. He stuffed him under the quilt and covered him, then reached out and touched his head again.

I just took the medicine, and I don't know if it will work.Zhan Huo was exhausted, and as soon as he touched the bed, he rolled over limply and fell to the other side.

It had been a long time since he had slept in a soft and big bed.

Seeing that the quilt was being carried, revealing Zhan Huo's thin back, Wen You frowned and helped him pull back the quilt to tuck it in.

The whole person was wrapped tightly, only a shell-white neck and reddish ears were exposed.

Wen You sighed, he naturally knew why Zhan Huo got sick.

Every day he dominates Zhan Huo's bed and let him sleep on the sofa, and he can also use the air conditioner under the quilt, and even cause some troubles from time to time, Zhan Huo is really hard.

He felt a little guilty, or give him back the bed?

Wen You thought about it, and felt a little bit reluctant. He could only stay here for a while, and he wouldn't have the chance to sleep in the future.

What's more, he has already said that he can buy a big bed to sleep together. Who told Zhan Huo to refuse?

Maybe after this time he will think about his opinion carefully?

Wen You's fantasies were full, as if Zhan Huo could agree to his request after waking up while taking advantage of the aftermath of his illness, he suddenly became a little happy.

Moving the notebook from the living room to the bedroom, he sat down in a place that was convenient for typing and taking care of Zhan Huo.

Turn on the computer and click on the folder to help Zhan Huo continue yesterday's work.

He looked at the side for a while, and he naturally knew what it was.It was a legal document in German. Wen You searched for the initials and finally found it.However, when I opened it, a pop-up popped up on the computer screen: Please enter the password.

He made a simple judgment, and it turned out to be an advanced password.

This is tricky, Zhan Huo is resting now, and it is hard to rest, do you want to wake him up for such a trivial matter?

Wenyou looked at the screen in distress, tapped his fingertips on the desktop boredly, thought for a while, and exited the folder.

Click into the resource manager, and the fingers leap quickly on the keyboard. After 1 minute, the folder pops up.

He smiled, and was about to click in, but stopped.

Looking at Zhan Huo on the bed, he is sleeping obediently and soundly.

If he knew that he broke the password of his document without permission, Zhan Huo would be pissed off, right?If he gets angry, Wen You will feel a headache just thinking about it.

After sitting for a while, he still got up and walked to the bed, leaned his head over and yelled softly twice.

Zhan Huo in his sleep was actually not very calm, his brows were frowning, and his body was tense.Wen You was a little worried and patted his shoulder lightly.

Zhan Huo finally regained a little consciousness, his eyelids were weakly closed, his eyelashes fluttered, like an angel between half dream and half awake.

"What's wrong?" He asked vaguely.

"What's the password of the folder, I'll look it up for you."

"Huh?" Zhan Huo responded with his eyes closed.

"Tell me the password."

Zhan Huo finally heard his words clearly, opened his eyes, the light gathered in his pupils, and he said, "What password?"

The tone was faintly tough.

Wen You didn't notice it, he was still immersed in the novel experience of discovering Zhan Huo's weak side, and said with a smile: "Aren't you in a hurry to hand in that manuscript? I'll translate it for you."

Zhan Huo exhaled and told him the password.

Wen You returned to the computer and started translating intently.

Zhan Huo nestled under the quilt, half-opening his eyes and looking at Wen You who was sitting at the table and helping him translate.

His body was constantly sweating, his eyes were blurred, and the sweat on his eyelashes reflected countless light spots. When he blinked, the colorful light in front of him changed, as if he had a kaleidoscope.

In the grotesque scene, there is always a familiar silhouette.