police!don't run!

Shen Jun thought, Jian Zhou's fierce and fierce appearance is really cute, in order to get a few more glances, he didn't mind Lin Daiyu possessing him.

Unexpectedly, Jian Zhou seemed to have a negative score in life skills, but he was quite proficient in taking care of patients.

After the power outage, the temperature in the air-conditioned room was very low. Jian Zhou wrapped Shen Jun into rice dumplings and threw them on the bed. He dug out the cold medicine in the medicine box at home, and went to the kitchen to brew two cups and bring it out.

Shen Jun looked at the two cups of "increased quantity without price increase" cold granules, and was a little puzzled, "Will you get a free drink?"

Jian Zhou didn't speak, and handed one of the cups to Shen Jun, and under his surprised gaze, he held his breath and poured the other cup into his stomach.

Shen Jun, "..." Although I know that Jian Zhou loves sweets, he is not so mad that he would not even let go of cold medicine, he is a real snack, he took it.

Shen Jun cautiously clenched the cold medicine in his hand, in case Jian Zhou didn't drink enough and came to snatch it from him.

"Don't drink medicine indiscriminately." Thinking that there are really no sweets and drinks at home, Shen Jun reflected on his carelessness, and said, "I'll store up some snacks for you tomorrow, just bear with it today, I really can't help but order a takeaway instead." Booze cold granules are strong."

Hearing this, Jian Zhou gave Shen Jun a strange look, leaned over to check the temperature of his forehead, and there was faint worry in his eyes, "Hurry up and drink the medicine, I'm talking nonsense."

Shen Jun, "...I am so ill that I have hallucinations?"

Shen Jun took a few mouthfuls of cold medicine to suppress his shock, and asked, "Did you not drink the medicine just now?"

"Drink it." Jian Zhou took Shen Jun's empty cup after drinking the medicine and put it aside, and said, "Be careful in advance, so as not to be infected by you."

Shen Jun was immediately annoyed and amused, "You are so experienced."

"Well, my mother has been in poor health since she gave birth to me, and she used to get sick often." Jian Zhou said casually, talking about those difficult days when he was a child, his tone was very calm, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter, " At the beginning, I had no experience, my mother’s illness was not taken care of, and I still had a fever, and then I gradually learned to be smart.”

Shen Jun seldom heard Jian Zhou mentioning his family, but now he heard a few words from him that were calm and breezy, and he felt that his heart was full of distress, and his face sank.

Jian Zhou caught a glimpse of Shen Jun's expression of bitterness and hatred, and thought that he was suffering from a fever, so he slowed down his voice and comforted, "Take the medicine and sleep, and you will be fine tomorrow."

It was the first time for Shen Jun to see such a gentle Jian Zhou, and he was stunned unconsciously.

Jian Zhou sat by the bed and asked, "Is it cold?"

Seeing that Shen Jun shook his head, he didn't bother to talk nonsense, and touched his exposed hand, it was really cold, so he commented coldly, "Brave."

Then he asked, "Is there a hot water bottle?"

Shen Jun continued to shake his head, "It's really not too cold."

Shen Jun's pale face was not convincing at all, Jian Zhou hesitated for a while, and finally lifted a corner of the quilt and lay down next to Shen Jun.

Shen Jun quickly stepped back, "Be careful not to infect you."

"I'm taking medicine." Jian Zhou said, moving himself into Shen Jun's arms, and hugged him sideways, "I'll give you a hot water bottle for free, you're welcome."

"No, no thanks." Shen Jun froze into a stone statue in an instant, his tongue was a little knotted, "You take care of people... all in this style?"

"I don't know, except for my mother and you, I have never taken care of anyone else." Jian Zhou said frankly, "There are not many people I care about."

Shen Jun's heart trembled suddenly, and he found his breath after suffocating for a long time, "Who cares? Me?"

Jian Zhou didn't know how much his words caused waves in Shen Jun's heart, and he didn't think it was so difficult to confess the person he cared about. At such an age when he was just beginning to fall in love, he often didn't know clearly The difference between friendship, love and family affection.

He just realized that he cared about his mother differently than he cared about Shen Jun, but he didn't understand what this difference meant.

At this moment, being locked on by the warm and focused eyes in the candlelight of Shen Jun, some small emotions finally came out quietly, which made the drowsy little deer in Jian Zhou's heart go on the rampage, and he shook his head indiscriminately , wanted to deny his concern, wanted to hide his panic, but after a long silence, he still said, "Well, it's you."

He thought confidently, so what if he cared, it wasn't something shameful, there was something he dared not admit.

As soon as he finished thinking about it, he found that Shen Jun's originally stiff body softened, hugged himself actively, buried his head in his neck like a big dog, and rubbed against his neck twice, just like his milk tea when he was acting like a baby.

The corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, Shen Jun smiled and said softly, "You too."

You are also someone I care about.

Influenced by Shen Jun's good mood, Jian Zhou felt that the turbulent little emotions in his heart calmed down a little, and he had the illusion of suddenly being enlightened. He couldn't help but also smiled and said, "I know."

I thought a little funny in my heart, this person still has the nerve to question his style of caring for patients, and he didn't first look at his own style of illness.

Forget it, the patient is the biggest patient in the world, Jian Zhou showed 120 points of patience, stroked Shen Jun's back with his hands, and said, "Go to sleep."

Sleep... what to sleep, wake up, hi!

Shen Jun felt that he would definitely not be able to sleep this night, so in order to divert his attention, he cleared his throat and said, "Can't sleep, tell me a bedtime story?"

Jian Zhou was a little stumped, "I can't speak."

After thinking about it, I asked, "Can you recite the politics I read this morning?"

Shen Jun, "..." You can shut up.

"I seem to have heard a story about the little prince when I was a child." Jian Zhou told the story of the little prince based on his impression.

He is really not good at telling stories, without rhetoric and without emotion, he narrates the content very simply and straightforwardly, and his voice that has been deliberately slowed down is still as usual cold.

But Shen Jun didn't care what Jian Zhou said, he just liked the sound of Jian Zhou's voice ringing in his ears, and the feeling that Jian Zhou was close at hand. After listening quietly for a while, he actually felt a little drowsy.

But when Jian Zhou mentioned that the little prince met a fox in the desert, he suddenly got stuck and asked Shen Jun, "Did the little prince go back to find his roses at last?"

Shen Jun, "...Do you want to interact with bedtime stories now?"

Jian Zhou said, "I don't know the ending."

"Go back, the little prince loves his roses very much, so he went back." Shen Jun smiled lightly, but answered decisively and firmly. He looked at Jian Zhou, and slowly read the sentences in the book with a soft voice, "If a person has a special liking for a flower, and that flower is unique in the vast galaxy. Maybe there are five thousand flowers in the world that are exactly like you, but only you are my unique rose."

Since Jian Zhou doesn't know the ending, Shen Jun is more willing to give him a perfect fairy tale world and give him the ending he wants.

When he was young, the story that accompanied Jian Zhou for many nights finally had a happy ending. He smiled sincerely and said, "That's good."

"You." Shen Jun couldn't help pinching Jian Zhou's cheek, and pretended to complain, "I'm only telling half of the story, I've never seen someone so stupid."

"My mother was too busy at work at that time, it would be nice if she could last until she came home. I usually fell asleep after listening to a few words." Jian Zhou explained, his black eyes glanced at Shen Jun, a little dissatisfied Ask, "The story is over, why don't you go to sleep?"

Jian Zhou is so tired, it's really hard to coax.

Seeing Jian Zhou's small expression, Shen Jun couldn't help laughing, "You idiot, I haven't finished."

Jian Zhou asked, "Didn't you finish?"

"Well, I can't finish the story, the little prince and his rose will be together forever, so their story will not end." Then, Shen Jun pressed the corner of the quilt carefully for Jian Zhou, and said, "Go to sleep, Good night, I will tell you the rest of the story later."

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Shen Jun: The ending of the little prince is purely made up by me. If there is any similarity, is it a coincidence? Anyway, my little rose and I will last forever! (￣▽￣)／