Stand-in self-cultivation

"woke up?"

Jia Ran opened his eyes in a daze, staring at the figure sitting by the bed in some confusion.

"I gave you a fever-reducing injection, and I left the medicine for Uncle Wang, so there's nothing serious about it."

"Okay, you are..." Jia Ran coughed twice, feeling weak and limp all over. Even sitting up was a bit difficult, and his eyelids were like iron being pressed, and he couldn't open his eyes no matter how hard he tried.

"Don't get up, take a good rest, I'll call Uncle Wang over for you." The man stood up and helped Jia Ran tuck the quilt, picked up a medicine box and opened the door.

Jia Ran sighed, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

have a fever.

The curtains were opened by someone, and the sunlight made the room warm. Poor Jia Ran was still shivering under the soft quilt.Caught a cold... He stared blankly at the blue sky, his mind buzzing.On the way back to Ma Qiming's house yesterday, he was naked and blew a gust of cold wind. When he got here, he was pushed into the bathtub by a man and took a cold shower. It's not surprising that he had a fever.Panting heavily, he turned over and stretched out his hand to fumble for the mobile phone that was on the side. Dozens of missed calls woke him up in an instant!

Jia Meng!

It was agreed to go to the hospital to see his sister at nine o'clock today, but now it's already past ten o'clock, and the alarm clock has never been heard!Jia Ran hurriedly dialed, but there was no answer there. At this time...Jia Meng might be undergoing chemotherapy.He sat up with difficulty, shook his heavy head vigorously, and waited for a long time before he had the strength to get down to the ground.He lifted the quilt, and what he saw was the pinched purplish red thighs and dry sticky marks on his lower abdomen.That bastard Ma Qiming pressed him down and did it twice last night, and he fell asleep halfway through, and didn't even have time to clean up.He raised his arm and looked at it. As expected, there were also bruises on his upper arm. His skin is relatively sensitive, and he would leave nail marks for a long time when he scratched it gently. With the intensity of his sex with Ma Qiming, he did not leave any traces. Rather strange.

When he was looking for his clothes, the door was pushed open, Jia Ran hastily pulled the quilt to cover his horrible body, stared at the blurry figure at the door, and blurted out: "Uncle Wang, where are my clothes? "

Uncle Wang held a tray and opened the door with one hand. To be honest, he had never done such a thing as delivering food to people under his nose. He really doesn't care.Ignoring Jia Ran's question, he walked slowly to the bed, arranged the tray, bent down and took out a tattered wooden board from the cabinet, buckled four painted metal brackets from the back, and put it on the bed.

"Qi Ming never eats in the bedroom. He used it a long time ago and didn't want to throw it away. Let's make a living. The doctor told me that you have to rest, and... it's not convenient to move around. You should eat in the bedroom."

Jia Ran stared blankly at the table propped on his lap, not knowing what to say.This table looks too familiar, with a dark blue table top wrapped with a white edge, and four metal legs. He also had an identical one before, and it was given to him by someone who bought too much.

"You're hungry." Uncle Wang said with a smile, and put the rice on the table, a bowl of porridge, a stack of pickles, and a small bowl of chopped apples, "Your Aunt Li made this for you, she Saw unwashed dishes this morning, let me say thank you."

Jia Ran nodded stiffly, he looked at the table, hesitant to speak.

"Here are the hot towels and mouthwash."

"No, thank you, Uncle Wang." Jia Ran's throat was so dry and itchy, he cleared his throat, and finally kept his confusion in his heart, he looked up at Uncle Wang and said, "Can you help me find it?" My clothes, I'm going to go."

"Are you going to find Jia Meng?" Seeing him nodding, Uncle Wang said, "Qiming called your sister. He said you were sick, and your sister already knew about it. He told you to rest well when he left, by the way." ,and this--"

"Give me this for what?" Jia Ran looked at the card in Uncle Wang's hand coldly, motionless.

"Qi Ming told you to buy some books... it's only a few thousand dollars, take it." As if seeing his resistance, Uncle Wang put the card on the edge of the table and pushed it forward again, "Let's eat." , Just rest here when you are full, he will come back tonight."

Half an hour later, Jia Ran was sitting in the car, playing with his fingers listlessly.

He didn't take the card that Ma Qiming gave him, and he didn't eat the meal made by Aunt Li. He only took the medicine prescribed by the doctor, and got into the car without taking a shower.Ma Qi knew early in the morning that he would not stay, even the driver was prepared for him in advance.Looking at the driver who kept looking at the rearview mirror from the corner of his eye, Jia Ran felt a little tired. Although he didn't say anything, the disdain and inquiry in his eyes made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.Turning his head to look at the unchanging scenery outside the window, Jia Ran sighed.

"Dudu..."

the phone is ringing? !

Jia Ran turned her head in a daze, subconsciously clutching her cell phone tightly.

Phew, not his.

"Hello?...Okay sir...No, no trouble..."

Jia Ran clasped his arms tightly, his muscles trembling faintly, the air conditioner in the car was turned on to 18 degrees, his legs were pressed tightly against the car door, and he could feel a steady stream of cool air blowing out from the air outlet, curling up his body, he He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the driver in the driver's seat.The phone doesn't adjust to mute, and he dares to answer the phone on a mountain road. Ma Qiming really feels relieved to entrust his life to such a person...

"No, no, I'll remember. I'll see you in an hour... Good sir, no trouble... I'll see you later."? Straightening his body a little, Jia Ran raised his head, his mouth stubbornly pursed into a straight line.

The driver turned on the turn signal, and parked the car in the emergency area amidst regular clicking sounds.

"I'm sorry." The driver's tone contained unconcealable schadenfreude. He held the passenger seat and looked back at Jia Ran, "Mr. Jia, please get off here, I'm going to pick someone up."

"I don't want to either." Seeing that Jia Ran was silent, the driver curled his lips, "It's the Lord who called me—— Nuo, Bairan, Mr. Bai. Otherwise, you can call Mr. Ma and let him Find someone to pick you up?"

"What's your name?" Jia Ran asked suddenly. The driver didn't expect him to talk about an irrelevant topic. He didn't say yes for a while, and he didn't say no. Under his gaze, he became a little at a loss.

"What do you mean by this?" the driver asked deliberately.

Jia Ran remained silent for a long time, and after a while, he smiled.No longer looking at the driver, he pushed the car door with his schoolbag in one hand, ducked out of the car, and slammed into the door with a bang.

Inexplicably, the driver looked back at Jia Ran who was standing outside the car watching him expressionlessly, and shivered.After adjusting his seat belt, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Jia Ran took out his mobile phone to look at the map, and then looked around. He is now on a provincial road.It was noon, and there were not many private cars on the provincial road from the suburbs back to the city. Most of them were tourist cars and pickup trucks, and they were in a daze. Taking a step back, he happened to meet the little piggy who was squeezed immobile at the end of the carriage.

Pig: "Heh heh heh!"

Jia Ran: "..."

Looking at the dazed eyes of the little piggy Doudou, Jia Ran's anger subsided a lot.

There is a chance.He secretly thought, dogs look down on people, shit, Ma Qiming will fire you sooner or later.It's still up to the Lord... alright.He swallowed hard, feeling cold all over.Because of the word Bairan, he was stunned by Ma Qiming last night, and today because of him, he was thrown by the driver on the provincial road with a fever... The characters don't match, the characters don't match... Jia Ran held his breath and looked up at the bright sun .The midday sun was very glaring, but it didn't give the slightest warmth to his body. Taking antipyretics on an empty stomach caused his stomach to burn hot, and he kept regurgitating acid water. The bitterness in his mouth was the same as eating Coptis chinensis, but it was the most uncomfortable. That's not all, he could feel the hot flow from his ass - it was Ma Qiming's semen.He stood there with a livid face, wiped his face in embarrassment, and finally patted his forehead vigorously to cheer himself up.Jia Meng didn't know what was going on. He still carried the wig he bought for his sister in his schoolbag. Thinking of this, Jia Ran suddenly gained unspeakable strength. He took a deep breath and took a big step against the guardrail.

It's a bit regretful to say it, he really should have drank the porridge just now, and he has to walk for at least an hour to get to the bus stop.Who is this mean?Jia Ran, Jia Ran, tell me about you, because of that breath, is it not your body that is bad?What should Jia Meng do if he falls down?The younger sister's emotions are already unstable, what if she is stimulated and loses control again... He should have held the card first, wouldn't it be more exciting to throw it in Ma Qiming's face?Jia Ran was thinking aimlessly, walking mechanically with his legs.

At this moment, a mountain bike suddenly passed by, and the wind blew up Jia Ran's hair.The young man woke up from the unrealistic brain supplement, stretched out his hand to smooth his hair, but before he could do it, the cyclist suddenly stopped on the side of the road, took off his helmet, and looked back Own.

Jia Ran was taken aback, he stood where he was, and watched the person who jumped 50 meters away turn around and push the cart towards him.

"Jia Ran?"

He looked at the rider in front of him wearing a helmet and dressed in flamboyant green, then at the mountain bike of the same color as him and the flirty little red flag on the handlebar, quickly went through his mind, and asked : "Who are you?"

"It's me!" The rider took off his helmet, and the strong hormones rushed over his face. The extremely aggressive smell made Jia Ran take a step back, and then he looked up at his neck. Wet with sweat, with distinct roots like a hedgehog, two bushy eyebrows, a tall nose bridge, and a dark complexion...

"Cow!" Jia Ran blurted out.

Han Che: "..."

Jia Ran: "..."

"My name is Han Che, and I added you on WeChat... What happened yesterday, I'm really sorry." Han Che, who was the culprit of the brain strike that caused him to be hit, hugged his helmet tightly in embarrassment, and said with his head down. , "Did you see the WeChat I sent, can I have a meal?"

Jia Ran looked at him inexplicably. He had a little impression of Han Che's name. He did add him as a friend yesterday, but why didn't he have any impression when he sent WeChat?What is eating?

"It's okay, it's just a misunderstanding." Jia Ran said suspiciously, and waved at him, "I'm leaving, bye."

Han Che: "..."

Seeing Jia Ran continue to walk forward without looking back, he pushed the cart and hurriedly chased after him.

"Where are you going? How do you wear long sleeves on such a hot day? Isn't it hot? Or sunscreen? You are indeed quite white."

"..."

"Did you hear me, Jia Ran? Where are you going?"

"……bus stop."

"Is your house nearby? It's at least an hour's walk downhill from here. Are you doing a race walk? Dressed like this?"

"..."

"You don't look very good, would you like some water? I made my own energy drink, would you like some?"

Jia Ran stopped in his tracks, turned impatiently and looked up at Han Che who was pushing the cart and following him all the time: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Han Che's face was as black as a lump of coal, and people who were not familiar with him would not be able to notice the slight blush on his cheeks.He raised his hand to scratch his head, but he felt a little silly when he raised it halfway, and put it down quickly.

"You are a sophomore. I asked someone to ask you yesterday...but you look very small, about the same as a student who just finished the college entrance examination..."

Jia Ran was at a loss, turned around and continued to walk forward, the words just now had almost exhausted all his strength, now his legs are moving completely by instinct, not to mention that his head is like a lead weight, It made him dizzy.Insects were constantly chirping in the grass, and the noise from speeding vehicles made him a little unspeakably irritated. He was really uncomfortable, and he was not in the mood to deal with the black-and-white cows... No, Han Che chatted kindly.

Buzzing in his ears and not knowing exactly what he said, Jia Ran stopped, looked at Han Che solemnly again and said, "I can go by myself, classmate, please go ahead."

Han Che looked at Jia Ran's horribly white face and the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, hesitated for a moment, and then stretched out his hand to rub the other's forehead, almost screaming when he touched it!

So hot!

Jia Ran impatiently opened the hand that was caressing her head, clutching the bag with one hand, and walked forward.

"You have a fever! What's going on? I wanted to ask just now, why are you walking on the provincial road? Do you know if you have a fever? This is very dangerous!..."

The young man stared intently at the end of the road, and from the corner of his eye, he watched Han Che's mouth opening and closing without knowing what he was saying.Can't hear, can't hear anything, but the phone in my pocket seems to be vibrating.Ignoring the anxious Han Che, he calmly took out his phone, and answered without looking at it.

"elder brother……"

Jia Ran's sanity was clear for a moment, he stopped, picked up the phone and glanced at the contacts, and hurriedly raised the phone to his ear again.

The girl's sharp and piercing voice came from the earpiece and reached Han Che's ears very clearly.

Seeing Jia Ran, Han Che's face turned livid in an instant, the sharp voice on the phone kept howling, and it was a hot day, but he broke out in a cold sweat from fright.

"You missed your appointment, brother! You missed your appointment! You missed your appointment!"

"I'm going to jump, I'm going to jump, I swear you'll never see me again!"

"I'm going to make you pay for what you've done, bye-uh!! Let me go! What are you doing..."

"beep……"

Before Han Che could react, Jia Ran in front of him shot out like an arrow from the string!

"Jia Ran! Don't run!" Han Che threw himself out of the car and grabbed the struggling young man within a few steps. He held Jia Ran's trembling shoulders tightly, and his heart felt inappropriate—he Why are you so thin?

"Hey...look at me, Jia Ran!" Han Che roared, calling back Jia Ran's misty consciousness, "Although I don't know what happened, but you're running too slowly, I'll take you down the mountain by bike ... Jia Ran!"

The youth stopped in his tracks.

Some people have called themselves that.

"Don't run, Jia Ran."

...Where did he... go?