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Zhou Yu'an was lying on the bed in the guest room, with his head next to the candle on the bedside table, staring at the candle in a daze, thinking about what happened tonight, he couldn't help but smirk, and his face was also hot.

He likes Zhong Fuchu, there is no doubt about it, but does Zhong Fuchu like him?He didn't know, he only knew that Zhong Fuchu probably didn't hate him.

When he was in college in the United States, he liked a senior. He wrote a long love letter very innocently and handed it out for a long time, but the senior agreed without saying a word. He took him to the hotel that night to open a room. He whispered Said that the rhythm is too fast to adapt to, but the senior smiled and said that this is the American rhythm.

American Rhythm, when he was taking a shower with his senior, he saw a text message from his senior's mobile phone, and it was another man asking him to open a room. He felt sick at the time and ran away quickly.

That was the first time he discovered his sexuality, and it was also the first time he fell in love with someone. He didn't expect such an ending, which caused him to have a shadow of that circle, and he never set foot in it since then.

Song Dixin always thought that he didn't pursue success, and only he knew what was going on. The senior probably felt that he was being tricked, and he gritted his teeth when he saw him for a long time.

Zhou Yu'an shook off the figure in his mind, thinking that Zhong Fuchu was still the best, at least he looked clean and self-sufficient, except that he was a straight man, which was a pity.

What is Zhong Fuchu doing?Can't read a book with a candle?

He imagined the scene, Zhong Fuchu held a candle in one hand and a book in the other, looking like a hard-working and good student with a hanging beam piercing his buttocks, and he couldn't help being happy.

He sneezed happily, but the result was that the candle was blown out by his sneeze.

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The sudden darkness made his heart beat wildly. Fortunately, the mobile phone was next to him. He quickly turned on the flashlight of the mobile phone. He took a breath when he saw the light, sniffed his nose, his throat felt a little itchy, and couldn't help but sneezed again.

He never turned off the lights when he slept since he was a child. Once when he was a child, the nanny turned off the bedside lights after he fell asleep. He woke up in the middle of the night and didn't see the light. He hired a nanny and slept with him for several days.

After I grew up, I gradually got used to it, but I still couldn't stand dark and cramped spaces, such as unlit elevators and dark boxes.

Zhou Yu'an looked at the battery of the phone, and there was only a layer of blood left. After thinking about it, he got out of bed with the phone and walked outside.

He walked outside Zhong Fuchu's bedroom, knocked on the door, and said, "Doctor Zhong, my candle is out."

After a while, Zhong Fuchu opened the door, actually holding a book in his hand.

Zhou Yu'an opened his eyes wide, and asked in surprise: "You're blind, do you really read?" He didn't even notice that his voice was hoarse.

Zhong Fuchu raised his hand and touched his forehead with the back of his hand, and said in a deep voice, "You have a fever."

Zhou Yu'an froze for a moment, touched his forehead with his hand, and said, "No." But he did feel a buzzing in his head, and his eyelids were a little heavy.

"...You can't feel it yourself." Zhong Fuchu put the book on the cabinet beside him and said, "I'll go find medicine, you stay here for a while."

"You don't need to take medicine, I'll be fine after a night of sleep." Zhou Yu'an didn't like taking medicine, so he shook his head desperately.

Zhong Fuchu ignored him, turned around and went out.

Zhou Yu'an sighed, he glanced at the Pikachu doll on the bed, kicked off his slippers and lay down on the bed, hugging Pikachu and lying down, his eyelids drooped.

Zhong Fuchu's bed must be magical, he thought before falling asleep.

Zhong Fuchu first found out the antipyretic, looked at the expiration date, and found that it hadn't expired, then went to boil water, mixed a glass of warm water, and went back to the bedroom. One ear, long legs protruding from the nightgown resting on the doll's tail.

Zhong Fuchu regarded the bed as an absolute private domain, he frowned, walked over and patted Zhou Yu'an, he didn't wake up, and wanted to pull the doll out, but he couldn't.

He simply pinched Zhou Yu'an's nose, but Zhou Yu'an naturally opened his mouth to breathe, and muttered: "Stupid Xu Xing, go to the other side."

Zhong Fuchu frowned, grabbed Zhou Yu'an's face suddenly, exerted some strength in his hands, Zhou Yu'an suddenly woke up from the pain, groaned, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Your Pikachu hits people." Zhou Yu'an kicked the doll away, sat up and rubbed his eyes, tilted his head with sleepy face, his whole body was uncomfortable, his head was dizzy, and he just wanted to sleep on the spot.

"Drink the medicine." Zhong Fuchu held the water glass in one hand and the medicine in the palm of the other hand, and handed it to Zhou Yu'an.

Zhou Yu'an knelt on the bed, stared at the pills for a while in a daze, then lowered his head and stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick the pills in Zhong Fuchu's palm into his mouth.

The wet and nimble tip of the tongue slipped across the palm, like the tongue of flame on a candle, a burning itching, Zhong Fuchu's hand trembled violently, and suddenly retracted to hold it tightly.He squinted his eyes, suspecting that Zhou Yu'an did it on purpose.

But Zhou Yu'an was holding a pill in his mouth, and was about to swallow it with his neck stuck. After swallowing it for a long time, he couldn't swallow it. His whole face was wrinkled, and he looked like a mentally handicapped child. Zhong Fuchu had no choice but to pinch his chin and take Fill your mouth with a glass of water.

Zhou Yu'an was caught off guard by being watered, and with a grunt, he finally swallowed the pill with the water.

Then he fell back and fell asleep again.

Zhong Fuchu rubbed his eyebrows with some headaches, put the water glass aside, picked up the doll that was kicked to the ground, put it in the closet, and then lay down on the other side of the bed.

Insomnia was originally just a lonely journey for one person. Once there is another person who is sleeping next to him, it is like a person who is about to starve to death.

Zhong Fuchu closed his eyes helplessly. After more than an hour, he still hadn't fallen asleep. He turned to look at Zhou Yu'an, who had fallen asleep beside him, and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead. The fever had subsided a lot, and just breathing The sound is still a little heavy.

As soon as he withdrew his hand, Zhou Yu'an suddenly turned over towards him like spreading pancakes, and then put his arms on his body, and squeezed his head into his neck, pushing his head against his chin.

Zhong Fuchu sighed, he turned over and did not move, but another leg was crushed on his body.In fact, if he really wanted to open it, he could have tidied up Zhou Yu'an properly, but he still didn't move in the end.

He has never slept with anything in his arms, and the dolls on the bed are just decorations, which make him feel at ease.

Suddenly such a charcoal-like person was burned in his arms, which made him very uncomfortable.The breath exhaled by a person with a fever is flaming, like two small flames sweeping at the neck, making people a little restless.

He thought he would lose sleep completely, but maybe Zhou Yu'an's breathing sound had a hypnotic effect, or maybe he was really tired this day, so he fell asleep quickly, a rare night without dreams.

When Zhou Yu'an woke up the next day, it was already bright outside, and he was surprised to find that he was actually on Zhong Fuchu's bed. After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't help hugging the pillow and started laughing.

Unexpectedly, he had a fever so high that he could sleep in the same bed with his sweetheart, it was really good, the fever was wonderful, he wanted to scream.

Zhong Fuchu opened the bedroom door, and saw Zhou Yu'an's inexplicable smirk again, and when he came in, the corners of his mouth almost grinned to the ears.

"Doctor Zhong, didn't you go to work?" Zhou Yu'an asked with a smile, it was almost nine o'clock now.

"I'll go later." Zhong Fuchu said, in fact, he wanted to wake up Zhou Yu'an in the morning, but after thinking about it, he asked for leave.

He walked over and took Zhou Yu'an's temperature, it was 37.1°C, the fever had almost subsided.

"Come out to have breakfast after washing, where are your clothes." Zhong Fuchu pointed to the clothes on the bedside table.

Zhou Yu'an nodded, presumably Zhong Fuchu washed and dried him, thanked him, took his clothes and went to the bathroom.

Packed up and came to the restaurant, and had breakfast with Zhong Fuchu, it was quite rich.

While eating, Mingyan called and told him the location of a coffee shop, and let him go there by himself, he sighed, originally planned to stay with Zhong Fuchu in the morning.

After breakfast, Zhong Fuchu drove Zhou Yuan to the door of the coffee shop. Zhou Yuan got out of the car, walked to the window of the driver's seat, bent down and said to Zhong Fuchu:

"Doctor Zhong, can I continue to invite you out to play next time?" Although he asked last night, he was still worried, fearing that Zhong Fuchu would regret it.

Zhong Fuchu rubbed his fingers on the steering wheel, nodded, and said, "Remember to come to the hospital on Thursday to remove the stitches."

"Okay!" Zhou Yu'an smiled.

"Remember the doctor's order I gave you before." Zhong Fuchu thought for a while, and then urged.

Zhou Yu'an nodded in agreement, the two of them fell silent, and neither of them took the initiative to say that they would leave. The moment of anger was a bit weird, Zhou Yu'an opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, when someone was honking behind him, Zhong Fuchu coughed lightly, and said something "I go first".

Zhou Yu'an watched his car leave, and suddenly someone called him from behind: "Lolo."

He turned around and saw Mingyan standing at the door of the coffee shop looking at him, and hurried over.

The two went to the second floor of the coffee shop and asked for a private room. Mingyan looked unwell, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes had deepened a lot. She looked Zhou Yu'an up and down, frowned and said, "Why are you so thin?"

"I'm not thin, I eat pretty well here." Zhou Yu'an felt a little helpless, Ming Yan always judged fat and thin with naked eyes, and she was not sure.

"Mom, is there anything you want to do in Wenhua City this time?" he asked.

Mingyan glanced at him, with a little anger on her brows, and said: "Can't you find my son if you have nothing to do?"

"That's not what I mean, I'm just worried that something happened at home." He always felt that Mingyan seemed to be in a bad mood, and there was a bit of fatigue and sullenness between her brows and eyes.

Mingyan didn't answer, and asked instead: "Who was that person in the car at the door just now? Your friend?"

Zhou Yu'an hesitated for a while, then said, "Yes, a friend."

Mingyan looked into his eyes and asked aggressively: "Who did you go to the concert with last night? Why did you lie to me and say it was a colleague dinner?"

When she stares at people, her eyes are always sharp. When she was young, she was notoriously bad-tempered and preoccupied. There was a wife from another family who secretly discussed her background, and Mingyan took the opportunity to humiliate her when she found out.

Zhou Yu'an had already prepared the draft, and said: "A colleague has two tickets, we had dinner together first, and then went to the concert." The combination of the dinner and the concert was perfect.

"What colleague? Male or female?" Mingyan asked the bottom line.

Zhou Yu'an lowered his head and remained silent. He was strictly controlled by Mingyan since he was a child, and he had to report every detail. He also got into some troubles when he was rebellious when he was young, and later he resolutely decided to study abroad.

Seeing Zhou Yu'an being so angry and silent, Mingyan looked unhappy, and said, "I only have you as my son, of course you should pay more attention to it, don't always find me annoying."

"I've grown up." Zhou Yu'an muttered softly.

"If you really grow up, I won't worry so much. You'll be like a child all day long, and you'll even count the money if you're cheated."

Ming Yan took out another item from her bag and handed it to Zhou Yu'an, saying, "This is the amulet I asked for in a temple in Thailand, please put it away carefully."

Zhou Yuan took it over and took a look. On the amulet, a Buddha covered his face with his hands inexplicably, looking shy, and said with a bitter face: "Mom, I don't believe this."

A few years ago, Mingyan had frequent nightmares at night for some unknown reason, and her mental state was extremely unstable. Zhou Shengnan wanted to hire a psychiatrist for her, but she refused to agree.Then she suddenly became superstitious, and begged a lot in temples all over the place. She also set up a small Buddhist hall at home, and she often offered incense and worshiped Buddha.

"This is the Buddha who hides his face. It can prevent disasters and avoid danger, and keep villains away from you." Ming Yan has always insisted on these things.

"Okay, okay, I just wear it." Zhou Yu'an put the amulet into his pocket.

Ming Yan took a sip of coffee, frowned slightly and said, "Luo Luo, you can't just stay here all the time, the company at home will ask you to go back to take care of it one day, and your father is outside..." She said coldly With a snort, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of anger, and his neck was a little red.

Zhou Yu'an's face was calm, he had heard rumors that Zhou Shengnan had a small room outside, but in fact he didn't care too much, and he was not interested in Zhou Shengnan's company.

The relationship between him and his father is not too deep. Zhou Shengnan is always busy and doesn't come back very often, but he is very strict with him.

Ming Yan touched the Buddhist beads on her wrist, she restrained her anger and wanted to say more, but Zhou Yu'an changed the subject and said: "Mom, why did I change my name when I was young?" He has always wanted to ask this question.

Mingyan was stunned for a moment, then said after a while: "Your original name was unlucky, your current name was specially asked by your father to change it."

Zhou Yu'an frowned and said, "Where is Zhou Jialuo unlucky, isn't it good?"

His original name was Zhou Jialuo, which is also the origin of his nickname Luoluo.

"You had a serious illness when you were five years old, and you almost didn't survive. My husband said that your name with water is incompatible with a name with fire, so you have to change it." Ming Yan said.

Zhou Yu'an felt that his parents were fooled by the fortune teller, he thought about the names of the family members, but none of them got angry, so he asked, "Which name is the most popular?"

The coffee cup in Mingyan's hand shook, panic flashed in her eyes, she put down the coffee cup, her expression was a little stiff, and she said in a low voice: "It's nothing, the son of a nanny at that time, and later moved away, it has nothing to do with you."

Zhou Yu'an felt even more strange. The memory before the age of five was barren for him. He thought for a long time but couldn't think of a nanny son, so he simply gave up and asked, "Then what disease did I have when I was five years old?"

Mingyan became a little impatient, "It's all over, you just need to be good now."

Zhou Yu'an had no choice but to give up.