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The tears either flowed or rushed, with no gaps or pauses, completely uncontrollable by him, they just slid down like crazy, he could even clearly feel the warm tears trace one by two on his face, and then Quickly connect together.

For so long, Jiang Cheng felt that he had eliminated all distracting thoughts. Apart from reviewing, he hadn't thought about anything else. Most of the time when reviewing, he habitually needed to see Gu Fei from the corner of his eyes to be at ease.

Other than that, he didn't have any extra content in his mind. Today, when he was listening to his classmates chatting, he realized that during this period of time, someone in the next class fell ill, and there were people fighting. From the third floor to the first floor, there was quite a commotion. I don't know at all.

For so long, his brain has been stuffed and his nerves have been strained, until now.

All the burdens have been lifted, all the pressure has been thrown away, all the emotions have returned to the body, as if the lid of the stuffy tank in the body is suddenly opened, what the eyes see, the ears hear, and the experience , What I felt became clear at once, even clearer than before.

And in this state, when he suddenly saw Gu Fei's exhausted expression and heard his slightly weak voice, Jiang Cheng seemed to have suddenly remembered the various complicated pressures that Gu Fei had borne in the past few months.

The annoyance and heartache of this moment was unbearable for him.

Gu Fei is like this day by day, taking care of his home, the store, and him, taking time to accompany Gu Miao, taking care of the store, buying goods, checking recipes every day to make nutritious meals for him, and reviewing with him ...

He always felt that he was quite tired, studying very hard, but he never paid attention to it, so Gu Fei, who was spinning around every day, stayed with him until midnight every day, and fell asleep after he fell asleep every time. Gu Fei must have woken up by then how tired he was.

Gu Fei's exhaustion is more difficult to bear than his simple "tiredness".

"I'm sorry," Jiang Cheng hugged Gu Fei, feeling that Gu Fei's whole body was like a small hot stove, which made him flustered, "Gu Fei is sorry."

"I'm just afraid that you'll say this." Gu Fei might have relaxed, or it might have really burned up at the moment, and his voice began to be a little hoarse, "I'm sorry or something, I'm afraid that you will say this."

"I really..." Jiang Cheng lowered his head and wiped his tears on his shoulder, but just after he finished, the tears flowed out again almost without a pause, "I really didn't think that you would It won't be very tiring."

"I don't feel tired myself," Gu Fei rubbed his back lightly, "Besides, there are many people who get sick after the exam..."

"Don't blame me." Jiang Cheng tried his best to control his tears. He couldn't speak properly after crying so much. He wanted to shudder as soon as he opened his mouth. He kissed Gu Fei's neck, and his lips touched his hot skin. At that moment, the tears that had been suppressed with great difficulty poured out again, "Don't blame me."

"I don't blame you," Gu Fei smiled, "How could I blame you? I didn't even connect this matter with you."

"Stop talking," Jiang Cheng hugged him tightly, "My heart aches when I hear you talk."

"Yeah." Gu Fei responded without saying anything.

Jiang Cheng closed his eyes, hugged him tightly, and didn't let go until his waist felt a little sore.

But Gu Fei didn't move, he turned his head and found that Gu Fei fell asleep on his shoulder.

Jiang Cheng supported the back of the sofa with one hand to maintain his balance, supported Gu Fei with the other, and slowly put him down on the sofa, then ran into the room and stuffed a small pillow under his head, and took another He got off the bed and covered him with the quilt, wrapping him completely.

After finishing these, Jiang Cheng stood in the middle of the living room, not knowing what else to do.

After being dazed for a while, he went to twist a towel, and carefully placed it on Gu Fei's forehead.

He originally wanted to use an ice towel, but Gu Fei was sleeping soundly at the moment, and he didn't want to wake him up.

After walking around the room a few times, he took a small stool, sat in front of the sofa, and stared at Gu Fei's face.

Gu Fei's face was a little flushed, he didn't know if it was covered by the quilt, or he had a fever, maybe both, he turned back and took the thermometer again, and tested it on Gu Fei.

The body temperature is still 38.3, there is no change, of course, there will not be any major changes in just a few minutes.

After a while, he reached out to remove the towel, and at that moment, the towel was already warm when he took it off, he went into the bathroom and wrung it again with cold water, took it out and put it on Gu Fei's forehead again.

Gu Fei has always been in good health. Jiang Cheng has never seen him get sick in his memory, and he has never had a cold. This kind of person who doesn't get sick often will always be a little aggressive when he gets sick.

Jiang Cheng took his body temperature twice more, one time at 38.3 and one time at 38.4.

Fuck, why are you still upgrading!

He couldn't sit still, and remembered what Gu Fei said "electronics are not allowed", so he rushed out of the door quickly, and rode his bicycle towards the community hospital and kicked hard.

Buy a physical thermometer, and by the way, go to the community hospital to ask if you can get some medicine.

As soon as he rushed to the entrance of the hospital, Li Yan came out of Gu Fei's shop, squatted on the steps of the door while dialing a number with his mobile phone.

"Li Yan!" Jiang Cheng called out to him.

"Huh?" Li Yan turned his head, "Why did you come here alone? I was calling Gu Fei, and he..."

"Don't hit, don't hit!" Jiang Cheng jumped out of the car, "He has a fever and is sleeping!"

"Fever?" Li Yan hung up the phone, a little surprised, "He has a fever? Is he in good health like the Bull Demon King and still has a fever?"

"Who knows if the Bull Demon King never has a fever?" Jiang Cheng said, "You're not Princess Iron Fan either..."

"What if I am?" Li Yan clicked his tongue, "How much?"

"It's more than 38 degrees. I'm afraid that the electronic measurement won't be accurate, so I want to buy something like mercury." Jiang Cheng frowned.

Li Yan went to the community hospital with him, and the doctor gave Jiang Cheng a mercury thermometer and two antipyretics: "I just finished the exam, and a lot of people fell ill. There shouldn't be any problem. I'll take the medicine later. Tell him to drink plenty of water to prevent dehydration, and if it doesn’t recede at night or the temperature rises, come and check to see if there are other problems.”

Jiang Cheng took the thermometer and medicine, and only after he came out of the community hospital did he remember to ask Li Yan, "Why are you here?"

"Didn't I want you to come over for a meal after the exam?" Li Yan said, "Who knew he was still sick."

"Then..." Jiang Cheng looked at him.

"Don't worry about me, you should go back and take care of it," Li Yan looked at the time, "I'll just watch here for a while, and just close the door later."

"What about his mother?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"As soon as I came, she took Er Miao out to buy clothes, with that little husband." Li Yan said.

"Oh," Jiang Cheng nodded, and asked again after getting on the bicycle, "The word for steamed egg custard is..."

"Chicken and egg soup, don't eat high protein when you have a fever." Li Yan interrupted him, thinking for a while, "If you want to eat, you can eat porridge, plain noodles or something."

"That's so unpalatable," Jiang Cheng sighed, "Can you eat it?"

"Don't worry, he is very tolerant," Li Yan said, "he can eat shit even if it doesn't stink."

"Hey!" Jiang Cheng looked at him and sighed very forcefully.

"To be honest," Li Yan smiled, "Hurry up and go back."

What Li Yan said was quite disgusting, but it seemed to be the truth. Gu Fei was very tolerant, no matter what he could do, without making a show of his expression.

He could imagine Gu Fei's appearance when he calmly ate a bowl of porridge and plain noodles even though he was very displeased with it.

So another burst of distress.

"Does he have noodles in his store?" Jiang Cheng asked, "Is it especially high-end and delicious?"

"...Wait for me to get it for you," Li Yan turned around and went back to the shop, quickly took out a bag filled with a tube of noodles and a few bottles of seasonings and handed them to him, "This, I cooked it last time , especially smooth, with a good taste, and these seasonings, you can look at the fresh ones and the delicious ones."

"Okay." Jiang Cheng hung the bag on the handlebar, pedaled the bike and galloped all the way back to the rental room.

Gu Fei is still sleeping, it seems that he has not woken up.

He took the things into the kitchen and put them away, came out and took the towel and re-drained the water, and put it on Gu Fei's forehead.

The temperature measured by the electronic thermometer was still 38.2 degrees, not much changed. He lifted the quilt carefully and wanted to clamp the mercury thermometer to Gu Fei. Just as his hand touched Gu Fei's arm, Gu Fei snorted softly: " Um?"

"Go to sleep, go to sleep," Jiang Cheng whispered quickly, "I'm just taking your temperature."

"Brother Cheng." Gu Fei called him vaguely.

"Huh?" Jiang Cheng responded while plugging the thermometer in for him.

"I'm uncomfortable." Gu Fei closed his eyes and hummed.

His voice was still hoarse, and there was a hint of grievance in his tone. When Jiang Cheng heard it, he couldn't bear it any longer. His heart ached a little, and his nose felt sore.

"I know, I know," Jiang Cheng tucked the quilt back up, and gently touched his face, "Persist a little longer, I've already taken the medicine, and it will be fine after I eat something later."

"What to eat?" Gu Fei asked.

"I just met Li Yan," Jiang Cheng said, "He said that if you have a fever, you should be lighter, plain porridge or plain noodles."

"This bastard," Gu Fei whispered, "it must be on purpose."

"Then what do you want to eat? Shall I make it for you?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Gu Fei snorted twice, didn't know what to say, and then fell asleep again.

Jiang Cheng reckoned that he was complaining about his own cooking skills, but porridge and noodles... he still had no problem, after all he used to cook noodles all the time.

It’s just that Gu Fei didn’t say what he wanted to eat before he fell asleep again, so he got up and went into the kitchen, and cooked the porridge first, just plain porridge, put water and rice on it, and just turn the rice cooker to the porridge setting. Very simple.

As soon as he pressed the button, the phone in his trouser pocket rang. He panicked for a while without even looking at it. As soon as the phone was taken out, he pressed the answer button, fearing that it would wake up Gu Fei if it rang again.

"Who?" he asked.

"Damn? Cheng'er?" Pan Zhi's voice came from over there, "Did you delete my number?"

"Why should I delete your number?" Jiang Cheng closed the kitchen door.

"Then you ask me who I am! Don't you have a caller ID!" Pan Zhi said.

"I didn't watch it," Jiang Cheng said, "What's the matter?"

"...Damn it," Pan Zhi said with grief and indignation, "I'm fine and can't call you now?"

"Ask casually," Jiang Cheng said.

"But I'm really not all right, I have something to do," Pan Zhi said, "How is it? Do you feel very good after the exam?"

"It's okay." Jiang Cheng smiled.

"Did you get the answer right? Is it okay to get a B university or something?" Pan Zhi asked.

"That's right, you'll know when you score," Jiang Cheng said, "It just feels okay, don't bother with anything else."

"The aura of a school bully," Pan Zhi sighed, "I did some calculations, I can probably get three copies, anyway, my mother and I will go to school with you when we work hard."

"You don't have a girlfriend recently, right?" Jiang Cheng said, "You actually want to be with me."

"If you have a girlfriend, you have to think about you first," Pan Zhi laughed. "Besides, I don't have a serious relationship to talk about now. Who knows if there is a better girl waiting for me in college."

"As far as your virtue is concerned," Jiang Cheng said in a low voice, "a good girl is no match for you."

"What if I run into someone who is blind?" Pan Zhi laughed nonchalantly, "Hey, how is Gu Fei? I just sent him a message of condolences, but he ignored me. Is it because he failed the exam and is suffering? Woolen cloth?"

"How could he be in pain because of this kind of thing," Jiang Cheng said, "He was sleeping with a fever... just right, you can ask your mother for me, how can you make plain porridge and plain noodles better?"

"Have a fever?" Pan Zhi was stunned for a moment, "I always thought that you would be the one who fell after the exam. Why did he fail? Wait a minute, I asked my mother to send you a message."

That's right, it has to be me who will fall down after the exam. No one thought that it would be Gu Fei who fell down.

Only he himself knows why Gu Fei collapsed.

When he thought about this, he suddenly felt uncomfortable again. He actually didn't think about why Gu Fei fell ill until after Gu Fei collapsed.

He returned to the living room, sat on the small stool, and looked at Gu Fei.

He really had never seen Gu Fei who was so sick, it looked particularly distressing.

The thermometer was almost ready to be taken out, he hesitated for a long time but was not willing to lift the quilt.

It wasn't until Gu Fei moved by himself that he took this opportunity to quickly lift the quilt and pull out the thermometer.

"Huh?" Gu Fei snorted again in a daze.

"Woke you up?" Jiang Cheng hurriedly covered the quilt, "I'll take the thermometer."

"How many degrees?" Gu Fei was still confused.

"Let me take a look..." Jiang Cheng held the thermometer and looked down.

This thing, the most annoying thing is not knowing where to look, Jiang Cheng can turn it around seven thousand 260 four times in his hand, but he can't find where the mercury column is, the thick one is okay, but the doctor The one given is a thin strip.

"Damn it!" He held up the thermometer to the light in a little anxiety, and after looking for a long time, he still couldn't find it. The more anxious he was, the more he didn't know what to look for, and he suppressed his voice a little irritably, "This thing It was not designed to be seen by people!"

"Give it to me." Gu Fei said.

Jiang Cheng reluctantly handed him the thermometer: "Am I blind?"

Gu Fei smiled and didn't say anything, he was still quite weak. He took the thermometer and turned it around half a circle casually: "38 degrees 1."

"Then the electronic is basically accurate." Jiang Cheng sighed, took the thermometer and put it aside, and covered him with the quilt again, "Go to sleep a little longer, I cooked porridge for you, if you want to drink it Porridge, I'll cook noodles for you when you want something to eat later."

"It's so hot." Gu Fei said.

"Sweating, it must be hot." Jiang Cheng lay half-kneeling on the sofa, gently touching his nose with his fingers, "It will be fine if you sweat, drink some water? The doctor said you should drink more water to prevent Dehydration."

"En." Gu Fei closed his eyes and responded.

Jiang Cheng poured a glass of warm water, thought about it, and took another straw. These straws were removed when he drank yogurt before. He likes to eat with a spoon, so Gu Fei removed all the straws and saved them, maybe It can be used anytime.

It will come in handy right now.

"Come on, hold it in your mouth." Jiang Cheng leaned back to Fei's side, and tapped his lips twice with the straw.

"It's called a puppy." Gu Fei smiled.

"Drink water." Jiang Cheng also smiled, "Drink more."

Gu Fei bit the straw and drank more than half of the glass of water, then let out a sigh of relief: "I'll just have porridge in a while."

"It's not troublesome to cook the noodles," Jiang Cheng said, "Don't wait for me now."

"I just thought," Gu Fei closed his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth, "The noodles you cook are worse than porridge."

"Damn it," Jiang Cheng laughed, "That's fine, you lie down for a while, I'll call you when the porridge is ready."

"En." Gu Fei responded, and soon fell asleep again.

Pan Zhi's message was sent.

- My mother said that noodles are not easy to digest, so porridge is better. After cooking, add some chopped vegetable leaves, mix with oyster sauce and sesame oil, or make some sauced tofu to go with it

- thank you mom for me

- thanks in advance

Jiang Cheng smiled, put the phone aside, changed Gu Fei's towel again, sat down on the small stool and continued to stare at him.

I am used to seeing the calm Gu Fei, the indifferent Gu Fei, and the Gu Fei who smiles at himself, now seeing such a fragile Gu Fei with a little bit of grievance that cannot be explained, he has a kind of indescribable feeling. Soft.

Want to kiss Gu Fei, want to hug him.

He leaned over and lightly touched Gu Fei's lips with his lips.

After Gu Fei drank the water, his lips were still moist, and he felt very comfortable when he touched them lightly.

It wasn't until the rice cooker in the kitchen dinged that Jiang Cheng stood up, ready to go in and process the porridge according to Pan Zhi's mother's instructions.

It was probably because he had been sitting here for a long time, and he got up a little too abruptly. When he turned around, he almost fell. He supported the table next to him before he could stand still. He waited until the golden spots in front of him disappeared. He ran lightly into the kitchen.

Staring at her boyfriend to see this level is also very wholehearted.

He washed a few vegetable leaves, chopped them, sprinkled them into the cooked porridge, stirred them, and added a little oyster sauce and sesame oil. After all, it had to be light and tasted.

When Jiang Cheng put the porridge on the coffee table, Gu Fei opened his eyes: "Sweet."

"Are you awake?" Jiang Cheng leaned over and touched his face, it was still quite hot.

"Well," Gu Fei moved, "I'll try it."

Jiang Cheng helped him up, sat on the sofa, and wrapped him up again with the quilt.

"I..." Gu Fei looked at him, "How do I eat?"

"I'll feed you." Jiang Cheng sat on the coffee table with a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, facing him.

Gu Fei didn't speak, but laughed, but because of his weakness, it could be seen that he was struggling to laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Cheng scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and took a sip himself. It tasted quite good, and he didn't know if it was because he was hungry. "It's not bad, you can try it."

"I just thought it was quite funny," Gu Fei opened his mouth to eat, "Well, yes, did you add oyster sauce?"

"Leave a little bit," Jiang Cheng said, and fed another spoonful into his mouth, "I didn't dare to put more, I'm afraid you won't be used to it."

"Actually," Gu Fei said while eating, "Just a fever, it's not a big deal."

"You've passed out from sleep, and your voice is hoarse." Jiang Cheng frowned, "What's the matter with you?"

"I'm sleepy and want to sleep." Gu Fei said.

"Gu Fei, do you know?" Jiang Cheng looked at him, "I don't like to see you like this, just clinging on to this bird."

Gu Fei looked at him and didn't make a sound.

"What's the matter, isn't it?" Jiang Cheng said, "It's fine if you support others, but why are you supporting me? You are a little weaker in front of me, can't you? This body is hot, hugging I can do hyperthermia..."

"Then you hug me." Gu Fei said.

"Huh?" Jiang Cheng was taken aback.

"Hug." Gu Fei said.

Gu Fei, who was a little hoarse, with a slightly nasal sound, had a bit of coquettish "hug" in Jiang Cheng's ear, like a small flower that exploded with electric current, which made his heart soften suddenly. I can hardly hold the bowl in my hand.

"Hug after eating this bowl." Jiang Cheng said.

"En." Gu Fei nodded.

Gu Fei is definitely still very uncomfortable right now, he usually doesn't eat too much, but today he ate half a bowl of porridge and is full.

Jiang Cheng ate his leftover half bowl, and went to the kitchen to fill another bowl and ate it, only to feel less hungry.

When he returned to the living room, Gu Fei was still wrapped in a quilt and sitting on the sofa, but his eyes were closed.

Jiang Cheng took his temperature again, and this time it was 38 degrees. Although the drop was very small, at least it didn't go any higher. In fact, just like what Gu Fei said, having a fever is really not a big deal. , but now Gu Fei's state is not just a fever, but the exhaustion accumulated for such a long time broke out, otherwise he wouldn't be so weak right now, falling asleep all the time.

"Silkworm Baby," Jiang Cheng patted his forehead, "Lie down? Or go to bed and fall asleep?"

Gu Fei didn't speak, he opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Huh?" Jiang Cheng also looked at him, "What's wrong?"

Gu Fei still didn't speak.

Jiang Cheng stared at him for a long time before he suddenly came back to his senses: "Ah, ah, hug, here I come, I'm here."

He sat next to Gu Fei, and hugged him tightly including the quilt: "Brother Cheng, hug me."

"Sing a song, Brother Cheng," Gu Fei leaned against him and closed his eyes again, "Lullaby."

"Okay," Jiang Cheng cleared his throat, "Little rabbit, open the door, open it quickly, I want to come in..."

The author has something to say:

Ah o(≧mouth≦)o!Get tired of it o(≧mouth≦)o!I can’t get tired of it after going to university o(≧口≦)o!cried the black-haired bachelor.