Hands Can Pick Stars [Rebirth]

After taking the medicine, the two of them didn't say a few words, Yu Shuchen's medicine took effect, and he fell asleep again in a daze.

Wen Baiyu leaned over, and before turning off the phone screen, took another sneak look at Yu Shuchen's side face.

The tightly closed eyelashes hang on the eyelids, and the ends are slightly curled.

Wen Baiyu's heart skipped a beat, she moved closer, and carefully kissed Yu Shuchen's eyes.

Yu Shuchen's eyelids were hot, and Wen Baiyu's icy lips pressed against them, and Yu Shuchen consciously pressed them to a cold place in his sleep.

Wen Baiyu retracted his head guiltily, feeling bad about being caught stealing a kiss.

My heart was buzzing with gongs and drums for a while, and I was ready to be teased by Yu Shuchen, but I waited for a while, but only heard the sound of even and slow breathing.

Wen Baiyu: "..."

Wen Baiyu looked at him sideways, and slowly fell asleep as he watched.

When I woke up, the rain outside had stopped, and the sky was light, making people think that it was still early.

Wen Baiyu didn't sleep well at night, so he wanted to close his eyes again in sleepiness.

Consciousness and sleepiness were entangled for a while, and he suddenly remembered that he slept with Yu Shuchen last night.

Stretching out his hand to touch the blank space next to him, he woke up suddenly.

"Brother?" Wen Baiyu sat up, quickly looked around the dormitory, but saw no one.

Wen Baiyu rubbed his eyes and got off the bed.

At this moment, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, and Yu Shuchen walked in with a newly bought meal in his hand. Seeing that Wen Baiyu was not fully awake yet, sitting on a chair with a sleepy face, he smiled and said, "Are you awake?"

Wen Baiyu stood up to help pick it up. There were too many questions and he didn't know which one to ask.

"Are you feeling better now?" Wen Baiyu stood on tiptoe with something in his hand, trying to touch Yu Shuchen's forehead with his forehead.

Yu Shuchen rubbed his hair, wrapped his arms around his waist, and pressed against his forehead.

Wen Baiyu held the rice in both hands, leaned the back of his hand on his waist, and seriously felt the temperature of his forehead.

"Ah, the fever has subsided."

Wen Baiyu backed away a little, his big eyes narrowed with a smile, curved like two crescent moons.

Yu Shuchen's condition improved a lot, and Wen Baiyu's mood also improved.

Two people sat at the small table and opened the meal.

Yu Shuchen ordered his favorite pork ribs rice, and he only ordered millet porridge.

In fact, he just lost his fever, which consumed his physical strength, and he was even a little limp when he walked.

When he woke up in the morning, he glanced at the sleeping little star and struggled to get out of bed.

Wen Baiyu didn't know what he dreamed of, and he frowned in his sleep.

Wen Baiyu glanced at the huge difference in food between the two, and poked the ribs in front of him.

"Has the water receded outside?"

Yu Shuchen hesitated for a moment, and replied "Yes."

Wen Baiyu didn't doubt that he was there, and happily answered: "Then wait for me to go for a walk together?"

His eyes are bright.

When I was free, I didn't think it was such a happy thing to go out for a walk.

Yu Shuchen stirred the hot porridge with a spoon.

Slightly raised his eyelids: "Not yet."

Wen Baiyu's reaction was half a beat slow, and he took a bite of the ribs before realizing it, "I haven't retreated..."

"Did you fall into the water?" He put down his chopsticks, lowered his head and looked under the table.

Yu Shuchen wore the trousers he brought in his suitcase, which were dark in color, and there were not many traces visible, except that there was a piece of wet trousers, and the color was a bit dark.

Wen Baiyu's expression changed, and he sat with a straight face.

After fighting with himself for a while, his hair was messed up by him, and he gave up on himself and said, "It's because I slept too soundly."

Wen Baiyu raised his head and said sincerely: "Brother, you can wake me up, and I will go buy it."

Yu Shuchen grabbed his hand and freed his hair, "My brother is not disabled anymore."

"Your clothes and pants are all wet."

"I dried it with a hair dryer before I wore it out." Afraid that Wen Baiyu would be upset, he added, "I'll only wear it for a while, and I'll change it back after dinner."

Wen Baiyu stood up and pushed him to change, "Put it on first, you'll catch cold again later."

When he turned around, Yu Shuchen could still hear him muttering: I'm still sick, my brother is too worrying.

Yu Shuchen raised one corner of his mouth, and after a while, he remembered something, and his face sank again.

Yu Shuchen changed his clothes and sat back at the table to eat.

He scooped up the porridge absently: "That roommate of yours..."

He paused and changed his words: "How do you get along with your roommates?"

The roommate's overzealousness last night made Yu Shuchen, who is always sure of everything, feel a sense of crisis for the first time.

"They're all fine." Wen Baiyu spat out the bones in his mouth and recalled it.

"I heard you said that you have passed the preliminary test and are preparing for the re-selection repertoire."

"Yes." Speaking of this, Wen Baiyu was very happy, "The teachers like our combination very much. To be honest, I didn't know that there is such a chemical reaction between these two instruments before I tried it. I feel that the two of them really It's a good fit."

Yu Shuchen raised his eyes and smiled helplessly.

Wen Baiyu seldom talked about roommates with him, even if he said that all roommates "were in the same rain and dew", in his eyes, the two in the dormitory were a couple.

Yu Shuchen didn't start on this, and asked for the rehearsal time they arranged in recent days, and filtered his future schedule in his mind.

He chewed the tasteless porridge, took out his phone, and sent a message to his assistant with a blank expression.

[Pictures, pictures, meetings of these time periods are pushed. ]

The corner of the assistant's mouth twitched after receiving the message.

[These few can be pushed, and these meetings with red pens can’t be pushed away...]

Yu Shuchen selectively ignored it, turned off the phone screen, and lowered his head to drink porridge.

Not long after, the phone in his pocket began to vibrate frequently, and finally after a full 2 ​​minutes of vibration, the phone quieted down.

Yu Shuchen, who is well versed in his assistant's style of work, took out his mobile phone on the ground.

After ignoring all the complaints and long-winded words, sure enough, the reliable assistant gave the final solution.

[Manager, do you think you are free during these time slots? ]

[These meetings really can’t be postponed, I’ll reschedule them for you, check if the above time slot is free :)]

[Manager, if you don't tell me, I will assume that you are free. ]

[ok, notifications from all relevant departments have been sent. ]

[My lord, if you are okay, the minister will leave. ]

Yu Shuchen's expressionless face loosened a little.

I thought to myself that the assistant was right.

The end of the typhoon passed by, and it rained a few times in the past few days, but not too much. The water in the campus also receded after 3 days. The students who went home came to the school one after another, and the busy campus life began again. .

In the next two weeks, Yu Shuchen had just finished his class in the morning, and hurried to the company for a meeting. He hurriedly ate some food in the car, and accompanied Wen Baiyu to the music classroom for rehearsal in the afternoon.

Yu Shuchen sat in the last row of the music classroom and carefully read the work report in the mailbox. From time to time, he raised his head to pay attention to the practice status of the three standing in front of the stage.

They worked on one note for a long time, and finally Wen Baiyu changed the singing method of the last note, and finally made the lyrics look more mellow and less abrupt.

Jiang Shu's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but praise, "Xiaoyu, this is a great deal... Now you say that you haven't seriously thought about singing, I don't believe it."

Wu Qing also laughed, and couldn't help plucking the strings with his plectrum, "I don't know how to warm Xiaoyu very much."

Wen Baiyu was suddenly teased almost unanimously by the two of them, especially Wu Qing.

He slightly widened his eyes: "Wu Qing? So you know how to joke too?"

Wu Qing didn't answer this sentence, but suddenly said, "Xiaoyu, has anyone told you that you look like a cat now?"

Jiang Shu took a closer look, and felt that his hair was fluffy, especially like a soft and cute animal, so he asked casually, "What kind of cat does it look like?"

Wu Qing probably already had the answer in his heart: "Muppets."

No one asked, he quickly added: "They are all beautiful."

The smile on Jiang Shu's face faded, and she said "Oh" in a cold voice, "I remember you raised a puppet."

"Do you only know cats like puppet?"

Wu Qing nodded: "Mom raised him, and he has to comb his fur every day. His skin is smooth and smooth. Last year, he participated in a beauty pageant and won No.1. There must be a bonus of 1 yuan."

Although he doesn't know much about cats, it doesn't prevent him from liking the beautiful baby at home, and then he talked a lot about this cat.

Jiang Shu twitched the corners of her mouth, lowered her head, a trace of self-mockery flashed in her eyes, "It's the first time I've heard you say so much."

When several people were chatting, Yu Shuchen was attracted by their discussions.

Especially when they said that Wen Baiyu was like a puppet.

He put down the file, closed the lid of the notebook, and walked up a few steps.

Wen Baiyu is most sensitive to his footsteps and smell.

Even if there were other people around and other voices, it wouldn't affect his keen perception of Yu Shuchen.

Before Yu Shuchen came, Wen Baiyu turned around and walked a few steps back to meet Yu Shuchen.

As for how many puppets Jiang Shu and Wu Qing discussed later, he couldn't hear them.

"Are you finished with work?" Wen Baiyu's hair is very soft, especially when the afternoon light comes in from the window, and a piece of gold falls on the top of his hair. The sun makes his black hair brown, which is so warm. People want to be close.

Yu Shuchen's hand fell on his head again.

"Not yet." He asked again, "Are you tired?"

Wen Baiyu shook his head: "I used to feel very tired. If I didn't participate with them, I would have to be responsible to my roommates. I wanted to give up many times and not participate."

He really wanted to throw himself into Yu Shuchen's arms to act like a baby, but he held back, but his tone was still soft, revealing a sense of grievance.

"I'm not tired at all these days." Wen Baiyu smiled, his eyes were crooked, and his smile was very sweet, "As long as I turn my head and see my brother, I won't be tired."

Yu Shuchen's hands were removed from his hair and placed on his neck, as if he was really massaging a cat.

"The elder brother has to pay for it."

"Do you have to pay to see your boyfriend?"

Yu Shuchen responded naturally: "Well, of course."

"Brothers must settle accounts clearly."

Wen Baiyu asked aggrievedly: "Then how much do you want..."

Yu Shuchen glanced at the two people who were still talking on the stage, approached Wen Baiyu's ear, and said softly, "No money."

He tapped Wen Baiyu's lips, as if he meant something.

"Look once, use once?"

The author has something to say: Regarding Wu, I will write about the plot later, please wait patiently for a few more chapters~

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