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Ye Qing's fever didn't seem to subside overnight.He fell asleep next to Ah Wu, and Ah Wu almost stayed up all night.

Ye Qing panted softly with his warm nose, and the voice fell in Ah Wu's ears, as if the softest hair brush was scratching the heart.Ah Wu simply opened his eyes and stared at Ye Qing in the darkness.

This master, who was two or three years older than him, was handsome and handsome.When he was still learning martial arts that year, every day he practiced swords, he would be excited to ask him to watch it.If he had been a girl, he might have already fallen in love with her by that time.Now that such days are gone, he has long since stopped touching the sword. He may have a lot of grievances in his heart, but his face is always smiling.Just like him, Ah Wu himself, who always scolds him with his mouth, but his heart is not turned towards him for a moment.

"Cold..." Ye Qing murmured.

Ye Qing's fever seemed to be getting worse this night.Ah Wu simply placed his hands in his arms, and after making two mistakes, he put those hands on his cheeks again.

He has gradually realized a strange fact helplessly: he seems to like Ye Qing.

Ye Qing's quilt was actually so hot that it made people sweat, but Ah Wu felt that he gritted his teeth and shivered slightly.He closed his eyes, moved closer to Ye Qing, and in the darkness, reached out his arms to hug Ye Qing who was sleeping deeply.

Ye Qing's body was very hot, Ah Wu pressed against Ye Qing's chest, and finally closed his eyes slightly.

I hope I hold you, you will not be so cold.Just for one night, let's satisfy Ah Wu's selfishness.Ah Wu thought so.

Ah Wu hugged Ye Qing almost all night, thought he could fall asleep peacefully, but unfortunately he wished that the sky would never light up again, wished he could remember the feeling of holding Ye Qing every moment.

Until dawn, Ye Qing finally broke out in a hot sweat, moved slightly, and woke up.Ah Wu quickly withdrew his hand and closed his eyes.

"A Wu? A Wu?" Ye Qing turned over, lifted the blanket a little bit, and let a puff of hot air escape from his neck.

"Hmm..." Ah Wu stretched his waist, pretending to sleep well all night, only to wake up at this moment, "Are you awake?"

"Did you get crowded yesterday?" Ye Qing propped up half of his body, leaned over and looked at Ah Wu.

"...No...no." Ah hopelessly blushed again.Immediately, he stretched out his hand to touch Ye Qing's forehead, and the temperature has dropped a bit, "The fever has subsided a bit."

"Yeah." Ye Qing smiled slightly, "Sorry for scaring you yesterday."

"...", Ah Wuxiang walked out of his father's room yesterday with a pale expression on his face, and buried his head on his shoulders in the winding corridor, and remembered that he sat up from his illness last night and said to him, "Sleep on the same bed, Lie on your feet", you can probably understand what Ye Qing meant by "scared".

"Ye Qing!" A strange yet familiar voice sounded from outside the door.

Ye Qing thought he heard it wrong at first, but when he saw Ah Wu, he bounced it as if he had seen a ghost, his face turned pale with shock, and he scrambled to touch his clothes, only then did he realize that he heard it right, it was his father who came.