Arty Records

Hong Xinyao held his breath.Although Fang Sishen said, "I didn't mean to deny you", but the meaning contained in those words, is it necessary to directly pull the sole of the shoe on the face to call it a denial?

Thinking of how he had devoted all his heart and soul, wasting all his thoughts in vain, and being a nerd, he was deeply frustrated by the strong sense of frustration.After hurting my heart for a while, the more I thought about it, the angrier I became.Why do nerds unilaterally decide that it is not possible?Why do you compare his old man with yourself?Whether you like it or not, whether you love it or not, you can tell it clearly based on your feelings. Why do you need to use the left and the right to present the facts and reason?It's like people want to eat and shit, whether the food is good or not, and whether they have a good time, if Zi Chou Yinmao has to prioritize, isn't that taking off his pants and farting-is it superfluous?

He knew he was vulgar again.It's a shame that I was nerdy with Fang at that time, my brain was short-circuited, and I couldn't even think clearly about such a vulgar and simple truth.Usually, when the nerd was making a lot of reasons, Young Master Hong was quick-witted and could always find out all kinds of fallacies, heresies and sophistry, but this time, he was unable to refute a word when the other party clearly disregarded the facts and drew random conclusions.

Lying on the bed, Hong Xinyao played back Fang Sishen's cruel words word by word in his mind. He didn't sleep well all night, even in his dreams, he was arguing with nerds.I woke up suddenly in the morning, opened my eyes and froze for a few seconds, then got up suddenly, put on my clothes and ran outside.He was really not reconciled, and he had to find someone to talk to him quickly.

I ran downstairs to the doctor's office in one breath, and saw many students go back to the dormitory to take their schoolbags after breakfast, and then realized that I got up late, and the nerds might have gone to the study room or library early.But now that we're here, let's go upstairs and knock on the door first.

I knocked a few times and there was no response, so I wondered where I should look for it.I was a little dazed for a while, the enthusiasm and eagerness I had accumulated from last night to just now suddenly vented, and I couldn't remember the long paragraphs of rebuttals and arguments that I had planned in my dream, so I stood there for a while, raised my fist, and slammed Hit the door hard.

Unexpectedly, the door opened in response to the sound, he was defenseless, lost his strength, and rushed straight in.The person who opened the door was obviously also unprepared, and was hit by the door panel that took over Hong Dashao's strong body, and bounced straight to the wall.Fang Sishen only felt a sharp sharp pain in his shoulder, and a dull pain in his back, his internal organs were almost shaken out, his eyes were so dark that he couldn't distinguish anything, he fell against the wall and fell to the ground.Both hands subconsciously searched for support, but scratched their nails on the wall.It's just that he was hit too hard back and forth, and his heavy head was buzzing, and he couldn't feel this slight pain at all.

Fortunately, Hong Xinyao had sharp eyesight and quick hands, grabbed the bedpost to stabilize his figure, took advantage of the momentum and knelt down to the wall, caught him with his body, put himself on the bottom, and the two of them lay down on the ground together.

Young Master Hong was quite annoyed, and preemptively said, "Why did it take so long to open the door? You didn't make a sound inside, what if you hit your head?" But his arms automatically tightened, and he hugged the whole person in his arms. Unconsciously showing a smug look.

After hugging lightly for a while, I finally realized something was wrong.Why didn't the nerds struggle and struggle and resist?Looking down, Fang Sishen was lying limply on his body, motionless, with his eyes closed and his cheeks flushed.Stretching out his hand to touch it, even the breath exhaled from his nose was terribly hot.

"Are you sick? Why are you burning so badly?" He asked, preparing to get him up.Because he was under it himself, it was not easy to hold him up directly.Fang Sishen became slightly sober after being shaken by him, and was about to get up by himself, but his strength was really weak, and the more he climbed, the weaker he became.

"Don't move around, I'll help you." Hong Xinyao sat up straight first, bent one leg for him to lean on, then put one arm around his shoulder and one arm supported his legs, and at the same time Unexpectedly, a rather relaxed princess hug came.In an instant, my heart was filled with indescribable satisfaction and comfort, if it wasn't for being reminded by the one who was holding him pinching his skin, I would have walked around the room three times before talking.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I'll take you to the bed and lie down." Covering Fang Sishen with a quilt, and touching his forehead, the joy that was overjoyed was immediately replaced by panic, and he became anxious, "Go to the hospital, we Take you to the hospital."

Fang Sishen calmed down from the initial surprise and embarrassment, feeling helpless and mixed with some subtle and unspeakable emotions.I felt something wrong in the middle of the night, so I got up and looked for medicine everywhere.I haven't lived in the dormitory for a long time, and I haven't found anything useful.In line with the principle of active self-rescue, I poured a large pot of boiled water, and took another pot of cold water back to the house, soaked the towel and put it on.He knew that as long as he had a cold, it would be violent. If he could take the medicine in time, the symptoms would go away quickly.Thinking about going to the pharmacy until dawn, I have been sleeping until now in a daze.

He didn't intend to trouble anyone at all, let alone someone would break into the door at this time.

The front was hit by a door, and the back was hit by a wall. The pain came back at this moment, and there was no place to feel comfortable.Especially the left clavicle, which hit hard against the edge of the door, was sure to be swollen without looking, and the whole arm could not be lifted.Hearing Hong Xinyao chattering beside him, his head became heavier and heavier, and he wished he could pass out and ignore everything.Strongly said: "No need to go to the hospital, please help me buy some medicine and come back."

"The fever is so severe, how can we not go to the hospital?"

"I've always had a cold like this. It looks scary, but it's actually nothing. As long as you take medicine to reduce the fever, you'll be fine soon."

Hong Xinyao was dubious: "Really?"

"Really. It's useless to go to the hospital. Western medicine doesn't work for me."

"That's good." Young Master Hong turned around and rushed out.Rushed to the door and came back: "What to buy?" and Fang Sishen's "wait" at the same time.

Fang Sishen took a breath: "I want two boxes of Jiuwei Qianghuo Pills. If you don't have any, I will buy Xuanli Fei Pills."

"Oh." Hong Xinyao responded, walked to the door, and turned around, "What is Jiuwei?"

Fang Sishen had no choice but to take another breath: "There is a pen on the table, I will write it for you."

Hong Xinyao took the pen, spread his palms, grinned and said, "It's convenient to write in my hand, and it will fall off if I write carelessly on the paper."

Fang Sishen couldn't get along with him, so he helped him up and began to write.After finishing writing, he lay back with his help.Added: "As long as it's this thing, capsules and tablets don't matter. Also," after a short pause, he added, "If there are ice cubes, I'll trouble you..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Hong Xinyao say: "I'll be right back, don't go to sleep, take the medicine before going to bed." His tone was extremely soft, and he jumped to the door in two steps, but he was very careful when closing the door.

Fang Sishen lay on the bed, feeling very discouraged.

He really didn't want to trouble anyone, but someone really came, no matter who it was, it seemed like he had an extra reliance.The ubiquitous desolation and desolation of being sick alone, and the forced self-support with no one to rely on, all dissipated automatically.Whether it's her own cold or Hong Xinyao's visit, it seems to have a taste of fate and coincidence for a while, allowing people to get a glimpse of the fate hidden behind daily life.

In addition to being discouraged, he was even more helpless.

As expected, Hong Xinyao came back very quickly, and hurriedly waited for Fang Sishen to take his medicine.The movements are clumsy, the voice is gentle, and the expression is weird.Because he was both happy and worried, the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time, and he seemed to be laughing for a while, and crying for a while.Fang Sishen didn't have the energy to think about his mood, so he put on an ice pack, and immediately felt much relieved, thanked him, and soon fell asleep.

Hong Xinyao sat by the bed, eating popsicles while looking at the sleeping face of the person on the bed.Ice cubes were hard to find, so he asked for a bag of popsicles directly at the canteen.Wrap the bag with a towel and put it on the forehead just right. It is very convenient to melt one for another.It happened to be tossing hot, so I picked out one and ate it myself.After getting up after eating, I saw half a basin of water on the floor beside the bed, and the towel fell out of the basin, probably when the nerd got up and opened the door.Several drawers were open, looking very messy due to looking for medicine in the middle of the night.

This scene made Young Master Hong suddenly uncomfortable.In his impression, Fang Shudai has always been very clean and tidy, noble and steady.I don't know why I feel uncomfortable in the middle of the night, so I made it like this.The rare mess in front of him revealed loneliness and helplessness clearly, which made his heart ache.I can't imagine, what would happen to the nerd if he didn't find it by himself?

Just pack it up for him.As soon as he bent down, he almost kicked the basin over, so he hurriedly turned his head to see if Fang Sishen had woken up.The person on the bed was sleeping soundly, with a popsicle bag on his forehead, and the quilt was tightly wrapped around him, only half of his face was exposed.His face was paler than usual, but his lips and cheeks were redder than usual.With a cold, the nose is not very smooth, and he can only breathe with his mouth open. He looks innocent, innocent and pitiful like a child.

Hong Xinyao stared blankly for a long time, until his eyes were astringent and his nose was sore, and the position of his heart seemed to be slowly squeezed by something, getting tighter and tighter.In an instant, he completely understood what the word "distressed" meant.

Rubbing his eyes, he carefully tidied up the house.Not doing well, but trying to do well.In the middle, I went downstairs again to buy popsicles, but the sales of popsicles were slow in the cold weather, so the owner of the canteen cheerfully turned out all the popsicles that were frozen like lumps of iron at the bottom of the freezer.

He also called Shi Tong to ask for precautions, and Shi Tong complained over there: "Brother, your girlfriend has a cold, your boss called early in the morning, and now another call, please, the old ladies on the street know what to do." Do it. The younger one specializes in clinical medicine and surgery, can you always give the younger one some professional dignity?"

"Tch, isn't it true that the young master can't trust others!"

Shi Tong laughed dryly over there.

After hanging up the phone, Hong Xinyao went to the pharmacy to buy a thermometer, and ordered porridge from a fast food restaurant to take away.Only then did I realize that I didn't have time to eat anything except that popsicle, so I sat down and had breakfast and lunch.I have been busy for a long time, and my heart is very full.Caring for a sick nerd seems more motivating than anything else.

Worrying about whether Fang Sishen had woken up, he left after a few bites.On the side of the road there was a shoe repair booth with keys. A thought automatically flashed into my mind, and I took out the bunch of keys that came along on the nerd's desk: "Master, how much is one for each piece?"

The master took it and looked at it: "This one is an anti-theft lock, I can't match it. These two will add up to five yuan."

Hong Xinyao guessed that the anti-theft lock was the key to the nerd's house, so he said: "Then these two, please hurry up."

I stuffed the prepared spare key into the pocket of my undershirt and hurried back.The aunt in the duty room saw him coming in and out several times, and asked too much, Young Master Hong brightened the fast food bag in his hand: "My brother is sick, I'll come to accompany him."

The aunt smiled and nodded: "Then go up quickly. If it is serious, you have to go to the hospital. Don't go to the school hospital. It's a deceptive place, and you won't save a lot of money."

Master Hong thanked politely.

The aunt looked at his back and said to herself: "Hey, how did he raise his son? Both of them were admitted to prestigious universities. The two brothers are on good terms. These parents are really a blessing from previous lives..."

Fang Sishen was still sleeping when Hong Xinyao entered the room.After pouring the porridge into the rice cooker to warm it up, Young Master Hong walked around the bed, feeling torn in his mind.He imagined the various reactions that the nerd might have, and finally forcibly pressed the thought full of dark temptations, and woke him up solemnly.

"It's time to take medicine."

"Thank you."

"Take your temperature."

"Thank you."

"I'm sweating a lot, wipe off and change clothes."

Only then did Fang Sishen really wake up, feeling an arm propped on his back, damp and hot.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Hong Xinyao carefully tried to accompany him: "I boiled water, wipe it off, it will heal quickly. How about I prepare it for you, go out and wait, you can do it yourself."

Fang Sishen was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Thank you."

Tomorrow is a class day, and I must get better as soon as possible.What's more, since the bloody incident the year before last, the senior management of the school knew his identity. If he asked for sick leave and didn't go to class, his father would get the news immediately.Whether he comes, or not, is a kind of torture to each other.

Seeing Hong Xinyao beaming with joy, reaching into the drawer to get a replacement pajamas, Fang Sishen just wanted to throw him out immediately.Tried to sit on the edge of the bed, but couldn't get up.

Hong Xinyao stepped over and pressed his shoulders: "Don't move around! Are you dizzy? I'll fix it for you, just sit here and wipe it off." Turning around, he saw the unopened electric heater in the corner, "It's just used Get this, so you don’t catch a cold again." While unpacking, he muttered, "Why do you think you are so awkward? The ready-made things are left here to collect ashes, and if you are lucky, you won’t enjoy it..."

The stool was moved to the bed, the basin was filled with hot water and placed on the stool, the pajamas were placed next to the pillow, the electric heater was turned on, and moved a little further: "This thing is waterproof, but don't pour it on it. I'll go Take out the trash." After finishing speaking, he turned around very simply and walked out.

Fang Sishen saw him busy with one thing after another, and his heart suddenly softened.I wanted to find something to say, but when I saw a colorful pile in the garbage basket, I asked strangely, "What are those?"

"Hey, popsicle, I used it as an ice pack, so it's very..." Hong Xinyao turned around while talking, and was stunned, "What happened to your shoulder?"

Fang Sishen's left side hurts when he moves, he is unbuttoning the button with his right hand, when he heard this, he stopped and said, "It's nothing."

"It's all purple! It's nothing! Let me take a look." As Hong Xinyao said, he was already lying on top of him, and quickly tore open his skirt.

Fang Sishen slapped and pushed it over: "What are you doing?!" But he grabbed his wrist tightly and couldn't move.

"You were hit by the door this morning, right? Why didn't you tell me!" Hong Xinyao bent down, with a nervous and annoyed expression, stretched out his fingers and touched the most swollen place, feeling his whole body tremble, and his heart followed Shaked.

Looking into his eyes: "I don't do anything, really, just see if the bone is hurt. Don't move, let me see, I promise I won't do anything else, trust me once, okay? Really Yes, I don't dare anymore, I won't mess around again, I'll just see if you're hurt..." While begging and coaxing, my hand didn't stop, and I touched along the collarbone little by little.

Every time he pressed it, Fang Sishen's shoulders trembled with pain.However, those eyes and words were like a spell to fix him, fixing him on the spot, sitting stupidly, letting the other party do whatever he wanted.It wasn't until he felt a hand touch his shoulder, his arm was slowly lifted up, and a question came from his ear: "Does this hurt?" Then he suddenly came back to his senses, his face was flushed to the ears, and then turned pale in an instant.

"Let go...it's just the flesh hurts, the bones are fine..."

"That's good, I'll take a look at my back." Hong Xinyao put down his arms, took off his jacket, and looked over his shoulders to look at his back. In this way, it was like holding his upper body in his arms.

"Let go, go out."

Young Master Hong turned a deaf ear to it, and said to himself: "The back is also a little red. Let me wipe it for you, it's so inconvenient for you..."

Fang Sishen suddenly shouted: "Get out!" I don't know if it was pain or anger, his body kept shaking.

Hong Xinyao was stunned, slowly let go of his hand and backed away, forced a smile: "Then I'll go buy a tube of ointment and apply it for you."

When Fang Sishen heard this sentence, his face changed drastically, he slammed the bed, and asked sharply, "What do you want to do?"

People who are sick are inherently sensitive, and the embarrassing pain that was once healed up by himself and constantly provoked by the other party. The complicated emotions accumulated from repeated entanglement for so long, coupled with various other worries and worries, put Fang Sishen in a bad mood to the extreme.He has followed He Shensi since he was a child, and his heart has been cultivated to be firm and pure. Even if he is sad, he will never get lost easily. There are few times when he cannot control himself, but it is difficult to maintain this moment.The other party who is the culprit in front of him is also the only sharer of the secret.Under this premise, it seems that they have spontaneously determined that the other party is the best object to vent.

He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were red, and his face was ferocious: "What do you want to do again! Do you have to kill me to finish? You bastard, beast! Get out! Get out!"

Hong Xinyao had never seen a nerd like this before, and his mind went blank after being scolded.After a while, there was a chill in my heart, getting colder and colder.Perhaps, this is what he has always wanted to say to himself.After enduring it for so long, I finally said it.

He walked slowly towards the door.When I touched the doorknob, I suddenly woke up: I just left, I didn’t sleep well last night, and I’ve been tossing around this morning, what is it?What's the point of going away like this, circling around him for two years, turning the whole life upside down?

He turned around and walked back step by step. Under Fang Sishen's panicked eyes, he held his hands: "That's right, I'm a bastard, I'm a beast. I don't want to get out."

Breaking apart one finger of his left fist: "Don't push hard, your shoulder will hurt even more." I added some hot water to the basin, and regardless of his reaction, put an arm around his upper body and wrung it dry. The towel started to wipe the back.He rubbed it on the old wound on his chest, paused, and sighed: "There is still a scar, like a little bug crawling... Why do you think you are always so unlucky?"

The person in his arms lowered his head and didn't move at all.Hong Xinyao wiped his body lightly, this time he could see clearly, there were two red dots in front of him.There is a thin clump in the middle, which looks as gentle and soft as the owner.Young Master Hong wanted to touch it very much, and he knew that if he dared to do that, the nerd would definitely go berserk.After wiping his face seriously, he helped him get dressed and stuffed him back into the bed.

Sitting down on the stool in front of the bed, my mind was clearer than ever: "Actually, I came early this morning to tell you that what you said last night was completely wrong. I don't know what happened to you and your father." , But what’s the matter with you and me, it’s definitely not what you said. You said that we can’t understand each other, recognize each other, and the basic pursuit of life runs counter to each other, you’re wrong.”

Seeing that Fang Sishen was finally willing to open his eyes to look at him, Hong Xinyao was overjoyed.Staring at him with burning eyes: "I have always understood you very well, but you don't understand me. I know what you like and what you hate. I will study hard for what you like, and I will try my best to correct what you hate. I also know from the bottom of my heart. Recognizing you is because you don’t recognize me. I told you early on that I like you. If I didn’t recognize you, how can I talk about liking you? As for the pursuit of life, you also know that I used to have no pursuits in my life, but now I basically pursue you. It’s the opposite Nothing, it doesn't exist."

"So," Young Master Hong licked his lips and continued, "The relationship between the two of us is definitely not my problem, but your problem. I have thought about it, you don't want to understand me, you don't want to recognize me, it's because of me. You don’t like some things, but I don’t have anything you like. I know, you are the one who, ah, comes out of the mud without staining, and I don’t expect you to look at me. Anyway, I still have a heart, you Don't dislike it, don't look down on it. To be honest, you have such a temper alone. Besides me, who else is willing to treat you so wholeheartedly? Just give it a try and let me take care of you, like you, and love you, okay? ?—If you don’t agree, I bet you will regret it in the future.”

Hong Xinyao finished speaking in one breath, waiting anxiously in his heart.

After waiting for a long time, Fang Sishen did not speak, and turned his head away.

Just as he didn't know what to do, a sentence floated over gently: "It's mud. The mud will not be stained."