The school grass must suck me every day to survive [Transmigration Book]

For a split second, Qingyan felt his brain explode with a "boom".

On the bed, Lu Lijiang's face was pale, and his whole body was morbidly fragile, his brows were tightly frowned but his breathing was very weak. It's unknown whether he was completely unconscious or remained conscious.

Qingyan didn't know when he got sick, nor how long he was in pain.

But the moment he saw Lu Lijiang, his heart shrank tightly.

Numerous pains swept over him, as if he felt Lu Lijiang's pain at the moment.

Qingyan strode forward, without even thinking about whether the door was closed properly or whether the coat carried the chill outside, and rushed directly to Lu Lijiang who was on the bed, hugging the person curled up on the bed tightly.

"Lu Lijiang." He heard his voice trembling, and there was a hint of crying.

It is subconscious fear and distress.

Qingyan was flustered, he didn't know what to do at this moment.

In the past, when Lu Lijiang got sick, he would take the initiative to say so, then hugged him, and sucked his breath on his neck.

When it was more ambiguous, it was the lips that touched his skin.

How to "save" Lu Lijiang, Lu Lijiang didn't say anything, he didn't know at all.

So this time, he was panicked and scared.

He was afraid that Lu Lijiang's life would be in danger because he was so late.

Just thinking about it, Qingyan felt that his heartache was getting worse.

"Lu Lijiang."/Qing Yan tried to call the person in his arms again, tightened the strength in his hands, and hugged him even tighter.

At the same time, he tilted his head, exposed his beautiful neck, brought it to Lu Lijiang's lips, and asked in a trembling voice despite his restraint, "How can I suck it to make you feel better, suck it quickly."

A familiar aura swept across the sky, wrapping Lu Lijiang tightly.

The pain gradually eased, and Lu Lijiang regained a sliver of consciousness.

He just couldn't tell if it was reality or a dream.

After he passed out from pain in his own bed, the same situation happened once.

He smelled the breath of Qingyan, not strong, but his body's instinctive desire made him overcome all difficulties and climbed onto the bed of his little roommate.

Although the pain on his body didn't ease, Qingyan's breath reassured him.

So he grabbed the pajamas that Qingyan took off on the bed in the morning.

The breath of Qingyan above is even stronger.

Instinct attracted him, so he put his pajamas against the most painful heart, and passed out again.

It was an unconscious instinct that he approached Qingyan.

For example, at this moment, he vaguely heard his little roommate calling him and asking him how to suck him.

My body doesn't seem to hurt anymore.

But Lu Lijiang couldn't tell whether he was really cured or numb from the pain.

Lu Lijiang, who had just experienced pain like bone erosion and heart digging, felt lingering fear in his heart. He nestled in Qingyan's arms and spoke weakly: "Yanyan, I'm in so much pain."

The voice was low and full of grievances.

Hearing Lu Lijiang's muffled words clearly, Qingyan felt his heart ache to death.

It is a very strange experience, not for oneself, but for another person.

But now Qingyan couldn't think much about it, he was full of thoughts on what to do to get Lu Lijiang out of the pain.

He moved his neck to Lu Lijiang's lips again, gently coaxing and comforting him: "I know you are in pain, can sucking me make you feel better?"

This time the onset was too urgent and too ruthless, Lu Lijiang did not regain consciousness as quickly as the last time he held Qingyan.

He was still in chaos, and he couldn't hear Qingyan's question very clearly.

Like a long-dried person longing for rain, he instinctively burrowed into Qingyan's arms, and then asked softly, "Will you hug me?"

Qingyan had already hugged Lu Lijiang very tightly, and upon hearing this, he tightened his arms again, directly placed Lu Lijiang's head on his shoulder, and asked in a low voice: "How about this, is it better?"

For the first time, Qingyan hated himself why every time Lu Lijiang fell ill and hugged him, he was so distracted that he didn't study the correct posture and essentials seriously.

Otherwise, Lu Lijiang wouldn't have to wait for him to come back and let Lu Lijiang suffer like this.

He didn't know what to do, so he could only imitate the posture when he hugged Lu Lijiang many times.

The person nestled on his shoulder gave a muffled "um", and Qingyan's tight strings were slightly loosened.

The long contact made Lu Lijiang gradually recover.

Breathing the air with the breath of Qingyan, he felt at ease and contented, and the pain that made him dreaded no longer showed any signs of returning.

With a little return of consciousness, feeling the strength of being hugged tightly, Lu Lijiang finally had the real feeling of Qingyan beside him.

He just got sick, so Lu Lijiang is very weak now.

He didn't have time to explain everything, he just whispered to Qingyan's ear, "Yanyan, I might really have to hold you all night."

He was telling the truth, but his tone was complicated, there was self-deprecation for fear of being rejected by Qingyan, and grievance for wanting Qingyan to agree.

He didn't forget the last time he hugged Qingyan in the dormitory, he asked what he would do if he really got sick and needed to hug him all night.

At that time, Qingyan was a little angry, and asked him: "Lu Lijiang, do I look easy to deceive?"

It was he himself who lied about "sucking every day", which made him who was really sick now not know how to explain it.

Compared to being ridiculed or rejected by his little roommate, he still made a request.

He wanted to try it.

Because the attack just now was really painful.

It was so painful, so painful that he wanted to end his life at one point.

Hearing this, Qingyan's heart ached in a mess.

Without thinking about it, he agreed to Lu Lijiang, with a firm and serious tone: "I'll sleep with you in my arms all night."

He made a point of emphasizing it all night.

Lu Lijiang heaved a sigh of relief.

He didn't have the energy to think about the follow-up, and he was lucky to have the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

Don't die.

His stubborn little roommate, after all, cared about him and loved him.

Lu Lijiang rubbed his face against Qingyan's neck, found a comfortable position, and continued to stick to him.

Qingyan allowed him to move, and patted his already sweaty back lightly.

He confirmed softly: "Is it really better?"

"Yes." Lu Lijiang replied in a muffled voice.

Qingyan's slightly slack strings loosened up a little more.

He continued to ask softly, as if the person in his arms was startled by fear: "Would you like some water?"

"Hmm~" Lu Lijiang shook his head between his necks.

Only after being able to answer his question accurately, Qingyan finally recovered from the panic and fear when he first entered the dormitory.

He didn't know when Lu Lijiang got sick, and he didn't know if the disease would recur.

At that evening, Lu Lijiang had already sucked him, didn't he? !

Regarding the unknown condition, Qingyan could only ask the person concerned in a low voice: "Is it okay to just hold it?"

Lu Lijiang nestled on his shoulder and shook his head again: "Yeah~"

Qingyan's heart tightened, and he panicked again.

He coaxed in a low voice, using the gentlest voice in his life: "Then what should we do?"

Be careful, gentle and patient.

This time, Lu Lijiang answered him accurately.

Just two words, and explained it with his actual actions.

He muffled back: "Hold you."

As soon as the words were finished, Lu Lijiang hugged Qingyan tightly back, and fell into a deep sleep with the weakness of breaking free from the pain.

Feeling the even breathing between his neck, Qingyan called him softly: "Lu Lijiang?"

The only response to him was the sound of his roommate's light and peaceful breathing.

Qingyan exhaled lightly, raised his hand to stroke Lu Lijiang's stiff hair, and smoothed it twice.

I can't tell whether to appease him or comfort myself.

Lu Lijiang is fine.

Qingyan told himself softly in his heart, and then he also closed his eyes.

With a sound of "click", it was the switch on the dormitory to turn off the lights.

The dormitory has completely entered the night, and everything is silent.

Lu Lijiang was hot in his arms. Because of his illness, his pajamas were all wet, even though he was wearing a coat, it was still somewhat stained.

Not to mention his hands pressed against his back.

Fearing that Lu Lijiang would catch a cold, Qingyan stretched out his hand in the dark and pulled the quilt that was stacked inside, covering the two of them completely.

Sweaty, naturally uncomfortable.

Not to mention that Qingyan has a slight obsession with cleanliness.

But this time he didn't think about it at all, he was only worried about whether the sweaty Lu Lijiang would catch a cold if he didn't change his clothes.

Thinking of this, he moved the quilt over Lu Lijiang's body again, wrapping him up tightly before he felt relieved.

Lu Lijiang fell asleep completely, but Qingyan gradually woke up

The scenes of returning to the dormitory played back in his mind.Some episodes happened too fast because of his restlessness, and it was impossible to pay attention to the details.

But he couldn't fake his instinctive nervousness and worry about Lu Lijiang.

And seeing Lu Lijiang suffer, his heartache couldn't be faked.

Even, at the moment when Lu Lijiang didn't respond to his call, he had the idea that "in case Lu Lijiang dies of illness because of his late return", he would regret it for the rest of his life.

It wasn't the guilt of saving lives and treating diseases that made him regret it.

It was the loss of Lu Lijiang that made him regret it.

No matter how ignorant and dull, Qingyan finally understood why.

He likes the ease of playing chess with Lu Lijiang and meeting his opponent, he likes the peace of mind brought by Lu Lijiang's gags, he likes the shyness when Lu Lijiang makes him die repeatedly, and he likes Lu Lijiang's dependence on him when he has an illness...

If summed up, as long as it's about Lu Lijiang, he likes it.

Then the answer is obvious - he likes Lu Lijiang.

Qingyan closed his eyes and solved a problem in the dark night.

There is no need to correct the answer, he knows that the answer is 100% correct.

Because his nervousness and concern for Lu Lijiang just now had already been verified.

For the first time in his past and present lives, he was tempted by someone, and after going through all kinds of things, he understood and confirmed his heart.

Qing Yan gently curled the hand on Lu Lijiang's back, and then hugged him tighter.

Different from the charming and ambiguous atmosphere when Lu Lijiang fell ill last time, this time, the two teenagers hugged even tighter, but they just hugged.

Lu Li Jiangwo fell asleep in Qingyan's arms, leaving Qingyan awake to take care of the person in his arms carefully.

But this time is different from last time

Last time, Qingyan was only concerned with saving lives and healing the wounded, but this time he understood that this is love.

His concern for Lu Lijiang is love.

The full moon outside the window is rising higher and higher, and the bright moonlight shines on every part of the earth.

In this ordinary and ordinary night, some people are reuniting, some are cheering, some are arguing, some are crying...

There are all kinds of things in the world, joy or pain, and there are people who feel the taste.

In this small world, some people are greedy for the breath of their sweetheart, and some people are reminiscing about their belated wishes.

The night is long, and we move forward every minute.

As the morning approached, Qingyan couldn't bear the drowsiness that gradually struck, and finally fell asleep.

But Lu Lijiang, who had been hugged by him all night, slowly showed signs of waking up.

The sky was about to dawn, Lu Lijiang's consciousness was still very chaotic, he only felt that everything around him made him feel at ease.

The familiar breath made him feel at ease, and the tight embrace made him feel at ease.

Lu Lijiang opened his eyes

The two slept on the same pillow facing each other, and the magnified handsome face of his little roommate was close at hand.

Consciousness gradually converged, and reason also slowly returned.

Feeling the power imprisoning him in his body, Lu Lijiang called softly: "Yanyan?"

Qingyan, who had just fallen asleep, did not respond.

Lu Lijiang moved forward, put his nose close to Qingyan's, and closed his eyes.

Lu Lijiang let go of Qingyan's hand holding him, and hugged him instead.

Feeling the soft person in his arms, he used his still not fully awake consciousness to speak softly.

The morning sun gradually rose outside the window, and the soft sunlight slowly climbed onto the faces of the two teenagers.

Lu Lijiang let the sunlight witness his sincerity.

He said: "I love you."

——Yanyan, I love you.

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