How's your day

When he arrived at the residential area where the address was located, the takeaway ordered by Cheng Fei on his mobile phone was almost delivered. He stood downstairs and waited for a few minutes, then took the porridge ordered from the delivery guy, entered the elevator, and pressed the floor of Song Yu's home. .

When he arrived at the door, he saw that there was no doorbell around the door. He bent his fingers and knocked on the door. It took several minutes for the door to open from the inside.

Wrapped in a blanket, Song Yu stood barefoot inside the door with a pale face, "Have you brought any food?"

Cheng Fei frowned and looked at him, "You have a fever, don't you know how to wear more?"

"Don't talk nonsense, come in and close the door." Song Yu walked in wrapped in a blanket, and said before entering the bedroom, "I don't have slippers at home, so you just took off your shoes and came in."

Cheng Fei had no choice but to put the shoes he took off into the shoe cabinet, and walked in barefoot with the takeaway.

Song Yu's house is not big, it's a flat, only a living room and a bedroom, the living room is messy, all kinds of clothes are scattered all over the floor, it looks like it hasn't been tidied up for a long time.

When Cheng Fei walked into the bedroom, Song Yu was lying on the bed again, buried under the quilt, only his head was exposed.His hair color changed to red, which suits him very well, but his face is even paler now that he is sick.

"Quick, eat." Song Yu stretched out his hand towards him.

Cheng Fei didn't give it to him, but put the takeaway on the table next to him. The table was full of various cosmetics. He tidied it up and managed to free up a space.

He took out the porridge, opened the lid, took the porridge in one hand and the spoon in the other, walked to the bed, sat next to Song Yu, "Eat it."

Song Yu took the porridge and spoon, took two mouthfuls, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

Cheng Fei looked at him, "You don't know how to order takeaway?"

"My mobile phone has been turned off, how can I order takeaway?" Song Yu took a sip of porridge, "You are lucky, I only had the phone on for a minute, and you called me."

Cheng Fei didn't ask him why he turned off the phone, he got up and found a pack of tissues, and took out one to help Song Yu wipe his mouth, "It's too late today, the pharmacies are closed, I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow."

"I'm not going to the hospital." Song Yu said, "I'll be fine after a night of sleep. Why don't I go to a hospital?"

"How old are you and still avoid medical treatment?"

"It has nothing to do with how old I am," Song Yu looked up at him, "This is a normal reaction for me now, just sleep and it will be fine, I won't lie to you."

Whose normal reaction would be a fever?

Cheng Fei knew it was useless to ask him, so he simply didn't ask, and waited for him to finish the porridge, then took out the thermometer and let him suck it.

Song Yu was lying on the bed, and the obedient Cheng Fei was at his mercy.

When the time came, Cheng Fei took down the thermometer, it showed 38 degrees 5, and it was still a little hot.

He touched Song Yu's forehead, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Song Yu shook his head, but did not speak.

Cheng Fei sighed, there was nothing he could do about it, and covered him with the quilt, "Take a good rest today, and if you still have the fever tomorrow morning, come with me to the hospital."

"Don't go," Song Yu patted the place next to him, "Sleep here tonight."

"I wasn't going to leave." Cheng Fei packed his leftovers into the trash can, and went to the bathroom to wash up briefly.

When he turned off the light in the room and lifted the quilt to go to bed, Song Yu suddenly approached him and said softly, "I heard that you feel better when you have a fever."

The room was pitch black, and Song Yu stared straight at him with bright eyes.

"Are you feeling better?" Cheng Fei lay on his side, looking at him.

"It's hard," Song Yu said, "but you're happy."

"Calm down, my ancestor." Cheng Fei reached out and tapped his eyelids, "Close your eyes and go to sleep."

Song Yu closed his eyes as good as he could, but still couldn't close his mouth, "Don't miss this opportunity, you won't feel it anymore if you miss this opportunity."

"Shut up." Cheng Fei stretched out two fingers to pinch his lips, "If you don't sleep, fuck you to death."

Song Yu opened his eyes, moved his mouth, and grunted. Cheng Fei let go of his hand when he saw that he had calmed down. Unexpectedly, just after he let go, Song Yu said, "Otherwise, I'll give you a mouthful. It should be quite hot, do you want to try it?"

Cheng Fei couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his arms under the quilt and hugged him into his arms, wrapped his arms and legs around him, making him unable to move, "Sleep honestly."

Song Yu was hugged tightly in his arms, struggled a few times, but didn't struggle to get away. After a while, she became quiet and let out regular breathing sounds.

The next morning, Cheng Fei took Song Yu's temperature first thing after waking up. The thermometer showed 37.3 degrees, and the temperature had dropped.

"Look, I just said it's fine to sleep." Song Yu said.

Cheng Fei looked at the thermometer, "It's still a little high."

"Tall fart."

Cheng Fei put down the thermometer, "It's a little higher than normal body temperature."

"So?" Seinfeld looked at him.

Cheng Fei took off his shirt with one hand, and stroked Song Yu's face with the other, "So, it can still be more enjoyable."

Song Yu's voice had recovered when he woke up in the morning, but at noon his voice became hoarse again, even more hoarse than yesterday. He drank hot water and complained to the animals next to him.

"Are you still human?" He held the water glass angrily.

Cheng Fei ignored him, took the cup he drank, and poured another cup of hot water into it.

"You, immediately, immediately," Song Yu pointed at him, "take yourself and the garbage and get out."

Cheng Fei sat firmly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Yu, a heartless person, "I just cleaned up the living room for you, and you drove me away?"

Song Yu obviously didn't think he was heartless, "You made the mess, you didn't clean it up, why should I clean it up?"

Cheng Fei smiled, "I messed it up alone? You didn't mess it up? There was also the pile on the ground before I came here, and it was almost growing mushrooms. You are ashamed to say that I messed it up."

"Which pile? Where is it?" Song Yu pretended to look around, "I didn't see it, what did you say?"

Song Yu tied up her hair, exposing her fair neck and collarbone, wrapped in a white blanket, and huddled in the sofa. She kept away from strangers when she was not talking, and her brows were air-conditioned, but once she opened her mouth, she could kill her anger , wishing to sew his mouth shut.

"When are you going to Oolong?" Cheng Fei asked him.

Song Yu thought for a while and said: Tomorrow. "

"Tomorrow?" Cheng Fei frowned, "Shouldn't you rest for a few more days?"

"I have to make money." It's strange for Song Yu to say such words, he looks as if he doesn't eat fireworks, and the word money should not come out of his mouth.

"Are you short of money?"

"Yes, Que." Song Yu smiled at him, with red lips and white teeth, "Do you want to give it to me?"

Cheng Fei looked at him, "How much do you need?"

Seinfeld laughed out loud, "I'm just kidding, look at how serious you are, you're so stupid."

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"Are you really giving what I said?" Song Yu looked at him with a smile, "You are too easy to deceive, you are still a high-achieving student, how did you pass the exam?"

Cheng Fei looked at him helplessly, "What's the matter with high talent?"

Song Yu's face was red with laughter, and she fell on the sofa, clutching her stomach.

"Is it that funny?" Cheng Fei stretched out his hand to protect him, preventing him from falling off the sofa.

"You didn't see yourself as stupid." Song Yu gradually stopped laughing and waved his hands, "Stop laughing, my stomach hurts."

Cheng Fei wrapped the blanket that fell off on him again, "Take it easy, be careful you catch a cold again."

"Why didn't you think that I would catch a cold when you took off my clothes and pressed me to the ground?"

Cheng Fei was at a loss for words, and accepted his accusation silently. After all, he was the one who made a big fuss, even though someone teased him first.

The mobile phone placed aside rang, Cheng Fei took the mobile phone, and it was Lin Xuan who called.

"Hello? What's the matter?" He picked up the phone.

"When are you going back to school?" Lin Xuan asked on the other end of the phone.

Cheng Fei glanced at Sein Fei next to him, and roughly said, "Let's go tonight."

"Then call me when you leave, and we'll go back to school together."

Cheng Fei didn't react, "What?"

"I have something to go home. You should stay home. I just have something to ask you. I'll go find you."

"Wait!" Cheng Fei hastily stopped him.

The other party paused, "What's wrong?"

"I'm not at home," Cheng Fei said, "I have something to do, so if you have anything to do, you can talk on the phone."

Lin Xuan was silent for a few seconds, "Where are you?"

Cheng Fei hesitated for two seconds, "This is my friend."

Lin Xuan didn't speak any more, and hung up the phone after a few seconds.

"What? Are you here to investigate again?" Song Yu asked him.

Cheng Fei was still holding the phone in his hand, "No, I'm a kid."

"Is he the one who called last time?"

Cheng Fei nodded.

Song Yu sneered and didn't say much.

Cheng Fei thought about what Lin Xuan might be looking for him for, but he couldn't figure it out, but he couldn't answer the phone again, and if Lin Xuan asked him where he was, he couldn't answer.

After all, he and Song Yu never told anyone.

And Lin Xuan didn't even know his sexual orientation.

When he returned to the dormitory at night, Lin Xuan had already returned, with his usual face, greeting him as usual.

"What do you want to tell me this afternoon?" Cheng Fei sat down.

"Huh?" Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, "Oh, it's not a big deal, it's all right now."

Cheng Fei felt a little strange, but he was a little guilty, so he nodded as he said.

Lin Xuan said in a normal tone, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"No." Cheng Fei said.

He was going to have dinner at Song Yu's house before going back to school, but Song Yu didn't plan to keep him at all and drove him away before dinner time.

I don't know how he eats at home alone, should I order a takeaway for him later...

"Cheng Fei?" Lin Xuan called him.

"Huh?" Cheng Fei came back to his senses and asked him, "What did you just say?"

Lin Xuan looked at him without expression, "I ask you if you want to go to the cafeteria."

"Oh, okay, let's go." Cheng Fei said.

Lin Xuan got up without showing emotion, put on his coat, and walked out of the dormitory in front of him.

The next day, Cheng Fei was a little dazed all day long, sometimes wondering if Song Yu had recovered from his illness, and sometimes thinking that he would not really go to work in Oolong today.As a result, he was out of shape during class today, and he couldn't answer the questions when he was called up by the professor.

At night, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, put on his coat and prepared to go to Oolong.

Lin Xuan was reading the sixth-level information book, and raised his head when he heard the movement, "Where are you going?"

"I'll go out for a while." Cheng Fei zipped up his coat, walked out of the dormitory without looking back, and said, "Check the bed at night and help me out."

Lin Xuan watched him leave the dormitory, lowered his head to look at the information book again, and suddenly threw the book on the table after reading a few lines.

The thin monkey on the opposite bed was already asleep, and suddenly woke up when he heard the movement, and sat up with a messy hair, "What's the matter? Did the thermos explode?"