When the dead house meets the upper paralysis

After class, Mo Su looked at Xie Zifang who was packing up his things silently, thought for a while, and finally couldn't help but ask a bitch: "Then where are you going?"

Xie Zifang looked at him strangely, "Go home, otherwise where else would you go?"

Mo Su rubbed his nose and asked hesitantly, "Don't you need to go to the health center? You seem to have a severe fever."

"Huh?" Xie Zi responded with a strong nasal voice, raised his hand, and touched his head, "It's okay, just go back and sleep."

"What if it's bad?"

"Sleep again." Xie Zifang answered casually and took it for granted.

Mo Su couldn't help frowning.

In essence, Mo Su is a cold and cocky person.

Among the four of them, Sun Fang was the most soft-hearted and had the best temper. He was a person who would give money to beggars no matter how many times he saw them on the road.

In the same situation, the boss Cao Qinghui would feel that people who are not self-reliant but rely on others are not worthy of sympathy at all.There are too many people in the world who are obviously suffering from misfortune but are striving for self-improvement. If there is a need, Cao Qinghui is willing to give all of his own to help such people, but he will never give even a dime to beggars.

And Wei Mang would feel that he wondered how many of these beggars were liars.Isn't it often said on the Internet that some beggars are begging in the streets in tattered clothes, but when they return from work, they may be richer than the people who gave them alms.Because he didn't want to be cheated, Wei Mang refused to beg.

But according to Sun Fang, there may really be many liars like Wei Mang said, but there may be people who really need help among the people he gave.As long as there is one person out of ten who really needs it, Sun Fang will feel it is worth it.

Just because of such a question, the three in the dormitory were arguing red-faced. Cao Qinghui said that Sun Fang was indulging people who get something for nothing, Wei Mang said that Sun Fang was too real, and Sun Fang said that the two of them were cold-blooded animals.But Sun Fang was alone, and it was really difficult to defeat the attack of two mouths. When he wanted to seek the support of Mosu, the only one who didn't open his mouth, he turned to look for Mosu, but found that the latter was still playing games. They didn't pay any attention to their dispute at all.

Mo Su is such a person. He is not interested in many things, many things that are not put in front of him.He doesn't mourn others' misfortune like Sun Fang, nor does he anger others' indisputability like Cao Qinghui, and he doesn't even particularly care about his own gains and losses.He belongs to the kind of person who will call the police and call 120 immediately when he sees the scene of a car accident, but he does what he should do, neither watching nor participating in it.But on the other hand, under the indifference to strangers, Mo Su is a person who treats people he knows so well that he even spurns him.

So when he saw that Xie Zifang had a fever, but he didn't take it seriously, Mo Su couldn't ignore it.

Sighing silently, and explaining to Cao Qinghui, Mo Su picked up Xie Zifang by his arm, and pulled him up halfway, "Let's go, I'll take you to the health center."

Xie Zifang didn't speak, and followed Ren Mosu honestly to the school clinic.

The doctor looked at it and confirmed that it was just a general fever. Although the degree was indeed a bit high, there was nothing wrong with it. He opened a bottle of IV and let Xie Zifang take it, and he walked away leisurely.

The small wards in the health center are shared by two people. In a small room that is not too big, there is a window that occupies more than half the width of the wall directly facing the door.On both sides of the window, there is a white hospital bed.

After taking the IV, Xie Zifang lay on the bed on the left side of the door, with a listless expression, and didn't speak much.

Mo Su sat on the other side of the bed, somewhat embarrassed, after all, the relationship between the two of them is not yet mature enough to be silent and smooth.After thinking about it, Mo Su asked, "Do you still want me to stay here with you?"

Xie Zifang's eyes widened as if he hadn't woken up much, and looked at Mosu wetly. Because of the fever, his face was somewhat abnormally rosy, and his face was usually dull because of his expressionless face. At this moment, he looked extremely innocent and pitiful.

Xie Zifang didn't speak, but Mo Su suddenly felt that he seemed to see a ferocious big dog showing the expression of an abandoned puppy, so he had to put the half-raised butt back back.

Seeing Mo Su sit down, Xie Zi seemed relieved, his eyelids drooped again, and he looked half asleep and half awake again, ignoring others.

So Mo Su realized that he had nothing to do with Xie Zifang's expression.Xie Zifang is used to having a blank face and wandering eyes, like a hard piece of wood that is in a daze all day long, but once the piece of wood shows a little bit of a normal human emotional expression, Mosu will magically make up for the contrast Make a twist behind it.Of course, the twists and turns are too complicated to describe in words, but anyway, the final result is that Mo Su has nothing to do with Xie Zi.

In the end, not only did he accompany Xie Zifang to finish the whole bottle of IV drip, but also a good person sent him home after all.Although Mo Su felt that it was just a fever and it was a bit of a fuss, but under Xie Zifang's silent stare, Mo Su gave in.

Xie Zifang's home is in a residential area near the school. From the outside it looks like an old and dilapidated small building, but when you open the door to enter, it is a brand new decoration, which is not good for a single student. It is not extravagant.

Mo Su stood at the door blankly as soon as he entered the door. After Xie Zifang had already entered the room and lay down on his own, he followed him in and asked in amazement: "Why are you so rich? What do you do at home? "

Xie Zifang glanced at him, "My father is an official."

"...&%*￥*&...%￥#@!"

Xie Zifang was silent for a moment, "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly."

Mo Su showed a submissive smirk, "No, I didn't say anything. Even if I said something, I have already harmonized myself, haha."

Xie Zifang suddenly asked in an awkward manner, "Have you written the application for joining the party?"

Mo Su raised his eyebrows, and leaned over to Xie Zifang's side, "What? You want to help me join the party?"

Xie Zifang shook his head, "No, I want to remind you to stop writing if you haven't written it. People who only have the awareness of self-harmony cannot join the party."

Mo Su asked indifferently: "Then what kind of person can enter?"

Xie Zifang looked at him for a while, and decided not to entangle Mosu on this issue.He could see that Mo Su was cold in nature and didn't care about the affairs of the big society.And he... is actually equally cool.

Xie Zifang retracted himself into the quilt, only showing half of his head.Although the drip has been given, it seems that the effect of the medicine has not been fully exerted, and the body is still cold, and I want to shiver from the inside out.

Mo Su also ignored Xie Zifang, and walked around the room twice.The house is actually not big, but it has everything that should be there, but it looks a bit messy on the whole.From the small living room to the bedroom, unwashed clothes and various magazines are randomly thrown everywhere, and there are unwashed dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen.

Mo Su's stomach growled, he touched it, and looked up at the clock hanging in the living room. It was almost noon, but because they were playing the bottle with Xie Zifang, the two of them hadn't eaten yet.

He went into the back room and took a look at Xie Zifang. The latter closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.Mo Su opened the refrigerator, and there were only beer, drinks and instant noodles in it.After sweating for a while, he took Xie Zifang's key and went downstairs.At the vegetable market on another fork in the side street, Mo Su bought some eggs and cabbage and took them back, and ordered two bowls of instant noodles.

After it was done, he brought a bowl to Xie Zifang's bedside and woke him up, "Hey, I'm getting up to eat."

Xie Zifang opened his eyes a little, then took a deep breath, widened his eyes, and got up, "What is it?"

Mo Su was angry, this master didn't do anything, dare to ask what it is? "Instant noodles! Do you want to eat?"

"Eat." Xie Zifang took the noodle bowl and chopsticks neatly, picked out the noodles, and sent them to his mouth in big gulps.I don't feel it when I sleep upside down, but I really feel hungry when my face is in front of my mouth.And I have to say that although it is just instant noodles, Mosu's cooking is many times more delicious than his cooking.Originally, he was almost to the point of physiological nausea for this food, but seeing that Mosu just added an egg and vegetables, it became so delicious, Xie Zifang suddenly felt amazing.

Facing Xie Zi's inexplicably adoring gaze, Mo Su chilled for a moment, but ignored him, turned around and went to the small living room, turned on the TV, and sat on the sofa with his own bowl of noodles to eat.

The door of Xie Zifang’s room was still open. Sitting on the bed, he could see Mo Su leaning comfortably on the sofa outside, eating the whole bowl of noodles in a few clicks. Xie Zifang asked Mo Su loudly in the living room, “Mo Su, would you like Don't come and live with me?"

Mo Su was watching the entertainment program Sha Le on TV, when he heard the sound, he lay down on the armrest of the sofa and shouted at Xie Zifang, "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly."

Xie Zifang's voice became louder, "I said, do you want to move in and live with me?"

Mo Su got up and walked in, thinking it was funny, "Why should I move in to live with you?"

Xie Zifang thought for a while, "Aren't we dating?"

Mo Su had nothing to say, but Xie Zifang's expressionless face looked inexplicably serious at the moment. After holding back for a long time, he finally replied: "Even if it is...you have to have a process."

Xie Zifang lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly spread his hand, and said to Mosu: "Hand."

"Huh?" Mo Su looked at his hand spread out in front of him strangely, and tentatively put his own on it, "So? What are you doing?"

Xie Zifang closed his palms and shook Mosu, "This is the first step, we have held hands."

Mosu Khan withdrew his hand, "Everything is boring, aren't you?"

Xie Zifang lay down again, "It's okay, do you want to talk to me for a while?"

"..." Two black lines climbed up Mosu's forehead, "Anything to talk about?"

Xie Zifang said seriously: "You can think about it."

Mo Su rolled his eyes, "I'm sick, think about it again! How much did you spend to invite me to chat with you? Okay, where is your thermometer? I'll leave when your fever subsides."

Following Xie Zifang's instructions, Mo Su found the thermometer and measured it for Xie Zifang.Although the temperature has dropped slightly, it is still higher than normal body temperature.

Mo Su looked around, "You've been living alone? Why didn't you live with your parents? Isn't your family here?"

Xie Zifang snuggled up under the blanket, "My home is far from the school."

"Oh." Mo Su responded, and went to the living room again.The entertainment program on TV had just ended, and he even changed a few channels, but there was nothing interesting, so he just wanted to lie down on the sofa and squint for a while.But as soon as my head was pillowed on the sofa, I smelled a strange smell inexplicably.Sniffing his nose and sniffing, following the smell, Mosu pulled out a blackened white sock from the crack of the sofa.

Sighing, Mo Su sat up, looked into the room, Xie Zifang closed his eyes and fell asleep again.Mo Su was completely disturbed by a stinky sock, and Xie Zifang’s computer was placed in the back room, and it seemed that there would be no game client he often played. Without the computer, he would not know what to do. Su Suo resigned to his fate, picked up Xie Zifang's stinky socks and some clothes, threw them into the washing machine in the corner of the living room, poured washing powder, and turned on the water...

When Xie Zifang woke up again, what he saw when he opened his eyes was the busy figure of Mo Su.He looked at it silently for a while, and then asked again, "Mosu, do you want to move here?" But he probably fell asleep and his throat was a little dry, so his voice was hoarse.

Hearing the sound, Mo Su entered the room with a piece of sackcloth in his hand. He had finished washing his clothes in the washing machine and was cleaning the table. "What? Are you awake? Do you want some water?"

Xie Zifang nodded.

Mo Su then turned around and brought in a cup of hot water from the outer room, "Drink it, then take your temperature, and if you're okay, I'll leave."

"Oh." Xie Zifang responded, took the water glass, drank a couple of sips, and then followed Mosu's instructions to take his temperature.

Mo Su didn't wait for him to measure, turned around and went out of the house to pack up the last little thing left.

Xie Zifang waited until the point, took out the thermometer from his armpit, and his body temperature returned to normal.

He looked at the thermometer, then at the watch, then touched his stomach that was starting to feel hungry because the afternoon had passed, and finally, after thinking about it, he glanced at Mosu who hadn't noticed him at all , and then insert the thermometer into the water cup...

After a while, Mo Su came over, "How is it? Are you okay?"

Xie Zifang passed the thermometer over without a word.

Mo Su took it and took a look at it. He felt that if there was nothing wrong with the thermometer, then Xie Zifang should have something wrong now.But the person who should have gone wrong is staring at him with great energy at this moment.

He reached out his hand silently, touched Xie Zifang's forehead, and only touched it a little, and Mo Su knew that the temperature on the thermometer could never be Xie Zifang's body temperature.

Look carefully, the thermometer is still damp...

Calmly, Mo Su put the thermometer back on the table and frowned, "Why isn't it better yet?"

Xie Zifang said: "Maybe it will be better after dinner."

Mo Su pondered, "Well, what do you want to eat?"

Xie Zifang was not greedy, "Anything is fine."

Mo Su thought for a while, "But you don't have anything at home, I have to go out and buy some."

"Go." Xie Zifang was very happy.

Mo Su was in a dilemma, "But I only planned to go back to the dormitory after class, so I only brought lunch money."

Xie Zifang immediately contributed his wallet, "I have money."

Mo Su looked at it a bit embarrassed, but finally took it, "Okay, wait a moment, I'll go shopping."

"it is good."

Mo Su put on his coat and went out, went downstairs, and called Cao Qinghui, "Boss, call out the second and third brothers, I'm treating guests to dinner outside today."

Cao Qinghui responded happily, "Okay, what's the matter? I got rich today."

Mo Su responded, "Today, I made a small payment for someone else's housekeeping."

"Housekeeping? What do you mean?" Cao Qinghui was puzzled.

"Don't ask, come out." Mo Su didn't want to explain.

"Okay." Cao Qinghui didn't care.

After a while, the four people in the dormitory met at the agreed place, and happily went out for a meal.

Xie Zifang stayed in his home, looked at his watch, and waited happily for Mosu to come back, but time passed by, and Mosu never came back...