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Xiao Shuyuan sat in the car for more than an hour before going upstairs, it was already dark, he opened the door from the outside, but saw that the room was pitch black, only the lights from outside.

A huge sense of emptiness flooded him. He didn't know why he was looking forward to going home before, but at this moment he knew that someone was waiting for him because the lights were on at home.

"Zheng Yao?"

Xiao Shuyuan called his name tentatively.

He turned on the lights in the porch and the living room, and saw Zheng Yao curled up together, his body sunk deeply into the sofa, his slender wrists hanging weakly on the edge of the sofa.

"Yaoyao?" Xiao Shuyuan's heart suddenly "thumped", and he no longer pretended to be reserved as usual. He didn't have time to change his shoes, and walked to Zheng Yao's side in two steps in three steps. Only then did he realize that Zheng Yao was breathing heavily, with a cloth on his forehead. Covered with a fine layer of sweat, the lips are a little chapped and white.The broken hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat, covering half of Zheng Yao's eyes.

Xiao Shuyuan raised his hand to touch Zheng Yao's face, and it was abnormally hot to touch.

He lifted Zheng Yao's back, and it turned out that his back was also hot and humid.Xiao Shuyuan hugged him in his arms and patted his face lightly, "Yao Yao, can you hear me?"

Zheng Yao felt that he was very sleepy, his eyes could hardly be opened, and he saw an illusory figure walking towards him in a haze, getting closer and closer, with a pleasant smell of tea.

A pair of cool but powerful big hands touched Zheng Yao's hot face, somewhat rough palms.

As if enjoying such touching, he unconsciously rubbed against Xiao Shuyuan's palm.

Xiao Shuyuan's heart was also tickled like being scratched by a kitten a few times.

His voice reached Zheng Yao's ears, as if reverberation and echo had been added.The brain reacted sluggishly for a few seconds before Zheng Yao struggled to open his eyes, which were covered with bloodshot eyes, his eyes were blurred by the high fever, and his voice was hoarse, "Xiao Shuyuan..."

"Is it uncomfortable?" Xiao Shuyuan half hugged him, carefully brushing away the broken hair that was soaked in cold sweat on his forehead, "You have a fever, I'll take you to the hospital."

"Hmm..." Zheng Yao responded completely by feeling, his eyes were flickering, Xiao Shuyuan's face was not clear to him.

He was so burned that he was exhausted, like a reed that might be broken at any time, he grabbed Xiao Shuyuan's arm with both hands to use his strength to stand up unsteadily.Zheng Yao had no choice but to hug Xiao Shuyuan's waist, with most of his body's weight resting on Xiao Shuyuan's body.

Distressed, He blamed himself for almost devouring Xiao Shuyuan's rationality, he frowned, and hugged the person in his arms.

Zheng Yao's whole body was already limp from the burn, and he instinctively hooked Xiao Shuyuan's neck, but he didn't have any extra strength, he just hugged him vainly.The flushed cheeks were pressed against Xiao Shuyuan's neck.

This warmth made Xiao Shuyuan feel a little distracted.

Although Zheng Yao is dizzy now, he can still feel Xiao Shuyuan's tight hug, the big hand on his waist, he doesn't know if he is burned out, hallucinating, and seems to be trembling slightly.

Xiao Shuyuan was nervous.

"Xiao Shuyuan..." Zheng Yao wanted to say something comforting, but was hastily interrupted by the other party.

"I'm here, are you uncomfortable? Where is it uncomfortable?"

This question, Zheng Yao actually wanted to say that he was very uncomfortable and uncomfortable everywhere, but Xiao Shuyuan's voice sounded anxious, and he couldn't bear to make him worry any more, "I'm fine..."

"...be patient a little longer."

"I'm...really fine."

Xiao Shuyuan carried Zheng Yao all the way to the garage, helped him to sit in the co-pilot, then supported the back of Zheng Yao's head, and carefully lowered the co-pilot's seat so that Zheng Yao could be more comfortable.

After doing this, Xiao Shuyuan closed the passenger's door and walked around to the driver's seat.Before the car started, he glanced at Zheng Yao, and remembered that he hadn't fastened his seat belt just now, so he leaned over his upper body, wrapped his arms around the side and pulled out the seat belt to help him fasten it.

The two were very close, almost exchanging breaths, Xiao Shuyuan couldn't help raising his eyes, just bumping into Zheng Yao's half-closed eyes, he took a few suppressed breaths, trying to make himself look calm, "Is this better? "

"Yeah." Zheng Yao forced a consoling smile.

Xiao Shuyuan's driving skills have always been very good, he will not accelerate suddenly, nor brake suddenly. Along the way, although he was worried about Zheng Yao, he still drove the car steadily.

Zheng Yao didn't get motion sickness at first, but probably because of his fever, he felt a little nauseous while sitting in the car, especially because there was a seat belt on his chest, which made his chest feel tight.He closed his eyes, his throat was dry and itchy, and he couldn't help coughing twice under his throat.

In fact, he hasn't had a cold for a long time.He didn't dare to get sick before because it would delay the group's itinerary. For him, a cold and a fever are trivial matters, much lighter than those back and leg injuries caused by his dancing practice.Later, it was because he said he was playing big names, so even if Zheng Yao was sick, he would still work with the group.

Zheng Yao didn't want Xiao Shuyuan to worry and affect his driving, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes to force himself, but he didn't know that Xiao Shuyuan's attention was already glued to himself.

In a daze, Zheng Yao felt the heat on the back of his hand, he opened his eyes, Xiao Shuyuan was still looking ahead, but freed his right hand, held him, and rubbed Zheng Yao's palm with his fingertips.

"I know you're having a hard time, so relax."

Xiao Shuyuan's side face was sharp and angular, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down. Beneath that serious face was a sensitive and timid heart.

His voice seemed to come from far away, but it was loud, every syllable fell on Zheng Yao's eardrum, as if he was massaging Zheng Yao's ears.

Zheng Yao greedily demanded the warmth from Xiao Shuyuan's body. That temperature made him feel an unprecedented sense of security, and he forgot about the pain. He dazedly grabbed Xiao Shuyuan's hand, and the rest of the journey was so drowsy. A deep sleep passed.

So much so that Zheng Yao was ignorant when he arrived at the hospital, and he didn't even know that he was carried out of the car by Xiao Shuyuan.

When he woke up again, he was already lying on the hospital bed. The light in the room was a bit dazzling. Zheng Yao was not used to it for a while, and was about to raise his hand to block the light. The next second, a big hand blocked him one step ahead of him. in front of you.

"Are you awake?" Xiao Shuyuan's voice came from beside his ears, and the joy could not be concealed in his voice.

Zheng Yao gently held Xiao Shuyuan's raised hand to shield himself from the light, "Xiao Shuyuan..."

He felt a cool touch on his forehead, and it was Xiao Shuyuan who was helping him measure his body temperature, "Do you feel better?"

Zheng Yao supported his elbows and sat up from the bed. Xiao Shuyuan quickly took a pillow to support his back, "It's much better, how long did I sleep for?"

"More than three hours." Xiao Shuyuan glanced at the thermos cup on the table, "Are you hungry? I bought millet porridge."

Hearing the words "millet porridge", Zheng Yao's expression was a little painful for a moment, "Can I only eat this?"

"Yes, you have just recovered from your fever, so you can't eat greasy things." Xiao Shuyuan helped him open the thermos, "I'll eat with you."

"Xiao Shuyuan..."

"Is there anything else uncomfortable?"

Xiao Shuyuan was terrified by Zheng Yao's state when he went home, and now he was very nervous, whenever Zheng Yao called his name, his whole heart would be raised.

Zheng Yao frowned, looking at Xiao Shuyuan's nervous expression, he couldn't laugh or cry.

He found that Xiao Shuyuan's name sounded nice, and he actually liked being called Xiao Shuyuan.

"No, it's just... Can I stop calling you 'brother' from now on?"

Xiao Shuyuan smiled relaxedly, "Of course, you called me so many times just now, did I not let you call?"

"Then, can you always call me...that name..." Zheng Yao lacked confidence, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

Xiao Shuyuan kept silent, first froze, thinking about which "that name" in Zheng Yao's mouth referred to, he quickly recalled, and realized that when he found Zheng Yao with a fever at home, it wasn't Zheng Yao that he called out in a hurry His full name, but——Yaoyao.

He smiled gently at Zheng Yao, "Yao Yao."