After the rebirth, I became the top class again

The young body in front of him suddenly approached, and the visual impact was even worse. Wen Song tried his best to blink his eyes away from Lu Yige's upper body, paused for a moment and replied, "Of course, I brought everything I didn't see."

"Okay," Lu Yige replied, looking into Wen Song's eyes, "Shall I apply it now?"

Wen Song raised his head and met the young man's focused eyes, and the focused and inexplicably aggressive eyes immediately cleared his mind: "No, you'd better put on your clothes first, don't catch a cold."

As he spoke, he took a towel and a water bottle and opened the door in a slightly flustered manner: "I'll bring some more things, you wear them quickly."

The door was closed, Lu Yige stared at the door thoughtfully.

Wen Song outside the door touched his heated face and patted it twice, oh my god, sin, how could he see a minor body blushing?

When Wen Song came in with the ironed towel, Lu Yige had already changed into a black plain pajamas.

The boy put on the pair of silver-rimmed glasses, leaning his long body against the head of the bed. He was flipping through a book in his hand. The cover of the book looked like an extra-curricular book. He seemed to love reading extra-curricular books. Wen Song often read them. He was flipping through books with different covers.

The person wearing glasses seems to have changed another style, completely different from the one that made Wen Song uncomfortable just now.

Although the young man's appearance made Wen Song feel more at ease, there was a string in his heart. After all, he was still 16 years old, and he couldn't completely treat the person in front of him as a child.

"Legs." Wen Song sat on the edge of the bed and signaled Lu Yige to stretch his legs over.

The person leaning on the head of the bed moved, and a long leg came across and rested on Wen Song's lap.

The boy's legs are thin but also very heavy. When he came into close contact with the other party, the warmth of the other party's body was transmitted through a thin layer of clothing. Wen Song couldn't help but flash other images in his mind.

He coughed lightly to relieve some embarrassment, slightly tiptoed to support the boy's legs, and spread the towel in his hand, which was still steaming.

"Maybe it's a little hot." Wen Song said, blowing lightly twice, tried it with his hands, and then aimed at the boy's knee to apply it.

"Wait." Lu Yige raised his hand to stop Wen Song's movements, stared at the expression on Wen Song's face, and raised half of his eyebrows jokingly, "Are you going to just apply heat like this?"

Wen Song glanced at the long legs wrapped in black pajama pants, and felt even more embarrassed, but he could never admit that he was in a trance, so he said nonsense, "It's the first time, I have no experience."

After speaking, he raised his hand and rolled up the boy's trouser legs, exposing the boy's well-proportioned and strong calf muscles again, and some images began to flash back in his mind uncontrollably, Wen Song secretly bit his lower lip to wake himself up.

On the other side, Lu Yige narrowed his eyes: "Really?" He remembered that when Li Sining's wrist was injured, he said in an interview that Wen Song helped him with hot compresses.But according to the current timeline, Li Sining was not injured, and what Wen Song said seemed to be correct.

There was warmth on the knee, Wen Song carefully covered the towel with a serious expression: "That's not true, I rarely get hurt, and usually just rub some medicine on minor injuries and everything will be fine." He asked again, "Is this okay? Is it hot?"

"Yes," Lu Yige said intentionally, "Thank you Brother Wen." His tone was rare and well-behaved.

Wen Song paused with his hand holding the towel. This was the first time he heard this name from Lu Yige. Hearing it under such circumstances was both fresh and inexplicably awkward. People's abs blush...

"You're welcome brother," Wen Song felt that he couldn't stay here anymore, "Then can you apply it yourself? I'm going to sleep." He yawned as he spoke, his eyes filled with mist instantly, he I am really sleepy.

"Okay." Lu Yige said as he gently lifted his leg to move away from Wen Song's leg, but he seemed to have bumped into something. Song's reaction.

"Does it hurt again?" Wen Song's face was tense, "Don't move." He sat down again as he spoke, carefully rubbed his legs, and frowned.

"You are a bit too serious. You should take time off for an inspection. You can't be careless about this kind of thing."

Lu Yige shook his head, he stared at Wen Song and said, "I don't want to go."

Wen Song's nervousness benefited him very much, and it also made him suddenly realize that being treated like a child didn't seem too bad.

Seeing the other person's eyes, it seemed that the picture of a beautiful boy coming out of the bath just now was too shocking. Wen Song's perception of Lu Yige repeatedly jumped between maturity and childishness, and he always felt that he couldn't understand even an ordinary look. He subconsciously didn't ask the sentence, why don't you want to go.

But he didn't know how to persuade an adolescent boy for a while, so he thought of something to say: "You are still young and don't know the importance of physical health, especially in this kind of joints. Some injuries are not treated carefully. It will most likely be with you forever."

Lu Yige said again: "Then just rub it for me."

Wen Song: "..."

I don't know if it was affected by the warm lighting and the quiet atmosphere, Wen Song actually heard a hint of coquettishness in this sentence.

He felt as if something had strayed from the track, but he, who was good at avoiding it, subconsciously ignored something, just thought that people who were sick would always reveal their vulnerable side, so he leaned on him and stretched out his hand to help him rub.

At the same time, he continued to coax softly: "Don't be childish, listen to brother, let's go and have a look, huh?"

The bedside lamp casts yellowish light, and under the warm light source, Wen Song's brows droop slightly, his long black eyelashes are coated with a layer of warm golden yellow, and the usually sharp jawline becomes soft, accompanied by That gentle voice, at this moment, he is like a dazzling light source.

Suddenly those gentle eyes trembled, and the eyelids lifted to reveal a ray of panic in them, Wen Song said: "Why are you so close?"

The person who was leaning on the other side bent over his head at some point, and the two of them were already breathing very close.

Lu Yige was also stunned for a moment, he didn't want to get so close at first.

He slightly distanced himself, calmed down his heartbeat and said, "Can the kid not go to the hospital?"

Wen Song: "..."

He found that Lu Yige seemed particularly difficult to deal with tonight.

Sensing that Wen Song's expression was not very good, Lu Yige accepted it as soon as he saw it, "Okay, then can you accompany me?"

It's all like this, Wen Song seems to have no reason to refuse.

"Okay, let's do it tomorrow."

Early the next morning, Wen Song asked the director to ask for leave, and he and Lu Yige got on the passenger ship out of the island. They were traveling together, and there was also an accompanying PD.

Wen Song didn't expect that the ship he wanted to get on would be boarded again in this form.

It's been a long time since I left the island, and the air outside is sweet. It can be seen that Lu Yige is in a good mood, talking more than usual along the way.

"I made an appointment for an outpatient clinic on the Internet. It should be too early now, let's go eat something first?" The two got off the boat and stood at the pier to discuss where to go. Yes, he nodded and agreed to go to eat first.

"Go, brother please."

The accompanying PD dutifully followed the two to shoot, which attracted the attention of many people at the pier.

When they arrived in the bustling city center, this three-member team attracted many people to watch.

In fact, even without a photographer, the appearance of the two is enough to make people stop.

It has just rained, and the temperature is neither too hot nor too cold. Wen Song casually wore a light green striped shirt with jeans. The standard outfit of a man of science and engineering looks like a layer of filter on him, youthful and energetic. , while the other boy who should have been more energetic is wearing black and white as usual, a white sweater and black sweatpants, not like an idol, but more like a little boy who has attracted countless fans to scream on the school field, low-key and hard to hide his handsomeness .

Both of them have long been used to facing all kinds of staring and pointing, but Wen Song still put on the cap in his hand, and then continued to lower his head and join Lu Yige to find a good place to eat on the phone map.

It is natural to eat seafood at the seaside. Wen Song found a grilled fish with good reviews.

It's just that this small shop seems to be hidden a little deep, and the two of them took the navigation guide for almost half an hour but couldn't find it.

"Why don't you change to another one?" Wen Song felt a little ashamed when he couldn't find a place to invite someone to dinner.

Lu Yige raised his eyes and glanced at the people around the two who were holding up mobile phones to take pictures and record videos.

After all, Lu Yige is the most popular FF group with 3000 million fans, and he has been recognized by others a long time ago. One spreads ten, ten spreads hundreds, and now there is a trend of more and more people around him.

In the middle of the crowd, the screen of the mobile phone was erected to face the crowd: "Does anyone know how to get here?"

Many fans in the crowd were very excited when they heard Lu Yige talking to them, but it didn't hinder them from showing the way.

Everyone was very enthusiastic, and all kinds of voices around them were showing them the way.

"Pass this way, the next step..."

Even though they were very excited, the crowd was still orderly, and they all kept a proper distance from Lu Yige, and tacitly gave them a way to pass.

After getting the directions, Lu Yige thanked the enthusiastic fans, and then raised his chin to the stunned people: "Let's go."

Wen Song followed in a daze, a new wave of embarrassment appeared in his embarrassing mood.

Why didn't he think of asking for directions?In fact, it’s not unexpected, but years of artist life have made him almost lose this basic common sense. He has become accustomed to keeping a proper distance from fans, playing the role of onlookers and silent onlookers.

In the past, he got along very well with his fans, would collect every letter, and would chat with the fans who were dropping off the plane while waiting for the plane, but then the whole Internet hacker seemed to make everything out of control.

To be more precise, it is black and red. Apart from the insults, the blacks on the Internet have brought him great exposure, and his fans are increasing day by day.

Gradually, he got used to boarding the plane while being chased and intercepted by fans, and he got used to the daily routine of being blocked even after going through the VIP. He almost lost all his privacy.

When he goes shopping on vacation, he will be followed. When watching a movie with friends, he will hide it as if it is an underground affair. Even when he is on vacation, someone will knock on his door in the middle of the night.

He knew that extreme personal pursuits were only a minority group, but it was this minority group that made Wen Song unable to maintain the previous mode of getting along with fans.

It feels like he's seen such a healthy fan base in a long time.

Just as Wen Song sighed in his heart about the quality of these fans, he heard an obvious voice.

"Fuck, is this the fucking rich second generation?"

This sentence immediately attracted the attention of others. Wen Song was similar to an assistant from the F regiment, and many people thought they were staff members.