Xueba, don't look at me, look at the question!

Deathly silence.

There was a "bang" thunder outside the window, and the shadows of the whirling trees swayed on the window, as if they were mocking Mu Nanyu's momentary talk.

Bai Jingtan's eyes fell with his voice, faintly and coolly, just quietly focused on him, but it seemed like a spark lit up on his face all of a sudden, Mu Nanyu's fair skin instantly showed a thin red.

It's going to kill me.

Did he wipe his brain with safflower oil?

Even if he hit the wound on the corner of Bai Jingtan's mouth, but he can see this kind of wound?

Mu Nanyu has been doing physical training in the swimming pool all year round. Unlike other sports students who are often exposed to the sun, his skin is as white as suet jade, and it is easy to get a little hot on his face.

He stood in place tensely, his brows were furrowed, the ink in his eyes was so thick that it was almost dripping, as if he was racking his brains to figure out how to round up the words.

Bai Jingtan's deep eyes froze for a moment, and his thin lips curved slightly in the blurred blood.

"Okay, help me take a look."

Mu Nanyu's pupils shrank, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look in the direction of Bai Jingtan. His breath stuck in his throat, and he either swallowed it or spit it out.

Bai Jingtan's face was hidden in the darkness, and his expression could not be seen clearly.But judging from the casual tone of his words just now, this person should not feel that there is anything wrong with his answer.

Is he crazy or is Bai Jingtan crazy?

Isn't it strange that two big men gather together in the middle of the night to look at the tear on the corner of their lips? !

What's more, the opponent is Bai Jingtan.

But you can admit cowardice at any time, except in front of your deadly enemy.

Mu Nanyu encouraged himself from the bottom of his heart.

Bai Jingtan is not embarrassed, what is there for him to be embarrassed?It's not him who has broken lips.

Whoever is embarrassed about this kind of thing loses.

So Mu Nanyu's straight spine, which seemed to be nailed in place by a wooden stake, loosened a little bit. With a sullen face, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then took a band-aid from the drawer symbolically, and walked to the bed.

The height of 1.8 meters is just enough for him to see clearly the situation of the upper bunk.

Unlike his own bed which was piled up with various clothes, electronic products and even snacks in a mess, Bai Jingtan's bed was clean, there were not even many wrinkles on the light gray sheets, and even the rolled quilt was a neat rectangle.

Mu Nanyu raised his eyebrows, and shifted his gaze to Bai Jingtan who was sitting against the wall: "I said, you intend to—"

Are you going to let me come to your bed to help you look at the wound?

But he didn't say it. After all, there are lessons learned from the past. He was afraid that Bai Jingtan, a nerd, would answer him flatly, "Yes".

The nerd spoke slowly.

"I don't mind if you sit on my bed."

Mu Nanyu's well-controlled lazy expression was slightly cracked.

"You don't have the strength to get out of bed—"

He was answered by two muffled coughs. The other party's broad shoulders were shrunk in the shadows, and the body under the T-shirt was actually very thin. It looked a little pitiful.

Mu Nanyu's voice that was gnashing his teeth softened.

"I'll give you Jin Gui for a cold, I remember you weren't that delicate before..."

Mu Nanyu took the iron ladder to the upper bunk in two neat steps.

Into the nose is a clear smell of washing powder residue, like mint.

Mu Nanyu raised his hand and lifted the band-aid in Yang's hand, and lazily said, "Come closer, hey, there's still a lot of blood."

Bai Jingtan's lips are sharp and thin, and the lip color is very light, but now the blood is almost smudged along the lines of the lips, revealing a bright red.

Against Bai Jingtan's cold white skin, he looks like a vampire in the European Middle Ages.

Even when he was sitting like this, Bai Jingtan was still half a head taller than Mu Nanyu.

Mu Nanyu pulled his collar lightly in displeasure.

"Keep your head down, how about a rooster crowing at such a high level?"

Bai Jingtan stared at him indifferently, then lowered his head as he said.

Mu Nanyu took a napkin and roughly wiped off the blood on Bai Jingtan's lips, then opened his eyes wide and looked for the cut at the corner of his lips.

The light was too dim to find at all.

Forget it, it wasn't a serious injury in the first place, I guess he'll be fine if he wakes up tomorrow morning after a night of sleep, even he was just pretending to bring a bandage over here.

So Mu Nanyu roughly guessed the location, and put the band-aid on it squarely.

The fingertips inevitably rubbed against the corner of the other's lips, a warm and soft touch, and the shallow breath sprayed on the back of his hand, which was itchy and numb.

Mu Nanyu felt that his face was hot again for no reason.

He sped up his movements, tore off a layer of film behind the bandage, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Turning his head away from Bai Jingtan's cold gaze: "Okay, I'm going back to sleep."

"It's crooked."

"..."

Mu Nanyu moved back suspiciously: "Is it crooked?"

Bai Jingtan didn't seem to hear the undisguised suspicion in the young man's voice, and lightly licked the corner of his lips stained with dried blood.

In fact, such a small hole didn't hurt at all, and he didn't even know where it was.

"Yes, it's crooked."

Adhering to the principle of helping people to the end and sending the Buddha to the west, Mu Nanyu turned around again and reached out: "Then tell me, where should I post it? Just such a hole, don't make it look like an incurable disease." Same……"

In the darkness, the wind slapped the windows with dense raindrops, and even the air carried the chill of autumn.

On the bed where the two boys were sitting, the flowing air was warmed by the body temperature of the two of them, blocking out the coldness outside.

They were very close to each other, their silhouettes almost intersected from a distance, and their soft whispers revealed a sense of indescribable intimacy.

Guan Fang rubbed his eyes and got off the bed to go to the bathroom, and saw that the quilt on the bed opposite him was lifted and there was no one there.

"Brother Yu, are you in the toilet—"

His voice came to an abrupt end.

On the upper bunk of the bunk bed opposite, there were two vague figures. The curtain of the mosquito net was blown by the wind or something, floating and shaking.

shit, shit, shit...

Guan Fang's heart skipped a beat.

He originally thought Brother Yu and Brother Tan had a bad relationship.

It turns out that people are quarreling on the surface, but in fact they have such a good relationship that they have to sleep on the same bed at night!

The first time Mu Nanyu heard the sound behind him, he subconsciously trembled, and the hand that was tearing off the band-aid shook suddenly, and Bai Jingtan raised his hand to wrap his wrist around his wrist, stabilizing him in the air.

A deep voice with a slight nasal sound sounded nearby: "He is helping me put on a band-aid..."

At the end, he added: "The corner of my mouth is broken."

Guan Fang didn't think there was anything wrong, so he responded with a dazed "Oh": "I thought it was one of you who was afraid of thunder and wanted to sleep with someone else at night... Then I'm going to the toilet."

Mu Nanyu clenched his fists tightly, his dark almond eyes pressed down with gentle arcs, almost spitting out fire.

Put a band-aid on you and you still want to go out and say it? !

One more thing to add is because the corner of your mouth is broken? !

It's as if I care about you so much!

Your uncle Bai Jingtan did it on purpose, right?

But Brother Yu never beat the sick and injured.

Mu Nanyu suddenly grinned and smiled provocatively.

"Yes, Bai Jingtan is afraid of thunder. He has been afraid of thunder since he was a child."

As Mu Nanyu said, he pressed the band-aid back to the corner of Bai Jingtan's mouth with a "snap", his voice became louder and triumphant.

"When I was young, every time there was a thunderstorm, he would cry in fright, insisting on hugging me and crying 'Brother, I'm afraid'. Sigh, I didn't expect him to be so timid now that he is about 1.8 meters tall."

"You say yes, Bai Jingtan—"

Bai Jingtan's slender eyelashes drooped, falling into darker shadows under his eyes, and his amber eyes became lighter in the darkness, with emotions that Mu Nanyu couldn't understand.

He originally thought that with Bai Jingtan's personality, he would reply coldly, "If the memory is disturbed, I will take you to the hospital."

But what he heard was——

"Yes."

Ok? !

Two minutes later, Mu Nanyu returned to the lower bunk.

Tossing and turning, I couldn't figure out what happened to Bai Jingtan today.

Finally, I couldn't help but took the phone and opened the almighty Baidu.

[Why did the enemy suddenly change gender? 】

[Answer: A sworn enemy is also called an old enemy, referring to an enemy who has had a relationship overnight.If he changes gender, it might not be enough for one night...]

What a mess.

Mu Nanyu re-entered with a sullen face.

【How to get revenge on your deadly enemy? 】

[Answer: Raid him, let him love you to death, then dump him aloofly, make him cry bitterly, regretting his mistakes. 】