Congratulations to the lazy worm for being a father [Zerg]

Victor woke up not long after he was sent to the school hospital. The toxin of the Lycarsonian worm was delayed for a long time, and his own resistance was still sleeping for a long time with the help of the antidote. It's nothing, the reason for the delay of half an hour is that the doctor ordered an x-ray to confirm that the shoulder is well reset and there is no re-dislocation.

Before leaving, the nurse told Victor that when he fell asleep, a thin female who claimed to be a roommate had been standing by her side, and was "struggling" to carry him onto the plane with "difficulty".

Although no name was left, Victor knew who it was.

He bid farewell to the doctor and left the school hospital. The silver moonlight shone on his face, blurring the usual sharp and indifferent eyes, and the corners of his lips naturally relaxed. It was the same face, but it looked surprisingly soft.

Because most of the students stayed in the Fourth Hospital and have not yet returned, the campus is very quiet. Victor rubbed his fingers unconsciously while waiting for the elevator. He remembered that it was not like this before he fell asleep. Could it be Hugh?

I was thinking about the button of the clothes in my mind, when I opened the door, I saw Sugar holding the table with one hand, water drops kept falling from the wet hair, his palm-sized face was pale and red, and he turned his face when he heard the voice , slightly raised her lips with an insect-attracting luster.

Victor quickly closed the door, just as he was about to remind Sugar to wipe his hair after taking a shower, his cold gray eyes suddenly widened.

"stop--!"

When Sugar got up, he was top-heavy and dizzy, his eyes were sharp and his hands quickly supported the table to avoid falling, and before the door opened, he didn't expect Victor to come back so quickly.

That's okay, waking up means the toxin has been resisted and everything is fine.

He pulled the corners of his lips and smiled a little before he wanted to say hello. His good roommate suddenly split into three and spun wildly. His dull brain was running hard like a rusty machine. He couldn't figure out the situation at all. He only knew that his good roommate It turned more and more, and then turned into a little bit of white light, and the consciousness was completely plunged into darkness.

Victor rushed forward with a stride, catching Sugar's falling body in time and hugging him in his arms.

Even though several layers of fabric are separated from the contact area, you can still feel the scorching temperature of the scalding insect. Obviously, "white and red" is not as simple as taking a hot bath.

He quickly realized that his little roommate had a fever, and it was an acute high fever. It might be caused by being caught and frightened by the leader beast, or it might be a cold from taking a bath at the beach.

It doesn't matter what the reason is. Victor ignored the doctor's X-ray before he left, and ordered him not to use too much force. He clasped his back with his right hand, and hugged Sugar with his left hand, hesitating between his own bedroom and the opposite bedroom. Seconds, he still chose to send the little roommate back.

Then Victor found the common medical kit issued by the dormitory from the cabinet in the living room, dug out cold medicine and antipyretic needles, took a glass of water and walked back quickly.

"Hugh." Victor was worried that Sugar would fall asleep and would not be able to take his medicine, so he bent down and whispered in Sugar's ear, but Sugar was in a daze from fever, and he frowned uncomfortablely when he heard the sound.

The flushed rose-colored skin exudes an abnormally high temperature, and the usual lazy and idle expression is completely gone. His brows are furrowed, and he looks very sad, like the Deputy Minister of Intelligence who is going to discuss military expenditures with the Ministry of Finance.

It would be impossible not to take the medicine. Victor sat sideways on the head of the bed, helped Sugar to lean against his chest, his thin and thin figure was completely sunken in his arms, soft, and it felt quite good to be able to hug him with just one hug.

……

Victor dismissed the untimely thoughts and shook Sugar.

"Hugh? Wake up."

"I..." My head was drowsy and I wanted to sleep, my body was hot and hot like I was in a stove, Sugar resisted the dizziness and discomfort, lifted his eyelids with great effort, and lifted his eyelids slightly reddened by the fever. At first, he looked at Victor with a blurred expression.

"You have a fever, go to bed after taking the medicine." Sugar would be fine if he woke up. Victor was most afraid that Sugar would not be able to wake up after falling asleep. He still had to take medicine to deal with high fever.

Victor tore open the package and took out the cold medicine. Sugar probably knew his condition, but he had no strength, so he could only obediently opened his mouth to hold the pill, and then Victor gave him a sip of water and swallowed it with difficulty.

The warm breath blew over the fingertips, like a feather plucked into the heart, a little itchy, and the cute and bright smile lingered in his mind, which made Victor lose his mind for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, his hand accidentally touched Sugar's lips, which were soft and moist with just drinking water, smoother than the finest silk.

Compared with the feverish Sugar, Victor's fingertips were slightly cooler, and the light touch on his hazy lips was like a superficial touch, passing by too quickly, and it was gone before he felt comfortable.

Sugar was suffering from a fever, and he subconsciously searched for this unusually comfortable temperature and rubbed it for a while.

Victor withdrew his hand in a low voice, his gray eyes fell condescendingly on the tip of Sugar's small nose, they darkened, and then returned to calm.

Unexpectedly, Sugar wanted to be comfortable, so he didn't notice the change in Victor. He buried his head in his arms until his hot forehead was close to Victor's neck, successfully captured the coolness, and sighed indistinctly. :"Um……"

He felt comfortable rubbing against him, Victor felt bitter, it is understandable that the little roommate had a bad fever and wanted to cool down, but this kind of teasing, even if he is a female, is very dangerous!

The best roommate in the college hastily closed his eyes and calmed down, suppressing the strange idea of ​​"punishing" the little roommate, put the water glass back on the bedside table, picked up the fever and said to Sugar: "You have a fever too fast, I will give you a shot." needles or send you to the school hospital, no matter which one you will be stabbed in the same way.”

It's terrible, I had a fever and hallucinations, my good roommate told a bad joke, Huge closed his eyes, nodded, slowly raised his weak hand, grabbed the collar and pulled it aside.

Huge's pajamas are button-up style, with a V-neck, pull movement and Victor's height, and the looming insect pattern on the chest makes insects think.

"No need!" Victor's pupils clenched tightly, as if he was stabbed by something, he pressed Sugar's frantic hand, his cold voice trembled slightly due to panic, "An arm is fine."

The antipyretic needle is not a long-needle syringe like the one in the hospital. It is a portable tubular injection. Pull off the cap and place it on the disinfection site and press it hard. The sensor will automatically trigger. Little red dots are left behind.

The injection took effect quickly, and within half a minute, Sugar's wet and cute misty eyes lost their spirits, his head tilted and fell into a deep sleep, his body lost consciousness and support, and he completely nestled into Victor's arms.

In a place he couldn't see, the clear and cold eyes shining with the light of the silver moon stared quietly, not for a moment, and Huge's sleepy face was completely unguarded and peacefully asleep, which miraculously smoothed the chaotic fluctuations in Victor's heart .

Once again, the distance seemed to be getting closer and closer. In order to hone the courage of the little roommate earlier, the heart that encouraged him to contact the outer worm suddenly became uncertain.

Outside the window, the moon is slanting to the west, and the moonlight spreads on the head of the bed dotted with stars, the unprecedented tenderness in the eyes, even Victor himself did not notice: Why are you so kind to me...

The worm who can answer him has already fallen asleep, and the question is destined to have no answer.

Victor put down the empty needle, took a deep breath, tore off the alcohol paper, calmly and carefully applied it on Sugar's forehead, behind the ear, neck and other places to help cool down, then gently put the insect back on the bed, pulled out his arm, and covered the quilt corner, packed up the discarded trash and exited the room, leaving a quiet room of moonlight.

The next day, Sugar woke up slowly, opened his eyes, and saw the familiar white roof, his head was throbbing like being run over by an armored vehicle, his nose was stuffy and his throat was dry, typical heavy Sequelae of the common cold.

Soaking in sea water first, and then blowing the sea breeze, the almost complete body only needs a coat to keep out the cold, and sat in the medical tent for nearly three hours. During this period, there were no measures to keep warm to prevent colds. After returning to the dormitory, the long-term heat fumigation undoubtedly aggravated the situation. Catalyst of disease.

Using the wrong shampoo to make your whole body feel hot and your body warming up after a meal are actually illusions caused by high fever.

After a delay of two to three minutes, the stagnant memory caused by the burning heat last night gradually returned to its place. What a pity, Sugar slowly stood up, turned his face and found a mug that did not belong to the bedroom on the bedside table, with a note pressed underneath it, Next to it is medicine.

'The meal is in the refrigerator, take medicine after meal. '

There is no signature, but the size is the same, as if the words written in the grid are exactly the same as the owner's personality.

He took out the note with one hand, took a sip from the glass of water, the temperature was just right, and Sugar couldn't help but suspect that his good roommate had installed a monitor in the house to know when he would wake up.

The warm water moistened my smoldering throat and flowed into my stomach, making the cold less uncomfortable.

He got off the bed and put on slippers, took a shower in the bathroom with new clothes in his arms, and then dried his hair. He was about to throw the sweaty pajamas into the washing machine when he saw the green light flashing on it. flash.

Victor didn't take the clothes after washing?No, good roommates are not so careless.

Sugar opened the lid and couldn't help but hold his forehead. It turned out to be me.

Yesterday he took off the coat that Victor lent him in a daze and washed it by himself. The fever really subsided, and Huge pulled out the coat angrily, stuffed it into his pajamas and started the program.

In the past, other insects would lend you a piece of clothing, and it would be no problem for you to return it after washing it, but Victor’s piece of clothing can only be described in four words: the right sleeve was scratched by the leader beast, and there were several holes on his body that he could not wear again. , you should just throw it away and buy a new one.

His black eyes were half-closed, his expression flickered several times and he didn't know what he was thinking. Huge held the coat by the shoulders and held it up high. The bright natural light outside the window passed through the opening and coated a warm circle of light around it. Looking around, dark blue The large and small halos on the black coat are like medals.

Suddenly, the scene of the original owner lying on the medical bed and sleeping in a coma flashed through his mind, the medal of glory instantly became extremely obtrusive, and the clothes covered with medals fell straight to the bottom, and was dragged back to the bedroom like a mop by the incumbent owner who didn't like it. Tucked into the corner of the closet.

It’s inappropriate to borrow clothes, and it’s even more inappropriate to return them as they are. Buying new ones without knowing Victor’s size, the baby face with baby fat puffed up, and he scratched his hair in frustration, what a hassle!

Clothes collar tags are weeping silently in the corner of the closet.

Due to the unexpected appearance of mutant beasts, the training assessment ended in the first half of the training, and the results of the second half of the training island were voided.

This great news made the liberal arts students rejoice, they almost set off firecrackers to celebrate, and they all geared up to gnaw their books madly, intending to use their excellent theoretical skills to tell the principal that liberal arts students can learn better and focus more without intensive training.

Don't need the training camp next semester!

Mixed in the reviewing army, Huge, who also majored in military history research, seemed to be an alternative to the wrong group. His classmates had two stacks of books—note that it was not two books, but two stacks—there was nothing in front of him, not only empty, but also distracted during class Son, can't sleep at night.

Since the night when he had a fever, Sugar hasn't seen his good roommate for five full days. Although the refrigerator is constantly replenished with lunch boxes, and he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, Sugar always feels that something is wrong.

He had a faint feeling that Victor was hiding from himself, pure intuition, no reason.

In fact, it doesn’t matter if you don’t see the worms. The new clothes on the living room table are taken away by the other party. The gratitude that needs to be expressed is accurately conveyed. satisfy.

In the past, whenever encountering things that didn't affect him, Sugar ignored it, because he was too lazy to care about it, and now he was scratching his head.

"Hmm... what's wrong with my good roommate..." Xiaoxiong turned over and continued to think hard, but no matter how smart he is and how strong his analysis ability is, it's useless to guess without information.

Victor, who was separated from him in the room, leaned against the head of the bed, his right arm was hung in front of his chest with only a bandage, and he stared at the wall in a daze.

--------------------

The author has something to say:

Sugar: It's just a bad cold, why do they all think I'm going to wake up

Victor: Are you awake?

Hugh: no

Victor (disappointed face)...

Sugar: Can't wait to lay eggs?

Victor (0///0) No it's not!

Sugar (Dear) Hurry up Hurry up

confession countdown 3