The days when I worked part-time as a dormitory in the male dormitory

Lu Xiao's physique is too poor, no one thought that the weather in midsummer would cause fever even after going out for less than half an hour with the wind blowing.

Liang Huaiyu was anxious and blamed himself. Lu Xiao's health was not comparable to that of ordinary people. Most people can take some medicine for a cold, or even no medicine.

Lu Xiao can't do it. For Lu Xiao, any small cold is a major thing to pay attention to, let alone a fever now.

When the doctor was notified to see Lu Xiao, he was also a little surprised.

It stands to reason that this temperature should not fall down as soon as it blows, and now the wind in the garden outside is still hot on the body.

But after a thorough examination, no problems were found. It can only be said that Lu Xiao was born with a weak constitution, and his resistance has dropped a lot due to a serious illness recently.

There is no immediate cure for this kind of situation. The temperature must be lowered first, and carefully observed so as not to cause inflammation. It is mainly a physical problem, so it can only be raised slowly.

Lu Xiao curled up on the hospital bed in a dazed state, and was hugged by Liang Huaiyu. The little energy he had accumulated in the past few days was completely wiped out by a small low-grade fever.

He even felt that low fever was more painful than high fever.

A few days ago, it sounded like he was very ill and had been in a coma for several days, but it was precisely because he was unconscious that he lost consciousness.

In my impression, he just fell asleep, and Liang Huaiyu took good care of him. After waking up, his body was refreshed, and he hardly felt uncomfortable except for lack of energy.

But now he has a fever that can't be caught, the temperature is not enough to make him faint, but it tortures people intermittently.

Lu Xiao really wanted to sleep, and he would not feel uncomfortable after sleeping, but he had a headache and couldn't sleep at all.

It was as if a stick had been inserted into his brain, poking it from his temples to his brain, and kept stirring it back and forth, even his eye sockets were swollen and painful.

He huddled into Liang Huaiyu's arms dependently, clutching the corner of his clothes and humming uncomfortably.

Liang Huaiyu heard her baby humming, her heart broke into several petals, but there was no other way but to hug and coax her: "Baby? It's very uncomfortable, right? Blame me, I shouldn't take you out, tell me where is it?" uncomfortable?"

"Hmm...headache." Lu Xiao acted like a baby when he felt uncomfortable, his eyes were burning red, and he rubbed against Liang Huaiyu to say that he was uncomfortable.

He was still coughing, his throat was hoarse and his throat was sore, his voice was as low as meowing, which made Liang Huaiyu scratch his heart over and over again.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt," Liang Huaiyu kissed his forehead, "It won't hurt if we rub it..."

Liang Huaiyu coaxed him patiently while pressing his temples.

The doctor came in and asked for water infusion, but when Lu Xiao saw the grisly white coat, he closed his eyes helplessly.

Before hanging the water, he had already received a fever-reducing injection, just on his buttocks.

Lu Xiao didn't know if he had this injection when he had a high fever before, but now he is conscious, although he is not too sober, he still has a clear perception of everything in the outside world.

So when the doctor took off his blue and white striped hospital pants and poked the cold needle on his buttocks, he also felt it clearly.

At that time, he was lying on his side on the bed and was hugged by Liang Huaiyu, with his head buried in his chest. From that angle, Liang Huaiyu estimated that he had seen everything he should and should not have seen.

It was the first time for him to be looked at by others when he was sober. Under the dual effects of the headache that was about to explode with a fever and the extreme shame, he wished he could knock Liang Huaiyu's chest muscles and pass out.

Now that doctor came again, same round and smiling, and wanted to give him another infusion.

"Can he still lose?" Liang Huaiyu's palm holding Lu Xiao was in pain.

The back of the hand, which was originally white and tender like jade, is now full of bruises left after the infusion. Liang Huaiyu couldn't think of another place to prick.

"What if there is no infusion?" The doctor was also very helpless, "He must be cured in such a state. It is best to subside the fever tonight, and try to lose only this round."

Lu Xiao's temples were throbbing, and there seemed to be something buzzing in his ears, which made his head hurt even more.

His eyes were suddenly covered by Liang Huaiyu. His palms were big and warm, and it was actually very comfortable to cover his face.

Liang Huaiyu kissed him on the lips again, and coaxed him softly: "Be good, baby, let's infuse another fluid, be good and sleep well, and you won't feel bad tomorrow."

Lu Xiao had no strength at all, so he nodded softly.

In fact, he can't feel the pain of the infusion. The back of his hand has long been numb. At best, he can only feel the cold needle tip piercing the blood vessel, which is not very painful.

The effect of the medicine didn't get up so quickly, Lu Xiao felt cold, so Liang Huaiyu got under the quilt and hugged him.

The headache was still painful, accompanied by bouts of dizziness, and even caused acid reflux in my stomach.

Lu Xiao's breathing became heavier, and the hand that did not pierce the needle grabbed the clothes on his upper abdomen.

"What's the matter, is your stomach upset?" Liang Huaiyu hugged him and immediately noticed his little movements.

Lu Xiao didn't want to talk, and always felt that he could spit it out with one mouth, so he could only make a weak "um".

Liang Huaiyu pulled away his cold fingers, and put his palm on Lu Xiao's stomach: "I'll cover it for you, see if it can feel better, don't be afraid, baby."

When the stomach is uncomfortable, it is actually much better to be covered with something hot, and so is Lu Xiao. The pain in the stomach subsides, but the nausea still persists.

Lu Xiao tried to bear it for a long time, until his back was sweating, but finally he couldn't hold it back, and threw up on the edge of the bed.

Although it was uncomfortable when I vomited, my throat was hot and sore, and I was almost choked, but after I vomited, I felt like I had gained a new life.

After Liang Huaiyu took him to rinse his mouth and wash his face, Lu Xiao lay on the bed, his whole body was light, and it seemed that even his headache was better.

Taking advantage of this moment of relaxation, sleepiness swept over in an instant, and Lu Xiao finally fell into a deep sleep.

He felt very hot for a while, and he woke up in a daze once, and was coaxed to fall asleep again by someone gently kissing the center of his brow.

When I woke up completely, the back of my hand was no longer given the injection.

The clothes on him were changed, from the ugly blue and white hospital gown to an unusually soft and loose cotton pajamas.

The doctor and Liang Huaiyu worked together to prevent him from turning into a high fever and continue to be ill. After the fever subsided, he didn't come back again, but because he still had a little cough. To be conservative, the doctor asked him to stay in the hospital for another two days to observe the situation.

These two days were one of the few days that Lu Xiao spent extremely relaxed. He didn't have a fever or shortness of breath, and his heart stayed in his chest and worked hard.

Liang Huaiyu also changed all the pillows, sheets and mattresses for him. The reason was that Lu Xiao's illness was mostly healed as soon as he changed into the pajamas at home.

Lu Xiao didn't know why this person suddenly became superstitious until he watched a TV series.

The days after the hospitalization were boring every day, and Liang Huaiyu also had his own job, so it was impossible to watch over him every day.

After Lu Xiao has nothing to do, he likes to watch dramas.

One afternoon when he was about to be discharged from the hospital, Liang Huaiyu went to take out his hospital clothes for him, and he just lay on the hospital bed and watched a Gongdou drama.

One of the concubines was pregnant, and the emperor immediately ordered to replace the gold-woven soft pillow she usually used with Suzhou embroidery. The reason was that the gold thread was rough and not suitable for pregnant concubines.

Lu Xiao was stunned when he saw this, and wondered if Liang Huaiyu had seen it too, otherwise how could he have done exactly the same thing as the emperor.

What's more, in the play, the concubine's child was lost in the end, and she had to change her pillows every time she was pregnant, so Lu Xiao changed all the pillows, quilts, and mattresses, which is the treatment only for twins.

But when Liang Huaiyu came back and Lu Xiao pressed him for questioning, he categorically denied it. He refused to admit that he had watched the show, and even coaxed and tricked Lu Xiao into putting on the clothes he brought.

Contrasting color T-shirt and contrasting color jacket, Lu Xiao put it on and counted in front of the mirror, no more, no less, exactly seven colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple.

"You can't meet people with this thing." Lu Xiao sat by the bed and refused to go out.

"How beautiful," Liang Huaiyu came to hug him, opened his eyes and said nonsense, "My baby is so cute in this dress."

"Get lost," Lu Xiao wanted to kick him to death, "Don't you think I'm like a bag of Skittles now? How cute?"

"How did you know that I liked Skittles the most when I was a child?" Liang Huaiyu's eyes lit up and he rushed to nibble his cheek, "Baby is so sweet."

Lu Xiao was so teased by him that he couldn't help it, so he half-pushed and let him chew on it for a while.

Even though Lu Xiao was reluctant, he finally walked out of the ward in this suit.

When the teacher and his wife who came to pick him up saw this outfit, they all said it was a good choice.

The teacher's wife even held her face and praised without hesitation: "It's so cute. You young people should wear bright colors, which are both festive and stressful. Xiaoliang has done a good job. Just leave the hospital like this, and you are not allowed to take it off when you go home." Come down!"

The minority obeys the majority, Lu Xiao walked out of the ward under the enthusiastic eyes of the three of them.

From the corridor to the elevator to the lobby and finally into the car, his bag of human-shaped Skittles attracted countless eyes all the way.

The children who received the injection stopped crying when they saw him.

After being discharged from the hospital, they went directly to the teacher's house for dinner.

Teacher's mother cooks by herself, Liang Huaiyu wanted to help but was kicked out of the kitchen.

The teacher's wife tied her apron and said with a smile: "Just take good care of that little ancestor for me, don't bump into it, there is Aunt Sun helping in the kitchen, so you don't need to join in the fun."

The delicate and frail little ancestor didn't feel that he was easy to bump into. He only knew that Aunt Sun had been working at the teacher's mother's house for a long time.

He tugged on Liang Huaiyu's sleeve, "Okay, I don't need you in the kitchen, you should play with me."

"By the way," Lu Xiao said, his eyes lit up, "Do you want to see my childhood photos?"

Of course, Liang Huaiyu's heart moved, he was very interested in everything about Lu Xiao.

The photo album was placed in the study room on the second floor, and Lu Xiao dragged Liang Huaiyu upstairs while rambling: "The photos of me when I was young are all stored in the teacher's house, you came by coincidence, if I go back to my father's house, I won't be able to see anything... …call……"

Just after he was discharged from the hospital, his physical strength was really weak, and he was a little out of breath while talking, but he only went half way up the stairs.

At first, Liang Huaiyu just supported Lu Xiao's shoulders. Seeing that he was panting, he turned to look downstairs. The teachers and mothers were all busy with their own affairs, so they didn't have time to look at them.

"Hush," Liang Huaiyu hugged Lu Xiao up against Lu Xiao's waist, and whispered, "Hold you up quietly."

Lu Xiao also wrapped his arms around Liang Huaiyu's neck and laughed.

When they arrived at the study room, the two found a big cushion and sat on the floor together. Lu Xiao dug out his growth photo album.

It was an old booklet with frayed edges, and the name of a certain hospital was printed on it. It should be a photo album sent by the hospital where Lu Xiao was born.

This photo album is like a treasure to Liang Huaiyu, it is full of every bit of Lu Xiao's childhood.

He turned to the first page with great care, and he saw a very small baby lying in the incubator, with a hospital paper ring on his hand, and his eyes were closed.

There is a line of words under the photo, the ink is a little smudged, and it reads: I took a photo on the third day of my birth.

Liang Huaiyu touched the cheeks of the little baby in the photo, red and wrinkled, like a little monkey, "You..." He was a little speechless, "Why are you so small..."

He had seen the appearance of his fat nephew when he was born. His arms and legs were full of flesh, and he was not as pitifully small as Lu Xiao.

"Then what else?" Lu Xiao smiled, "I was only born with a weight of three catties, how big can I be?"

"Three catties?!" Liang Huaiyu couldn't believe it. His fat nephew was almost eight catties, more than two Lu Xiaos.

"I'm afraid two slaps can hold you down..." Liang Huaiyu folded his palms together, looked at the baby Lu Xiao in the photo and gestured.

Lu Xiao also roughly looked at it, and agreed: "It's definitely possible, you might be able to try it with one hand."

Liang Huaiyu couldn't imagine that the little baby in the photo had grown into a big baby beside him.

He hugged Lu Xiao and kissed him lovingly: "My dear, how did you grow up..."

"Just grow up well," Lu Xiao smiled, not wanting him to continue looking at his monkey-like photos, so he changed the subject, "I have another photo I want to show you."

He let Liang Huaiyu wrap his arms around his waist, and bent over to search in the photo album.

"It's a supernatural photo!" Lu Xiao said very excitedly, "I took it at my grandfather's house when I was a child, and there was a ghost shadow in the door... Yes! That's it!"

Lu Xiao excitedly pulled out the legendary supernatural photo and put it in front of Liang Huaiyu. Liang Huaiyu only saw little Lu Xiao in it at first glance.

Lu Xiao grew up at that time, about five or six years old, sitting on the ground obediently playing with mud.

The background is a large room, the decoration is a bit old, and the floor wardrobes are all heavy solid wood.

The photo looked like it was at night, and the flash was turned on, and Lu Xiao's side face was illuminated with white and long eyelashes, like a little beauty.

Liang Huaiyu didn't see any supernatural ghosts, but felt that Lu Xiao was so cute and cute, and even this scene looked familiar.

"Baby, you are so good..." Liang Huaiyu couldn't help saying.

"Oh, don't look at me, look at the crack in the door behind...cough cough..." Lu Xiao coughed a little in a hurry, and frowned while clutching his chest.

"Okay, let's take a look, baby, don't worry," Liang Huaiyu put his arms around Lu Xiao, gently rubbing his chest while carefully looking at the photo.

He looked along Lu Xiao's fingertips, there seemed to be a shadow between the cracks in the door, it was dark and scary.

Liang Huaiyu looked more and more familiar, suddenly he seemed to remember something, cleared his throat uncomfortably, and asked Lu Xiao: "Who took this photo for you?"

"Sister Yan," Lu Xiao patted the open space beside him, "She was sitting next to me at that time."

boom--

Something collapsed in Liang Huaiyu's mind.

He felt that the black shadow seemed to be him.

When he was a child, he went to Lu Xiao's grandfather's house with his grandfather once, because Lu Xiao was a little autistic and didn't want to go downstairs, so he sneaked up to play.

At that time, Lu Xiao was playing with mud in the room, and there was a little girl beside him. The door was not closed tightly, so Liang Huaiyu looked through the crack of the door for a while.

Lu Xiao was already very good-looking at that time, but he kept his head down and only cared about the mud in his hands.

Liang Huaiyu was lying on the crack of the door at that time, all he could think about was why he didn't look up?Look up and let me take a look!

As a result, this scene was actually photographed by Fang Yan, and because it was an old-fashioned film camera, Fang Yan's hands were shaking a little, and he turned him into a black ghost shadow!

"Isn't it particularly ugly?" Lu Xiao was still talking cheerfully.

"And this ghost is probably quite powerful. Later, when I was in elementary school, I put this photo on the supernatural forum and asked the masters to help me see it. No one could tell what kind of ghost he was."

"The funniest thing is that after a while," Lu Xiao smiled and fell on Liang Huaiyu's shoulder, "Because he is so ugly, some people say he is the ugliest ghost in the spirit world, and there are thousands of comments on that floor." Now, I guess we can still find…”

The more Liang Huaiyu listened, the more dignified his face became. He never knew that he was still popular on the Internet for a while.

But seeing Lu Xiao's attitude, he felt that it was necessary to correct Lu Xiao's bad impression of him.

"Baby," he kissed Lu Xiao's cheek, pointing to his black history ghost shadow, "Do you think it is possible that he is actually a human being?"

"Huh?" Lu Xiao couldn't stop laughing, "What are you talking about?"

Lu Xiao sat up straight: "Look carefully, he is dark, scary and evil, and has no feet, how could he be human?"

A horrible black ghost: "..."

"Look carefully, too." Liang Huaiyu was never discouraged and continued to work hard. He drew a picture on the shadow with his fingertips and said coquettishly, "Look at the direction of my fingers, do you think that his outline is actually a bit handsome?"

Seeing that he was so serious, Lu Xiao finally stopped laughing and looked down at the shadow.

Liang Huaiyu was full of expectations, hoping that his eldest baby would recognize his handsome face from his guidance.

After a while, he heard Lu Xiao seem to sigh.

Lu Xiao supported his head and fell into deep thought: "...is your definition of handsome so abstract?"

The author has something to say:

Liang Gou: Is it possible that that ghost could be me...?

Xiaoxiao: ... Then you look really abstract.