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Lin Qingchen didn't let go until Su Wuqi's ear was bitten until it was red, swollen and wet.

He raised his head, his eyes were a little swollen, and he looked at Su Wuqi's forehead, where the wound was washed white by the rain, and there was still a trace of blood in the crack.

Lin Qingchen raised his hand to touch the wound, only then did he feel that Su Wuqi's forehead was very hot.

"You have a fever, and your forehead is very hot." Lin Qingchen exclaimed, "Your clothes are all wet, take them off quickly."

Su Wuqi's face was extremely ugly, and his eyes dimmed.

Lin Qingchen quickly helped him take off his wet clothes, lifted the sheet on the bed and dried him.

"Get up quickly, you have a fever." Lin Qingchen wrapped her arms around his armpit and hugged his back, struggling to help him stand up.

"I'm fine." Su Wuqi's hot breath sprayed all over Lin Qingchen's neck, which was very hot.

"Why are you okay, you are so hot now." Lin Qingchen helped him to lie down on the bed, "Lie down, I will take your temperature."

Lin Qingchen took out the thermometer from the drawer of the cabinet next to the bed and let him clamp it under his arm.

After finishing all this, Su Wuqi grasped Lin Qingchen's hand tightly, put it on his heart, and stroked the red spot on his wrist, "From now on, I will never lock you again."

He was breathing heavily, his face began to flush, his eyes were slightly closed, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, showing his vulnerable side at the moment.

"I got your clothes wet, change them quickly." He said in a light tone, a little anxious, for fear that Lin Qingchen would get sick.

Lin Qingchen took off his shirt, and his light-colored long hair draped over his body, making his complexion cold and pale. He bent down to help Su Wuqi take the thermometer, and the tail of his hair brushed his chin, giving him a slight itch.

"It's 38 degrees, take antipyretics as soon as possible."

Su Wuqi opened his eyes to look at him a few more times, then closed them again, and said, "Put on your clothes first, don't catch a cold."

He also said: "The key is under the head of the bed, you can unlock it yourself."

Lin Qingchen was a little surprised, "You hid the key here?"

Su Wuqi nodded, "Well, it's not safe to carry it on your body, so I'll keep it by your side."

Lin Qingchen dug under the pillow, and sure enough, she took out a key.

After untiing it, Lin Qingchen put a band-aid on his forehead, made him drink the anti-fever medicine, and covered him with a quilt to cover his sweat.

"Hot." Su Wuqi whispered.

"Be patient, just cover your sweat." Lin Qingchen said while touching his hot forehead.

Su Wuqi lifted the quilt, pulled him down with some strength, covered him with the quilt, the quilt went down and Lin Qingchen pressed his chest, resting his head on it, the two of them were close to each other, Su Wuqi The heat from his body was continuously transmitted to Lin Qingchen's body, it was extremely hot.

The temperature on Lin Qingchen's body was cool, and it was very comfortable to be close to Su Wuqi. Su Wuqi hugged his smooth back, and said weakly: "Baozi, you are still as cool as when you were a child, so comfortable."

Listening to his heartbeat, Lin Qingchen said "hmm" very calmly.

"Get some rest and get well soon."

Su Wuqi answered "OK" very softly, finally let go of his consciousness, and fell into the darkness.

The sound of his slightly unsteady breathing sounded in the room, but Lin Qingchen was not sleepy anymore, his eyes were clear, and he let go without focusing, thinking about the real and terrible dream he had tonight.

After a long time, Lin Qingchen got up and reached out to touch the wound on his forehead, with complicated and unspeakable thoughts in his mind.

"Su Wuqi, I hope you don't do something stupid." Lin Qingchen murmured while looking at his pretty eyes.

On the second day, the rain stopped, and the sunshine outside the window was extremely bright. The outside world, after being washed by a rain, seemed to be refurbished and became extremely bright.

The first time Lin Qingchen woke up was to reach out and touch Su Wuqi's forehead.

He breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the fever subsided.

Su Wuqi opened his eyes, clenched the hand covering his forehead, put it to his mouth and kissed it lightly.

very intimate.

Lin Qingchen looked away for a moment, and said, "You're awake, are you still feeling well? Let's go out and see a doctor."

Su Wuqi shook his head, "It's just that I'm a little dizzy and have no energy, just get up and eat something later, it's so troublesome not to go to the doctor."

"I don't want to go to the doctor, can I?" Su Wuqi's voice was a little hoarse, and his tone was soft, making it impossible to refuse his request.

Lin Qingchen had no choice but to answer: "Okay."

The two didn't speak any more, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet, with big eyes staring at each other.

The atmosphere is very subtle, and it seems that they have a more charming and ambiguous atmosphere than before.

In the end, it was Su Wuqi's laughter that broke the delicate atmosphere, with a doting smile: "Why did you become so silly today, and you are even cuter than before."

Lin Qingchen's expression became unnatural, is it because the relationship between them is different?

Why is he shy?

"Have it?"

"Yeah." Su Wuqi stretched out his hands to him, "Hug."

Lin Qingchen lay in his arms naturally, letting him hold her, with his breath on the tip of her nose.

"I just want to hug you all the time, Baozi, you should understand."

After experiencing so much, Lin Qingchen naturally understood his feelings for her.

"I know, you like me." Lin Qingchen looked up at his chin and said, "It's the kind of liking you want to be a couple with me."

"No." Su Wuqi said, "I'm wrong, it's love."

It is the love hidden in my heart for 15 years.

"I, love, you, Lin Qingchen." Su Wuqi said to him word by word.

It was like giving him a heavy oath.

Lin Qingchen closed her eyes, rubbed his chin, and responded: "I received it, Mr. Su."

Su Wuqi smiled, "Never let me down, Mr. Lin."

This scene of warmth swallowed up all the panic, confusion, depression, and heaviness of last night. None of them deliberately mentioned last night, just treating it as a hallucination that never happened.

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A few days after Su Wuqi recovered from his illness, Lin Qingchen learned about it from Deng Linlin.

Ling Xiang became a vegetable.

Ling Xiang's head was severely injured and he drowned. The doctor said that he might spend his life, forever and ever, in bed.

At that moment, Lin Qingchen couldn't talk about how happy he was, he just felt blocked and bored.

"What's wrong?" Su Wuqi hugged him from behind and kissed his temples.

Su Wuqi turned Lin Qingchen over, "Why is your face so ugly?"

Lin Qingchen's eyes fixed on the wound on his forehead, which had already healed and had scabs.Su Wuqi looked at him steadfastly, and Lin Qingchen shook his head slightly, his expression returned to normal, "It's okay."

He would never mention this matter, and let this matter be buried forever in that dark rainstorm night, washed away with the rain.

"I'm thinking about some ointment to get rid of this scar on your forehead forever." It's best to never leave a trace of that night.

Su Wuqi's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled, "It's okay, I'm not afraid of scars."