Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

He was standing outside the basketball court. Someone dribbled the ball all the way around his opponent. With the wonderful sound of the soles of his shoes sliding across the basketball court floor, the young man grabbed the ball with both hands, jumped up, stretched out his arms, retracted his wrists, and dunked the backboard.

Instantly cheers resounded through the sky, and the handsome and flamboyant attack was so attractive that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Jian Zhinian stood there for a long time, until the whistle sounded at the end of the game, he realized that he had actually watched the entire game.

Even though it was just an entertainment match between classmates, it was full of vigor and enthusiasm!

Jian Zhinian lowered his eyes, turned around, walked back to the office, and his heart, which had been beating rapidly due to the game, gradually calmed down.

He was not interested in working overtime, so he took the car keys and went home directly...

When he pushed the door open, the lights in the living room were on and his heart moved slightly.

Looking around, Mu Qingyuan was curled up on his small sofa, seemingly sleeping so soundly that he didn't even hear the sound of him opening the door.

Jian Zhinian quickened his pace and walked quickly to the sofa. He looked down and saw that Mu Qingyuan's face was red, his breathing was heavy, and his lips were white and peeling...

Jian Zhinian's face turned pale and he turned to look at the kitchen. The furnishings had not changed at all and the kettle was still on the shelf.

He bit his lip. Didn't he go to the supermarket to buy water? It would be fine if he didn't go out, but he was already in the house. Didn't he know how to find water for himself?

Feeling upset, Jian Zhinian bent down and patted Mu Qingyuan's face.

"Mu Qingyuan? Mu Qingyuan, get up, get up quickly..."

Mu Qingyuan's illness came on fiercely. Not long after Jian Zhinian hung up the phone, he had a fever again. He couldn't play the victim, so he fell asleep again in a daze, until he seemed to hear Jian Zhinian's voice in his dream...

The voice was filled with a hint of concern, as if it was a dream.

He opened his eyes and actually saw his Zhizhi...

"Zhizhi, I'm sick...please take care of me..."

"It's not that I won't look for you... I'm just hurt, can you please forgive me... Don't be angry with me..."

Mu Qingyuan held Jian Zhinian's hand tightly, like a sick child who needed to be coaxed. He pulled Jian Zhinian's hand to sit up, put his arms around the man's waist, and buried his head in it.

Jian Zhinian was shocked when he felt the burning temperature on his arms, waist and abdomen.

"Mu Qingyuan, you have a fever, go to the hospital."

"I won't go. If I go out, I won't be able to come back in..."

Jian Zhinian looked ahead with empty eyes. Was it because of this that the man didn't dare to go out the whole day?

"Zhizhi...I'm very good. I took the medicine...I'll be fine soon. Don't chase me away...Don't chase me away all the time...Zhizhi..."

Only then did Jian Zhinian notice a bag of medicine on the coffee table. It was delivered online, so he was not stupid.

"Sit down and take your medicine first."

Jian Zhinian untangled his arm and turned around to get medicine for Mu Qingyuan.

Mu Qingyuan endured the dizziness and sat up straight. When he held the pill handed to him by Jian Zhinian in his palm, his eyes gradually became clear. Was this not a dream?

The coldness on Jian Zhinian's face faded a little, and he said, "Here, I'll go get you some water."

“I didn’t boil the water.”

Mu Qingyuan said blankly, then put the medicine directly into his mouth.

"Cough...cough cough cough..."

Perhaps because his mouth and throat were too dry, Mu Qingyuan failed to swallow the pill successfully this time. Instead, he started coughing because of the pill.

Jian Zhinian instinctively wanted to raise his hand and moved his fingers, but he gritted his teeth and turned to go to the kitchen.

Mu Qingyuan's eyes turned red as he spat out the pills. He turned his head to look at Jian Zhinian who was preparing to boil water in the kitchen...

Fortunately, I didn't chase him away...

The water was soon boiled, Jian Zhinian mixed the water from the refrigerator into a cup of warm water and handed it to Mu Qingyuan——

"After taking the medicine, let's go."

Mu Qingyuan held the water and suddenly didn't want to take the medicine anymore.

Just burn him to death!

But under Jian Zhinian's calm gaze, he didn't dare not eat.

He broke the pill again and put it into his mouth. The moment the warm water entered his mouth, Mu Qingyuan realized how thirsty he was.

After a few sips, he returned the cup to Jian Zhinian, looking up with a stern gaze: "More."

Jian Zhinian: …………

Mu Qingyuan drank three glasses of water in a row before licking his chapped lips. He felt much better.

Mu Qingyuan put down the water cup, lowered his head like a big dog that no one wants, and said aggrievedly: "I am alone in H City. I can't go home when I am sick. I want to live here..."

"Mu Qingyuan! Stop it!" Jian Zhinian said in a slightly serious tone.

Mu Qingyuan stretched out his hand and wanted to hold Jian Zhinian's hand, but was pushed away and took two steps back as if avoiding the plague.

He withdrew his hand somewhat hurt, and said in a hoarse voice: "Teacher Jian, please be kind enough to take me in for one night."

Jian Zhinian's eyes trembled, and time seemed to flow backwards, as if he had returned to the time when the young man pressed his body close to his in front of the bookshelf, their breaths blended together, and they lowered their brows and head, within kissing distance.

——Teacher Jian, please be kind enough to take me in for one night.

Mu Xingchen, who had pursued him for three months, begged him in this way and made him agree to let him stay in the staff dormitory for the first time.

However, the word "Teacher Jian" back then carried with it the tenderness and excitement that could not be desecrated between lovers, but at this moment, Mu Qingyuan's call of "Teacher Jian" instantly brought back his sanity.

He teaches and educates people, and is respected as a "teacher". How can he put aside his integrity and harass students from K University...

At that moment, Jian Zhinian felt that all the strength in his body was instantly drained.

"Impossible, Mu Qingyuan, get out, leave now! Never step into my house again!"

Jian Zhinian's voice suddenly became sharp and urgent. He pulled Mu Qingyuan up from the sofa, stuffed the bag of medicine into his arms, pushed him out, and then slammed the door.

Jian Zhinian was not very strong, and after seeing the deep pain in his eyes, Mu Qingyuan suddenly did not dare to resist at all.

What went wrong?

Mu Qingyuan stood at Jian Zhinian's door for a long time with a headache, thinking over what he had just said several times.

Is it wrong to keep him for one night?

Is this too aggressive?

Mu Qingyuan sighed and decided to continue tomorrow. At least he had taken a big step today. He had walked through the door and even drank the water Zhizhi had boiled himself...

Mu Qingyuan secretly encouraged himself, turned around and walked to the opposite door. He raised his hand to cover his fingerprints, and the door lock opened, revealing a cold and quiet room.

The employee welfare housing of K University is not sold to the public within a certain period of time. He took great pains to rent this house from an old professor of the School of Chemistry.

The one who is closest to the water gets the moon first. I hope the ancients were not deceiving him.

In the evening, Mu Qingyuan dragged his sick body to cook noodles for himself. He didn't eat today. If he didn't eat, he would probably have to go back to the hospital again.

He forced himself to carry a bowl and went to knock on Jian Zhinian's door. Jian Zhinian took a long time to open the door. When he saw it was him, he didn't even give him a chance to speak, and slammed the door again.

Mu Qingyuan took a photo and sent it to Jian Zhinian's phone.

"Zhizhi, my cooking skills have improved, the noodles are delicious..."