Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

"Tell me, what happened?"

Seeing that he had finished drinking the water, Quan Jiuxi reached out to tuck the quilt for him and asked softly.

Her gaze seemed to have magic power. When it touched Shen Xingzhou, he felt his heart beating unusually fast.

"What are you daydreaming about?" Quan Jiuxi frowned slightly, reached out and squeezed his hand. The warmth from his hand was transmitted through his skin, instantly bringing Shen Xingzhou back to his senses.

Shen Xingzhou came back to his senses and bit his lips, which turned slightly white from being bitten. His voice trembled slightly, "Xixi... do you like... me?"

Quan Jiuxi's expression shifted slightly, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, "What do you think?"

She did not answer directly, but threw the question back, her eyes fixed on Shen Xingzhou.

"I'm not talking about siblings... I'm talking about men and women..."

Shen Xingzhou looked at Quan Jiuxi seriously. At this time, the golden sunlight shone on her through the glass, as if covering her with a layer of sacred light.

Her light brown eyes looked even more gentle and charming under the sunlight, her fair skin glowed with gold, and she looked like a fairy walking out of a painting.

Quan Jiuxi opened his plump red lips slightly, his voice firm and clear, "I think my attitude is very clear, and I have never considered you a brother."

"Xixi, can I think about it? I'm a little confused."

Shen Xingzhou lowered his eyes and looked at the white sheets. He clearly felt the joy emanating from his heart filling his whole body. It was a kind of sweetness and excitement he had never experienced before.

But at the same time, a deep sense of inferiority also surged in my heart.

He is not capable enough to bear this relationship, he is not worthy of it.

Quan Jiuxi seemed to have already seen through Shen Xingzhou's thoughts, and knew his awkwardness and concerns, so he did not force him to make a decision immediately.

She curled her lips and reached out to ruffle his hair, "There's plenty of time to think about it. You're sick, so take a good rest first and don't think too much."

Shen Xingzhou looked at her and lay back on the bed obediently, his focused gaze unwilling to leave her for a moment, "Xixi, you are so kind."

Quan Jiuxi was amused by his words. Whenever Shen Xingzhou was sick, he was like a clingy puppy. "I'll go buy you some porridge. My mom asked you to call her back when you wake up."

Shen Xingzhou nodded, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes, "Then come back soon."

"Okay." Quan Jiuxi responded and turned to leave the ward.

After Quan Jiuxi left, Shen Xingzhou reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the table, dialed Jiang Yuanhua's number, and the call was quickly connected.

"Xingxing, why are you sick? Why don't you take good care of yourself?" Jiang Yuanhua's concerned and anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

Shen Xingzhou gripped the phone tightly, raised the corner of his mouth, and tried to make his voice sound more relaxed, "Auntie, I accidentally got caught in the wind last night and didn't pay attention."

"It's almost autumn now, the time of changing seasons, so be careful." Jiang Yuanhua's tone was full of worry and instructions.

"Don't worry, I will." Shen Xingzhou listened quietly to Jiang Yuanhua's repeated instructions and responded one by one, feeling extremely warm in his heart.

Although he has no blood relationship with Quan's parents, they seem like a gift from God to him.

Quan Jiuxi quickly bought vegetable porridge and returned to the ward.

As soon as I came back, I saw Shen Xingzhou about to get out of bed, holding the IV bottle with one hand with difficulty, and holding the handrail of the bed with the other hand tightly, trying to steady his slightly shaking body.

She hurriedly put the porridge aside and asked, "Where are you going?"

Shen Xingzhou turned around when he heard her voice. The tip of his ear instantly felt like it was on fire and quickly turned red. He looked away, not daring to meet Quan Jiuxi's gaze. He stammered, "I want to go to the bathroom."

"Let me help you." Quan Jiuxi stepped forward to support him.

"Ah... I can do it myself." There was a hint of panic and embarrassment in his voice.

"Hurry up, don't you feel uncomfortable holding it in?" Quan Jiuxi glared at him, but his hands moved gently as he carefully helped Shen Xingzhou walk towards the bathroom.

Hold Shen Xingzhou's arm.

"OK then."

The two walked into the bathroom, and Quan Jiuxi asked, "Do you need my help?"

"Help me with what?" Shen Xingzhou's voice was a little hoarse due to illness. He was so excited when he heard this that even his neck turned red.

"Help you take off your pants? Or hold it for you?" Quan Jiuxi raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a smile, a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

"No... no, no, I can do it myself." Shen Xingzhou shook his head excitedly, his voice rising several degrees.

"Oh." Quan Jiuxi chuckled, and she turned her back to him, her shoulders still shaking slightly from holding back her laughter.

Shen Xingzhou had never felt that time passed so slowly. After he finished, he was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands. He stood there like a wooden man.

Quan Jiuxi waited for a while, but heard nothing, so he asked, "Is it done?"

Shen Xingzhou finally woke up from his dream, his voice as low as a mosquito: "Okay, okay."

Quan Jiuxi turned around and saw his embarrassed look, and couldn't help laughing again: "Are you so shy?"

Shen Xingzhou pursed his lips and said nothing. The two of them walked out of the bathroom in silence.

Quan Jiuxi helped him walk slowly back to the bed and helped him adjust his posture so that he could lie comfortably.

"Come, drink the porridge, it's still hot." Quan Jiuxi picked up the bowl of vegetable porridge again and stirred it gently with a spoon. The aroma filled the air.

"Xixi, I can do it myself." Shen Xingzhou raised his hand to take it.

Quan Jiuxi dodged, "Did you wash your hands after going to the bathroom?"

Shen Xingzhou paused, opened his mouth obediently, and drank the porridge mouthful after mouthful, his eyes falling on Quan Jiuxi's face from time to time.

Shen Xingzhou stayed in the hospital for two days and then returned to school to continue military training.

……

There is a hint of coolness in the air at the end of September, which seeps into people's collars and brings a little freshness.

But the nights at the Conservatory of Music were indeed very lively, and the jubilant atmosphere seemed to dispel the slight chill of early autumn without a trace.

This day was Shen Xingzhou’s last day of military training.

Amid the cheers of the instructors and students, the atmosphere was instantly ignited and everyone began to perform their talents.

"Let Shen Xingzhou go first!" a girl shouted loudly. Her voice stood out in the noise, and her face was filled with excitement and anticipation.

"Brother Shen is the first one, so what's the place for the rest of us? He's the last one!"

Shen Xingzhou's roommate Ding Sheng was the first to stand up and refute, looking excited.

"That's right! I'll go first! I can't be behind Brother Shen!" Another classmate also shouted, and as he spoke, he couldn't wait to run onto the temporary stage and immediately sang a folk song.

The voice was loud and clear, and the song echoed in the night sky.

"Well done!"

"amazing!"

The students in the audience applauded and cheered.

Next, the students took the stage one by one, and various music and instruments intertwined together.

There are melodious violin sounds and other portable instruments.

Shen Xingzhou sat in the corner, his thoughts wandering far away.