Make your ex-boyfriend cry? That's easy!

Ji Cenzhou frowned slightly and said in a low and slightly serious tone, "Go take a shower quickly."

Hearing this tone, the light that had just been ignited in Jiang Yan's heart seemed to be suddenly blown away by a cold wind, and instantly dimmed a lot.

For some reason, no matter when and where I see Ji Cenzhou, he always has this expressionless face and a serious expression, always maintaining the same rigid look.

Facing such a Ji Cenzhou, Jiang Yan often felt at a loss, because he really could not read any signs of emotional fluctuations on that face.

Was Ji Cenzhou happy or disgusted? Was he caring for him or was he bored? These questions tangled in Jiang Yan's mind like a tangled mess, leaving him unable to distinguish.

He was unable to tell.

Jiang Yan is the type of person who always thinks the worst of everything, and coupled with Ji Cenzhou's usual indifferent attitude, he becomes even more cautious.

At this moment, Jiang Yan was twirling his fingers helplessly. Could it be that Ji Cenzhou was starting to dislike me as a burden?

My aunt is a person with an extremely delicate mind and is extremely sensitive to other people's emotional changes.

At this moment, after hearing the tone of Ji Cenzhou's words, she couldn't help but frowned, glared at him fiercely, and said angrily: "What's the tone of your voice!"

Then, the aunt turned around and urged Jiang Yan to go upstairs quickly with a loving look on her face: "Xiao Yan, good boy, go upstairs and take a hot bath. It will be troublesome if you catch a cold!"

After saying that, he gently pushed Jiang Yan's back.

After hearing what his aunt said, Jiang Yan's steps seemed a little hesitant and wavering, but he finally went up the stairs slowly.

The aunt who stayed downstairs began to worry again, as if she had gotten used to it.

She turned her gaze towards Ji Cenzhou and said worriedly, "Oh, Cenzhou, do you think someone has bullied our Xiaoyan? He's been so listless these past few days, and his mood has been so low that he rarely smiles."

"The more I think about it, the more heartbroken I feel." As she said this, the aunt couldn't help but reach out and gently pat her chest, as if her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

Facing the aunt's question, Ji Cenzhou nodded slightly, nodded in agreement, and responded: "Well, don't worry too much, I will keep an eye on it. If I find anything wrong, I will deal with it in time."

……

Jiang Yan was overwhelmed by a surge of high fever.

The scorching temperature was like a blazing flame, quickly spreading to every corner of his body, mercilessly burning his fragile body.

Before long, Jiang Yan was tortured to death by the sudden high fever, and his muscles felt as if they were being gnawed by millions of ants, causing unbearable pain.

Finally, unbearable pain pulled him out of his sleep.

The moment he opened his eyes, Jiang Yan felt blurry and his head felt heavy as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing on it.

He subconsciously reached out and touched his cheek, and was shocked to find it burning hot.

At this moment, his whole face was as red as a ripe apple, and even the breath he exhaled was scorching hot.

Waves of severe headaches suddenly hit him, and it felt as if countless extremely sharp needles were piercing deep into his brain at the same time, stirring his brain matter wildly.