What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

Lu Kuangye just pulled Lu Jinan along the way, and Wu Jincheng followed behind them.

No one mentioned the previous topic.

After returning home, Lu Kuangye simply locked himself in the room.

Lu Jinan looked at the locked door and frowned.

What's wrong with him again?

Wu Jincheng glanced at him and laughed.

"Sir, please have some rest. I'll go wash up first."

Lu Jinan nodded and went into his room. After a while, he took out bedding and pajamas from his closet and brought them to Wu Jincheng's room.

As he left, he glanced at the locked door again and sighed.

When he came out of the shower, he saw someone sitting by the bed.

Lu Kuangye tilted his head slightly and noticed that someone had come out of the bathroom. His fingers curled inward slightly and his palms were sweaty.

He didn't know how he came here.

He lowered his head, his bangs covering the emotions in his eyes, "Can I sleep here with you tonight?"

Afraid of what he might be thinking, she hesitantly added, "I... am a little scared."

Lu Jinan had just finished taking a shower, and when he passed by him, he brought with him the fragrance of shower gel. He rubbed his head and laughed softly.

Lu Kuangye lowered his head even lower, and his earlobes seemed to be red as if dripping blood.

He suddenly regretted his decision and was about to run away when he heard a faint laugh from behind him.

"I don't have any extra pillows here. Go to your room and get some."

Lu Kuangye paused noticeably, with the corners of his lips curled up unintentionally, and he heard someone behind him ask what was wrong.

Lu Kuangye nodded quickly, then realized that his back was facing him, and hurriedly responded,

"it is good!"

That righteous voice made Lu Jinan feel as if he could hear his determination to join the party back then.

He raised his eyebrows and shook his head, then picked up a towel to wipe the water droplets off his head.

Lu Kuangye almost fled in panic. After running back to his room, he closed the door, picked up his pillow from the bed, and buried his head deeply in it.

The red color spread from the ears all the way.

What happened to him?

She touched her slightly hot cheeks, stood up and prepared to go to the bathroom to wash her face, but happened to run into Wu Jincheng who had just come out of the shower.

Wu Jincheng stood there, not knowing what the man in front of him was going to do. He stared at his clothes with a bad look on his face.

It was still that commanding tone.

"come here."

He dragged the man back to his room, closed the door, picked up something from his closet and threw it at him.

"Take off your clothes and wear this."

He smiled lightly, inadvertently revealing a hint of deep darkness in his pupils.

"Lu Kuangye, do you know what you look like now?"

He stared at him with a slight smile on his face, "You are just like when you provoked me before."

"If you keep doing this, he will become like me sooner or later..."

"I hate you."

Wu Jincheng didn't take his clothes, but went straight back to his room.

Lu Kuangye stood there in a daze. His eyes just now frightened him for a moment. He stood there in a daze, thinking.

baffling.

But my heart felt like it was stung by something.

Whatever he said, he would hate him as much as he did.

Will Lu Jinan...dislike him...

How could he possibly hate him?

Lu Kuangye shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to get rid of all the mess.

This kid...when did he provoke him?

Lu Kuangye walked to his door holding the pillow without realizing it.

Lu Jinan was flipping through a book when he heard footsteps and raised his eyelids. He saw that the guy was in a daze and didn't even realize that he almost bumped into the bookcase.

He called out several times before Lu Kuangye raised his head and came to his senses.

The person on the bed was holding a book in her hand, her soft hair hanging down around her slender neck, and her ink-like peach blossom eyes were looking at him.

"Why are you still stunned?"

Lu Kuangye glanced at his neck, and the edge of his earlobe turned slightly red again.

He threw the pillow over and climbed onto his bed uncomfortably.

His eyes glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the gentle profile next to him.

"Is there something on my face?"

The face was smiling with his eyes tilted to the side, and his long feathery eyelashes trembled with his smile. Lu Kuangye immediately lay down as if he had been caught peeping and covered his face with the quilt.

"No, I just wanted to tell you that I'm sleepy."

Lu Kuang was absentmindedly resting his head on the pillow, and suddenly remembered what the restaurant owner had told him before. For the sake of his studies, that person always went to the library and stayed there all night.

"Reading at night is bad for your eyesight."

Lu Jinan's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he closed the book with a slight curve at the corners of his lips.

"it is good."

He reached out and turned off the light, and everything around him became dark and silent as the light went out.

Because vision is shut down, the sensations of other senses become more intense.

The smell at the tip of your nose and the deafening heartbeat.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Lu Jinan turned his head to look at him.

Lu Kuangye looked into his eyes through the darkness, hugged him and buried his head in his chest silently.

"I remember... Grandpa said you didn't like studying since you were a child."

Lu Jinan didn't realize that there was an arm around his waist, and he raised his chin and thought for a moment.

"Emmmm... Actually, when it comes to studying, you have to be willing to do so in order to truly understand the meaning of reading."

He rubbed the bottom of his head and said with a smile, "But you don't have a choice nowadays, so most children hate it so much."

"But actually, reading is quite interesting. Look, in your narrow life, you read the history of literature, watch it change through the ages; you read the mountains and rivers, watch it rise and fall; you read the secrets hidden beneath the words, the feelings that the people involved have buried and cannot express."

Lu Kuangye raised his head, staring quietly at the person in front of him, listening to his gentle yet powerful words.

It was as if at this moment, he really saw through his eyes the world with every page being turned.

He stared intently, as if a clear reflection of himself was also reflected in that world.

Lu Kuangye's voice sounded at this time, his voice was a little low, as if it had been worn by wind and sand, "Will you leave me?"

Lu Jinan smiled silently and reached out to ruffle the hair on his head. "Why would you think that? Why would your uncle not want you?"

Lu Kuangye pressed himself against his chest, feeling the warmth from him. "I'm not smart, and I'm mischievous. Not only do I always give you headaches, I also deliberately make you angry. I can't improve your grades all at once. I know you're having financial difficulties, so I can't help you at all. I've only added to your troubles."

The little head rubbed against Lu Jinan's arms, and then the voice became lower and lower.

"And in the future... you will have someone you love, and you will have your own family. I will just be your nephew, a burden."

Lu Jinan lowered his eyes, rested his chin on his head, and patted his back gently to comfort him.

"But we are family, and that will never change."

"No matter how bad of a kid you are, you will always be family to me."

"Family members will never dislike their own children, right?"

Lu Kuangye raised his head, brushed his nose against his chin, and saw that the bite mark on his chin had faded.

His gaze met his eyes, and at the same time he saw his own reflection in those clear pupils.

"Then could you please... stop liking other people?"

Lu Kuangye said it arrogantly, but his tone was inadvertently cautious, and his heart felt like he had a mouthful of popping candy in his mouth and couldn't stop.

The bad boy during the day now took off all his sharp thorns and rubbed his chin with the tip of his nose intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was acting coquettishly.

"Don't like others, okay."

Lu Jinan's expression was dazed for a moment at that moment, and the soothing action in his hands stopped.

The people below seemed to sense his thoughts at that moment, and their hearts felt like they were filled with a bucket of bitter water, with the bitterness constantly overflowing from their throats.

He gently released his hands and lay on his side.

"I just think that if you like someone else, you will take away my care."

"No other meaning."

His voice gradually became as low as a pool of stagnant water.

Lu Jinan listened to the muffled voice, and there was something he didn't understand.

"Ono."

Lu Jinan sat up from the bed and turned on the night light next to him.

He sighed and looked at the person he was carrying. "You are still young and don't quite understand. There are many kinds of love."

"Love is when parents care for their children, when lovers are affectionate with each other, and when close friends have a good conversation."

"But, no matter how much people like each other, they won't be together forever."

Lu Kuangye lay with his back to the world, curled up but he didn't feel warm at all.

The glaring light next to him was so bright that he didn't want to open his eyes.

“All good things must come to an end.”

“You always have to learn to be alone, to learn the loneliness of being alone when the crowds are gone.”

"I learned it a long time ago." Lu Kuangye turned to face him and sat up.

Staring at his eyes for a long while.

Finally, his eyebrows drooped, "Now... I just want you not to like others."

He pulled the corner of his lip and slowly made a sound.

Lu Jinan lowered his eyelids, a smile appeared on his lips, and he raised his hand to rub his head.

"Can you please not like others but only like Ono?"

The person who had just been speaking righteously and sternly now had a face as red as a persimmon in autumn.

His speech became incoherent, "Who! Wants you! To like! Ah!"

"go to bed!"

Pulling the quilt, Lu Kuangye rolled to the side quickly with the quilt.

Lu Jinan lowered his eyes, looked at someone who was almost roasted, and a very faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Ono."

"If your world must have a spiritual pillar, then this person... must not be a human."