Traveling through Thailand

But plans can't keep up with changes. Sky is sick, and Xiao didn't see him when he got up. If he hadn't noticed the time and he still hadn't come out of the room, and today was Friday, he would have thought he went out to buy breakfast.

Seeing Sky lying in bed, his face flushed red, Xiao Yi immediately pulled him out of bed and called his teacher to ask for leave. Only after he'd rushed him to the hospital and been hooked up did he remember to tell Rain. He picked up his phone and called him directly. Upon hearing the news of Sky's illness, Rain nearly skipped class himself. It was only after Xiao Yi's repeated assurances that he finally gave up the idea.

After hanging up the phone, I sat aside and watched him get the water. His face was still red, but the frown on his face had begun to relax. After sitting for a while, I picked up a glass of water and used a cotton swab to wipe his lips to reduce the dryness. I kept wiping them every once in a while until the redness on his face faded. Although his temperature hadn't returned to normal, it was at least not that high.

After the IV drip, Sky was still groggy. He woke up a bit, but not very clearly. During the lunch break, Rain called: "How's Sky?"

Xiao Yi looked at Sky who was still sleeping, picked up his phone and walked out of the room: "I just finished the IV drip. Although he still has a fever, it's not that serious."

"Well, are you guys at the hospital or the apartment?"

"The apartment. Are you coming over?"

"Well, I'm worried, so I still want to come and take a look."

"You can come over after school."

"No, I won't feel at ease unless I take a look."

Knowing his character, Xiao Yi had no choice but to nod: "Okay, come over here."

When Rain came over and saw Sky sleeping soundly, he breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that nothing serious was wrong.

"Can you rest assured now?" Xiao Yi, who was leaning against the door with his arms folded, looked at Rain with amusement.

Rain rolled his eyes and said, "Hmph, how did you take care of Sky? How did he get sick?" Then he thought of something he couldn't say, and looked at Xiao Yi with wide eyes, as if it was your fault that Sky was sick.

Being stared at by such eyes, Xiao Yi looked at Rain in confusion, wondering if he had taken the wrong medicine today: "Why are you looking at me like that? You don't think that Sky's illness is caused by me, do you?!"

Rain wanted to jump up and down so that her eyes would be level with his. "Isn't that right? You must not have been paying attention when you were doing that, so that's why he got sick."

"???" Xiao Yi had a question mark on his head when he heard him speak, not understanding what he was talking about.

"You, it must be like this. I have experience. The first time I did that, I got a fever, so don't try to fool me."

“???” Xiao Yi was even more puzzled and couldn’t understand what he meant.

He couldn't be blamed for this, after all, he had lived for tens of millions of years in the previous world. Although he had translated many novels with larger content in this world, he still had a conscience and couldn't think of that at the moment.

After a lot of confusing conversation, Rain finally said something harsh: "You take good care of him, or I won't let you go." Then he left.

When Sky woke up, Xiao Yi hurried over to help him sit up: "Are you feeling better?"

Sky, who had just woken up, didn't have the strength to speak, but just nodded. After helping him sit up, he brought him a cup of warm water to moisten his throat.

"I made some porridge. Have some. I know you don't have an appetite right now, but you should still eat less." Without waiting for him to say anything, she went out and brought in the warm pumpkin porridge. She placed a folding table on his bed and placed the pumpkin porridge in front of him.

The thick pumpkin porridge exuded a sweet aroma, slightly easing Sky's already weak appetite. He scooped a spoonful, blew on it briefly, and placed it in his mouth. The rich aroma of rice and pumpkin perfectly assaulted his taste buds. Once he was almost done, he helped him remove the porridge.

"Are you feeling better?"

Sky nodded: "Today's class?"

"It's okay. Today's class is about discussing handmade buildings. I've asked the teacher for leave on our behalf. Once you're almost well, it won't be too late to talk to the teacher."

"That's good."

"The doctor said your severe cold is due to stress. Was the orientation too taxing on you? I remember you said the group you manage often has disagreements, and you always try to mediate."

"Well, there were so many things to do this time, so many things were happening all at once, and with the recent temperature fluctuations being quite large, I got caught off guard."

"You're just too good-natured. You always agree to help people when they ask you to. You're pushing yourself so hard, are you going to get sick? You'll have to stay up all night tying red strings for the new students the day after tomorrow. Can you handle that?"

"It should be fine."

After taking the bowls and chopsticks out, he picked up the stewed rock sugar and snow pear juice and came in: "Drink this if you are thirsty. I made it especially for you."

"Thank you."

"There's no need to be so polite between us. You should have a good rest first and call me if you need anything." After saying that, Xiao Yi left his room and returned to his own room. He sat at the desk and picked up the half-translated chapter to continue translating.

Time ticked by. I put down my pen, sorted through the translated papers, bound them together, and went to Sky's room. I carefully opened the door and found him asleep. I walked over quietly and placed the bound papers on his desk.

I guess he won't recover that quickly from this cold, so I took out my phone and sent Tai a message:

Xiao Yi: Sky is sick, so let’s postpone this weekend’s mountain climbing to next week.

Tai: Are you sick? Then you should rest well. There’s no rush to climb the mountain.

Xiao Yi: Let’s make an appointment next time.

Tai: Let’s make an appointment next time.

Sky, still feeling weak after a few days' rest, returned to school feeling weak. Some urged him to rest more, but he insisted on not burdening others and continued to work despite his illness. Unable to cope with his stubbornness, Rain and Xiao Yi had to take turns supervising him. Xiao Yi was busy during the day. After all, ever since the ancient sword fighting competition, he had been overwhelmed with offers to sign him, and he kept turning down each offer. To avoid disturbing Sky's rest, Xiao Yi mostly stayed alone during school hours.

As the saying goes, "Speak of the devil and he will appear." On his way to the Chinese Club, a beautiful woman appeared before him. Her attire suggested she was a socialite, and her demeanor suggested she was in the social world. As expected, she came up to him, handed him her business card, and then outlined her reasons for visiting him.

The only difference was that this time he brought a script. He said directly, "I have a script here, and I think the role of Gong in it is a good match for you. You can take a look at the script and then give me your answer."

Xiao Yi took the script and said, "I have to go to the Chinese Language Club now and don't have time to read it. If you're not in a hurry, I'll get back to you after I finish reading it."

"it is good."

After some superficial pleasantries, the two parted ways. Upon arriving at the Chinese club, Xiao Yi found a seat, took out the script, and began reading. From the very beginning, Xiao Yi had a general idea of ​​the plot, and after a quick glance at the rest, he became even more certain that it was a well-worn cliché. In short, the top girl is wealthy and playful, but eventually meets a boy she initially thought was a good boy, only to discover he has a different side in bed. She's captivated by the contrast and, unable to forget him, decides to pursue him.

This is the general plot, but Xiao Yi feels that this role does not quite suit him, and this is also a gay novel.