perfect lover

This day Zheng Hao walked into the class and saw Xiang Wei chatting with a few classmates at the back. Seeing Xiang Wei, Zheng Hao suddenly remembered what Liu Li said to him that day. Zheng Hao sat down and stared at the blackboard in a daze. He chose to believe in Xiang Wei. Wei, you should not think about other things.

"Hey? What are those boys talking about so happily?"

"You do not know?"

"What is it?"

"Another freshman girl confessed to Xiang Wei this morning."

"Isn't this something that happens often?"

"You don't know that woman is so fierce. I heard that she blocked the door of Xiang Wei's house early in the morning."

"Hehehehe, then she is indeed quite powerful."

The voice from the side reached Zheng Hao's ears and interrupted his thoughts. He knew that many people would like Xiang Wei, but he didn't know that other people worked so hard.

When school was over, Zheng Hao walked beside Xiang Wei and listened to the interesting things that happened to him today.

"Zheng Hao, are you listening to me?"

"Ok?"

Xiang Wei raised his chin and took off the glasses on his face, "Yes, that's the expression, so cute."

Zheng Hao pushed him away, snatched back his glasses and put them on, "Don't be kidding, I know what I look like."

"I'm not joking, what I said is true, Xiao Hao, you just have no confidence." Xiang Wei said, hugging his neck and kissing him quickly on the face.

"What are you doing! What if others see it!" Zheng Hao covered the place where he was kissed and looked around. Fortunately, they walked on a small road, and there was no one here.

"There is no one here, even if there are people, what's the matter, is it wrong for me to kiss the person I like?"

"Xiang Wei..." Zheng Hao stared at the happy smile on Xiang Wei's face, he really felt that he was so happy, everything was like a dream, "Xiang Wei, are you happy now?"

"Huh? Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"You just have to answer me."

"Well, I'm very happy now, I'm very happy with you." Xiang Wei hugged Zheng Hao and stroked his head.

Zheng Hao always wanted to ask him about that girl today, but he didn't want to spoil such a beautiful dream.

"Xiao Hao, come live at my house today, we can stay together all day tomorrow Saturday."

"Ah."

Zheng Hao came home on Sunday night. When he opened the door, he saw Zhou Yu sitting on the ground silently crying.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Yu raised her head, her voice was a little hoarse, "I'm fine... I'm fine..."

Zheng Hao helped her to the sofa. Zheng Hao had seen Zhou Yu cry like this before. He was usually scolded by their manager or quarreled with others again, "What's the matter! Listen to your voice, you are all dumbfounded." What's up! Are you arguing with Aunt Liu again?"

"No...no...we..."

"Mom, tell me what's wrong with you?"

"I...we..." Zhou Yu held back her breath for a day, and now that she saw her son, she finally couldn't hide all her grievances, "This morning... I met her when I went out this morning, and he said he My son got No.1 in the class again, and said that his husband gave her a large bouquet of roses, and then..."

"Then did she wear the dress that snatched you a few days ago?"

"Huh? Son, how do you know?"

"Because you are my mother." Zheng Hao stood up and walked to the kitchen, "You haven't eaten yet."

"Yeah." Zhou Yu wiped his face.

"Let's eat something first. It's not a day or two since you and Aunt Liu have quarreled. Why are you still crying over such a trivial matter?"

"It's not a trivial matter...she's just provoking me..."

"She provokes you, so just ignore her."

"Is that dress that pretty?"

"Of course! It's a pink sweater with a daffodil flower on the chest. It must look good in my figure!"

"Yeah, it would look good if it was you." Zheng Hao coaxed Zhou Yu while picking up a kitchen knife to cut the tomato. Zheng Hao stared at the tomato as if it was the head of Aunt Liu next door.

When Zheng Hao came home from school the next day, he saw a row of freshly washed clothes hanging on the clothesline in front of the building, and one of the pullovers with daffodils caught his attention.

"Son!" Zhou Yu happily pushed open the door, her mouth was deformed with joy.

"Why is Mom so happy?"

"Hey! I'm so happy to be happy! Sure enough, evil people have evil rewards."

Zheng Hao put down the textbook in his hand and walked to Zhou Yu's side, "What happened?"

"Guess what, the dead old woman next door today has received retribution, that is, the dress she snatched from me a few days ago was scratched by someone with a knife, and there were many cuts on the front and back of the dress I can't wear it at all, hehehehehe..."

"Really! There is such a thing!"

"It's not bad, no matter who did it, I should really thank him, it really made me angry!"

"Mom, don't you feel sad now?" Zheng Hao saw that Zhou Yu was out of breath with a smile, so he poured Zhou Yu a glass of water.

"Hehehehehe, I'm not sad, I'm not sad! I'm so happy now!"

Zheng Hao stood up and cleaned up the things on the table. He put the wallpaper knife on the table away, "Mom, as long as you are happy."

In the evening, Zheng Hao was about to go to bed, and his phone rang.

"Hello, Xiang Wei."

"Xiao Hao, are you asleep?"

"Well, soon, what are you doing, miss me?" Zheng Hao buried his head in the pillow, he felt that what he said just now was embarrassing.

"Hehehehe, yes, I miss you."

"We can see each other tomorrow."

"But I don't want to wait until tomorrow."

Zheng Hao always felt that the voice on the phone was a little hoarse, and his tone was a bit like a child acting like a baby to his mother, "What's wrong with your voice? Are you pretending to be acting like a baby to me?"

"My voice? Oh~ Maybe I was sweating after playing ball with someone just now and was blown by the wind."

Zheng Hao sat up suddenly, "What are you talking about? Don't you have a cold!"

"……yes……"

"How do you feel now?"

"I'm fine, I just have a headache."

"Where are your parents?"

"They're not there."

Zheng Hao picked up his clothes, tiptoedly opened the door, walked out of the living room and said in a low voice, "What are you doing now?"

"Lie down... What are you going to do..."

"Wait for me." Zheng Hao hung up the phone and went out.

Xiang Wei looked at the black screen of the mobile phone and snorted coldly, "Hmph, it's boring."

In the silent night, I remembered the sudden ringing of the bell.

"Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong..."

"Who!" Xiang Wei, who had just fallen asleep, put on a coat and went downstairs to open the door. When he saw Zheng Hao in front of him, he was completely sleepless, "Zheng Hao? Why are you here?"

Zheng Hao walked into the house, took off his shoes and walked into the kitchen, "You are sick, and there is no one at home, what do you think I am here for? Go back to the house and lie down, have you eaten at night?"

"I..." He had already eaten before going home, but when Zheng Hao mentioned what he ate, he was really a little hungry.

"I saw that you didn't eat anything. I'll buy you some medicine. You should go upstairs to rest. I'll make the porridge for you before you take the medicine."

"Hello, Zheng..."

"What are you doing there? You still wear so little!" Zheng Hao came over and pressed his forehead, "It's a bit hot, let's take some antipyretics first."

Xiang Wei grabbed Zheng Hao's hand, "Zheng Hao, you don't need to bother, I'll just sleep when I have nothing to do..."

"Shut up! Go upstairs and lie down!"

Faced with such a strict Zheng Hao, Xiang Wei was unable to refute, and he even felt an inexplicable satisfaction.

Xiang Wei walked up to Zheng Hao and gently pinched his face, "Okay, I'll lie down, I'm obedient."

"Stop making trouble, go upstairs." Zheng Hao pushed his hand away and turned to take out the pot.

When Zheng Hao walked into Xiang Wei's bedroom with porridge and medicine, he was almost scared by Xiang Wei behind the door and put the porridge on his head.

"Ah! Xiang Wei! What are you doing! Why are you standing here?"

Xiang Wei put his arms around Zheng Hao's waist, and rubbed his chin against Zheng Hao's head, "I'm sorry for scaring you."

"What are you doing, let me go first." Zheng Hao put the things in his hand on the table and turned around to push him away, but instead Xiang Wei's hands tightened.

"Don't let go, I miss you so I won't let go."

"But your body..."

"I'm fine." Xiang Wei took off his coat and pushed him onto the bed.

Zheng Hao struggled to sit up, "No! You are still sick."

"Tsk! It's fine if I exercise and sweat, don't you think?"

"What are you talking about Xiang Wei! Let me go!"

Xiang Wei pressed Zheng Hao's hands on both sides of his head, he had completely lost his patience, "Zheng Hao, I am really touched that you came here to take care of me so late because of my health, but I hope you can do something Something that moves me even more."

"What's the matter? Going to bed with you?" Zheng Hao coldly stared at Xiang Wei.

"Zheng Hao, I don't like the way you speak now."

"I don't like what you're doing either."

"Let me tell you, I'm fine, my head doesn't hurt and my body doesn't feel hot, why are you so serious with me?"

"Do you really think so?"

Xiang Wei didn't want to admit that he did have a bit of a headache, but in the past when he encountered this kind of thing, he just slept and it was fine, it was not as exaggerated as Zheng Hao said.

"Fuck! Let's go." Xiang Wei sat up violently.

Zheng Hao sat up after him, but his hand touching Xiang Wei was opened violently.

"roll!"

Zheng Hao saw that his hand turned red, "Xiang Wei..."

"I told you to get out!"

"I can't leave you to yourself..."

"Tsk! I fucking let you out!" Xiang Wei grabbed Zheng Hao's slender arm and threw him out of the door.

"boom!"

Zheng Hao fell to the ground and immediately stood up again, "Xiang Wei, open the door, open the door! Don't be angry, you can do whatever you want, at least you take the medicine first!"

But no matter how Zheng Hao knocked on the door, there was still no response in the room.

"Xiang Wei, I'm right outside... If you feel unwell, you must tell me!"

"I don't know what to lift." Xiang Wei in the room rolled his eyes and fell asleep not long after lying on the bed.

The next day, when Xiang Wei woke up, he could no longer see what was in front of him clearly, and he felt that he was spinning no matter what he saw.

"what happened……"

Xiang Wei sat up with no strength at all, "Maybe I really have a cold."

"Crackling~" Xiang Weiqiang propped himself up to open the door, and there was a person sitting at the door.

"Hello Zheng?"

When Zheng Hao heard someone calling him, he opened his eyes and saw Xiang Wei with a pale face. He immediately stood up and supported Xiang Wei, "What's wrong with you, Xiang Wei?"

"You stayed here all night?"

"Stop talking, let me touch it." Zheng Hao touched Xiang Wei's forehead, it was really hot.

"I... seem to have hit your mark... Hehehe, I should have heard what you said last night..."

When Xiang Wei saw Zheng Hao sitting outside the door, he couldn't tell what it was like, he thought it was good that this person didn't leave.

Zheng Hao helped Xiang Wei to lie down on the bed and took out his mobile phone, "I'll call the teacher first to ask for leave."

"You... you give me the medicine... I'll take the medicine."

Zheng Hao put down the phone and stared at Xiang Wei, "You know it's time to take the medicine now, it's too late, and now I have to send you to the hospital for injection."

Seeing Zheng Hao's anxious appearance, Xiang Wei knew for the first time what it means to be self-inflicted, and at the same time, his heart also changed towards Zheng Hao.