Don't tease me!

"En." Fu Qiao nodded as if answering him, and squatted down to look at Bai Hua.

This was the second time Bai Hua saw Fu Qiao wearing glasses, he seemed to have become a little gentler, he got very close, and even touched Bai Hua's forehead with his hand.

"You have a fever." After Fu Qiao finished speaking, he took Bai Hua's arm with one hand and asked him, "Can you get up?"

"It doesn't seem to work." Bai Hua was in pain, her voice was weak, but fortunately Fu Qiao was close to him, so she could hear her.

Bai Hua touched her swollen ankle, and quickly attracted Fu Qiao's attention.

Fu Qiao's hand was big and cold, touched the hot ankle, pressed it very lightly, Bai Hua still couldn't help hissing.

That hand stopped immediately, Fu Qiao frowned and turned around, picked up the birch schoolbag with one hand, and said to him, "Come up."

Fu Qiao was already tall like an adult, his back was thin but broad, and his tone of voice was undeniable.

So Bai Hua didn't struggle, and leaned forward on Fu Qiao.

They walked into a warm and bright home together.

Fu Qiao dragged Bai Hua's knees with both hands, and leaned forward slightly. Bai Hua put her arms around Fu Qiao's neck and hung herself on it.

With the light on in the living room, Fu Qiao directly put Bai Hua on the sofa, held him down to keep him from moving, and quickly returned with the medicine box.

Bai Hua didn't dare to lean on the back of the sofa, probably because of the fever, he was exhausted and could only barely support his body with his hands.

Fu Qiao's figure appeared in a blur in front of her eyes, her tall body squatting down, holding a bottle of safflower oil in her hand, rubbing it warm and holding it on Bai Hua's ankle.

It seems to feel better, but my back still hurts.Bai Hua didn't want to cause trouble for Fu Qiao, and he didn't plan to find Fu Qiao when he came here.

He just had nowhere to go, he just wanted to find a place close to Fu Qiao to rest, so that he could have the strength to move on.

But Fu Qiao came and appeared in front of him so unbelievably.

Bai Hua was in a daze, so Fu Qiao naturally saw that something was wrong, and touched his hand with the back of his hand that was not stained with medicine.But this tiny movement still stretched the bruise on his back, Bai Hua flinched, and opened his eyes to look at Fu Qiao.

The boy's eyes were dark and his usual smile was gone. Fu Qiao reached out and grabbed Bai Hua's shirt and was about to lift it up.

"Don't..." Bai Hua pressed the hem of her clothes violently.

It was so embarrassing, he was stuck in the mud and struggled to get out, so embarrassed, but he didn't want Fu Qiao to see or hear him.

Fu Qiao stared at Bai Hua, pressed the back of his head and pressed him over. Bai Hua stuck to the pajamas on Fu Qiao's chest. The fabric was soft and warm, smelling like washed oranges.

"Don't be afraid, let me see if it's okay?"

Fu Qiao's voice was so clear and gentle, it reached Bai Hua's ears through a solid medium.

Bai Hua suddenly relaxed. He closed his eyes and sucked his nose hard. He let go of his clothes with both hands, and slowly wrapped them around Fu Qiao's waist.

The clothes on the back were lifted up. He knew that his terrible wounds would be exposed to Fu Qiao's eyes, but he was not afraid at all.

The hand on the back of Bai Hua's head seemed to be subconsciously pressed down, Fu Qiao's breathing was rapid, and he quickly pulled the hem of the shirt to let Bai Hua reach out and take off the clothes completely.

Bai Hua obeyed obediently.

In fact, he is already used to this kind of pain. His mother often beat him when he was a child, but the frequency has become much less when he grows up. It is only very occasionally that Bai Hua will be hurt like this.

But Fu Qiao looked so nervous, Bai Hua thought in a daze, he looked like he was about to cry.

He wanted to pat Fu Qiao's head and tell him that he didn't feel much pain, but he was too sleepy and tired, and was about to be overwhelmed by sleepiness.

Before losing consciousness, Bai Hua seemed to fall into a very warm embrace.

Bai Hua woke up in the middle of the night.

He looked at the wall clock and realized that it was only two or three hours since he came to Fu Qiao's house.

Under the light gray sheets, Bai Hua noticed that she was lying on the bed, her back seemed to be a little cold, but the pain was not that great.

He found himself changed into a pair of loose trousers and a cotton pajamas with buttons.

Taking this rare opportunity, Bai Hua began to look at this room.

This must be Fu Qiao's bedroom, Bai Hua was sure after just scanning around.

There are several groups of photos on the wall, the biggest one is a family of three, about the past two years, Fu Qiao's parents look very young, with a lake in the background.

There are very few things around, a basketball is on the shelf, there is no roll paper on the desk, only a few black signature pens.

Fu Qiao's life seems very simple, even a bit boring.

But Bai Hua liked everything here, so he got off the bed and walked around barefoot, finally stopping beside a wooden box.

Everything in the house is dominated by black, white and gray, only this light blue wooden box is very out of place, Bai Hua looked more curiously.

"Birch."

Someone called him from behind, interrupting Bai Hua's curiosity.

As soon as he turned around, he saw that Fu Qiao had just entered the room with water in his hand.

"The doctor said you need to rest more and lie down." Fu Qiao's tone was commanding, waiting for Bai Hua to obediently return to the bed before she relaxed.

He handed Bai Hua a glass of warm salt water and a pill, watched him eat it before taking the glass away.

Fu Qiao took off his glasses and put them aside, sat down by the bed, picked up Bai Hua's clothes and carefully inspected the wound on his back.

In fact, most of them are bruises, but a few bruises mixed together are more scary. There is also a scar that oozes blood before, and now it is well medicated

"The doctor has come. You should be careful not to get wet and rest more." Fu Qiao explained, and stopped after confirming that the wound did not ooze again.

"You just fell asleep with a fever, and the doctor asked me to use alcohol to cool you down." Fu Qiao explained, putting down Bai Hua's cotton jacket without emotion.

Bai Hua heaved a sigh of relief, but was a little disappointed afterward.

"Have a good rest." Fu Qiao told him, she got up and walked to the side when she got a good night reply, took a quilt and went out to the door.

Before going out, Fu Qiao stopped suddenly, turned her head and said to Bai Hua, "Bai Hua, can I stay and sleep?"