Become a rival virtual lover

Song Jingming's startled voice startled the three inside and outside the door.

Jian Xue followed behind him. Before she saw anything, she was covered by his magic hand. She subconsciously raised her hand and pressed it on his hand. She opened her eyes and tried to look out from between his fingers, but she could only see a piece of In the dark, I had no choice but to ask: "Brother Jingming, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing!" Song Jingming quickly realized that he was overreacting. He looked like there was no silver 300 taels here, so he let go of his hand with a dry cough, and said nonsense, "Well, it's a boy's room after all, I'm afraid of you There is something in the brother's room that you shouldn't see, it scares you."

Jian Xue nodded in confusion: "Oh..."

Inside the door, Qin Yan had already got up and took a step forward.

Fu Yueting was still sitting on the bed, his face dark and smelly.

As soon as Song Jingming's eyes met Fu Yueting's, he took a step in and then retracted. He felt that the murderous aura in this small room was getting stronger, the chill was strong, and it was icy and snowy, quite dangerous.

It was he who was careless.

Interrupting other people's relationship will lead to retribution.

Fu Yueting's cold voice sounded at this moment: "So it's Mr. Song."

Just one sentence.

Just five words.

Hearing this, Song Jingming felt uncomfortable and his scalp was numb.

He decided to avoid the sharp edge without hesitation, but he raised his hand up, down, left, and right to touch the air, but he missed Jian Xue's hand. When he turned around, he realized that Jian Xue had already walked to Qin Yan's desk with great interest, and couldn't help but smile. sigh.

This girl doesn't know how to read air at all, so when he is not around in the future, she will suffer a lot.

At the moment when he was distracted, Jian Xue had sharp eyes and saw a photo in the bookshelf. Before she went to get it, she asked Qin Yan: "Brother, can I move these things?"

Qin Yan said, "Yes."

Jian Xue just reached out to take the photo, and said "wow" immediately: "So I was so handsome when I was young!"

This sentence hooked Fu Yueting over.

Song Jingming walked over at the same time and saw the photo in Jian Xue's hand.

Strictly speaking, that was not Qin Yan's childhood anymore.

Qin Yan in the photo looks to be about 16 years old. He is wearing a slightly loose sports-style T-shirt and shorts. The front is sweaty, and his short black hair is also soaked. He is holding a basketball in one hand. He should be captured. The expression of turning his face slightly to the camera was a little surprised, but his eyes still showed a sense of alienation soaked in his bones. Although the facial contours were young, they already vaguely had the cold aura of today. Compared with now, there is less A little bit of absolute calmness, only a strong flavor of youth overflowed from him.

There are actually a few tall and sunny boys behind him who were recorded in the camera, but they are also reduced to the background like the green trees and blue sky.

Jian Xue couldn't help but said: "If my brother debuts, he will probably be very popular..."

Fu Yueting took the photo from her hand, looked at it again and again, heard that she glanced at her, and put it in his pocket casually, blocking her and Song Jingming's sight.

Jian Xue was stunned: "Hey——"

Song Jingming watched his movements, seeing that Qin Yan had no intention of stopping, his eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly grabbed Jian Xue: "Okay, okay, I've seen your brother's room too, let's go downstairs and have a look."

Jian Xue was easily distracted by him: "But haven't you seen it downstairs?"

"I've seen the one here, but I haven't seen the two floors next door." Song Jingming led her to the door, "The second floor next door is the staff dormitory in the courtyard, and the first floor is the activity area, classrooms and entertainment rooms. ah……"

The two walked away talking.

Fu Yueting didn't pay attention to their figures, but returned to Qin Yan's side, took out the photos and looked at them carefully, and said in a low voice, "I haven't even played basketball with you before."

Qin Yan chuckled, and finally understood why he looked at this photo repeatedly: "As long as you want, you can do it anytime."

Fu Yueting looked up at him: "Really?"

Qin Yan nodded: "Really."

He knew that Fu Yueting didn't really want to play basketball, it was just a promise.Whatever Fu Yueting wants, he can try his best to satisfy.

Fu Yueting remained calm, as if he didn't care about it at all, and then took back the photo: "I want to take it back."

Qin Yan said, "It's up to you."

Fu Yueting asked again: "Is there any more?"

Thinking that Qin Yan had seen his photo album before, there was a hint of impatience in his questioning, "Does Uncle Han also have your photo album?"

Qin Yan is not sure: "I'll ask."

Fu Yueting immediately turned around, went out with him, and walked downstairs side by side.

Han Feng was still downstairs leading the children to unpack the packages.

The cardboard boxes were piled up into a mountain, and the contents of the boxes were piled up into several hills. The younger children gathered in a group laughing and joking, drilling around inside, laughing and chasing after each other.

Seeing the two people approaching, Han Feng straightened up and waved to them. When they got close, he first introduced Fu Yueting to everyone, and then said: "These things are all given to you by Brother Yue Ting, what should you say?" What?"

Before Fu Yueting could react, a group of radish heads came out of the cardboard box and jumped beside him, forming a circle, bouncing around him, shouting in unison:

"Thank you Brother Yue Ting!"

Fu Yueting was surrounded by enthusiasm like a wave of radish heads, and the domineering and domineering expression on his face suddenly became overwhelmed by a layer of stiffness: "You're welcome."

The carrot heads began to shout again, but this time the content became varied and untidy. The sharp howls unique to children were superimposed and drilled into the ears, with an indescribable chaotic effect.

Different from Jing Xing, who was peeking at the door just now, there may be a gift bonus, they are gradually becoming cheerful now, with excited smiles on their little faces.

Some children are still physically disabled, but there is no haze in the shining pupils of different shades under the sun. I don't feel tired at all.

It was the first time Fu Yueting experienced such a scene, so he couldn't help turning his attention to Qin Yan for help.

Qin Yan stood aside and watched him for a long time, then bowed his head and said to the children: "Take brother Yue Ting to the places you often go to, okay?"

"it is good!"

Before Fu Yueting had time to breathe a sigh of relief for getting out of trouble, the hem of his clothes was grabbed by a few small hands.

"Brother Yue Ting, this way!"

Fu Yueting stiffly followed their strength and asked for help for the second time: "Qin Yan—"

With a smile on the corners of Qin Yan's lips, he raised his hand to hold Fu Yueting's extended hand: "I'm here."

Seeing the gentle smile in his eyes, Fu Yueting withdrew his gaze as if scorching hot, looked in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Where are we going?"

There was no need for Qin Yan to speak, the carrot heads rushed to answer his question.

His voice was covered by them, Qin Yan simply stopped talking, just continued to hold Fu Yueting's hand, and was surrounded into the activity area next door.

Standing where he was, Han Feng watched them drift away, scratched his brow with the handle of the knife, with a strange expression on his face.

Is Yue Ting still ill?

It's been so long, and I still have to walk with my arms. It seems that I was really seriously ill last time...

Thinking of this, Han Feng put away the knife, turned around to get the keys, and rode out on a battery car, planning to buy something for Fu Yueting.

And when he came back.

At noon, I cooked a small stove for Fu Yueting.

In the evening, I cooked a small stove for Fu Yueting again.

Make up for it.

It made Fu Yueting take a cold shower in the afternoon, but it wasn't enough, so he took another shower in the evening.

After washing, he went upstairs and went to Qin Yan's room. He sat on the edge of the bed for a long while, barely holding on. However, just as Qin Yan sat down beside him, the body temperature climbed up——

Qin Yan was about to lie down when he saw Fu Yueting get up suddenly and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Yueting opened his mouth: "I want to take a bath."

Qin Yan said, "Didn't you wash it just now?"

Fu Yueting gritted his teeth: "I didn't wash it clean."

After the words fell, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Fu Yueting paused, turned around, sat down, lifted the quilt, went to bed and lay down, his movements were smooth and smooth, and he did it in one go.

Qin Yan glanced at him before saying, "Go in."

Han Feng pushed open the door.

Holding a bowl of soup in his hand, he walked in with a smile: "I'll bring some supper to Yue Ting. He's recovering from a serious illness and needs to keep up with his nutrition."

Fu Yueting hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Still in Han Feng's territory, making up for nothing is a small matter, but suffering a lot is a major matter.

Although Qin Yan didn't know what he was thinking, but he saw his attitude towards this supper, so he said to Han Feng, "He's already asleep."

"Sleeping?" Han Feng saw Fu Yueting lying on the bed, "Then I'll take this soup for Jingming to drink."

It was late at night, and he didn't plan to stay in Qin Yan's room for a long time. Before leaving, he just asked, "Are you sure you don't need to move another bed? You two big men sleep on your small single bed, will you Is it too crowded?"

Qin Yan said: "Don't bother. You can go to rest too."

Han Feng didn't insist either.

Anyway, this bed is bigger than a hospital bed.

After he left, Fu Yueting opened his eyes and looked at Qin Yan.

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Qin Yan asked again: "What's wrong?"

Fu Yueting shook his head slowly, rubbed under the quilt to the inside, gave way, turned back, and turned his back to Qin Yan.

He refused to speak, Qin Yan didn't try to force it, just turned off the light and went to bed.

Due to the limited space, feeling the heat belonging to Qin Yan enveloping him bit by bit behind him, Fu Yueting's spine became more and more stiff.

"Why are you so cold?"

Fu Yueting said in a muffled voice, "I'm cold."

cold?

Qin Yan frowned.

In this weather, with a quilt covered, it shouldn't be so cold.

He asked, "Sick?"

Fu Yueting coughed lowly to conceal the hoarseness in his voice: "Maybe a little."

Qin Yan raised his hand and touched his forehead, it was indeed hot, so he stood up and said, "I'll get the medicine."

"No need!" Fu Yueting hurriedly clasped his wrist, "I'll sleep through the night, and I'll be fine tomorrow."

Qin Yan was held tightly by him, unable to move, so he could only embrace him again: "If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me in time."

Fu Yueting breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

"Go to sleep."

The deep whispers in the ear were magnetically numb, mixed with the warm breath, causing shudders.

Fu Yueting didn't feel sleepy at first, but now he was suffering even more. He couldn't see Qin Yan's face. He didn't know when Qin Yan would fall asleep, so he could only stare at the white wall in front of him for a long time, waited and waited, and then secretly went to Drop shot.

But Qin Yan noticed it immediately.

"Ok?"

Fu Yueting was immediately nailed to the spot without moving.

After staying up until midnight, I finally fell asleep gradually.

As a result, he didn't sleep for long when he was woken up by the laughter of children outside the door.

Qin Yan had already woken up before him, and when he saw him looking back, he asked first, "Is it better?"

Fu Yueting was startled, and then remembered the "illness" last night.

His eyes glanced down unconsciously, and he was silent for a second: "No."

Qin Yan tried the temperature of his forehead just now, and he didn't feel anything unusual: "Is there any discomfort?"

The sound insulation effect of the room is not very good, and the movement outside the door seems to be right in front of you. In such an environment, Fu Yueting can't say it.

He pursed his lips: "I'm hot."

"Hot?" Qin Yan frowned again, "You said it was cold last night."

Fu Yueting said dryly: "It's hot and cold."

This symptom does not sound like a minor ailment.

Qin Yan supported the bed with one elbow, looked at his face, and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

After the words fell, he had already lifted the quilt on his body. Fu Yueting's heart tightened, and he quickly turned around and hugged his waist to stop his movement: "No! I'll just sleep for a while longer."

"Nonsense." Qin Yan put his hand on his shoulder, and was about to move, when he suddenly felt something strange on the side of his leg, and couldn't help but pause.

Fu Yueting also froze.

Qin Yan looked down at him.

Annoyance flashed across Fu Yueting's eyes.

Qin Yan asked: "What's going on?"

Fu Yueting explained euphemistically: "Uncle Han's soup is too nutritious..."

Qin Yan asked: "When did it start?"

The matter has been revealed, Fu Yueting said truthfully: "Yesterday afternoon."

Qin Yan thought of the two baths he took yesterday, and the abnormality before going to bed at night, and his thoughts quickly became clear: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Fu Yueting stepped back: "Actually, it's not a big deal. I'll bear with it. It's better than being discovered by Uncle Han and embarrassing you."

Qin Yan was also silent for a moment.

He had seen Fu Yueting's nervousness about this trip early on, but he didn't expect Fu Yueting to be so nervous: "I will tell Uncle Han not to make soup for you."

Fu Yueting was still a little hesitant: "Will he think that I don't know how to flatter?"

Qin Yan said: "No, don't think about it."

Fu Yueting also added: "Then don't tell him I said it."

"Well." Qin Yan said, "What are you going to do now?"

Fu Yueting thought for a while: "I'm going to take a cold shower."

"Do you think you are made of iron?" Qin Yan said lightly, "Lie down."

Hearing this, Fu Yueting let go of his hands in response, and he lay back on the bed, his sharp eyebrows and eyes were filled with surprise and anticipation, and there was a layer of false politeness on the surface: "Is this not good?"

Qin Yan glanced at him: "What's wrong."

The arc of Fu Yueting's lips could not be suppressed: "What should I do if Uncle Han finds out?"

Qin Yan only said, "I'm here."

He lay on his side beside Fu Yueting, looked into Fu Yueting's eyes, under the quilt, his slightly cold fingertips picked apart the fabric, and wiped the hot skin——

Fu Yueting's straight spine suddenly arched, and he slowly tightened his five fingers holding Qin Yan's arm, leaning forward and buried him in Qin Yan's arms, his hot forehead resting on the side of Qin Yan's neck, his breathing gradually became rapid and burning.

Qin Yan looked down at him, and kissed the side of his face that was trying to maintain his composure.

Fu Yueting's breathing was stagnant, and the fiery blood instantly spread upwards, burning the back of his ears red.

Qin Yan's eyes filled with a smile.

Depressed gasps sounded intermittently in the quiet room.

Suddenly, there was another knock on the door.

Following Han Feng's voice: "Qin Yan, Yue Ting, are you awake, can you come in?"

Surprised, Fu Yueting disarmed and surrendered.

Qin Yan took a tissue from the bedside to wipe his hands, and waited for the blood on Fu Yueting's face to fade a little before saying, "Come in."

When Han Feng entered, Qin Yan and Fu Yueting were sitting halfway up.

Song Jingming and Jian Xue followed behind Han Feng.

Seeing the scene on the bed, Song Jingming's eyelids twitched wildly, almost jumping up on the spot: "You guys, why..."

Are you still sleeping together here? ?

Two big brothers, be a little more low-key! !

But seeing Han Feng and Jian Xue's faces were calm, without any surprise, he couldn't help but fell into confusion.

What the hell, no one saw Fu Yueting on Qin Yan's bed? !

Instead, seeing his expression, Jian Xue couldn't help but ask, "Brother Jingming, what's the matter with you?"

Song Jingming pointed to Qin Yan and Fu Yueting, looked at her again, avoided Han Feng and asked in a low voice: "Don't you find it strange that they sleep together?"

Jian Xue smiled: "What's so strange about this, brother Jingming, have you forgotten that you need someone to sleep with you so you won't suffer from insomnia!"

Song Jingming: "..."

Jian Xue said again: "My dad is very grateful to Mr. Fu for helping me with this favor. Fortunately, he is here so that my brother can sleep well. Last time he told me that he didn't know how to thank Mr. Fu. "

Song Jingming: "..."

After listening to Jian Xue's words, his face was gloomy.

You father and daughter, can you be more considerate! !