[Black Basket] It's time to help each other

Confessed under this oolong.

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On the second day, Zhengye's fever subsided a little. Although it was not within the normal range, it had almost recovered.

Zheng also touched his forehead, always felt that something big happened yesterday, as if he was hiding it from himself, he didn't know anything, if you asked him, Zheng couldn't tell why.

When I asked [him] he hesitated and refused to speak out for the first time, and finally stopped talking when I asked him to the end. It was a rare silence.

It may be that Zhengye's spirit has improved a lot after being ill, and he wanted to go for a walk in the bright weather outside.

It just so happens that my brother has something to go out, otherwise, if I go out with my brother, the pressure will not be so great, not only can't relax, but also rest all the time so that I can't show my feet.

Even though he has habitually put on a mask of indifference and indifference to face others, but the eyes facing his brother...

As if to see through people, Zheng also slapped himself on the face, making a fool of himself (selling) (stupid) in front of his brother every time.

The reddish ears revealed his true mood.

The elder brother's left eye also turned golden, and Seiji didn't think of Akashi as a dual personality, because even if the second personality dominated, Akashi's personality didn't change much in his eyes.

The only possibility is that the elder brother also awakened the Eye of the Emperor of Heaven, and took off the hand covering his face, the look in his eyes was already dull.

He should go.

Suddenly there was a ringing sound from the mobile phone, and there was a call.Zheng also looked at the caller ID on the phone, and felt the urge to smash the phone.

What he thought in his heart had nothing to do with the actions he made, he couldn't resist...

"Father."

Eyelids half-closed, concealing the extremely mild anger, quietly listening to his words, "I see."

Not long after, Akashi's mobile phone rang when he was outside, watching his father's call fell silent, and only picked up when he was about to hang up automatically.

As expected, Zheng also went back, and his father hung up the phone.

Akashi Unicom called Seiya's phone. Hearing the beeping sound, he felt inexplicably agitated, "Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off."

Wuxin went shopping in the supermarket again, and it was rare to show that he was in a bad mood, and left without caring about the things in the cart.

It was almost evening when Akashi came back, Seiya would have left long ago, but he couldn't help laughing until he saw the person sleeping on the sofa clearly.

Shi Shizheng also disobeyed his father's words and didn't leave immediately, or he deliberately didn't understand what his father said.

His father told him to leave, and he would leave, and he would leave after he and his brother had spoken.

So afraid of another call, he immediately turned off the phone after hanging up his father's call.

In order to see his brother who came back for the first time, he sat on the sofa by the door and waited, but fell asleep without knowing it.

Akashi walked up to the sleeping Seiya, bent down and pressed his forehead to his forehead, comparing his own temperature with that of Seiya.

Fortunately, it didn't burn again, but... After shaking Seiya's hand, the fingertips were unbelievably cold.

Just as Akashi was about to hug Masayoshi to the bed, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and he slowly opened his eyes. The rose red in his right eye just woke up from sleep and was as deep as the setting sun outside the window.

And the left eye... the golden mark on Akashi's heart will not disappear no matter what.

"Sleeping here, do you want to have a fever again?"

"Brother..." The voice was a little hoarse, and his hands were softly placed on Akashi's shoulders, "I like you so much."

Zheng also dreamed of his elder brother, the blurred face was right in front of him, as if he could touch it with his hand.

The grievances after talking to my father gradually came to my mind, my nose was a little sour, and all my words and actions could only be merged into that sentence of admiration.

The words he thought would never be heard by his brother.