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Wen Langxi was stunned for a while when Fu Guan touched his wrist, and then he held Fu Guan's well-articulated hand, obviously wanting to hold it tightly, but he could only hook it lightly, fearing that it would hurt again other side.

In the past, if Wen Langxi was held back by Fu Guan, he would definitely climb up the pole and take the opportunity to squeeze into the opponent's bed to play hooliganism.

But it's different now, he just gently clasped Fu Guan's knuckles without any other movements.

"Good night..." Wen Langxi said slowly and softly, looking at the back of Fu Guan's head.

Fu Guan didn't respond aloud, but just hooked his little finger.

At dawn, Fu Guan opened his eyes vaguely, and was dazzled by the bright light in the room. He frowned and closed them again. At the same time, he felt something cold on his forehead.

At this time, Wen Langxi came in from the door, walked quickly to Fu Guan and knelt down, looked at Fu Guan who was flushed with fever, and said distressedly: "Is it difficult?"

As Fu Guan regained his consciousness, he became dizzy and exhausted, and then he frowned involuntarily, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What time is it..."

"It's just after 5 o'clock, tell me where you still hurt..." Wen Langxi asked anxiously while holding Fu Guan's hot palm.

At this time, Fu Guan's consciousness was not very clear. Hearing this question, he said truthfully in a hoarse voice: "It hurts..."

Hearing this, Wen Lang felt a little uncomfortable on the west face, but more guilty and distressed.

"...Okay, you sleep a little longer, I'll go down to buy medicine, don't run around, don't move around, just lie on the bed and wait for me to come back, okay?"

Hearing this tone as if coaxing a child, Fu Guan was suddenly a little shy, but because his head was dizzy and heavy, he didn't show any strange expression, and just nodded slightly.

Wen Langxi squatted beside the bed and waited for Fu to close his upper eyes, got up and kissed the man's burning temples lightly, then turned around and left the bedroom, changed his clothes and went out.

Fu Guan in the bedroom only felt that he had no strength in his body now, and it was difficult to even open his eyes. It was in this uncomfortable situation that the waiting became more and more difficult.

Fu Guan only felt that he had waited for several hours before Wen Langxi returned home, but in fact, it only took Wen Langxi less than 10 minutes to go back and forth.

This morning was doomed to be troublesome, Fu Guan was lying on the bed with a fever, Wen Langxi panicked at the side, and wanted to take him to the hospital several times, but Fu Guan refused to go no matter what.

Fortunately, he took the medicine in time, and Fu Guan's fever subsided before eight o'clock in the morning. Seeing that he was in better spirits, Wen Langxi took out a piece of ointment and walked to Fu Guan's side with a little timidity.

"You...well, you need medicine."

"What..." Fu Guan asked hoarsely.

Wen Langxi was even more embarrassed, and he didn't know how to place the hand holding the ointment, "Just... there, didn't you say it hurts just now, I, you bear it a little bit, I'll apply some..."

After listening carefully to this vague expression, Fu Guan understood what Wen Langxi meant.

But upon realizing this, Fu Guan's ears turned red, and even his cheeks flushed, "No need..."

Fu Guan didn't even dare to think about the scene where Wen Langxi helped him apply the medicine.

Seeing this person's refusal, Wen Langxi's tone immediately became anxious, and he said quickly: "I asked the doctor in the pharmacy, and he said that it must be wiped, otherwise... it will cause inflammation."

Hearing this, Fu Guan didn't dare to make fun of his body anymore, and his part was still hurting, so he stretched out his hand from the bed and whispered in a hoarse voice: "I myself..."

Wen Langxi was a little worried, "Can you do it yourself? Or I..."

"can."

"...Okay." Wen Langxi gently put the ointment in Fu Guan's hand, the corner of his mouth was a little bitter, he knew in his heart that this person no longer believed him.

"I'm going to wipe..."

"Well, you can do it." Wen Langxi looked at Fu Guan with concern.

"You... go out." Fu Guan blushed and said in a forceful tone.

Hearing the instruction, Wen Langxi finally came to his senses, and then said in a soft voice: "Well, you... After you wipe it off, take a rest, and I'll make you breakfast."

Wen Langxi cooked quickly, and brought the prepared breakfast to the bedroom in a short while, and put it on the bedside table in front of Fu Guan.

Fu Guan had already washed up at this time, but because he was still a little tired, he went to bed and lay down again.

Hearing that Langxi brought in the meal, Fu Guan didn't make a sound, and continued to sleep on his own.

Wen Langxi knew that Fu Guan's stomach was weak now, so he only made some stomach-nourishing food such as rice soup and batter.

"It's time to eat..." Wen Langxi sat on the edge of the bed, stroking Fu Guan's temples while talking.

Fortunately, it is no longer hot.

"Don't eat." Fu Guan said concisely.

In fact, he really doesn't want to eat. He ate something before taking the medicine, so he is not too hungry now.

But this tone and expression seemed to Wen Langxi to be angry with him. Wen Langxi couldn't help being more cautious, and simply knelt down beside the bed, picked up a bowl of rice soup, and said softly, "It's okay, don't sit up, I feed you."

As he spoke, he scooped up a spoonful of rice soup, blew it carefully until it was warm, and licked it with his own lips, and then sent it to Fu Guan's mouth when he felt that the temperature was right.

"Come on, open your mouth..."

Fu Guan just opened his eyes and looked at Wen Langxi indifferently in front of him, without opening his mouth or speaking.

Wen Langxi put the spoon next to Fu Guan's mouth for a while, but he didn't see the other party opening his mouth, but he didn't give up. He scooped up another spoonful of hot one, let it cool down and put it next to Fu Guan's mouth, and whispered: "Just now That spoonful is cold, this time the temperature is just right, open your mouth to taste..."

The time passed in silence, Fu Guan still did not open his mouth.

Seeing this person like this, Wen Langxi didn't speak anymore, just scooped out the rice soup in the bowl again and again, blew it, put it near Fu Guan's mouth, poured it back when it was cold, and scooped it out again, Blow it again, put it next to Fu Guan's mouth, wait for it to cool down and pour it back...

I did not know how many times this series of actions was repeated, until it was time to eat without blowing, Fu Guan still did not open his mouth.

If you want to say why Fu Guan didn't soften his heart this time, the reason is that he wanted to teach Wen Langxi something through this incident.

In fact, he couldn't help but want to open his mouth when the other party scooped up the third spoonful, but when he got closer, he thought that he had to help Wen Langxi learn to control his emotions, so he insisted on being cruel and ignored the other party.

Wen Langxi still repeated the series of actions just now tirelessly. I don't know how long it took until the rice soup and batter in the bowl were cold. Wen Langxi stopped, put the bowl on the bedside table, Then he knelt and stared at Fu Guan.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Wen Langxi looked at Fu Guan uncomfortably. Just when he was about to teach, the other party spoke first.

"Do you want me to kowtow to you? If I kowtow, can you eat all the food?" Wen Langxi said calmly.

Fu Guan was stunned by these words, and before he could express his position, Wen Langxi went on to say: "Or don't kowtow, I will go away, far away from you, can you eat all these meals, I will Knowing that you did something asshole, but you can't hurt yourself by being angry at an asshole, it's not worth it."

Wen Langxi said these words in a very calm tone, Fu Guan was a little angry for a while, and finally couldn't help but said: "Now you still don't know where you are wrong?"

"It's clear, the fault is that I used force on you." Wen Langxi said expressionlessly.

Seeing this person like this, Fu Guan couldn't help but sighed in his heart, and then sat up slowly, immediately standing half a body taller than Wen Langxi who was kneeling on the ground.

"Get up and sit here." Fu Guan pointed to a seat by the table.

"No, it's better to kneel down."

Fu Guan couldn't help but wanted to continue persuading, but he opened his mouth halfway and thought, maybe this kind of conversation would have a better effect, so he didn't say anything more.

At this moment, one of the two was sitting on the bed covered with a quilt, and the other was kneeling on the ground upright. If Wen Langxi's parents saw this situation, they would definitely think that Fu Guan was bullying their only son.

But fortunately, there were only two people in the room, so Fu Guan didn't care too much, and said to Wen Langxi in a hoarse voice: "This is not the source of your mistakes, the real source is your emotions, you know? "

Wen Langxi stared at Fu Guan without saying a word.

"If you could regulate your emotions, you wouldn't have reached that point last night. Besides, since noon yesterday, have you started to feel uncomfortable?"

"But even if I explain it to you with all my heart, you still choose to ignore it, or don't believe it, and have been immersed in your own suspicion..."

Speaking of this, a trace of disappointment flashed in Fu Guan's eyes, and after taking a deep look at Wen Langxi, he said sadly in a different tone.

"Langxi, you are real, you haven't fully accepted me...you never believed me at all..."