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The sound of the rain outside the window gradually died down, but the wind still didn't stop. The person in his arms writhed uneasily because of the tight hoop, Zhang Qi regained his composure, and then let go of him and put him back on the bed.Although being stuffy all the time is good for sweating, it will cause shortness of breath. Zhang Qiling frowned, and lifted a corner of the quilt, revealing a pale and haggard face: frowning, lips tightly pursed, and forehead covered in fine lines. There was a layer of sweat, the hair on his forehead and ears were soaked, sticking to his forehead and sideburns, the corners of his eyes were wet, and he didn't know whether it was tears or sweat.Suddenly felt his heart tugging, Zhang Qiling involuntarily stretched out his hand to help him wipe it off, his sensitive fingers touched the smooth skin, it was a little slippery, a little hot, but fortunately, he started to sweat, and the fever was subsiding.

He went to the bathroom and twisted a towel to help him wipe his sweat. The person on the bed made a face obediently, and his heart softened all of a sudden. Zhang Qiling couldn't help but want to laugh, really like an obedient kitten.Breathing was not hindered, sweat was wiped off, and the person on the bed gradually stretched his eyebrows.Still breathing heavily, he hesitated for a moment before pulling the quilt up.

"Wu Xie, I'm going to buy medicine, wait for me when I come back." Even though he knew that the man couldn't hear him, Zhang Qiling whispered in his ear, tucked the corner of the quilt again, and was about to get up when someone grabbed his hand Zhang Qiling turned his head, and then he saw Wu Xie's crystal-clear eyes looking at him motionlessly.

"Don't go." The voice was hoarse, and it was unbearable to hear it.

Zhang Qiling knelt down and stroked his hair: "You have a fever, I'll go buy some antipyretics, and I'll take you to the hospital at dawn, and I'll be right back, be obedient."

Wu Xie didn't speak any more, and didn't let go, just looked at him motionlessly, Wu Xie's eyes were very bright, different from Zhang Qiling's black and bright, his eyes were clear, with a look unique to this age.The room was extremely quiet, the lights were not turned on, and the two of them just watched quietly, one was the starlight flowing in the dark night, the other was the sparkling light on the lake under the moon, at the junction of the sky and the water, it was quiet and peaceful. Intensely mingle.

The strength in his hand was not strong, but he never let go. Looking at those eyes, Zhang Qiling softened his heart.Falling into this lake, he vaguely felt that he would never get out again in this life, if he didn't go, he would not go, instead he held Wu Xie's hand and put them under the quilt together, Zhang Qiling sat by the bed and rubbed him quietly hair: "Thirsty?"

Wu Xie didn't answer, turned over and hugged his arms with both hands, turned his face sideways and began to rub back and forth, Zhang Qiling visibly froze, and stood motionless by the bedside, letting him rub his face and nose.

"I'm sorry, brother." Buried under his arm, Wu Xie murmured hoarsely.

Zhang Qiling sighed slightly, and stroked his forehead with the other hand: "The one who should say sorry is me."

Wu Xie stopped rubbing, turned her head and stared at him with a small half of her face: "Then you are not angry anymore?"

Zhang Qiling wanted to laugh, and rubbed his head: "I'm not angry."

Wu Xie exposed her entire face, lowered her eyes: "Mom didn't mean to say those words, cough..." Wu Xie coughed a few times, and Zhang Qiling helped him straighten his back: "I know."

Wu Xie stopped talking, and his arms tightened again.

"Don't do this kind of thing again in the future." Zhang Qiling's tone could not be refuted, a little bit of blame, but also distressed.

Wu Xie nodded, Poker's voice was as gentle as a dream, but his heart was so warm that he wanted to cry. Holding his warm arm, Wu Xie's negative emotions that lasted all day suddenly disappeared.

"Sleep for a while longer." Patting Wu Xie on the head, Zhang Qiling pulled the quilt for him again.

When Wu Xie heard the words, he suddenly hugged his arms even tighter, for fear of losing them.

"I'm not going." Rubbing Wu Xie's head, Zhang Qiling's words instantly calmed his uneasy emotions like a reassurance. Wu Xie himself didn't understand why he was so fragile today.

"Go to sleep, I'm right here." Zhang Qiling's voice was very soft, and it sounded surprisingly comfortable. Smelling the unique fragrance emanating from his body, his whole body quickly relaxed, and his exhaustion came like a flood. Yes, Wu Xie closed his eyelids and fell asleep.

After a day and a night of rain, it finally stopped, and the air after the rain was exceptionally fresh. Before the sun came out, a few sparrows couldn't wait to jump up and down on the branches, chirping.

Wu Xie moved the quilt to the sleeping person beside him, then lay down again and looked at this face quietly.Zhang Qiling looks really good-looking, with fair skin and long eyelashes. Even with his eyes closed at the moment, Wu Xie can still imagine his bright black pupils, like stars, as calm as water, as if he has already understood all kinds of things in the world.The blue color in his eyes has not faded, and it seems that he hasn't had a good rest for a long time. Wu Xie couldn't help stretching out his hand to brush the hair in front of his forehead for him. The smooth touch spread all over his body along his fingertips, and he felt palpitations.

Wu Xie's health was not bad. After burning in the middle of the night, he was sweating all over. When he woke up, his headache had relieved a lot, but he was still a little weak.Looking out of the window over the cheeks of Poker, in the faint morning light, you can faintly see green buds swaying among the branches outside the house, spring is here.

The eyelids of the sleeping person beside him moved, knowing that this was a sign of waking up, so Wu Xie quickly closed his eyes.

His arms were tightly held under the quilt, and he didn't let go all night. Before he heard the sound of getting up, a pair of kind and big hands covered his forehead, and Wu Xie shrank his neck in excitement.

"Are you awake?" There seemed to be some smiles.

Knowing that he couldn't pretend anymore, Wu Xie opened his eyes and nodded.

"The fever is gone, sleep for a while?"

Wu Xie shook her head, propped herself up on the bed and sat up: "I can't sleep anymore."

"En." Zhang Qiling stroked his hair, looked down at his arm, and couldn't help laughing.Wu Xie was taken aback for a moment, then looked down, then let go of his hands in embarrassment, sat on the spot and scratched the back of his head, but didn't know what to say.

"Change your clothes, I'll cook the porridge." After finishing speaking, Zhang Qiling patted his head, turned and left.

Wu Xie watched him walk away, opened his mouth and still didn't say anything.In fact, he really wanted to say a word of thanks, but he felt that it was too hypocritical, without the specific atmosphere, he couldn't be sensational.

As soon as he regained his energy, Wu Xie felt that his entire aura was different. The haze of yesterday was swept away. He changed his clothes and brushed his teeth in two or three times, and went downstairs in a panic.

As soon as he approached the kitchen, he saw Zhang Qiling standing aside in home clothes, with his sleeves casually rolled up, revealing his white wrists. He was lowering his head and carefully stirring the porridge in the pot. Slippers are just close to the floor.The clothes are made of soft cotton material, which fits loosely on his body, and the curvature of his waist can be seen faintly.Leaning against the door and staring blankly, Wu Xie couldn't help swallowing, this is really a weird and beautiful picture, if Poker Face gets married, he must be a good husband at home, both good-looking and practical.

"Wu Xie?" Just as he was thinking about it, a deep voice came to his ears. Wu Xie was startled, and immediately came back to his senses. When he looked up, he saw Poker Ping looking sideways at him, his eyes full of doubts.

"Ah, that, let me help you." A little embarrassed, Wu Xie smiled guilty.

"No, it's almost ready," said Zhang Qiling, took out the eggs and put them in another pot to boil, "What were you thinking just now?"

"Huh?" Wu Xie blinked, paused, and smiled, "I was thinking, brother, if you get married, you must be a good husband."

The porridge in the pot was steaming, Zhang Qiling was stunned with the hand holding the spoon, bowed his head and did not answer.

"Okay, if you cook it again, it will be cooked into batter like last time." He took the bowl and put it aside, but the people around him did not move for a long time. Wu Xie tilted his head and looked at him: "Brother ?”

Zhang Qiling glanced at him indifferently, and said "um" in a low voice.

The sun is very good today, but the wind is a bit strong, and the branches are constantly swaying in the wind, like dancers flying in the sun.

After breakfast, Wu Xie ran into the room and found the book in Poker Bottle. The quality of the paper was very good. Although it was a little wrinkled after being soaked in rain, the handwriting was still there. It was very clear that it was due to the timely rescue yesterday, Wu Xie thought about it, and took the book to Pokerfing's room.

"Brother, this book..." Wu Xie broke into the room holding a crumpled book, but just bumped into the stuffy oil bottle coming out of the bathroom.

Zhang Qiling's hair was not dry yet, his pants had already been changed, and the bath towel was placed on his upper body to just cover his chest. Wu Xie quickly turned his head and covered his face with a book, "This..."

Zhang Qiling didn't mind, and looked directly at him, "Have you taken the medicine?"

Wu Xie nodded and said nothing.

"Throw it away." The usual indifferent tone.

"Huh?" Wu Xie was taken aback for a moment, then turned around to look, Poker-Face had already changed into his shirt and started to tie his tie.

Zhang Qiling moved very quickly, Wu Xie stared at him blankly, not knowing what it meant.Rubbing the book in his hand repeatedly with both hands, his expression was a little sad, and before Zhang Qiling could speak again, he turned and left resentfully.

Just after the Chinese New Year, there were not many things to do. After finishing some daily affairs, Zhang Qiling left work early and went to the pharmacy before the sun went down.After asking the doctor carefully and buying some regular medicines, Zhang Qiling drove home and opened the door, but the living room was empty.Looking around, there was no one in the room. Standing in the living room and looking around, Zhang Qiling lowered his head and took out his mobile phone. It was almost six o'clock, where did he go?

Just dialed, the door opened with a creak, Zhang Qiling looked up, and saw an unknown sphere wrapped in a thick down jacket with only a pair of eyes showing, standing at the door with difficulty to change shoes.

"Where did you go?"

Taking off his hat and mask, Wu Xie let out a long breath and shook his head: "Fucking, I'm suffocating." Seeing Poker Ping looking at him in confusion, Wu Xie narrowed his eyes and smiled. He took out a waterproof plastic bag from his arms: "It's for you."

Zhang Qiling was stunned for a while, but didn't answer.

"Go on." Wu Xie stretched again, took off the heavy coat with one hand, looked at him and smiled.

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Qiling finally took it with puzzled eyes.

"Don't look at it?"

Zhang Qiling looked at him, then looked at the plastic bag, untied the rope with some hesitation, familiar feel, familiar thickness, familiar cover, looking at the book in his hand, Zhang Qiling froze on the spot without saying a word.

Wu Xie seemed very satisfied with his reaction, and he couldn't hide his pride in his tone: "I went all over the bookstores in Hangzhou today but couldn't find it. This book is only available in the city library. I found a lot of contacts to get it. Brand new..."

"Wu Xie..." Zhang Qiling couldn't tell whether he was moved or guilty, and Zhang Qiling showed a rare complicated expression, "You went out to buy this book?"

Wu Xie nodded and smiled: "Didn't I damage your book?"

Zhang Qiling rubbed the cover repeatedly and bowed his head in silence. Seeing that he was silent, Wu Xie stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head, looked up at Wu Xie and continued without saying a word.

Wu Xie was a little scared by him, threw away his hat and scarf and came over: "What's the matter? You don't like it?"

"Did I buy it wrong?" Wu Xie scratched his hair and said awkwardly, he bought it according to the cover and the publishing house, but he forgot to check the printing time. Could it be that this boring oil bottle is so picky?

Just as he was about to ask again, Poker-Face said, "Wu Xie."

"Ok?"

Zhang Qiling frowned, paused and said, "Take the medicine."

"Ah?" Wu Xie opened his mouth wide, what is this?

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