Why didn't he tell me

Jiang Huanqi changed his clothes and opened the curtain, and found that Lou Junli had also changed his clothes and was standing in front of his bed with a cup of hot water.

"Drink some hot water first."

His tone was flat without any ups and downs, and his face was also cold, but Jiang Huanqi felt inexplicably happy, so he obediently drank half of the glass.

Tang Yunhua asked them, "Are you still coming back?"

Junli Lou helped Jiang Huanqi up, and said concisely, "No."

Jiang Huanqi's pace was a little wandering, but if he hadn't been sick, his heart would probably be wandering now.

Junlilou was taller than him, and it seemed awkward to walk with his arms on his shoulders. He simply walked around Jiang Huanqi's back, as if he was half-embracing him in his arms, and supported his shoulders to lift half of his weight. Move onto yourself.

The wind was very strong at night, which made his head hurt even more.

Jiang Huanqi even doubted whether he would be able to walk out of the school alive. He was weak and wanted to lie down now.

Junli and Lou half-supported and half-carried him for a while, probably realizing that he was in a bad state.Without hesitation, he pulled the hat on Jiang Huanqi's clothes to cover it, walked around in front of him, and picked him up.

"Uh...jun..."

"Don't talk, put your hands on my neck, you sleep for a while."

Perhaps it was more comfortable not having to walk by himself, Jiang Huanqi unconsciously clung to his back, trying to act like a good boy, "But I'm heavy..."

"It's not heavy." As if to prove that he was telling the truth, he slightly bumped his back behind his back.

Jiang Huanqi couldn't tell what it was like, so he snorted sullenly, thinking in his heart, I didn't ask him to recite this.

He was lying on Junlilou's back, drowsy, and his mind gradually became a mess.

For a while, he thought about whether his novel would be updated tomorrow, and for a while, he thought that Jun Lilou was not as indifferent as he appeared on the outside, at least he was nice to him.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, and he thought about when he was in Houshan, was Jun Lilou angry because he said that he had an ex-girlfriend?

Jiang Huanqi tilted his head, his scorching breath lingered in his ears, and with a somewhat sick hoarseness, he murmured softly: "Li Lou... have you ever had a date before?"

He didn't notice that the body of the person carrying him was visibly stiff.

Junli Lou turned his face away, and it took a while before he replied softly: "...No."

Sure enough, he guessed right, for a handsome boy like Jun Lilou who has never been in a relationship since he grew up, his self-esteem must have been frustrated, so it's no wonder he felt uncomfortable when he said that at that time.

But in fact, there is nothing to be ashamed of even if you have never met a partner.

He couldn't say it directly, he just said foolishly: "Hey, it's okay, actually I don't either."

"Then you were in the back mountain..."

Jiang Huanqi said, "I'm joking, you can believe it."

He cautiously approached Junli Lou's ear again, as if to let him hear more clearly, "So don't be angry, okay?"

Junli Lou's ears were a little red, and he quickened his pace unconsciously, his voice was a bit flustered, "I'm not... angry."

There is also a little imperceptible happiness.

Taking a taxi from the school gate to the hospital, Lou Junli registered and took Jiang Huanqi to get an IV drip.

After a short break, Lou Junli took out his mobile phone to look at it. It was already past 1 o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Huanqi could barely open his eyes, feeling sleepy and in pain.

Seeing Junli Lou taking out his cell phone, he thought he was in a hurry to go back, and felt a little uncomfortable for no reason, but he could understand it, after all, in such a cold day, no one was obliged to stay here with him in the middle of the night.

Jiang Huanqi said: "Why don't you go back first, I remember you have class in the morning and tomorrow."

Junlilou looked up at him, his eyes were flushed and his lips were dry.

He put away his phone and got up and gently fiddled with Jiang Huanqi's hair on his forehead. Jiang Huanqi inexplicably felt a little soothing, "You wait here for a while."

Then Junli Lou went out.

Jiang Huanqi was alone in the cold ward, huddled up on the hospital bed like an unwanted little one, and he began to feel that every minute and every second he spent here seemed very long.

He even started to think wildly, would Jun Lilou leave him and run away?

After a while, the door of the ward was opened, and Jun Lilou came in with a thermos cup and poured hot water for him, "Drink some more water, your lips are too dry."

Jiang Huanqi licked his lips subconsciously, "Okay."

He helped Jiang Huanqi up, and the latter drank a couple of sips with the insulation cap on, feeling a lot more comfortable in his throat.

Except that his mother took care of him in this way when he was sick when he was a child, other times he was sick by himself.

There is no sad story, but because he is a boy, his temper is stronger than that of girls, and his friends are basically boys, all of them are careless. He never knew that a boy can take care of him so carefully and considerately. people.

Jiang Huanqi thought wildly again: It doesn't make any difference to find a boyfriend or a girlfriend.

"Thank you." Jiang Huanqi handed him the cover, and suddenly saw a red mark on his hand.

"What happened to your hand? Burned?"

Junlilou took the insulation cover, and wrote lightly: "There is something wrong with the water outlet of the hospital's boiling water room, it's okay, it's not serious."

It turns out that the straight man's "drink more hot water" has different manifestations on different people.

He doesn't know others, but he knows Jun Li Lou.

Even when he burned his hand, he poured hot water for him without saying a word.

Jiang Huanqi was so moved, this is the brother, it's so interesting, I must find an opportunity to sworn to him some other day.

He grabbed Junlilou's hand and covered the wound with his own.

Because of the infusion, Jiang Huanqi's exposed hands were always cold, which just relieved the burning sensation on the back of his hands.

Jun Lilou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his fingers curled up slightly, not knowing whether the wound on his hand was hotter or his heart was hotter.

Perhaps because he realized that their postures were too ambiguous at the moment, Jiang Huanqi took the lead to withdraw his hand, and said with a dry smile, "It's just right, my hand is a little cold, I can apply it to you."

"However, you'd better get some scald medicine."

Junli Lou hummed, and then stuffed the thermos cup into his arms, before going to the doctor to get the medicine.

When he came back, he saw that Jiang Huanqi was so tired that he fell asleep.

Junli Lou turned off the light, covered him with a quilt, and stuffed his dripping hand into the quilt.

He wanted to help Jiang Huanqi take an IV drip. He couldn't sleep and felt a little bored, so he had to sit in front of the hospital bed and watch him.

In fact, I couldn't see anything clearly at night, but I just vaguely felt that he was frowning slightly, beeping.

He muttered, "Mom...don't go..."

Because of his hoarse voice, he looked extremely helpless and pitiful in this silent night.

Jun Lilou's heart was stung, and his mind went back and forth in a flash, thinking about all kinds of tragic situations.

In retrospect, it seems that Jiang Huanqi did not mention his family very much. Could it be that his mother...

Junli Lou sighed, and he gently smoothed Jiang Huanqi's frown.

Unexpectedly, under the optimistic and cheerful appearance of the lower bunk, there is such a scarred heart hidden.

I remember when I was a child, there was a nursery rhyme in which a child without a mother was like a grass?

The lower bunk lost his mother when he was very young, and he was still a homosexual who was not tolerated by the mainstream environment when he grew up. He must be yearning for love while constantly doubting himself, right?

But he fell in love with himself, and pursued him without hesitation without knowing his sexual orientation.

Thinking about it this way, he felt very uncomfortable. He felt that he couldn't bear Jiang Huanqi's liking, but if he rejected him now, he would definitely think that no one liked him at all, and he would even fall into self-loathing. ...

Hey, wait a minute, now is not the time to be explicit.

And Jiang Huanqi is still dreaming back to the tragic childhood when he played games in the middle of the night when his mother confiscated the game console.

At that time, he was crying so sadly, holding the door frame and shouting hoarsely: "Mom, don't go, give me back the game console!"