Immersive play dumb beauty

Jiang Sui didn't have the strength to scold him anymore, so he turned his head and didn't talk to him.

"I was too impulsive just now."

Lu Cheng paused for a long time again, as if he was making a very difficult decision: "If you really want to break up, I agree. If you still feel scared, you can call me back when you have strength."

As soon as he raised his hand, he touched Jiang Sui's hot tears again, sighed, and gently helped him wipe it off with a wet wipe, then turned around and handed the whole pack of wet wipes to Jiang Sui's hand: "I Guess you probably don’t want to see me right now, I’m right across the street, you can find me if you need anything... Don’t cry, your eyes will feel uncomfortable tomorrow.”

Jiang Sui finally stopped, and when he heard this sentence, he cried even harder.

He grabbed Lu Cheng's hand, and his voice was hoarse: "When did I say we broke up? Didn't you say you wanted to break up with me as soon as you came in?"

Lu Cheng paused when he got up, and looked at him, as if he was trying to understand what Jiang Sui said.

He took out his mobile phone and handed it to Jiang Sui, saying, "Isn't this a text message from you?"

Jiang Sui stared at the text message for two seconds, and suddenly remembered his whim last night.

He closed his eyes, raised his hand and knocked down the phone: "This is fake."

He was still angry just now, but now he is crying so hard, and he is awkward and wants to be coaxed by himself.

He could only grit his teeth, covered the quilt, and said with a sigh, "I'm too lazy to tell you."

It was pitch black under the quilt. He closed his painful eyes and waited for a while, but he didn't hear any movement outside.

Lu Cheng left?

He quietly lifted the quilt a little, and then quietly lifted it a little wider.

The room card had been plugged back in, the lights were on again, and the air conditioner was running slowly. There was really no one in front of him.

Jiang Sui couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or angry, he threw the pillow next to him on the ground, his heart, liver, spleen, stomach and lungs hurt everywhere.

The pillow thumped.

Jiang Sui and Lu Cheng who came in from the outside looked at each other.

Lu Cheng was holding a towel in his hand, which was still steaming.

Jiang Sui looked away in embarrassment.

Lu Cheng smiled, walked over and said, "I washed the towel just now, closed my eyes, and put it on for you for a while."

Jiang Sui snorted and closed his eyes obediently.

The hot towel was very comfortable. Although the sound from the side was small, it never stopped. It seemed that Lu Cheng was cleaning up the room he had messed up just now, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, and poured some water for him.

Jiang Sui's tense nerves finally relaxed slowly.

After the towel got cold, Lu Cheng replaced it with a new one. At this time, Jiang Sui was still asleep, lying upright. His facial features were very clean. Every time Lu Cheng saw him sleeping, he felt that it was specially made. The beautiful doll that came out was many times better than the one he was angry with just now, but his eyes were still red, and he would definitely feel uncomfortable tomorrow.

Lu Cheng stroked his forehead sourly.

Jiang Sui turned over, with nothing to hold in his arms, so he hugged a big ball of quilt, and resumed the habit of sleeping together curled up.

Lu Cheng quietly kissed him, and helped him wrap up the quilt, and took the takeaway garbage along the way when he left.

He left a gentle night light on, closed the door lightly, and left.

On Monday, when Lu Cheng went to class, Jiang Sui asked for leave and didn't come, saying that he was sick, so in the afternoon, he also asked for leave and went home.

Gu Yu and the others looked at each other and wanted to get closer, but they didn't dare to speak, so they could only quietly look for Putao.

Gu Yu: "Lend me your phone."

Putao looked warily at the tall and tall people in front of him: "What are you doing?"

Blank Grid said helplessly: "Jiang Sui seems to have blocked news from us."

Putao said slowly, "Oh, he blocked me too."

Gu Yu: "He even blocked you? Isn't that too much?"

Putao: "It's been blocked for a long time. Last time I asked him what the martial arts movie was about and why he tricked Lu Cheng to watch it with him, he told me not to disturb."

Gu Yu: "That's what you deserve."

The south of the city is at a loss, and the north of the city is not too far behind.

Zhao Ziwu and Lao Qi climbed over the wall to find Jiang Sui in the hotel at noon, and Jiang Sui was sleeping on the bed.

He threw the quilt off in anger: "Jiang Sui, you don't go to fucking class anymore?"

Jiang Sui looked at him innocently with his big swollen eyelids, and when he spoke, his voice was hoarse: "I asked for leave."

Lao Qi exclaimed: "Are you really sick? I thought you made it up."

Jiang Sui gave him a disconcerted look, then collapsed on the bed in a dizzy state, and closed his heavy eyes.

The air conditioner was turned on too low yesterday, and he cried a lot the day before yesterday, and he may have suffered from a little cold. In short, he woke up with a cold today.

Lao Qi and the others rushed to make medicine for him.

Jiang Sui leaned against the bed sickly to measure the thermometer, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear but he couldn't help but babble: "At critical times, you are the most reliable."

Zhao Ziwu sneered.

Lao Qi looked at the king with a guilty conscience.

Jiang Sui: "It's not like that ruthless man."

Lao Qi: "He still has a little affection. He invited everyone to drink milk tea that day."

Jiang Sui hesitated for a moment, weakly: "Then he doesn't care about me when I'm sick."

Zhao Ziwu snorted coldly: "Didn't you block him in the middle of the night and delete all contacts? It should be."

Jiang Sui was weak, and muttered, "Why don't you help him talk, Zhao Mama."

Lao Qi said: "Oh, Lu Cheng touched the group in the north of the city in the middle of the night and sent us a lot of red envelopes."

Jiang Sui: "A lot?"

"I haven't counted them, but I grabbed at least three hundred yesterday."

Your Majesty: "I have more than 200."

Jiang Sui: "..."

Zhao Ziwu glanced at the thermometer: "Guess how we know you're here?"

Jiang Sui thought for a moment with his confused brain: "Lu Cheng?"

Lao Qi showed a profiteer's smile: "Five hundred round-trip transportation and labor fees, more will not be refunded and less will be compensated."

The king rubbed his head: "He is really not bad. He said that you asked for leave and let us come and take a look. I'm afraid you will be alone in the hotel and no one will take care of you."

"Besides, you two are right and wrong. You have lied to each other for almost half a semester. If it weren't for the fight today, you wouldn't have found out at all."

Zhao Ziwu said quietly: "As expected, you still haven't read the information records I sent you. I met Lu Cheng for the first time, and I already knew Lu Cheng's personality and behavior characteristics. Cheng is brother Cheng, you didn't read any of them."

Jiang Sui coughed twice, then coughed twice, his skin was fair, he didn't speak, his eyes were red first.

Seeing that Lao Qi suddenly softened his heart.

"Isn't it just a few messages, Jiang Sui is sick, why are you so aggressive?"

Zhao Ziwu took the boiling water and helped him make medicine: "I've always pretended to be pitiful since I was a child."

Jiang Sui retracted into the quilt aggrievedly, revealing a pair of eyes that were about to cry.

Zhao Ziwu: "..."

The king couldn't bear it: "Forget it, it's over, Jiang Sui is not feeling well now."

Jiang Sui nodded again and again: "I cried all night, and now my head is still buzzing."

Zhao Ziwu gritted his teeth and glared at him.

"Don't pretend, get up and drink your medicine."

Jiang Sui: "Alright."

After drinking the medicine, everyone left. Before leaving, Zhao Ziwu asked, "Did we break up?"

Jiang Sui hesitated for a moment: "No."

Zhao Ziwu: "Oh, I can't bear it."

Jiang Sui didn't say a word, and covered his head with the quilt, not wanting to speak.

When everyone left, Jiang Sui's cell phone on the bedside table rang.

-Zhao Ziwu: Lu Cheng transferred [-] yesterday, and you can buy milk tea. This is too much money, and everyone transferred it to me in private.

-Zhao Ziwu: Transfer 500 yuan via WeChat.

-Zhao Ziwu: Find a chance and return it.

When Jiang Sui returned to school on Wednesday, he seemed to have returned to normal.

He came very early, wanting to make up for the homework that was owed quickly, but found that Lu Cheng had also arrived.

Lu Cheng sat next to him, with a cup of coffee on the table, watched him come in, but kept silent.

Jiang Sui wanted to take out the test papers he had accumulated for two days, but saw the toast in the drawer.

He glanced at Cheng Lu, who quickly looked away, lying on the table without saying a word.

Throughout the morning, Li ([-]) was suppressed by the mysterious low pressure, and no one dared to act easily.

It is said that Xue Ba and Liu Li were suspended for three days because of fighting in private, and they have not returned to school today.

Yu Liu was the only one who didn't care. She knocked on Jiang Sui's desk: "Friendly reminder, at the opening ceremony tomorrow, our class will be divided into men and women. I sent you a message and you didn't reply."

"Oh."

Jiang Sui laughed: "Lu Cheng told me, maybe I forgot to answer."

As soon as Lu Cheng arrived at the break, he lay on the desk and closed his eyes to rest. He heard that he quietly opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Sui. Jiang Sui glanced at him, and he quickly closed them again.

At noon, Jiang Sui went to boil the kettle to prepare hot water for making medicine. Cheng Hao saw it and said casually, "This water has just been boiled, so there is no need to boil it again."

Jiang Sui said, "Who made this? Let him pick it up first. I'll make another pot."

The code name is very meaningful: "It was burned to give you cold medicine."

Jiang Sui was holding the cup, holding the handle tightly with his hand, the medicine was very unpleasant to drink.

He returned to his seat to prepare for his lunch break, put the cup in the drawer, and touched something soft with his hand.

I took it out and saw that it was Lu Cheng's pillow and quilt left in the classroom.