Sunset Boulevard

In the middle of the night, Zhang Jue had a high fever.

Chen Boqiao didn't know when Zhang Jue caught fire, he and Zhang Jue didn't sleep in the same room.

A few hours ago, when the car stopped downstairs of the safe house, Zhang Jue opened his eyes, but he was still drunk.

Chen Boqiao shook his hand in front of Zhang Jue. Seeing that Zhang Jue was motionless and his eyes were out of focus, he asked him, "Can I still go upstairs by myself?"

Zhang Jue listened, thought for a while, nodded, got out of the car very obediently, followed Chen Boqiao upstairs slowly, went into the bedroom, lay down on the bed, and continued to sleep quietly.Zhang Jue was sleeping very well, curled up on one side of the bed, his injured left arm was draped over the quilt, his forearm was bent, and half of the band-aid was exposed.

The light from the ceiling lamp in the bedroom is cool, and because of Zhang Jue's drunkenness, a tinge of blood finally appeared on his white skin.

Zhang Jue's body is perfect and complete, the only wound visible to the naked eye is the one he stabbed with a pen just now, unlike Chen Boqiao, who has been in the army for so many years and is full of wounds.

Chen Boqiao crossed his arms, looked at Zhang Jue from the end of the bed not far away, thought that Zhang Jue probably had never been in the army, and had never been injured, otherwise he wouldn't have stabbed him like this, so he frowned and began to scream for pain.

He also thought that when Zhang Jue was young, he should have been a quiet, good-natured kid who was well protected. The most unorthodox thing he had done in his life was probably traveling across the ocean to the League of Asia to find a death row prisoner he liked.

Senna Snow Mountain, Ai Jiaxi, Harrison, and a disease that requires injection medicine to be carried with you.

Chen Boqiao wanted to know more clearly, but felt that there was no need to listen to Zhang Jue's words.After all, he has never had anything to do with the word dull. He has eyes to see and a brain to think.

The electronic clock beside the bed beeped at the hour, and Chen Boqiao stopped standing still. He rummaged in the bedroom for a while, found a thin quilt from the cabinet, and spread it on the sofa in the living room. Leave the big bed in the bedroom to the unconscious Zhang Jue.

Chen Boqiao went to the bathroom to take off the clothes, and called Pei Shu to inform Pei Shu that he and Zhang Jue would leave in eight days.

Pei Shu left Bangkok in the morning and hurried back to the north of the Asian Union to secretly meet with an important person.He gave Chen Boqiao an overview of the content of the meeting and conversation with the other party, as well as the newly formulated plan.

The two talked for a long time, and finally decided to disclose Chen Boqiao's whereabouts to the president halfway through the cruise, artificially creating a public pursuit.They urgently need the opportunity to impeach the president, so Chen Boqiao will not arrive in North America with Zhang Jue.

When he hung up the phone and was about to rest, Chen Boqiao heard Zhang Jue's ravings from the bedroom.

At first, Chen Boqiao thought that Zhang Jue was talking in his sleep, but after a few minutes, Zhang Jue was still moaning intermittently, which sounded very uncomfortable, so Chen Boqiao stood up, walked into the bedroom, and turned on the light.

Zhang Jue lay on his back in the middle of the bed.

As soon as the lights on the ceiling came on, Zhang Jue moved a bit, raised his right hand, and covered his eyes with the back of his hand.Chen Boqiao approached a little more, and saw that Zhang Jue's dry lips were parted, and in a hoarse voice than usual, he spit out incomprehensible and fragmented sentences vaguely.

"Medicine." Zhang Jue suddenly said a word Chen Boqiao was familiar with, and then moved his hands covering his eyes away.

Zhang Jue half-opened his eyes, his cheeks flushed abnormally, and said, "It's cold." He groped to grab the quilt, wrapped it around his body, and repeated, "It's so cold."

Seeing Zhang Jue's appearance, Chen Boqiao felt something was wrong, so he leaned over and touched Zhang Jue's forehead, feeling a burst of scalding heat.

"Zhang Jue?" Chen Boqiao called him, "Can you hear me?"

Zhang Jue looked at Chen Boqiao, as if he was carefully identifying who the person opposite was. When Chen Boqiao thought he was about to speak, he slowly closed his eyes, pulled up the quilt a little, covered it over his head, and hid himself in the quilt.

Chen Boqiao was stunned, looking at the bulging quilt, he felt very helpless, so he searched inside and outside the house first, found the emergency medicine kit, and dug out an ear thermometer from inside. Meter and a box of antipyretics.

Holding an ear thermometer, he took Zhang Jue out of the quilt and took his temperature, which was 39 degrees.

Zhang Jue was forced to be exposed to the light and air outside the quilt again, his complexion was not very good-looking, he looked unhappy, his whole body seemed to be steamed by a high fever, and his eyes stared dully ahead.

Chen Boqiao supported Zhang Jue and let him lean against the pillow. The two were very close, and Chen Boqiao always felt that something was wrong.When he went outside to pour water for Zhang Jue, he realized that when most people have a high fever, the smell of pheromones will become very strong, but for some reason, Zhang Jue has almost no smell at all.

But people are different, Chen Boqiao didn't think about it after pouring the water.

Antipyretics are capsules that need to be swallowed. Chen Boqiao held Zhang Jue's shoulders to make Zhang Jue sit up a little more, then put the cup by Zhang Jue's mouth, and said persuasively, "Drink some water first."

Zhang Jue opened his mouth, Chen Boqiao tilted his hand slightly, and poured water into Zhang Jue's mouth.Zhang Jue's eyes widened, but he was very uncooperative and didn't hold the water. The water slid down the corner of Zhang Jue's mouth and dripped onto his clothes and quilt.

In the past, on the battlefield, soldiers could not go to the front line with minor injuries. Chen Boqiao had almost zero experience in dealing with such minor ailments and pains. He reluctantly put the cup on the bedside table, wiped the water stains with a paper towel, and decided to To change the method, give Zhang Jue capsules first.

Zhang Jue got wet and became more awake. He sat up straight, looked down at the capsule in Chen Boqiao's hand, seemed to think for a while, and then said: "Chen Boqiao, it's not this one, you took it by mistake. .”

Finally, Zhang Jue was no longer as cautious as before, and no longer so timid. He even called Chen Boqiao by name and surname, and he frowned, but he was not angry, as if it was just because Chen Boqiao took the wrong medicine. A little stupid, he seems to have a little bit of confidence.

Chen Boqiao immediately said: "I replaced it with a new one, and the effect is the same."

Zhang who had a high fever was definitely better at cheating than someone who didn’t have a fever. He first looked at the capsule suspiciously and said, “Really?” Then he looked at the determined Chen Boqiao for two seconds, took the medicine, and said: "Alright then." Then he stuffed it into his mouth.

But after Zhang Jue closed his mouth tightly, he didn't move. No matter what Chen Boqiao said, he was unwilling to open it, let alone drink water to swallow the capsule.

After such a stalemate for a while, Zhang Jue's face suddenly collapsed.

"It's a bit bitter." Zhang Jue said.He stuck out his tongue a little and licked his upper lip.

There was some white half-melted powder on the tip of his tongue, probably because he had swallowed the antipyretics, so he felt very bitter.Seeing this, Chen Boqiao passed the water glass again, Zhang Jue took it this time, swallowed a few big mouthfuls of water, drank all the water in the glass, put it aside, then closed his eyes, and lay back on the pillow.

No matter how you take the medicine, you can still eat it.

Chen Boqiao guarded Zhang Jue for a while, and only went to sleep outside when Zhang Jue's fever subsided and he stopped talking nonsense.

The next morning, Chen Boqiao opened his eyes and sat up. When he looked up to the bedroom, Zhang Jue was standing at the door.Zhang Jue had already changed into a set of loose dark clothes, his skin became pale and bloodless again, and his expression returned to normal. He looked at Chen Boqiao: "You're awake."

Zhang Jue's voice was still hoarse, as if he hadn't woken up.

Before Chen Boqiao could speak, he said again, "Did I have a fever last night?"

Chen Boqiao said yes, Zhang Jue paused and asked, "Are you tall?"

"39 degrees one," Chen Boqiao said, "I gave you antipyretics."

"Thank you." Zhang Jue said.

Zhang Jue kept his eyes on other places, did not meet Chen Boqiao's eyes, and did not ask Chen Boqiao where the injury on his hand came from. He walked to the tea table, poured two glasses of water, and handed over another A cup for Chen Boqiao.

Chen Boqiao took it over, and their fingers briefly touched for a second.Chen Boqiao felt that Zhang Jue's body temperature still seemed abnormal, so he took the ear thermometer that was put aside, and wanted Zhang Jue to take another test.

Seeing this, Zhang Jue took a step back and looked at the thermometer defensively.

"I'm ready, put this away." He said to Chen Boqiao, as if the thermometer was some kind of scourge.

Chen Boqiao didn't force him, and put the thermometer back.

Zhang Jue didn't sit down, he stood by the sofa holding a glass of water, always some distance away from Chen Boqiao.He seemed to be cramped and still uncomfortable.

"Why don't you sit down?" Chen Boqiao asked him.

Zhang Jue shook his head, as if he was thinking about something, and after a while, he said: "I have something to do today, I want to go out."

Chen Boqiao observed Zhang Jue's expression and asked, "Can't you take me?"

"It's a private matter, and I may not be back until tomorrow morning." Zhang Jue's voice became lower and lower, as if suppressing some discomfort, he said to Chen Boqiao, "There are some quick-frozen foods in the refrigerator, do you know what to do?"

Chen Boqiao looked at Zhang Jue's face, and said slowly, "I'm not sure."

"It's written on the package," Zhang Jue said, leaning over to pick up Chen Boqiao's cell phone on the table, and input a number, "If you still can't, call me, my cell phone is on. "

After entering the number, Zhang Jue wanted to put Chen Boqiao's cell phone back, but he didn't know if he didn't hold it tightly, and the cell phone fell halfway and landed on the carpet.

Zhang Jue didn't pick it up, he stood up straight, and said to Chen Boqiao: "Leave the gun and car here, and still have money."

After that, he turned and went out.

Zhang Jue walked quickly, Chen Boqiao went to the window to look, and not long after, he saw Zhang Jue walking into the alley across the street.

Chen Boqiao first picked up his mobile phone, then sat and thought for a few seconds, went back to his room, changed his clothes, put on sunglasses, a mask and a hat, took a self-defense gun, and followed him out.

Perhaps Zhang Jue was really unwell, he walked very slowly, and Chen Boqiao followed Zhang Jue after a while.Zhang Jue didn't turn on the navigation, and didn't go far. He crossed a street and turned into a weird alley.

At the entrance of the alley, Chen Boqiao memorized which door Zhang Jue entered, and after 10 minutes, he walked into the alley.

On both sides of the alley are hotels with small doors. The shops are all peach fans, written in Thai and English. Most of the glass doors of the hotels have some vulgar patterns, and some have large room prices and several package prices.There is a thick curtain behind the glass door, making it impossible to see the scene in the hotel clearly.

Chen Boqiao walked a few steps, and someone behind him also entered the alley, he glanced back, it was a young couple who were almost sticking together.He moved aside, and the young couple passed by him and entered one of the houses.

Chen Boqiao walked to the door of Zhang Jue's house, pushed open the glass door, opened the curtain, and walked in. There was a vending machine with a large LCD screen in the not spacious hall.Photos of the interior decoration of the room were played in turn on the LCD screen.

This is a self-service love hotel with no front desk.

Chen Boqiao approached the vending machine, operated it a few times, and found that only three rooms in the hotel were locked, and one room had the longest waiting countdown.

He also picked a room himself, bought it for four hours, and after paying, a key fell into the pick-up port of the vending machine.Taking out the key, Chen Boqiao took a closer look. The key was very thin, with a single tooth mark, and it was the easiest type of lock to open.

At the entrance of the corridor where the room with the longest countdown is located, Chen Boqiao called Zhang Jue.

The sound insulation of the love hotel is really poor, Chen Boqiao heard the phone ringing.After a while, Zhang Jue answered Chen Boqiao's call.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jue asked in a low voice.

Zhang Jue's voice was very weak, but the background sound was very quiet. Chen Boqiao couldn't tell whether there was anyone else in Zhang Jue's room.

"Are you busy?" Chen Boqiao held the mobile phone in one hand, and straightened the steel ring on the key bit by bit with the other, "I don't know how to fire."

"What are you going to do?" Zhang Jue asked.

"I want to warm up a piece of bread," Chen Boqiao said casually, pressing the steel bar against the right angle of the wall and buckling it into two sections, "I'm hungry."

Zhang Jue took two breaths quietly, and told Chen Boqiao, "Use the oven, preheat it first."

"What is preheating?" Chen Boqiao asked again.

"...you adjust the temperature to 180 degrees," Zhang Jue said slowly, "then turn on the oven and wait for 10 minutes."

"Understood," Chen Boqiao said, "thank you."

"Is there anything else?" Zhang Jue asked again.

"No more, are you still busy?" Chen Boqiao lowered his head, put away his hands, and asked Zhang Jue, "Is it work?"

Zhang Jue paused for a while, then gave a soft "hmm".Chen Boqiao said "don't disturb me" and hung up the phone.

Chen Boqiao stood at the corner for a while, then walked slowly to the door of the room.He easily opened the door with steel bars.There is a very narrow entrance behind the door, and a sweet smell that cannot be ignored emerges from it.

The pheromone scent of an omega in heat.

Chen Boqiao had received special training and was very resistant to omega pheromones, but this time the smell was a bit special, including the bitter apricot smell he had smelled on an alpha, and the smell of smoke.

He closed the door softly, walked forward, and entered the room.

There is no one else on the bed, only Zhang Jue.

There was a slight vibration in the air, Zhang Jue was half lying down, a soft blanket was placed between his legs, his face was slightly red, his legs were curled up, his knees and ankles were blushing.

Zhang Jue raised his right hand, with his wrist pressed against his cheek, a cigarette between his index finger and middle finger, a long section of ash accumulated, tremblingly connected to the unburned cigarette, the phone fell beside the pillow, and the screen Darkly.

Seeing Chen Boqiao coming in, Zhang Jue didn't react. He stared blankly at Chen Boqiao's direction, took a breath of cigarette, a few wisps of smoke drifted from his red lips, and soon dissipated.