Kuaichuanzhi and Zha Gong are in deep love

April 2016, 5, evening.

When Jian Shou woke up, he knew he was not at home. There was a warm-colored chandelier on the ceiling above the bed, but here there was only one bright white tube.

"woke up?"

Deep voice, familiar taste.

Jian Shou turned his head belatedly, only to discover the existence of Qiao Anshan.

Qiao Anshan got up from the chair, raised the height of the hospital bed a little, and supported Jian Shou to put another pillow on the back of his head.

The touch under the clothes is very harsh, Jian Shou has lost weight again, and it seems that he has not grown any flesh since he was with him.

"Shouldn't you still be at work?" Qiao Anshan always said recently that he was very busy and couldn't get home.

"Well, I'm on leave." Qiao Anshan handed him a cup of hot water, watched him drink it, and his dry and chapped lips finally became moist.

"I'm sorry." I couldn't take good care of you and spend more time with you.

He even still has lingering fears. When he came home from overtime work and saw Jian Shou stuck in bed, his face flushed with fever, his lips pale and completely unconscious, he was so panic-stricken.

Jian Shou was surprised, and put his eyes lightly on him.

The man was still wearing his work suit, which was slightly wrinkled after running around. The bloodshot eyes and black eyes all showed his exhaustion.

So he shook his head: "I didn't close the window before going to bed. Are you tired? Go home and sleep for a while."

Qiao Anshan looked at him for a long time without saying a word, the expression in his eyes changed again and again, and finally he said: "Well, I'm very tired."

It seems to be telling Jian Shou that he is not just tired today, but that he has been tired all the time since he was with him.

Jian Shou's heart was cold, and he suppressed the urge to smile wryly, who said he wasn't tired?Who is not tired?He could only say, "Then you go home first."

Qiao Anshan sat straight on the hospital bed, curled up his slender legs and slipped into Jian Shou's bed, hugging the fresh and warm Jian Shou to his full arms.

Jian Shou froze for a moment, then relaxed, but didn't want to move.

Qiao Anshan rested his chin on Jian Shou's forehead, kissed his hair with his lips calmly, and softened his voice: "I will accompany you, and then we will go home together."

Jian Shou smelled the very familiar smell on the man, and suddenly his eyes became hot, and he said, "Okay."

This person is always like this, and the occasional sudden tenderness makes him reluctant to let him go.

Leave each other and torture each other.

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It is said that Qiao Anshan and Bai Miaomiao were together as early as the beginning of September 2011.

But it was only rumored in the school, and only Bai Miaomiao knew that the two of them were at most in an ambiguous stage.

Although Bai Miaomiao is not considered pampered, she is also sought after everywhere. In Qiao Anshan's case, if he is more courageous than frustrated, it is better to say that he is unwilling.

She was a little careful, and some innocuous tricks were used just right.

At least now she has been able to ask Joan Anshan out to read books together.

The athletic boy has a quiet and serious side, with drooping eyelids and eyes falling on the pages of the book, with long and dense eyelashes trembling from time to time, inexplicably gentle and unbelievably gentle.

Bai Miaomiao propped her chin with her hands, her lips were tightly pressed but she couldn't hide the corners of her mouth that were still upturned.

The cloudy sky approached lightly, elongated raindrops pattered on the transparent window, and a hazy scene was reflected behind the two of them.

Qiao Anshan raised his head suddenly, and looked at Bai Miaomiao in mid-air. There was no embarrassment or emotion in his calm eyes.

Seeing him get up to return the book, Bai Miaomiao recovered and chased after him: "I don't even have an umbrella, why don't we leave after the rain stops?"

Qiao Anshan shrugged and said, "You can wait for the rain to stop before leaving." The rain probably won't stop for a while.

The tone was not polite, Bai Miaomiao gritted her teeth and followed out.

Jian Shou came to the library to return the books. Holding an umbrella, he saw Qiao Anshan and Bai Miaomiao walking into the rain.

The rain was thin and dense, and soon soaked the boy's hair and shoulders. The girl hunched over and hid behind the boy, looking like she was hiding from the rain.

Jian Shou was isolated in a world under an umbrella, even though he wasn't exposed to the rain, he still felt cold.

Perhaps it was the edge of the umbrella that blocked his view. Joan Anshan didn't stop for half a second when he passed by. His shoes stepped into the stagnant water, causing a splash of water, and the sound became farther and farther away.

Bai Miaomiao walked over and remembered that the person looked familiar just now, isn't this Qiao Anshan's roommate!

So he ran back again, his smile full of coquettishness: "Jian Shou, you are going to the library to read, can you lend us your umbrella first? We want to go out for dinner~"

Girls know how to use their own advantages, how can they refuse such a beautiful and cute request?

Jian Shou smiled at her, and passed the umbrella over, he didn't want anyone to see his reluctance, that would be too stingy.

Bai Miaomiao said thank you happily, and then chased after Qiao Anshan.

Jian Shou couldn't hold back and turned his head to look. The girl jumped to the boy's side, holding the umbrella up high and looking a little hard. Then Qiao Anshan took the handle of the umbrella naturally and leaned towards Bai Miaomiao.

The book and the person were exposed in the rain, and Jian Shou clasped his fingers tightly on the page, feeling that the two people's backs matched each other so much that he wanted to cry.

A hoarse "hum" came out of his throat, why should a single dog deserve to be abused.

We can't return the wet book, or wait until it dries without any traces, or you have to buy an identical copy.

Jian Shou stood there in a daze, then shivered from the cold.

I don't know if it's because of his poor physique, but Jian Shou has a cold and fever at every turn. When Huang Shan called him, he was lying in the dormitory drowsy.

His cheeks were flushed red, and even the breath from his nostrils was hot.

Huang Shan's excuse for pulling him out every time was to give Qiao Anshan and Bai Miaomiao an assist, and most of the time he would agree because of selfishness.

Then, as if masochistic, secretly watched the two of them fall in love and quietly gave them an assist.

Jian Shou groped for a long time, closed his eyes and took out the phone from under the pillow, and coughed twice: "Hello..."

Huang Shan wanted to ask him out for dinner, and her tone was cheerful: "Ah Shou, let's go to Lanshanke! It's that Chinese restaurant, Bai Miaomiao and the others are also..."

Jian Shou couldn't help but interrupted: "Shanshan... I'm a little sleepy, I don't really want to go..."

Huang Shan was stunned for a moment, obviously she didn't expect to be rejected, but soon after thinking about it, she realized something was wrong: "Why are you sleepy? Are you feeling uncomfortable, Xiao Shou?"

Jian Shou said "um" carefully: "I seem to have a bit of a cold..."

The voice sounded extremely weak, and Huang Shan suddenly became serious: "This throat must be a cold! Are you in the dormitory, have you taken any medicine?"

Jian Shou's reaction slowed down, and he thought about it seriously, and then said honestly: "There is no medicine in the dormitory..."

Wang Shan suddenly became a little angry: "If I don't call you today, will you be on the bed to fend for yourself!"

Jian Shou wanted to say that it wasn't such an exaggeration, that other people would come back at night, so he wouldn't be so miserable.

But Huang Shan made arrangements in a crackling way: "You leave me a door first, then go to bed and cover yourself with the quilt, wait for me for 10 minutes, and come up to you after buying medicine and meals."

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Jian Shou sighed, then obediently got up and locked the door, pulled the quilt beside the bed and wrapped himself in it.

Both hands and feet are shrunk under the quilt, even the tip of the chin is sunk in the quilt, the exposed head is hairy, a face is flushed, innocent and tired expression looks pitiful and cute.

When Huang Shan came over, she saw Jian Shou like this, and suddenly her mother's love overflowed, and her temper caused by worry disappeared in an instant.

Turn on the water boil button of the water dispenser and take out the thermometer from the medicine bag.

Jian Shou slept very unsteadily, Huang Shan gently pushed him twice and then woke up, his eyes were physiologically red, foggy when looking at people.

Huang Shan touched his hot forehead, and handed the thermometer to his mouth: "Hold this in your mouth and see how many degrees it is."

——38.7 degrees

Huang Shan frowned: "No, what did you do? Why did you have a fever?"

Jian Shou blinked his eyes in confusion: "Probably because of the rain..." This is too weak, and he doesn't want to admit it.

Huang Shan lifted the quilt as soon as she heard it, and touched the clothes, and it was still half-dry with moisture: "My God, if it's raining, you don't know how to open an umbrella, and you don't know how to change your clothes when they're wet! "

Pulling Jian Shou up again: "Take it off, which one is your closet?"

Jian Shou seemed a little embarrassed, he pointed at the closet with his finger, and then lifted the quilt to take off his clothes.

It was inconvenient to take off the clothes, and she shrugged and shrugged like a cute little animal. Huang Shan, who found the clothes, laughed when she saw it.

With a hint of teasing, he tore off Jian Shou's quilt: "What are you doing hiding? Is there anything I can't see!"

Jian Shou, who was suddenly exposed, only had a pair of panties left all over his body, his limbs curled up cutely, and his skin was fairer and more delicate than a girl's. more and more red.

"Boom!" was the sound of the door panel slamming hard on the door frame.

Interrupting Huang Shan's daze, Jian Shou reflexively looked towards the door, and Qiao Anshan stood there looking at them with a gloomy expression.

The left hand holding the umbrella was tight and tight, and the rain dripped down the tip of the umbrella.

One drop, two drops... soaked a slice.