You know to call your brother?

Noticing that his hair was wet from the rain on his hands, Huaizhi withdrew his hands and waited for him to answer with downcast eyes.

Jing Huan gripped the doorknob, managed to find his voice, and asked in his broken voice, "Brother ...... how do you know I live here?"

Say to Huaizhi, "Lu Hang said so."

In fact, when the two of them came back together, they made a special observation to Huaizhi. When Jing Huan entered the building, the lights on this floor would turn on within a few minutes.

But the whole thing seems a little sick to say.

So just put it all on Lu Hang.

Jing Huan let out an "oh".

Hand him the gift box from Huaizhi.

Jing Huan took it in a panic, not even looking at it, and said hastily, "Thank you."

Grass.

What's going on here?

I was promised that I would turn myself in when I got better! Why are you coming to my door to arrest me now!!!!

Jing Huan gulped, the stinging pain in his throat waking him up completely.

Glancing askance at the slightly drawn doorway to Huaizhi, he then shook the bag in his hand.

I don't know why this person didn't show up with him even though he realized it, so I decided to play along with Huaizhi.

He said, "Lu Hang has a fever, and I stopped by to buy him some fever-reducing medicine. Since you're sick too, I'll give it to you first."

"......"

Fever my ass.

I was just having fun with me in the next book!

Knowing that this was a special delivery of medicine to Huaizhi, Jing Huan took it with a stiff upper lip, "That's not very nice, thank you."

Jing Huan, you must be calm.

You don't know anything.

If you act well enough, Huaizhi's fists won't reach you.

Xiang Huaizhi is wearing a dark green coat, darkened by the rain.

After realizing she was sick, Jing Huan closed the windows and drew the curtains, not realizing it was raining outside.

"You got wet?" Jing Huan said, "Didn't you bring an umbrella?"

His intention was to borrow an umbrella from Huaizhi.

But before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted.

"Well," said to Huaizhi, "where can I hide from the rain?"

Jing Huan: "......"

KAM!!!

For a moment, Jing Huan had goose bumps--

What to do.

What about the game client that is open on my computer.

How the fuck am I supposed to act.

That's what an Oscar winning actor can't fucking act even if he came!!!!

Just say no.

Get rid of people straight away!

Just say he's too sick to be well right now! Say the room is too dirty to be seen! Say it's inconvenient for him to be living with someone else!

Ask Huaizhi: "Is it okay?"

"......" Jing Huan's heart thumped, keeping his face composed, then slowly pulling open the door to the room as if he were moving a coffin for himself, "Yes, of course."

As soon as he stepped inside, Huaizhi was greeted by shelves of shoes halfway up his waist, each tier of which was filled with sneakers, both of which cost a lot of money.

Guys are naturally sloppier than girls, and there are a few pairs that won't fit on the floor in front of the foyer, sitting crookedly to one side.

Although it looks cluttered, there is no odor in the air.

Jing Huan wanted to get a pair of slippers for Huaizhi, but after looking down, he remembered that he only had one pair of slippers at home.

So he took off his shoes, "I've got one pair of shoes here, you can barely wear them."

"No, you put them on yourself." Toward Huaizhi, with her eyes still on the shoe cabinet, she asks as if she's not thinking, "You like sneakers a lot?"

Jing Huan swallowed the words that came to his lips in reply.

He stood still, his back stiffening.

Later ......

Hasn't he sketched the poor teenage girl with divorced parents living in poverty persona before????

I looked at Huaizhi for a while, and saw that I understood.

The shoes that are at the top of the shoe cabinet are the most expensive, the cheaper ones are at the bottom, and the ones that are placed outside are also expensive and are worn often.

Jing Huan's ears burned as he squeezed out, "These are all high quality imitations."

To Huaizhi: "Do your aunts and uncles let you wear high-fashion clothes?"

"......"

He forgot to ask Huaizhi to meet his mom and dad.

Jing Huan felt himself cool a few more points.

Trying to tell a lie, but the more you say, the more outrageous it gets.

To Huaizhi, he pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, not continuing to tease him, "Go take your medicine first."

The pot of hot water Jing Huan had boiled earlier was almost at the bottom, so he poured a cup for Xiang Huaizhi and stepped out of the kitchen to see him sitting on the sofa with his eyes on his computer screen.

Jing Huan could barely hold the cup.

Day.

Why did he rent this house with no bedroom in the first place for convenience.

The house Jing Huan rented is only separated from the toilet and kitchen, the bed, sofa and table are in the living room, it looks atmospheric and comfortable, it is his favorite type of house, living alone is just right.

Now it's just regret, a lot of regret.

He forced himself to put the cup in front of Huaizhi as if nothing had happened.

"You just got caught in the rain, drink something hot ......"

"You're still playing Nine Men?"

The air was quiet.

Jing Huan's breathing involuntarily quickened a few beats.

"Just playing around." Jing Huan coughed violently a couple times, picking up the pills on the table haphazardly and forcing the conversation away, "How many of each of these do you take?"

Taking his eyes back toward Huaizhi, he took out a small rectangular box from a plastic bag and unwrapped it to see that it was an ear thermometer.

Jing Huan reached out to stop him, "There's no need to dismantle it, this ......" I have.

I've got it.

Jing Huan, what are you doing?

Your thermometer does not measure body temperature!

Raises his eyes to Huaizhi: "Huh?"

"This ......" Remembering the lie she told only in elementary school, Jing Huan took a deep breath, "I don't know how to use it."

Xiang Huaizhi didn't say anything as he tossed the instructions aside, turned his head with the ear thermometer with the ear cushion in place, and raised his hand to pinch Jing Huan's ear.

The tips of his fingers were still cold, and Jing Huan felt a numbness in his ears and subconsciously tried to hide.

Reach out to Huaizhi and squeeze his neck.

"Don't move." He took the earwarmer, made sure it worked, and shoved the front end into Jing Huan's ear.

Jing Huan sat on the sofa, suddenly not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

Jing Huan from childhood to adulthood, although it is not a big brother, but is also a bit of a little bully. When he was in his rebellious period, he didn't mess with others, and others didn't dare to mess with him. Whether it was a fight or a big test, he never panicked.

At this moment, he felt like he could take his face and fry an egg.

Fuck that.

Is this the price of lying!

I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again.

The earwarming needle may have been in his ear for only ten seconds, or even less, but Jing Huan felt it was longer than the hundred or so minutes of the college entrance exam.

Then I heard the man beside me read in a deep voice, with little tone, "Thirty-eight degrees nine."

Jing Huan was surprised, "That high?"

Lower your eyes to Huaizhi.

When he met the line of sight, Jing Huan's pupils quaked, and his heart was in a state of panic.

"It wasn't even thirty-eight degrees when I measured it when I woke up," Jing Huan rolled her eyes, "Really."

Toward Huaizhi, he threw the ear muffs into the trash can and opened the pill box.

"This is two tablets at a time, for fever." Xiang Huaizhi, his fingers long and slender, said as he squeezed the medicine from the package into the small box.

"Take this one capsule twice a day, every day."

Jing Huan stared at his fingers, Xiang Huaizhi's hands were really nice, he thought so even as a male. Long and straight.

"This ......" to Huaizhi looking at him askance, "are you listening?"

Jing Huan came back to his senses, "Of course!"

It wasn't until she'd taken the medicine that Jing Huan felt she'd acted a bit pretentious just now.

He's never had anyone wait on him for his medication since he's known.

As she watched him finish his medicine, she drew a piece of paper to Huaizhi and casually wiped it twice on her shaggy hair on her forehead.

Jing Huan now responded, "I'll get you a towel."

"No, it's pretty much dry already."

The rain was picking up outside, and the raindrops hit the glass with a fine crunch.

Jing Huan was just about to say something when the cell phone on the table suddenly rang.

He unlocked it to see that it was a WeChat call.

From Qiu Feng.

The two of them were stunned, and Jing Huan reacted extremely quickly this time, hanging up the phone in a swift manner.

Grass!

Is this the legendary "kill me while I'm sick"!!!!

Qiu Feng:?

Qiu Feng: Did you get the takeout? Hang up time is up, come back and hang up again.

There is a turn limit on hanging in Nine Heroes. If you go over forty turns, you have to tap the hang button again, or your character will stay put.

"Takeout?" Raising an eyebrow at Huaizhi, looking very natural.

"Well, I called for a drug run and it hasn't come in yet ......"

Jing Huan tapped the word against the burning gaze of his right side.

Jing Huan Yikes: You kicked me out!

Qiu Feng ：Ah, it's fine, how much longer do you need? I'll hang around and wait for you, anyway, the wild monsters have been cleared for the last ten minutes and haven't been refreshed yet.

Jing Huan yah: don't you wait for me!

Jing Huan 🙂 Yikes: straight up kicked my ass!

I can't go back today!

Qiu Feng: What's wrong with you 0.0

Qiu Feng ：Don't worry, I just looked and I see that the Heart's Desire is hanging out at Peng Lai, so they can't catch us [wink] [shy].

What's going on?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Hello?

Is there anything between us that we need to catch from Huaizhi?

What do I have against you that you want to get back at me like this?

Jing Huan didn't even want to reply and just locked the screen.

To Huaizhi, he took in the content and asked, "What task is being done?"

"......" Jing Huan put his cell phone on silent, "Brushing the wild map."

After saying that, he added, "It was a team of people brushing, I couldn't grab the monsters, and I just happened to see the gang, so I rubbed off."

Asked Huaizhi: "Not going to re-hang the auto?"

Jing Huan shook his head, "Hanging on for only forty rounds is too troublesome ...... And I'm going to take a break in a while, so I won't brush up first."

The screen of the cell phone stays on and is full of messages from Qiu Feng.

Qiu Feng: Just kidding haha.

Qiu Feng ：Why don't you throw me your number and I'll play it for you.

Qiu Feng ：What kind of material do you want? I'll see if I have more.

I don't want anything from the old man.

Roll!

Jing Huan couldn't hold back any longer, and reached out to snap his cell phone back onto the desktop.

He was about to speak when the man beside him stood up abruptly.

"I haven't played in a long time, but I still know how to hang out," Xiang Huaizhi said, "It's okay, go to sleep and I'll brush it for you."

Jing Huan opened his eyes wide and subconsciously tried to grab his sleeve to stop him, but failed.

Xiang Huaizhi long legs, two steps to the computer, he shook the mouse, the computer standby interface instantly disappeared.

Toward Huaizhi held his mouse and skillfully turned on the hang mode, "You play a female number?"

Jing Huan: "......"

Jing Huan said sadly: "Male equipment is expensive, it's more economical to play with a female number ......"

To Huaizhi sight down, suddenly softly "oh": "also married."

Jing Huan frowns, "Well, just ......"

He was stuck for half a day and couldn't come up with a plausible excuse.

So he struggled to get up and walked behind Xiang Huaizhi, "I'll do it myself, I won't bother you."

At that moment, Qiu Feng's voice came from the speaker.

Qiu Feng let out an "eep", "Jing Huan Jing is back?"

Qiu Feng used a sound card, and his voice was the standard Zha Nan sound. The "Jing Huan Jing" that came out of his mouth and the one that came out of Lu Long Long's mouth were two completely different things.

Especially Jing Huan today is too uncomfortable to wear headphones, specially connected to the speakers, the effect is even more obvious.

Jing Huan's eyelids fluttered very lightly.

He was about to say something when he saw Xiang Huaizhi suddenly press F5 - the talk button in the game.

His scalp tingled, and without thinking he bent over, covering his Mai Kefeng with death, and said offhandedly, "Don't, brother ......"

I have the voice changer on 100%!!!!

I'm already shameless, I can't let you follow suit!!!!

Huaizhi's movements stalled and he looked up at him.

Seeing him let go of F5, Jing Huan also followed and exhaled, "Brother, I this mai ......"

To Huaizhi: "Do you know how to call your brother?"

Jing Huan: "......"

Huh?

Wait a minute?

Did I just call my brother?

Jing Huan froze momentarily and began to think back slowly.

"Would you believe me when I say I'm suddenly stuttering a bit," he winked, "?"

Huaizhi raised a silent eyebrow at him.

"That's fine." Jing Huan gave up after only two seconds of dying.

He just couldn't act it out.

"Go on," Xiang Huaizhi asked, squeezing Mai Kefeng's brace, "what's wrong with this Mai."

"Just, open, that's what."

"Which what?"

Jing Huan said with difficulty, word for word, "Change ...... sounders."

The room fell into silence, the only sound left was the computer's cooling, whining.

Jing Huan is going to explode with embarrassment.

But this is his own death, no one to blame. He gulped and clutched the corner of his shirt, "I'm sorry, you ...... you beat me up!"

Huaizhi was amused by his look of death.

But he didn't show it on his face.

He mused for a moment, moved Mai Kefeng farther away, got up and said, "Well, you close your eyes."

Jing Huan's heart sank, then she closed her eyes in resignation.

He clenched his teeth and waited for his fist, all the emotions swarming in front of him as it went black; embarrassment, panic, fear ...... and sadness.

He didn't know what he was upset about.

It's not that I'm afraid of getting beaten up, but just think about it, the person who's going to beat him up is going to Huaizhi ......

It's just not a good feeling.

Waiting for about ten seconds and still no movement, Jing Huan waited a little annoyed, like a knife in his head, to fall, not to fall, it is very difficult.

He couldn't help but try to open his eyes to see, and before he could lift his eyelids, a warmth covered his cheeks.

It was the palm of a boy's hand that brushed his face very, very gently, with a force that was not even a slap, not to mention a punch - it was more like a touch, or a "caress", if you really want to describe it.

His dad used to touch his hair like that when he was a kid.

But then again, he felt as if there was a little more to this one to Huaizhi than to his father's.

As for what was more, he couldn't say.

All he knew was that his heart was beating like a drum at the moment, louder than the rain outside, as if the whole world could hear it.

"Okay, open your eyes." Said Huaizhi.

Jing Huan opened his eyes slowly, his eyes blank.

That's it?

That's it?

Jing Huan stood incredulously in place, somewhat doubting that he was dreaming.

To Huaizhi sat back in his chair, in the game, Qiu Feng was still sending messages in the chat box, asking Jing Huan if he had closed his mic and why he hadn't said anything.

Scanning the chat to Huaizhi, he asked the person next to him, "Can we leave the team, don't want to see him crap."

Jing Huan was dragged back to his senses and responded without thinking, "Yes."

As long as you're happy.

I'll drive red at him if you let me.