When the tragic scene of the college student jumping to death published in the newspaper flashed before his eyes, Wei Qing felt a chill in his heart, straightened up suddenly, quickly took the mobile phone from the table, and dialed a series of numbers familiarly.
"Beep beep beep..."
"Hello? Who is it?"
"Why did it take so long to answer the phone!" Wei Qing yelled.
"Ah, cousin?" Wei Yuan plucked his trembling ears and yawned, "Why did you think of calling me in the middle of the night?"
"Where is Yan Chuyang? Let him get up to answer the phone." Wei Qing knew that Yan Chuyang and Wei Yuan lived in the same dormitory.
"Chuyang?" Wei Yuan shouted in surprise, "Isn't Chuyang at your place? You two don't live together?"
Wei Qing's fingertips felt cold, Yan Chuyang didn't go back to the school dormitory? !
"Brother?" Wei Yuan said anxiously on the other end of the phone: "What happened? Isn't Yan Chuyang by your side? It's two o'clock in the morning."
Wei Qing lifted the quilt, put on his shoes in a hurry, and calmly said, "It's okay, he said in the morning that he was going back to school, but I fell asleep and thought he was going back to school."
"Ah, where is Chuyang now? Is he by your side?"
Wei Qing didn't have time to talk to him about this, so he just said "I'm hanging up." He hurriedly pressed the hang up button, took a few strides to open the bedroom door and walked out.
He had to go to the small house that Yan Chuyang rented, and if he wasn't there, he had to call the police.
But just as he opened the living room door with a heavy heart, a round object hit his feet.
"Ah!" Yan Chuyang let out a miserable cry, holding on to the ground and shouting, "My ass."
Wei Qing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, then bent down angrily and dragged him up, saying aggressively: "I told you to go back to your dormitory, what are you doing here?!"
Yan Chuyang rubbed his butt that was broken in half, frowned and said, "I want to go back to school too, but the dormitory has already closed."
"Didn't you still rent a small house?"
"After I lived in your house, I returned the house, and the keys were taken back by the owner."
"Then we can't find a hotel?"
"I didn't have an ID card, and I didn't have any money with me."
Seeing the boy's red eyes, Wei Qing loosened his grip on his collar: "Why are the eyes so red?"
"I don't know." Yan Chuyang shook his head, "I've been dizzy since squatting at the door."
The man raised his hand and touched his forehead, and when he touched the hot skin, his expression tightened and he said, "You have a fever."
"Really?" Yan Chuyang raised his hand to touch it himself, and murmured, "It's okay, it's just a little dizzy."
But as soon as he finished speaking, the boy's knees suddenly gave way, and he fell straight down. Wei Qing quickly hugged him, grabbed his shoulders and pushed him into the room, while supporting him, he cursed: "Burn!" deserve death!"
After eating half a bucket of ice cream, and squatting in the cold wind for four or five hours in the middle of the night, it would be a miracle if you don't have a fever!
Yan Chuyang leaned weakly on the back of the sofa chair, looked at the "white and black" that Wei Qing brought over, and said, "Does this work? I feel very uncomfortable right now, my throat is like smoke."
Wei Qing snapped a black tablet and handed it to him, "You only have a fever now, and you don't have any other cold symptoms. It shouldn't be serious, just let the fever subside."
Yan Chuyang took the water he handed over, raised his head and drank the medicine, touched his throat in surprise and said, "I think you know a lot, didn't you learn design? Why do you know how to see a doctor?"
Wei Qing sneered, "I left home and boarded at school when I was very young. No one cares about me, no one asks me. If I don't go to snacks and learn something, I won't be able to survive."
Yan Chuyang looked at him distressedly, and whispered: "It's okay, it's over, and I will protect you in the future."
Wei Qing didn't hear what he said at all. Seeing that the boy's shoulders were still shaking, he got up again and took a blanket to cover him: "Be patient, the fever will subside and you will be comfortable."
Yan Chuyang nodded, wrapped the blanket around his body and said, "What are you doing when you go out in the middle of the night? Are you looking for me?"
Wei Qing's expression changed: "Why are you looking for you? Are you mad at me?"
Yan Chuyang stretched out his hand from the blanket, tugged at the corner of the man's clothes and said seriously: "I was wrong, I apologize to you, sincerely."
Wei Qing snorted, shook off his hand, folded his arms around his chest: "What's wrong?"
Yan Chuyang said seriously, "I shouldn't have put beef in instant noodles, I shouldn't have eaten up your ice cream, and I shouldn't have entered your room without permission."
It’s okay if you don’t mention it, but when you mention it, Wei Qing thinks of his top-quality beef again, his face turns blue with anger, and he said in a cold voice
"No matter what you do, you should inform me in advance. To put it bluntly, our relationship is not real after all. We are just partners. If we do business with each other, we should do it..." Wei Qing stared The eyes of the person in front of him became smaller and smaller, and finally stopped and said, "Can you stop looking at me like that?"
The boy's transparent pupils were constantly swaying, and the dark eyeballs seemed to be soaked with a layer of water. He was staring at people with such innocence that people couldn't help but scold him.
"I'm fine." Yan Chuyang coughed weakly, continued to stare at people with those pitiful eyes, and said obediently while staring, "You can scold, as long as you relieve your anger, I don't care."
I go!
Wei Qing spat in his heart, how could he scold him? He was so good that he almost put his face under his palm, how could he have the nerve to say more.
"Don't take this as an example." Wei Qing said coldly, "This time, both of us will take a step back."
"You forgive me?" Yan Chuyang's eyes sparkled.
"Yeah." Wei Qing lowered his eyes, avoiding the boy's too bright eyes and said: "This time is a lesson, I hope you can recognize your identity clearly when you get along again in the future."
Yan Chuyang breathed a little sigh of relief in his heart, ah, it's okay, it's thanks to his smartness, he knew how to put it to death before saying this.
If Wei Qing rushed away, and he walked away dejectedly, then all his plans to get close to Wei Qing would be in vain.
Fortunately, Wei Qing was kind-hearted in the first place, so he couldn't stand it with such a cruel trick.