When Shang Muxiao's flash delivery arrived, another half an hour had passed, and it was still the last time the roast meat shop ordered claypot rice. It's a pity that it's a little cold, and I don't have any appetite. I feel tired after eating a little, so I just put it down and go to bed.
After an afternoon of rest, the heat did not subside, but it did not increase, but the soreness on the body was really annoying, making people toss and turn, and couldn't sleep well.
I don't know if I can get better tomorrow, or I have to ask for leave, it will be very troublesome.
Coinciding with the end of the term, everyone is very busy, it would be too bad if everyone's work was delayed because of me...
After falling asleep intermittently, I vaguely heard the sound of someone opening the door outside.
I struggled to wake up, but my body was soft and wet, and I didn't even have the strength to get up and turn on the light. Listening carefully again, the sound outside is gone, and I don't know if it's a dream or a hallucination.
My eyelids were heavy, I closed my eyes, and gradually fell asleep again. Suddenly, a cold wind rushed into the bedroom, I shivered, opened my eyes, and found a vague tall figure standing outside the door.
"Teacher, you went to bed at nine o'clock? It's too early."
The lights in the room suddenly turned on along with Shang Muxiao's voice, which made me feel very uncomfortable, so I frowned and buried my face in the quilt.
"Today, I'm so tired today..." I said in a hoarse voice.
Shang Muxiao was silent for a moment, then walked to the bed and squeezed his hand through the gap.
His hands were cold outside, and they would feel a little cold in normal times, but today was just right, so people couldn't help but stick them to cool down the brain that was about to burn out.
Across the quilt, he seemed to hear Shang Muxiao's heavy "tsk" sound. I shuddered subconsciously, not daring to rub against it again.
"You have a fever, do you know?" The comfortable temperature on his forehead left, and in the next moment, the quilt was pulled away forcefully.
I squinted my eyes, slowly adapted to the light, stroked my forehead and said, "I know, it's just a low-grade fever, just take a nap, no big problem."
Shang Muxiao looked at me for a while, then turned to leave, and came back after a few minutes, holding a cup of warm water in his hand.
He helped me up and gave me water. I took two sips and didn't want to drink any more, so I turned my face away.
"Your lips are so dry, and you're sweating so much, why don't you drink more?" He brushed my forehead, and his fingertips left a numb trace on the side of my face.
I suppressed the urge to tremble and shook my head: "No, I'm not thirsty."
Not being thirsty is fake, but the thought that I might not have the strength to do it on my own makes me rather dry.
"Why do you have a fever all of a sudden?" Shang Muxiao rubbed the end of my eyes and said thoughtfully, "Yesterday was obviously fine."
I froze, lowered my eyes, tightened my fingertips slightly, grabbed the quilt, and didn't know how to speak.
I can frankly admit in front of everyone that I have no sexual function, but I can't say to Shang Muxiao without any hesitation: "Because you hurt me."
Terrible. After reason no longer dominates the body, every minute becomes uncontrollable.
"Has the matter on your sister's side been resolved?" I changed the subject.
"Oh, she changed the light bulb by herself, fell off the ladder and sprained her foot." Shang Muxiao said, "I accompanied her to the hospital for an examination, and she was fine."
It was really dangerous. Fortunately, I didn't fall on my head, and my foot was just sprained. It was a fortune among misfortunes.
"It's fine." I lay down again, probably because of the water, I didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore. I couldn't sleep for a while, so I wanted to talk to Shang Muxiao.
"She also has a boyfriend anyway, but instead of looking for a boyfriend when she was injured, she came to me. I asked her why the surnamed Yang didn't accompany her, and she said she didn't want the other party to worry." Shang Muxiao sneered coldly, "What's the use of him then?"
Yang Haiyang should still be working in the store at the moment. His convenience store is inseparable from people 24 hours a day. With him, there are three store clerks on shifts. Shang Yunrou asked her younger brother for help at the first time. Maybe she didn't want to disturb her boyfriend's work. Bar.
I didn't want to speak for Yang Haiyang openly, so I said, "You're fine anyway."
"Who said I didn't..." The voice he raised suddenly stopped, as if he finally understood something, and suddenly realized, "Ah, is it because of me?"
The topic changed so quickly that I couldn't keep up with his thoughts.
He didn't need my answer either, he continued the words himself: "Did you have a fever because I injured you yesterday?"
His expression was puzzled with a little shock, as if he couldn't believe that a man could be so vulnerable.
I was stunned for a moment, pursed my lips twice, staggered my eyes and said, "No..."
Shang Muxiao squeezed my chin and forced me to face him.
"Teacher, you won't lie at all."
I felt a little embarrassed after the lie was exposed, and I said with a guilty conscience, "It's alright, just get some sleep."
I don't want him to think I'm "troublesome", an untouchable glass doll. After all, I was already very troublesome, and if I got into trouble again, few people would be able to bear it.
"Have you been on medication?"
Shang Muxiao was not satisfied with my answer, and frowned to lift my quilt. Naturally, I refused to let him lift it and started a fight with him. In the end, because of lack of energy, I was out of breath and was defeated. He pressed him on the bed and pulled off his pants.
Yesterday everything happened in the dark, and I could still fool myself and tell myself he didn't see anything.
The lights are so bright these days that I can see clearly as long as I'm not blind. No matter how good I don't want to deceive myself, I can only bury my face in the pillow, grab the sheet under my palms with both hands, and tremble in shame.
"Shang Muxiao!" As soon as I got excited, my head became even more dizzy, and I felt like the world was spinning when I closed my eyes.
"Okay, okay, don't look at it." He kissed my auricle from behind and pulled the quilt on for me.
I ignored him and buried my face in the pillow.
He got up and walked out, and soon, I heard the sound of the door opening and closing outside.
The room was silent again, I raised my head and looked at the door, the door was half open, obviously Shang Muxiao had left.
What... it's gone
Bit by bit, there was bitterness in my heart, mixed with the pain caused by the fever, and the energy was so violent that it made my nose feel faintly sour.
He fell back on the bed again, and left as soon as he thought about it. He would get sick when he was with me, but he would get sick when he wasn't there. In the past, he could be alone, and now I can be alone.
I thought about it, but when the loneliness I had long been accustomed to hit like a tide, I still couldn't breathe.
I haven't been sick for so long that I've forgotten about it. It's hard to endure loneliness when I'm sick.
Ironically, my tolerance for loneliness was mostly cultivated on the hospital bed.
While thinking wildly, I almost made a mental construction for myself, and suddenly there was the sound of the door opening again.
I turned around and stared at the half-open bedroom door without blinking.
Shang Muxiao appeared outside the door shortly after, holding a small bag in his hand, panting for breath, and the tips of his ears were frozen red.
"The clerk said that applying this is useful and can promote wound healing." He walked to the bed with the bag, sat down, took out something and began to unpack it.
The dark tide receded, and the whole house became bright and warm again.
In just a few months, I changed from a person who enjoys loneliness to a person who fears loneliness.
Love is so beautiful and so terrible. It made me no longer me, made me a new me, a strange me.
"I thought you were gone..." I sat up, and because it was too unexpected, I said what was on my mind.
As he unfolded the manual, he distracted and replied, "I'm not the same as the one with the surname Yang."
I reacted for a while before using my sluggish brain to figure out why the surnamed Yang appeared in the conversation and who the surnamed Yang was.
"Okay, lie down, and I'll give you the medicine." After reading the instructions, he took out the disposable gloves from the bag and put them on, raised his chin toward me and said.
I didn't move, I spread out my hand at him: "Give it to me, I'll do it myself."
He pointedly glanced at my lower body: "I have seen it just now, what is there to be shy about?"
I lowered my eyes and let him out.
He refused at first, but after seeing my serious expression, he stood up amusingly and handed the ointment and gloves into my hands.
"Teacher, I'll be gentler next time." Before leaving, he rubbed the back of his hand against my cheek and said, "Let me do it with your expression."
If you can see the expression, it means that there is at least light, there is light... It is either daytime or the light is on.
It's really embarrassing me...
It was quite laborious to apply the medicine, and the feeling of exhaustion increased exponentially. After taking off my gloves and throwing them into the trash, I rushed out the door and said, "Okay, come in."
Shang Muxiao seemed to have been impatiently waiting for a long time. Before he finished speaking, he pushed open the door with a palm, leaning on the door frame and said, "I see you haven't eaten a few mouthfuls of food, are you hungry?"
I shook my head, patted the position beside the bed, and said, "Come here and sleep with me."
He smiled and got on the bed obediently, without taking off his clothes or covering the quilt, just laying beside me with his head propped up and patted my chest with one hand through the quilt.
"Do you want to hear me sing?"
I closed my eyes and leaned beside him.
"want."
"How about "Little Star"?"
I smiled: "Okay."
The soothing version of "Little Star" rang next to itself, accompanying me to sleep. This time, there were no nightmares or pain, and I slept until dawn.
When I woke up again, the fever had subsided, and although the bones were still a little crisp, my spirit was much better.
Shang Muxiao maintained his bedtime posture, leaning sideways next to me, and when I moved, he also woke up.
"What time is it?" he asked, rubbing his eyes.
"Eight o'clock." I glanced at my phone and said.
He reached out to check my temperature and compared it with his own. "It doesn't seem to be burning anymore, but I don't know if it will happen again. Why don't you ask for leave today and don't go to school."
He rubbed his neck and sat up, raised his head and slackened his waist, looking at how uncomfortable he slept yesterday.
"No, there is a teaching and research meeting today." And it is the teaching and research meeting of the entire department, so it is not good to be absent.
Shang Muxiao shrugged, not reluctantly: "Okay, then you remember not to be too tired, and don't catch a cold."
After washing and eating a simple delivery breakfast, I went out with Shang Muxiao.
When I picked up the car, I found that he did not drive the blue and white heavy machine this time, but drove the black Hummer that I had a relationship with before, and asked casually, "Where's your locomotive?"
Shang Muxiao opened the car door and answered casually: "For Zhou Yanyi."
As for why it was given to Zhou Yanyi, whether it was a loan, a gift, or something else, the time was limited, so I didn't ask any further questions. After I got to school, I quickly forgot about it.