Sensing that the rain on his hands had wet his hair, Xiang Huaizhi put away his hands, lowered his eyes and waited quietly for him to answer.
Holding the doorknob, Jing Huan finally found his voice and asked in his broken gong voice, "Brother... How did you know I live here?"
Xiang Huaizhi said, "Lu Hang said it."
In fact, Xiang Huaizhi had specially observed it when the two returned together before. After Jing Huan walked into the building, within a few minutes, the lights on this floor would come on.
However, this seems to be a bit of a twist.
So simply push it all to Lu Hang.
Jing Huan said "Oh".
Xiang Huaizhi handed him the gift box.
Jing Huan took it in a panic, without looking at it, he said hastily, "Thank you."
Grass.
What is this for!
Say goodbye to my illness before I surrender! Why are you coming to arrest people now! ! !
Jing Huan swallowed and swallowed, the tingling pain in his throat made him completely awake.
Xiang Huaizhi glanced at the slightly opened door, and then shook the bag in his hand.
I don't know why this person didn't show up with him when he noticed it, and Xiang Huaizhi simply acted with him.
He said: "Lu Hang has a fever, so I bought him some antipyretics along the way. Since you are also ill, I will give it to you first."
"… "
Have a fever.
Didn't you just happily download this book with me!
Knowing that this was the medicine specially sent to him by Xiang Huaizhi, Jing Huan took it with a bit of a scalp: "Then how embarrassing, thank you."
Jing Huan, you must calm down.
you do not know any think.
As long as your acting is good enough, Xiang Huaizhi's fist can't reach you.
Xiang Huaizhi was wearing a dark green coat, which became darker because of the rain.
After knowing that she was ill, Jing Huan closed the window and pulled the curtains again, unaware that it was raining outside.
"Are you in the rain?" Jing Huan said, "Don't you bring an umbrella?"
His original intention was to borrow an umbrella from Xiang Huai.
But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.
"Well," Xiang Huaizhi said, "I can borrow a place to hide from the rain?"
Jing Huan: "… "
Gan! ! !
For a moment, Jing Huan had goosebumps—
How to do.
What should I do if the game client is open on my computer.
How the fuck do I want to act.
This is the Oscar winner, and he can't play it! ! !
Say no.
Just drive people away!
Let's just say he's sick now! Said the room was so dirty that no one could see it! It is inconvenient to say that he is living with someone else!
Xiang Huaizhi asked, "Is it alright?"
"..." Jing Huan's heart was pounding, his face remained calm, and then he slowly opened the door as if he was lifting a coffin for himself, "Yes, of course."
When Xiang Huaiyi stepped in, he saw a shoe rack as high as half his waist. Each floor was filled with sneakers, and both of them were expensive.
Men are naturally more sloppy than girls, and on the ground in front of the entrance, there are a few pairs that cannot be put down, and they are put aside crookedly.
Although it looks messy, there is no odor in the air.
Jing Huan wanted to get a pair of slippers for Xiang Huaizhi, and after looking down for a long time, he remembered that he only had a pair of slippers at home.
So he took off his shoes: "I have a pair of shoes, you can barely wear them."
"No, you can put it on yourself." Xiang Huaizhi kept his eyes on the shoe cabinet and asked casually, "Do you like sneakers?"
The answer came to his mouth, and was swallowed back by Jing Huan.
He stood there, his spine stiff.
Wait a minute…
Has he ever sketched out a poor girl character with his parents divorced and living in poverty? ?
Xiang Huaizhi looked at it for a while and understood.
The shoes placed at the top of the shoe cabinet are the most expensive, the cheap ones are at the bottom, and the ones placed outside are also more expensive and are often worn.
Jing Huan's ears were hot, and he said, "These are high imitations."
Xiang Huaizhi asked, "Aunt and uncle are willing to let you wear high imitations?"
"… "
He forgot that Xiang Huaizhi had met his parents.
Jing Huan felt a little colder.
I want to lie, but the more I say it, the more outrageous it is.
Xiang Huaizhi twitched the corners of his mouth invisibly, and stopped teasing him: "Go and take medicine first."
The pot of hot water that Jing Huan had boiled before was almost bottomed out. He poured a cup for Xiang Huaizhi, and walked out of the kitchen to take a look. Xiang Huaizhi was sitting on the sofa, his eyes on his computer screen.
Jing Huan almost couldn't hold the cup steady.
day.
Why did he rent this house without a bedroom for convenience
The house that Jing Huan rented only separated the toilet and kitchen. The bed, sofa, and table were all in the living room. It looked atmospheric and comfortable. It was the type of apartment he liked, and it was just right to live alone.
I regret it now, very much.
He forced himself to put the cup in front of Xiang Huai as if nothing had happened.
"You just got wet, drink something hot..."
"Are you still playing Nine Heroes?"
The air is quiet.
Jing Huan's breathing involuntarily quickened a few beats.
"Just playing casually." Jing Huan coughed a few times, picked up the medicine on the table, and forcibly changed the subject, "How many tablets do you take?"
Xiang Huaizhi retracted his gaze, took out a small rectangular box from the plastic bag, opened it and saw that it was an ear thermometer.
Jing Huan reached out to stop him: "No need to dismantle, this..." I have.
Jing Huan, what are you doing
Your thermometer can't measure your temperature! !
Xiang Huaizhi raised his eyes: "Huh?"
"This..." Thinking of the lie he told when he was in elementary school, Jing Huan took a deep breath, "I don't know how to use it."
Xiang Huaizhi didn't speak, he threw the manual aside, turned his head with the ear thermometer with earmuffs on, raised his hand and pinched Jing Huan's auricle.
The tips of her fingers were still cold, Jing Huan felt her ears numb, and subconsciously wanted to hide.
Xiang Huaizhi reached out and pressed his neck.
"Don't move." He held the ear thermometer, and after confirming that it could be used, he stuffed the front end into Jing Huan's ear.
Jing Huan was sitting on the sofa, suddenly not knowing where to put his hands and feet.
Jing Huan grew up. Although he was not a big brother, he was a little overlord. During the rebellious period, he did not provoke others, and others did not dare to provoke him. Whether it was a fight or a big test, he never panicked.
At this moment, he felt that his face could be used to fry an egg.
damn it.
Is this the price of lying!
I was wrong, I will never dare again.
The ear-warming needle may have been placed in his ear for ten seconds, or even shorter, but Jing Huan felt that it was longer than the hundred or so minutes in the college entrance examination.
Then I heard the calm voice of the people around me, and said in a low tone: "Thirty-eight degrees nine."
Jing Huan was surprised: "So tall?"
Xiang Huaizhi lowered his eyes.
Upon meeting his gaze, Jing Huan's pupils trembled, and he panicked.
"When I woke up, it wasn't even thirty-eight degrees," Jing Huan rolled his eyes, "really."
Xiang Huaizhi threw the earmuffs into the trash can and opened the medicine box.
"Two tablets at a time, take it when you have a fever." Xiang Huaizhi squeezed the medicine out of the package into a small box as he spoke.
"Take this twice a day, one tablet at a time, every day."
Jing Huan stared at his fingers, Xiang Huaizhi's hands were really beautiful, he and all men thought so. Long and straight.
"This..." Xiang Huaizhi looked at him, "Are you listening?"
Jing Huan returned to his senses: "Of course!"
It wasn't until he took the medicine that Jing Huan felt that his behavior just now was a little hypocritical.
Since he was sensible, he had never let anyone serve him to take medicine.
After watching him finish taking the medicine, Xiang Huaizhi took out a piece of paper and rubbed it on the broken hair on his forehead.
Only then did Jing Huan react: "I'll go get you a towel."
"No, it's almost done."
The rain was getting heavier outside, and the raindrops hit the glass, making a crunching sound.
Just as Jing Huan was about to say something, the phone on the table suddenly rang.
He unlocked it and saw that it was a WeChat call.
From Autumn Maple.
The two were startled, but Jing Huan responded very quickly this time, and hung up the phone with lightning speed.
Grass!
Is this the legend that kills me while I'm sick! ! !
Qiu Feng:
Qiu Feng: Did you get the takeaway? It's time to hang up, come back and hang up again.
In Nine Heroes, there is a round limit for hanging up. If you have more than 40 rounds, you have to click the hang up button again, otherwise the character will stay in place.
"Takeaway?" Xiang Huaizhi raised his eyebrows, looking very natural.
"Well, I called to buy medicine and run errands, but I haven't come yet..."
Jing Huan typed words against the scorching eyes on the right.
Xiaojing: You kick me out!
Qiu Feng: Ah, it's alright, how long do you have to wait? I'll be waiting for you, anyway, the ten minutes of wild monsters have been cleared, and they haven't refreshed yet.
Xiaojing: Don't wait for me!
Xiaojing: Just kicked me out!
I can't go back today!
Qiu Feng: what's wrong with you 0.0
Qiufeng: Don't worry, I just glanced at it, and I was longing for it to hang up in Penglai, I couldn't catch us [wink] [shy]
?
Hello? ?
Is there anything between us that needs to be caught by Xiang Huaizhi? ?
What do I have a grudge against you? You want to take revenge on me like this? ?
Jing Huan didn't even want to go back, so he directly locked the screen.
Xiang Huaizhi had a panoramic view of the content, and then asked, "What task are you doing?"
"..." Jing Huan turned the phone to mute, "I'm brushing wild pictures."
After finishing speaking, he added: "It's a group of people brushing, I can't catch the blame, I happened to see someone in the gang, so I got off the bus by the way."
Xiang Huaizhi asked, "Aren't you going to hang up the automatic again?"
Jing Huan shook his head: "Just hang up for forty rounds, it's too troublesome... And I'm going to rest in a while, so I won't brush for now."
The phone screen was always on, and it was full of Qiu Feng's news.
Qiu Feng: Just kidding haha.
Qiufeng: If you don't give me the number, I'll call it for you.
Qiu Feng: What materials do you want? I'll see if I have more.
I don't want anything.
roll!
Jing Huan couldn't help it anymore, and reached out and slammed the phone on the table.
Just as he was about to speak, the person beside him suddenly stood up.
"Although I haven't played for a long time, I can still hang up," Xiang Huaizhi said, "It's okay, you go to sleep, and I'll help you brush."
Jing Huan's eyes widened, subconsciously wanting to grab his sleeve to stop him, but he didn't.
Xiang Huaizhi had long legs and walked to the computer in two steps. He shook the mouse, and the computer's standby interface disappeared instantly.
Xiang Huaizhi held his mouse and skillfully turned on the on-hook mode: "Which girl do you play?"
Jing Huan: "… "
Jing Huan said tragically, "The equipment for the male account is expensive, and it is more economical to play the female account..."
Xiang Huaizhi looked down and suddenly said "oh" softly, "I'm still married."
Jing Huan frowned: "Well, just..."
He got stuck for a long time and couldn't think of a reasonable excuse.
So he struggled to get up and walked behind Xiang Huai: "I'll do it myself, don't bother you anymore."
At this time, Qiu Feng's voice came from the speaker.
Qiu Feng said "Huh": "Xiao Jingjing is back?"
Qiu Feng used a sound card, which is a standard scumbag male voice. The "Xiao Jingjing" that came out of his mouth and the one that came out of Lu Chuchu's mouth were completely different things.
Especially Jing Huan thinks it is uncomfortable to wear headphones today, so the effect of specially connected speakers is even more obvious.
Jing Huan's eyelids jumped slightly.
Just as he was about to say something, he saw Xiang Huaizhi suddenly press the F5 - the speak button in the game.
His scalp was numb, he bent down without even thinking about it, covered his microphone tightly, and blurted out, "Don't, brother..."
I turned on a 100% voice changer! ! !
I'm already shameless, I can't let you be ashamed too! ! !
Xiang Huaizhi stopped for a while and looked up at him.
Seeing him let go of F5, Jing Huan also sighed: "Brother, I'm Mai..."
Xiang Huaizhi asked, "Do you know your name is brother?"
Jing Huan: "… "
ah
and many more
I just called my brother? ?
Jing Huan was stunned for a moment and began to think slowly.
"I said I stuttered suddenly," he blinked. "Do you believe it?"
Xiang Huaizhi silently raised his eyebrows at him.
"That's fine." Jing Huan struggled to the death and gave up after two seconds.
He really can't act anymore.
"Go ahead," Xiang Huaizhi asked while holding the microphone stand, "What's wrong with this microphone?"
"Just, open, what?"
"Which what?"
Jing Huan said with difficulty, word by word, "Change... a sound device."
The room fell silent, only the sound of the computer's cooling, whining.
Jing Huan was about to burst into embarrassment.
But it was his own death, no one to blame. He swallowed and clenched the corners of his clothes: "I'm sorry, you... you beat me!"
Xiang Huaizhi was amused by his death-like appearance.
But he didn't show it on his face.
He pondered for a moment, moved the microphone away, got up and said, "Well, close your eyes."
Jing Huan's heart sank, and then he closed his eyes resignedly.
He gritted his teeth and waited for his fists. When it was pitch black, all his emotions rushed over him, embarrassment, panic, fear... and sadness.
He didn't even know what he was upset about.
It's not that he's afraid of being beaten, he just thinks that the person who wants to beat him is Xiang Huaizhi...
It just doesn't taste good.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, Jing Huan was a little irritable, like a knife on his head.
He couldn't help but want to open his eyes to take a look, but before he could lift his eyelids, a warmth covered his cheeks.
It was the palm of the boy's hand, brushing his face very lightly, with such force, let alone a beating, not even a pat - if I had to describe it, it would be better to say it was touching, or "stroking".
His dad used to touch his hair like this when he was a kid.
But he also felt that Xiang Huaizhi seemed to have a little more than his father's.
As for what was more, he could not say.
He only knew that his heart was beating like a drum at the moment, louder than the sound of rain outside, as if the whole world could hear it.
"Okay, open your eyes." Xiang Huaizhi said.
Jing Huan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were blank.
that's it
it's over
Jing Huan stood in disbelief, doubting that he was dreaming.
Xiang Huaizhi sat back in the chair. In the game, Qiu Feng was still sending a message in the chat box, asking Jing Huan if the microphone was closed, and why he kept silent.
Xiang Huaizhi glanced at the chat content and asked the people around him, "Can I leave the team, I don't want to see his nonsense."
Jing Huan was dragged back to his senses, and he responded without thinking, "Yes."
as long as you are happy.
You can let me open up to him.
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