Jiang Wen had a slight fever and slept until the afternoon. The heating was high and he was sweating all over.
The room was quiet, and there was a gentle touch on his face. He struggled to open his eyes, the curtains were closed, and the light was very dim. After a moment of confusion, Jiang Wen recognized that the shadow in front of the bed was Jiang Yurou.
He sat up a little, and asked in a tired and hoarse voice: "How did you get here?"
"Aunt Cai brought me here."
"Is the make-up class finished?"
Jiang Yurou struggled to climb onto her brother's bed and threw herself on his legs. "I've finished it a long time ago! We should all be getting ready for dinner now."
Her legs were not very convenient, so Jiang Wen moved to the side and steadied her shoulders, "Where is that sister?"
"Tutor sister?"
Jiang Wen hummed and turned on the bedside lamp. His lips were covered with dry dead skin, and he rubbed them with the back of his hand.
I picked up the cup to drink water and heard Jiang Yurou say, "My sister has gone home."
"When did you come back?" Jiang Wen moved his mouth slightly away from the rim of the cup.
"just."
Jiang Wen's throat moved, and he tilted his head back to continue drinking small sips of water to moisten his throat.
Jiang Yurou propped her chin with both hands and looked at him, "Brother, I'll ask for you."
"What do you want to ask?"
"Ask the tutor who is more handsome, you or cousin Jing!"
Swallowing the water, Jiang Wen pretended to be casual: "Oh, what did she say."
Jiang Yurou thought for a moment and said, "Sister said she would personally send you a WeChat message to let you know the answer."
"Tell me?" Jiang Wen coughed, put down the cup, and asked her anxiously: "You told her that I asked you to ask?!"
Jiang Yurou nodded, her big eyes flickering, not feeling anything was wrong at all, "Yes."
"... ..."
Jiang Wenmo closed his eyes, then opened them again, trying his best to calm himself down.
Aunt Cai's voice came from the door: "Did Xiaorou wake up her brother? It's time to eat."
Jiang Yurou responded: "Brother is awake."
Jiang Wen felt his head start to hurt again. He rubbed his forehead and said, "Aunt Cai, take her out first. I'll change my clothes and go downstairs."
After everyone left, Jiang Wen threw back the quilt, got out of bed, stood up, felt annoyed for a few seconds, and quickly picked up his phone that was charging.
The finger touched the WeChat interface and then retracted.
His head was still a little swollen, Jiang Wen sat on the edge of the bed with his legs apart and his elbows resting on his knees.
At this moment, the phone vibrated slightly, and the palm of my hand felt a little numb.
Xi Gaoyuan sent a message:
Ask brother, what are you doing? Come out to play [love][love]
Jiang Wen glanced at him, too lazy to reply, and remained in this position for a while. After his worries were over, he put his phone on the bed and put on his clothes slowly.
On the way downstairs, I opened the message list. After a long time of mental preparation, I clicked on Feng Ning's dialog box:
The result was only one emoticon.
He leaned on the railing, raised the phone to his eyes, and enlarged the picture.
Give, Grandpa, and climb—three big words.
Jiang Yuyun passed by the living room and shouted from below: "Why are you standing on the stairs? Come down quickly."
After staring at it for a while, Jiang Wen was a little bit unbelievable and sent a question mark.
The reply came quickly, with three sarcastic words: Stop comparing yourself
After calming down, Jiang Wen went downstairs and sent her a series of periods.
-fnn: Do you still care about who is more handsome between you and your cousin
-w: . . . I don't mind
-fnn: Then why do you want your sister to ask me
On the dining table, the servants were setting the table. Jiang Wen sat down at his seat, thought for a while, and replied:
-w: I didn't ask her to ask
-fnn:
Jiang Wen typed a lot of words in the dialog box, deleted them, and typed again.
-w: I just asked her a question today. As for why she asked you later, I don’t know.
After sending it, he kept looking at the dialog box, which showed that it was being input.
The phone vibrated.
-fnn: Oh~~so that’s how it is!
After an imperceptible pause, Jiang Wen typed:
-w: Whatever you think, it has nothing to do with me.
Yin Yan coughed and said softly, "Jiang Wen, don't play with your phone while eating."
Jiang Wen turned his head away slightly, picked up the chopsticks absentmindedly, and took a mouthful of rice, his eyes never leaving the phone screen.
Feng Ning posted an emoji of a crying woman covering her mouth, with the words: How proud can I be? I am vulnerable, okay
-fnn: For you
Jiang Wen types with one hand:
-w: Are you making fun of me
-fnn: How dare I
Yin Yan raised her voice a little, with some anger: "Who are you messaging? I want you to stop playing and eat first!"
He was so engrossed in the conversation just now that he didn't realize until later that the elders at the table were all looking at him.
Jiang Wen was like a thief who had been caught, and put his phone aside awkwardly.
Shuangyao's parents went to visit relatives in other provinces these two days, and she stayed at Fengning's house. At dinner time in the evening, Shuangyao suddenly asked, "How is Jiang Wen's house? Is it very luxurious?"
Feng Ning, with his mouth full of food, recalled for a moment and replied, "It's not that exaggerated actually. But the decoration of his house is indeed very decadent, especially decadent." He then added, "I feel like I can sell any item I take for a lot of money."
Shuang Yao asked, "Are you shocked?"
"Humph, I've also seen the world, okay?" Feng Ning was very calm, stuffed another egg into his mouth, and said vaguely: "But I was shocked by Jiang Wen's father and uncle."
"Why?"
"In the morning, they were all dressed in suits and ties, just like the elites in a TV show. The most amazing thing was that they were followed by several black bodyguards. If you didn't know, you would think they were acting out the mafia."
Shuang Yao listened with longing on her face.
Qi Lan watched the two of them eat, and patted Feng Ning on the head when she heard what he said, "What nonsense are you talking about."
"Mom, I want to drink Coke." Feng Ning acted coquettishly.
Qi Lan glared at her, took out a tissue and wiped her mouth, "Why are you drinking Coke with your meal?" After thinking for a while, she asked again: "Why did you go to your classmate's house to help his sister with her lessons?"
Qi Lan didn't know Feng Ning worked in a bar, so Feng Ning naturally couldn't tell anyone about Zhao Huiyun. She calmly said the words she had prepared before, "My classmate's sister is a classmate of Zhao Binlin's cousin. Zhao Binlin introduced her to me."
Qi Lan didn't doubt it, turned her face slightly to the side, coughed twice, and said, "Then you better be serious."
"Mom, why do you keep coughing lately?" Feng Ning put down his chopsticks, a little worried.
Qi Lan waved her hand and said, "It's okay. My chest has been a little stuffy lately. I guess it's because I haven't been active for too long."
Another day passed, and Feng Ning went to give Jiang Yurou extra lessons.
Jiang Wen never showed up from beginning to end.
Today's class went by very quickly. Looking at the time, Feng Ning assigned Jiang Yurou a few questions.
Jiang Yurou was lying on the table, working on the questions seriously. Feng Ning was free, so he took a chemistry test paper and worked with her.
The nanny came in, put a plate of strawberries on the table, and tiptoed out.
Jiang Yurou ate a few and jumped up from the chair with difficulty.
Feng Ning put down his pen and quickly pulled her back, "Hey, hey, hey, where are you going?"
Jiang Yurou held the porcelain plate and said, "Brother loves strawberries the most. Sister, can you carry me over?"
Feng Ning scratched her nose and brought the plate over. "Sister can't carry you. Just stay here and do your homework. Sister will help you carry it over."
She had a good memory. She had been to his room with Jiang Wen once before. This time, she groped around and quickly found the place. The door was ajar.
"Jiang Wen, your sister brought you some strawberries." After knocking for a while, there was no response, and then there was a faint sound. Feng Ning simply opened the door and slipped in.
She didn't go into his bedroom, but just put the fruit plate on the bookshelf in the aisle.
Just as he was about to leave, he heard a noise behind him. Feng Ning turned around.
Jiang Wen just pushed the door open and walked out of the bathroom. There were water droplets on his black hair and face, sliding down.
I was stunned for a second.
Their eyes met face to face. Feng Ning opened his mouth, his eyes widened in horror, and his gaze moved down uncontrollably.
Jiang Wen froze and lowered his head as well.
The skin that had just finished a shower was reflected by the light and mist from the bathroom behind, making it look white and rosy.
However, he was completely naked, not even wearing a pair of shorts. He was so naked in front of Feng Ning, which was very shocking to her senses.
Like a bolt from the blue, Jiang Wen opened his mouth slightly, screamed, and covered his lower body with his hands.
Feng Ning woke up as if from a dream, quickly covered his eyes and turned around, "Sorry, sorry, I didn't see anything, I'll go out now."
Feng Ning was groping towards the door like a blind man feeling his way towards an elephant. Just as he touched the door, he heard a knock.
Jiang Yuyun said from outside: "Xiao Wen, are you there?"
Everything happened so fast that Feng Ning had no idea how to handle the situation. Without time to think, she turned back reflexively.
Feng Ning walked around twice.
It's over.
She passed by the petrified Jiang Wen like a gust of wind, opened the closet door in a panic, and went inside.
After a while, Jiang Wen opened the door.
Seeing her brother's cheeks were so red that blood could almost drip out, Jiang Yuyun was puzzled and looked into the room: "What's wrong with you? It took you so long to open the door."
Jiang Wen was stuck at the door, not letting go of the door handle, and steadied his voice: "Nothing, I just finished taking a shower and was getting dressed."
Jiang Yuyun didn't doubt him and said, "Wait until five o'clock, let's go out for a while."
"What are you going out for?"
"The company's annual meeting will be held in two days. Mom ordered a few sets of clothes for you. Go try them on later."
"Okay, I got it." Jiang Wen nodded.
Before leaving, Jiang Yuyun suddenly asked, "Is there anyone in your room?"
He pretended to be calm: "No one."
The wardrobe was very large. Feng Ning sat on a pile of clothes and pants, breathing tensely, eavesdropping on the noise outside with trepidation.
After a while, the cabinet door was opened.
Facing the backlight, Jiang Wen's face was pale and ugly. He lowered his head and said to her, "Get out."
Feng Ning came out dejectedly.
An inexplicable and strange atmosphere spread. Even if Feng Ning was as thick-skinned as she was, she was still just a girl.
At this moment, I didn't know what to say. She looked into the distance, her mouth dry, and hesitated to speak: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about what happened today."
Jiang Wen's breathing gradually became heavier: "Who else do you want to tell?"
She assured awkwardly: "I really won't tell anyone."
Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Feng Ning raised three fingers and placed them next to his temple. He didn't feel too ashamed: "I swear, I will definitely forget everything I just saw as soon as possible."
Jiang Wen didn't look at her. His long eyelashes covered his eyelids, casting a shadow. He took a deep breath.
Unexpectedly, Feng Ning's next words almost made him spit out blood in anger again.
"—I'm afraid I'll get stye."