There are only two houses on this floor, so it is easy to find. When he walked to the door of Yan Beicheng's house, he was about to ring the doorbell when he noticed that the thick door was ajar and was not closed tightly.
She tentatively opened the door and saw Yan Beicheng leaning against the door, wrapped in a thick quilt, holding a thermometer in his mouth, his hair was messy, and his originally clear black eyes were now... Drooping, looking like he couldn't wake up.
This look is completely different from the usual elegant look in a straight suit, but he doesn't look sloppy. With his slightly messy hair and eyes that can't be opened, he looks cute and cute at this time.
After Lin Chu was stunned, he immediately calmed down. Seeing Yan Beicheng's appearance just now, his heart softened.
"Why are you here?" Yan Beicheng held the thermometer in his mouth and said inarticulately. His voice was not loud, and his low and hoarse voice was still soft. Lin Chu almost reached out to rub his head.
"Mr. Zuo said that you had a fever after you came back yesterday, and no one at home took care of you." Lin Chu frowned slightly, "You didn't even eat breakfast?"
Yan Beicheng said a confused "Hmm", "There is no one at home, I don't have the strength to move, I'm sorry it's a little slow to open the door."
His eyes were confused and his reaction was slow. He seemed to be a little confused, and he was inexplicably cute.
"You go back to the bedroom to rest first." Lin Chu said.
Yan Beicheng said "Hmm" and staggered as soon as he raised his feet. He was almost thrown off and his whole body was in a daze. Lin Chu quickly went to support him and heard Yan Beicheng say "Sorry".
Lin Chu shook his head, "I'll help you, and I'll cook you a small pot of porridge later, and then take you to the hospital for a checkup."
"No need, I took antipyretic medicine this morning." Yan Beicheng shook his head.
"Take medicine without eating?" Lin Chu disagreed. Just as he was about to hold Yan Beicheng's arm, Yan Beicheng quickly put his arm around her shoulders and almost pulled her into his arms.
The movement of his opening his arms caused the quilt to move a little, and her face just brushed against his chest. Although he was wearing pajamas, the heat of the fever could still be clearly heard through the pajamas, and it seemed that the refreshing fragrance on his body was intensified.
Lin Chu's face turned red and he hurriedly stood up straight. He glanced at his skeletal hand on his shoulder, and Yan Beicheng's weak but calm voice came from above his head, "It's easier to hold you up this way."
Lin Chu didn't say anything more, and moved his hand behind Yan Beicheng's waist to hold Yan Beicheng's waist, using him as a human crutch.
Fortunately, there was a thick quilt blocking Lin Chu's hand on his waist, so he couldn't feel the scalding temperature and could feel calmer.
It's just that Yan Beicheng seemed to put all his strength on her, and he was so close to her that she could feel his hot breath on her scalp. Because of the fever, it was much hotter than before.
Suddenly, she felt his lips rub softly against the base of her ear. Lin Chu's whole body trembled, and with his scalp numb, he secretly looked at Yan Beicheng, and saw that his eyes were half closed, as if he couldn't open them and wanted to sleep, his head was drooped, and he was very lack of energy.