Tang Zhi has rich life experience and entered the bathroom as soon as he returned to the room.
He showered with hot water for a long time, and a mist of water steamed up in the shower room. After making sure that his whole body was warmed up, he turned off the water and went out, put on a bathrobe, and blew his hair dry.
He went out to drink water and happened to see Xu Sheng browsing the menu, as if he was about to order something. He wondered how this man could eat so well and even ordered afternoon tea after the date.
"You're not full, Mr. Xu." Tang Zhi leaned over and said while pouring water.
Xu Sheng looked up at him and said nothing.
In order to avoid asking for trouble, Tang Zhi didn't say any more, quickly drank a cup of hot water and went back to the room.
Maybe it was because the time between getting wet in the rain and taking a shower was so long that Tang Zhi was still a little chilly.
He wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and lay there for a while with his eyes closed, feeling sleepy.
When he was about to fall asleep, Tang Zhi thought he heard a knock on the door. He was only slightly conscious and did not really wake up.
It was already five o'clock in the evening when I opened my eyes. The rain is still falling, and the sky outside the gap in the curtains is iron-gray and about to darken.
Tang Zhi's body felt soft from sleep. The good thing was that his head didn't hurt much anymore.
He sat up and was stunned for a while. He got out of bed and opened the door. He first heard Xu Sheng's voice, which seemed to be deliberately lowered.
Walking to the living room, he saw Xu Sheng sitting on the sofa, seemingly talking on the phone.
Xu Sheng saw him out of the corner of his eye and turned around. Without hanging up the phone, he pointed to the things on the table and said to Tang Zhi, "Test it."
Tang Zhi walked over and picked it up. It was a forehead thermometer that had not yet been unpacked. He didn't know where he got it.
"I don't have a fever." He put the box back on the table and said to Xu Sheng.
Because he doesn't like having his temperature taken.
You will know you have a fever only after you measure your temperature. Not knowing you have a fever means you don’t have a fever. The conclusion is that there is nothing easy to measure about body temperature, and it is useless to measure it.
He had been exposed to so many rains since he was a child. If he had a fever and something happened, he would have died a long time ago.
But Xu Sheng still looked at him, and Tang Zhi added: "Really not."
Xu Sheng frowned and replied with only one word: "Test." He looked like he didn't want to talk nonsense to Tang Zhi.
Tang Zhi had no choice but to pick up the box, unpack it, take out the manual, and pretend to study it.
After a while, Tang Zhi heard Xu Sheng press his finger on the table, as if to urge him, he raised his head and looked at Xu Sheng, pretending to be an idiot skillfully: "It's too advanced, I don't know how to use it."
Xu Sheng simply hung up the phone, reached out impatiently, took the manual away from Tang Zhi's hand, and took it over to read.
The instructions are simple and there are schematic diagrams.
He suspected that Tang Zhi had an IQ problem. He couldn't understand this and had "I'm stupid" written all over him.
"It's hard to understand," Xu Sheng continued to read, and Tang Zhi said at the same time, "Forget it."
Xu Sheng was too lazy to pay attention to him. He took out the forehead thermometer while reading the instruction manual, opened it according to the instructions, and handed it to Tang Zhi: "Open it, just press it."
Tang Zhi didn't answer, but moved his face closer and closed his eyes: "Okay, thank you."
Perhaps because he had just woken up, Tang Zhi still had pillow marks on his face, so he looked like he had had a good sleep. The eyelashes were raised, just like what Xu Sheng saw outside the car that day.
Xu Sheng felt that Tang Zhi was stupid and shameless. He looked at Tang Zhi, who was so lazy that he closed his eyes and refused to move.
After a while, Xu Sheng took a forehead thermometer, raised his hand and put the temperature measuring mouth on Tang Zhi's forehead.
When it touched Tang Zhi's skin, Tang Zhi froze as if he was frightened, and then opened his eyes.
Tang Zhi had big eyes and looked at Xu Sheng obediently. Xu Sheng failed to move the forehead thermometer quickly.
The forehead thermometer "tickled".
After a few seconds, Tang Zhi asked him as if he didn't understand anything, "Mr. Xu, are you okay?" He took his hand back and read the count on the display.
"Thirty-seven degrees three." Xu Sheng told Tang Zhi.
Tang Zhi suddenly seemed relieved, and even said to Xu Sheng proudly, "I told you I don't have a fever."
Xu Sheng had a different opinion than him: "Low fever."
"I already have a high body temperature." Tang Zhi said and stood up, wanting to run away at first sight.
Xu Sheng was dissatisfied with his attitude and raised his hand to tug him. Tang Zhi staggered back and fell on Xu Sheng's lap.
Xu Sheng held his waist in time to stop him from falling backwards.
Tang Zhi was lighter than Xu Sheng imagined, almost soft. The places Xu Sheng touched felt a little hot through his clothes.
He quickly raised his face and glanced at Xu Sheng, jumped up a little nervously, and said to Xu Sheng, "I'm sorry."
He also promised Xu Sheng: "Go back and check the cerebellum immediately."
After saying that, he wanted to run into the room again, but Xu Sheng called him. He stood still, turned around, and waited for Xu Sheng to speak.
Xu Sheng didn't say anything, so he asked Xu Sheng patiently and honestly: "What's wrong?"
Xu Sheng looked at him for a while and asked, "Are you hungry?"
"Fortunately," Tang Zhi said, "Mr. Xu is hungry. Do you want me to order food for you? You'd better go downstairs to eat."
"Come downstairs." Xu Sheng demanded.
Tang Zhi walked to the bar and read the name of the hotel restaurant to Xu Sheng. After Xu Sheng decided, he called to locate it.
The restaurant is on the third floor, and most of the other guests are couples or families gathering. Tang Zhi and Xu Sheng are out of place among them.
The two ordered two set meals. Tang Zhi, as usual, did not talk to Xu Sheng and ate his own in silence.
After eating for a while, the rain subsided. The place where they sat was close to the terrace, and people started to push the door in and out to enjoy the scenery.
It was still cold in May in Dunhuang City, and the wind kept pouring in from outside. Tang Zhi was closer to the door, and the shirt he wore was also thin. He had just been caught in the rain in the afternoon, so he felt a little uncomfortable.
After finally finishing the meal, the lights suddenly dimmed. A man who looked like a manager walked into the middle of the room and announced that today was the first anniversary of the restaurant. Every guest tonight would receive a free cocktail.
The door behind Tang Zhi happened to be pushed open. The customer looked back at the manager. The door was still open, and the wind kept blowing on Tang Zhi's back.
Tang Zhi shrank from the cold, lowered his head, grabbed the fork in his hand, and listened to the crowd cheering.
"Tang Zhi," Xu Sheng suddenly called Tang Zhi.
Tang Zhi raised his eyes. Xu Sheng looked at him and asked, "Are you cold?"
Tang Zhi was stunned for a moment, relaxed his grip on the fork, and said to Xu Sheng, "It's okay."
For some reason, Xu Sheng frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.
After a while, the lights came on, and the waiter went from table to table bringing wine to Tang Zhi. The wine tray happened to be empty.
"No need to give it to me." Tang Zhi said to him.
But the waiter may have misunderstood what he meant. He looked at Tang Zhi and Xu Sheng and smiled at Tang Zhi: "He'll be there soon."
Not long after, he brought Tang Zhi a glass of wine. The color was different from Xu Sheng's, and he told Tang Zhi softly: "It's specially prepared. It's very sweet."
Tang Zhi looked at the slightly green wine and thought it would be good to drink to warm up, so he took a sip.
The wine was very sweet in the mouth, with a slightly bitter aftertaste, a bit familiar, but not bad in taste. Tang Zhi took a few more sips before the glass was empty.
When he walked out of the restaurant, Tang Zhi felt that something was wrong with him, and then he remembered that the familiar bitter taste probably came from absinthe.
Tang Zhi had tried aphrodisiac wine with absinthe before, but he didn't have any special feelings at that time.
This time it was probably because I had a low fever and felt unwell that I became sensitive. Fortunately, I'm not that sensitive that I want to find someone to sleep with, but I feel weak all over and my legs are weak.
As soon as he entered the elevator, Tang Zhi couldn't stand. He pressed his hands on the wall and looked down at the floor. "
He originally thought that even if Xu Sheng found that he was uncomfortable, he would not bother to pay attention to him, but Xu Sheng came a little closer to him, called him by name, and asked: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay." To show that he was really okay, Tang Zhi let go of his hand and managed to stand up straight.
Xu Sheng paused for a few seconds, then suddenly held his arm as if he was kind-hearted.
Tang Zhi was really not feeling well. With a place for support, he couldn't help but lean on Xu Sheng.
His face rubbed against Xu Sheng's chin. He didn't have the strength to lift his arms and hugged Xu Sheng's waist. He put his head on Xu Sheng's shoulder and pressed his whole body into Xu Sheng's arms to prevent himself from sliding down.
Xu Sheng did not push him away immediately, but let him hug him for a while before saying, "Tang Zhi, what are you doing?"
The elevator arrived, the door opened and closed, then stopped.
Tang Zhi was afraid that Xu Sheng would scold him, but his mind was running very slowly, so he could only pretend to be pitiful and said: "I'm so cold and I can't walk." As he said that, he pressed closer to him.
Xu Sheng paused for a while and whispered to him: "Then go back to the room first."
Tang Zhi still had no strength, but had no choice, so he let go of Xu Sheng. From the corner of his eye, he saw Xu Sheng pressing the door. He was afraid that he would leave first and leave him alone, so he chased Xu Sheng and pulled his arm. Unexpectedly, I didn't pull it correctly and got it.
Xu Sheng's hand was not as hot as Tang Zhi's, but it was bigger and stronger than Tang Zhi's. Even though Tang Zhi grabbed it, he didn't move back.
It was probably difficult for Xu Sheng to accept that Tang Zhi actually held his hand, so he stopped.
Tang Zhi felt that Xu Sheng must have wanted to get rid of him immediately, but he didn't know why, but he didn't get rid of him in the end, and they walked to the door of the room together in a daze.