Just separated by a wall, the shouts of the team playing together are blocked out.
Xue Lan could only hear the sound of water flowing in front of him.
Duan Wenzhen was holding his hands under the water and washing them carefully, his movements slow and meticulous.
Xue Lan felt dizzy and thought blankly, he is not a three-year-old child who doesn't know how to wash his hands, why does he need him to help him wash his hands! !
wrong.
It was obviously him who just opened the box!
This is simply an attempt to pass the buck!
"It's obviously you who opened the box this time!"
"Oh?" Duan Wenzheng murmured seriously, "Then can you help me wash it too?"
"… "
Xue Lan always felt that something was wrong, but the person behind him was too close, and every breath brushed his cheek, making his face feel hot.
For some reason out of guilty conscience, he hurriedly squeezed some hand sanitizer and began rubbing his hands vigorously.
But as he was washing, he suddenly realized that the hand he was holding under the cold water was not the fruit or plate he used to wash, but...
In the moment he hesitated, Duan Wenzheng suddenly held his hand.
"Is it clean?"
"… "
Xue Lan suddenly sneezed in a hurry. During this gap, he quickly pulled back his hand: "Okay!"
After saying that, he ran out of the bathroom.
But after that, although everyone was working hard to flash the chip, until nearly three o'clock in the middle of the night, no one showed any signs of having flashed a chip.
Usually at this time of year, Xue Lan was in good spirits, but today, for some reason, he became drowsy and unable to open his eyes.
After a game was over, Duan Wenzheng caught a glimpse of the child rubbing his eyes. He was about to ask him if he was sleepy, but suddenly he noticed that his face was slightly red.
But he didn't say anything extreme or do anything.
Thinking of this, Duan Wenzhen quickly reached out and touched the child's head.
Sure enough, it was very hot.
Duan Wenzheng stood up somewhat irritably.
"What's wrong?" Xue Lan raised his head in surprise: "Not fighting anymore?"
"What are you fighting for?"
Duan Wenzheng didn't mean to lose his temper with Xue Lan, but his words still carried a hint of irritability. Seeing the kid beside him looking at the confused look of someone who thought he had made a mistake, Duan Wenzheng instantly lost his temper and picked up his coat.
"Let's go, take you home."
Xue Lan looked at the people who were still playing the survival game and said, "But everyone is still helping me... I can't leave."
Duan Wenzheng lifted the man up from his seat, turned around and said to the people who were still brushing materials, "Those who need to rest should rest early. He has a fever. I will take him home first."
Xue Lan felt dizzy after being picked up, and hurriedly said goodbye to everyone apologetically.
Duan Wen Zheng walked through the rows of machines. Everyone took off their headsets and said goodbye to the two of them. Xue Lan was flattered and followed Duan Wen Zheng away amid his repeated reminders to not forget to take medicine and drink more hot water. She also knew that some of these people had gone to other clubs, while some had given up their professional dreams and returned home. This might very well be the last time they met.
He said goodbye to everyone reluctantly, and then walked out of the Internet cafe with Duan Wenzheng.
Duan Wenzhen had no experience in taking care of people, so after boiling some water and handing the thermometer to Xue Lan, he went to look for medicine. When he found the antipyretic medicine under Xue Lan's random pointing, he turned around and saw that the child had reached to the table and secretly turned on the computer.
"It's already this time, and you're still thinking about playing games?" Duan Wenzheng was so angry that he dragged her back to the bed: "Where's the thermometer? How many degrees is it?"
"… I just suddenly remembered that I haven't received the chip yet." Xue Lan carefully handed him the thermometer: "37.9 degrees."
Duan Wenzhen took the thermometer, looked at it and put it aside.
He looked at the child who had finally learned his lesson and laid down on the bed, and pulled back the quilt: "Take off your clothes."
"..." Xue Lan hurriedly grabbed the corner of the quilt.
"Why are you holding on so tightly? I'm not going to eat it." Duan Wenzheng consciously opened the quilt again and said with a smile: "Didn't you ask me to help you just now?"
"... I, I, I, I can do it myself." Xue Lan rolled out of the quilt on the other side and ran to change into pajamas.
Duan Wenzheng watched with amusement. After a while, the child changed into pajamas and came out of the closet, then got into bed obediently.
He handed him the warm water and antipyretic medicine.
Duan Wen Zheng watched him swallow the medicine, took the cup of water and placed it on the table beside him, carefully tucked in his quilt, and put a wet towel on top of his head, then sat down beside him, leaning against the soft pillow.
He had just half-lyn down when the person next to him obediently lifted the quilt and covered him.
"It's probably a cold, it's not contagious." Xue Lan didn't open his eyes, and his voice was a little soft due to sleepiness: "Don't catch a cold."
Duan Wen Zheng didn't seem to expect that he was still thinking about him at a time like this, and his heart softened in shock.
The child was groggy, as if he was wandering between half asleep and half awake.
“reset…”
Duan Wenzheng heard his whispering, his voice was very soft, and he carefully leaned over to listen.
"If in the future... I did, or you thought I did, something bad."
Xue Lan seemed unable to continue.
"What bad thing?" Duan Wenzheng asked in a gentle voice.
Xue Lan closed his eyes and murmured in a low voice: "It's just... like accidentally stealing something."
"What do you want?" Duan Wenzheng raised his eyebrows curiously.
Xue Lan stopped talking.
He clutched the quilt carefully.
Duan Wenzhen's gaze fell on his flushed cheeks and tightened fingertips, and his heart felt like something was burning and had gone limp.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that no matter what he wanted, he would be given what he had, and if he didn't have it, he would be given it to him even if it was robbed.
Xue Lan opened his eyes in confusion, but there was a hint of red and moisture at the corners of his eyes.
He sniffed:
"Can you please not kick me out of the team?"
"… "
Duan Wen Zheng felt like he was torn apart at this moment. On one hand, he wanted to hug this child who had suddenly turned into a crybaby, and on the other hand, he wanted to pry open the head of this kid who had a fever and was talking nonsense to see what he was thinking.
"rest assured."
In the end, he was defeated and whispered softly, "We will always be together. I will accompany you to win the world championship. If you want to leave LGW, I will go with you... anywhere."
"Now, go to sleep and have a sweet dream."
"I don't have much experience in taking care of people." Xue Lan vaguely heard the person beside him talking. Duan Wenzheng's voice was very soft: "If there is anything I don't do well, tell me."
He felt that he should have responded, but it seemed that he didn't, and he fell asleep in a daze.
Duan Wen Zheng was watching over him. He fell asleep and didn't know what time it was. When he opened his eyes again, it was almost noon. He reached out and touched the forehead of the person next to him, and then he felt a little relieved.
Xue Lan's nose tip and lips are very small, and his facial features are as delicate as a boy who walked out of a comic book. His eyelashes are very long, and when he closes his eyes, they cast a gentle shadow on his cheeks like feathers, making the delicate skin on his cheeks look even softer.
She has clearly reached the legal age, but she looks like she is only fifteen or sixteen.
It makes people feel that it is a sin to get involved.
Duan Wenzheng's gaze fell on his cheek.
At this moment, his cheeks were still slightly red as if his fever had just subsided, and he looked so harmless while sleeping that he had no defenses at all.
One can’t help but wonder…
He slowly approached the person next to him, and the temperature from the other side of the soft quilt became clearer and clearer. The faint sweetness penetrated into his nostrils, and for a moment he felt as if he was the one with a fever.
Duan Wenzhen's Adam's apple moved.
He stretched out his hand and reached out to the face that was so close.
My hands were soft and smooth, just as wonderful as I had imagined.
He pushed himself up and moved closer again, his rising and falling breathing becoming deeper and heavier.
The touch of his fingertips was so clear that he couldn't let go, and his eyes turned to the pair of slightly upturned thin lips.
The touch of those lips on his face was so soft that it seemed as if it happened yesterday.
Too soft.
Not knowing if it would feel like the touch of his cheek, Duan Wenzheng tightened his fingertips and suddenly thought...
But maybe it was because he suddenly tightened his fingertips that the person next to him noticed it, the sleeping child actually opened his sleepy eyes at this moment.
Xue Lan blinked, and his gaze gradually focused on the person who was right in front of him.
"… "
This pair of ignorant eyes made Duan Wenzhen, who had already driven the car to the edge of the cliff in his heart, brake.
He pulled his hand back.
"It's not burning anymore."
Xue Lan nodded in confusion, completely believing his lies that he was just taking the temperature.
But before Duan Wen Zheng had time to wonder whether he should be happy or sad, the child moved and happened to touch upon some unspeakable place where tension was high.
For a moment, both of them were stunned.
In this awkward silence, Duan Wenzheng was the first to come back to his senses.
"Men always have some impulses in the morning... Don't you agree?"
"… "
Xue Lan's face instantly flushed, but Duan Wenzheng adhered to the good manners of "As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed" and continued to ask:
"You've had that happen before, haven't you?"
"… "
Seeing Xue Lan's cheeks getting redder and redder, Duan Wenzheng had no sense that he was the one who should be embarrassed, and said again:
"Do you know what to do at this time? No... Brother, can you teach me?"
"… "
Xue Lan jumped up and ran into the bathroom as if something terrible was chasing him.
Duan Wenzhen burst into laughter. He stood up, staggered to the bathroom and knocked on the door.
"Eh? Why are you running?"
"Shouldn't I be the one going to the bathroom at this time?"
"Really not teaching on site?"
"This is a rare opportunity to learn..."
…
The person outside the door was still talking, but the person inside had a face that was red as if bleeding.
really!!
How could he believe Duan Wenzheng's lies that he would never flirt again!!!
Just when Duan Wenzhen was chattering on and refused to leave, a rapid cell phone ring suddenly came from outside the door.
Duan Wenzheng walked to the table, picked up his phone and was about to remind Xue Lan that his phone was ringing, but when he saw the incoming call reminder...
He decisively cut off the call.
But the phone kept ringing again—