Ding Ji's mood was not too high all night. After watching a comedy where even Lin Wuyu laughed, he didn't laugh twice. I don't know if Lin Wuyu noticed it or not. He didn't care. Bar.
Although he didn't know whether it was because of that Brother Xiao or because Lin Wuyu had to go out for a few days or because this time he went out was a job introduced by Brother Xiao...
But his bad mood is bad, even if he doesn't know the reason, he doesn't want to force it.
In the evening, the two of them went out for a barbecue... Yes, Lin Wuyu is full of love for that barbecue restaurant, and it is estimated that as long as they go out to eat, Lin Wuyu will go straight there.
Then at about eleven o'clock, he ordered two more small dumplings for takeout. Ding Ji felt that it was enough after eating two, and Lin Wuyu ate the rest.
When laying down on the bed to sleep, Ding Ji really couldn't figure it out, and turned over on the top bunk: "Hey Lin Wuyu."
"Huh?" Lin Wuyu responded, "Don't worry, you can sleep soundly tonight."
"I didn't mean to say that," Ding Ji said, "I just wanted to ask you, how the hell do you keep in shape by eating so much a day?"
"I eat a lot of meat, but not much sugar," Lin Wuyu said, "sugar is more fat than meat."
"That can't be explained," Ding Ji said, "I usually eat this and have to run to not gain weight. I haven't had time to run for review in the past few months, and I have gained several pounds."
"I also gained several kilos." Lin Wuyu said.
"You should gain dozens of pounds with this amount of food, understand!" Ding Ji said.
"I also exercise. I usually run. When I have nothing to do, I will move around a little bit." Lin Wuyu said.
"Like?" Ding Ji asked.
"Like now." Lin Wuyu smiled.
"Now?" Ding Ji was stunned for a while, and quickly stuck his head on the edge of the bed and looked down. The lights were not turned on in the room, and the curtains were drawn. He could only see a vague figure of Lin Wuyu, "Are you there? What are you doing?"
"Guess what?" Lin Wuyu said.
"I'm guessing," Ding Ji touched the phone, turned on the screen, and took a picture, "What the hell?"
Lin Wuyu rushed forward and was doing plank support.
"You've been holding on?" Ding Ji asked.
"Otherwise," Lin Wuyu said, "I said, just move when you have time."
"Damn, how long have you lasted?" Ding Ji was surprised.
"I don't know, let's go to bed and start," Lin Wuyu said.
"Okay, you're awesome." Ding Ji said, this person should have been practicing for a long time, just chatting all the time, he didn't hear any difference between Lin Wuyu's words and usual.
Ding Ji shook the screen again, looking at his back, which was taut due to the force, the muscle lines were clear and not abrupt, and it looked very comfortable, making people want to reach out and touch it.
Originally, Ding Ji felt that his muscles were not bad. When they were not working hard, the two of them looked almost the same, but if they worked so hard... Ding Ji tried to hold up too.
After holding up, he carefully raised his right hand holding the phone, trying to keep his balance, and lifted the phone behind him, trying to take a picture of his back.
The moment he pressed the shutter, his body lost his balance and fell directly on the pillow.
A flash of light flashed across the room.
"What are you doing?" Lin Wuyu kept still, and asked, "Sneak photo? Turn on the light if you want to take a photo, and the color of the flash will be distorted."
"Who secretly photographed you! So narcissistic!" Ding Ji glanced at his phone, but he didn't take any pictures, only a ceiling lamp that was blurred, and a piece that should be a cabinet door, but because of the blur, it looked like a The phantom that people swayed past looked like a ghost movie.
Although he has not seen many ghost movies in his life, it still does not prevent him from being able to make up his mind in a 120-minute movie with just a few clips due to his overactive imagination at this moment.
Ding Ji felt a chill on his back, jumped off the top bunk without thinking, sat down next to Lin Wuyu, and pressed his back to the wall.
Lin Wuyu's plank didn't stop, Ding Ji couldn't help but take time to glance at his waist while he was afraid. Now that he was close, he could see clearly with a little light from a faint street lamp.
Hey, this line is good, I envy it.
I don't know how long it takes to train like this... It should not only be done, there must be other training...
Ahh my fucking back is itchy! what is it
Itchy waist too! Something crawled past! on the legs!
"Ah, ah, is there a bug? I-fuck!" Ding Ji slapped himself on his leg.
Lin Wuyu finally gave up the plank, climbed two steps forward, reached out and slapped the switch, and the light in the room turned on.
The two slap prints on Ding Ji's leg thrown out by himself immediately appeared under the light.
"It's a mosquito," Lin Wuyu sighed, "or it's just a piece of hair."
"I don't know," Ding Ji rubbed his legs, "I just thought too much, and after a few famous scenes, I'll just fall into a ghost hole."
"Then you are afraid of this. You should have told me when you were watching a movie before," Lin Wuyu lay back on the pillow, "I feel like you are so daring, you will be afraid when you watch a suspense?"
"It's okay," Ding Ji said, "I can get much better with the lights on."
"Afraid of the dark?" Lin Wuyu asked.
"It's not that I'm afraid of the dark," Ding Ji thought for a while, "I'm afraid of the sky."
"Huh?" Lin Wuyu leaned on his arms and turned to look at him with interest.
Ding Ji hesitated for a while, then rubbed his nose: "When I was a kid, maybe in the second grade, I went to school with my classmates to play at night, and they... locked them in the auditorium, then I was on the stage, the curtain was pulled, there were no lights, what? I couldn’t see it anymore, so I stood there and didn’t dare to walk, for fear of bumping into something, or falling off the platform, and I couldn’t touch anything when I stretched out my hand.”
Lin Wuyu frowned.
"I stood there for more than an hour until my grandfather came to find me," Ding Ji sighed, "I was afraid of this feeling after that, but I analyzed it later, it should not only be because of this incident. …”
"I still don't feel safe," Lin Wuyu said. "If you squat down and touch the ground, you can walk to the edge of the curtain, and you can jump off when you open it."
"Yes, I dare not." Ding Ji nodded.
"You're afraid of making mistakes," Lin Wuyu said, "the sequelae of an overly sensitive little prodigy."
"Well." Ding Ji looked at him and smiled.
"How could someone bully you?" Lin Wuyu didn't understand, "You are so... cute, you shouldn't be ugly when you were young, or you can't laugh at me for being ugly when I was young."
"You weren't ugly when you were young, you were ugly, thin and yellow, and soiled." Ding Ji said.
"... This is not as ugly." Lin Wuyu was a little helpless.
"I'm so cute, of course not everyone bullies me," Ding Ji said, "but a lot of times, if you are always in the best category, over time, you will be in the worst category. People in the middle will hate you, and those in the middle are often afraid to help you."
"How did you solve it?" Lin Wuyu looked at him, Ding Ji didn't look like the kind of child who had been bullied for many years.
"Look at the palmistry!" Ding Ji slapped his hand, "Come on, brother, I'll show you a palmistry. If you can say it right three times out of five, the problem will be solved."
"Can you say so much right then?" Lin Wuyu rolled his hands and propped up his head to look at him, "So powerful?"
"The strong desire to survive inspired my superhuman talent in cheating." Ding Ji said solemnly.
Lin Wuyu choked with laughter, and coughed for a while while laughing before he stopped.
Thinking about it, I think it's not easy for Xiao Ding Ji. With his filial piety to his grandparents, he probably doesn't tell his grandparents about these things, for fear of the elderly worrying.
Lin Wuyu stretched out his hand and squeezed lightly on Ding Ji's hand as a sign of comfort.
Ding Ji's hand trembled slightly, the small movement of wanting to pull but not pulling away made Lin Wuyu suddenly come back to his senses, control his movements, and did not withdraw suddenly.
Calmly and steadily, like the hand of an elder, he patted the back of Ding Ji's hand twice: "Now that I have grown up, there is no problem in any scene."
"Well." Ding Ji smiled.
If it was before, when Ding Ji climbed back to the upper bunk, Lin Wuyu might have said that you could just squeeze with me, so as not to be too scared to fall asleep.
But today he didn't dare to speak. After Ding Ji lay down on the upper bunk, he only asked, "Would you like to turn on the light?"
"It's alright," Ding Ji said, "turn off the lights, it's over."
"Well." Lin Wuyu reached out and turned off the light.
Darkness filled the room again, as if all the sounds were muted at once, and it was so quiet that the breathing of two people could be heard.
Lin Wuyu didn't know if Ding Ji was so frightened that he couldn't sleep that night. He fell asleep not long after, and when he woke up in the morning, he looked at Ding Ji and slept soundly.
He didn't call Ding Ji after he washed up. He had nothing to do today, and he had no plans to go out to play... Thinking that Ding Ji came here earlier, but he had to leave Ding Ji alone in the rental house, and it would be a few days after he left. , I feel especially sorry for Ding Ji.
He crouched in front of several batteries and struggled for a long time.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and called Lao Xiao and agreed to go to the aerial photography tomorrow.
He didn't want to leave the weird feeling between him and Ding Ji, but he didn't want to leave if there was any other way to solve it, but he had never experienced such a thing, and he really couldn't think of any other way.
Fortunately, he is in the same school as Ding Ji.
Fortunately, he has the same major as Ding Ji.
… fine.
Lin Wuyu ordered a breakfast takeaway, and it was delivered just after nine o'clock, probably just in time for Ding Ji to get up.
Although he was very hungry, he didn't go out to eat first. He opened his notebook and sat on the window sill to read a few articles on drone design.
This way of concentrating on his brain keeps him calm and at ease.
When the breakfast was delivered, he went to the bedroom to take a look. Ding Ji was still asleep, and his posture was the same as what he saw when he got up, and he hadn't moved.
His face was red from sleep and he didn't wake up.
Lin Wuyu glanced at the temperature display of the air conditioner. At 23 degrees, Ding Ji's towel only had a corner on his stomach, and it was said that it couldn't be so hot...
He frowned, stood on the bottom bunk, reached out and touched Ding Ji's forehead: "Ding Ji?"
Ding Ji's forehead was hot.
Lin Wuyu was startled, he quickly lifted the towel, touched Ding Ji's arm several times, and found that his whole body was hot.
"Ding Ji, get up!" Lin Wuyu patted his face, "You have a fever, I will take you to the hospital."
"Huh?" Ding Ji replied in a daze, his eyes opened a slit.
"You have a fever," Lin Wuyu shook his hand, "Can you get up?"
"Don't disturb me." Ding Ji closed his eyes again.
"Take your temperature first." Lin Wuyu jumped out of bed.
After going through all the drawers and cabinets, he was sure the landlord wouldn't be considerate enough to provide the tenant with a thermometer.
He hesitated for a moment, then took out his mobile phone and dialed Lin Zhan's number.
"Wuyu?" Lin Zhan answered the phone.
"Are you at home?" Lin Wuyu asked, "Do you have a thermometer at home?"
"Yes, but I'm not at home," Lin Zhan said, "do you have a fever?"
"It's not me," Lin Wuyu glanced at the bedroom, "it's Ding Ji... I'll go to the pharmacy and buy one."
"The pharmacy is across the street, you can go to my house to get it," Lin Zhan said, "you can open it with a password."
"...Is it convenient?" Lin Wuyu asked, but when he spoke, he had already turned around and walked towards the door.
"Convenient." Lin Zhan smiled.
"What's the password?" Lin Wuyu went out.
"Your birthday," Lin Zhan added after hesitating, "it's easier to remember, it's too easy to guess my own birthday."
"Well, then I'll go." Lin Wuyu entered the elevator.
After hanging up the phone, he stared at the floor for a while.
There is an unspoken feeling.
In the days when he felt he was an unnecessary person, Lin Zhan always remembered his birthday.
But he didn't remember Lin Zhan's birthday.
May have deliberately forgotten.
Lin Wuyu was a little surprised by the simplicity of Lin Zhan's house. In the two-bedroom house, the number of furniture was similar to the one in his rental house.
This suite is a second-hand house bought by Lin Zhan. It has been renovated. It can be seen that a lot of attention has been spent on the details and the quality is very high.
According to what Lin Zhan said, Lin Wuyu found the medicine box on a shelf in the bedroom.
Compared to the house, the medicine cabinet is much more complicated.
There are three kinds of light thermometers, and there are many medicines. They are not standing medicines. They are medicines that Lin Zhan has been taking. He can't understand them. His mother hopes that he can take care of Lin Zhan in the future, which seems to be well-founded.
He took the most common mercury thermometer, put the medicine chest back, and ran away again.
When he returned to the rental room, he found that Ding Ji had actually woken up and was sitting at the table eating breakfast.
"Damn, where have you been?" Ding Ji shouted as soon as he saw him, his voice was quite bright, "I don't answer your phone?"
"...I didn't hear it." Lin Wuyu took out his phone and glanced at it, there were two missed calls from Ding Ji.
Yesterday, the phone was set to vibrate by him, and he didn't feel it in his pocket at all.
"Why did you go?" Ding Ji asked, "I didn't eat breakfast and ran away."
"Go to Lin Zhan and get a thermometer," Lin Wuyu put the thermometer on the table, and put his hand on Ding Ji's forehead, it was still hot, he frowned, "You have a fever, if you feel uncomfortable, just lie down and get up. what?"
"I'm hungry, get up and eat breakfast," Ding Ji said. "It's alright. I often have a fever, and I always had a fever when I was a child. My grandma said it's okay to have a fever, and it burns the bad things in my body."
"Go to the hospital after eating." Lin Wuyu grabbed his arm and stuffed the thermometer, "Take your temperature first."
Ding Ji sighed, put down his chopsticks, and took out the thermometer again.
"Can you be obedient!" Lin Wuyu frowned.
"Brother Wuyu, have you never been ill?" Ding Ji glanced at the thermometer, then shook it a few times, "or have you never served someone with a fever?"
Lin Wuyu was stunned for a while: "None."
"This, you have to shake it, shake it," Ding Ji said while shaking it, "the mercury has to be thrown back into the nest first."
"Oh." Lin Wuyu smiled.
"Lin Zhan had a really bad fever last time," Ding Ji clamped the thermometer again, "I just looked at the thermometer, and it was over 39 degrees."
"Really?" Lin Wuyu leaned against the table.
"Well," Ding Ji nodded and continued to eat, "I tell you, I'm not going to the hospital, just wrap some ice cubes for me later, I don't have any other discomfort now, maybe I caught a cold last night Now, let's physically cool down first, and then go to the hospital if it can't be lowered."
Lin Wuyu sat across from the table, Ding Ji buried his head to eat, and saw from the corner of his eye that he was just looking at the things in front of him without moving his chopsticks.
There were times when Lin Wuyu couldn't eat.
Ding Ji lowered his head and ate, not daring to ask him why he didn't eat.
He can only try to eat a few more mouthfuls. Grandma said that if you are sick, you should eat more, so that the body can have something to consume, and it can also help Lin Wuyu not to worry so much.
A few minutes later, Lin Wuyu took out his phone and nodded a few times.
Ding Ji reacted abruptly, and quickly took a few shots on the table: "Hey, hey, hey!"
Lin Wuyu looked at him.
"Why?" Ding Ji pointed to his phone.
"I'll call and tell Lao Xiao," Lin Wuyu said, "I won't go to the aerial photography tomorrow."
"Are you sick?" Ding Ji said.
"Aren't you sick now?" Lin Wuyu said.
"I can usually get rid of the fever at noon and afternoon," Ding Ji said. "Do you still want to curse me for burning for a few days? Besides, I'm not a little girl. If I have a fever, I don't even need your money to take care of me?"
"It's okay," Lin Wuyu said, "it's not important either..."
"I said yesterday that I have a lot of money, I can meet some experts here, and I can communicate with each other in the future," Ding Ji said, "It doesn't matter now, huh?"
Lin Wuyu smiled and looked at him without speaking.
"Guaranteed to be word-for-word," Ding Ji said, "your exact words."
Lin Wuyu thought for a while: "I..."
"Don't worry about me," Ding Ji waved his hand, "I grew up stocking and growing up, and it was very rough."
Lin Wuyu was silent for a while: "Okay, let's see how many degrees in a while."
"Prepare ice cubes for a while," Ding Ji tutted, "I made you put a box of ice in my pants."
"There are two more boxes." Lin Wuyu laughed.
Ding Ji had a fever of 38 degrees 2. According to Lin Wuyu's idea, he should go to the hospital, but Ding Ji refused and went into the sofa with a pack of ice cubes.
"Can it really come down?" Lin Wuyu asked.
"Yes," Ding Ji said, "you don't have to worry so much, can I still burn to death?"
Lin Wuyu smiled and said nothing.
Ding Ji suddenly thought of Lin Zhan, and suddenly felt that what he said was a little inappropriate. After all, Lin Wuyu was born to save Lin Zhan's life, and he was a little sensitive to illness.
After hesitating for a while, Ding Ji decided to ease the atmosphere. He poked Lin Wuyu's leg with his toes: "Hey."
"Huh?" Lin Wuyu immediately turned his head.
"Pinch your shoulders," Ding Ji said. "My shoulders are a little sore. It happens every time I have a fever. My grandfather pinches it for me. It'll be comfortable after a while."
"Okay." Lin Wuyu stood up and knelt on one leg on the sofa.
Ding Ji turned his back to him, and crossed his legs comfortably.
"Like an old man." Lin Wuyu squeezed twice on his shoulder, "Is this strength enough?"
"Heavier." Ding Ji lowered his head.
Lin Wuyu increased his strength and squeezed twice: "Is it alright?"
"Comfortable!" Ding Ji shouted.
"It's called Grandpa." Lin Wuyu said.
"Fuck off!" Ding Ji smiled, "Thank you brother Wuyu."
"You're welcome." Lin Wuyu said.