Chapter 43

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date="2020-11-22"

title="Chapter 43"

weight="106376"

series = ["Hypocritical Adonis"]

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When someone passed the warehouse holding an umbrella, Qi Cheng took the lead and ran out first.

His speed is so fast that he has successfully ran under the gray umbrella just after his coat got wet. Qi Zhong looked at his back and fascinated, and followed him.

The rain wet his hair and hit his head hard. The clothes on the calf are wet the fastest, and they are already close to the skin without running a few steps. Qi Zhong rushed under the umbrella in front of Qi Cheng and turned his head to show Qi Cheng a smirk.

The big white teeth flickered, and the rain on his face was thrown into the air following the turning of his head. Qi Cheng looked at him from behind and closed his eyes subconsciously.

For fear of being thrown on the face.

But his face was actually soaked, so Qi Cheng opened his eyes again. Qi Zhong pointed at him and laughed and laughed, "Qi Cheng, are you handsome by me?"

"I was scared by the water on your face," Qi Cheng snorted, "Don't shake my face."

They rubbed the umbrellas of boys. The gray-white lattice umbrellas were exceptionally ordinary, not as bright as Qi Zhong's smile.

These two boys don't know each other, and they are listening to them with a smile.

Qi Zhong's eyes widened, and he took the umbrella from the people around him, and then turned it violently. The rain on the umbrella splashed on his back.

"..." Qi Cheng wiped the water off his face. He squinted his eyes slightly and took the umbrella from the boy next to him. He was about to learn Qi Zhong's way and turned around. Qi Zhong was already carrying the people around him. Run away with a smile.

"Qi Cheng, do you think I would be so stupid as to stand still and be sprinkled by you!"

"Fuck!"

The boy who kindly borrowed Qi Cheng's umbrella around him was dumbfounded, "Man, your friend is too cheap."

"Can't you say it?" Qi Cheng asked him.

"You must go," said the grumpy old man. "I can't bear it, go!"

So Qi Chengcheng got on with this buddy, and ran over with the umbrella in the wind, and finally retaliated and went back. Several people were completely wet.

When they reached the bottom of the dormitory, the two kind boys waved to them and walked towards the second-year dormitory building behind them. Qi Cheng and Qi Zhong looked at each other and couldn't hold back their laughter.

Xia Li and the others were behind. When they rushed over, at least they had a much better image than Qi Cheng and the two of them. He couldn't help but looked at the two idiots in front of him, "Handsome guy, chase me after playing in heavy rain?"

Qi Cheng took off his coat and twisted up the excess water. "It's Qi Zhong's trouble."

After he twisted the water, Qi Zhong slapped his jacket away. The man looked at him, turned around and hummed upstairs.

"What are you doing with my clothes?" Qi Cheng Yang said.

Qi Zhong turned his back to him, his pace was getting faster and faster, "I'll wash it for you."

The voice is loud and loud, and not afraid of being heard. Before asking him to wash clothes, he would do it secretly, for fear of being known by others. Now there are other people in the hallway of the dormitory, so he is not ashamed.

Qi Zhong walked upstairs generously, dripping water on his body, and the water sparsely followed his footsteps, with raindrops standing on his fingertips.

The school uniform trousers were soaked in water and clung to the thighs, and above the thighs, the buttocks arcs that were particularly firm and firm due to year-round exercise.

Qi Cheng looked up the stairs for a while, then looked away.

He followed Xia Li to the second floor. Zhu Fan and Han An had already arrived at the dormitory. They were wiping their hair with towels, and they were also getting very bad.

Qi Cheng changed his clothes and went to wash his head again. He returned to the dormitory with a basin of hot water and wiped his whole body before finally changing his breath, feeling that all the rain on his body was gone.

"The weather these days is so weird," Han An leaned to the window, and there was another thunderous sound outside. The loud noise caused the lights in the dormitory building to flash, "His-do we have lightning rods in our dormitory? "

"Yes," Qi Cheng also stood beside him, wiping his hair with a towel, "I guess it won't stop tomorrow."

After washing, the four of them lay back on the bed, waiting for the lights to turn off.

Wu You happened to send him a message, "Have you been in bed?"

"Go," Qi Cheng, "what?"

"The temperature will drop sharply tonight, put the quilt on." Wu You said.

Doctor Guhuai also sent him a message with the same meaning in the next instant. Qi Cheng looked at the two messages and responded to the doctor politely, thanking the doctor for his concern. Then he returned to Wu You and said, "Did it rain?"

"It's soaking," the other party said, "without an umbrella."

Qi Cheng chatted with him a few words. When it was time to turn off the lights, the lights went out suddenly. After a while, the roar suddenly remembered outside. The curtains could not cover the thunder, and the whole dormitory instantly became bright.

Qi Cheng opened his eyes, opened the ceiling for two seconds, took the phone from the pillow, and broadcasted a voice call to Wu You.

I don't know if it was because of the sudden thunderstorm that came tonight, the people who inspected the dormitory hadn't moved until now, and it seemed that they didn't plan to check.

The person on the other side of QQ clicked to connect, but did not speak. The phone was attached to his face and he could hear the ups and downs of breathing.

Thunder began to ring again outside, and Qi Cheng whispered to the phone, "Wear headphones."

He touched the earphone strap, and the thunder was extremely fierce, one after another without stopping, even if he put on the earphones, he could not escape the roar.

Wu You's breathing became thicker, and there were some faint sounds of rubbing clothes and quilts. After a while, he typed and sent it, "Okay."

It seemed strange that the voice was turned on without talking and typing. The other party also realized it, and followed the supplementary sentence, "I have a cold, my throat is broken, and I can't speak."

"Then just listen to me," Qi Cheng said with a smile, "It's rare to do a good thing again, so let you sleep."

He talked in a low voice, intermittently, and talked wherever he thought. The sound in the earphones could not suppress the thunder, but Qi Zhong slowly relaxed his body, and his sleepiness gradually emerged.

After a while, the breath passed by has calmed down.

Qi Cheng was infected by the sound and closed his eyes sleepily. The two of them didn't even hang up the communication, and they both fell asleep wearing headphones.

Qi Cheng's ears heard more and more light and heavy gasps.

The sound was unbearable, low-pitched, heavy nose mixed with spraying heat, and unique distortion when passing through headphones.

Qi Cheng frowned and was driven away sleepy. His irritability and sleepiness covered his ears, and gradually heard the ticking rain outside the window.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the darkness fell into his eyes. The breathing of Xia Li and the others was calm, and there was the sound of smacking teeth, knowing it was late at night.

But the sound in the earphones abruptly awakened Qi Cheng from his dream.

The gasp in the headset was familiar, Qi Chenggang wanted to turn off the communication, and then came a low, muffled, muffled sound.

Qi Cheng paused when he went to grab the phone.

What is this guy doing?

"Wu You?" Qi Cheng called tentatively.

But the person opposite did not respond at all, and Qi Cheng changed his words again, "Qi Zhong?"

The sound of his breathing is hot, and it can burn the ears of people who listen to his voice.

Qi Cheng took off his earphones, knowing that this person was asleep.

I can still...

Qi Cheng thought of what this guy told him during the day was very cool.

This time will not be... Tsk tut.

Gee tee.

His thoughts of doing bad things floated up, raising his voice slightly, caught off guard, "Qi Zhong!"

Qi Zhong suddenly recovered from a dazed state, his voice was hoarse, and he said so unconsciously, "Qi Cheng?"

The first word is clear, but the second word is completely lost.

But when he was born, Qi Chengcheng knew that he wanted to get dirty, and Qi Zhong didn't fly, but was sick.

Just before going to bed, I said I had a cold throat, and now the curse has really come true.

Qi Cheng felt that his dirty thoughts were caused by the other party. He coughed and asked, "You touched your forehead, did you have a fever?"

Qi Zhong's mind was blank, he obediently followed Qi Cheng's words to touch his head, his mouth opened and closed, just couldn't make a hot word.

He didn't know if it was burning drowsily or he still hadn't driven away his sleepiness. After exhausting his energy, there was a whimper in his throat, which made him utter a word with great difficulty, "Hot."

"Where is your roommate, do they have anyone awake?" Qi Cheng sat up, put on a coat, and got out of bed quietly. "Are there any thermometers and antipyretics?"

The man with an unpleasant voice like a drake said aggrieved: "No, yes."

Qi Cheng, "You wait."

He squatted by the table, flashing a flashlight and found out the medicine kit prepared by the doctor last time. He carried it out and walked upstairs.

There is no one in the entire corridor, and every dormitory is dark and quiet. Qi Cheng took a big step, and finally ran up, came outside Qi Zhong's dormitory, and said to Qi Zhong: "I'm here, you open the door."

Qi Zhong, who was lying on the bed, reacted for several seconds before digesting this sentence, and he answered slowly, and the movement of getting out of bed was also extremely unstable. But when his hand touched the latch by the door, it realized something was wrong.

With the door open in his hand, he thought, what's wrong?

The door opened, and Qi Cheng entered their dormitory, pulled Qi Zhong to sit at the table, and pulled out the thermometer to let him clamp him under his arm.

The icy thermometer had just been clamped, and Qi Zhong's pupils suddenly expanded, and he bounced off his seat!

Grass fuck!

He is Wu You now!

He is not Qi Zhong!

Qi Zhong's hands and feet were stiff, Qi Cheng pressed his temperature measurement arm, "clamp it."

After subconsciously doing it, Qi Zhong also twitched his eyes, "Why are you in my dormitory?"

He was so nervous that he swallowed in the dark, and it was so hot and painful when he swallowed it, it was difficult for him to say such a long sentence.

Qi Cheng looked for the medicine in the medicine box, "Stop talking."

The medicine cabinets are densely packed, thank the doctor for obsessive-compulsive disorder, so that every piece is clean and the partitions are obvious.

Qi Cheng looked for the lozenges, took out a dark yellow pill and brought it to his mouth, learning to feed a child, "Ah."

Qi Zhong rolled his tongue uncomfortably and ate the lozenge. The freshness and medicinal smell of the pill suddenly hit.

It takes five minutes to measure the temperature. During these five minutes, Qi Cheng did not speak because of Qi Zhong's voice and his sleeping roommates, only paying attention to the time on the phone.

Five minutes later, he immediately asked Qi Zhong for a thermometer, and he tilted the long strip to see the temperature on it.

39 degrees 4, high fever, broken.

The author has something to say: Qi Cheng: dirty