Chi Wang felt that the room was very noisy, and his mind was full of messy rumblings. After a while, he realized that it was his own huge heartbeat.

He slightly bent his fingers and carefully held it back, and found that Su Lian's hand was a circle smaller than his own, and it was just clenched tightly in the palm of his hand.

It is very thin and white, with a thin layer of calluses on the palm, but it is still very soft.

My heart beat faster and faster.

Wait, what was Su Lian's name just now?

Brother Chi, it seems that ‌‌‌ has been called before.

Su Lian is always a Chili with a name and a surname, his expression is indifferent, calm and emotionless.

But this time, it was different, obviously with a little bit of dependence, like whispering weak and acting like a spoiled child.

For no reason, Chi Huang remembered the night when Zhou sent people home, and Su Lian also called "brother" with this very light ending.

At that time, when he heard the surname, he thought he was calling someone else, but this time he heard it very clearly, and he was sure that he had heard it wrong.

There are not many people with the surname Chi, and the men Su Lian knows are probably not only Chi Bianhai, but also himself.

So, he was really calling himself.

Is it because it's too uncomfortable to be sick, so you act like a spoiled child?

When his eyes fell on that face, he felt that Su Lian was really pitiful and heart-wrenching. He was obviously fragile, and he had to pretend to be strong.

Only when he is stupefied will he show weakness and reveal his true heart.

But the sound of Brother Chi was really itchy.

Chi Wang rolled his throat, pressed his palm, and said softly, "Su Lian, you call again."

The person on the bed frowned, his face became paler, and the crooked knuckles revealed a trace of unease, and he refused to speak again.

As if the moment just now was his own hallucination, Chi Huang twitched his hand slightly, and his fingers were suddenly pulled, unable to move.

"If you don't leave, I will be here to accompany you." Chi Wang lowered his eyelashes and dared not move.

Hearing this, Su Lian's brows loosened, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

Sitting in the air was not very comfortable, so Chi suddenly kicked off his shoes, carefully climbed on the bed, and lay on his side.

The person who has always hated other people's touch seems to have sensed it. He turned his body and leaned against him, his hairy head resting on his shoulder, and rubbed lightly.

The thin pajamas conveyed the hyperthermic temperature, and the heartbeat stopped again.

Chi Wang raised his hand and touched his forehead, wondering if the fever was contagious. Otherwise, why do you feel short of breath, rapid heartbeat, numbness in your limbs, and high body temperature.

One hand was pulled by Su Lian, and the other hand could only slowly rub his temples to help relieve the headache.

After rubbing for a while, Chi Wang asked in a low voice, "Does your head still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Su Lian responded slowly, shook his head slowly, and drilled another inch into his arms.

Probably spent all his life's patience here, Chi Huang treated him like a child, reached out and patted the quilt lightly, coaxing people to sleep.

Patting and coaxing, he was also a little sleepy, and fell asleep with his head on his head.

Chaos, Su Lian had a dream, dreaming of the second year he and Chi Wang were together.

At that time, they still lived in a small house outside the fifth ring road of the capital. In winter, in order to save heating costs, they bought a small oven on the Internet.

The bright yellow light illuminated the room, but it was still cold, and the head was cold to the toes.

That day was the worst winter in 30 years. In the evening, the two of them were lying in bed watching a movie, shivering under a thin quilt to keep warm.

The plot is a bit boring, a bad movie that can't be talked about in a popcorn movie, just because the website is free, and the background sound is turned on to pass the time.

With a cold expression on his face, he stuffed his cold feet into Chi Li's clothes, deliberately making fun of people.

But the man didn't hide, just smiled, covered his palms, and said while kneading, "Susu, in another year or two, I'll definitely make a lot of money, and I'll keep the heating on my side. Open a big house, you wait, wait, wait."

In fact, even if you can't wait, it has something to do with it, Su Lian thought at the time.

The winter in Wucheng is also gloomy and cold. He is a child who has endured hardship. He is used to this level of hardship and feels so squeamish.

But in that second, I felt that I was really being placed on the top of my heart, and it hurt.

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"Then please give me a hug now, it's too cold." Su Lian didn't say anything sensational, and stubbornly ordered people.

Chi Wang smiled and put the man in his arms: "Okay, ancestor."

That embrace is very warm, warmer than the temperature of any heater.

In a daze, Su Lian opened his eyes, feeling that his whole body was covered in sticky sweat, with one arm across his waist.

The dormitory is dark, the night is low, there are very faint lights sweeping through the windows, and it is difficult to tell the time.

As if in a trance for a moment, he returned to that small small house again, because it was too cold, so he hugged him to keep warm.

He blinked lightly, and found that Chi Huang was lying on his side beside the bed in an extremely awkward posture, as if he would fall off the bed if he moved a little.

Only then did Su Lian react. This was his dormitory in No. 3 Middle School eight years ago, and he still has a fever.

I'm probably really confused, why do I think I'm renting a house?

"Chili, wake up." He called out, and found that his voice was hoarse, probably due to a cold.

Chi Li's eyelids trembled slightly, his arms tightened, and he lay down and moved.

Su Lian wanted to stretch out his hand to push him, but found that his right hand was so tightly held that his palm was hot.

So he squeezed his tail finger and said, "You're not helping to cool down, why did you fall asleep by yourself?"

Chi Huang opened his eyes, and his consciousness slowly recovered: "You are holding on to it and refuse to go, there is a way."

Hearing that tone, felt helpless.

Su Lian immediately retorted: "How can it be possible that there are so many nonsense stories."

"Really, you won't let go of your hand, you can only lie down with you."

"..."

"You're still coquettishly saying that you have a headache, it hurts so bad."

"..."

"Oh yes, your name is Brother Chi, why don't you usually call it that?"

"..."

Su Lian felt a splitting headache, and he couldn't tell whether Chi Wang was talking nonsense or the truth. The dream just flashed by, and he probably couldn't help but take it as a reality when he fell into memory.

He turned his head awkwardly and twitched his hot palm: "You heard wrong."

"Impossible, I hate to record it." Chi Wang sat up and looked at him with a smile, "Since the atmosphere is here, why don't you call me again?"

Su Lian stretched out his hand to cover himself with the quilt, and his voice was misty: "I'll call you uncle."

Sure enough, she was cute when she was still confused, and when she woke up, she immediately returned to her high cold, and Chi Wan snorted in her heart.

He stretched out his hand to drill the quilt and tried everywhere: "Touch it, is it still burning?"

Su Lian raised his hand and hit him, and said angrily, "Where are you touching?"

With a slight movement of his fingertips, Chi Li found that he seemed to have touched the neckline of the open pajamas, and the skin under his palm was delicate, so he did not dare to move.

He smirked and sniffed, and touched his nose: "You are covered with a quilt, and you can't see it."

Forced to be helpless, Su Lian lifted the quilt and put a stick on his forehead. The test was over.

A pale face had a strange ruddy look: "It's time to step back, I guess it's thirty-eight degrees."

In disbelief, Chi Wang stepped down the stairs and took the electronic thermometer and pressed it on his forehead.

Good guy, showing temp: 38.1c.

"Your electronic thermometer? It's so accurate." Chi Huang repeated the measurement twice, confirming that there was something wrong.

Su Lian hummed: "What time is it now?"

Glancing at the phone screen, Chi Wang lowered his head and said, "It's more than five o'clock, do you want something to eat? ‌Go and buy it for you."

This sleep, slept early until late, and was very groggy, but was sweating when was hugged by someone, so felt a lot more comfortable.

Su Lian nodded and said, "Let's have a bite to eat, and go to self-study in the evening."

The hand who ordered the meal paused, and Chi Huang said speechlessly, "Are you still going to retire when you burn? Are you still going to study at night? Is this the life of a scholar?

Su Lian slowly crawled off the bed and put on a coat: "It's already healed, it's only thirty-eight degrees, so it's fine."

Listening to this, I really thought that my body was an indestructible body made of iron.

Chi Wang was speechless, opened the menu, and silently added another ice candy Sydney.

After getting the takeaway, Su Lianzhi spoke again and finished eating in silence. After drinking the medicine and changing clothes, he returned to the classroom with a strong will.

To touch such a stubborn ancestor, Chi Huang was so ruthless that he could only escort him all the way back to Class 6.

The two of them sat down on their seats, one was exhausted, the other was exhausted physically and mentally, and both were wilted.

Gu Anjiu saw the person and raised his voice, "Brother Lian, are you feeling better? What are you doing in the evening self-study? They are usually all up..."

After he finished speaking, Chi Wang slapped his head: "You are not allowed to skip class, study hard, and look forward to it every day."

A Xueba and a Xueba stared at him with two pairs of eyes, Gu Anjiu dared not speak, and silently retracted his neck.

Su Lian raised the corner of his mouth and said softly, "It's much better, thanks to Chi Li."

"Yes, thanks to you Brother Chi—Ow—" Someone kicked him in the calf, and it seemed that his illness had improved a lot, and his strength was quite fierce.

There is still a while before the class, and there is a lot of noise all around, copying homework, gossiping, and non-stop.

Chi Lang suddenly thought of something, and after a distance, he reached out and tapped Gu Anjiu's shoulder: "Stretch out your hand."

Gu Anjiu: "?"

A chubby little chubby hand twitched slightly in his pocket and hung in the air: "I've offended you recently, do you want to tell your fortune or chop off your wrist, just say it... ‌ Brothers for so many years, you don't look at the years, but also consider to accompany you in silence..."

"Shut up." Chi Wang took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and squeezed it tightly.

There is a lot of fat, and the hand feels reluctant, just like holding a dog's paw.

Being pinched like this, Gu Anjiu looked shocked: "What are you doing? I told you, Tie Zhi, don't do things like touching your hands. Gay. Although you are quite handsome, But the heart has been decided, and the heart is not tempted."

Chi Li: "..."

Su Lian spread out his textbook, the noise was caused by other people, he just wanted to bury his head in the questions.

The fat hand was ruthlessly thrown back, and Chi Li pointed at Lin Yan again: "It's yours."

Lin Yan shook his head, his face full of resistance: "No, I refuse to hold hands with you."

"Just hold it, and I won't take your life." Chi Wang impatiently grabbed the man's wrist and dragged it, pinching it in his hand.

The repair of the joints was barely one-tenth of that of Su Lian, but it was a little thin and not soft enough, so was really panicking.

Lin Yan withdrew his hand, wondering what kind of style the boss was using: "What are you doing?"

"Yes, only one thing I don't quite understand." Chi Wang sighed, his expression very distressed.

Su Lian raised his eyelids and asked casually, "What?"

Chi Wang turned his head to look at the person who was reading the question, and said in a vague voice: "It's strange, then why did my heart keep beating wildly when I was pulling you today, making it so loud."

‌'s hand stopped, and Su Lian was speechless: "...You may have an irregular heartbeat. It is recommended to register for a consultation."

That being said, it makes sense.

"As expected of Mr. Su who wants to be a doctor, he is amazing." Chi Wang clutched his heart and suddenly realized.

Gu Anjiu turned around and asked curiously, "Who wants to be a doctor?"

Chi Wushou pointed to the side: "He has lofty aspirations and wants to be admitted to Peking University School of Medicine."

Song Jiaci on the other side of the aisle continued: ",  also want to take the test, but the score is still, almost."

"Look, our Chilin Wine and Meat Squad is going to have two doctors, you are a bully." Gu Anjiu said, grabbed his mobile phone and dragged Su Lian into the group, explaining, "Oh, the team is getting bigger and bigger, and now Brother Lian is also one of them."

What a stupid name, it's very degenerate when you hear it.

Being dragged into a small group for no reason, Su Lian looked down at the group names and silently matched their names one by one: "Chi Lin Jiu can understand, so the meat is Song Jia's words?"

Gu Anjiu spread his hands: "Whoever made him stay late, he has to choose. The names of these three have already occupied the top three. Ah, but Brother Lian, when you talk to you, you will have four characters. Not enough points."

With his fingers tapping on the keyboard, Chi Huang finished the correction in one go, boasting to himself, "It's just right now, what a genius."

Su Lian looked at it again and almost had a heart attack.

Delusion in the world changed the group name: Chilin Wine Crisp Meat

.......‌Thank you so much, there is a greasy smell in the depravity, this is even more stupid.

Su Lian remembered another thing, Mingming Song Jiaci seemed to have such a good relationship with them, why did they never see it again, and why did they mention it again.

If it weren't for the transfer to Class 6, Su Lian wouldn't even know that Chi Wang still has such a friend.

He stared at the five avatars in the small group, lost in thought.

‌The class bell rang, and the classroom instantly became silent, as if the pause was pressed, only the sound of quietly swiping the questions.

Su Lian came back to his senses, circled a bunch of questions, and patted the table next to him: "It's similar to the type of questions I talked about that day, you can do it."

Staring at the densely packed small characters, Chi Wang turned the pen with his hands, dizzy and heart palpitations.

Mr. Su, she is really cute when she is sick.

Li Guoqing swayed over the two of them, tapped Su Lian's shoulder, and asked with concern, "Have the fever subsided?"

Su Lianzhi raised his head while brushing the question: "It's much better, thank you teacher for your concern."

"You should do more exercise. You will have a fever when it rains. Why is your body so weak?" Li Guoqing, with his hands behind his back, finished chattering, "After the evening self-study, I have a lot of things to do. Running is good for your body and mind.”

Su Lian: "...Okay."

He suspects that he has been attacked by the backlash for forcing Chi Wang to exercise. Why does it seem that he is even worse now, it is a sin.

Chi Wang gloated on the side: "Run more, do more gymnastics, and watch your performance tomorrow morning."

Thinking of this, Su Lian felt that the cold was getting worse again: "I don't do it, I'm sick, I can't do it."

Li Guoqing is very reasonable: "You two have a broken arm and a fever. It's really terrible. Take a rest for two days."

Su Lian breathed a sigh of relief, if he could hide for a day, it would be a day.

This fever is quite worth it.

Ten minutes between classes, the quiet classroom was noisy again. People were walking around, and suddenly there were a bunch of takeaways carrying a bunch of milk tea, and they surrounded the door.

Gu Anjiu stretched his neck to watch the excitement: "Who is so big and buys so much?"

Cups of milk tea were distributed on the desks next to each other, and a girl with a high ponytail jumped on the podium: "Everyone, it's been hard for you to study at night, please drink your first cup of milk tea in autumn."

"Banhua atmosphere!"

"Banhua has money!"

"Banhua people are beautiful and kind!"

"Banhua is invincible in the universe!"

A group of people followed suit, Su Lian raised his head and looked forward, it turned out that this was the center of everyone's bet last night.

Looking out of the window, the treetops were swayed by the wind. It was really autumn, no wonder it felt chilly today.

Chi Wang tasted it silently, and said with disgust, "The first cup of milk tea in autumn is all a marketing thing for merchants."

Su Lian sneered: "You are really a straight man of steel."

"What, do you want to drink? Say it early, and I'll give you a cup when you order dinner in the evening." Chi said, and a cup of warm milk tea was served in front of the table.

His eyes moved down, and he landed on the name of the milk tea, and said slowly: "Taro-mud-bo-bo."

Shit, I thought that the story had already been turned over. Could it be that the vest was discovered. Is this a silent hint or a threat? He was a little stuck.

Su Lian's head also raised: "What taro paste Bobo?"

Chi Wang was very guilty, and his voice was vague: "Just the taste of milk tea, taro paste, have you ever drunk it?"

The name is very familiar, Su Lian paused for a while, isn't this the name of the blogger who posted the leading video?

He pursed his lips and looked at the girl who walked towards them quickly, a little stunned.

So this is the school girl who chatted with him by private message that day, and she happened to be in the same class?

The scalp was numb, Su Lian avoided his eyes, and continued to do the problem with his head buried in it.

Liu Youyou jumped up to the desk briskly, pushed two cups of milk tea to the two of them, and said with a smile, "Please drink."

Chi Wang tapped his fingertips, and Su Lian swayed back to himself: "Please, two of you, who?"

Liu Youyou spoke, staring at people meaningfully.

Hearing the movement, the classroom had already started to cheer with yin and yang.

Qi Tian winked and said, "What are you talking about, brothers, it's time to witness the miracle."

"Fuck, nervous, excited, Ma revealed the answer."

" Bet on Su Lian, Ban Hua looked at him with hot eyes."

"Isn't it right, her body is clearly inclined towards the arrogant master. Do you understand that her body is the most honest?"

"Anyway, a bet of fifty is absolutely impossible."

"A raise of 100 is not an arrogant lord to stand upside down and wash your hair."

Liu Youyou raised her eyebrows and emphasized, "Don't you like this special taste?"

Holding the cup of milk tea with his fingertips, Chi Wan thought to himself, this group of flowers actually gave the whole class in one breath in order to deliver milk tea to Su Lian, which is subtle enough.

I still want to pretend to be taro mashed Bobo, taro mashed Bobo is just sitting in front of you, okay?

Su Lian also spoke, thinking that the account was really empathetic, and now he has begun to make a silent gesture to Chi Wang.

This is just delivering milk tea, what are you going to do next? absurd.

The two of them had a cold expression, their thoughts were flying around, and they were thinking about something else.

The next second, he pushed the milk tea to the front at the same time, and said in unison, "Thank you, don't drink it."

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