"Once I found out that when I was sick, my mother would suddenly appear, and my father could look at me from his busy schedule." Lin Yuyan said, stirring his fingers: "Then, I just wanted to attract their attention. When the weather is cold, I deliberately took off a few pieces of clothes to make myself sick. But I'm too timid, so I don't have the courage to take a cold shower or make myself look more pitiful even if I want to make myself sick."

"Gradually, they didn't come back. They felt that it's not a big deal for boys to have a cold and a fever. Just leave it to the nanny to take care of it." Lin Yuyan said: "Afterwards, I don't like getting sick anymore, because I don't care if I get sick. People come to see me, and although my aunt is really caring about me, it's not that she really wants to care about me. It's just her job to take care of me."

He glanced at Gu Yaoyang again, his eyes were a little red: "Thank you today, it's been a long time since no one heard of my illness, and he suddenly appeared beside me."

Gu Yaoyang was silent for a few seconds, rubbed his hair, and put his arms around his shoulders, letting him lean against his arms.

He laughed and said, "So squeamish bag is a pitiful worm?"

Lin Yuyan said, "I'm not pitiful, I just..."

Gu Yaoyang asked, "Just what?"

"It's just that I suddenly thought of this... I feel it." He added: "Besides, I rarely get sick now, and my health is very good."

Gu Yaoyang reminded with the corners of his mouth hooked: "Then why did it burn so badly today?"

Lin Yuyan instantly remembered that he was still ill, coughed a few times in a hurry, and said weakly, "It may be that the temperature here is too different from that in China, so... I was accidentally recruited."

"Oh." Gu Yaoyang patted his shoulder lightly and said, "So that's how it is."

After chatting a few more words, Gu Yaoyang didn't tease him like he usually did, as if he really felt bad that he was sick, and even his voice was softer than usual, Lin Yuyan felt soft in his heart, and he fell asleep listening to it.

I also had a dream in which someone played a lullaby on a gramophone and quietly coaxed him to sleep.

Lin Yuyan only opened his eyes at around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, after a while in a trance, he hurriedly jumped up when he realized that there was no one on the bed. It's been so long, and don't know if Gu Yaoyang has gone to the club. He should call Meng Hu first, but if Gu Yaoyang goes, he probably won't be able to answer the phone again.

Lin Yuyan secretly opened the door and looked around on the second floor. He took two steps and looked down. Gu Yaoyang was sitting on the sofa and flipping through his mobile phone. There seemed to be no sign of going out. He breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to be silent. He returned to his room and continued to pretend to be sick, only to hear Gu Yaoyang ask lazily, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Lin Yuyan's back tightened, he quickly coughed twice, limped downstairs, and suddenly remembered that he was not acting as a crippled, he became vain, and seemed to have no energy, "What are you doing?"

Gu Yaoyang said, "Look at the recipe."

Lin Yuyan sat next to him and looked after him: "Do you want to make soup?"

Gu Yaoyang: "Well."

Lin Yuyan asked, "Give me something to drink?"

Gu Yaoyang still said, "Well."

Lin Yuyan said softly, "Thank you." Afraid that he would not behave like a sick patient at this time, he coughed hard, but he coughed too hard, his throat was sore and itchy, and he couldn't stop, hammering his chest, his face pale flushed.

Gu Yaoyang looked a little disgusted, helped him get a glass of water, handed it to him and said, "Don't cough, doesn't your throat hurt?"

Lin Yuyan hurriedly moistened his throat with the cup, blinked and said, "No, it doesn't hurt."

Gu Yaoyang flicked his forehead, swiped his phone and turned the page: "Are you going to have a fever tomorrow?"

"what……"

Gu Yaoyang said: "If it still burns, remember to adjust the water temperature. A normal person burns to your temperature this morning and has already begun to lose consciousness."

Lin Yuyan was stunned for a few seconds, and then said embarrassedly, "You, when did you find out... I was pretending?"

Gu Yaoyang glanced at him lightly: "When you sat up, the warm water bag leaked out."

"Oh..." Lin Yuyan moved his fingers and clenched his fist lightly. His thumb was exposed for a while and then clenched into his fist again. Instead of being shocked and shy after being exposed, he asked, "Then today... ...are you all acting with me?"

No wonder the cooling towel was warm, so he had discovered it long ago...

Gu Yaoyang responded casually.

"Then, then...why didn't you expose me?" Lin Yuyan looked at his profile, and his eyes fell on the blue ear stud on his ear, which he seemed to wear all the time and never took it off.

"Because I like it."

"Um?"

"Because I like you." So I want to watch you fool around.

Gu Yaoyang didn't raise his eyes, he was still studying the recipe, and he had said this many times.

The first time Lin Yuyan didn't take it to heart, the second time he was drunk, he couldn't remember clearly, but he had some vague impressions.

But no matter which time, Lin Yuyan thought it was fake, until this time, he really fell silent and stared at him for a long time.

Chapter 30

The next day, the third floor of the light3 club.

Fifty players stood neatly in the training hall.

Lin Yuyan also came, and raised his hand tremblingly to greet Meng Hu, who stood in the middle of the team reluctantly, covering his eyes in despair.

Yesterday, Lin Yuyan sent him a text message to notify him in advance that he was exposed. He originally held a glimmer of hope, believing that Gu Yaoyang couldn't guess it had anything to do with them, but in the end he didn't hide anything.

Standing at the head of the team, Gu Yaoyang sorted out the bandages on his hands, glanced at the frightened players, and then glanced at Lin Yuyan, who was jumping up and down this morning, and grabbed him.

Mr. Zeng also came. All the people who participated in Meng Hu's whole plan yesterday were all there.

Gu Yaoyang glanced at Meng Hu and asked coldly, "Training is very hard?"

Meng Hu didn't dare to make a sound.

Glancing at Fen Mao again: "Is the movie good?"