I don't want him to think I'm "troublesome", an untouchable glass doll. After all, I was already very troublesome, and if I got into trouble again, few people would be able to bear it.

"Have you been on medication?"

Shang Muxiao was not satisfied with my answer, and frowned to lift my quilt. Naturally, I refused to let him lift it and started a fight with him. In the end, because of lack of energy, I was out of breath and was defeated. He pressed him on the bed and pulled off his pants.

Yesterday everything happened in the dark, and I could still fool myself and tell myself he didn't see anything.

The lights are so bright these days that I can see clearly as long as I'm not blind. No matter how good I don't want to deceive myself, I can only bury my face in the pillow, grab the sheet under my palm with both hands, and tremble in shame.

"Shang Muxiao!" As soon as I got excited, my head became even more dizzy, and I felt like the world was spinning when I closed my eyes.

"Okay, okay, don't look at it." He kissed my auricle from behind and pulled the quilt on for me.

I ignored him and buried my face in the pillow.

He got up and walked out, and soon, I heard the sound of the door opening and closing outside.

The room was silent again, I raised my head and looked at the door, the door was half open, obviously Shang Muxiao had left.

What... is this gone?

Bit by bit, there was bitterness in my heart, mixed with the pain caused by the fever, and the energy was so violent that it made my nose feel faintly sour.

He fell back on the bed again, and left as soon as he thought about it. He would get sick when he was with me, but he would get sick when he wasn't there. In the past, he could be alone, and now I can be alone.

I thought about it, but when the loneliness I had long been accustomed to hit like a tide, I still couldn't breathe.

I haven't been sick for so long that I've forgotten about it. It's hard to endure loneliness when I'm sick.

Ironically, my tolerance for loneliness was mostly cultivated on the hospital bed.

While thinking wildly, I almost made a mental construction for myself, and suddenly there was the sound of the door opening again.

I turned around and stared at the half-open bedroom door without blinking.

Shang Muxiao appeared outside the door shortly after, holding a small bag in his hand, panting for breath, and the tips of his ears were frozen red.

"The clerk said that applying this is useful and can promote wound healing." He walked to the bed with the bag, sat down, took out something and began to unpack it.

The dark tide receded, and the whole house became bright and warm again.

In just a few months, I changed from a person who enjoys loneliness to a person who fears loneliness.

Love is so beautiful and so terrible. It made me no longer me, made me a new me, a strange me.

"I thought you were gone..." I sat up, and because it was too unexpected, I said everything that was on my mind.

As he unfolded the manual, he distracted and replied, "I'm not the same as the one with the surname Yang."

I reacted for a while before using my sluggish brain to figure out why the surnamed Yang appeared in the conversation and who the surnamed Yang was.

"Okay, lie down, and I'll give you the medicine." After reading the instructions, he took out the disposable gloves from the bag and put them on, raised his chin toward me and said.

I didn't move, I spread out my hand at him: "Give it to me, I'll do it myself."

He pointedly glanced at my lower body: "I have seen it just now, what is there to be shy about?"

I lowered my eyes and let him out.

He refused at first, and then looked at my expression seriously, and stood up with a funny way and handed the ointment and gloves to me.

"Teacher, I will be gentle next time." Before leaving, he stunned my cheeks with his hands, and said, "Let me look at your expression."

You can see the expression, which shows that there is at least light, light ... either the light is turned on during the day.

It really embarrassed me ...

It is quite difficult to apply good medicine, and the feeling of fatigue increases. Take off the gloves and throw it into the trash, I rushed out: "Okay, come in."

Shang Muyu seemed to have been impatient, and pushed the door open without a hand, leaning on the door frame: "I think you haven't eaten a few sips, are you hungry?"

I shook my head and patted the side of the bed, and said, "You come here to accompany me to sleep for a while."

He smiled, went to bed obediently, did not undress, and did not cover the quilt. He just lay on my head and lay on my side, and patted my chest across the quilt with one hand.

"Do you want to listen to me singing?"

I closed my eyes and leaned towards him.

"want."

"How about" Little Star "?"

I smiled: "Okay."

The soothing version of "Little Star" sounded next to himself, accompanied me to the dreamland. This time, there was no nightmare entanglement, no pain torture, and he fell asleep until dawn.

When woke up again, the burning had retreated. Although the bones were still a bit crispy, the spirit was a lot better.

Shang Muyu maintained a post -bedalide posture, next to me, I moved, and he woke up.

"What time is it?" He asked with rubbing.

"Eight o'clock." I glanced at the mobile phone.

He reached out to explore my temperature and compare with himself. "I don't seem to burn, but I don’t know if it will be repeated. If you take leave today, don’t go to school."

He rubbed his neck and sat up, raised his head and raised his waist, and looked at it very uncomfortably yesterday.

"No, there is a teaching and research meeting today." And it is the teaching and research meeting of the entire department. The absence is not good.

Shang Mu's shrugged should not be reluctant: "Okay, then you remember not to be too tired, and don't get cold."

After washing, I had eaten simple delivery early, and I had a door with Shang Mu.

When I took the car, I found that he did not drive the blue and white machine this time, but had a black Hummer who had a relationship with me before driving. He asked casually: "What about your locomotive?"

Shang Muyao opened the door and answered very casually: "Give Zhou Yanyi."

As for how to give Zhou Yanyi, borrowed or other, time was limited, I didn't ask much, and then when I arrived at the school, I quickly forgot about it.

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