Chapter 16 Reject Confession

Bo Xiyun was silent for a while.

Xu Xinyi knew that he had no letter and continued.

"Yunshen, the first time the competition team was settled, almost all students went out. Only you went to the building to study in the building. When I climbed the building to find you, I saw Yi Xueshi in the staircase."

"I went to the classroom to find you because I missed the confession with you in my heart. But then we talked and left the classroom to go to the corridor. If Yi Xuepeng kept in the building, he would really hear us. dialogue."

Bo Xiyun listened and sipped quietly.

When the other party finished speaking, he said, "I understand what you mean."

The building was really quiet that day, and Yi Zhongshen would notice that the movement of the two was not surprising.

"But if the senior hear it that day, it can't represent anything. Not to mention who he likes."

You didn't understand what I meant, Xu Xinyi couldn't help but want to vomit.

Rarely resting that day, the whole building was almost empty, and Yi Zhongshen had no reason to pass.

Who knows if he went because of Bo Xiyun?

But saying that, it is a little delusional. Xu Xinyi did not really say it, but only mentioned the most direct evidence.

"These days in the winter camp, Senior Yi Zhongshen's attitude towards you is so different from that of others. Doesn't that explain his feelings for you?"

Bo Xiyun laughed.

"That's because we may go to the same university later."

For a long time, the seniors have always taken care of him like a younger generation.

Xu Xinyi: "..."

Xu Xinyi sighed quietly and finally stopped saying anything.

Bo Xiyun only felt that Xu Xinyi was still angry because of the 18 sets of guidance books.

Therefore, he console Xu Xinyi in turn.

"There must be more eighteen sets. You can pick a set of books first to see if it is effective."

"The seniors are really powerful when pointing out people, and they are very targeted. I listened to his teachings in the competition team before, and it benefited a lot, and now it is."

After two seconds on the phone, Bo Xiyun's WeChat news was revived, and there was an emoji from the news from Xu Xinyi.

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Xu Xinyi's sigh is weak.

"Yunshen, you only have to learn in your heart."

Bo Xiyun appeased her a few more words, Xu Xinyi, in the end, she should go down, to see the eighteen sets of counseling.

Waiting for the phone to hang up, it has reached the time of the plan.

Bo Xiyun cleaned up properly and rested according to the table.

The next day was still a full study. The only difference from before was that Bo Xiyun went to the office building twice more after class.

He also thought about the situation of the senior.

Yi Zhongshen was no longer unusual. Seeing this, Bo Xiyun was a little relieved.

In fact, even on the worst Saturday, Yi Zhongshen's appearance was almost indistinguishable.

On that day, not only did Gu Sheng realize it, but even when Yi Zhongshen was at school in the morning, no one from the classmates and teachers noticed anything.

Only Bo Xiyun asked him.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable, senior?"

Bo Xiyun found that the senior seemed to be very patient.

Bo Xiyun went to the office twice and was stuffed twice to eat. The first time was a cup of hot drink, Yi Zhongshen said that he ordered too much and couldn't drink it, so he gave it to Bo Xiyun.

The second time was a big bag of marshmallows, and Yi Zhongshen said too much again, and he couldn't finish it all by himself.

Although Bo Xiyun doesn't understand why the senior's items are always over-stocked, he thinks that the senior is still a patient now, and it's normal to want to buy things when he's in a bad mood.

So didn't think anything was wrong.

But Bo Xiyun refused to accept the package of fruit candy that was too large in weight. In the end, he only took one and ran away.

Back in the classroom, Bo Xiyun was still a little out of breath because he ran in a hurry just now.

He stopped at the door to support the frame, and just wanted to calm down, but he heard voices in the classroom.

It was the end of get out of class now, and the class seemed to be sending something. What Bo Xiyun heard was the conversation between Bai Xiu and the class representative.

Bai Xiu: "This one belongs to me, um. And this one belongs to my brother. Let me take it for him."

The classroom was not noisy, so many people heard Bai Xiu's words.

Everyone looked up again, and when they saw Bo Xiyun standing at the door of the classroom, they all became even more quiet.

Mainly, Bai Xiu's name was really unexpected.

He... bro?

Aware of the strangeness of the classmates, Bai Xiu raised his head and saw Bo Xiyun at the door.

Bai Xiu smiled and put a test paper in his hand on Bo Xiyun's table. Among the classmates with rather subtle expressions, he was the most indifferent.

"elder brother."

Bai Xiu called out again.

The expressions of the classmates were even weirder.

It was only a few days before Bo Xiyun was kicked out of the house after such a big commotion from the Bai family?

Why is this called a brother?

Without waiting for Bo Xiyun to say anything, Bai Xiu smiled and said.

"Brother, have you forgotten that we are still related by blood?"

Bo Xiyun still remembered this.

Bai Xiu's biological mother is Bai Gelei's predecessor, Liu Ran.

And Bo Xiyun's dead parents are also distant relatives of the Liu family.

After all, the two are indeed related by blood.

This "brother" is not wrong.

Just, it's not necessary.

Bo Xiyun shook his head: "It's all classmates, just call them names."

Bai Xiu pursed his lips, he put his test papers away, and walked to the door in a few steps.

He said to Bo Xiyun, "I have something to tell you."

There are many people in the classroom, and it is not a good place to talk. The two walked out of the teaching building and went to a remote corner sheltered from the wind.

Bo Xiyun asked, "What's the matter?"

Bai Xiu looked at him, a little disappointed in his expression.

He asked in a low voice, "Brother, don't you remember?"

Bo Xiyun blinked, a question mark clearly appeared on his fair and beautiful face.

"?"

Bai Xiu took a low breath: "I was born with asthma. I grew up in a jar of medicine, and I have been running around to see a doctor since I was a child."

Bo Xiyun knew this.

Bai Xiu's asthma is hereditary, just like his biological mother Liu Ran.

Before, Bai Xiuhui was brought back by the Bai family because the Liu family took a child out of town to see asthma, and Bai Gelei discovered the clue.

Even now, after being taken back by the Bai family, Haosheng will be raised for so many days, Bai Xiu's complexion still looks a little pale, and he is also lean.

Bai Xiudao: "When I was young, I was very weak and often had asthma attacks without warning, so there must be someone around to take care of me. But my uncle and grandpa both have jobs, and sometimes they are too busy, so they will ask Uncle Bo and the others to come over and help. look after me."

Bo Xiyun listened quietly and continued to wait for the part related to him.

"When Uncle Bo and the others came, they sometimes brought you here." Bai Xiu looked at him and said, "It was probably when we were three or four years old... Do you remember?"

Bo Xiyun was silent.

He really doesn't remember.

Bo Xiyun woke up from a high fever, and his memory was a little confusing, not to mention what happened so many years ago.

However, if you count the time, Bai Gelei only went back to the Liu family with his ex-wife about 13 or 4 years ago to have a child.

Before the age of four, it was indeed possible for Bo Xiyun to have met Bai Xiu.

Seeing Bo Xiyun's reaction, Bai Xiu also guessed the result, he shook his head and smiled again.

"Probably because I have too few opportunities to go out, and even fewer of my peers who can play with me, so I have a very deep memory of you."

"At that time, you couldn't be much bigger than me, but he would help me get the medicine and take care of me ... coax me," My brother is not bitter, and eat sugar after drinking. "

Talking, Bai Xiu took a sigh of relief.

For a long time, he calmed down his mood and tone.

Bai Xiu lowered his head and whispered: "So, in my heart, I actually feel that you are my brother."

His voice and expression are sincere.

"I was sorry just now, if you don't like this title, I won't call it later."

Bo Xiyun looked at the other party, and his tone slowed down, and said.

"Don't call me like this, just call the name."

He explained: "If Mr. Bai heard it, he might be unhappy."

Bai Xiu responded softly: "Okay."

He asked: "Then I call you Xiyun?"

Bo Xiyun said: "Convenient to you."

Although he was still not familiar with Bai Xiu, he had been with Wu Ying for so many years, and Bo Xiyun did not want to have the impression of Bai Xiu because of Bai Gelei.

As long as Bai Xiu is not the character of Bai Gelei.

They get along normally.

After talking about the old things, Bai Xiu seemed to be much easier, and when he was looking for Bo Xiyun, his look became more and more natural.

In fact, the students were also curious about their affairs, but when they saw that they had no special response, gradually, the discussion was calmed down.

The study and life of the winter camp gradually becomes smoother and more smooth.

It was just that Bo Xiyun's calmness was broken when he returned to the hotel a day.

Since the afternoon, Bo Xiyun has not seen Yi Zhongshen. In the evening, he received a message that Yi Zhongshen said that he had something to do and came back tomorrow.

In late self -study, Yi Zhongshen did not come.

When Bo Xiyun finished class and returned to the hotel at night, he also looked at the senior's room and wanted to know if the other party was still busy.

Just when passing by the door of the senior room, Bo Xiyun heard the movement from the other side.

It seems that someone is arguing.

The three of them still lived in the original room, not far from the room was a semi -open rooftop.

The sound came from the rooftop.

Bo Xiyun stomped his toes and looked out from the glass window above the rooftop door.

The two people standing on the rooftop are Gu Sheng and Yi Zhongshen.

Gu Sheng faced the door with his back, and he could not see his expression, but he could see from his voice and movements alone. The boys changed their gentleness and emotions were very excited.

"How long have you been? Starting from your test week? ... This is not staying up late at all, you are dying!"

Across a door, the voice on the rooftop could not be completely heard, but Gu Sheng raised his voice because of his excitement, so the voice came intermittently.

"I know you always think that this is a psychological problem, not an organic disease, and you don't want to see it. But if you drag on like this, there will be an irreversible day sooner or later."

"Before you came, Aunt Su told me to ask me to be optimistic about your situation. How can I explain to Aunt Su when you are like this?"

Bo Xiyun froze by the door.

He wasn't going to eavesdrop at first, Bo Xiyun used to politely avoid others when they called, but now, Gu Sheng's words made it difficult for him to move away.

What's the matter, senior?

Bo Xiyun remembered Yi Zhongshen's abnormality on the weekend again.

...is the senior ill?

Bo Xiyun was a little dazed. He stood outside the rooftop door, feeling a little helpless for a while.

At this moment, the voices on the rooftop suddenly stopped.

Bo Xiyun raised his eyes, and through the glass, he met Yi Zhongshen's eyes that were as deep as abyss.

It seems that whenever, Yi Zhongshen will notice Bo Xiyun's sight at the first moment, he will always pass through the layers of people and obstacles, and look over without blinking for a moment.

Because of Yi Zhongshen's eyes, Gu Sheng turned his head and saw Bo Xiyun outside the door, and the unfinished words stopped abruptly.

Bo Xiyun pursed her dry lips, pushed open the door, and walked onto the rooftop.

"Feel sorry……"

He just took a step, and a boy not far away has come over.

"It's windy." Yi Zhongshen looked down at him and whispered, "Go to the room and talk."

Bo Xiyun looked up at him, was taken back indoors, and went to Yi Zhongshen's room.

Gu Sheng sighed and followed.

Entering the door, Bo Xiyun tightened his fingertips, grabbed the strap of the shoulder bag, and said again.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have overheard the seniors say..."

Before he could finish speaking, the schoolbag on his shoulders was picked up before he had time to take it off.

Yi Zhongshen took his schoolbag and put it on the chair where Bo Xiyun used to sit before.

"no need to say sorry."

Gu Sheng also waved his hand, walked aside, and sat down.

"There's no need to hide this from you."

Bo Xiyun asked, "What happened to the senior?"

He looked at Yi Zhongshen, until this moment, the boy's appearance was still the same, except that his face was a little cold and his lips lost blood.

Yi Zhongshen let the child sit on another soft chair before he said.

"Some old illnesses are fine."

Bo Xiyun went to see Gu Sheng again, Gu Sheng rubbed his face, and his palm rooted over the forehead.

Because he was too excited, his voice was a little dumb.

"Stressing skin disease, he didn't feel asleep for almost a month."

Bo Xiyun suddenly opened his eyes and was shocked.

"... a month?!"

Yi Zhongshen was watched by him, and finally lowered his voice, seemed to bring some helplessness.

"I can't sleep, but I don't sleep well."

Gu Sheng said aside.

"This kind of stress disease itself needs to rest, and if the rest is insufficient, it will frequently occur. When it occurs, it is itchy and painful. From the skin to the meat and bone cracks, people can't sleep even more."

Bo Xiyun's light lip color gradually became lighter, and almost lost blood. His lips opened several times before asking.

"How can I ... how can I relieve it?"

Gu Sheng's elbow supported his knees, rubbed his forehead again, and said, "To go to the hospital, he doesn't want to go. He feels that the treatment is too time to do things."

From the day Yi Zhongshen came to Q City, Gu Sheng had reminded him to stimulate allergies. But to this day, he failed to persuade.

"He is stunned by a stick now, and sleeps better than this."

Bo Xiyun looked at Yi Zhongshen: "Senior."

Yi Zhongshen pursed his thin lips slightly, lowered his eyes, and rarely looked back at him.

"No matter how busy you are, you can't ignore your body," Bo Xiyun said softly. "We all know that we can't overwhelm our body even if we don't finish our studies."

Yi Zhongshen's chest heaved slightly, and finally raised his eyes.

"it is good."

Gu Sheng looked at him a little suspiciously, apparently, he still didn't believe him so well, and suspected that there was a post -word.

Yi Zhongshen seems to have really changed his attitude.

"No longer worrying the senior high school."

Bo Xiyun's eyes were slightly lit, and her beautiful and round eyes became more and more dazzling: "Really?"

Yi Zhongshen responded again: "Um."

Bo Xiyun's depressed emotions finally recovered, and couldn't help asking: "Can this condition be seen? Do you want to go back to City B and go to Capital Hospital?"

"Need not."

Yi Zhongshen denied it in an instant, without any hesitation.

"There are also doctors here, I'll wait to contact."

"Don't wait," Gu Sheng stood up directly.

If it wasn't for the expert without an emergency department, he would go now.

Gu Sheng got up and went to call the doctor, not forgetting to remind him before leaving.

"Xiyun, you stay here with your senior for a while, and I'll be back when I make an appointment."

As if he was afraid that Yi Zhongshen would go back and find no one when he came back.

Bo Xiyun responded immediately.

After Gu Sheng left, Bo Xiyun looked around the room, he was thinking about something when he heard Yi Zhongshen say.

"It's a congenital immune problem. It's not serious. I had typhoid fever in June last year. In addition to the college entrance examination, the pressure increased and I had a stress reaction. Gu Sheng has seen it before, so he reacted a bit too much this time."

Bo Xiyun looked at him, obviously he didn't believe the sentence "not serious".

Yi Zhongshen said: "Not being able to sleep for a month is an exaggeration. I'm not ironclad."

Bo Xiyun thought to himself.

That's a month of not sleeping well.

He looked around and looked at Yi Zhongshen again.

"Senior, otherwise don't sit down and change to a more relaxed position."

Bo Xiyun was still thinking about what Gu Sheng said that Yi Zhongshen didn't sleep well. If he really didn't get enough rest, the senior must be very tired now.

Yi Zhongshen's usual sitting posture is extremely solemn, even now, he is still habitually erect with his shoulders and neck upright, and his back straight.

It's not really a relaxed state.

Yi Zhongshen did not object.

In the end, he half leaned on the sofa, Bo Xiyun also moved a soft chair and sat beside the sofa.

Even the lights in the room were dimmed, and changed to a soft and dim bedtime mode - Bo Xiyun caught a glimpse of the faint bloodshot in the senior's eyes, and the bright white light would definitely make it difficult to relax.

The air conditioner was running quietly, and the warm air was blowing in the room.

Under the soft halo, in the corner of the sofa, the two sat opposite each other.

The boy lowered his head, looked at Yi Zhongshen's arm, and asked softly.

"The location of the stress attack, is it the forearm?"

Outside the Tiantai Gate before, he saw Gu Sheng pointing at Yi Zhongshen's right arm, and when he was just talking, the senior's elbow was indeed a little stiff.

Sure enough, Yi Zhongshen responded, "Yeah."

Bo Xiyun bit his lip, looked at the arm wrapped in the dark shirt for a while, then looked up at Yi Zhongshen again.

Yi Zhongshen really had no way to deal with the child's gaze at the moment.

He raised his hand to undo the cufflinks, and rolled the sleeves to his elbows, revealing a firm forearm with a muscular outline.

The vision under the night light is not clear, but it can be seen that Yi Zhongshen's arm has no abnormality such as rash and swelling.

It's just that the complexion of his forearm is not cooler than usual, and now it looks a little dark red, more like the complexion that has become hot after exercise.

And even if there was no conspicuous and terrifying rash, Bo Xiyun could see the obviously tight muscle lines of the other party.

On the tight arm, it seemed that even the blue and blue blood vessels were slightly highlighted.

Bo Xiyun asked softly.

"Is it still hurt now?"

He gradually discovered a little trick. When asking key questions, he had to raise his eyes and looked at Yi Zhongshen seriously.

Sure enough, the other party was silent for a while, and the thin throat of his neck moved, and he lowered.

"Um."

Bo Xiyun couldn't help frown again, and asked.

"What ointment or the like, can you relieve it?"

Yi Zhongshen said: "Without ointment, hormone dependence will occur."

Bo Xiyun nodded and wrote down very seriously.

He looked at the outline of the blood vessels on Yi Zhongshen's arm for a while, then asked softly.

"Before that, is there any other way to relax?"

Yi Zhongshen was silent for a few seconds and said, "Sometimes I massage to relax my muscles."

Bo Xiyun was sitting a little shorter than him, raising his eyes slightly and looking at him carefully. The thick eyelashes were long and curled up.

From the perspective of Yi Zhongshen, it was even more obedient.

Good children are still asking: "Do you need a special way?" Do you need it? "

"No." Yi Zhongshen's chest was slowly undulating again. After changing this breath, he said, "You can press it."

The boy's expression brightened, but then, Yi Zhongshen said.

"But the surface of the surface is itchy, it will be more itchy after touching, and it will be caught if you can't control your hands."

Gu Sheng just said that Yi Zhongshen was painful and itchy when he had an attack.

Can't help but get itchy after catching, it is more difficult to suppress than pain, it is better not to touch.

Bo Xiyun twisted his eyebrows slightly.

Isn't that, can't you relieve it yourself?

After talking about these, Yi Zhongshen had already looked at the table by the table.

"It's not early, go to rest."

According to the usual habit, it has now reached the time of Bo Xiyun's exercises and washing.

"I can rest for a while."

The teenager sat next to the sofa and looked at him, but did not move.

"I know the feeling of being unable to sleep, and it is uncomfortable. I will count from 1 to 1,000. I also take an average of one and a half hours to fall asleep after going to bed every day. If my body is uncomfortable, it will be more difficult to fall asleep."

Bo Xiyun's tone was calm, but he persisted.

"It will be more uncomfortable to fight hard, senior, you may need to relax."

Yi Zhongshen frowned, realizing something was wrong.

"You can't sleep well?"

"Huh? I didn't sleep well." Bo Xiyun said, "I will fall asleep a bit slower, but I can fall asleep in an hour and a half."

Haven't slept well for an hour and a half?

Isn't it obvious difficulty falling asleep?

"You just said, counting from 1 to 1,000 is still awake."

Yi Zhongshen asked.

"Then how do you sleep every day?"

He was a little worried that the child might misuse the drug.

Bo Xiyun said, "Just start counting from 1."

When he said this, he didn't feel anything.

But it made people frown.

Bo Xiyun's performance has always been quite self-disciplined.

But also unexpected.

Even when it comes to rest, he is asking himself to do it well.

Before Yi Zhongshen could say anything, Bo Xiyun had already brought back the original topic.

"Senior, I just thought that if you massage by yourself, you may get injured because of the loss of control."

He is still seriously considering Yi Zhongshen's affairs.

"What if you use external force to relax your muscles?"

Bo Xiyun asked, "Have you tried a massager, or let someone else massage?"

When the young man said this, his white fingers on his knees were only a palm away from Yi Zhongshen's arm.

Even under the warm light of the dim night light, the slender white and slender fingers and the naked and firm forearm still contrasted with a slight difference in tone.

Perhaps because of being too close, Yi Zhongshen's arm muscles, which were in a tense state, could even faintly sense the delicate cool soft touch.

Yi Zhongshen's thin muscles on the back of his hand moved, and his eyes dimmed slightly.

The young man just mentioned it casually, without any intention.

But he had no idea.

Self is far more dangerously addictive than hormones.

"No."

Yi Zhongshen's voice was low, and his arms, which were already high in body temperature, tensed even more.

But those annoying itchy pains on the flesh seemed to become a lot of indifference because of speechless feelings.

Most.

It is always difficult to get rid of it.

Yi Zhongshen moved his elbow and was about to withdraw his naked forearm away from the dangerous source of addiction.

The fair fingertips suddenly closer to him.

"Perhaps controlling the massage can not only relax the muscles, but also avoid injuries."

The teenager leaned forward, and the soft voice was slightly lower.

He calmly analyzed and asked the boy carefully.

"Senior, can I try it?"