Eternal Burning

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

Okay, don't watch it, don't watch it. He kissed my pinna 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.

Go back to the hospital again, and go as soon as you want. He wants to be sick when he is with me, but he will also get sick when he is not. In the past, I 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 cháo water, I still felt hard to 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 through illness.

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 over to the room with the bag, sat down, took out something and started to unpack it.

The black cháo receded, and the whole room 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 what was on my mind.

As he unfolded the instruction manual, he distracted and replied to me: I am not the same as the surnamed 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.

All right, lie down and I'll give you medicine. After reading the instructions, he took out the disposable gloves from the bag and put them on, raised his chin towards 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 ​​just watched it, what's so shy?

I lowered my eyes and let him out.

He refused at first, but after seeing my serious expression, he stood up amusingly and put the ointment and gloves into my hands.

Teacher, I will be gentler next time. Before leaving, he rubbed the back of his hand against my cheek and said, let me do it with your expression.

If you can see the expression, it means that there is at least light, there is light... It is either daytime or the light is on.

It's really embarrassing me...

It was quite laborious to apply the medicine, and the feeling of exhaustion increased exponentially. After taking off my gloves and throwing them into the trash, I rushed out the door and said, Okay, come in.

Shang Muxiao seemed to have been impatient for a long time. Before he finished speaking, he pushed open the door with a palm, leaning on the door frame and said, I think you haven't eaten a few bites of food, are you hungry?

I shook my head, patted the seat next to the room, and said: Come and sleep with me for a while.

He smiled and fell on the ground obediently, without taking off his clothes or covering the quilt, just laying beside me with his head propped up, and patted my chest with one hand through the quilt.

Do you want to hear me sing?

I closed my eyes and leaned beside him.

want.

How about Little Star?

I smiled: good.

The soothing version of Little Star rang next to itself, accompanying me to sleep. This time, there were no nightmares or pain, and I slept until dawn.

When he woke up again, the fever had subsided, and although his bones were still a little sore, his spirit was much better.

Shang Muxiao maintained his bedtime posture, leaning sideways next to me, and when I moved, he also woke up.

what time is it? ' he asked, rubbing his eyes.

eight o'clock. I looked at my phone.

He reached out to check my temperature and compared it with his own. It doesn't seem to burn, but I don't know if it will repeat. Why don't you ask for leave today, don't go to school.

He rubbed his neck and sat up, raised his head and slackened his waist, looking at how uncomfortable he slept yesterday.

No, there is a teaching and research meeting today. And it is the teaching and research meeting of the entire department, so it is not good to be absent.

Shang Muxiao shrugged, not reluctantly: Okay, then you remember not to be too tired and not to catch a cold.

After washing and eating a simple delivery breakfast, I went out with Shang Muxiao.

When picking up the car, I found that he didn't drive the blue and white heavy machine this time, but had a relationship with me before.

The black Hummer, asked casually: Where is your locomotive?

Shang Muxiao opened the car door and answered casually: It's for Zhou Yanyi.

As for why it was given to Zhou Yanyi, whether it was a loan, a gift, or something else, the time was limited, so I didn't ask any further questions. After I got to school, I quickly forgot about it.