Lu Yi immediately panicked and didn't care about anything else, so he reached out and pushed open the door.

The door is not locked.

A ball of light bulged up on the bed, and light was cast into the room, drawing long squares on the ground.

Lu Yi walked quickly to the bed and shouted softly: "Gu Yan."

Gu Yan slept on the bed, the air conditioner was turned on very low, and the cold air outlet was facing his bed. He was wrapped in a quilt, his face was pale, his long eyelashes were drooping, and he was tightly closed. The indifference during the day all dissipated in this moment.

Even seemed a little pitiful and weak.

Lu Yi was a little soft-hearted when he saw his appearance for some reason, as if a piece of his heart had collapsed in a corner.

He bent down and pushed Gu Yan: "Gu Yan?"

Gu Yan's eyelids moved.

Lu Yi touched his forehead and found that he was really having a fever.

Gu Yan slowly opened his eyes and saw Lu Yi, there was no expression on his face.

Lu Yi looked at him for two seconds, looked for the remote control, adjusted the air outlet of the air conditioner upwards, then went downstairs to get the thermometer, medicine, water, and fever-reducing stickers.

Lu Yi put these things on the table: "Test the temperature first and see if it is severe or not. If it is serious, you have to go to the hospital."

Gu Yan sat up, probably really getting furious, and even his voice was hoarse: "Why are you back?"

He remembered that he had only called his assistant, and he didn't remember whether it was answered.

When Lu Yi heard this question, he was not surprised, just thinking that he had indeed made the wrong call.

"I'm sorry to let you down," Lu Yi handed him the thermometer expressionlessly, "You'll go down. Remember to keep your eyes open next time if something happens, don't hit me again."

Gu Yan didn't say anything, took the thermometer, and then said thank you very lowly.

Lu Yi pulled a chair and sat beside his bed, watching him measure the temperature.

Gu Yan's throat was not very comfortable. He coughed twice and covered his lips with his hands.

"Master Gu, ask a question," Lu Yi looked at him and couldn't help but ask, "How did you live so much if you are so unsense?"

After drinking, I didn't know how to go back to my room to sleep, so I had to slid on the sofa for a night. As a result, I caught a cold and had a fever. I didn't even give myself any rest time, and I continued to work non-stop. After I got back from work, I knew that I was feeling uncomfortable, I turned on the air conditioner so low and slept under the air vent.

Does this person think he has a long life? Or does he feel that his health is too good and he can't argue if he doesn't bother with it?

Gu Yan had a split headache and leaned against the head of the bed with his eyes closed: "Auspicious people will have their own appearance..."

Auspicious people will have their own appearance?

If he is sick or not, he will die. It is purely based on God's will? Is God willing to accept him?

Lu Yi was about to be angry and laughed. He took several deep breaths to barely stabilize his emotions.

Gu Yan started coughing again, and after a while, he calmed down, his cheeks were a little red.

Lu Yi looked quietly while talking nonsense.

When the time came, Lu Yi took out the thermometer and saw that Gu Yan burned to thirty-eight degrees and seven degrees.

"Take some medicine." Lu Yi handed him the medicine.

Gu Yan didn't know if he was burned or something, so he opened his eyes and looked at the medicine. He turned around and wanted to pull the quilt to continue sleeping: "No, I can get better by myself."

Does Gu Yan think he has superpowers or what?

Why is the rebelliousness so serious when I get sick? Like a child, there has not been any change in the past few years.

I just don’t like taking medicine and don’t listen to it no matter how I say it.

Lu Yi felt quite tired: "You can't get better by yourself."

"No," Gu Yan turned his back to him, "I can."

While talking, he coughed.

Lu Yi: "......"

Lu Yi looked up at the ceiling, took a breath slowly, and then he put the medicine aside first, then tore the fever-reducing patch and applied it to Gu Yan's forehead.

Gu Yan closed his eyes and curled up his body, his consciousness was probably still very blurred, and he did not resist Lu Yi's actions or cater to him.

Lu Yi sat by his bed and watched him. After half an hour, he took Gu Yan's temperature again.

This time the temperature dropped slightly, and Lu Yi felt a little relieved. He got up and went to the bathroom to make a basin of warm water, soaked the towel in the basin, wringed it dry, and helped Gu Yan wipe his body.

Gu Yan slept drowsy and had no sense of consciousness.

After doing all this, Lu Yi was a little sleepy and slowly, slowly lay on the edge of the bed.

Maybe he was really tired, Lu Yi fell asleep.

I remember going back a few years ago, a child had a fever and became sick. The fever was even worse than Gu Yan. His sister was not by his side, and Lu Yi took care of him. He took care of him for several nights but didn't close his eyes.

The child was weak and sick, had fever and cough one after another, and was lingering in sick bed. Lu Yi was penniless at that time and lived in their house. The child's sister was busy, so Lu Yi naturally took on the important task of taking care of him.

As he took care of himself, he took care of the habits. The child was particularly picky when he got sick. Lu Yi was forced to cook well by him and was also fucked with the temperament of caring for others.

In a daze, Lu Yi heard a voice asking him: "Why are you here?"

Lu Yi reluctantly opened his eyes to find the source of sound, rubbed his eyes, and before he could wake up from his dream, he subconsciously thought that he was still taking care of the child, so he blurted out: "A Xiao, have you taken the medicine?"

Gu Yan sat upright and looked at Lu Yi with an expressionless face.

Then he looked at the water cup and medicine on the table.

It turned out that Lu Yi treated him...as someone else to take care of him?

"You go to bed first..." Lu Yi's voice was so low that he almost whispered, and his eyes slowly closed, "I'll come up later..."

Still sleeping together?

What is the relationship between A Xiao and Lu Yi?

Gu Yan frowned.

After a while, he took the water at the bedside and took the medicine.

After taking the medicine, he looked at Lu Yi who was about to fall, and quickly grabbed his arm with his eyes and hands.

After a while, Gu Yan got out of bed, put one hand under Lu Yi's knees, and the other hand on his back, and hugged him up.

Lu Yi's body is thin and has no weight. He doesn't feel anything when he holds it in his hand.

Gu Yan hugged him, and was about to walk out of the room, and carried him back to Lu Yi's own room, but at this moment, Lu Yi's head, who was sleeping in chaos, turned his head and unconsciously rubbed Gu Yan's shoulder. The hot breath sprayed between Gu Yan's neck, and the voice was very light: "Brother Yan."

Gu Yan paused.

Lu Yi's voice seemed to be coming from the deepest consciousness, with trance and fatigue. If you listen carefully, you can even hear a little aggrieved meaning.

——He said in this voice: "...I miss you so much."

The hand that was placed on the edge of Gu Yan's clothes fell down unconsciously.

Gu Yan didn't say anything, and even maintained a fixed posture for a long time without moving.

The person who was pressing against his shoulder breathed evenly and longly, and might be really tired and sleeping well.

The short five words were like a small stone, thrown into a deep sea, stirring up circles of ripples, spreading and turbulent.

The waves flowing under the dark tide almost spread in this sentence, like a giant beast breaking through the gate.

——It seems that no matter when, Lu Yi can always have the ability to defeat him with just one word.

Whether it was six years ago or six years later.

It's just like this, without exception.
Chapter completed!