Jin Jidong was in the hospital when he woke up, his brother was standing at the head of the bed with complicated eyes, Jin Jidong looked at him silently for a while and turned his head and said, "I know what you want to say, don't say it." ”

Jin Jiyan: "......"

Jin Jidong's experience of being beaten to the hospital for the first time was enough, so when he was lying on the hospital bed, he still felt strange and incredible, and said straight to Jin Jiyan: "Brother, I want Han to let him look good." ”

Jin Jiyan raised his eyebrows: "Can you beat others?" ”

Jin Jidong was choked and said fiercely: "Who said it was one-on-one." ”

Jin Jiyan shook his head: "Can you do it to the Han family?" ”

“……”

“…… So what do you say to do? ”

"Bear with me." Jin Jiyan looked at Jin Jidong as if he was about to jump to his feet, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, what grievances have you suffered, when did my brother not help you get it back?" ”

Jin Jidong endured it and said, "...... It's aggrieved to think about. ”

"I'm also aggrieved." Jin Jiyan said quietly, Jin Jidong raised his eyebrows in surprise, and it was the first time he saw Jin Jiyan's cold expression, "Jidong, he is playing us like monkeys." ”

Jin Jiyan lowered his eyes, "If you recover from your injury, stay at home and settle down, don't go out these days." ”

Jin Jidong wanted to say something, but Jin Jiyan handed him a smile: "Leave everything to my brother, my brother won't let you suffer." ”

Jin Jidong looked at the gloomy smile on Jin Jiyan's face and suddenly couldn't say anything, he had never seen Jin Jiyan angry, looking at this situation, Jin Jiyan seemed to be angry. He inexplicably had a bad premonition, and wanted to ask something, but Jin Jiyan had already asked the nurse to take care of him, and he left.

Jin Jidong looked at the white ceiling, and inexplicably thought of the person's cold eyebrows and the cool smile on the corner of his lips.

His heart skipped a beat.

In fact......

He said love at first sight was true.

That's why I'm so aggrieved.

This Han Fang is complaining bitterly, because of his bad stomach, so the dishes at home are all light according to Han's father's orders, but since he ate a heavy bite at Qiao Yu's last time, when he went home and saw the comparison between this porridge and the taste in his memory, Han Fang suddenly felt that he was difficult to swallow.

Han Fang himself is a picky eater, only eating what he wants, and once Han's father jumped angrily and pointed at Han Fang and scolded: "You little rabbit cub, thanks to your Lao Tzu's family, otherwise you would have starved to death if you were so picky." ”

Finally caught the opportunity Father Han didn't eat at home at noon today, Han Fang asked Aunt Zhang to make some spicy food, turned his face sideways and looked at Wen Yu behind him and asked, "What does the teacher like to eat?" ”

Wen Yu looked at himself in Han Fang's eyes, and was stunned: "I can do it." ”

Han Fang estimated that the reader might have a light taste, so he asked Aunt Zhang to make a few light side dishes.

Han Fang, who ate a meal, was very happy, seeing that Han Fang ate so appetizingly, Wen Yu suddenly felt that the food in his mouth seemed to taste more delicious.

Han Fang raised his eyebrows: "Why do you keep staring at me when you don't eat?" When he said this, his cheeks were still chewing his food, which made people feel the urge to reach out and poke it.

Wen Yu's fingers trembled slightly, and she lowered her head as if to hide something, "You like spicy food very much?" ”

Han replied absently, wondering why this teacher was staring at his mouth just now, thinking like this, he couldn't help but reach out and touch it, and looked down at a few white and fat grains of rice lying in his palm, and suddenly he was a little speechless.

The corners of Wen Yu's mouth couldn't help but smile.

After eating, Han Fang leaned on the sofa in the living room and watched TV with the remote control bored, and Wen Yu was next to him with a textbook ready to give Han Fang a lecture topic in the afternoon.

However, not long after they divided their labor and took care of their own affairs, Han Fang's stomach began to behave as a demon.

There was medicine prepared at home, and Han Fang didn't see much use when he ate it, so he kicked the chair over with an annoyed kick, and Aunt Zhang looked at Wen Yu in surprise and whispered: "Little young master is generally like this, he likes to kick things when he hurts." ”

Others are in pain, and they are all in peace, where will they toss like Han Fang like this, this can be regarded as his ability, whoever makes him feel bad, he will change the law to make others unhappy.

Wen Yu saw Han Fang's willfulness, seeing that Han Fang was so annoyed that he was about to start lifting the table, sweat came out from the corners of his forehead, his face was pale with pain, his brows were furrowed vigorously, and his face was almost not twisted together, if people who were familiar with Han Fang saw this scene, they would definitely be frightened.

After all, this living Hades is uncomfortable, so everyone has to be uncomfortable together, how can you be happy.

Wen Yu got up and poured a glass of warm boiled water and handed it to Han Fang, Han Fang turned his face away, his lips trembled slightly: "Take it away." ”

"You can drink it slowly."

Han Fang turned his head to stare at him for a while, and said in a hoarse voice, "Feed me." ”

Wen Yu's heart missed a beat with his two words, the cup was close to his lips, and some water was missed from Han Fang's chin and slid through his Adam's apple that slid up and down, and got into his clothes, his eyes were lowered, his eyelashes were thick and long, and occasionally trembling slightly to make people feel pitiful.

Wen Yu inexplicably felt that his lips were a little dry.

He turned his face away and forced himself not to look at Han Fang, "I'll help you upstairs, it might be better to lie on the bed." ”

"No, you don't." Han Fang said sullenly, his voice was weak, his appearance was listless, and he was pitifully fragile.

However, at the moment when he was silent just now, he was hugged by Wen Yu like this. Han Fang looked at Wen Yu in disbelief, and the latter pursed his lips and hesitated, "...... If I carry you, it will press my stomach and make it even more uncomfortable. ”

Han Fang forgot the pain for a while when he was shocked by the fact that he was hugged by the princess, his eyes looked at Wen Yu in a daze, and everyone who saw it blushed a little awkwardly and pursed his lips, obviously the road to the room was only ten meters, but Wen Yu felt that it was a little long.

Han Fang looked at his red face and raised his eyebrows: "The teacher is so easy to be shy, didn't he even talk about a girlfriend?" ”

Han Fang's breath brushed Wen Yu's shirt, and Wen Yu felt that somewhere on his body was the hot air that Han Fang breathed was transmitted to him, and the scorching heat made him a little overwhelmed, but there was some secret attachment.

He put Han on the bed, the other party was still humming, kicking the carved fence wood at the end of the bed, Wen Yu frowned, raised his face and said in a stern tone: "If you are uncomfortable, you have to lie down, and it will be even more uncomfortable if you exert yourself." ”

Han Fang closed his eyes: "It's just that it's painful that I want to go out." ”

Wen Yu heard the subtext - do you think I want to do this? even heard some grievances.

He walked over hesitantly, put his hand on Han Fang's stomach, and said a little uncomfortably, "I'll rub it for you, it will be more comfortable." ”

Han Fang opened his eyes and laughed meaninglessly, "The teacher really surprised me today. ”

He really didn't expect Wen Yu to do these things for him that didn't matter to him.

Wen Yu didn't make a sound, the strength of his hands was very gentle, Han Fang closed his eyes a little tired, sweat was still dripping, it was already autumn, but the sweat wet the pillow, it could be seen that it was still very uncomfortable, otherwise Han Fang would not still frown and close his eyes with a sullen expression.

Wen Yu heard Han Fang call him in a low voice: "Teacher." ”

"Huh?"

"You sit down."

Wen Yu hesitated and leaned over to Han Fang's bedside, Han Fang automatically leaned up spontaneously when he caught his body, pillowed his head on him, and hummed: "The pillow is wet and uncomfortable." ”

Because of Han Fang's movements, Wen Yu also adjusted his posture and then rubbed it for him, Wen Yu looked down at Han Fang's closed eyes and frowning eyebrows, and gently held Han Fang in his arms with his hands.

Although he felt a little ashamed of this pose.

The boy was held in the arms of the youth.

Han Fang seemed to be unconscious, his breathing was light as if there was only Wen Yu in the room, but Wen Yu also really felt Han Fang's breath spraying on him, and the scorching heat seemed to be about to bead of sweat, but it was also so itchy that it made people itch, and even Wen Yu's subordinates slowed down for a beat, and looked down at Han Fang carefully.

Han Fang's skin is a little pale, not particularly pale, people don't pay much attention, his eyelashes are very long, like a row of fine small fans, tickling people's hearts, when Han Fang opened his eyes, his eyelashes from the side of his face just matched the tail of his eyes, just right outline.

Wen Yu looked a little trance-like, both unbelievable and unbelievable He took this person in his arms, this person was very well-behaved in his arms, not the usual vitality and vigor, but with a somewhat sick appearance, which made people feel soft when they looked at it.

Han Fang seemed to have fallen asleep, his eyebrows gradually loosened, Wen Yu's hands were a little sore, but he still rubbed them very gently, Wen Yu didn't notice how gentle his expression was at the moment, his eyes looked at Han Fang intently, and his hands were extremely gentle and gentle, as if he was dealing with fragile treasures.

After a while, Wen Yu heard Han Fang suddenly say, "Teacher." ”

"Huh?" Wen Yu's voice was unconsciously lowered, with a different kind of softness.

"You're so gentle."

Wen Yu's eyebrows couldn't help but soften, and a warm smile rose on the corners of his lips.

"Just like my mom."

“……”

Han Fang's mother died early, and Han Fang's impression of his mother was only limited to a vague memory of when he was three years old, but he said that if he wanted to fuck, he would take a mirror and look at his face more, at least he still crawled out of his mother's belly, so he still looked a little like it.

Han Fang felt that he had not been in vain today, because he had found the feeling of having a mother.

Although the stomach still hurts.