Although Wei Du's fever subsided, the coffee Chen He drank had just taken effect.

After she put the pen on the table, her eyes were attracted by the bottles and cans on Wei Du's table.

It was marked with a mess of foreign letters, and Chen He couldn't understand it after reading it for a long time, so he had to put it back.

Wei Du ...... Sick?

Chen He had such a thought in her heart, the ghost sent the gods, and she took these medicines.

Behind him, there was a "bang" sound.

Chen He hurriedly got up, only to see that Wei Du had sat up at some point, staring at him silently.

Chen He swallowed his saliva unconsciously, "Are you awake?" ”

Wei Du didn't speak, and just when Chen He thought he was going to put some big move, he lay down silently again and fell asleep.

Chen He: "......"

What a strange hobby!

Being so frightened by Wei Du, Chen He couldn't sleep anymore, she simply pulled off a coat, shrank in Wei Du's sofa, and swiped her mobile phone boringly.

In a daze, I don't know when I entered the dream.

At six o'clock the next morning, Chen He woke up without even having an alarm clock, his heartbeat was still a little fast, and he thought that the effect of yesterday's coffee had not yet passed.

Wei Du maintained the last lying position yesterday and lay flat on the bed.

Chen He went over and touched his forehead, the temperature dropped, she smiled at the words written on Wei Du's face, walked to the kitchen and rummaged in the refrigerator for a long time, and slowly boiled a porridge.

In the casserole, the white and glutinous rice exudes a somewhat unfamiliar aroma to this room, and the kitchen furnished by Wannian has gradually gained a hint of popularity.

When Wei Du followed the fragrance of rice, he saw Chen He leaning against the cupboard, his whole body standing up straight as if he didn't have bones.

Those cold pots and pans were in her hands, as if they were coming to life.

"Early." Wei Du's lips curled silently.

Chen He heard the voice, turned his head sideways, looked at him, and put his phone directly on the counter, "Early?" You see what time it is. ”

"Half past six......" Wei Du glanced at the wall clock on the wall.

"It's half past six and you haven't washed up or eaten?" Chen He said.

Wei Du: "......"

If he remembered correctly, after living in the Internet café for so long, Chen He didn't get up until near noon every day.

Chen He didn't realize how "strong words" she was, she turned around and turned off the gas, took two small bowls, and put the porridge out, "What kind of place are you, the pharmacy is far away, the supermarket is so far away, there is no food in the room, there is only some rice left." ”

Wei Du listened to Chen He's count, and he didn't know what he remembered, and the corners of his mouth raised, "It's still a little good." ”

"What's the benefit?" Chen He looked at it suspiciously.

"For example, if you live on the first floor, the security is not strict." Wei Du showed a mouthful of white dangling teeth, "It's convenient for someone to come in in the middle of the night for a tryst." ”

Chen He was choked by Wei Du, her eyes wandered over Wei Du's face for a moment, and she was surprisingly lifeless, "What are you still doing, hurry up and finish washing and drinking porridge." ”

Wei Du was stunned by Chen He's reaction, and then when he passed by the washstand, he saw the three big characters on his face.

Wei Du narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous light flashed quickly under his dark eyes.

Chen He brought the two bowls of porridge to the table, and when Wei Du came out, he had already cleaned up, and he couldn't see the depressed energy of lying down yesterday.

The shirt on his body hadn't had time to be changed, and after a night of ravage, it was a little wrinkled.

The buttons at the neckline slipped loosely to the chest, revealing a large area of well-defined pectorals.

It looks both serious and debauched.

On the bridge of his nose, out of nowhere, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses were turned out and hung lazily.

Wei Du's originally lazy aura was added to the meaning of knowledge, and the two completely different breaths fused together, giving rise to a feeling that made people blush and heartbeat.

Chen He coughed lightly, "What glasses are you wearing in the morning, you can't see it." ”

"I'm short-sighted." Wei Du raised his eyebrows and sat straight over.

In close contact, Chen He was provoked by Wei Du's commotion this morning.

Chen He lowered his head, eager to bury his eyes in the white porridge in front of him, "I haven't seen you wear glasses before, how myopic are you?" ”

"Fifty." Wei Du took a bite of porridge, and the corners of his eyes were bent.

Chen He laughed dryly, "Wow, the degree is really high." ”

"yes, I can't see who wrote on my face without glasses." Wei Du stopped what he was doing and looked at it slowly.

"Yes, how can I not see the words on your face." Chen He was "surprised" and authentic.

"Maybe I'm dreaming." Wei Du lowered his head again, "I dreamed that I was dead, lying in the funeral home, and someone helped me put on makeup." ”

"Dreams are all reversed." Chen He said.

"That's the death of the guy who helped me with my makeup?" Wei Du Road.

"......" Chen He picked up the porridge expressionlessly, covering most of his face, "I don't say anything about eating, I don't say anything when I sleep." ”

After eating, Chen He stood up and said, "Clean up the bowl and wash it." ”

Wei Du's expression moved, "Okay, let's go back together after packing up." ”

Chen He didn't react to the deeper routine in Wei Du's words, and nodded, which can be regarded as a response.

Wei Du pushed the feet of his glasses and went to wash the dishes very obediently.

Chen He was lying on the sofa, looking at Wei Du's back, and stopped talking.

What happened last night was a little weird, it seemed that Wei Du was just lying there because he had a fever and couldn't move, but Chen He always felt a little relieved.

It's just that Wei Du revealed this matter in a few words, and obviously didn't want to mention it.

Chen He could only suppress the doubts in his heart.

After Wei Du finished washing the dishes, he changed his shirt again, put on a white short-sleeved shirt, and put a coat on the outside, he touched the clothes that Chen He had finished, but they didn't dry them, and threw them directly into the washing machine, turned over a black coat from the cabinet, and handed it to Chen He, "Wear mine." ”

Chen He took it and looked at it, it was a little familiar, she frowned and unfolded her coat, and saw a familiar school emblem, "You went to school in this high school?" ”

Wei Du seemed to just take a piece of clothing to Chen He, and just replied calmly, "Hmm." ”

"I went to high school here, too." Chen He didn't notice the smile in Wei Du's eyes, and put on his clothes in surprise.

"Oh, really?" Wei Du appropriately chatted with Chen He about high school.

Chen He was dazed all the way, and it wasn't until she reached the door of her own Internet café that she realized something, suddenly stopped, and turned back to stare at Wei Du in disbelief.

"What's wrong?" Wei Du's hands hung in his clothes pockets, his hair was blown crooked by the wind, and he regained his indifferent appearance.

Chen He opened his mouth and hesitated.