The young man was still very resolute, and He Yu had no choice but to prepare to leave.

After all, it's a holiday, and it's also a reunion festival, so I won't come back after eating at He's house, and I may go directly to school tomorrow.

"yes, got it." The young man rubbed his eyes, with a nasal voice, carrying his schoolbag, looked up at He Yu's worried eyes, and smiled helplessly: "I know, it's okay, go ahead, I'm not a child anymore, why are you like an old mother?" ”

“！”

Worried that his younger brother would be said to be an old mother, his brother pinched his face angrily.

"Are you really leaving?"

"Hmm!"

The young man watched He Yu leave, and his eyes slowly dimmed, but he pulled the schoolbag on his body and sneezed.

I don't know if it's because I've been too tired recently, or if I'm preoccupied, under the pressure, Bai Qi knows that he has a cold.

On the way back, I went to the pharmacy to get some medicine, and bought a thermometer and a fever reducer.

By the way, I also brought a bowl of porridge back, which was dinner in the evening.

When he got home, the boy poured himself a cup of hot water, put the medicine next to him, and while drinking the porridge himself, he skillfully put a thermometer under his squeaky nest.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, put it down, and when it was put into the trash, the thermometer was also taken out.

39.2°

It's not light.

The young man laughed helplessly, dragged his sick body, took out the medicine in a daze, took the warm water, and ate the medicine.

He returned to the quilt in the room, put on the fever-reducing patch, and felt that his body was too heavy to move, so he rolled up the quilt and fell asleep.

It's just a small cold.

It's nothing.

That's how he's always been.

But—

The full moon hangs high outside, in the festival of reunion.

The young man lay on the bed, silently rolled himself up, wrapped himself in the quilt, his body trembled slightly, and the tip of his nose was red on the young man's beautiful face.

Quiet and silent throughout the quiet direction.

He's alone.

He's the only one.

……

Clicks–

The moment the key turned and the door was opened, the person who walked in saw the cold medicine on the cabinet next to it.

The other party was stunned for a moment, frowned, didn't bother to take off his shoes, and strode directly to the bedroom and opened the door!

Swish.

The door was opened in an instant, and the light in the living room entered to illuminate the dimly lit room.

He Yu glanced around, and finally locked the boy curled up in the bed on the window.

The thin blanket wrapped around him could not cover the young man's thin body, and his beautiful little face was pale, and there was a fever-reducing patch on his forehead.

The tip of his nose was still red, and there were tears on his eyelashes, and he looked small, pitiful to the point of palpitation.

He Yu stepped forward quickly, touched the fever-reducing patch, frowned and carefully removed it.

The sleeping teenager let out a grunt aggrievedly.

It's very light, it's small, but it's like a gentle touch on the tip of people's hearts.

He Yu's hand froze, pursed his lips, put the fever-reducing patch beside him, and looked back at his youth.

The boy had already opened his beautiful amber eyes, shrouded in mist, and looked at him blankly.

"Bai ......" He Yu frowned, his face was slightly gloomy, and he was about to drink him as an elder brother and let himself leave without telling him if he was sick.

Swish.

The young man's thin arms struggled to stand up.

In the next second, he pounced and hugged He Yu.

“……”

He Yu froze, the thin young man lay in his arms, his arms tightly wrapped around his waist, and his little face pressed against his chest, rubbing suddenly.

A soft voice sounded in the next second.

"You're back?" The boy leaned on his chest and whispered, "I miss you so much." ”