It was dark inside, and only the faint light outside the window shone in, and there was a faint cold atmosphere. The man on the bed rolled over, revealing a half-polished face. With a look of forbearance on his face, he squirmed on the bed for a long time before he finally calmed down.

Zhou Xuan moved, struggled to turn on a small lamp next to the bed, and then lay back on the bed, staring at the patterns on the ceiling for a long time, came back to his senses, and frowned.

I slept until the next night. Thinking about it in such annoyance, I couldn't help but want to fall asleep again in a daze.

He was now living with a man who, apparently, didn't know when he was going out to work. The room was drowsy, and Zhou Xuan's mind was empty, and he only felt the sudden pulse of blood in his mind.

Thinking of the man, a trace of complexity flashed in Zhou Xuan's eyes.

If you want to talk about their relationship, it's really hard to say. In a sense, it can probably be called a partner or something. But last night, the two of them were "fighting" all night, and there were still his clothes scattered all over the bed under the bed...... The evidence is sufficient, saying that it is a partner or something, and it is estimated that the man will let out an arrogant sneer when he knows it.

"Still sleeping?" The man didn't know when he came back, and the lines of the cold side face looked very graceful and soft in the dim light. Zhou Xuan looked at him silently for a while, then turned his face away from him.

The man turned on another small light, ignoring his awkward behavior. Every time he finishes something, he will be very fried, today is quiet, the man raised his eyebrows, can probably be called shy?

Taking off his crisp suit, revealing his well-shaped muscles, the man changed his clothes on his own. Zhou Xuan didn't know what he muttered, and he didn't move at all. The whole person was buried under the quilt, and only the black head was exposed.

His face was very pale, curled up in a small ball, but he couldn't see it under the wide quilt. Raising his eyes and stealing a glance at the man, he opened his mouth, did not make a sound, and only buried his face in the pillow. It was only after half a sound that he said "um", which was considered to answer the man's question.

His hands clutched his stomach tightly.

He has quite a serious stomach problem, but the man doesn't know it. It was a legacy of the orphanage.

The orphanage is not a big institution, it is very small, it receives even less funding, and it is difficult to make ends meet. It's just that the dean was unwilling to give up on them, so he moved away from a relatively small courtyard as a place to stay, and took care of them with his own soup.

The courtyard is in the suburbs, and the environment is very messy and redundant. The weather is dark and damp, the air is stuffy and gray, and when you go out, you will pass through huge branches that grow horizontally, and the sunlight can rarely shine into the narrow courtyard.

But even though it's just such a small world, it's enough to be grateful.

A few of their children often looked out the window at the coming heavy rain and were dazed. Then when I saw a thin figure walking in, I would rush out in a swarm.

"Mother Chen!"

Zhou Xuan was the oldest, always walking in the forefront, looking at her with sparkling eyes. The woman smiled, touched his head, and said softly, "I'm back." ”

Then Zhou Xuan grinned and smiled brightly.

Although the life in the yard is hard, there is no lack of warmth. When Zhou Xuan was out of the dean, he always grinned with a heartless smile and played around with his younger siblings. Only occasionally would he look out the window at the huge tree in a daze, and the other children didn't understand what he was doing, but saw that his eyes were empty, and his thin body was motionless. I just felt scared, and I didn't dare to approach him when I stood aside.

Zhou Xuan turned around and glanced at his cowardly younger siblings, evoking a reassuring smile. At that time, he was thinking most about how to get out of this cramped environment and go into the sun.

"Brother Xuan?"

"Well, play by yourself." Zhou Xuan patted a younger brother's head, and then put his gaze on the tree again, holding his head high, his expression was clearly extinguished.

However, relying on the dean's meager income, their basic diet is still stretched. Irregular meals and insufficient food, in order to take care of the younger children, he was always hungry, and as a result, he developed today's delicate stomach.

Probably because I haven't eaten for a day. Zhou Xuan thought so, and the man's voice came over again.

"I have a banquet tonight, and I'm not coming back. When you wake up, get up and get something to eat, and the babysitter cooks the meal and puts it in the fridge. Ye Zhiyuan stood in front of the mirror with his tie pulled, didn't hear Zhou Xuan's answer for a long time, tilted his head, and looked at his back with a smile that seemed to be smiling.

"So sleepy?"

Zhou Xuan lazily responded with a "hmm".

……

When the room was quiet again, he revealed his pale little face, his lips were bitten white, and his forehead was covered with fine and dense cold sweat.

I don't know how long it took for the hand that was clutching the sheet to relax and lay on the bed lightly.

His stoic expression relaxed, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and slowed down for a long time before wrapping himself in loose pajamas and walking out. I got a glass of hot milk, and the warmth went straight to the stomach.

In fact, he couldn't figure out why he lived with a man for no apparent reason. It seemed that everything happened inexplicably, and before he could react, he lived with the man for nearly two years.

Just raised his eyes and looked at the simple and generous environment around him, Zhou Xuan was lazily drinking milk on the sofa, and suddenly regretted it very much. He frowned and struggled for a long time before a calculating gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Hey, Ye Zhiyuan." It was a little noisy over there, Zhou Xuan pursed his lips dissatisfiedly, and then continued in a "weak" voice: "I seem to have a fever."

"Can you come back soon?" Intentionally or unintentionally, the pitch is upturned.

The other head was obviously stunned for a moment, frowning a little uncomfortably, and only said in a cold voice after half a sound: "Okay."

In fact, he thinks that the relationship between them is a relationship. After living together for two years, although they will do some blushing and heartbeat, the man has not said anything, and he can't be amorous, right? Zhou Xuan thought so, put down the cup, couldn't help but blushed with excitement, and ravaged vigorously with a pillow.

He didn't let him know about the fragility when he was really sick, but it was necessary to trick him back. Otherwise......

Zhou Xuan snorted coldly, and suddenly laughed, revealing the cunning of a little fox. After a long time, he stopped and sat down on the sofa.

Oops, what do you have to do to fake a fever?