Hypocritical Adonis

When someone passed the warehouse under an umbrella, Qi Chengran ran out first.

His speed was so fast that as soon as his coat got wet, he had successfully ran under a gray-handled umbrella. Qi Zhong looked at his back with a sharp eye, and also followed up.

The rain wets his hair and hits his head heavily. The dress on the calf was the wettest fastest, and was tight against the skin without running a few steps. Qi Zhong rushed to the umbrella in front of Qi Cheng and turned his head toward Qi Cheng to show a chuckle.

Big white teeth flickered, and the rain on his face was thrown to the air with the movement of turning his head, Qi Cheng looked at him behind him, and closed his eyes subconsciously.

Fear of being thrown on the face.

But his face was actually soaked, so Qi Cheng opened his eyes again, Qi Zhong pointed at him and laughed, mockingly said: "Qi Cheng, are you handsome by me?"

"I was scared by the water on your face," Qi Cheng hummed, "Don't shake my face."

They rubbed all the boys' umbrellas. The gray and white plaid umbrellas were extraordinarily ordinary, and they were not as bright as Qi Zhong's smile.

They didn't know the two boys, and they would listen to them with a smile.

Qi Zhong's eyes widened, and he took the umbrella from the people around him, and then turned violently. The rain on the umbrella spattered the people behind him.

"..." Qi Cheng wiped the water from his face. He narrowed his eyes and took the umbrella from the boy next to him. He was about to learn the way of Qi Zhong, and Qi Zhong was already carrying people around him. Laughing away.

"Qi Cheng, do you think I will be stupid enough to stand on the spot and be sprinkled with water by you!"

"Lying trough!"

The boy who kindly borrowed Qi Cheng's umbrella around him stunned, "Dude, your friend is too cheap."

"You can't say it?" Qi Cheng asked him.

"You must go," said the grumpy brother, "can't stand it, go!"

So Qi Chengcheng and the buddy got up, ran to the wind with an umbrella, and finally retaliated back, and several people were completely wet through.

At the bottom of the dormitory building, the two kind-hearted boys waved towards them and walked to the dormitory building in the second grade. Qi Cheng and Qi Zhong looked at each other as they fell, and couldn't help Qi Qi laughing out loud.

Xia Li and they were behind. When they came over, they were at least much better than Qi Cheng’s image. He looked at the two stupid people in front of him, "Handsome, are you going to chase me on a rainy day?"

Qi Cheng took off his coat and screwed up excess water, "Qi Zhong's trouble."

After he screwed up the water, Qi Zhong slapped his coat in his hand. The man looked at him, turned and hummed the song upstairs.

"What are you doing with my clothes?" Qi Chengyang said.

Qi Zhong turned his back on him, the pace became faster and faster, "I will wash it for you."

The voice is loud, and I'm not afraid of being heard. Before he was asked to wash clothes, he did it sneakily, for fear of being known by others. Now that there are other people in the hallway of the dormitory, he is not ashamed.

Qi Zhong walked upstairs generously. There was still water dripping on his body, and the water sparsely followed his footsteps, and raindrops stood on his fingertips.

The school uniform pants were soaked in water and clung to the thighs. Above the thighs, it was the curve of the buttocks that was extremely firm and strong due to the perennial exercise.

Qi Cheng looked at the stairs for a while and then looked away.

He followed Xia Li to the second floor. Zhu Fan and Han An had already arrived at the dormitory, wiping their hair with a towel, and they were also showering badly.

Qi Cheng changed his clothes, washed his head again, carried the basin of hot water back to the dormitory, wiped it all over and finally changed his breath, feeling that all the rain was gone.

"The weather these days is too weird," Han An leaned beside the window, and there was thunder outside again. The loud noise made the lights in the dormitory building flash. "His-do we have lightning rods in our dormitory? "

"Yes," Qi Cheng also stood beside him, wiping his hair with a towel. "I don't think it will stop tomorrow."

After washing, the four men lay back on the bed, waiting for the lights to go out.

Wu You just sent him a message, "Are you in bed?"

"Go up," Qi Cheng, "how?"

"The temperature will drop sharply tonight and cover the quilt," Wu You said.

Dr. Gu Huai also sent him a message with the same meaning in the next instant. Qi Cheng looked at the two messages and responded to the doctor politely, thanking the doctor for his care. Then he went back to Wu Youdao: "Is it raining?"

"Drenched," said the other, "without an umbrella."

Qi Cheng chatted with him a few words. When it was time to turn off the lights, the lights suddenly went out. After a while, the outside suddenly remembered the roar. The curtains pulled up could not cover the thunder, and the entire dormitory became transparent.

Qi Cheng opened his eyes and opened the ceiling for two seconds. He took the phone from next to the pillow and broadcast a voice call to Wu You.

I don’t know if it was because of the sudden thunderstorm tonight. The people who inspected the dormitory have not moved until now, and it seems that they are not going to check.

The person on the QQ side clicked to connect, but did not speak. The mobile phone was attached to the face, and he could hear the undulating breath.

Thunder bursts again outside, and Qi Cheng whispered into the phone: "Wear headphones."

He touched the headset and the thunder was extremely fierce, one after another without stopping, even if the headset was put on, he could not avoid the roar.

Wu You's breathing became heavier, and there were some subtle sounds of clothes and quilts. After a while, he typed it in and said, "Okay."

It's a bit weird when I don't speak in the voice, so the other party recognizes it and follows the supplementary sentence, "Cold, the voice is broken and I can't speak."

"Then you just listen to me," Qi Cheng said with a smile. "It's rare to do good deeds, and coax you to sleep."

He whispered in a whisper, intermittently, wherever he thought, the sound in the headphones could not suppress the thunder, but Qi Zhong slowly relaxed his body, and his sleep gradually came.

After a few moments, the breathing passed was smooth.

Qi Cheng was infected by this voice and closed his eyes sleepily. The two of them even hung up the communication, and both fell into sleep with headphones.

Qi Cheng's ears were more and more wheezing.

This sound is unbearable, low dumb, heavy nose mixed with thin heat, and the unique distortion when passing through the headphones.

Qi Cheng frowned and was driven away from his sleep. His ears covered by irritability and drowsiness gradually heard the ticking rain outside the window.

He slowly opened his eyes and entered the darkness. The breathing of several of them was calm, and the sound of slurping his teeth, he knew it was late at night.

But the sound in the headphones, Qi Cheng awoke from the dream.

The wheezing sound in the earphones was familiar, Qi Chenggang wanted to turn off the communication, and there was a muffled, muffled sound.

Qi Cheng paused with his mobile phone.

What is this guy doing?

"Wu You?" Qi Cheng screamed tentatively.

But the person on the opposite side did not respond at all, and Qi Cheng changed his voice again, "Qi Zhong?"

The breath was hot, and the ears of those who listened to him were also hot.

Qi Cheng took off the headphones and knew that this person was asleep.

After falling asleep...

Qi Cheng thought this guy told him very cool during the day.

It won't be at this time... Gee.

Gee.

His bad thoughts floated up, raised his voice slightly, and was caught off guard, "Qi Zhong!"

Qi Zhong violently recovered from the confused state, his voice was already hoarse, so he said so unconsciously, "Qi Cheng?"

The first word is quite clear, and the second word is completely silent.

However, when he was born, Qi Chengcheng knew that he wanted to be polluted. Qi Zhong did not fly, but was sick.

Just before going to bed, I said that my cold and throat broke, and now the curse is really fulfilled.

Qi Cheng felt that his dirty thoughts were caused by the other party. He coughed and asked, "Did you feel a fever if you touch your forehead?"

Qi Zhong's mind was blank. He obediently followed Qi Cheng's words and touched his head. His mouth opened and closed, and he couldn't say a hot word.

I don’t know if it’s burning, or he hasn’t driven off his drowsiness yet. He exhausted his energy and whimpered in his throat, which made it very difficult to spit out the words, “Hot.”

"What about your roommates, do they have people awake?" Qi Cheng sat up, put on a coat, and went to the bed quietly. "Is there a thermometer and antipyretics?"

The voice was so bad that he was wronged with the male duck-like person: "No, yes."

Qi Cheng, "You wait."

He squatted beside the table and used a flashlight to find out the medicine box the doctor had prepared last time. Carrying it out, went upstairs.

There were no individuals in the entire corridor, each dormitory was dark and quiet. Qi Cheng took a big step, and finally ran away, came out of Qi Zhong's dormitory, and said to Qi Zhong: "I'm here, you open the door."

Qi Zhong lying on the bed reacted for a few seconds before digesting the sentence. He answered slowly, and the movement of getting out of bed was particularly unstable. But when his hand touched the latch at the door, it just reflected something wrong.

With the door open in his hand, he wondered, what's wrong?

The door opened, and Qi Chengcheng entered their dormitory, took Qi Zhong to the table, and pulled out the thermometer to clamp him under his arm.

The cold thermometer had just been clamped, and Qi Zhong's pupils had expanded violently, and he bounced from the seat!

Grass fuck!

He is now Wu You!

He is not Qi Zhong!

Qi Zhong's hands and feet were stiff, Qi Cheng pressed his arm to take the temperature, "clamped."

After subconsciously doing this, Qi Zhong also narrowed his eyes, "Why are you in my dormitory?"

He was so nervous that he swallowed saliva in the dark, and it was a hot pain when he swallowed it. It was hard for him to say such a long sentence.

Qi Cheng was looking for medicine in the medicine chest, "Don't talk."

The medicine cabinet is densely packed, thanks to the doctor's obsessive-compulsive disorder, each piece is clean and the partition is obvious.

Qi Cheng found out the buccal tablets, took out the dark yellow tablets and reached his mouth, learning to feed the child, "Ah."

Qi Zhong unconsciously rolled his tongue and ate the lozenge. The freshness and taste of the tablet suddenly struck.

It took five minutes to measure the temperature. During these five minutes, Qi Cheng didn't speak because of Qi Zhong's throat and his roommates who were sleeping, only paying attention to the time on the phone.

Five minutes later, he immediately asked Qi Zhong for a thermometer and tilted the slender bar to see the temperature on it.

39 degrees 4, high fever, broken.

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