Irreversible

Wei Shao was silent for a while, and then said to Ji Peiyan: "I am not your protagonist, and Fei Luo will not be the female monarch."

Ji Peiyan smiled and said, "I didn't say that, just think of me as being nosy."

Wei Shao was silent for a moment, then said, "He's still waiting for me, Mr. Ji, let's get back to chatting."

Ji Peiyan: "Okay, goodbye."

After hanging up the call, Wei Shao stood there in a daze for a long time.

[Not ready yet?] 】Filo’s message popped up from the terminal.

Wei Shao suddenly came back to his senses and typed: [Immediately

Halfway through losing, he suddenly frowned as he stared at the message in the chat box.

The scheduled messages "Did you eat on time?" are arranged vertically, with the last one being at noon today.

What's the scheduled message tonight?

Could it be that because he hadn't said anything for several days in a row, Philo simply cancelled the scheduled message?

Wei Shao's lips gradually pursed into a line.

He suppressed the disappointment and regret in his heart, and continued to reply: [Okay, I'll be right back. 】

Wei Shao adjusted his expression in front of the mirror, took a few deep breaths, and then walked out with steady steps.

Philo was standing in the same position and posture as before he left, as if he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to find him when he came out.

Very well behaved.

The moment his eyes met with Filo's, Wei Shao's heart almost softened like marshmallow.

But when he thought that Philo might wait for others like this in the future, the marshmallow was blasted into a charred shell.

Wei Shao suppressed the messy thoughts in his mind, walked up to Fei Luo, took the prescription and inspection report from Fei Luo's hand, and said nonchalantly: "Let's go downstairs to get the medicine."

Philo frowned slightly and did not move.

Wei Shao asked, "What's wrong?"

Philo looked at him: "You haven't finished what you said before...what do you want to tell me?"

Wei Shao's fingers tightened subconsciously, he drooped his eyelashes slightly, avoiding Fei Luo's sight: "I just want you not to worry."

Philo stared at his brows quietly.

"The empire is so big, there will always be a suitable male insect who can take good care of you..." Wei Shao's back of his hand was bulging with veins. He skipped over the details awkwardly and whispered, "Don't be afraid."

Philo's pale lips moved, without saying yes or no, he just said tiredly: "Go get the medicine first."

The medicine the doctor prescribed for Philo was rather special. It was neither a capsule nor a decoction, but rather bags of dried herbs that looked very similar to the Chinese medicine bags that Wei Shao had seen before.

The pharmacist who dispensed the medicine followed the instructions from the doctor and said, "Drink it every morning. It will take two or three days to see the effects. Don't drink it for a short period of time after you see the effects. Stop drinking it when you have had enough."

Wei Shao was well aware of the principle that all medicines are poisonous, and he took note of it carefully.

He took the instruction manual and read it carefully.

The efficacy column states that it "has a beneficial effect on the recovery of the female insect's blood during the frenzy period", and the adverse reaction column states that "those with weak physical fitness may experience drowsiness and body soreness after each course of treatment."

He handed the list to Philo, wanting him to take a look at it, but Philo just glanced at it quickly and gave up, not paying any attention to it at all.

Wei Shao: “…”

He sighed softly, folded the list and put it in his pocket, then took Philo's sleeve and said, "Let's go home."

-

It was already completely dark when he got home. He sent Philo upstairs and stood at the elevator entrance, ready to watch Philo go in.

Philo took two steps and suddenly stopped.

He turned his head and said very softly, "Won't you come in and sit down?"

Wei Shao's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he thought it was too late now.

"You haven't come up to eat with me for many days."

Many people had accused Wei Shao, saying that he was terrible, evil, and hopeless, but it was not until this moment that Wei Shao truly realized that he was indeed a bastard.

He knew clearly that he was an outsider, and knew clearly how much Philo valued him as a friend and their friendship, but he also knew clearly that it was not right, could not, inappropriate, and outrageous to do so.

But he still had evil intentions.

Then he hid himself away in self-deception, unilaterally cut off contact, and left Philo, who was completely unaware, at a loss.

Wei Shao's throat felt a little dry, and he lowered his eyes hastily. After a long while, he said softly, "Here it comes."

He stepped forward, put his arm around Philo's shoulder as naturally as he had done before, and led him into the house.

"It's too late today," Wei Shao sat down in front of him and said half-coaxingly, "Go wash up and get some sleep first, okay?"

Most of the time, Philo would not refute him, but today Philo seemed a little abnormal.

He shook his head, his light-colored eyes looking at Wei Shao quietly.

As obedient and dependent as a cat.

Wei Shao's breathing suddenly became disordered. He suddenly stood up and walked towards the kitchen: "I'll go see if there is a pot suitable for boiling medicine."

Philo looked at his back as he tried to avoid him, his face expressionless, but his hands hanging on the chair were clenched white.

The second time.

Philo leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling. The light stung his eyes, and his already pale face became even paler.

-

Wei Shao became even more upset after he escaped into the kitchen.

What I was thinking in my heart was not to think too much and just treat Philo as a good brother as before.

But some things, once you realize them, are like broken window paper, and can never be restored to their original appearance.

He stood there for a while, then squatted down and rummaged around in the utensil cabinet for a long time, but only found a small metal milk pot, and no jar suitable for cooking medicine.

It was a bad idea.

Fortunately, it is not needed for the time being, so Wei Shao plans to go to a small supermarket to buy it tomorrow morning.

He put the small milk pot into the cleaning and disinfection cabinet and rolled it around, then took a box of fresh milk from the refrigerator and poured it in to boil.

There are no cows in this world, and common animal milk tastes fishy, ​​closer to goat's milk. Wei Shao squeezed some sour fruit juice into it to neutralize it.

When I came out with the milk, Philo was gone.

Hearing the sound of splashing water coming from the bathroom, Wei Shao breathed a sigh of relief and warmed up the milk again.

He looked at the time and it was almost twelve o'clock.

Wei Shao sat down on the sofa, ready to wait for Fei Luo to come out and leave after he finished drinking milk and fell asleep.

Finally, I got the news from Ji Peiyan.

Ji Peiyan: [Have you thought it through? 】

Wei Shao, a man who was not afraid of even swords, guns, sticks or clubs, was so afraid to open the dialog box because of this sentence.

Wei Shao certainly knew what he was talking about.

There must be a solution to Philo's problem.

Frankly speaking, Wei Shao didn't want to talk about Philo's private affairs with anyone, which was very disrespectful to Philo.

But the guy opposite happened to be He Fei, the person who created Philo. In Ji Peiyan's eyes, Philo probably had no secrets.

Wei Shao directly sent over a list of names written down in his memo.

Ji Peiyan was quite surprised: [What is this? Why are there still senior students here? 】

Wei Shao said: [I have had a brief acquaintance with them, and their personalities and looks are all okay. 】

He had no way to explain why he had found so many male insects but never mentioned it to Philo. Fortunately, Ji Peiyan wouldn’t ask.

Wei Shao felt like his mind was torn in two, one half was howling and screaming in his mind, and the other half was talking to Ji Peiyan in an absolutely rational manner: [I originally wanted to stay in touch with them for a while and find out their background. I didn't know that Philo's situation was so urgent and he couldn't wait any longer. 】

Ji Peiyan: […Is it necessary to go to so much trouble? 】

Wei Shao said directly: [Kweiyi is not okay. 】

Ji Peiyan: [Why are you so malicious towards him? 】

Wei Shao: [He commits domestic violence and cheats on his wife. 】

Ji Peiyan was speechless: [Actually, I have another candidate. 】

Ji Peiyan: [I also wrote a second male lead in this book, who has a crush on Philo until the end, and is extremely infatuated with him. 】

Ji Peiyan: [I swear on my professional ethics that this character will never be so ooc as to commit domestic violence or cheat. 】

Wei Shao’s mind became even more confused. He rubbed his aching solar plexus: [Who? 】

Ji Peiyan quickly gave him a piece of information.

Wei Shao glanced at the name and did not open it directly. Instead, he used a ladder to enter a foreign website, placed a large order, and then slowly began to look through the document sent to him by Ji Peiyan.

The first thing you see is the familiar Fei Yi Xing Shui style of writing, removing the complicated words and descriptions, and simply summarizing it is:

Cyril, thirty-six years old.

He is handsome, gentle, and has excellent character and academic performance.

Brothers with Kvei.

Ji Peiyan seemed to know what Wei Shao wanted to say: [Don’t rush to refute. Although he and Keweiyi are brothers, they are not born from the same female father, and their relationship is not good. They are not the same kind of insects at all. 】

At the same time, a piece of information was sent over there, which was almost the same as what Ji Peiyan said. Cyril was a male insect with a weak personality and had never caused any trouble.

Wei Shao did not completely trust Ji Peiyan.

But Ji Peiyan did not lie to him.

“Click—”

The bathroom door opened, and Philo's face turned red from the steam, finally no longer looking so frighteningly pale.

Wei Shao could vaguely see the needle marks on his arms through the wide cuffs of his pajamas.

Wei Shao's heart sank, but he showed no emotion on his face. Instead, he went into the kitchen and brought out a small milk pot.

"Drink some milk and go to sleep."

He poured the milk into a cup and stuffed it into the dazed hand of Philo.

Philo stared at the cup, his cold and thin face seemed to be softened by the warm air and felt a little warm.

"Did you just go to make milk for me?"

He asked Wei Shao softly.

Wei Shao shook his head: "I was looking for a medicine pot for you and boiled some milk."

Philo lowered his head and took a sip, with a slight curve at the corner of his lips: "Then why did you only take one cup?"

"I don't drink."

After Wei Shao answered, he was silent for a long time, so silent that even Philo slowly stopped moving.

"Do you have something to say?" Philo put down the cup, "Just say it."

Wei Shao tried to force a smile to make himself look less ugly, but the corners of his mouth seemed to be glued shut.

He could only hear himself asking in a flat, dry voice: "Philo, do you want to see other male insects?"

Philo didn't say anything until the milk stain on his lips was almost dried, then he licked his lower lip.

The inside of the lips was unconsciously rolled by the tip of the teeth, bringing a sticky and stinging sensation.

He looked at Wei Shao and asked in the same calm tone: "Do you want me to go?"

Wei Shao lowered his head, he knew he had no way to answer this question.

As long as you answer, it must be wrong.

"I promised to help you find one before, and I never forgot it," Wei Shao said softly, "but the kind you like is not easy to find, and they are all younger than you... It would be better if I were older... Then I could meet more older male insects."

"But I have a friend who knows a male insect with good character. I have checked him out for you. He is four years older than you and has light blonde hair. You should like him."

Philo smiled and said, "Please take care of everything for me."

"Wei Shao, thank you." He stood up and almost knocked over the cup. "Just let me know when you have an appointment. I'm fine with it."