Chapter 175 Cute Internet Celebrity 53

The air conditioning temperature in the office was 16 degrees. Qianzhou was wrapped in a blanket, with half of his face covered by the plush fabric.

He was shivering slightly, his legs curled up together, and he wrapped himself tightly around them because of the cold.

"......pain."

Qian Zhou opened his eyes and looked at Han Cheng quietly.

"Sorry." Han Cheng wanted to hug Qian Zhou in his arms, but when he got closer, Qian Zhou retreated to the corner of the sofa.

Qian Zhou said fiercely: "Don't touch me."

Han Cheng looked down at his hands. The pads of his middle and ring fingers were white, and his eyes dimmed.

Once again, open the drawer and take out the white medicine bottle.

Qianzhou kicked the blanket away, stood up and snatched the bottle away, "Can you please stop eating this? If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you so mean to me?"

He leaned against the wall and put the white medicine bottle into his pocket.

"Han Cheng."

Qian Zhou stood in front of Han Cheng, looking up into his eyes, "I won't be with anyone else, you are the only one for me."

Han Cheng gently rubbed his waist and asked, "...Well, are you okay?"

"No." Qian Zhou slapped his hand away, "Don't touch me. I don't want to pay attention to you today."

"I was planning on helping with the graduation ceremony arrangements after dinner with you, but now it's all your fault."

Qian Zhou huddled into the corner with the blanket in his arms and said, "I don't want to pay attention to you."

Han Cheng sat back down at his desk and turned up the air conditioner. For the first time, he felt that the text on the screen was complex.

......Qian Zhou did not agree to let Shen Nian see him off, but only agreed to help arrange the graduation ceremony.

Han Cheng held his forehead with his hand, his eyebrows aching. He breathed in and out slowly...

But my heart felt like it was being grabbed, and the pain spread like running water.

He was just totally bullying.

Han Cheng took off his glasses and suddenly stood up.

"Han Cheng, you..." Qian Zhou opened his mouth to ask Han Cheng why he was so angry just now, which made him feel a little painful.

But with a slight click, the office door was closed again.

Han Cheng has disappeared.

Qian Zhou's face changed, and he immediately chased after him without thinking. Han Cheng's figure disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

Qian Zhou chased all the way to the bathroom, panting and holding on to the door frame to keep from kneeling down.

"Han Cheng, Han Cheng? What's wrong with you?"

The faucet was running, Han Cheng leaned on the sink, turned around and pulled Qian Zhou into the single room.

He hugged Qianzhou so tightly as if he wanted to crush him to pieces, and Qianzhou suddenly realized that Han Cheng's illness had relapsed.

He patted Han Cheng's back and comforted him softly, "It's okay, you may have been thinking too much recently..."

"You need to... wait for me for five minutes." Han Cheng rested his chin on Qian Zhou's shoulder, his eyes closed tightly.

He seemed to be trying to calm down and control his emotions, but Qian Zhou felt even more uncomfortable seeing him like this.

"Don't you want me to see it? Is it because of this every time you leave suddenly?" Qian Zhou asked.

"But you obviously need me, you hold me so tight..."

Qian Zhou grabbed Han Cheng's shirt and said, "It won't matter if I see it..."

Han Cheng is also a human being. He cannot always be rational, and he is not omnipotent.

Even now, Han Cheng was in such pain, he would not reveal too much of his pain, but told Qian Zhou -

Wait for me five minutes.

They didn't move from each other. People were coming and going outside, and there was a strong smell of disinfectant on the walls and the floor.

Qian Zhou quietly hugged Han Cheng and asked softly, "Do you have a lecture this afternoon?"

Han Cheng said: "There are two."

"Then I'll go with you." Qian Zhou stood on tiptoe, his calves aching. "Hiss... Can you give me a pillow next time?"

"Otherwise my legs are sore and my butt is hurting. If you keep doing this I'm going to run away from home."

Han Cheng stroked the back of his head and said, "My fault."

Qian Zhou's phone kept vibrating while they were talking. Shen Nian couldn't find Qian Zhou and was afraid that he would encounter a pervert like he did in the last math competition.

Qianzhou grabbed the phone and replied: Sorry, something unexpected happened and I can’t go QAQ.

Chen Nian replied immediately: "Oh my god! Are you being followed by a pervert again?! Where are you? I'll help you kill him!"

I wasn't followed by a pervert, I was just being moaned at by Han Cheng.

Qian Zhou took advantage of the fact that no one was outside to pull Han Cheng out, and the leather sofa in Han Cheng's office became Qian Zhou's permanent residence.

Since that day, Han Cheng has always kept Qian Zhou by his side.

The only thing missing is turning Qianzhou into a keychain and hanging it around his waist.

A group of mysterious troops appeared on the campus forum, swearing that they had not seen Qian Zhou for nearly seven days.

But his video account is updated normally, he just never comes to class.

Someone went to Han Cheng's class to wait for him, but failed to catch him.

——Li from Class 08, Junior Year: Zhou Zhou! Where! Did! You! Go!?

——Chen from Class 03, Junior Year: I can’t stand it anymore. He hasn’t replied to my messages. I have to go find him.

——Yun Moumou: Don’t do that, please don’t disturb Zhou Zhou too much offline.

——Chen from Class 03, Junior Year: Bullshit, do you know who I am?

— Yun Moumou: Shen Nian, 23 years old, No. 036, Wanguan Village, He County...

— Chen from Class 03, Junior Year: Holy crap, are you serious?!

——B: Haha, just a small episode.

——Bi Mou: Curious, how many times a week? Zhou doesn't live stream anymore. Although the video quality is getting higher and higher, I haven't chatted with Zhou Zhou for a long time and I miss him.

Qian Zhou's finger stopped at this line. He didn't broadcast live because he was urging Han Cheng to see a doctor recently.

Psychologist.

"How are you today, senior brother?" Zheng Yufeng asked worriedly on the other end of the phone.

Han Cheng was resting on Qian Zhou's legs. Qian Zhou replied in a low voice: "I can't tell."

These days, as long as Han Cheng stays with him, his emotions become extremely stable.

"Did the psychologist say anything?" Qian Zhou asked worriedly.

Zheng Yufeng was also busy. He said, "I'll send you the report. Sorry, I'm a little busy here. Let's meet and talk later."

Qian Zhou hesitated to speak. Zheng Yufeng was sensitive to the difference and asked:

"What's wrong?"

Qianzhou looked at the blue bracelet on his right wrist, "...He locked me up and wouldn't let me out."

Zheng Yufeng: "Senior brother..."

Qian Zhou said coldly: "I won't forgive him when he gets better. I want to quarrel with him."

"Ah, actually... there's no cure for this disease." Zheng Yufeng sighed, "It's already good enough that I've recovered to normal. Please bear with me."

Zheng Yufeng's attitude of coaxing his sister-in-law gave Qianzhou goosebumps all over his body.

Qian Zhou stretched out his finger, tapped Han Cheng's eyebrows in the air, and cursed softly: "Asshole..."

"Get well soon."

[Strategy Value +2]

[Current strategy value: 89]