Chapter 144 Boiling a Frog in Slow Water
Ten minutes later.
Lu Yinzhao lay on the bed, feeling lightheaded, as if most of her soul had been taken away, but a trace of it remained.
Bian Ji hung the clean clothes to dry on the balcony and wiped the handles.
When she returned and saw Lu Yinzhao looking utterly hopeless, she slightly curved her lips into a smile.
Bian Ji had also gone through puberty, so how could he not understand what what he had seen meant, after all, he had done the same thing before.
But... this was the first time he had ever seen this side of Lu Yinzhao.
It's easy to imagine how incredibly embarrassed the other person must be right now.
From a physiological perspective, fever may slightly affect the regulation of the nervous system. In addition, the reproductive system is in a relatively relaxed state when the body is resting. Therefore, it is a very normal phenomenon to have a condition like Lu Yinzhao's.
But all of this has a triggering condition: what exactly did Lu Yinzhao dream about?
According to Lu Yinzhao's roommate, when the boy was delirious with fever, he kept calling out his name, and he also frequently heard the name "Brother Aji" while escorting Lu Yinzhao back.
Putting all these things together, things become quite intriguing...
Is this... a sudden realization?
In Bian Ji's deep gaze, there was now a hint of barely perceptible hope.
"Are you hungry? What would you like to eat? I'll make it for you."
"I don't……"
Coo coo coo—coo coo coo—
Before Lu Yinzhao could finish his rebuttal, his stomach answered for him.
He's very hungry right now, and he really wants to smash his head against a block of tofu and die.
However, seeing Bian Ji's nonchalant expression, Lu Yinzhao's tense nerves relaxed slightly.
"I want shrimp and egg custard, with some sesame oil and chopped green onions." The boy opened his doe-like eyes, which were watery, and his face was still a little red due to the fever.
It looks like a wounded little animal, so pitiful.
Bian Ji couldn't help but reach out and pat his head, her voice gentle: "Okay, wait a moment."
After saying that, Bian Ji left the room without mentioning the little incident that had just happened in the bathroom.
Lu Yinzhao raised his right hand to cover his eyes, a bitter smile on his face.
Ugh! What a mess this is...
He doesn't want to recall what just happened.
After he fled the bathroom in a disheveled state, dove onto the bed, and pulled the covers over himself, he suffered temporary amnesia.
What happened in that split second? Lu Yinzhao completely developed PTSD.
Fortunately, his body reacted before his brain, giving him a place to "land" and making him feel a little safer.
As for how Bian Ji picked his pants out of the sink and washed them again by hand, Lu Yinzhao said: I can't see, I can't hear, I don't know anything, I'm just a patient with a high fever.
Every time, they manage to create an "embarrassing moment" in front of the other person.
There were practically no secrets between him and Bian Ji.
He would never admit to having Bian Ji's voice as the object of his sexual fantasies.
Perhaps he really should start dating?
Having been single since birth for two lifetimes, Lu Yinzhao pondered this question with a serious expression.
Bian Ji brought over the steamed egg custard, and what she saw was Lu Yinzhao's deep expression.
"What are you thinking about again? Stop thinking and eat something first," Bian Ji said helplessly.
They placed several extra cushions behind Lu Yinzhao's back and then opened a small, exquisite bedside table and placed it on top of her.
"I'll eat it myself," Lu Yinzhao answered quickly.
Bian Ji knew that Lu Yinzhao hadn't recovered yet, so he put down the steamed egg custard and spoon and sat down on the sofa in the room.
"Be careful, it's hot. Eat slowly," Bian Ji instructed.
"Uh-huh."
Lu Yinzhao sipped the steamed egg custard into her mouth in small bites, just like when she was a child, and she enjoyed everything she ate.
Bian Ji could be in a good mood just by watching Lu Yinzhao eat, even if he did nothing.
"Don't worry about the school. I've already arranged for you to take leave. Just stay here for the next few days and focus on getting better."
Lu Yinzhao paused, the spoon in her hand still. "I should be better by tomorrow, so I don't need to take many days off, right?"
“If it were before, I might have believed it, but this time your high fever came on very suddenly. I’m not sure if you will go out in the rain and get cold before you get better.”
Lu Yinzhao looked at Bian Ji guiltily, "Brother, you...you knew everything?"
Bian Ji's expression darkened, and he remained silent.
Lu Yinzhao guessed that it was Song Shuye who told Bian Ji.
There's nothing we can do about it. He overestimated his physical abilities and thought he was as strong as those burly men.
"I'm sorry, brother, I made you worry."
More than just worried, Bian Ji was terrified.
He had been sending WeChat messages to Lu Yinzhao since he woke up in the morning. He sent several messages but received no reply. At the time, he assumed that Lu Yinzhao was busy and hadn't checked her phone.
I called him again at 10 o'clock, but he still didn't answer.
Fifteen minutes later, I made a second call, but still no one answered.
From this point on, Bian Ji felt something was wrong and lost all interest in work. He rushed to Huaxing University while continuing to call Lu Yinzhao.
After making more than a dozen calls, the call was finally answered, but the voice on the other end wasn't Lu Yinzhao's.
Upon learning that Lu Yinzhao had not woken up since last night and had a fever of 40 degrees Celsius, Bian Ji, a usually steady driver, became somewhat impatient and sped all the way here, extremely anxious.
“You’re not a child anymore. I know you might not like hearing me say too much, but I still hope you can take care of your health.”
"..."
"Lu Yinzhao, your well-being is more important than anything else."
Bian Ji really didn't want to see Lu Yinzhao suffer any mishap.
He still remembered that when Lu Yinzhao was a child, he suddenly developed allergic symptoms. He and Wen Su went to the hospital to visit him that time, and the little guy's face was as white as paper.
Despite that, Lu Yinzhao still smiled, wanting to show him her best side.
At that age, Bian Ji was unaware of the specifics of Lu Yinzhao's illness. It was only later, when he overheard Wen Su and Yin Song talking, that he realized that the allergic reaction had almost cost Lu Yinzhao her life.
It was from that time that Bian Ji came to realize the uncertainty of everything in the world.
Life can be very strong, or it can be very fragile.
Peace and health are his prayers for everyone who is important to him.
...
In the afternoon, Lu Yinzhao took another break.
While Bian Ji was briefly away from the room, Lu Yinzhao took out his phone from his pocket and saw the messages Bian Ji had sent him, as well as a flood of missed calls.
At this moment, Lu Yinzhao's heart was filled with indescribable bitterness and guilt, as well as a strange emotion lingering within him.
Bian Ji was very good to him, and he wanted to be even better to Bian Ji.
Now, Bian Ji's biggest wish is for him to recover his health.
After letting her roommates know she was safe, Lu Yinzhao put down her phone and went to sleep.
He was just too tired lately, which lowered his immunity and made him unable to even get wet in the rain.
He wants to make up for all the sleep he's lost.
When Bian Ji returned, the boy on the bed was breathing heavily.
Bian Ji slowed her pace and moved to sit next to Lu Yinzhao.
After a while, the boy's features seemed to have matured, making him even more refined and handsome.
Long eyelashes, a pert nose, and lips...
Bian Ji took a few deep breaths and realized that he was gradually losing his so-called "reserve".
He wanted to pull Lu Yinzhao into his arms and kiss the boy's lips forcefully.
He dared not reveal anything more intimate now, afraid of frightening the other person, and even more afraid that the other person would distance themselves from him because of his loss of composure.
The internet says that in this situation, you should "boil the frog in lukewarm water."
But he is easily on the verge of losing control. If he were to face Lu Yinzhao’s disgusted gaze, Bian Ji thought he would probably spend the rest of his life in pain.
For a moment, Bian Ji even considered seeking advice from his older brother.
How exactly did that guy manage to get his hands on the young master of the Pei family?
He was also curious as to why anyone would be interested in an older man who didn't understand romance.
Bian Ji shook his head, dismissing the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, and then reached out to check Lu Yinzhao's forehead temperature.
The temperature has completely dropped.
Bian Ji felt a little relieved. When he left the room, he turned off the light and sat in the living room to work.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now?"
Bian Ji then realized that Meng Chen was still at his house; he had almost forgotten about the family doctor.
"Yes, thank you for making this trip today."
"It's no trouble at all. I'll come again tomorrow. Once your brother's fever goes down, just keep taking the medicine I prescribed before."
With a salary higher than what he used to earn working at a top-tier hospital, why would Meng Chen feel it was hard work?
He used to work overtime and be exhausted but didn't earn much money. Now, working for Bian Ji is easy and free, and he can earn money. He feels lucky.
After Meng Chen left, Bian Ji focused on working for an hour.
Wearing headphones, my fingers switched back and forth between those music production software programs.
Several audio files were exported for debugging.
Just then, his phone rang. Bian Ji glanced at the caller ID and was slightly surprised.
Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrives.
"Hello." Bian Ji only said one word.
The person opposite said irritably, "Now that you're a big star, you won't even call me 'brother' anymore?"
"What's up?"
"Can't I call you to check on you if there's nothing wrong? You heartless thing..." Bian Nan scolded playfully, then said seriously, "You're going to go down the entertainment industry path, so you'll have to be careful about everything from now on. You can still manage on your own now, but you won't be able to handle it later."
"..."
"I've found some capable agents and assistants for you. I've sent their resumes to your email. Take a look and see if any of them catch your eye."
It must be said that Bian Nan is as decisive and efficient as ever.
Bian Ji wasn't the type to refuse his older brother's arrangements; he was happy to have some free time if the arrangements were appropriate.
He originally planned to consider this matter after the show completely ended next week, but unexpectedly, Bian Nan had already found someone for him in advance.
"Okay, I'll take care of it." Feeling Bian Nan's concern, Bian Ji said a few more words, "The temperature has dropped quite a bit recently. Don't just focus on looking like a peacock and ignore the temperature. Be careful not to catch a cold."
Bian Nan: "?" Can I throw this little brother away?
Look at what you're saying!
She clearly wanted to care about him, but she had to say it in such a harsh way.
“I’ll say the same to you. Now that you’re an artist, you’ll inevitably have to attend all sorts of events. I’ll have someone custom-make a few sets of clothes for you this season using thick materials and send them over.”
"Thanks, bro."
Bian Nan was thrilled to hear that "brother," his smile practically reaching the heavens.
Seeing that Bian Ji hadn't hung up the phone yet, Bian Nan asked again, "Hmm? Is there anything else you want to say to your brother?"
Bian Ji hesitated for a moment, "Nothing, I was just wondering... how did your boyfriend fall for you?"
Bian Nan: "??"
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Author's Note: Zhao Zhao: Be good to your brother. [Pitiful]
Bian Ji: My little brother is so cute, I want to kiss him. [Hug]
Bian Nan: Brother, if I may be so bold, I'd like to throw this away. (Are you being polite? [splitting emoji])
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