Low energy ahead

Shan Yun opened the door and saw the figure sitting in front of the desk. It seemed like he hadn't seen this figure for a long time. For some reason, he felt a little aggrieved and tears welled up in his eyes.

He shouted uncertainly, "Achen!" His voice was choked with sobs.

The person in the room suddenly turned around and saw the person leaning against the door. From the moment it occurred to him that the person was coming to find him, he had not thought about what to say when they met. He only had one thought, to see Shan Yun.

"Ayun!" The voice trembled slightly.

Zou Weichen put down the photo album in his hand, stood up and rushed to Shan Yun. He looked at the person in front of him with a trembling face and hugged him.

Shan Yun was a little breathless as he was being held, but he still smiled, put his hand on the door handle, closed the door, and locked it.

Following the sound of the door being locked.

His face was held up by Zou Weichen, "Did you miss me?" The voice was a little different from when he called Shan Yun just now, with a hint of smile.

He came to apologize.

Shan Yun's face suddenly became hot, and he felt that he could not say anything at the moment. He could only stare at the other person, wanting to engrave the person in front of him into his eyes and into his heart. After not seeing each other for more than ten days, his partner seemed to have more aura.

"...I want to." Shan Yun still responded in a low voice.

Night had fallen. The lights in the room were off, with only the dim light coming from the window. In the dim room, the faces of the two people gradually became unclear.

But Shan Yun could still see the person in front of him looking down at him, his face flushed, his silent gaze gradually darkening. He had a premonition of danger coming, and the hairs on his back stood up.

But he was not afraid. Instead, he felt a little expectant and excited.

"Ayun."

Zou Weichen's voice was already a little low, and this call was even deeper, with a heavy hoarseness.

Shan Yun raised his hand and covered his forehead, rubbing it hard.

"You have a fever..."

Zou Weichen raised the corners of his lips, revealing a silent smile. He clasped Shan Yun's waist with one hand and pulled him forward. With the other hand, he held the back of his head, lowered his head and kissed his lips, swallowing the next words Shan Yun was about to say.

He just wanted to swallow him up, swallow him hard.

The breath that Zou Weichen exhaled was hot, and it blew across Shan Yun's face, making Shan Yun's face feel as if it was burning and burning.

Shan Yun's breath was choked, and he clasped Zou Weichen's neck with both hands. He slightly tiptoed, and his tongue passed over the lips that were wantonly invading, then invaded and entangled with them, actively responding to the kiss.

“Hmm—”

Shan Yun had just stepped out to take a breath when his waist suddenly tightened and he was lifted up into the air. He quickly opened his eyes and the world started spinning. The next second he was on the bed. He looked at the person who was looking down at him with a meaningful smile. His mind went blank and his heart beat abnormally fast.

Shan Yun felt that when his heart was about to jump out of his throat, his lips and mouth were invaded again.

"Ayun~"

Zou Weichen's voice was even hoarser than before, as if it was covered with a layer of fine sand.

Shan Yun smiled slightly, put his hands on the shoulders of the person above him, pushed upwards hard, switched positions, then held Zou Weichen's neck tightly with his hands and buried his head in his neck.

Zou Weichen smiled indulgently as he rubbed the back of Shan Yun's head, enjoying the feeling of him rubbing against him in his arms, which was very seductive.

"Are you scared?"

Shan Yun looked at him, his lips slightly opened, but he didn't know how to respond, and his face turned red.

Zou Weichen really liked this expression of his: shy, nervous, at a loss, yet with a hint of expectation, like a little prey that had fallen into his trap, and the look of shock and disbelief at what he heard was simply too charming.

He placed his hand on the back of his head, raised his head and kissed him. Different from before, this was a direct invasion without any tentativeness.

During the verbal battle, Shan Yun felt dizzy and allowed the other party to lead him, uttering weak and helpless moans.

The two people's positions were easily reversed without them noticing.

Zou Weichen's hand, which was holding his cheek, slowly moved down.

Shan Yun's skin was fair, tender, firm and smooth, and his hands suddenly tightened slightly.

"Hmm~"

Shan Yun shuddered, and his paralyzed body suddenly stiffened. He felt a strange sour feeling rising in his body, which finally gathered in one place.

He gasped and loosened his hands that were tightly grasping the fabric of Zou Weichen's clothes. He grabbed Zou Weichen's neck and pulled it down with force. He slowly closed his eyes and let the world fall into darkness.

It's hot, hotter than ever before...

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Shan Yun came to the bedside, wiping his hair with a towel, took out the thermometer from the sleeping man's armpit, covered him with the quilt, and held up the thermometer to look at it.

39.5℃, totally high fever.

Even though he was feverish, he still had to run thousands of miles to find him, and he had to go through so much trouble. He is such a fool, and he has so much physical strength and energy.

Shan Yun leaned over and kissed Zou Weichen on the forehead, then got out of bed and went to the kitchen on the first floor.

It was already midnight, and the food that Uncle Zhao had cooked was still in the thermos. Shan Yun opened it and saw that it was all light dishes and porridge. Uncle Zhao might have seen that Zou Weichen was ill, so he prepared food for the patient.

Shan Yun prepared the meal, heated the water, found the antipyretic medicine from the medicine box, and then went upstairs with the prepared things.

He opened the door quietly, then closed it. Turning around, he saw Zou Weichen looking at him with his head supported by one hand.

"I was considering whether to wake you up to eat and take medicine. Now that you're awake, come and eat." Shan Yun put the things on the desk, and before he turned around, he was pulled and fell on the bed.

Zou Weichen kissed for a long while longer, then he pushed the sheet aside and let go of the person under him with a smile.

"You are such a dog, you bite everyone you see. Didn't you bite enough just now?"

"You, you said you were sleepy just now, but I see you are in good spirits." Zou Weichen stood up and sat down, "It seems that you have relieved enough stress."

"You've got a high fever of 39 degrees Celsius, but you look very energetic, my new right hand." Shan Yun got up, walked to the desk, picked up the bowl of porridge and handed it to Zou Weichen.

After this experience, the two of them seemed to have unshackled themselves, and they no longer spoke in euphemisms, nor did they feel shy about what they said.

"My new title?" Zou Weichen drank his porridge and looked up at Shan Yun.

"Hmm." Shan Yun raised his eyebrows. "From now on, our right hands will be out of work. Hey, don't drink it all in one gulp, order some food with it."

Zou Weichen put down the bowl and said, "No, I can't eat it." Then he stretched out his hand to pull Shan Yun again, but Shan Yun dodged him.

Pick up the medicine and warm water and pass it over, "Take the medicine! Take a bath! Go to sleep! Get well!"

Zou Weichen took the medicine obediently and drank the water. Shan Yun searched the closet for a long time and took out a set of pajamas. He handed it to him, "This one is looser, you should wear it."

Zou Weichen obediently took the pajamas, smelled his own body, and then smelled the pajamas, "It's the same smell, it's all your smell."

Shan Yun blushed immediately, pushed him to the bathroom, and emphasized: "What do you mean by my smell? It also smells like you. Wash yourself well and go to bed."

After he closed the bathroom door for Zou Weichen, he took the things downstairs. When he came up, he saw Zou Weichen playing with his and his mobile phones. He jumped onto the bed, crawled into the quilt, and lay down beside Zou Weichen to look in.

"What are you doing, Chagang?"

"I added him as a friend again. I hung up the phone that day because my sister suddenly vomited and had abdominal pain. I took her to the hospital and she was stolen. Who knew that the thief was so heartless that he unlocked and deleted all my WeChat friends. Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a big misunderstanding. When I saw someone break up, I didn't have time to explain. I was really afraid that my first love would end like this."

"Who broke up?"

Zou Weichen looked at him, his eyes full of "Isn't that you?"

Shan Yun avoided his gaze, reached out to pick up the thermometer on the bedside table, shook it and handed it to Zou Weichen, "I solemnly declare that this is not a breakup, we are not breaking up!"

"From now on." Zou Weichen folded his left arm, turned over and leaned against the headboard, repeatedly touched Shan Yun's head with his right hand, and said seriously: "Let's not mention these two words again, okay?"

He didn't wait for Shan Yun to answer him, looking into his eyes, "I was really panicked during those two days. I have never been so panicked since I was a child. I really wanted to find that thief to settle the score. It was the first time I hated someone so much."

Zou Weichen held Shan Yun's head, pushed him towards him, and kissed him on the lips. "I have fantasized that one day, there will be someone to wake up with me, brush teeth with me, go to work with me, go home with me, go shopping with me, cook with me, take walks with me, watch TV series with me, and keep me warm in bed with me."

"Every time I think of this scene, the hand in my palm is always yours, and I only hope it is you. I thought there would be such a day, so I ran over here, and you are not allowed to run away."

As Zou Weichen spoke, he took out a box from under the quilt, opened it, took out two beads from inside, pulled Shan Yun to sit up, grabbed Shan Yun's feet, untied his anklets from above, strung the two beads in, and buckled them on Shan Yun's wrists.

“Happy 1st anniversary.”

Shan Yun looked down at his ankle. After adding the two beads, Zou Weichen's name was complete. He opened the quilt again and saw that on Zou Weichen's anklet, the beads engraved with the words Shan Yun were neatly arranged on Zou Weichen's ankle.

Shan Yun kissed back and looked up at Zou Weichen, "Happy first anniversary. Let's discuss and solve problems together in the future. However, as my brother, you have to give in to me sometimes."

"Then call me brother."

Shan Yun twisted his face and shook his head proudly.

"No?"

"Don't scream!" Shan Yun continued to be arrogant, but gave her another kiss as compensation, and took out the thermometer, "38, the fever has gone down, the medicine is effective."

"No, you made me feel better, and the fever started to go away naturally."

"Don't be so blunt. Hey." Shan Yun held the thermometer high in one hand and placed the other hand on Zou Weichen's chest, watching him getting closer and closer. "Stop, that's enough, that's enough. Don't do it again. My waist and legs are sore, and you're still sick."

"Achen, the thermometer is small, be careful."

Zou Weichen smiled wickedly, took the thermometer from Shan Yun's hand, and put it on the bedside table. When Shan Yun fell down and his head was about to hit the headboard, his hand protected the back of his head in time.

"You still have a fever. You need to rest well and sweat to get better quickly. We'll continue when you're better."

"Even when you are sick, you should still exercise appropriately. Exercise can make you sweat, which will have a better effect."

Shan Yun looked at him with a fearful and questioning look.

"Be gentle this time." The voice tempted softly at first.

People with fever have much higher body temperature. Zou Weichen's palms were hot and strong. The thin pajamas could not block the temperature of his palms at all, and the temperature gradually spread to Shan Yun's body.

"Ayun."

"Um?"

"I want to hear you call me brother."

Shan Yun was breathless and his face flushed. He should feel ashamed, but why did he feel numb even to the bones?

The weight of my body is not as clear as the hot touch.

He already knew what it was. Shan Yun's heart was in his throat and his face was burning.

"Do you feel it?"

Shan Yun hummed twice, suddenly grabbed Zou Weichen's wrist, opened his eyes, and saw the other person's faint smile.

"Be gentle..."

"uh-huh?"

"Brother Chen, be gentle~"