Chapter 25 Chapter 25 Yan Sui takes good care of it...
Yan Sui is in charge of many things.
Ning Ji's erotic handcuffs were confiscated, and even the daily reporting time was increased to a fixed time.
"Report once every six hours. Location sharing permission password is 92336. Please connect."
Ning Ji took a can of Coke from the refrigerator. Suddenly, a pop-up window popped up on his phone. He looked down at the message on the phone screen and asked, "What is this?"
Yan Sui, who was leaning against the sofa, had a pair of low-power plain glasses on his nose. "Location sharing. Once connected, you can see the other person's location at the right time."
"I don't sleep well at night, so don't play games too late with others."
Ning Ji turned his head and said, "I wore headphones when I was playing against Gao Xing and the others last night. I didn't talk much, but was it also very loud?"
Yan Sui paused, "It was fine last night, but not the night before. Your teammates died too many times and it was a bit noisy."
Ning Ji: "Was it the night when I played games with Xiao Cui? He had just started playing games not long ago. Unlike Gao Xing and the others, he wasn't very good at it. Maybe I talked to him more that day."
Yan Sui: "You can ask your roommate to take care of him."
Ning Ji kicked and tapped off his coat, "Okay."
He closed the door of the guest bedroom, and as if he had thought of something, he opened the door again and stuck his head out: "Can I take Xiao Cui to play during the day?"
Yan Sui: “.”
He was silent for a moment before saying, "It's up to you."
The door of the guest bedroom closed and the living room returned to silence.
There is a shower room in the guest bedroom. After taking a shower, Ning Ji quickly wiped his head and lay on the bed to watch a movie. When he felt sleepy, he turned off the tablet, turned off the lights and went to sleep.
In the middle of the night, he felt very cold and got up in a daze, trying to find the remote control to turn up the air conditioner. After he stood up, he found that his head was dizzy, his cheeks were hot, and he was staggering when he walked.
He leaned against the wall for a while, but his headache was still severe, so he went to knock on the master bedroom door in a daze.
The light in the master bedroom came on, and the person who came in opened the door. His hair was a little messy, and his voice was still hoarse from just waking up. "What's wrong?"
Ning Ji: "Do you have any antipyretic medicine?"
He took a breath, pressed his head and said dizzily: "I think I have a fever."
——
"Thirty-eight-nine degrees. It's not just like that. It's actually a fever."
In the guest bedroom, Yan Sui frowned slightly and placed the thermometer on the bedside table. "Why is the air conditioner in your room set so low?"
The person on the bed buried his head in the quilt, not saying a word, his cheeks flushed and his breathing heavy.
Yan Sui poured a cup of hot water, broke two antipyretic pills, fed them to the person on the bed, then went to find a wet towel, folded it and placed it on his forehead.
When he was doing these things, he thought of Ning Ji's dormitory head Gao Xing, who usually took good care of and disciplined Ning Ji, just like an old nanny.
Yan Sui touched Ning Ji's hot forehead with the back of his hand, and felt that he was now like Ning Ji's roommate. Not only did he follow Ning Ji around to pick up the garbage without complaint, but he also had to get up in the middle of the night to take care of the sick Ning Ji.
The person on the bed frowned and tilted his head, not wanting to be touched by the warm back of the hand. Instead, he tried hard to rub the cold wet towel.
Yan Sui withdrew his hand, and felt that everyone would become like Gao Xing when facing the sick Ning Ji.
Half an hour later, Ning Ji's fever did not subside.
Yan Sui wanted to take him to the hospital, but the person on the bed insisted in a coma that he didn't need to go to the hospital.
With a feverish face, he pretended to be fine and said slowly, "I'm fine, don't bother you, I'll be fine after a good sleep."
Yan Sui pointed to the temperature on the thermometer and showed it to him: "Is this what you call nothing?"
Ning Ji, who had a fever, looked straight ahead: "Yeah, it's okay."
Yan Sui: "How much higher are your scores than mine in the second mock exam for senior high school students?"
The person on the bed was stunned, hesitated for a moment and said: "...70%?"
Yan Sui didn't even need to think about it, he was 100% sure that Ning Ji was still having a fever - Ning Ji actually hesitated for two seconds before answering this question.
If Ning Ji hesitated for several seconds on this question one day, he must be brain-burned.
But Ning Ji, who had a fever, rolled himself up into a ball in the quilt and couldn't shout out. Yan Sui couldn't take Ning Ji, who had turned into a cricket pupa, to the hospital, so he had to stay with him until late at night.
In the early morning, Ning Ji's fever finally subsided.
When he woke up, his head was still dizzy. When he opened his eyes and saw the young man sleeping with his hands folded on the chair beside the bed, he was stunned.
It was still dark at that time, and misty light seeped in from the gaps in the curtains, obliquely cutting off a ray of golden light, which was cut into a small piece and imprinted on the young man's face with deep brow bones.
As if he had sensed some movement, the young man with his arms folded opened his eyes tiredly and looked at Ning Ji who was lying on the bed.
“…”
After a while, Ning Ji, who still felt dizzy, said that he had sweated a lot last night and wanted to take a shower.
Yan Sui: "It's best not to take a bath within a day after the fever subsides."
Ning Ji got up: "No, I stink, I want to take a shower."
Although his mysophobia was not as severe as Yan Sui's, he could not stand the sticky feeling all over his body.
Yan Sui frowned and watched Ning Ji, whose fever had subsided, walking towards the bathroom in his slippers.
Yan Sui began to feel that he was not like Gao Xing, the old lady roommate in Ningji dormitory.
Because Ning Ji would listen to Gao Xing but not him. When he was with Ning Ji, it seemed like he was always compromising with Ning Ji.
There was a sound of water splashing in the bathroom.
Yan Sui stood at the bathroom door, looking a little unhappy. He said, "Ning Ji, don't think I will compromise on anything."
The bathroom was filled with mist. Ning Ji was trying to wash himself and apply shower gel. He felt a little dizzy. "What slippers? I have slippers on."
Yan Sui: “…”
After taking a shower, Ning Ji quickly blew his hair. His cheeks flushed, he fell headfirst into the soft big bed. After taking a break, he saw Yan Sui opening the takeaway box on the coffee table in front of the sofa in the guest bedroom and lifting the lid of the steaming white porridge.
From this perspective, Yan Sui, who took care of him all night, didn't seem so bad.
Ning Jing buried her head in the quilt, hesitated and struggled for a moment, and finally raised her head slowly, "I want to ask you something."
Yan Sui: "What's the matter?"
Ning Ji's voice was a little muffled: "Why did you ignore me in the off-campus library in the second year of high school?"
Yan Sui: "Impossible, you got the wrong person."
Ning Ji's voice became even more muffled: "Liar, there was a period of time in the second year of high school when you handed me homework, your face was as cold as ice, both inside and outside the school."
Yan Sui: "When?"
Ning Ji: "On the eve of the second-year sports meet."
"There are not enough people in the class for the 400-meter relay. You are the only one among the class that is good at sports and you have not signed up. The sports committee member asked me to find someone. I went to find you with the registration form, but you frowned as soon as you saw me."
At that time, Ning Ji already had a grudge about the off-campus library incident. When he saw the look on the face of the person in front of him, he immediately turned around and left, holding the registration form and telling the sports committee member that anyone could win.
He will take over the last baton and will make up for any seconds lost. There is no need for that guy named Yan.
Yan Sui thought for a long time and finally remembered that on the eve of the sports meet in his second year of high school, he had just moved from Beijing to Quan City and had suffered from oral ulcers for a long time due to unfamiliar climate and water.
The people in Quan City love spicy food. Yan Sui, who had a mouth ulcer, had severe pain at the corners of his mouth. He didn't talk much or smile much during that period. Sometimes when his eyes met with Ning Ji from the same class, he subconsciously wanted to laugh, but the mouth ulcer at the corner of his lips pulled, and his brows immediately frowned, as if he was very disgusted with the person in front of him.
Ning Ji: “???”
The two looked at each other.
Yan Sui: "I've had oral ulcers for more than a month, and my family doctor still has a case."
He thought for a moment and said, "Later I felt like you had some issues with me, so whenever I had some free time I would go and ask you if there was anything I didn't understand."
At that time, Yan Sui thought that Ning Ji, who had skipped a grade, was young and the progress of the advanced class was fast, so he should not understand some knowledge points. His own grades were also okay, so he thought he should be able to help and break the ice with Ning Ji.
Ning Ji: "Fuck? Aren't you showing off to me that you are better than me?"
Yan Sui: “……?”
Ning Ji whispered, "I thought you were showing off to me. When the midterm exam rankings came out, I took the first place and went to you to shock you."
Yan Sui: "...Were you trying to shock me?"
Ning Ji: "?? Didn't you see that?"
Yan Sui was silent for a moment, then said cautiously, "I didn't see that. I thought you bumped into me with the transcript because you were short."
In his eyes at that time, Ning Ji was like a little elk running around recklessly, holding the first place report card in his hand and running around happily.
Ning Ji: “…”
The two began to review and reconcile the accounts.
Ning Ji hesitated: "So when you said you didn't expect me to be able to jump over the high jump in my second year of high school, were you complimenting me?"
Yan Sui: “Yes.”
He paused, as if he had thought of something, and his expression immediately became cautious: "Wait, when you were packing up at the end of the semester, you gave me bread. Wasn't that a sign of reconciliation?"
Ning Ji looked away guiltily: "Ah, how can it be a sign of reconciliation? It's just that the bread in the cafeteria is expired."
Yan Sui: "...You want to poison me?"
Ning Ji was a little embarrassed and curled up in the quilt pretending to be dead, "No, it's your fault for staring at the bread in my hand. It's only expired for one day."
Yan Sui bent down and poked the quilt with his fingers, "I was wondering why you were so kind to give me bread in high school, but it turned out to be expired. Are you that bad?"
Ning Ji struggled: "No——"
But after two seconds, he said honestly: "Okay, there is a little bit, I apologize to you now."
His cheeks were already red from the fever and his hair was disheveled. He poked his head out from under the quilt and looked very cute as he apologized honestly, just like a kitten who had made a mistake and was willing to be rubbed in anyone's way.
The kitten tried to defend himself: "I sometimes eat expired bread myself. You know, the owner of the school store is very unscrupulous and often sells expired bread."
“I sometimes eat expired bread and still do well on exams.”
Ning Ji gestured with his hand to indicate a distance: "I only hated you a little bit at that time, and feeding you rotten bread was the worst thing I had ever done to you."
Yan Sui said, "What about the time you told your deskmate that I stuffed two-centimeter height-enhancing insoles into my sneakers every day?"
Ning Ji looked away: "Well... this is the second worst."
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