When Shi Jin woke up, he saw a thick darkness.

He lay quietly for a while, and the familiar ceiling and ceiling lights were reflected in his eyes after they adjusted to the darkness.

This is his room.

Shi Jin's tense heart relaxed.

Not a hospital.

He frowned and was about to stand up when the ceiling light in his sight was replaced by a big face.

It must be admitted that Shi Jin was shocked.

Fortunately, the man quickly retreated. He had a round, white and tender baby face. He was wearing a green dinosaur one-piece pajamas, and there was a strand of hair sticking up on his head.

He is...?

Seeing Shi Jin looking at him, Shen Mao blinked twice: "Are you awake?"

He took two steps forward, stretched out his two thin arms, and before Shi Jin could stop him, he exerted force and lifted him up from the quilt like a doll.

Shi Jin:......?

Shen Mao looked at him for a few seconds, then lifted the quilt and covered Shi Jin, then turned around to look for the medicine box behind him: "Don't move, be careful not to pull out the needle."

Only then did Shi Jin realize that there was a bandage on the back of his left hand, with a medicine bottle hanging above it, and transparent liquid medicine was flowing into his body drop by drop through the syringe.

He pursed his lips, and saw the boy who had just been rummaging through the medicine box turn around with a few boxes of medicine. His fair and tender face showed some annoyance: "We came in a hurry. We don't have much medicine at home, but at least there is something that can be used. Let's try it tonight."

Shi Jin looked at him silently.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Shen Mao was a little puzzled at first, but then he suddenly realized and introduced himself: "My name is Shen Mao, I am the family doctor of the Zhong family, I live downstairs from you, and I came here this time because..."

The rest of his words were interrupted by the sound of the door opening.

The door opened, and against the light, Shi Jin saw a tall figure walking in: "Awake?"

Shen Mao glanced at the person who came, opened the medicine in his hand and put it on the lid: "You came at the right time, just in time to take medicine."

Yu Ci was still wearing the clothes he wore when he went out in the afternoon. His face was as cold as the air conditioner in the summer night. He handed over the cup of water in his hand and said, "Take the medicine."

Shi Jin's gaze lingered on his furrowed brows for a moment, then he took the cup of water and lowered his eyes: "Sorry, I trouble you."

The dry throat seemed to be cut by a sharp knife, and the voice that came out was hoarse and unpleasant. Shi Jin frowned and took a sip of warm water.

Yu Ci frowned even more tightly: "You should apologize, apologize to yourself."

God knows how panicked he was when he rushed back and found Shi Jin lying quietly on the ground.

And how angry I felt when I touched his hot skin.

He was clearly fine before he went out in the afternoon. How could his body become like this in just one night?

He looked at Shi Jin who was sitting on the bed, and felt a burning anger in his stomach: "Don't you know you have a fever?"

fever?

Shi Jin was a little dazed.

It turns out you have a fever.

He often catches colds, but fever is rare.

No wonder he felt weak all over and his hands and feet felt light as if he was stepping on cotton.

Shi Jin lowered his eyelids and pursed his pale lips: "I'm sorry, I didn't know..."

The pale young man sat quietly in the bed, his thin body wrapped in black pajamas, his handsome eyebrows drooping, his sweat-soaked hair hanging at his temples, his quiet eyebrows were delicate and fragile, yet revealed an indescribable beauty.

At this moment, Yu Ci for the first time glimpsed a sense of brokenness in this usually cold and quiet soul, which would never be easily revealed under normal circumstances.

The exquisite doll, who was always dressed neatly and meticulously, was now in a state of disarray, and tried its best to cover up the slight panic it felt when it was at a loss with a calm expression.

Fragile, yet full of captivating charm.

The anger in Yu Ci's heart dissipated inexplicably.

He picked up the pills from the table and sighed: "Take the pills."

The white pill was stuffed into his mouth, and his pale, dry lips were stained with water.

The throat, which had been painful for the whole day, no longer felt the tearing pain after being moistened by the warm water. Shi Jin's brows relaxed slightly, and his hot brain gradually became filled with drowsiness.

He pressed his brow with his free right hand and heard footsteps approaching.

Shi Jin put down his hand and looked quietly at the baby-faced boy who had just claimed to be a doctor approaching.

Shen Mao looked up at the IV drip above his head, then looked down at Shi Jin's hand.

There is not much flesh on the cold white back of the hand, and the blue-purple blood vessels can be easily seen on the back of the hand.

Shen Mao pressed the patch on the needle and pulled out the needle. The patch with the hemostatic cotton pad remained on the back of Shi Jin's hand.

He packed up his things and was about to give some instructions, but when he looked up, he saw the young man's eyes closed.

Shen Mao silently closed his mouth and looked at Yu Ci.

The two of them left the room.

Shen Mao pulled at his hair and said, "The fever is gone. I'm going to go back to sleep."

He yawned, looking sleepy: "The medicine I just gave him has a sleeping effect. He should be better tomorrow morning after a good night's sleep and sweating."

Yu Ci nodded and walked the man to the door: "Thank you."

Shen Mao waved his hand: "Why are you being polite? We are all brothers. Besides, I am still receiving salary from your mother."

"Oh, right." Just as he walked out of the door, Shen Mao turned his head again: "He was sweating just now. I wanted him to change his clothes before going to bed, but he fell asleep before I noticed."

"I'm afraid he'll catch a cold if he sleeps with wet clothes. You can change his clothes if he wakes up." Shen Mao yawned again, his eyelids drooping. "Or if you can change, you can help him change his clothes, just change his shirt."

After yawning several times in succession, Shen Mao really couldn't bear it anymore.

He didn't care about Yu Ci's answer. He just waved his hand casually and walked out the door, helping to close the door.

"Bang--"

The heavy mahogany door closed, waking up the person who was staring blankly in front of the door.

——

Shi Jin's sleeping posture was very regular. Even when he was half leaning against the head of the bed, he was still sleeping upright.

His arms were crossed, his fingers were slightly curled and pressed in front of his abdomen, his thin chin was slightly drooping, his long eyelashes were spread under his eyes, and his eyelids were so thin that you could vaguely see the dark green lines on them.

The hair soaked with sweat was already half dry, and only the lips that had just drunk water still had a moist and lustrous luster. The thin lips were slightly closed, and a few teeth marks could be vaguely seen on them.

The light-colored lips and pale face made her look like a perfect ice sculpture. The only bright color on her jade-colored face was the crimson mole on her forehead.

Yu Ci lowered his gaze to his neck.

The collar of her black pajamas was buttoned up to the top, completely covering her cold skin.

In the quiet room, Yu Ci could hear his own heartbeat like a drum.

He exhaled and reached out to the fastened button.

Just take a look, just take a look.

I just wanted to see if he had an Adam's apple. He hadn't done anything wrong, so why should he be so nervous?

Yu Ci calmed his pounding heart and spoke to himself as calmly as possible.

He has to make sure that Shi Jin is a man before he can help him change his clothes, right?

The slender fingertips touched the black buttons.

One.

The fabric at the top of the collar lost the restraint of the buttons and fell softly to one side, revealing the cold white skin.

Two.

The tightly buttoned collar completely came loose, and Yu Ci subconsciously held his breath.

The slender white neck seemed to be emitting a faint glow in the night. With the help of the moonlight, Yu Ci could clearly see the ups and downs of the slender neck.

He has an Adam's apple, so he is a man.

I couldn't tell whether it was relief or something else.

He relaxed his frown, and the movement of unbuttoning his clothes became smoother.

Since we are all men, it becomes normal to help a roommate with a fever change his wet pajamas.

Yu Ci ignored his still pounding heart and unbuttoned his clothes as calmly as possible.

A pair of pajamas has a total of eight buttons. Excluding the top two, you need to unbutton at least six buttons to take off the entire pair of pajamas.

Before this, Yu Ci had never felt that unbuttoning was such a tiring task.

He had to be careful while unbuttoning his clothes to avoid waking up Shi Jin with his movements. Before he even started to unbutton the third button, beads of sweat had already covered his forehead.

But fortunately, Shi Jin was sleeping very soundly.

Perhaps the medicine Shen Mao had just mentioned took effect. Even though Yu Ci changed the position of his hand in the middle, the sleeping young man only frowned slightly and showed no intention of waking up.

The third button was undone, revealing a delicately shaped collarbone.

Yu Ci took the time to wipe his sweat and reached out to unbutton the fourth button.

The fourth button is located on the chest.

Yu Ci was just about to make another effort when Shi Jin, who had been sleeping quietly, suddenly frowned.

He was startled and stopped immediately.

Two seconds later, the young man fell silent.

Yu Ci stared at the man for a long while, and after making sure that he was asleep, he returned his gaze to his collar.

He reached out toward the button.

A hand grabbed his sleeve.

Thanks to Zhong Ling who had held him and trained his courage since he was a child, Yu Ci's heart has always been in good health. In the first 24 years of his life, he had never experienced the feeling of being frightened to the point of cardiac arrest.

But at this moment, he experienced it.

It was hard to describe the specific feeling. After all, at the moment his sleeve was grabbed, he just felt that his brain and heart seemed to be locked in a small dark room together - both of them entered the idle state.

The respiratory system, which lost the control of the brain, also happily went off work. So when the body sensed the danger of hypoxia and sent a distress signal to the brain, the respiratory system, which was caught being lazy, reluctantly returned to work.

Fresh air returned to the nasal cavity, and the oxygen-deprived brain resumed functioning.

Yu Ci took a deep breath.

The expected questioning did not come, so he lowered his head.

His eyes moved up along the pointed pale fingers on the sleeve, paused for a moment at the bruised needle hole of the IV on the white back of the hand, and finally followed the black sleeve wrapped around the thin arm to the pale face of the ** young man with his eyes closed.

call--

Not awake.

Yu Ci breathed a sigh of relief.

The pulled sleeve hindered his movements. Yu Ci lowered his eyes to look at Shi Jin's quiet sleeping face, and carefully grasped the young man's clenched fingertips with his free hand.

The pale fingers were gripping tightly, and Yu Ci had to use some strength to pull his sleeve out of the young man's hand.

He shook his hands, which were numb from maintaining the posture for a long time, and reached out to unbutton the fourth button.

The slender fingers touched the black buttons, and Yu Ci's eyes naturally fell on the drooping collar.

Um?

What's this?

The edge of the collar tilted slightly during the movement, and a small piece of white fabric appeared between the black fabric.

Yu Ci's hands were faster than his brain. Before his brain could give an answer, his fingers, which had already formed inertia, flexibly unbuttoned his clothes.

The black pajamas that covered her chest fell apart.

Yu Ci's pupils suddenly dilated.

This is--