After returning to the villa, Tang Muzhou asked Xie Mingzhe to take a shower immediately.

The warm water washed over his body, washing away the dust on his body, but Xie Mingzhe was indeed not feeling well and kept sneezing. He had played at the beach for several hours at night wearing only swimming trunks, and probably caught a cold from the sea breeze.

He has always been in good health, so he didn't take the minor cold seriously. After taking a shower, he prepared to go to the bedroom to sleep.

As a result, after falling asleep, his head hurt more and more, as if an electric drill was drilling into his scalp. Xie Mingzhe covered his head and felt dizzy and his whole body began to ache.

I was tossing and turning in bed in agony when the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open and the warm light of a desk lamp came on.

Tang Muzhou had also taken a shower. He walked to the bed in his pajamas and asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Xie Mingzhe said: "Not bad..."

However, his hoarse voice betrayed him.

Tang Muzhou was very observant and had noticed that something was wrong with Azhe. After returning to the villa, he kept sneezing while taking a shower and his face was abnormally red. It was obvious that he had caught a cold from the sea breeze.

So, he went to the bedroom in person to check while Xie Mingzhe was still asleep.

He is indeed sick.

Tang Muzhou frowned slightly, reached out his hand and gently touched Xie Mingzhe's forehead, saying, "You have a slight fever."

Xie Mingzhe said dazedly, "Really? No wonder I feel cold..."

People with a fever sometimes feel very cold due to their high body temperature. Xie Mingzhe was shivering in the quilt, sweating all over, with wet eyes, and looked particularly pitiful.

This guy usually has a bright smile and is very naughty. Sometimes even Tang Muzhou wants to beat him up... But when he is sick, it is so pitiful to see him that Tang Muzhou wants to hold him in his arms and take good care of him.

Maybe sick people appear more vulnerable?

Although Xie Mingzhe was running a fever, his eyes looked innocent and gentle.

Tang Muzhou sighed, rubbed Xie Mingzhe's hair gently, and said, "I'll go get you some fever-reducing medicine."

Xie Mingzhe said: "Don't worry, I'm in good health, it's just a minor cold, I'll be fine soon after I fight it off."

Tang Muzhou lowered his voice: "Be obedient, take the medicine and have a good sleep, you will get better faster."

After saying that, he turned around and went out, and soon came back with a cup of warm water and antipyretic medicine. These were common medicines he always brought with him when he went out, but he didn't expect that he would use them on Xie Mingzhe this time.

Tang Muzhou helped him sit up, let him lean on his chest, and patiently fed him fever-reducing medicine.

As the warm water slid down his throat, Xie Mingzhe felt that his throat, which had been on fire, seemed to be much more comfortable. He sniffed and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Tang Muzhou rubbed his hair and said softly, "You're welcome." Then he laid him on the bed, carefully covered him with a blanket, went to the bathroom to get a towel, dipped it in cold water and applied it to Xie Mingzhe's forehead. He sat beside the bed and asked softly, "Are you feeling better?"

The coolness from his forehead made Xie Mingzhe more conscious.

He opened his eyes, looked at the gentle man in front of him, and his nose suddenly felt sour.

Colds are a very common disease. He had caught colds many times in his previous life, but as an orphan with no relatives or friends, no one cared about him when he was sick, so he had to bear it all by himself.

When he caught a cold before, if it wasn't serious, he would just drink some hot water and bear it himself, and he would be fine after a few days. If it was serious, he would go to the hospital's outpatient clinic to get an IV drip, but the patients around him were accompanied by their families, and when a bottle of IV was almost finished, the family members would go and ask the nurse to change it, but he was alone... Every time he saw a doctor, he would feel particularly lonely.

However, he had no relatives since he was a child and had become accustomed to the situation of "relying on himself for everything".

When he woke up in this life, he was in the hospital. The doctor told him that he had been in a vegetative state for a long time. As his body and memory gradually recovered, he felt confused and helpless. However, he has always been adaptable. He quickly adjusted his mood, found a job, and started a new life.

I always face everything alone, and sometimes I wonder...

If one day you get sick, how would it feel to have someone by your side to take care of you?

There is no need to do anything else, even just pour a glass of water?

He had only thought about it occasionally before, but today, he finally understood...

It turns out that having someone take care of you when you are sick is such a warm feeling.

Tang Muzhou poured him a cup of water at just the right temperature, fed him some antipyretic medicine, and put a cold towel on his forehead - it was just the simplest care, but it suddenly touched a string deep in his heart.

It feels good to know someone cares about you!

No wonder humans are so keen on finding a partner to live with. When encountering unexpected events, having someone to share the burden with you is completely different from facing everything alone.

He stared blankly at the man in front of him. The warmth in his heart warmed his limbs and even his body felt much more comfortable.

Tang Muzhou's face was full of worry, and his eyes were extremely gentle.

Xie Mingzhe's nose felt sore and his eyes were a little moist.

Tang Muzhou felt very distressed when he saw his junior fellow apprentice like this. He couldn't help but reach out and gently touch his hair, and asked softly, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Or should I call a doctor to take a look?"

Xie Mingzhe shook his head: "No need."

This man is so gentle that he is reluctant to let him go.

When Xie Mingzhe thought that Tang Muzhou would take care of his wife in the same careful and considerate way in the future, he felt sad. He even wondered irrationally, could his senior brother stay by his side forever? Could he give such warmth to himself and not to others?

Maybe my brain is confused, which is why I have such crazy thoughts.

How could I have such a strong possessiveness towards my senior brother?

Xie Mingzhe stared at Tang Muzhou in a daze, so Tang Muzhou had no choice but to pour him another cup of warm water, feed him to drink, and then sit beside the bed to watch over him, so that if anything happened in the middle of the night, it would be discovered in time.

As a result, Xie Mingzhe fell asleep in a daze.

The cold caused by the cold wind was not serious, and he no longer felt uncomfortable after falling asleep. Instead, he fell into a strange dream.

In his dream, he saw the man who hugged him and kissed him again.

The man's kiss was so gentle and considerate that it made his heart melt. He was so absorbed in the kiss that he felt his cheeks burning. His dream was very unscientific; the kiss lasted for a very long time... so long that it was impossible to calculate.

Xie Mingzhe blushed and looked at the other party, and asked: "Why do I keep dreaming of you kissing me these days?"

The man's voice was deep and pleasant, with a hint of smile: "Because you like me, you think about me during the day and dream about me at night."

Xie Mingzhe said: "You are kidding, I don't even know who you are."

The man took a step closer: "Really? Take a closer look."

The facial features that were originally blurry in the dream gradually became clearer in my eyes.

The man was undoubtedly handsome, with sexy lips, a high nose bridge, and deep eyes with a faint, gentle smile.

——Tang Muzhou? !

Xie Mingzhe woke up from his dream with a somersault, he was frightened awake!

It was early morning, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Tang Muzhou had been guarding him by the bed. Seeing him suddenly sit up as if he had a cramp, he asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell, or did you have another nightmare?"

Xie Mingzhe: “……………………”

If I told you that I just dreamed of you kissing me, would you hit me?

Xie Mingzhe lowered his head in shame, not daring to look at his senior brother.