Get ill
I don’t know if it was because he got caught in the rain that day, but Wen Xubai developed a fever the next day.
Feeling dizzy and weak all over, Wen Xubai didn't want to think about anything or do anything. He curled up on the bed, and even the blanket covering him felt incredibly heavy.
In a daze, he felt a little hot, so he casually threw the blanket aside.
After a while, I felt a bit cold again, so I reached out and pulled it back.
After a while, I felt a bit hot again...
This went on and on, until I was covered in sweat.
It was summer, and my body felt incredibly sticky.
Wen Xubai: "·······"
Unfortunately, in the end, his "cleanliness obsession" prevailed over the illness, and Wen Xubai forced himself to get up and take a shower in the bathroom.
He hadn't intended to wash his hair, but his mind was so foggy that he forgot to adjust the water temperature. As soon as he turned on the water, he was drenched in cold water.
Wen Xubai: "·······"
"Alright." Wen Xubai closed his eyes weakly, letting the water soak his forehead.
After showering, he felt much refreshed, but his head was even more dizzy. As soon as he stepped out of the bathroom, everything went black. Luckily, he instinctively grabbed the door frame, preventing him from falling backward to the ground.
The scene before him was swaying, and his head was buzzing. Wen Xubai thought: He might have low blood sugar.
Thinking back to how he had been washing his hair with his head down, he suddenly felt a little regretful.
But it's too late for regrets; things have already happened.
Wen Xubai shook his head, forcibly regaining his composure, and decided to slowly walk back to bed to lie down.
No sooner had I taken a step than I heard a loud knock on the door.
"Knock knock knock—"
Wen Xubai was a little puzzled. Who would come looking for him at this time?
There was a moment of silence on the other side. Perhaps seeing that no one came to open the door, they assumed he hadn't heard them and knocked a few more times.
"Knock knock knock—"
Still no one responded.
"Knock knock—"
"what?"
The third time, Wen Xubai finally appeared at the door, his head drooping on the door frame. When he looked up and saw the person who came in, he was stunned for a long time.
Qi Zui was still in the position of knocking on the door. When he saw him, he immediately grinned and showed off his big white teeth.
"You're home? I thought you weren't."
Despite the throbbing pain in his head, Wen Xubai asked, still dizzy, "Qi Zui? What are you doing here?"
Wen Xubai felt like he might be dreaming. His feet felt incredibly unsteady, not like he was standing on a solid floor, but rather on a cloud. The figures before him distorted like seaweed, the man's face sometimes clear, sometimes blurry...
He touched his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things, and then Wen Xubai suddenly remembered that he was in Huaihua Lane, not at the Wen family's house.
After the banquet that evening, Wen Xubai didn't want to return to the Wen family home and experience the tension, nor did he want to face Wen Xuyuan and Wen Tingyi. On the way, he inexplicably made a detour and drove back to Huaihua Lane...
As he regained a little consciousness, he saw Qi Zui shake the dark brown plastic bottle in his hand at him and say with a smile, "Come borrow some soy sauce."
"It's in the kitchen, pour it yourself." The soy sauce was the same one he bought together at the market downstairs when he treated Qi Zui to dinner last time, although Qi Zui ended up cooking anyway…
Wen Xubai was so dizzy that he threw down a sentence and turned to walk back to his room.
Qi Zui, who was behind him, went around into the kitchen, picked up the bottle of soy sauce that was still more than half full when he left last time, and exclaimed in shock, "This soy sauce... you've never used it before?"
"Mm," Wen Xubai responded softly, "You're going to take it."
He doesn't cook much anyway.
Qi Zui then realized something was wrong with him, quickly put down the bottle he was holding and came out. Seeing Wen Xubai walking unsteadily and almost falling, he quickly steadied his shoulder and said worriedly:
"What's wrong? Are you sick?"
As he spoke, Qi Zui was about to touch Wen Xubai's forehead, but the other party dodged it in mid-air.
Qi Zui: "?"
Wen Xubai frowned: "Don't touch my head with your hands that just touched the soy sauce bottle."
He clearly saw the other person's lips twitch.
Qi Zui nodded helplessly and said, "Okay." Then he quickly went to the bathroom to wash his hands. As he was leaving, he noticed the water stains all over the floor and Wen Xubai's still dripping hair, and exclaimed in shock, "You washed your hair while you were sick???"
"Wait a minute, where did that bruise on your lip come from???" Qi Zui suddenly looked at him.
"I hit it myself..." Wen Xubai said, covering his head.
"You could cause this much damage by crashing into something yourself???"
Qi was a little annoyed and wanted to get to the bottom of things, but when he saw Wen Xubai tilting his head and looking at him with wet and red eyes, as if he could no longer understand what he was saying and his mind had completely "gone on strike," he suddenly swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
Qi Zui quickly helped him sit back on the edge of the bed, pulled the blanket over him, and then painstakingly rummaged through Wen Xubai's messy pile of belongings to find the hair dryer.
After plugging in the power, he casually touched Qi Zui's forehead. When he felt the burning heat, Qi Zui's eyes widened suddenly, and he asked, "So hot? How long have you had a fever?"
Wen Xubai thought for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't know..."
"Have you taken your temperature?" Qi asked anxiously.
“No…” Wen Xubai shook his head again, his whole body leaning weakly against the headboard, his eyes closed, as if he was extremely tired.
"I'll be fine after a good night's sleep..." he murmured unconsciously.
Qi Zui, who was about to ask if they had a thermometer, immediately fell silent.
"You...you shouldn't sleep yet. Dry your hair first, otherwise you'll have a headache when you wake up tomorrow."
Wen Xubai ignored him
Qi Zui sighed helplessly, then slowly turned Wen Xubai's head and let him lean carefully on his shoulder, using this angle to gently blow-dry his hair.
No matter how gentle the other person's movements are, the noise of the hair dryer can still be quite annoying to the "patient".
Wen Xubai twisted his body impatiently, almost getting his hair stuck in the hairdryer. Qi Zui was so frightened that he quickly moved the things away, breaking out in a cold sweat!
"Hey, hey, hey, don't move!" Qi Zui exclaimed in fright.
Seeing that Wen Xubai was still frowning, and it was unclear whether he was asleep or not, Qi Zui called out softly, "Chen Che, Chen Che?"
There was no response from the other party.
"Sweetie, dry your hair before you go to sleep, or you'll catch a cold," Qi Zui coaxed softly.
Wen Xubai kept his eyes closed, but did not move again.
Seeing this usually prickly person so obediently "letting him do as he pleased," Qi Zui suddenly felt a strange itch in his heart, as if something within him had been inadvertently touched, and even his movements unconsciously became gentler...
Qi Zui's eyes suddenly darkened. His gaze swept over the man's smooth, fair chin, thin, delicate lips, and high, handsome nose, before settling on his tightly closed eyes...
Wen Xubai's hair was a bit long, almost covering his eyes.
How could she be so bad at taking care of herself? Qi Zui suddenly felt a little annoyed.
Suddenly, the image of Wen Xubai's teary eyes flashed through my mind—a blank, pitiful, fragile look...
Qi suddenly felt a rush of blood to his head and instinctively reached out to touch Wen Xubai's cheek...
From the first moment he met Wen Xubai, he sensed the fragile heart hidden beneath the other's tough exterior...
"Chen Che...?"
He murmured softly, drawing ever closer...
The next second, my finger accidentally touched the air vent of the hair dryer, making a sharp clicking sound!
Qi Zui suddenly came to his senses and quickly unplugged the power cord from the wall!
Seeing that Wen Xubai hadn't been woken up, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After laying the person flat on the bed and covering them with a blanket, Qi Zui slapped his face hard.
The person on the bed frowned, seemingly sleeping very restlessly. He groaned uncomfortably a few times and tried to throw off the blanket.
"Hey, don't move, don't move." Qi Zui quickly pressed his hand down and wrapped half of his body around him.
They were so close that they could clearly feel each other's breathing.
Perhaps because of the fever, Wen Xubai's breath was hot and rapid, and his brows were furrowed even more tightly because of his discomfort.
Qi Zui couldn't help but reach out and touch the other person's forehead with his slightly calloused hand, gently smoothing it out. But it didn't take long before the forehead wrinkled up again.
"What kind of dream are you having?" Qi Zui murmured.
He suddenly wanted to see Wen Xubai's dream, to know what made him happy, what made him angry, and what...why he was troubled.
He suddenly felt an intense urge to know everything about Wen Xubai, and wanted to get closer to him...
I'm even more curious to know... if he appears in his dreams?
"Chen Che..." he murmured, suddenly remembering that he had seen a method online before that could make someone dream about him: keep whispering his name in their ear.
"Chen... oh no, Qi Zui, Qi Zui, Qi Zui..."
He felt he had truly gone mad. He had always scoffed at this kind of thing, even shaking his head and trying to convince the elderly people around him who believed it that it was all a scam. But now…
"Qi Zui, Qi Zui, Qi..."
"Qi Zui..."
Whether or not the method actually worked, Wen Xubai actually pronounced his name.
Qi Zui: "!!!"
Although the sound was barely audible, he still heard it.
He hurriedly moved closer, wanting to hear what the other person was saying.
Wen Xubai frowned slightly, rubbing his head uncomfortably against the pillow, and mumbled with a nasal tone, "Qi Zui... idiot..."
Qi Zui: "..."
have to.
The "fool" who had been doused with cold water finally came to his senses and stood there bewildered in the wind.
After a long silence, Qi Zui remembered that he still needed to take Wen Xubai's temperature, so he quickly went to find a thermometer.
Wen Xubai, fast asleep, was completely unaware of what had just happened. He only felt incredibly hot all over, as if a large cage was encasing him...
He struggled desperately, but couldn't break free. His body temperature rose higher and higher, as if he had fallen into a sea of fire that would burn him to ashes...
In a daze, he seemed to hear mosquitoes buzzing around his ear, making a buzzing sound that annoyed him greatly. After finally breaking free from his restraints, he suddenly punched them, smashing the hazy dream to pieces!
Later, Wen Xubai seemed to hear someone calling his name...
Who is it?
Who is it?
Who is it?
The fire gradually spread to his entire body, and the scorching heat was unbearable. He collapsed to the ground in terror, his eyes wide. Looking up, he finally saw the source of the fire…
At the scene of the car accident, flames soared into the sky, and the ground was littered with blood—a horrific sight. His parents stood in the center of the fire, waving frantically at him…
"Ah Che... Mom and Dad are leaving... You must take good care of yourself..." The woman nestled in her husband's arms smiled gently and sweetly.
"No! No!!!" He instinctively ran into the sea of fire!
"No! Dad, Mom, don't go!"
The world seemed to begin to tremble, the surrounding environment flickered constantly, a suffocating feeling gradually spread to his heart, the wind howled in his ears, but eventually returned to calm, Wen Xubai desperately pressed his throat, unable to breathe.
In the midst of the chaos, someone grabbed his hand. He turned around and saw a man in a vest and shorts smiling at him, saying, "Chen Che."
“Qi Zui?” He was stunned.
His body reacted before his brain could process it; he grabbed the other man's wrist and exclaimed in shock, "Qi Zui, what are you doing here?"
But the smile on the man's face suddenly disappeared. "No...you are not Chen Che."
"What?" Wen Xubai was a little confused.
The man's large hand suddenly gripped his shoulder, shoving him to the ground. Pointing at him, he roared, "You're not Chen Che, you're Wen Xubai! Why won't you tell the truth? Why did you lie to me? Why did you lie to me?!"
Wen Xubai felt as if his blood had reversed, his hands and feet turned ice-cold, and a chill ran straight to his brow. He frantically tried to explain, "No, I didn't, it's not like that..."
But the man suddenly covered his ears and turned sharply to run into the darkness!
In the darkness, the man's angry roar still lingered: "Liar! Big liar! I never want to see you again!"
"No, Qi Zui!" Wen Xubai desperately chased after him, but couldn't catch up with the man's pace. "No, don't go, don't go!!!"
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