Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Chapter 81: wake up

Xie Sui froze for a long time, grieving him with a hoarse voice.

Suddenly, any emotions fell apart.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the sick boy, helpless and distressed finally prevailed.

Xie Sui liked him for so long, and got along day and night again, and of course he knew his emotions well.

Fingers helped him hold his wet black hair behind his ears, and said softly: "You have to go by yourself, then I'm not very useless? The plot shouldn't develop like this."

His gentle action dampened some of Song Yu's anger.

What plot? His head is dizzy, his thinking is very simple, and he is puzzled by his words.

When his ears moved, he was also led away.

Xie Sui's voice was so gentle in the night that it had a deceptive power: "Dark and gloomy classroom, the male lead who awakens the female lead. Remember?"

"You are so scared, I feel so distressed."

"It's raining, two people."

Okay, stop talking.

Song Yu wanted to raise his hand to cover his mouth, but he collapsed.

Xie Sui chuckled: "Director Song." Leaning over, his breath was in his ears: "Did you arrange tonight as the beginning of our love?"

Director Song: "......"

Can't argue with a hundred mouths.

He buried his head in Xie Sui's arms, which was too embarrassing, only showing the back of his head and bright red ears. Completely gave up the struggling sex. In comparison, what is it to be held in your arms?

It has to be this way.

After he settled down, he fell asleep in Xie Sui's arms.

Xie Sui took him home, simply changed his clothes, soaked in anti-fever medicine, and fed him one bite at a time.

He didn't know if Song Yu had a simple fever or a serious illness. He didn't dare to leave for the whole night, watching his sleep quietly, with deep eyes.

Under the lamp, the boy's face no longer flushed, like thin ice and snow, fragile and pale.

Xie Sui had very light sleep for a long time in his previous life, and insomnia has become a habit, so now he sits quietly until midnight without a trace of sleepiness.

It was still raining outside, and his thoughts were drawn very long.

I remembered the despair that flooded me like a tide in the haunted house, and the tombstone in the black rain.

"water......."

Song Yu murmured softly, recalling his thoughts.

The boy's eyelashes trembled, his brows frowned uncomfortably, his mouth opened, his voice hoarse.

Xie Sui got up to pour water, and came back to hold his hand with his fingers. He had never taken care of someone so tenderly and carefully.

After drinking the water, the burning feeling in the throat was relieved.

Song Yu's brows stretched slowly, his body was completely weak, but he was not as uncomfortable in the auditorium, his eyelashes slowly rose, and he looked at Xie Sui's side face half-dreaming and half-awake. The light flowed through the cold white skin, and the eyebrows were as cold as ever.

The room is very comfortable and the bed is soft, but not his.

So he occupied Xie Sui's bed again?

Song Yu's eyelids opened with difficulty, but they closed again.