Sitting on the bus home in a daze and aimless manner, a picture suddenly flashed through my mind...
Are the toiletries in the bathroom clearly unused?
There are only signs of dry hair cap and makeup remover.
They were too shocked and frustrated at the time, and they did not think deeply about many details. Although the two seemed to have a very tacit understanding, they did not have any sense of intimacy between lovers.
If Ling Wei was really Ye Ming who found him to pretend to be his girlfriend, it means that he was not completely moved by himself, otherwise he would not need to live together.
If you don’t care, let me understand if you want to die.
The bus was not stable yet. Regardless of the exclamations around, Ning Wan hurriedly jumped out of the car and stopped her and called a taxi.
Before she knew it, she actually spent three hours back and forth on the bus. She left at 3 pm and another weekend. If the two were living together, she should be enjoying the time they were having.
When she knocked on the door again, no one answered. Ning Wanxin was waving and waiting for a while to take a closer look. Unexpectedly, the door was not closed at all, and the lock tongue was pressing against the door frame. She was worried about whether the teacher's house was thieves. She mute her phone and edited an alarm text message, staying at the sending interface.
I sneaked into the door quietly and found that the living room was empty and there was no trace of external damage. As soon as I walked to the door of the study, a burst of air conditioning rushed up through the crack of the door.
Teacher Ye?
Ning Wan pushed open the study door and instantly felt like falling into an ice cellar. A layer of goose bumps immediately floated on her exposed skin.
It was still October, and the room was too cold. She saw Ye Ming lying on the desk with his arms, his fingers sank into his skin, his usual white jade-like cheeks with abnormal flushing, his black hair was soft on his forehead, and he took off his usual disguise. At this moment, he looked lonely and fragile.
Teacher Ye, what's wrong with you?
Without a reply, Ning Wan almost jogged over. She immediately found the remote control and turned off the air conditioner. She reached out to touch his forehead, which made Ning Wan almost scream.
This must have a high fever. She felt very distressed. She threw all her questions behind her and gently rubbed Ye Ming's temples with both hands: Teacher?
Ye Ming raised his head in confusion, his narrow eyes were slightly wet, his voice was hoarse, and he nodded in a daze.
Seeing that he was not very sober, Ning Wan hurriedly asked: Teacher, you are sick, do you want me to take you to the hospital?
He was usually steady but shook his head childishly: No...No go to the hospital...
But you have a fever!
The medicine box...there is a medicine box... After reading it, he lay down again, as if he felt cold, and his tall body shrank slightly.
Alas, Ning Wan couldn't help but pull Ye Ming up after consuming her breasts, carrying most of his weight, and she struggled to move him to the bedroom and lay down, and then covered him with an air conditioner quilt.
She has common medical knowledge and knows that when a person has a fever, if he feels cold, he is in the rising temperature period. At this time, he has to cover it, so he finds a thick tweed coat from the closet to put it on.
Fortunately, the medicine box is placed in a conspicuous position. When you open it, you can see that the thermometer antipyretic drugs and anti-inflammatory drugs are arranged neatly in categories.
Ning Wan took out a thermometer to measure Ye Ming's body temperature, 385, then fed him a fever-reducing medicine, then came to the end of the bed, put his hand into the quilt, and massaged his cold soles.
I don’t know how long it took, but Ning Wan felt that her palms were so sore that it seemed like she was about to fall off, and there was a hint of warmth in the soles of Ye Ming’s feet.
Thinking that the fever was about to begin to subside, Ning Wan breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the quilt and only put it on his chest, then mixed it with ice water, and compressed his forehead coldly over and over again.
After struggling until night fell, Ye Ming's breathing gradually stabilized. His frown loosened and his body temperature returned to 369.
Ning Wan was also exhausted. She never thought that the first time she admired Ye Ming's sleeping look would be in her current state.
He is so beautiful. His dry lips due to fever did not make him haggard, but instead had a fragile beauty.
Help him moisturize.
Ning Wan brought a cup of warm water, put it in her mouth, and lowered her head to find his breathing.
Are the toiletries in the bathroom clearly unused?
There are only signs of dry hair cap and makeup remover.
They were too shocked and frustrated at the time, and they did not think deeply about many details. Although the two seemed to have a very tacit understanding, they did not have any sense of intimacy between lovers.
If Ling Wei was really Ye Ming who found him to pretend to be his girlfriend, it means that he was not completely moved by himself, otherwise he would not need to live together.
If you don’t care, let me understand if you want to die.
The bus was not stable yet. Regardless of the exclamations around, Ning Wan hurriedly jumped out of the car and stopped her and called a taxi.
Before she knew it, she actually spent three hours back and forth on the bus. She left at 3 pm and another weekend. If the two were living together, she should be enjoying the time they were having.
When she knocked on the door again, no one answered. Ning Wanxin was waving and waiting for a while to take a closer look. Unexpectedly, the door was not closed at all, and the lock tongue was pressing against the door frame. She was worried about whether the teacher's house was thieves. She mute her phone and edited an alarm text message, staying at the sending interface.
I sneaked into the door quietly and found that the living room was empty and there was no trace of external damage. As soon as I walked to the door of the study, a burst of air conditioning rushed up through the crack of the door.
Teacher Ye?
Ning Wan pushed open the study door and instantly felt like falling into an ice cellar. A layer of goose bumps immediately floated on her exposed skin.
It was still October, and the room was too cold. She saw Ye Ming lying on the desk with his arms, his fingers sank into his skin, his usual white jade-like cheeks with abnormal flushing, his black hair was soft on his forehead, and he took off his usual disguise. At this moment, he looked lonely and fragile.
Teacher Ye, what's wrong with you?
Without a reply, Ning Wan almost jogged over. She immediately found the remote control and turned off the air conditioner. She reached out to touch his forehead, which made Ning Wan almost scream.
This must have a high fever. She felt very distressed. She threw all her questions behind her and gently rubbed Ye Ming's temples with both hands: Teacher?
Ye Ming raised his head in confusion, his narrow eyes were slightly wet, his voice was hoarse, and he nodded in a daze.
Seeing that he was not very sober, Ning Wan hurriedly asked: Teacher, you are sick, do you want me to take you to the hospital?
He was usually steady but shook his head childishly: No...No go to the hospital...
But you have a fever!
The medicine box...there is a medicine box... After reading it, he lay down again, as if he felt cold, and his tall body shrank slightly.
Alas, Ning Wan couldn't help but pull Ye Ming up after consuming her breasts, carrying most of his weight, and she struggled to move him to the bedroom and lay down, and then covered him with an air conditioner quilt.
She has common medical knowledge and knows that when a person has a fever, if he feels cold, he is in the rising temperature period. At this time, he has to cover it, so he finds a thick tweed coat from the closet to put it on.
Fortunately, the medicine box is placed in a conspicuous position. When you open it, you can see that the thermometer antipyretic drugs and anti-inflammatory drugs are arranged neatly in categories.
Ning Wan took out a thermometer to measure Ye Ming's body temperature, 385, then fed him a fever-reducing medicine, then came to the end of the bed, put his hand into the quilt, and massaged his cold soles.
I don’t know how long it took, but Ning Wan felt that her palms were so sore that it seemed like she was about to fall off, and there was a hint of warmth in the soles of Ye Ming’s feet.
Thinking that the fever was about to begin to subside, Ning Wan breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the quilt and only put it on his chest, then mixed it with ice water, and compressed his forehead coldly over and over again.
After struggling until night fell, Ye Ming's breathing gradually stabilized. His frown loosened and his body temperature returned to 369.
Ning Wan was also exhausted. She never thought that the first time she admired Ye Ming's sleeping look would be in her current state.
He is so beautiful. His dry lips due to fever did not make him haggard, but instead had a fragile beauty.
Help him moisturize.
Ning Wan brought a cup of warm water, put it in her mouth, and lowered her head to find his breathing.
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