Desperate Pretense At Being Poor

     "click"

    Wen Ruan turned on the light in the room.

    The dim yellow light enveloped the room, giving the whole room a soft and warm atmosphere.

    Fu Zhihuan was lying on the bed with messy clothes. Even with his eyes closed, he could see the deep tiredness between his brows. Safe.

    Wen Ruan sighed, walked beside him, leaned down, and tested the temperature of his forehead with his palm.

    It's hot.

    It can't go on like this, you have to find antipyretics.

    Wen Ruan frowned, turned around and went downstairs, first went to the kitchen to pour a glass of warm water, and then looked at the strange house...

    Where are the antipyretics?

    Or go out and buy it yourself?

    She thought so, then raised her head, and three handwritten typed "medicine place" appeared in front of her eyes.

    On a piece of A4 paper, I wrote these three words vigorously and forcefully with a brush, and then pasted it on the cupboard above my head. By the way, I also drew a small arrow to indicate the direction. Below the arrow is written OPEN .

    Wen Ruan was silent for a while, then reached out and opened the cabinet.

    Sure enough, there was a medicine box inside, and as soon as the box was opened, the antipyretics were neatly placed on the first floor.

    “…”

    Why do you always feel weird?

    Does the Fu family still have the habit of marking where the medicine box is?

    But in the current situation, Wen Ruan didn't have time to think too much. He went upstairs with a water cup and antipyretic medicine, and helped Fu Zhihuan to feed him.

    Wen Ruan sighed, only to realize that the back of his shirt was completely soaked.

    Fu Zhihuan was soaked in the rain just now, and his whole body was not dry. If he left it alone, 80% of the fever would not go away, and the cold would worsen tomorrow.

    So, he has to change his clothes.

    Thinking like this, Wen Ruan's movements were already one step ahead, raising his hand to hold down the button on his collar, and smoothly untied a piece—

    Wait!

    Suddenly a string tensed in her mind, she was instantly empowered, and quickly retracted her hand.

    Danger!

    I almost didn't react and undressed Fu Zhihuan.

    Wen Ruan bit her lower lip, her face flushed red, staring at the button on Fu Zhihuan's neck that had been untied by herself, quietly stretched out her hand to re-button it for him, pretending that there was no things happen.

    …Never mind.

    Or make him sick.

    Although he is not awake now, but tomorrow morning if he finds out that it is his own clothes, he will definitely use the topic to make fun of himself!

    "Cough."

    At this moment, Fu Zhihuan frowned suddenly, and then coughed twice, even his chest was shaking slightly.

    The cough made Wen Ruan's heart throb.

    The idea of ​​"leave him alone" originally came up, and then quietly retracted his head.

    Hesitantly, she stretched out her hand and poked Fu Zhihuan's arm, and whispered in his ear: "Hello? Are you there? Is it convenient to wake up first and change your clothes?"

    Heavy breathing answered her.

    Wen Ruan did not give up: "Hey? You have to support yourself, you are such an adult, you must rely on yourself to change clothes!"

    There was still silence.

    Wen Ruan was patient, gritted her teeth, increased her strength, and pushed Fu Zhihuan again: "You old man, ask a little girl to help you change your clothes! Aren't you shy! You If I'm not shy, I'm still shy! And we're in a cold war!"

    Fu Zhihuan not only did not wake up, but also turned over.

    Wen Ruan was completely desperate.

    She gritted her teeth, got up from the chair in a fit of anger, and walked towards the door: "I have to take an inch! Who cares about you, let you have a high fever tomorrow. !"

    After speaking, she slammed the door.

    The curtains in the house were moved by the wind, and it gradually calmed down after a few seconds.

    The room fell into dead silence again.

     Squeak

    After a long time, the door was pushed open again.

    Wen Ruan stood outside the door looking into the room with a face down.

      tired.

    Wen Ruan took a step forward, walked all the way to the bed and stopped, folded her arms, looked at him with drooping eyelids, and tapped the floor impatiently with her toes.

    Really, why don't you wake up like this.

    Isn’t it a shock?

    "Hello, Fu Zhihuan?" Wen Ruan shouted.

    No response.

    Annoying!

    Wen Ruan gritted her lower teeth, leaned down and pressed Fu Zhihuan's buttons again, unbuttoning them one by one for him, with a feeling of exasperation in her movements, and her mouth could not stop Come down and scold: "You said that you are a person, I have known you for so long, and I have not seen you take your body seriously."

    "Look at how many times I have taken care of you? A big man wants a little girl to take care of you, don't be ashamed!"

    "Could you please give some respect to the word "cold war" and "quarrel"! I'm still here to change your clothes when I'm angry, so I can choose the list of people who touched the world! "

    However, in the middle of the action, when four or five buttons were unbuttoned, Wen Ruan suddenly stopped.

    Further down, is Fu Zhihuan's strong waist.

      itch.

    Wen Ruan took a deep breath.

    It's okay!

    Everyone is an adult, so don't be so shy, don't you just change your clothes? Things that take less than half a minute are not a delicate little girl, they can definitely be solved easily!

    So encouraging herself, Wen Ruan's index finger touched the button again.

    Then—

    Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

    Can't!

    I am a cute little girl!

    Shy!

    Wen Ruan immediately wanted to give up halfway and escape, but the sick man behind him seemed to be tying her ankles, making her unable to move.

    After adjusting her emotions for about half a minute, Wen Ruan took a deep breath and decided to take the "out of sight, out of mind" trick.

    As long as you close your eyes and round up, nothing happens!

    So comforting herself, Wen Ruan turned around again, put her index finger on Fu Zhihuan's button, and closed her eyes.

     "click"

    Unwrap one.

    Then go down a little to find the next button.

    Yeah! I got it! Unlock one more! Very easy!

    Then further down.

    Further down.

    To…

    “Pop—”

    Suddenly, a hand clasped Wen Ruan's wrist, and the fiery temperature came from her skin very clearly.

    Before she opened her eyes, she heard a low, hoarse chuckle. Although most of her voice was tired, she still had a strong support.

    "You can't go any further, child."

    "!"

    Wen Ruan opened her eyes, just to meet Fu Zhihuan's smiling eyes.

    Looking down, I found that my fingertips were only a short distance away from the dangerous zone.

    She blushed immediately, she immediately pulled out her hand, stepped back one meter away, and then turned around very smoothly: "Fu Zhihuan! Are you pretending to sleep just now?"

    Fu Zhihuan stretched out his hands to prop up, put his arms on his knees, looked down at his shirt, and realized what Wen Ruan was doing.

    He rubbed his temples and explained, "No, just woke up."

    Wen Ruan didn't look back, her fists clenched, and she couldn't help but get angry: "Just woke up? Wake up? How did you wake up so coincidentally?"

    Seeing the little girl panicked with fright, she looked shy and annoyed, just like a little rabbit in a hurry.

        He clenched his fist and placed it on his lips subconsciously, coughed heavily, took a breath, and said, "Well, it's a coincidence."

    "Otherwise I will pretend to be asleep and you will continue?"

    "Go on!" Wen Ruan was about to faint from Fu Zhihuan's anger. She pulled out a piece of clothing from the closet and threw it behind her: "Change clothes!"

    Fu Zhihuan laughed dumbly: "Okay."

    The sound of rustling when the cloth was rubbed came from behind, like a feather, scratching Wen Ruan's heart.

    Wen Ruan took a deep breath and walked towards the door without looking back: "Since you are awake, then I will go back first."

    "Wen Ruan."

    At this moment, Fu Zhihuan suddenly stopped her.

    Wen Ruan took a step, tilted her head slightly, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

    Fu Zhihuan's voice was hoarse: "Do me a favor?"

    When Wen Ruan came up with the medicine box, Fu Zhihuan had changed into his home clothes and was leaning on the head of the bed with his eyes closed, as if he was closing his eyes and recuperating to adjust his mental state .

    "Hello." She put the medicine chest aside, "I got it."

    Fu Zhihuan heard the voice, opened his eyes, the red blood in his eyes was very obvious, he looked tired, but he still forced a little smile to face Wen Ruan: "Well, thanks."

    After answering, he straightened up, raised his hand and pressed the button of his neckline without saying a word, and untied it.

    "Wait a second!"

    Wen Ruan immediately stopped: "Fu Zhihuan, if you do this again, I will call the police! Didn't I just want to change your clothes? Can you stop repeating this action!"

    How do I feel that I have been struggling with buttons all night.

    Fu Zhihuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed lowly, shook his head helplessly, turned his body and turned his back to Wen Ruan: "Give me the medicine box, you go out first."

    At the end, he added: "Don't go first, okay?"

    Wen Ruan didn't speak, just handed the medicine box over, then turned around to leave.

    But when I went out, I couldn't help but glance behind me.

    Fu Zhihuan had loosened his shirt at this moment, gauze and ointment were almost all stuck on the exposed back, and there were also some distinct bruises on the exposed back, which looked like new injuries .

    He lowered his head to pick up some things to use from the medicine box, then raised his head, backhanded the plaster and bandage that was close to his hand, frowning tightly, and let out a soft "hiss".

    Wen Ruan remembered what the driver said.

    The old injury from the car accident is not a few days old, and it is far from being healed. And those bruises are probably the scars left by the family law.

    This virtue, no wonder it burned like this tonight.

    But he's awake anyway, so don't meddle in his own business.

    Thinking like this, Wen Ruan pressed the door handle and opened the door.

    Fu Zhihuan did not look back.

    But he could hear the door being pulled open and closed very clearly.

    He lowered his eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled wryly.

    The little girl didn't answer just now, 80% of them won't be willing to wait, and she'll be angry again tonight, so she'll definitely run home.

    The old wound has not been changed for several days, and it started to become inflamed after being exposed to the rain.

    Fu Zhihuan woke up just now, all because the inflamed wound was unbearable. If he didn't deal with it tonight, he probably couldn't sleep all night.

    He closed his eyes, lowered his head, and stretched out his hand to take off the rest of the gauze.

    At this moment, a slightly cold hand lightly pressed his arm, and then, Wen Ruan's pretended indifferent voice came.

    "Forget it, I'll help you."

    ~

    Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 2 telephone sea and private;

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of xc, wjh little cute; 77 bottles of snow biubiu;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!