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When his finger touched the send button, Jiang Xi's breathing became rapid.

He couldn't clearly judge whether the sudden change of emotion was due to physical discomfort or a strange feeling in his heart.

When he drank water, his eyes were always drooping, looking at the mobile phone he put on the table.

There was no movement.

The screen does not light up.

Putting down the water glass, he looked at the time again.

It has been 5 minutes since he sent the message.

Jiang Xi put his mobile phone in his pajamas pocket and went to wash with his spare parts.

While brushing his teeth, the phone vibrated in his pocket. He looked down, then continued brushing his teeth with one hand, and took out the phone with the other.

Brother Pei: What's going on?Didn't take medicine?

Jiang Xi smiled as if he had won, he had successfully won Pei Chongyuan's care and worry.

He held the head of the toothbrush in his mouth full of foam, held the mobile phone in both hands, and quickly typed a line: just sleep again.

After sending, Jiang Xi put the phone back into his pocket, washed up quickly, went back to the room and lay down on the bed.

It is true that he has a fever, and it is even more true that he is unwell.

After lying down, I fell asleep again after a while, because I had a high fever and couldn't sleep well.

It was almost twelve o'clock, and the roommates got up one after another. They were all boys, and they didn't know the severity.

Jiang Xi was not annoyed when he was woken up, he got used to it.

He turned over, feeling dizzy and struggling to open his eyes.

He pressed his hot forehead to the wall again, feeling that it wasn't enough, so he stuck his whole body on it.

The phone was vibrating, and he didn't bother to answer it. He heard someone calling him while he was drowsy.

Tong Ye from the dormitory next door came to him with a guitar on his back and asked, "Brother Xi, didn't you say you're rehearsing today? Are you not going?"

They will be on stage for the first time next week. The band has just formed, and the lead singer was forced by Tong Ye. A few of them have never cooperated. In order not to make a fool of themselves on stage, Jiang Xi felt that he had to practice more in advance.

Because of the fever and discomfort, Jiang Xi forgot about it.

"What's wrong with brother Xi?" Tong Ye stood in the middle of their dormitory, looking at Jiang Xi's clothes and pants that were thrown on the table after he came back last night, "Did you drink too much yesterday?"

"Isn't it?" Jiang Xi's roommate said, "It seems to be a cold."

Listening to their whispering, Jiang Xi raised his hand impatiently: "Wait."

He sat up with difficulty and pinched the back of his neck vigorously.

"Hangover, Brother Xi?" Tong Ye looked up at the person on the bed, "Happiness is written all over his face."

"Stop talking nonsense." Jiang Xi raised his hand and rubbed the stubble of his hair that was cut so short that it was close to his scalp. "How many of them have gone?"

"We're eating in the cafeteria." Tong Ye said, "Let's go directly to the cafeteria to find them, and have a meal by the way."

"You go first." Jiang Xi touched the phone and grabbed it, forced himself out of bed, "I won't eat, I'll see you in the rehearsal room later."

"Alright." Seeing him like this, Tong Ye probably needed to tidy up for a while, "Then I'll go eat."

Tong Ye laughed at him when he left: "You drinker, you should drink less, don't drink at a young age and make trouble."

Jiang Xixin said, I really didn't drink much last night, even if I was drunk, it was because of Pei Chongyuan.

Thinking of Pei Chongyuan, he glanced at his phone.

Sure enough, after falling asleep, the other party sent him another message, instructing him to take medicine and injections if he had a fever.

He received this message after he came back from washing, and it has been more than two hours now.

For more than two hours, Pei Chongyuan didn't move again. Jiang Xi thought about it and didn't take the initiative to contact him again.

Jiang Xi went to wash his face again, and also washed his hair by the way.

He didn't have this hairstyle at first, he had short, clean hair, the most common type among college boys, but the last time he went to have his hair cut, the barber was chatting with someone, and he cut it with a shake of his hand.

At that time, the barber panicked, but Jiang Xi said calmly, "Then push it."

So it was made into a round inch.

The first time he met Pei Chongyuan was the second day after he had his round cut, new hairstyle, and met new people before he got used to it.

Originally, he thought that the hair would grow back sooner or later, so he could cut it a round inch and give it a fresh look, but he didn't think about it, he became addicted, and there was a tendency to grow it a while ago, so he cut it again.

On the night when he cut his hair, he met Pei Chongyuan again.

Interesting.

His hair is short and easy to wash. When Jiang Xi returned to the dormitory, his short hair hadn't been dried yet, and water dripped down his temples.

He wiped it casually, changed his clothes, and went out the door with a fever but still with wet hair.

It was still the same jacket, carrying his own black schoolbag with nothing in it, an old notebook, a gel pen bought at the school supermarket for three yuan, and a pair of drumsticks that had been used for a long time.

The heating in the dormitory was good, but as soon as he left the dormitory building, the cold wind rushed up, which instantly made him frown.

The wind in winter has always been like this, and it will never show mercy to anyone.

The top-heavy Jiang Xi subconsciously clenched his neckline, took two steps towards the outside, suddenly stamped his feet, and turned back to the dormitory.

When he came out again, he tied a scarf that Pei Chongyuan gave him last night.

It's just a scarf, but it seems to be a huge protective umbrella. The soft and skin-friendly wool texture gently rubs against Jiang Xi's chin, making him a little distracted.

The rehearsal in the afternoon went well. Except for Jiang Xi who was in poor condition due to illness, everyone else was fine.

Tong Ye joked at him: "Brother Xi, really, drink less, look at your face, it looks like a kidney deficiency."

Jiang Xi stared at him coldly, without speaking.

At three o'clock, they were rehearsing when Jiang Xi's cell phone rang suddenly.

None of them stopped, and Tong Ye didn't hand over the mobile phone on the windowsill to Jiang Xi until the end of the song.

The caller was Pei Chongyuan.

"Brother Pei."

"How is it?" Pei Chongyuan stood by the office window smoking a cigarette, "Do you still have a fever?"

Jiang Xi glanced at the few people in the rehearsal room, put down his drum sticks and opened the door with his mobile phone.

"It's okay." Jiang Xi leaned on the railing of the third-floor patio, bent down and looked down, "It's much better."

"Much better?" Pei Chongyuan smiled, "I can tell from your voice that you are not energetic, did you not take your medicine?"

It's the same tone again, like a question but with unclear concerns.

Jiang Xi tried to capture the familiar message from his attitude, but failed.

He felt that the two were a little ambiguous, but Pei Chongyuan seemed to maintain a subtle distance in the ambiguity.

Jiang Xi hesitated for a moment, then replied, "I never take medicine."

Pei Chongyuan sneered and said to him: "Child."

Jiang Xi doesn't like this title. Like all young people who think they are mature but are only half-baked, he is very resistant to labels such as "children" and "childish".

Just as he was about to refute, he heard Pei Chongyuan say: "Where is it? Did you not eat? I'll go over and take you to the hospital, and then have a meal."

Jiang Xi was taken aback for a moment, but deliberately refused.

"Objection is invalid." Pei Chongyuan crushed the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and said in an uncompromising tone, "Send me your address, and I'll find you right away."