rainy tonight

As Yan Jun said, when Chang Jiayu woke up the next day, his throat felt a little itchy, he couldn't stop coughing, his nose was not very comfortable, and he used up a lot of tissues.

A cold is a minor illness, and it happens several times throughout the year. He didn't take it to heart, got up, took some medicine and went back to sleep.

Yan Jun came back at noon, and after entering the door, he took off his coat and put it on the armrest of the sofa, and while handing off his tie, he asked, "Where's Jia Yu?"

Mrs. Li said: "I came out once in the morning, and stayed in the room since then."

Yan Jun quickly stood up, stepped up to the second floor, stood outside Chang Jiayu's bedroom and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

After a while, he tried to open the door, looked in, let go of the handle and stepped in.

Chang Jiayu was sleeping on the mattress, with an abnormal flush on his face.

Yan Jun touched it with his hand, and his palm felt hot.

His cuffs still carried the cold air from the outside, and when he brushed against the boy's cheek, he woke him up.

He was in a drowsy drowsiness before and couldn't get up, but when he opened his eyes, Chang Jiayu barely turned over, his hands and feet were still sleepy and tired, and his head hurt badly.

Yan Jun helped him tuck the quilt, looked at his dry lips, and said in a deep voice: "You have a fever, I'll call the doctor. Don't sleep, drink some water, I'll call the doctor later come and see."

Chang Jiayu responded to him hoarsely, and slowly closed his eyes, feeling a little sour and sweet in his heart.

When one is sick or in distress, one's psychology becomes much more fragile. At this moment, he really wanted Yan Jun to stay with him, and the other party did exactly that.

Aunt Li sent the medicine box, Yan Jun took the thermometer, asked Chang Jiayu to hold it under his arm for a while, took it out and checked, it was close to forty degrees.

After a while, the private doctor rushed over and prescribed some medicine according to his condition after the examination. Yan Jun took warm water and asked Chang Jiayu to drink it with his hand, and asked Aunt Li to bring a bowl of porridge. Jia Yu scooped it up spoon by spoon and finished it slowly.

When the bowl was removed, Yan Jun's cell phone rang suddenly, he turned around to answer the call, and when he came back, he saw Chang Jiayu had got up and sat by the bed, his eyes still looked a little sleepy.

Yan Jun sat down on the edge of the bed, patted his hand and said, "Go to sleep for a while."

Chang Jiayu shook his head: "I'm not sleepy."

"Lie down even if you are not sleepy, rest and rest to recover quickly."

Chang Jiayu thought for a while, nodded, and lay down on his side. Yan Jun helped him cover the quilt without leaving, and took the file to read by the window.

Chang Jiayu looked over the soft curved edge of the quilt to look at the person sitting by the window.

The curtains in the bedroom are half drawn, Yan Jun is sitting on the wicker chair with his legs crossed, the light from the window illuminates half of his body, making the upright shirt collar soft and blurring the profile of his face at the same time The lines make people have the impulse to see more clearly.

Accompanied by this kind of silence, Chang Jiayu's atrium seemed to be filled with a warm and soft sponge, which was comfortable and comfortable.

He thought, that's not bad at all.

Lovers may still break up, but they can stay that way with this rapport.

In a calm state of mind, Chang Jiayu gradually fell asleep, this time he did not have a dream, and slept peacefully until evening.

When he got up, Yan Jun had already gone out, Mrs. Li was cooking in the kitchen, and asked him to sit in the living room for a while, the meal was almost ready.

After sleeping for almost a day, Chang Jiayu was no longer sleepy.He took his own temperature again, and it was 37 degrees, basically no fever.

He sat in front of the TV for a while and watched the sports channel. When Yan Jun came back, the meal was just ready, and Chang Jiayu sat at the dinner table with him and had a full meal.

In the evening, the snow outside stopped.

It has been going on for a while, and it finally stopped. Chang Jiayu felt that it was rare, so he opened the door and went out for a few minutes.

The sky and the ground are all white, and the city is covered in silver, silent and quiet.

Even though there was no sun, the wind was very cold, and it was very deserted. Chang Jiayu returned to the room after a while.

When he entered the room, he saw Yan Jun sitting on the sofa with his laptop in his arms, fiddling left and right a few times, but the computer screen didn't turn on.

Chang Jiayu stood still, walked over and asked, "What's wrong? Can't the computer turn on?"

Yan Jun hummed: "I don't seem to have a spare at home, so I'll go to the company later."

Chang Jiayu said: "The computer you gave me is still upstairs, the game shouldn't be a big problem, right? Do you still want to use the files in this computer?"

Hearing what he said, Yan Jun pulled out the USB flash drive from the side of the computer, stood up and said, "No, I have this. Let's go, use yours first."

He took out the computer for Yan Jun to use, while Chang Jiayu sat cross-legged on the bed and chatted with Bai Song.

Even on New Year's Day, Bai Song is still working hard to make up lessons.

Bai Songsong: The teachers in our make-up class are all terrible. They assign a lot of practice questions, which makes my mind full of trigonometric functions and hyperbolic derivations. It's endless...

Chang Jiayu: Touch your dog's head.

Bai Songsong: Touch me, I will cry...

Chang Jiayu: Comrade Bai Song is about to be entrusted with the task, work hard, anyway, there is only half of the semester left.

The two chatted about remedial lessons, and then talked about other things, Chang Jiayu laughed, Yan Jun turned his head to look at him, held the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to continue looking at the computer screen.

After the USB flash drive was plugged in, Yan Jun found the file and clicked on the browser icon at the same time.

After the search bar appeared, the browser automatically expanded the webpages that were not closed last time, Yan Jun clicked on it, and several webpages jumped out.

[What are the manifestations of homosexuality]

【What to do if you like the same sex】

[Is homosexuality a disease?Can it be cured? 】

[Can liking the same sex still like the opposite sex? 】

The smile on Yan Jun's mouth disappeared.

He pursed his lips tightly and tightened his hand holding the mouse.

Thinking of Chang Jiayu often staying alone in the room during this time, he didn't talk as much as before.He always thought it was because of his busy schedule, but now it seems that it may be another reason.

Chang Jiayu chatted with Bai Song for a while, then raised his head inadvertently, and met Yan Jun's eyes squarely.

The way he looked at himself... seemed a little weird.

Chang Jiayu was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Is there any problem with this notebook?"

Yan Jun was silent for a while, then moved his arm and pushed the laptop in front of Chang Jiayu.

When Chang Jiayu saw the words on the webpage, his whole body froze, and he subconsciously clenched his phone tightly, as if all the blood in his body had froze.

It’s over.

These two words appeared in his mind, and then there was a brief blank.

Yan Jun looked straight into his eyes and said slowly: "What are you doing searching for this?"

The fingertips holding the phone were a little cold, but his face was full of hot flashes.

Chang Jiayu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, he never thought that this matter would be exposed so quickly in front of Yan Jun in this way.

There was no smile on the other party's face, and his eyes were deep, which made him feel uneasy.

He suddenly realized a problem, Fei Dong likes the same sex does not mean Yan Jun likes it, and he can't even deduce that he can accept it.If it wasn't for that accidental crash, he wouldn't know Fei Dong's sexual orientation.Under the pressure of society, homosexuals are likely to hide their orientation in front of relatives and friends, and Fei Dong may not do so.

Thinking of this, Chang Jiayu clenched his hands tightly, and said, "Is there any problem?"

"You..." Yan Jun said a word, paused for a while, and said again, "You found out that you might like the same sex, right?"

Chang Jiayu was silent, and squeezed out a word from his teeth: "Yes."

He wasn't sure about Yan Jun's attitude, he felt too unsteady as if walking on a wire rope.

Yan Jun didn't speak for a while after he finished speaking, and continued after a while: "You are not yet an adult, and you have too little contact with things. It is very likely that you haven't recognized these things well, so don't define yourself first."

Chang Jiayu's heart sank, and he said in a low voice, "I recognize it quite clearly."

Yan Jun looked at his slightly stubborn side face, his eyes flickered slightly: "Jia Yu, this is a very serious matter."

"I know it's serious," Chang Jiayu sat up straight, Yan Jun's reaction made him a little flustered, but he didn't know what to say, so he just lowered his head and added, "I'm not joking."

"Do you like the classmates in the class?" Yan Jun asked him tentatively.

Chang Jiayu's chest heaved twice, his heartbeat was so fast that his brain almost froze when he was speaking.

"No, I... I like you."