When they were still in college, girls could not help but talk at night in the dormitory, especially after the lights were turned off, and they could not see each other's faces, which made it easier for them to share their secret thoughts that they could not express during the day.

I remember one night when we just finished the calculus test, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and even after turning off the lights, they were unwilling to fall asleep like this. Someone brought up a topic and started chatting. The four girls in the dormitory usually also

They were divided into two groups. Lu Xiaoyan and I had the best relationship, and the other two people were also relatively closer. At that time, we talked about our feelings together.

Young feelings are always rich and relatable. One roommate said that she had a crush on a boy for many years. Who knew that last week, her best friend called and said she was with him. Her best friend also knew that she had a crush on him and begged her to forgive him.

Myself. My roommate said a little frustrated that he felt like he never wanted to see them again. Although he knew that no one could blame him for some things, he just felt awkward and didn’t want to spend more time with his best friends. We were all a little sad, indeed.

That's right, friendship is actually a very subtle thing. It becomes intimate because of sharing, and it also becomes antagonistic because of sharing. Especially the friendship between two girls involves the same person they like.

Changed in quality.

Another roommate said that she fell in love with her high school classmate and they are still in a relationship, but they are in a long-distance relationship. One is in the south and the other is in the north. Although communications are now developed, they are not in the same place.

Together, she always felt that there were a lot of things missing, and the distance involuntarily widened. She found it very difficult and often became suspicious. She would ask him repeatedly when she heard a girl's voice on his phone.

It was my turn to say that I had nothing to say. Xu Zhi and I were already in a relationship at that time. They asked me if Xu Zhi was good, so I said yes. They asked me what was good about me, and I said, I am ambitious and ambitious.

, as if among a group of boys who were content with the status quo and did not seek to make progress, he stood out and was destined to have a bright future. My words made them envious.

Finally, it was Lu Xiaoyan's turn. She turned over on the bed, thought for a while and said, "I don't know. I had a crush on a good-looking boy in high school, but he always made trouble with everyone and talked.

He seemed quite ignorant and naive at that time, and I gradually started to hate him. I didn’t meet the right person in college, and I didn’t feel very good about the ones who pursued me. I found that everyone would talk about fate with me, but in reality

Meeting fate is really not an easy thing."

"Xiaoyan, maybe it's because you have a good brother, so the boys who pursue you naturally make you feel childish and insignificant compared to him." The person who spoke was one of my roommates. We all agreed, Lu

Xiaoyan himself laughed and said, "Maybe. I have been with my brother for a long time, and I am used to his appearance. When I see other boys, I always feel that I am missing some momentum and ability. It seems that my brother is the cause of the misfortune."

Got me."

I think I asked her in private once: "Xiaoyan, you said you and your brother are not related by blood. Is it possible that you two will eventually become boyfriend and girlfriend together?"

At that time, Lu Xiaoyan covered my mouth and stretched out his hand to pinch me: "He Sang, you little bastard, you are so full of evil, you actually made a joke about me and my brother, how is that possible?"

"How is it impossible? After all, they are not really brothers and sisters. Maybe, Xiaoyan, I think the second brother is really good to you. What do you think, will he like you?"

"Stop talking nonsense." She was a little melancholy: "This is impossible. No matter how good our relationship is, outsiders will think that we are brother and sister. I know my brother too well. Is he?

Do you have any thoughts about me, so I won’t think about what you said, and I don’t dare to think about it.”

Time has passed, and when I thought about the words I said at that time, and the Lu Xiaoyan who said those words on the way home, I felt that I could vaguely taste some of her sweetness and helpless feelings. Maybe she

Even he couldn't realize what kind of feelings he had for Lu Yanhui deep down in his heart.

So what about Lu Yanhui? Does he love her?

Have you always been rational and treated her like your own sister, or are you protecting her with some unknown secret? This thought made me suddenly break out in a cold sweat.

I thought about that time when he was obviously very busy, but he often took Xiaoyan out for outings on weekends, and Xiaoyan would always take me with him. Lu Yan looked so happy back then, and he thought of many things in a comprehensive way, and Xiaoyan couldn't help but

He is happy and tells jokes to make her laugh, and he is also very nice to me. Sometimes I can take advantage of him and receive gifts when he goes on business trips.

Bai Lan's words were like a gap, slowly opening a big wound in my heart. If we are ordinary siblings, it is rare for a brother to be so considerate and considerate to his sister, let alone to people related to his sister.

Is this really family affection?

When I went back, I found that Lu Yanhui had come back, but he was not in the living room. It was not too late. Usually at this time, he was in the study sending emails and reading documents. But when I went upstairs, I found him

Already lying down to sleep.

Because I felt strange, I specifically asked my aunt: "What's wrong with Lu Yanhui? He went to bed at what time. It's too early, it's not normal."

Aunt Chen said, "Mr. came back very early today, and he has been coughing just now. He has not eaten. He said he was feeling unwell. Why has he already fallen asleep? It seems that he is really uncomfortable."

"He didn't even eat?" I ate something casually and went upstairs. I looked carefully at Lu Yanhui's face, which seemed to be unnaturally red. When I touched his forehead, I felt he had a fever.

In order not to jump to conclusions casually, I found the thermometer again and pushed Lu Yanhui awake: "Get up first. I think you have a fever. Let's take your temperature first to see if it's true. If it's me,

Go get you some water and some medicine."

He stood up tiredly, clamped the thermometer in place, and coughed softly: "Maybe, the temperature has dropped a bit today. I don't wear much, so I don't feel very comfortable when I go out in the morning."

It turned out that he really had a fever, nearly thirty-nine degrees. I was shocked. He looked wilted. He was obviously unhappy with me, but he seemed to have no energy to make trouble with me. He just leaned on the backrest and hung his head.

It's really unbearable to see such a fragile Lu Yanhui. I'm a little angry with him. After all, he made me uncomfortable for a while without asking anything. After all, I will be angry, but seeing him like this makes me uncomfortable.

Feeling a little distressed, I had to go to the bathroom to wash the towel, pour a basin of cold water and put it next to him, let him lie down and wipe his face.

Lu Yan responded that he must be feeling very uncomfortable, so he kept his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, as if he had a headache. I thought about it and used my fingers to smooth out the wrinkles between his brows and massage his acupuncture points. Sure enough, I saw

He relaxed slightly.

His head was resting on my leg, and I looked at Lu Yanhui's face wantonly. At this time, he was no longer sharp and strong as before. There were times when he looked fragile in front of me.

I asked myself not to think about those unhappy things for the time being, not to think about Lu Xiaoyan, not to think about Bai Lan. At least at this moment, we no longer had the quarrels and aggressive confrontations we had before. At this moment, we were quiet.

Lu Yanhui suddenly grabbed my hand and said, "He Sang." He just threw out these two words and said nothing, but I came closer and asked him: "What? What did you say?"

He slowly opened his eyes, put my hand to his lips, kissed it and said, "Promise me not to think about Xu Zhi anymore, okay? Don't think about him anymore, what's good about him."

"I didn't miss him." I let him hold my hand, and I felt that after hearing his words, all my previous grievances were blown away by the wind and no longer existed. This is great.

He laughed, and I asked softly: "Is it okay if I go find some medicine for you? I just looked at it and saw that there are only some anti-inflammatory drugs and ordinary cold medicine. Is there no antipyretic medicine at home?"

"Forget it if you don't have it, I don't want to eat it either."

"How can that be done? I'll go down and ask my aunt to see if she has any fever-reducing medicine. Just wait."

"Don't go." He pulled me and said, "Don't go back and forth. It's a small problem. It's okay. I'll make sure it will be fine tomorrow. I'm not a woman. I'm not so delicate."

I said favor and sat down next to him again. I couldn't hold it back and suddenly stretched out my arms to hug him. I hugged Lu Yanhui tightly. He looked at me and asked me with squinted eyes: "What's the matter?"

Why are you acting like this all of a sudden? It's so strange."

"It's okay, that's what I want." I kissed his forehead and Lu Yanhui's Adam's apple moved: "Don't be like this, He Sang, teasing a patient like me is not a good idea."

"Go, who is teasing you? I don't have the willpower." I was already hugging him, and I didn't know why I did this suddenly. Maybe it was because I felt that there was too much pressure from all directions, giving me a feeling that he might not be able to do it at any time.

My misunderstanding. And I feel particularly strong today. I don’t know who he loves. I speculate on my own, which makes me even more restless. So I suddenly have a fear that one day, this man who I spend time with day and night will...

will leave me.

If this is a habit, if this is the so-called love, no matter which one of them you are contaminated with, it is a very difficult thing. I am afraid that I am contaminated with both. I no longer hide and pretend to be a turtle.
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