CH 39.2

It was quiet in the bedroom.

The goose down quilt on the bed remained motionless, not even changing its soft undulations. The curtains were drawn in the room, but a little light still penetrated through the layers of curtains.

It was already daylight.

The door silently opened a gap, and a young man glanced into the room.

It was Fang Musen.

Seeing that the person on the bed hadn’t moved, he walked in lightly.

The soft carpet sucked away all the sound of footsteps. Fang Musen walked to the side of the bed, and was about to bend down to check the movement of the person on the bed, but before he stretched out his hand, he was startled.

The boy on the bed had opened his eyes and was silently looking at him.

“Young Master Lin?” Fang Musen asked softly, “Are you awake?”

Lin Yu He didn’t seem to really wake up. His expression was still dazed, a little dull, and he didn’t answer when he heard the sound.

Fang Musen said: “It’s still early, rest for a bit more, there’s no rush.”

Lin Yu He’s chin was buried deeper in the quilt, and he blinked and closed his eyes slowly.

Fang Musen asked slowly: “Do you want some water?”

The person on the bed did not answer for a long time, and finally made a sound after a while, but it was very vague, like raving when sleepy.

Fang Musen listened carefully before he recognized it.

What Lin Yuhe said was: Elder brother, it’s cold.

Fang Musen put the cup and straw filled with warm water within reach of the bedside, and took out the electronic thermometer.

But as soon as he stepped forward, Lin Yu He opened his eyes again before the other party touched him, and looked straight at him.

Fang Musen tentatively held the thermometer closer, but Lin Yu He didn’t make a sound, and wrapped himself even tighter.

He also frowned, looking very uncomfortable, and looked like he didn’t want others to touch.

Fang Musen had no choice but to turn aside and make a video call.

It took a long time for the call to be connected. The picture over there was still a little shaking, as if he was walking, and the background sound was also very noisy, mixed with a lot of conversations. It took a long time before it finally became quieter.

Fang Musen lifted the mobile phone to the bedside, Lin Yuhe kept huddling under the quilt at first, not wanting to look at him, until a familiar figure appeared on the screen, he finally moved his gaze over.

The person on the other side of the phone was Lu Nan.

“Ning Ning?” Lu Nan’s voice came out, “Measure your temperature.”

Only then did Lin Yu He respond.

“Elder brother……”

His voice was hoarse, with a soft nasal tone.

Lu Nan slowed down his voice: “Good boy, I’ll be back soon.”

Fang Musen handed over the sterilised electronic thermometer, and Lin Yu He finally opened his mouth to hold it this time.

When he raised his head, Fang Musen saw the thing in his arms.

It was a sweater.

It turned out that it was not the quilt that Lin Yu He buried his head in just now, but Lu Nan’s clothes.

Fang Musen couldn’t help touching his nose.

He put the mobile phone that was still in the call next to the pillow, turned around and went to the living room to find a suit jacket.

Walking back to the bedroom, Fang Musen carefully lifted the soft quilt a little bit—as expected, Lin Yuhe didn’t respond to the quilt being lifted, and only the sweater in his arms was hugged tightly.

Fang Musen put Lu Nan’s suit on Lin Yuhe’s body, and put the quilt back on.

With the call and new clothes, Lin Yu He had settled down a lot now. Fang Musen’s movements were also ignored, and he didn’t respond anymore.

Fang Musen took out the measured thermometer, it was just thirty-seven degrees, and not considered a fever.

He reported the situation to Lu Nan, and Lu Nan said to Lin Yu He over the phone: “Drink some water.”

Hearing Lu Nan’s voice, Lin Yu He finally agreed to drink some warm water.

Lu Nan said: “Sleep for a while, and I’ll be back when you wake up.”

Lin Yu He didn’t say a word, and slowly shrank back into the quilt.

But his black and white eyes kept looking at Lu Nan on the screen. It wasn’t until the call ended and the phone was taken away that Lin Yu He finally looked away and closed his eyes.

It was rare for Fang Musen to see him like this.

On weekdays, Lin Yu He was always gentle and sensible, never so clingy.

After covering the quilt for others, Fang Musen left quietly.

The bedroom returned to calm.