“Is there a possibility that the temperature of your forehead is too low?”

Chen Yuan asked, tentatively, facing Xia Xinyu's concerned gaze.

"Why won't you just admit that you have a fever?"

Xia Xinyu had already touched Chen Yuan's forehead with her own, and clearly felt the abnormal heat.

Not only did he have a fever, but the temperature wasn't low either.

Probably around 38.5 degrees Celsius.

"It's not that I don't admit it, it's just... Hey, stay away from me."

As Xia Xinyu reached out to touch his forehead again, Chen Yuan used the blanket to cover his mouth and nose, reminding her to keep her distance.

Xia Xinyu didn't realize what he meant at first, thinking she was getting in the way. But when she realized that Chen Yuan didn't want to infect her, there was no way she would let him do as he pleased. "You know you're sick, so stop being stubborn."

"Okay."

Chen Yuan had no choice but to agree. Then, no longer pretending to be tough, he turned to the other side and released a cough that he had been holding back for a long time, before saying, "It's probably just a cold, with a mild fever. I don't know if it's viral, so I'm going to get an IV later. You should go home first."

"Don't worry," Xia Xinyu said confidently. "I haven't been sick once since high school. My body is super strong. And as long as I wear a mask, I definitely won't get infected."

"…Ah, this."

Xia Xinyu was like an old general on stage, covered in flags.

Was she going to go back to her hometown to get married after the college entrance exam?

"So, let's take your temperature first," Xia Xinyu said.

"But I don't have a thermometer in my room."

"It's okay, I have one at my place. I'll go get it."

You have one, and you still touched my forehead...

But touching once is okay, right?

Chen Yuan remembered when he was in kindergarten, he had a headache and couldn't get up from his nap one day, so his friend went to get the kindergarten teacher. The gentle teacher came over, asking him with concern while using her forehead to test his temperature.

That action really had a strong healing effect.

No less than making the pain fly away.

But this stuffy nose feeling is really uncomfortable.

Maybe it really is a relapse.

While he was thinking this, Xia Xinyu had already come in. She was holding a thermometer, and after shaking it down to normal, she handed it to him. Just as Chen Yuan was about to stick it under his armpit, Xia Xinyu reminded him, "This is an oral thermometer, it's more accurate in the mouth... Don't worry, I cleaned it thoroughly."

That was unnecessary.

Chen Yuan put the thermometer in his mouth. Because he needed to wait a while, he took out his phone and scrolled through it, bored. Suddenly, Xia Xinyu grabbed his hand, put the phone down, and tucked his hand under the blanket. "You already have a cold, don't leave your arms exposed. I'll get you a long-sleeved shirt."

"Okay, okay."

Chen Yuan only then realized that he had fallen asleep directly after drinking last night, which meant he was still wearing his short-sleeved school uniform. And his lower body, completely under the blanket... was wearing light gray boxer briefs.

"Are the clothes all in the closet?" Xia Xinyu asked.

"Okay, okay…" Because he had a thermometer in his mouth, Chen Yuan could only speak nasally, and waved his hand in refusal, not wanting her to open the closet.

But Xinyu didn't accept his refusal.

"It's okay, it's normal for boys' clothes to be a little messy, as long as you wash them regularly..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xia Xinyu fell silent for a moment, looking at the inside of Chen Yuan's closet.

Short sleeves, long sleeves, summer clothes, winter clothes, socks, underwear, all in one section.

Although they weren't arranged haphazardly, this disorganized arrangement was no different from just piling them up randomly.

"Wait a moment."

Xia Xinyu raised her hand with a serious expression, and then left his room.

When she came back, she was carrying several sturdy cardboard boxes, all of them open.

Yu Zi was very happy to see the boxes, and jumped in with excitement.

Then, Xia Xinyu grabbed the back of her neck and unceremoniously dragged her out: "Be good, understand?"

"…" After being warned like that, Yu Zi, who had just wanted to act cute, quickly retreated, shrunk into her nest, and lowered her head, not daring to say a word.

Too scary.

It was like a child making trouble while their mother was seriously working, truly running into the line of fire.

Yu Zi even looked at Chen Yuan, her little eyes seeming to say: Daddy, say something.

Say what? Did you think I have any authority?

"38.5 degrees… You really have a fever," Chen Yuan said, taking out the thermometer and looking at the reading, feeling a bit strange.

Such a strong person like himself, just because he wore a short-sleeved shirt while drinking, he ended up like this?

Chaozi, you should give me some more health points too.

"Then let's get you a shot later," Xia Xinyu said while tidying up.

"Let me do the tidying up. I'll do it properly when I get better," Chen Yuan promised.

"It's okay, I'll help you organize your summer and winter clothes this time, and then it'll be done once and for all. You just need to wait until winter, then open the box labeled 'Winter', and then replace the thin clothes with the clothes in the box. It's very simple, right?" Xia Xinyu said, squatting on the ground and folding winter clothes, with a bright smile on her face.

Science fiction, this is definitely science fiction.

Why compete for the top spot in liberal arts? Go submit to the Hugo Awards.

*My Transcendence 1*: Past Events in Xia Hai.

*My Transcendence 2*: Black Forest Cake.

*My Transcendence 3*: Xinyu's Eternal Life.

"But…" Chen Yuan said a little embarrassedly, thinking of his various pairs of underwear, "There's underwear in there too."

"What's wrong with that?" Xia Xinyu was amused, and said quite casually, "Be a little more mature, don't be ashamed about things like that."

Alright, then let's see yours.

"Then hand me a long-sleeved shirt first."

"Oh, right, I almost forgot." Xia Xinyu remembered, and found a loose navy blue long-sleeved shirt, handing it to Chen Yuan. "Put this on first, and then after I finish organizing, I'll make you some porridge."

"Okay."

Chen Yuan had already refused Xia Xinyu's kindness several times. But she continued to take care of him without complaining, so Chen Yuan didn't continue to be polite. While Xia Xinyu was squatting in front of him tidying up, he took off his shirt and put on the long-sleeved shirt.

Then, quickly, Xia Xinyu took away his short-sleeved school uniform and put it in the washing machine, so naturally.

Xia Xinyu had a very independent personality. Even without him... No, it should be said that if she didn't experience those sad things, she would definitely continue to live an organized, clean life, with even the cuffs of her sleeves smelling of sulfur soap.

And Chen Yuan only knew how to stuff all his clothes into the washing machine and then pour in laundry detergent.

How to describe this feeling…

It was like his room at this moment. All the dirty clothes were thrown into the washing machine, clothes that didn't belong in this season were stuffed into boxes and hidden under the bed, pots and pans were placed in the cupboard, and the small folding table was folded up against the wall when not in use.

Neat, bright, organized, and the space even seemed five square meters larger.

He had always been saying that he had saved Xia Xinyu, bringing her out of despair, no longer afraid of the loneliness of drowning in a deep sea. But in reality, hadn't Xia Xinyu healed him as well?

Before he met her, he was just a 500… 504 scrub, traveling hundreds of miles specifically to study in a big city, only to become worse and worse at his studies, with terrible living habits, and rarely doing a thorough cleaning once a month.

Thank you, for coloring my life.

"I'll put on some light music, to relax you."

Xia Xinyu said, and then used her phone to play a light music playlist. Then, she tied her ponytail up high, put on an apron, and hummed along while cooking the porridge.

Although her body wasn't twisting exaggeratedly, her brain unconsciously followed the rhythm, gently shaking her head as she hummed, her ponytail swaying along, like a cat's wagging tail. Even she herself was unaware…

Who was she being so cute for?

Oh, for him.

Then never mind, he loved it.

"Cough... cough cough!"

Chen Yuan, feeling an itch in his lungs, couldn't help but cough a few times, so he simply burrowed into the blanket, covering his eyes to sleep.

That's what he always did when he had a cold, as long as he sweated it out, it would be fine.

Besides, he had gone to bed too late last night, and he was indeed a little sleepy.

In a daze, he heard Xinyu's voice. Then, he opened his eyes and looked at Xia Xinyu, who had brought the porridge to him, and said, "Thank you, just put it on the desk, I'll eat it later."

In reality, he had no appetite at all and didn't want to eat.

"Then I'll go back first, I have online classes to attend," Xia Xinyu said. "Be sure to eat it, okay?"

"Okay, okay, thank you for your trouble."

Chen Yuan forced a smile and watched Xia Xinyu leave, closing the door.

He had already seen the scenes of the future long ago.

But he didn't feel any boredom at all.

His surprise at all of this was fake, but Xinyu's concern was real.

So she had cooked porridge for him for so long, he should still drink some… No, he had to drink it all, even if he had no appetite.

So, he got out of bed.

And at that moment, the door to the room was pushed open.

Then, Chen Yuan, only wearing a pair of underwear on his lower body, stared in astonishment at Xinyu, who was standing at the door.

Both of them, simultaneously, turned red.

He had a fever.

Xinyu… God knows why Xinyu was red.

Didn't you say that underwear was nothing to be ashamed of?

Oh, right, the premise of not being ashamed was not wearing it.

So he shouldn't be so ashamed if he wasn't wearing underwear… Speak properly, don't call the police!

"I, I'll get my phone." Xia Xinyu hurriedly lowered her head and ran to the stove, grabbing her phone and taking it outside, in just a few seconds.

She saw it…

Chen Yuan wearing only his underwear.

And just now, because she was daydreaming, she stared for a while, as if she wanted to admire it on purpose… Would he think she was very perverted?

But, but, but… it was only human nature!

Suddenly opening the door again, Xia Xinyu said to Chen Yuan, who was only wearing his underwear, "Wear more, don't let your cold get worse!"

“…Okay.”

Chen Yuan was still stiff.

Referring to his stiff expression.

He hadn't seen this part of the future just now.

Because three minutes ago, he was sleeping.

This was Yuan Habach's weakness!

Fortunately, today he was wearing his best underwear, the ones that were tight, not loose, and the color was also suitable, able to maximize the outline of his curves, the decisive underwear.

Damn it, he should confiscate Xinyu's keys, otherwise it would be too much of a disadvantage to let her take advantage of him like this.

So, what would girls think when they saw a boy wearing only underwear?

Was it the same as when boys saw girls wearing only underwear?

Damn, that would be too, too, too…

Another welfare chapter.

Putting on his pants, Chen Yuan sat at his desk, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and was about to blow on it when he realized that it wasn't that hot.

So, he touched the side of the bowl with his hand.

There was water on it, and it was cold.

Chen Yuan then realized that in order to let him eat it directly, she had put the whole bowl in a basin of cold water to cool down after cooking the porridge.

After eating it, Chen Yuan felt a burst of sweetness, dissolving the dryness in his mouth…

Did she add sugar, considering that he had no taste?

"Damn it."

Covering his eyes with his hands, Chen Yuan didn't know what this girl was doing.

Such meticulous care would spoil him.

Of course…

It wouldn't.

Chen Yuan would also treat Xinyu like this, when she was sick.

So when will you get sick?

Wait, this sentence sounds familiar.

Filled with gratitude for Xia Xinyu, Chen Yuan finished the bowl of porridge, then took his medicine and prepared to rest for a while. But the troubling thing was that his temperature was getting higher and higher, and when he coughed, it wasn't just an itch in his lungs, but even a bit of pain.

Probably positive.

He knew it, how could he, with such a strong body, get a fever from the wind?

In that case, he had no choice but to get a shot.

So, Chen Yuan, who realized he had to get an IV, put on long pants and a jacket over his long-sleeved shirt, and went to the community clinic about fifty meters downstairs.

The temperature had suddenly turned cooler, causing many people to get the flu, and the community hospital was already full.

Next to Chen Yuan was an uncle who spoke very loudly.

A very standard middle-aged man.

With strong subjective political opinions, bragging with a strong scent of life, and an uncomfortable social butterfly attribute.

"Young man, getting a shot alone?" the uncle asked.

Chen Yuan looked at him and said, "I tested positive."

"…" The uncle was stunned for a moment, put on his mask, moved a little further away, and then asked, "Getting a shot alone?"

No, did he really have to keep chatting?

"Yes," Chen Yuan said.

"I've seen you before, wearing the No. 11 Middle School uniform. You're from No. 11 Middle School, right?" the uncle said.

"Yes."

"No. 11 Middle School… No. 11 Middle School is also good," the uncle smiled and said jokingly, "My daughter is at the school next door, No. 4 Middle School."

My Xinyu is still in the experimental class at No. 4 Middle School. Did I brag?

"That's pretty good."

"Her monthly exam results just came out yesterday, only six hundred, which is a lot worse than last time," the uncle said with a sigh. "This score is a bit poor at No. 4 Middle School."

"It is a bit poor."

Chen Yuan nodded in agreement.

"…" The uncle was stunned, frowned slightly, and asked back, "Then your grades must be pretty good?"

"Not good," Chen Yuan said honestly.

"Then you still think six hundred points is poor?"

"I think it's okay, didn't you think it was poor?" Chen Yuan looked at the uncle with a simple expression, his tone infinitely sincere.

"…"

And then, the conversation died like that.

There was nothing he could do, the uncle could only go talk to someone else. And he didn't talk about grades anymore, just saying that he had caught an eight-jin black carp by the reservoir last time and so on.

The drip slowly flowed into his blood vessels.

Half an hour later, it was mealtime. Some patients took out bread to eat, while the uncle's daughter brought him food at this time, and then left.

"What a filial daughter, bringing you food."

"Lao Zhao, you're really lucky, your daughter has good grades and is sensible."

"Haha, no big deal, just bringing some food. I told her not to come, but she insisted that eating was healthy," Lao Zhao grinned, his face smiling into a Nike logo.

No, what he had heard in his mind was:

[It'll be over in half an hour, and she has to bring me food now]

[And then I have to brag again, saying that I have very good grades at No. 4 Middle School, six hundred points, when it's obviously only five hundred and eighty, almost at the bottom of the class, sigh…]

[This old man is so annoying]

Just keep pretending, Lao Zhao, and everyone will isolate you and won't play with you.

Just then, everyone in the hospital getting shots looked towards the door at the same time.

They saw a beautiful and radiant little girl holding a lunch box, looking around outside the clinic.

Then, she walked in with a smile, under everyone's gaze.

"Is she bringing food too…"

"But it doesn't seem like she's bringing it to her father."

"Oh, a young couple."

Everyone could tell that she was bringing food to her boyfriend, so anyone with a normal brain would show an auntie's smile.

Only people like Lao Zhao who especially loved to be the center of attention would feel that his position in the eye of the storm was threatened, and thus be sullen.

"Just put it on the armrest, there are no seats," Chen Yuan said. "And then, you go back and rest."

Xia Xinyu saw that there were indeed people on both sides, so she put down the lunch box and left.

Then, Chen Yuan opened the lid and used his left hand to take a spoonful and eat the rice tremblingly. At this time, that Lao Zhao started again: "Looks like it's your first time? If you want to eat at noon, you definitely have to get the shot in your left hand. Look at me…"

Before Lao Zhao could finish speaking, Xia Xinyu brought in a chair and placed it in front of Chen Yuan.

Then, she sat in front of him, holding the lunch box in her hands, and used chopsticks to pick up a piece of octopus sausage, ‘ahh…’ and brought it to Chen Yuan's mouth.

Lao Zhao's face immediately sank.

The rice in his spoon didn't taste good anymore.

Two aunties were smiling and whispering at this scene:

"This young couple is like they're living together, their relationship is really good."

"That's right, I even ran into them buying groceries at the Sunshine Supermarket before."

"To still have this kind of relationship now… it's very remarkable."

"Feeding each other, I only fed my old man when he was in the hospital…"

It could only be said that almost all eyes were focused here.

Envy, and truly charmed by Xia Xinyu's cuteness.

There was no helping it, this old community hospital was mostly filled with middle-aged and elderly people. Unlike young people, who liked to tough it out with medicine when they got sick.

Chen Yuan was indeed a little handsome, but not to the point of being the center of attention.

The main reason was Xia Xinyu.

Such a beautiful little girl, who also knew how to care for people, was indeed pleasing.

"I told you not to come, but you insisted. You could have eaten it at home in another hour," Chen Yuan said helplessly. "Wear your mask properly, don't get infected."

"Eating on time is healthy, and besides, I'm fine."

"Oh right, your monthly exam results are out, right? How much did you get?" Chen Yuan asked.

"…" Xia Xinyu didn't understand why Chen Yuan was asking this, but he asked, and she couldn't not answer, so she said, "615, I guess."

"Was the exam at No. 4 Middle School difficult this time?"

"It was difficult."

Wait, you should know, right?

Was he delirious from the fever?

Chen Yuan wasn't delirious from the fever, but Lao Zhao next door was indeed driven crazy with anger.

Xia Xinyu really came to deliver food.

She was also really a top student at No. 4 Middle School.

And such a caring and lovely girl belonged to the original Yuan God.

Sweating with shame, right, Lao Zhao?

After feeding him, Xia Xinyu closed the lid of the lunch box.

"Then you should go back first."

Seeing Chen Yuan say this, Lao Zhao's mood finally improved a bit.

He was tired of eating this dog food!

High school students didn't study hard, and were all lovey-dovey all day long. It was scandalous!

Although you got 615… early love was like a raging flood, and your scores would be eaten up sooner or later!

"Are you cold?" Xia Xinyu looked at Chen Yuan and asked.

"I'm wearing two layers, I won't be cold."

Chen Yuan was indeed obedient and wore a lot, but Xia Xinyu had already brought something. So, she touched Chen Yuan's right hand again: "It's still a bit cold."

"After all, it's cold fluid, let me turn it up a bit."

"No, it hurts if it's too fast, let it go slowly."

Saying this, Xia Xinyu took out a heat pack from her pocket. After tearing it open, she stuck it on Chen Yuan's wrist, pressing on the blood vessels to prevent the injected medicine from being so cold.

"I'll see you when you get home."

After giving him a warm smile, she said goodbye to Chen Yuan and left with the empty lunch box.

And Lao Zhao next door, his face was as black as iron. He even felt that the medicine being injected into his blood vessels was as cold as if it had been iced, so chilling…

(End of chapter)