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Chapter 94 [Get Married? ? ? 】

Wen Nian had a dream all night, and when he woke up, his consciousness was still a little chaotic.

The curtains in the guest bedroom are two layers thick and tightly closed, only faintly passing through the thin light, making it difficult to tell whether it is night or day.

The forehead was touched very lightly, with a cool and reassuring temperature.

"Sweating."

"Do you have a headache?"

Wen Nian almost instinctively, like some kind of conditioned reflex that didn't require any thinking, lowered his head and pressed it against his palm.

"It doesn't hurt." The voice was muffled, like fragmentary ravings in sleep, "What time is it?"

"It's still early, sleep a little longer."

It wasn't until Shen Huaijing's voice sounded again that Wen Nian woke up from his vague consciousness of ups and downs.

The tip of the nose smells the familiar, faint rose fragrance, which is aromatherapy.

Wen Nian blinked his eyelashes twice quickly.

Isn't the aromatherapy in the master bedroom?

...why is he here.

Didn't they sleep separately last night?

One question after another popped up, Wen Nian leaned back slightly, taking advantage of the weak light, instead of looking at Shen Huaijing, he looked around first.

From ceilings, to curtains, to wardrobes and doors.

Fortunately, it's the guest bedroom.

After confirming the location, Wen Nian turned his head to look at the person in front of him.

He didn't speak, but his eyes seemed to ask, "Why are you here?"

However, Shen Huaijing failed to give him an answer, and he answered it himself.

The moment the finger under the quilt touched Shen Huaijing's sleeve, a few scattered memories of last night came back.

- "Where are you going?"

——"Sleep, I'm here."

... He was the one who held him back.

Wen Nian: "."

Shen Huaijing looked at his expression and smiled: "I remembered something."

Wen Nian was speechless.

If it was normal, Mr. Shen would probably say a few more words on the topic of "staying overnight", but now, he just stretched out his hand, hugged him in his arms again, and probed the body temperature and sweat on his forehead: "What did you eat last night?" medicine?"

I don't know if it's the effect of the medicine or what I dreamed about, and I didn't sleep well all night.

Wen Nian turned around and took out the medicine box from the bedside.

"When did you take it?" Shen Huaijing asked after taking the medicine.

Wen Nian: "Half an hour before going to bed."

Shen Huaijing checked the medicine in the car last night, took out the instructions today, and asked while reading, "Did you feel uncomfortable when you took it at school?"

"I took it for the first time last night," Wen Nian said slowly, "The teacher in the infirmary said that taking this medicine might make you feel sleepy."

I was afraid that it would affect the state of class the next day, so I didn't eat it at school.

"Fortunately, I don't feel uncomfortable, and my head doesn't hurt." Wen Nian sat up slowly.

Shen Huaijing: "What about your body, are you sweating?"

Wen Nian couldn't tell whether it was cold sweat or stuffiness, he just felt a little hot.

"a little."

Shen Huaijing reached out to cover Wen Nian's eyes: "Close it for a while, I'll turn on the light."

The bedside lamp was turned on, and when Wen Nian got used to it, Shen Huaijing took the bedside remote control and opened the curtains a crack.

The skylight penetrates, and the night lights go off automatically.

Wen Nian took a look outside, the sky was already bright.

He touched the phone next to the pillow to check.

10: 23.

Wen Nian: "."

He even said it was still early.

He actually thought it was too early.

Shen Huaijing pressed the phone and reminded, "Saturday."

Wen Nian: "It's not too early."

Shen Huaijing smiled, and put his pillow behind him to make him lean more comfortably: "Are you hungry?"

"I cooked porridge downstairs, if you don't want to drink, you can order something else."

"Just have the porridge." After Wen Nian returned, he lifted the quilt and wanted to go under the bed.

Shen Huaijing looked at him.

"I'm a little stuffy, I'll wash it off." Wen Nian said with a frown.

Going downstairs in such a wet body would make it easy to catch cold from the wind. Shen Huaijing reached out and touched the back of his neck. Fortunately, there was no sweat on his body.

"Wipe it, the cold is still not cured, don't blow it."

Wen Nian nodded.

Shen Huaijing didn't let him go directly into the bathroom, but turned on the warm air and lights first, and waited for the temperature in the bathroom to rise before letting people in.

I don't know if it's because I'm not used to the medicine or if I didn't sleep well last night, I didn't feel anything while lying down, but when I stood up, the back of my head felt a little drowsy.

Shen Huaijing frowned, and simply put a bath towel on, picked him up, and put him on the sink.

The washbasin is large and close to the heating lamp. After a few minutes of drying, the black slate countertop is already a little hot. Once covered with a bath towel, the temperature is quite comfortable.

He was tired a few times before, sleepy and uncomfortable, Shen Huaijing helped him wash like this, and Wen Nian got used to it.

The back of his head was still a little heavy, he sat on the sink, and not long after, his body leaned forward, his chin resting on Shen Huaijing's shoulder, and when the warm lamp was turned on, he still felt a little sleepy.

Wen Nian yawned.

Shen Huaijing laughed lowly, half hugged him, and wiped his upper body with a hot towel.

"Did you dream last night?" He frowned when he fell asleep.

"Ah."

"What did you dream about?" Shen Huaijing's eyes were half closed, and he looked down at him.

In fact, Wen Nian can't remember clearly, what he barely remembers is only a few fragmentary impressions before he woke up.

"I dreamed that I gave you a cold." Wen Nian said quietly.

"There is still peace and prosperity."

Shen Huaijing paused for a moment before laughing.

In the dream, I was worried about the cold infection.

"It's just a common cold, it's not so easy to catch." Shen Huaijing looked up at him, "Sleepy?"

Wen Nian shook his head.

"I didn't bring in the clothes to change, wait for me?"

"Ah."

What Shen Huaijing took was not pajamas, but a sweater with a gray round neck, which was not too thick.

After getting dressed, Shen Huaijing habitually lowered his head to exchange a kiss. Wen Nian pulled the towel and covered the lower half of his face, implementing the "principle of not being able to kiss" to the end.

Shen Huaijing looked at him with his hands on the sink.

"Hold and hug, sleep and sleep, what's the difference?"

Teacher Wen said succinctly: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, his eyes drooped, and his gaze was fixed on the hand that was still supporting the sink and didn't intend to let go.

Wen Nian was silent for a moment, raised his head, and kissed Shen Huaijing on the chin.

"That's it?" Shen Huaijing asked.

Wen Nian didn't speak, and patted the hand on his leg lightly, the meaning was obvious: That's it, it's all right, let go.

Shen Huaijing smiled lightly, followed his example, and kissed him on the chin.

Just as he was about to speak, there was a knock on the door.

"Niannian? Are you awake?" Shen Han's vague voice came through the door, not heavy, and he even suppressed it deliberately.

Wen Nian was startled, and suddenly realized that someone was still at home, and immediately patted Shen Huaijing's hand, wanting to come down.

"There is water on the ground, sit down first."

Wen Nian was a little anxious: "It's okay, there is a delay..."

The word "shoes" could not be pronounced, because the slippers were also wet.

Wen Nian: "."

Shen Huaijing looked at his expression and smiled: "I'll get it, sit here and wait for me."

Shen Han knocked on the door twice but didn't hear an echo, he was puzzled, it was almost eleven o'clock, why didn't he wake up yet?

He subconsciously glanced at the closed door at the end of the corridor.

...You won't fall asleep and sleep in the master bedroom, right?

Shen Han shook his head violently, but there was a battle between heaven and man in his heart, a strong voice told him to go and have a look, just when he almost couldn't bear it and was about to turn around, he heard the sound of walking inside through the door of the guest bedroom.

Shen Han let out a long breath of relief.

He said no, last night he watched Niannian walk to the guest bedroom with the blanket in his arms.

"Why did you sleep so much today—"

The moment the door opened, and the moment he saw someone coming, all the sounds stopped abruptly.

Shen Han: "..."

Shen Han is so mechanical that he can only utter simple syllables similar to "brother" and "you".

Standing upright at the door as if punished for a long time, he managed to spell out the words: "No, brother, why are you... you are not..."

"Last night you..."

As soon as Shen Huaijing frowned, Shen Han immediately stopped talking.

He glanced down and saw his brother holding a pair of slippers.

His brother wears it himself and doesn't need it, so these slippers should belong to someone else in the house.

"Brother? What about every year?"

"bathroom."

Shen Han: "..."

Shen Huaijing's eyes drooped slightly, and his voice was colder than before: "Is there anything else?"

Shen Han straightened his back immediately, and spoke at a sudden speed like a machine gun.

"fine!"

"Brother, you are busy!"

"No, you are busy!"

After finishing speaking, he pressed the doorknob with both hands like a hotel welcome etiquette, and closed the door respectfully.

Sitting in the bathroom and listening to the whole process, Wen Nian: "..."

The hallway was dead silent.

Shen Han stood still for 2 minutes, then walked towards the master bedroom.

Considering the last possibility, he stood at the door and opened it carefully.

The master bedroom was deserted, there was no sign of sleeping on the bed, and the window of the room was still half open. It rained last night, and the rainwater wet the window sill.

If his brother really slept in the master bedroom last night, at least he would have closed the windows.

Shen Han: "."

Shen Han closed the door, looked up at the dusty sky, just as he was looking, his cell phone rang at the right time.

Coincidentally, it happened to be Fu Lin.

[Fu Lin: I sent a message to Niannian and didn't reply, have you woken up yet?When you wake up, remember to boil the tea and drink two more. 】

[Shen Han: . 】

Fu Lin didn't pay much attention to the full stop of Shen Han, and while arranging the itinerary, he sent a voice message: "Last night, Nian Nian slept in the guest bedroom."

Shen Han: "Yes."

Fu Lin: "That's fine."

Shen Han: "My brother also slept in the guest bedroom."

Fu Lin: "..."

Shen Han originally thought that he was only temporarily arrested by Brother Lin, but he didn't expect to stay in the villa for four days.

Originally, Wen Nian was going back to school on Sunday night, but the school temporarily adjusted the curriculum, and it was vacant on Monday, so he simply stayed in the villa for an extra day. It happened that Tong Cong'an was also going to bring the red carpet suit for the grand ceremony to try on, and Shen Han's team After discussing over there, we will bring them together.

When Tong Cong'an arrived, Shen Han was lying on the sofa blanket playing puzzles, and Wen Nian was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

As soon as he saw Tong Cong'an, Shen Han moved the blanket and the puzzle aside: "I've been working together for an hour, and I haven't even put together one ear. Is it me playing with it or is it playing with me?!"

Wen Nian smiled, and handed him the book on the sofa, Shen Han looked at the name: "Let it play with me."

Tong Cong'an laughed outright. He took the suit out of the dust bag and hung it on the hanger in the living room.

The LCD TV in the living room was on and was broadcasting the awards ceremony of the film festival. Shen Han sat up cross-legged and turned on the live broadcast channel of his mobile phone.

"Xiao Tong, how many schedules did my brother have a few years ago?" Shen Han asked.

Tong Cong'an: "Not much, except tonight's film festival awards and floraison's [-]th anniversary entertainment celebration, everything else is a small itinerary."

Shen Han let out a "hmm", sat on the sofa, and handed Wen Nian the phone to look at: "Look at the number of viewers, it's almost 8 digits."

"The awards haven't even started yet, why are there so many people watching?" Shen Han continued to ask.

"It's time for the interview," Tong Cong'an said.

"Fortunately, my brother is the award presenter this year." Shen Han lay down extremely comfortably. "It turns out that this is what it feels like to be sitting on the judging panel. Last year, when my brother and Mr. Xiang competed for the best actor title, don't mention how nervous I was."

"Last year when my brother won the best actor award, Niannian you..." Shen Han was halfway through speaking, when the barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly became lively.

Shen Huaijing's voice sounded in the live broadcast room on the mobile phone and the live TV at the same time.

Wen Nian paused while reading the book and looked up.

It was obviously the simplest interview, with similar questions, but as soon as Shen Huaijing appeared, not to mention the barrage in the live broadcast room, even the microphones with the station logo leaving the country at the ceremony became more visible to the naked eye, and surrounded the circle.

Perhaps the new year has just started, and the atmosphere of the interview is very relaxed. After a while, you can hear "Happy New Year". In this atmosphere, at the moment when the interview is about to end, someone asks: "May I ask Mr. Shen, what is the new year?" Do you have any plans for your love life?"

After the reporter laughed and asked, the people below burst into laughter.

[It's really a question every year. 】

[I am tired of hearing this question. 】

[Laughing to death hahahaha, the family asks once a year, is it an appointment?Is this some weird kpi? 】

[With all my net worth, this year's answer is "I don't have such a plan for the time being". 】

The reporter who asked the question was already prepared for "I don't have this plan for the time being", and had prepared a draft in my heart, and later she said, "It seems that I have to look forward to Teacher Shen's work this year."

Immediately afterwards, Shen Huaijing said, "I'm planning."

"Then it seems that we have to look forward to this year...??????"

There was an uproar.

The heat in the live broadcast room exploded instantly.

[What's going on? ? ? 】

[Does this kind of thing mean that planning can be planned? ? 】

[As long as this kind of thing can be planned, my children are already in kindergarten]

[New Year's plan, earn him [-] million (planning)]

[Don't you think Mr. Shen's tone doesn't sound like he's making plans at all, it's more like... talking? ? ? ? ! 】

[Shen Huaijing is in this state, you say he's not talking about it, I don't believe it! ! ! 】

[If we are really talking, then this is planning, what is the plan? 】

[Get married? ? ? 】

【Fuck, a road I never imagined has appeared】

[I thought Teacher Shen was on the first floor, but he was on the fifth floor? ? 】

【Depend on! ! !The first mystery of the new year, what is Mr. Shen planning? 】

Just as Shen Han was sitting on the sofa and petrified, Er Xia's group was already buzzing.

[Lin Cong: @沉寒, Xiao Bailing Xiao Bailing is coming out soon, I almost died laughing, have you watched Mr. Shen's interview?Teacher Shen just said "I'm planning" and it turned out that Teacher Shen was talking about it hahahaha]

[Lin Cong: These are all sand sculpture netizens, the imagination is too rich, and they have started to make rumors about Mr. Shen hahahaha]

【Xu Yixin:...】

【Yuhang:...】

[Chu Xiangyang: ...]

[Li Siyuan: ...]

【Xia Nan:...】

[Lin Cong: Yeah, you guys think it’s funny too, hahahaha, my friend even came here to check with me, asking if Mr. Shen really has a date hahaha]

【Shen Han: ... What did you say? 】

【Lin Cong: How else can I say this?Of course, I clarified for Mr. Shen at the first time, but he still didn't believe me, thinking that I was hiding it for Mr. Shen, and asked me to swear, so I sent it, saying that if Mr. Shen was talking about me, I was his grandson. 】

Deathly silence.

Shen Han tilted his head, looking at Wen Nian at the side.

After two seconds.

[Shen Han modified the group name "This world will collapse at any time"]