You Are My Rare Passion

The child didn't know what he was dreaming of.

Gu Junzhu, who originally wanted to leave, grabbed his hand, sat down on the edge of the bed, stroked his forehead with the other hand, "It's okay, it's just a dream, you are safe."

I don't know if his voice comforted Qin Junye, Qin Junye yelled a few more words, and gradually calmed down.

When he was fast asleep, Gu Junzhu wanted to pull his hand out, but when he moved, Qin Junye grabbed his hand even tighter, "Don't go! Grandpa don't go!"

Gu Junzhu: "..."

He actually didn't want to take advantage of this.

He tried a few more times, the little bastard seemed to be doing it on purpose, as soon as he moved, he would talk in his sleep, shake his head with his eyes closed and murmur, telling him not to leave.

He had no choice but to stay with him.

Gu Qingrun frowned, and said in a low voice: "How can this be done? Young master, you have to work tomorrow, so you can go, I'll just coax him."

"It's okay." Gu Junzhu looked at Qin Junye, who was burning and flushed, "Since we raised them, we have to be responsible for them. It's rare to see him so pitiful, so I'll just get used to him this time. "

Gu Junzhu just kept holding Qin Junye's hand and stayed with him until dawn.

Gu Qingrun regretted it.

If he had known that Qin Junye was so clingy, he wouldn't have told them about his young master Qin Junye's fever, which caused their young master to stay up almost all night.

In the morning, Qin Junye was woken up by urinating.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and felt that he was holding someone's hand.

He looked along his arm and saw Gu Junzhu leaning on a chair with his eyes closed and resting.

He was stunned, and his voice was hoarse, "Master?"

Gu Junzhu opened his eyes, "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

"Master, why are you here?" Qin Junye's voice was hoarse.

"You had a fever last night, the young master came to see you, you held on to the young master's hand, and the young master stayed here with you all night." Gu Qingrun replied on behalf of Gu Junzhu.

"Ah?" Qin Junye let go of Gu Junzhu's hand, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Master, I don't know at all, I'm fine, you can go to rest quickly."

Gu Junzhu looked at Gu Qingrun, "Check him out."

Gu Qingrun nodded, and checked Qin Junye carefully, "I still have a low-grade fever, but I don't need to take antipyretics, just drink more boiled water. The tonsils are inflamed, so I need to continue to take anti-inflammatory drugs. There is nothing else to do. Young Master Ye It's fine, it will get better soon."

Gu Jun nodded.

He was relieved that nothing happened.

After giving Qin Junye a few words, he prepared to leave.

When he walked to the door of the room, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head and asked Qin Junye: "What did you dream about last night? You were so scared that you yelled for help."

"Ah?" Qin Junye frowned, and recalled carefully, "I dreamed that many girls rushed towards me, surrounded by crowds of people, each with a bottle in their hand, pouring sulfuric acid at me, Scared me!"

He patted his heart in fear, with lingering fear.

Fortunately, it was a dream!

Gu Junzhu: "..."

Gu Qingrun was amused: "How could you have such a dream? Why did they pour sulfuric acid on you?"

"What else could be the reason?" Qin Junye said, "Of course it's because I refuse to accept their love letters and their pursuit!"

"Brother Ye, you are so narcissistic!" Huo Zhongqi appeared at the door with a look of disgust.

When he woke up in the morning and opened his eyes, the first thing he did was run over to his brother Ye, but as soon as he walked to the door, he heard his brother Ye say such shameless words.