Su Kun hooked his arms around Gu Yan's neck, his already hazy consciousness becoming even more muddled in the deep kiss of tangled tongues.
Gu Yan's condition was much better now compared to when he first materialized his body. His body was no longer icy cold, just slightly lower in temperature than a normal person. This barely noticeable difference on normal days felt significantly different to the feverish Su Kun.
He only felt that he was burning up from the inside out, while Gu Yan's body temperature was just right to relieve that dry, feverish feeling. It made him can't help wanting to get even closer...
...
The next day, Su Kun woke up feeling sore and weak all over.
The medicine took effect last night, plus he sweated a bit from the exertion. After Gu Yan cleaned him up, he tightly hugged Su Kun, blankets and all, not letting in any draft as they slept the whole night. As a result, by the time he woke up, the fever had mostly subsided.
That heavy, muddled feeling was gone, and his body no longer felt uncomfortably hot and dry. Therefore, the soreness emanating from his lower back became especially obvious, reminding Su Kun wave after wave of his feats last night.
What the hell did I do last night?!
Clinging to Gu Yan rubbing and groping like an animal in heat was one thing, but how could I have actively straddled his waist and then...
Su Kun let out a whimper and buried his face in the blankets, wriggling and burrowing until his hair stuck out in all directions, looking so foolish it was hard to look at directly...
This was the sight that greeted Gu Yan when he was awakened by the commotion. The corner of his mouth twitched as he stared expressionlessly. What kind of problem was this?
When Su Kun emerged from the blankets again, he came face to face, eye to eye with Gu Yan. Discovering that Gu Yan was awake, his body stiffened for a moment.
After a while, he struggled to extend two fingers from the tightly wrapped blankets and solemnly vowed, "I swear I was possessed last night."
Gu Yan: "..."
"I just had a fever. The one possessing me must have been dead drunk," Su Kun continued emphasizing with his fingers raised.
Gu Yan looked at him exasperatedly for a moment, then nodded perfunctorily, "Mm, possessed."
As he spoke, he reached out to tuck the guy's paw back into the blankets, then rested his forehead against Su Kun's for a bit, saying, "Sleep a little longer, the fever hasn't completely subsided."
Su Kun struggled a couple times but couldn't break free. Feeling that he was being obviously, blatantly brushed off, he angrily retorted, "Bullshit! That's because your body temperature is too low. I'm not feverish anymore!"
"Yes, not feverish anymore, go to sleep," Gu Yan tucked the blanket tighter around his shoulders and casually replied.
"You don't believe me? I can get up right now and run 3000 meters, do 500 push-ups no problem--mmph!" Before Su Kun could finish boasting, his mouth was blocked.
The great General Gu thought to himself, this guy was already uncontrollable last night when he had a fever, so there was even less need to hold back now that he was energetic.
Therefore, the consequence of Su Kun's loose tongue early in the morning was to be pressed down and made to do another type of exercise comparable to push-ups and sit-ups. Afterwards, he obediently quieted down, clutching his overworked waist and butt...
But it was also because of this that he called the shop girl that evening to extend his time off by another day.
Two days later, when he appeared at the milk tea shop with Gu Yan, looking refreshed and lively, the shop girl glanced back and forth between them a few times with a hint of gossip, then took advantage of Gu Yan not paying attention to sidle up to Su Kun and ask, "Boss, what happened to you these past two days?"
Su Kun stiffened for a moment while adjusting the milk tea, then gave a dry laugh, "Had a fever."
The shop girl looked at the few strange red marks on his neck and grinned mischievously, "A fever that causes red spots to appear on your neck..."
The corner of Su Kun's mouth twitched for a long time before he came up with, "Folliculitis."
Shop girl: "..."
......
With the joint efforts of the shop girl, the unreliable boss Su Kun, and the purely decorative Great General Gu, the milk tea shop's business boomed, with profits growing day by day.
They had already accumulated a sizable group of regular customers, with new faces being added every day. One brought another, accumulating more and more.
Su Kun raised the shop girl's salary by two levels. And because business was increasingly flourishing with insufficient manpower, he simply hired two more shop assistants to be mentored by the girl.
With three shop assistants, Su Kun discovered that it wasn't a problem if he was occasionally absent for a day or two. So he started shamelessly coming down with "folliculitis" from time to time, having the girl help watch the shop, for which he was scorned by her on more than one occasion.
In contrast to his thriving situation, the bone broth spicy soup shop next door appeared cold and desolate to the point of being a bit miserable.
That shop's owner would also wander over from time to time to buy a cup of milk tea, reportedly to bring to his wife to drink. After a few interactions, he became somewhat familiar with Su Kun. Sometimes when the students were in class and the street was less busy, he would come pour out his woes to Su Kun.
He had started planning to rent out that shop space since before Su Kun opened his shop. Unfortunately, perhaps because the shop's ill reputation was spreading, despite posting the rental information for over half a year, no one inquired about it, so the transfer was delayed.
Su Kun had once thought that after he had ample funds and accumulated some experience, he would take over the shop next door and expand into a small restaurant. But after hearing the reason for that shop's poor business, he actually abandoned that idea.
He found an opportunity to explain it to the owner in a way that ordinary people could easily believe, persuading him to persevere a bit longer. Over half a year had already passed, it wouldn't be much longer before business was sure to pick up.
After listening, the owner joked, not knowing if he really believed it or not, "If that's the case, why don't you just take over my shop? Earning more is still earning!"
Su Kun shook his head, "What would I do with that much money? Things are great the way they are now."
As he said this, night was gradually deepening and the lights were just turning on. The signboards of shops big and small along the street lit up one after another, a mix of cool and warm tones, bright and dim.
At the street corner not far away, Gu Yan, who had come to pick him up, was walking this way, his tall figure cast with a layer of hazy light and shadow by the street lamps...
Su Kun smiled at him from afar, his eyes shining like water under the lamplight.
A small shop that could provide him with food and clothing without worry, a boyfriend who could spend his life with him... Wasn't this kind of life good enough?
Su Kun felt that it simply couldn't be more perfect...
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