the only fairy

Chapter 26 No One Is Perfect

When the first ray of sunlight hit Jun Wei's face in the early morning, he woke up leisurely.Regarding last night, he really didn't want to think about it, because it was too embarrassing.

Cecil sat on the edge of the bed, looked at him helplessly, and said, "I really don't understand, this is a King-size bed, and you sleep on the inner side against the wall, and I sleep on the outer side, last night What kind of dream did you have that made you sleepwalk to the end of the bed, and rolled from there to the floor, and even broke your elbow and cracked your bone.”

The doctor said that it was only a slight bone fracture, and no plaster was applied, and it would be fine as long as it rested for a while.

But······

Jun Wei closed her eyes again, turned to the wall, and turned her back to Cecil.

What a shame!Others wouldn't have this kind of thing when they were eight years old!

"You're so cute." Seeing Jun Wei curled up in the corner of the bed like a kitten wrapped in a quilt, Cecil couldn't help but said.After finishing speaking, I felt a little regretful. This sentence is estimated to ignite Jun Wei's anger.

Sure enough, not long after, Jun Wei's gnashing of teeth came from under the quilt, "Get lost!"

Jun Wei usually dare not say this word, but sick people are always lawless, and whenever Jun Wei is sick or injured, Cecil will be extra tolerant to him, Jun Wei also discovered this , so he was extra vicious when he was sick, as if he wanted to make up for all the losses he usually suffered at this moment.

Sure enough, Cecil didn't care about it, and said jokingly: "This is my room, where do you tell me to go?"

If outsiders see this kind of scene, they will definitely think that they are a very normal couple, Xiao Shou loses his temper, and Xiao Gong coaxes them with nice words.

However, both Jun Wei and Cecil knew what was the relationship between them.

in the study

Vincent stood in front of the bookcase and sorted out the files, arranging them according to time and importance.Most of these documents are confidential, so Vincent sorted them out by himself.

Yu Xi stood aside, wringing his fingers, looking at him helplessly.

After that incident happened, he was always worried about Jun Wei, but there was nothing he could do. The only person who could find help seemed to be the teacher in name.

After Yu Xi finished explaining the matter, Vincent kept ignoring him. It wasn't until he sorted out the documents that he took a look at Yu Xi and said, "He will be fine, the Lord knows it well."

"Really." Yu Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

Vincent took out a document and began to review it. While reading it, he said, "I give you a piece of advice, stay away from Jun Wei."

"Ah?" Yu Xi asked in surprise, "Why? He is my very good friend."

"When two powerful enemies are fighting fiercely, it is the most dangerous thing for a weak person who is overwhelmed to stand between their swords." Vincent borrowed Hamlet's words to tell Yu Xi this reason.

"I don't understand." Yu Xi lowered his head.

"No, you understand." Vincent said calmly, "No matter what, the lord will not kill Jun Wei, but you are different."

If you don't want to be sucked into the vortex and die, try to stay as far away from the center of the storm as possible.

"Want something to eat?" Cecil asked.

"Not hungry."

"It will be uncomfortable if you don't eat in the morning." Cecil advised patiently.

"Don't eat."

"I cooked porridge for you myself." Cecil's tone was still very gentle, as if coaxing a child who lost his temper due to illness, well, not 'like', but 'is'.

Jun Wei raised his body and turned to look at him in surprise, "You cooked it? You know how to cook?"

It's too scary.

Cecil picked up a delicate glass bowl and asked, "Would you like to try it?"

Jun Wei thought for a while, finally nodded, and moved over with the quilt in his arms.

Cecil made a gesture to feed him, but Jun Wei turned his head away.

"I'm not disabled, I can eat by myself." Jun Wei reached for the bowl.

Cecil did not give up the initiative to feed the meal. He stirred the porridge with a spoon and said, "Let me do it. I'm afraid that if you hold it, you will put the bowl on my face in a while."

Jun Wei was speechless, "Am I that rude?"

"Okay, teasing you." Cecil took a spoonful, brought it to Junwei's mouth, and said, "Come on, have a taste."

Jun Wei obediently took a bite.

He was indeed a little hungry, and more importantly, he was very curious about what kind of porridge a godfather, who was a pampered nobleman since childhood, would make.

As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.

Before Jun Wei could feel the taste of porridge carefully, his complexion changed instantly, and he felt like going to hell in an instant.

He turned his head and spat the contents of his mouth into the trash can.

Cecil was right, if Jun Wei had the bowl in his hand, he would definitely put it on Cecil's face without hesitation.

"Can't you put on a show, it hurts." Cecil put down the bowl with a smile, took out a tissue and handed it to him.

Jun Wei took the tissue and wiped his mouth, and said, "Cecile, I finally realize the feeling you said that life is better than death."

"Is it really that bad?" Cecil looked at him with a smile.

Jun Wei glanced at him, and suddenly felt that the time for revenge had come, so he sarcastically said: "I'm sorry, this is no longer a problem of bad taste, the taste of your so-called porridge has risen to the height of the anger of man and god, I can't violate my conscience Let's pretend, unless I lose my sense of taste, to be honest, when I just drank this unknown liquid, I really hated the existence of my taste buds."

Jun Wei breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "If these foods have spirits in the sky, they will definitely feel ashamed when they see their physical fate. I feel like this bowl will commit suicide by jumping off the table because of its contents."

"Well, I admit, I'm not good at cooking." Cecil spread his hands and expressed helplessness.

Jun Wei squinted at him and said, "I'm glad you know yourself correctly. Now that you know it, stop cooking in the future. You're not cooking, you're dying. If you cook, I'll die."

Cecil twisted Jun Wei's face, and said dotingly: "Honey, you are the only one who dares to talk to me like this."

Jun Wei suddenly shut up and stopped talking, and retracted into the quilt again.

When I was a child in the orphanage, no matter what kind of child you were, whether you were obedient or rebellious, you were always ignored because of the lack of manpower.Later, when he was in the underworld, he also got used to protecting others.

Therefore, this feeling of being pampered made him very uncomfortable, uncomfortable, and even wanted to cry.

"What's the matter, Ah Wei?" Cecil asked when he noticed Jun Wei's sudden strangeness.

"It's nothing." Jun Wei moved a little further, and answered vaguely.

Cecil sighed slightly, and said: "Awei, actually, I really hope you can rely on me more, I will always be with you, you can rely on me with confidence."

"I'm a man." Jun Wei said.

"I know, but so what?" Cecil said.

Jun Wei didn't answer.

"Okay." Cecil stood up and said, "I'll have some breakfast brought up later, so you can take a good rest."

It's not that Jun Wei doesn't want to have someone to rely on, but he doesn't dare.Once there is a dependency, it can never be separated.

After all, it's just fear.

The author has something to say:

Even if only a few people are watching, I will stick to it. (clenching fists and looking up at the sky with tears in her eyes)