The Little Deaf Man Decided to be Spoiled 8

 

 Chapter 8

On the way home, Ji Ruan fell asleep in the car. This sleep was so deep that it could almost be considered the most ignorant and unconscious since coming into this world. Even when the car stopped and the door was opened with sunlight pouring in, Ji Ruan only subconsciously curled up and couldn't wake up.

Gu Xiuyi supported the door frame and called out to Ji Ruan several times, but the person on the seat didn't respond. It was unclear whether he couldn't hear or had fallen into a deep sleep. After waiting for a few seconds, Gu Xiuyi had to bend down and check on Ji Ruan's condition.

Ji Ruan leaned his head against the back of the seat, with his right ear pressed down. Gu Xiuyi pinched Ji Ruan's face and exposed his ear, and indeed, the small external device had been turned off. It was really a sleep that was isolated from the world. Gu Xiuyi turned on the cochlear implant for Ji Ruan, but when he let go, he realized that he had pinched Ji Ruan's cheek red, leaving two clear fingerprints on his white skin. Because he was so close, Gu Xiuyi could clearly see the fine hair on Ji Ruan's face. His skin was tender and smooth, with an astonishingly good texture, like a ripe fruit full of vitality. This kind of skin, which contains rich vitality like a ripe fruit, is specific to children of this age, and is a gift from God to "youth."

Gu Xiuyi's hands were stiff.

Once again, he felt the grandeur of being eighteen years old.

He patted Ji Ruan's face and said in a tense voice, "Ji Ruan, wake up."

Suddenly, clear sounds flooded into his ears. Ji Ruan's eyelashes trembled violently. There were cicadas singing, the sound of the wind, and the sound of Gu Xiuyi calling his name.

At that moment, the world seemed to be activated by a switch, and everything became colorful.

Gu Xiuyi took back his hand just before Ji Ruan opened his eyes.

The scorching summer sunlight shone in Ji Ruan's eyes, causing them to narrow into a slit. He saw Gu Xiuyi standing tall next to the car door, with a halo of light burning around him in the sunlight.

"Why did you sleep so deeply?" Gu Xiuyi asked him.

Ji Ruan instinctively raised his hand to cover his eyes and said, "I didn't..."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Ji Ruan instinctively felt that something was wrong. His voice sounded strange, and his throat felt itchy. Before his dull consciousness could fully recover, a sudden burst of itching sensation surged up from his throat, like a cluster of ignited cotton, and he couldn't help but cough violently.

"Cough--!" If it weren't for Gu Xiuyi's quick reaction in pulling him, he would have fallen straight down to the ground and knelt on the pebble path in the yard. "Cough--cough--cough!" Ji Ruan bent down sharply, supporting his knees, and coughed violently. This sudden and severe coughing caught him off guard, and he turned red in the face. His blood pressure suddenly rose, and he even felt pain in his head. Gu Xiuyi had never seen this kind of situation before. It took him two seconds to react and put his hand on Ji Ruan's back to pat him. "What's going on?" Ji Ruan couldn't speak.

Gu Xiuyi didn't let Song Ling continue to follow and told him to go home with a few words. He quickly caught up with Ji Ruan and supported him to move forward. Not far away, Ji Ruan started coughing again and couldn't get up after squatting on the ground. Tears streamed down his face like rain. Gu Xiuyi had no choice but to squat down with Ji Ruan, picked up his chin and checked his complexion. At four or five in the afternoon, the scorching sun in the sky showed no signs of stopping, and the ground was as hot as a flaming mountain after being roasted all day. Ji Ruan's forehead soon broke out in sweat, and his complexion was not good. Gu Xiuyi had a feeling that if he kept coughing like this, he might vomit.After patting him for a while, Gu Xiuyi found that he not only didn't help Ji Ruan but made him cough even more fiercely. Gu Xiuyi didn't know what went wrong with his technique, but he dared not move anymore. He could only patiently stand there and act as a human support for Ji Ruan.

In the end, Ji Ruan managed to recover on his own. He ignored Gu Xiuyi, trembling as he stood up and walked unsteadily towards the door.

But the short path in the yard seemed to be miles away because of Ji Ruan's loss of mobility. It was just too hot. Gu Xiuyi didn't want to delay any longer. He directly lifted Ji Ruan's arms and put them around his shoulders without any discussion: "Shall I carry you in?" Ji Ruan was coughing so hard that he was dizzy and couldn't see anything, but he heard this sentence. Actually, he had wanted Gu Xiuyi to help him for a long time. Whether it was carrying, back-riding, or supporting, he would accept anything as long as Gu Xiuyi could get him into the house. But he was coughing too hard and couldn't communicate at all except for sobbing. So Gu Xiuyi's sentence became a timely rain that saved him from the fire. With tears in his eyes, Ji Ruan nodded repeatedly and urgently patted Gu Xiuyi's shoulder three times. "Carry me, carry me, hurry up and carry me!" Like when riding a horse and vigorously whipping its buttocks with a whip. Gu Xiuyi: "..." He couldn't explain why, but he felt a little strange.

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In the villa, Aunt Zhao was humming a tune and about to start cooking dinner when she heard someone coming back. She washed her hands and went to greet them, and in her sight was Gu Xiuyi, who stood tall and straight, and Ji Ruan hanging on him like a wilted little koala. "Oh! What happened here?!" Aunt Zhao hurried forward and gently touched Ji Ruan's furry head. "What's wrong, Ruan Ruan?" Ji Ruan loved Aunt Zhao the most. When he heard her voice, his ears moved, and he lifted his head from Gu Xiuyi's shoulder, opened his mouth to speak, but was pushed back by Gu Xiuyi's hand. "It's okay, Aunt Zhao, please call a doctor." Gu Xiuyi said. Then he looked at Ji Ruan's round head with a stern look. "Don't talk, or you'll cough all over me again later." What does he mean by coughing all over him?! Ji Ruan was angry. He had been covering his mouth when coughing all the time! Gu Xiuyi not only prohibited him from talking to Aunt Zhao but also complained about him. Ji Ruan clenched his fist, venting his anger on Gu Xiuyi's shoulder.

The next second, he was retaliated against by Gu Xiuyi, who lifted him up and shook him, causing him to cough again with pain in his chest and lungs.

Gu Xiuyi put Ji Ruan on the bed and went outside to wash his hands. When he came back, the room had become a different scene. Ji Ruan's cough, caused by Gu Xiuyi shaking him, had not stopped. Aunt Zhao sat by the bed, holding Ji Ruan and comforting him. "Oh, why did our little baby become so uncomfortable after going out?" "Did he catch a cold or get too hot?" "Oh, our baby..."

Aunt Zhao has always been softhearted and especially fond of children, especially cute ones like Ji Ruan. Even though Ji Ruan is already eighteen, she can still treat him like a three-year-old without any burden, and coo at him with all her heart. Gu Xiuyi has always known this, but when he heard those three words "baby" that Aunt Zhao couldn't stop saying, he felt a little overwhelmed and pinched his eyebrows hard. It's one thing for Aunt Zhao to be excessively sweet, but it's rare that Ji Ruan is willing to snuggle up in her arms and act like a spoiled child.

Perhaps it's because Aunt Zhao exudes a strong maternal aura that Ji Ruan, who lost his mother early, inevitably becomes more dependent when he feels uncomfortable. Thinking of this, Gu Xiuyi couldn't make any criticism of Ji Ruan's behavior of acting like a spoiled child. He silently watched the old and young in the room, with Aunt Zhao's hand pressing down on Ji Ruan's back with a little force, moving up and down a few times until Ji Ruan's coughing subsided somewhat. So this is the technique? Gu Xiuyi recalled the strength with which he patted Ji Ruan's back and coughed a little awkwardly, covering his mouth. After Aunt Zhao cooed at Ji Ruan for a while, Ji Ruan's cough was not as severe as before, but still intermittent. She looked at Gu Xiuyi with a worried expression, "Xiao Gu, why don't you go pour a cup of warm water and bring up the cough syrup?" Gu Xiuyi leaned against the door frame, took off his suit jacket, rolled up his white shirt sleeves to his elbows, the collar of his shirt was crumpled by Ji Ruan's grab, and he unbuttoned two buttons. His cold and indifferent temperament was completely out of place with the warm scene in the room. Even though it was his villa, he stood inside it like an outsider. Gu Xiuyi was slightly taken aback, "Me?"

Aunt Zhao suddenly realized she was dizzy and couldn't boss Gu Xiuyi around. She patted her forehead and said with a smile, "Xiao Gu, you hold Ruan Ruan, I'll go get the syrup." Hold Ji Ruan?

Impossible.

This child was too restless. As soon as he was in his arms, he would scratch and hammer him.

Gu Xiuyi's shirt was ruined by him.

Hold him?

He would never hold Ji Ruan again in his lifetime. Gu Xiuyi turned and left. "The syrup... is in the storage cabinet on the first floor, right?" Aunt Zhao couldn't help but laugh when she saw this scene. She shouted down the corridor, "Yes! In the medicine box on the left side of the second floor of the storage cabinet!"

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Ji Ruan did indeed catch a cold for some unknown reason. Maybe the air conditioning outside was too strong, or maybe the temperature difference between hot and cold outside had deceived him.

The whole villa was in chaos because of Ji Ruan. It wasn't until the doctor came and put him on a drip that things gradually settled down. Gu Xiuyi and Aunt Zhao left Ji Ruan's room together, gently closing the door. They both let out a long sigh of relief.

Gu Xiuyi exclaimed, "Aunt Zhao, never make fried food for him again, and don't let him drink cold water. His throat is too weak..." Aunt Zhao suppressed her laughter and said, "Okay, I didn't expect you to accompany Ruan Ruan to eat fried chicken. I remember you hated it when you were a child and said it wasn't healthy." Gu Xiuyi's shirt was covered in the smell of fried chicken. He pinched his collar and sniffed it, immediately frowning in disgust, and then sighed, "He's still so young..." He was too young to discipline harshly. Aunt Zhao didn't say anything and vaguely chuckled.

Gu Xiuyi turned his head, "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, nothing, it's fine," Aunt Zhao waved her hand. "You go take a shower, I'll cook, it's fine, it's fine..." Gu Xiuyi: "..."

Ji Ruan's throat was even more swollen than he had imagined. The next day, he almost completely lost his voice. His ears were already not functioning well, and now he became a little mute. It took a week of treatment before he could barely recover his speaking ability.

Gu Xiuyi went on another business trip, and Ji Ruan didn't see him during his entire recovery period.

One day, about two weeks later, on a hot and humid afternoon without sunshine, Aunt Zhao was not at home, and Ji Ruan was sitting on the living room floor with Xiao An watching a movie. It was at this moment that Gu Xiuyi returned. He was still wearing his usual impeccable suit, and he looked tall and strong. As he walked towards Ji Ruan, there was a familiarity mixed with a hint of unfamiliarity. It seemed like he was never tired. Even after such a long business trip, he showed no signs of fatigue. Instead, he looked even more energetic. He came back with two bags and, after washing his hands, he brought them to Ji Ruan. After not seeing him for almost half a month, Ji Ruan felt a bit awkward and didn't know how to speak. Gu Xiuyi reached out two fingers and lifted Ji Ruan's chin, observing him calmly for a moment. "You've lost weight," he said.

Ji Ruan didn't expect him to make a move as soon as he arrived. He was stunned for two seconds before dodging away. He lowered his head and touched his own chin. It seemed like he had lost some weight... His throat hurt, and he couldn't eat, so losing weight was normal. "Ji Ruan," Gu Xiuyi called his name again. Ji Ruan looked up.

Gu Xiuyi lifted his chin slightly. "Say something so I can hear," he said, with a tone that was like asking Xiao An to shake hands. Ji Ruan was not pleased and snorted softly. "Are you crazy?" he said.

Gu Xiuyi laughed and sat opposite Ji Ruan on the ground. His mood seemed quite good today. "Is your throat still not better?" he asked.

Ji Ruan nodded slightly, "It's almost fully recovered now." "Hmm," Gu Xiuyi responded ambiguously, then continued, "Come with me to the Gu family later." "The Gu family?" Ji Ruan suddenly looked up, "You mean... your parents' house?" Gu Xiuyi propped his chin up with his hand, "That's right." Ji Ruan took a deep breath. That was the legendary old mansion! For someone like Gu Xiuyi, who came from a prestigious family, the old mansion was like a battlefield. Just thinking about it gave Ji Ruan a headache.

However, Gu Xiuyi didn't seem to think much of it and quickly changed the subject, "Give me your hand." Ji Ruan was still thinking about the old mansion and was absent-minded as he handed over his hand. Gu Xiuyi immediately grabbed his wrist and slipped a cool object onto his ring finger. Ji Ruan snapped out of his thoughts and realized it was a plain and simple ring, identical to the one on Gu Xiuyi's ring finger. Ji Ruan couldn't help but stare at it for a moment. Gu Xiuyi didn't look up at him and continued holding onto his wrist, as if admiring something. He casually told Ji Ruan, "The ring has arrived."

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The author has something to say:

Gu: Ah...his wrists are so tender...young body...a gift from God to me...

Ruan Ruan: Recently, people have been asking me why old cows like to eat tender grass, see the psychological activities of a certain old cow surnamed Gu above.

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