"Are you sick?"
"Do you need to be treated for the disease you have?"
Jun Wuji was about to turn around and leave Han Nanyao. He pulled and pushed him behind the wall, blocking his way out with his right hand. He looked down at him quietly, but he couldn't hide the madness behind his lowered eyes.
Han Nanyao was suddenly startled by this unobstructed and blazing gaze. He pulled the unsuspecting Jun Wuji behind him with a backhand.
It was such a bizarre exchange of places.
Han Nanyao casually stretched out his right hand, leaned over and tilted slightly, and whispered slowly into Jun Wuji's ear: "You are teasing me, hum~, didn't you say we can only be friends! I don't like disobedient children."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Wuji blinked at Han Nanyao with eyes full of disappointment, and asked him with a hint of grievance: "Friend! Are you just a friend? But I don't want to be like this!"
Han Nanyao looked at his aggrieved look and couldn't help laughing: "Silly, so stupid, my friend! Boyfriends are also friends, aren't they?"
Jun Wuji's eyes were full of shock, and he just stared at him blankly.
Next up! Han Nanyao came slowly: "However, you must have liked me for several years! And me! Three days of good feelings are like three minutes of heat, only enough to make a cup of coffee and drink it!"
Jun Wuji was slightly startled, and his eyes gradually became firm: "Han Nanyao, no matter how bitter the coffee is, some people will drink it. Even if the coffee is bitter, it will collide with sugar and produce another taste."
Han Nanyao glanced at him a few times, turned around and left, leaving behind a sentence: Oh! Yeah? I wish I was like this coffee!
Jun Wuji looked at Han Nanyao's remaining figure and murmured: "No matter what kind of coffee you are, the sugar will eventually melt. If you run away, no, drop it, you can't even think of... Running away."
Intention: to be healthy