Lao Zhang drove fast and steady, and soon arrived at the door of the pharmacy. Shen Mo got out of the car to buy medicine, and after getting back in the car, he felt a dull pain in his stomach. It took him a while to remember that he was so busy taking care of Ji Mingxuan in the afternoon that he even forgot to eat lunch.

　　It was dark when he got home. Shen Mo ate something casually, cooked porridge for Ji Mingxuan again, and fed him the newly bought medicine.

　　Because he had never seen a doctor, Shen Mo was always worried. He stayed by Ji Mingxuan’s bed all night and took his temperature every half an hour.

　　Fortunately, the heat has finally subsided.

　　In the second half of the night, Shen Mo couldn’t hold on any longer and fell asleep leaning against the bed.

　　He had just fallen asleep when he began to dream. He dreamed that the snow had just stopped, and the road was covered with white snow. Everyone was hurrying along with their heads down. The snow on the ground had not melted, and in some places it was frozen, making it very difficult to walk.

　　But someone held Shen Mo’s hand and walked with him.

　　Shen Mo not only did not feel tired, but was indescribably happy, talking to the man as he walked.

　　”I was ostracized by my colleagues again at the company today.”

　　“Actually, I still prefer painting.”

　　These were all true words that he would never say under normal circumstances. The strange thing was that the people next to him remained silent.

　　Shen Mo turned around and said, “Zhou Yang, why don’t you speak?”

　　The man stopped and said, “I am not Zhou Yang.”

　　Shen Mo looked carefully and saw that the man was tall and handsome, and it was Ji Mingxuan.

　　”Mr. Ji…”

　　Ji Mingxuan sneered and shook off his hand. Shen Mo seemed to suddenly lose the ability to walk and fell to the cold snow.

　　His heart skipped a beat and he woke up suddenly. He heard Ji Mingxuan’s voice saying, “How could you roll onto the ground while sleeping?”

　　Then he turned on the wall lamp above the bed.

　　Shen Mo was still in the dream, staring at him for a while before realizing that he had rolled off the bed. He slowly got up from the ground, still looking a little dazed.

　　Ji Mingxuan lifted the quilt and said, “Come here.”

　　Shen Mo got into the quilt with a chill. Ji Mingxuan’s arms were very warm, so hot that he felt uncomfortable and couldn’t help but move to the side.

　　But it was soon retrieved by Ji Mingxuan.

　　Ji Mingxuan put his arm around him and said, “Don’t move. Do you want to fall again?”

　　Shen Mo didn’t dare to move. He felt sleepy and couldn’t fall asleep, so he asked, “Did I wake Mr. Ji up?”

　　”I slept all day and had enough sleep.”

　　”Is Mr. Ji feeling better?”

　　Ji Mingxuan lowered his head, touched his forehead to his, and said, “It’s healed now.”

　　Shen Mo just felt hot, and couldn’t tell if the fever had subsided. After thinking for a while, he said, “It’s better to go to the hospital.”

　　Ji Mingxuan immediately showed a disgusted expression and said, “No.”

　　Shen Mo didn’t expect that he hated hospitals so much. He remembered that when he was hospitalized three years ago, Ji Mingxuan seemed to come to the hospital to see him often.

　　After he recovered from his injury and was discharged from the hospital, he spent about half a year in a daze. Sometimes he would just sit at the window and watch the cars coming and going, and a day would pass by. He had almost no memory of that time, except that he was kicked out because he couldn’t pay the rent, and it was Ji Mingxuan who brought him back to the villa, and then arranged a job for him, so that his life could get back on track.

　　So when Ji Mingxuan proposed the agreement, Shen Mo agreed without hesitation. He could no longer remember the specific content of the agreement, but he only knew that in order to make Zhou Yang give up, he and Ji Mingxuan had to pretend to be a couple in front of others.

　　Ji Mingxuan didn’t say when the agreement would end, and he never asked, but for some reason he thought of it again tonight.

　　What if Ji Anan and Zhou Yang live together forever, what about him and Ji Mingxuan?

　　Ji Mingxuan’s illness came and went quickly. By the next day, his fever had subsided and he could sit on the bed to handle company matters. Ji Anan had not come back, so Shen Mo simply took an extra day off to accompany him.

　　Ji Mingxuan was not polite either, and ordered Shen Mo to do this and that as much as he wanted, and even named a bunch of dishes before lunch. Fortunately, Shen Mo’s cooking skills were not bad, and he picked out a few dishes to make Mr. Ji satisfied.

　　In the afternoon, Shen Mo went out to shop. When he came back, he found that all his clothes and toiletries had been taken to Ji Mingxuan’s room.

　　When Shen Mo mentioned this, Ji Mingxuan was sending an email on his laptop. He said without even looking up, “Aren’t you going to take care of me these few days? It will be more convenient if you move in and sleep here.”

　　”I thought Mr. Ji’s illness had been cured.”

　　Ji Mingxuan coughed at the right time and said, “I’m not fully recovered yet.”

　　Shen Mo had no choice but to ask: “When will Miss Ji come back?”