Chapter 268: Seeking the Wind
It's October again in the blink of an eye, and Fang Langxing and his friends have already started preparing for their new comeback album.
This is a formal album. In addition to the title song of the same name "Searching for the Wind", it also includes self-composed songs by the remaining members, which is full of sincerity.
However, they started preparing early this time, so there is plenty of time for shooting the MV and other materials.
The same was true today, the day when Fang Langxing and his friends were practicing dancing. Fang Langxing took the initiative to stay and practice more because he felt that there was something wrong with his own dancing.
Apart from Fang Langxing, Zuo Chi was the only one who stayed behind. The other members also wanted to stay, but they either had work to do or had caught a cold and needed to go home to rest.
"Brother Mo, you should go back and rest!" Fang Langxing touched Lin Jingmo's forehead and made sure that his brother did not have a fever, then he quickly pushed him out.
Lin Jingmo's voice was hoarse and it hurt when he spoke. He also felt weak all over, so even if he wanted to stay and accompany his brothers, he couldn't.
After sending Lin Jingmo, who was reluctant to leave, out the door, Fang Langxing shook his head helplessly, thinking about what happened a few days ago.
It was also midnight that day, and this time Fang Langxing really wasn't staying up late to write songs, really not! Fang Langxing shook his head frantically!
He fell asleep accidentally while watching a movie in his room during the day and was not woken up until dinner time, so he was a little unable to sleep when it was time to go to bed.
Since he couldn't sleep, Fang Langxing planned to find a place to read a book and try to get sleepy, but turning on the light might disturb Mu Liunian who was in the same room, so he got up and left.
Fang Langxing, who was sitting in the living room, turned on a small night light, curled up into a small ball with a fluffy pillow, and concentrated on reading the book in his hand.
Speaking of this, Fang Langxing felt dissatisfied. Why did all his members grow so tall? Even the shortest Yun Zhao had broken through the 180cm mark and grew to 182cm.
Only I, my height has never changed since it reached 179.5cm. I haven't grown at all, just 0.5cm short. I just can't satisfy his wish.
However, while I was reading a book, I suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the direction of the bedroom, as if someone was rummaging through something.
In the quiet room, Fang Langxing heard these sounds easily. He looked up in surprise and looked in the direction of the bedroom, somewhat confused.
However, that person didn't seem to find what he wanted. The footsteps were getting closer and he should have walked out of the room.
Fang Langxing looked over curiously, and the figure in the darkness became clearer and clearer. He blinked and saw clearly who was coming. It was Lin Jingmo, who was wearing light blue pajamas.
Lin Jingmo seemed to be still a little dazed, and was startled when he saw Fang Langxing under the night light: "Lang'er, why are you here?"
There seemed to be something wrong with Mo Ge's voice. Fang Langxing frowned, put down the book in his hand, stood up, and approached Lin Jingmo, who was standing still for some reason.
"Brother Mo?" Fang Langxing walked forward and stretched out his hand to touch Lin Jingmo's forehead.
But Lin Jingmo didn't know why, so he took a step back to avoid Fang Langxing's hand: "Ah, why haven't you slept yet? Did you stay up late to work again?!"
Seeing Lin Jingmo trying to change the subject, Fang Langxing became even more suspicious. He said nothing and his face became serious: "I didn't stay up late, but you, Brother Mo..."
Fang Langxing stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Lin Jingmo's forehead. He was startled by the burning temperature under his hand: "It's so hot! Do you have a fever?"
"I don't think so." Seeing that he was discovered, Lin Jingmo's tone softened: "I think I caught a cold, and my throat hurts a little."
"You caught a cold, why are you wearing this?" Fang Langxing looked at his pajamas and quickly wrapped Lin Jingmo in the blanket he had brought out.
Lin Jingmo, who was pressed on the sofa by his younger brother, watched people busying around with a smile. He felt that his younger brother was adorable no matter how he looked at him, and they would live together for a very long time. The thought of this made him even happier and his smile became even sweeter.
"Are you so happy even though you're sick?" Fang Langxing, who came back with a medical kit, looked at Lin Jingmo's happy expression and teased with a smile.
After taking Lin Jingmo's temperature, Fang Langxing breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the fever was not too serious, not even 39 degrees. However, "Take medicine first. If the temperature doesn't go down, we have to go to the hospital."
"It's bitter. I don't want to eat it." Lin Jingmo frowned and looked at the small pill in Fang Langxing's hand.
Fang Langxing was almost laughing at him. He felt that this oldest brother was really childish sometimes, like a child who needed to be coaxed: "Then what will it take for you to take the medicine?"
"I want to drink strawberry milk." When Lin Jingmo said this, Fang Langxing almost suspected that he had heard it wrong.
"What do you want to drink?" Fang Langxing asked again in confusion.
"I want to drink strawberry milk!" Lin Jingmo grabbed Fang Langxing's sleeve, with an expression that said, "I won't take the medicine unless you give me strawberry milk."
Brother Mo is sick, Brother Mo is sick. Fang Langxing repeated this sentence several times in his mind, and finally convinced himself: "Okay, you take the medicine first, I'll go find you some strawberry milk."
Lin Jingmo was satisfied, so he swallowed the pill from Fang Langxing's hand. Then he looked at Fang Langxing expectantly, with his superior facial features showing an expectant expression. It was estimated that everyone who saw him would want to scream.
Fang Langxing couldn't refuse, so he turned around and went back to look through the refrigerator. Fortunately, he had made some strawberry jam when making the cake a few days ago, and there was still some left.
Milk is also always available at home, and Fang Langxing and his family like to eat strawberries, so there are fresh strawberries in the refrigerator. Everything is very complete.
Looking at Lin Jingmo who was wrapped in a small blanket and staring at him, Fang Langxing silently cut the fresh strawberries into dices, then mixed them with strawberry jam and milk, and finally poured them into the cup.
Fang Langxing handed the cup to Lin Jingmo. After Lin Jingmo touched it, he said, "I want to drink something cold."
"No." Fang Langxing refused flatly. He had heated up the milk specially, so it was just warm enough to drink: "You are sick, you can't drink cold milk."
Seeing that Fang Langxing had no intention of compromising, Lin Jingmo could only obediently take the cup and drink Fang Langxing's specially made strawberry milk. Fang Langxing sat on the side and watched him.
When Lin Jingmo finished the milk in the cup, Fang Langxing patted Lin Jingmo's arm and said, "Okay, let's go back to bed, little Jingmo."
Lin Jingmo stood up obediently and was pulled by Fang Langxing to the door of his room, mumbling: "I'm not a kid..."
"Okay, okay, you're not. You're our most reliable brother." Fang Langxing coaxed him skillfully: "If you feel uncomfortable, don't bear it. Call me, okay?"
Lin Jingmo nodded vaguely, obediently returned to his bed, and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.
Fang Langxing looked at him and smiled, then turned around and saw Lin Jingmo's roommate, Mu Tianya, who had kicked over the quilt and was sleeping soundly with one leg exposed.
Ouch. Fang Langxing sighed in his heart, walked over to cover Mu Tianya with the quilt, looked at Mu Tianya and hummed twice, then returned to his room.
Lin Jingmo had a healthy body, and his fever was only caused by catching a cold. He was almost well the next morning. Except for a slightly hoarse throat and a little weakness in the body, he was fine.
However, the fact that he showed off the strawberry milk made by Fang Langxing to others was simply the beginning of a war.
"Brother Mo is such a child!" Yun Zhao and Ruan Tianxi chatted together, and even pulled Zuo Chi along: "He needs Brother Lang to coax him into taking medicine."
"You little brat, I can hear you." The two of them didn't lower their voices at all, and Lin Jingmo heard it clearly.
Yun Zhao and Ruan Tianxi were not afraid of him either. They each grabbed Hua Xinyi and Duan Hanyun's arms and said, "Brother, isn't that right?"
Hua Xinyi nodded, folded her arms and looked at Lin Jingmo.
Duan Hanyun smiled and said, "Because he was hot from the exercise, he took off his coat, then caught a cold and had a fever, and asked Lang'er to take care of him. Has Jing Mo really been lax recently?"
Lin Jingmo: Ah...
At the same time, Mu Tianya and Mu Liunian had already skillfully hung around Fang Langxing: "I want to drink strawberry milk too, you can't just make it for Brother Mo!"
Fang Langxing was speechless, looking at the two big dogs that you can’t be partial to: “Wait.”
Finally, each member held a glass of strawberry milk and was finally satisfied.
Fang Langxing: I have given too much for this family.