She dreamed about her deceased grandparents, and also about her parents. They said they wanted her to live a good life and always be strong and happy no matter where she was. Then in the blink of an eye, their figures gradually disappeared. No matter how much she ran or chased, she couldn't catch them. Crying with tears all over my face.
Finally, she dreamed of Zhang Rusong's father and everyone she knew here. They asked her to go back quickly, saying that someone was waiting for her here until her hair turned white and her face grew old.
When Song Yingwan woke up again, it was already daylight. The sun was shining brightly outside, shining through the window and falling on the ground, illuminating the whole house.
There is a feeling of being separated from the world in a trance.
When she turned her head and looked over, she saw Xie Ci sitting on the edge of the bed with his eyes closed and sleeping lightly. He was holding his forehead with one hand, his eyes were still green, and the other hand was holding hers weakly.
As if he had telepathy, he opened his eyes in the next second, and his eyes met hers. There was no blur in his eyes that he had just woken up from, and they were still cold and transparent.
She curled her fingers, scratched the palm of his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Am I sick?"
Xie Ci reacted immediately and stood up to explore forward. He spread his palms on her forehead to test the temperature and said, "Well, I had a fever yesterday."
Finally, his fingertips came to rest on her slightly pale face and touched her gently, "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"
Song Yingwan closed her eyes and felt it carefully, then responded obediently, "My head hurts, my throat feels uncomfortable, and I don't have any strength."
Thank you and nodded, comforting, "The fever has gone away. If you have a good rest today, you should be fine tomorrow."
Song Yingwan thought that it was probably because she got caught in the rain yesterday and then sat outside in the wind after taking a shower that she caught a cold and fever. However, she had not been sick since she came here. Sometimes she caught a cold. , the nose was stuffy for two days, and then the body adjusted itself.
"When did I start having a fever?"
"It rained again last night. I saw that the window in your room was not closed. I called you several times but no one answered. Then I went in and saw your face was red with fever."
Only then did Song Yingwan react, "You didn't sleep all night?"
Xie Ci tucked her in the quilt and said calmly, "I squinted for a while when it was almost dawn."
Then he asked, "Are you hungry? I cooked porridge, would you like to drink some?"
She didn't know how she felt now, she just felt hot and swollen in her heart.
"good."
Guessing that he would not have time to eat, he added, "You eat with me."
He hooked his lower lip, his brows gentle, "Okay."
The two of them simply drank some porridge. Song Yingwan had no appetite and only ate half a bowl. He also didn't eat much to thank him. According to his usual appetite, it was just to fill his stomach.
After dinner, he thanked her and watched her take medicine again. After that, he covered Song Yingwan with a quilt and coaxed her to sleep for a while.
Song Yingwan was indeed in low spirits and his eyelids were extremely heavy, but after knowing that she fell asleep, he would sit here with her without moving so that he could observe her condition at any time.
My heart suddenly softened.
She reached out and pulled his sleeve and said softly, "I want you to sleep with me."
"good."
When he lay down, Song Yingwan suddenly thought that she must have sweated a lot because she had a fever yesterday, and her body must smell bad now, and she suddenly regretted the decision she had just made.
But now that the person has fallen asleep, it’s hard to push him back down.
She had no choice but to move in quietly, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she finally had no way out.
But the next second, a solid and strong arm wrapped around his waist, and he hugged her over with a strong force. By the time she reacted, the two of them were already close to each other, and she was lying in his arms. .
Then a low, cold voice came from above, "What are you doing so far away?"
She pursed her lips and whispered, "I'm sweating and I smell bad."
Xie Ci moved away slightly, looked down at her, and then suddenly pressed a kiss on her lips, then leaned closer to her neck and sniffed gently, and then said, "It smells good, very fragrant."
Song Yingwan was stunned by his actions, her face turned red, and she said in embarrassment, "Why are you like this?!"
Xie Ci saw that she had regained some energy, with a smile on her lips, "I'm serious."
"Stop talking, I'm sleepy."
Seeing that she didn't believe it, Xie Ci felt a little regretful.
He really didn't lie. When he found her sick yesterday, she was shivering. He gave her antipyretic medicine before she started to sweat a little, so she didn't sweat much at all. Plus, she loves to be clean and does it every day. Take a shower and your body will smell elegant and fresh.
Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his lips and smiled. The smell of her body could only be smelled when he was holding her, and only they could smell it.
After a while, just when Xie Ci thought she was asleep, Song Yingwan suddenly said, "Have you asked for leave from the captain?"
"Please, let Xu Lang invite both of us today."
Then he raised his hand and patted her back gently, saying, "Be good, stop thinking about it, go to sleep."
It might be that the medicine she just took took effect, or it might be the effect of his words. Not long after, she lay in his arms and fell asleep.
After hearing the steady and shallow breathing in his arms, and relaxing at this moment, the fatigue from a night of hard work came over him, and he gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.
When Song Yingwan opened her eyes again, she was the only one left on the bed. She reached out and reached to the side. The bed there was only warm and cool. The person sleeping there must have left for a while.
When she woke up, she felt much better. Her body was no longer limp and her head ached. She sat up after a while and the door was pushed open.
It's a thank you.
He came over and raised his hand to check the temperature of her forehead. He was relieved when he felt that the temperature was normal, "Is it still uncomfortable?"
Song Yingwan held his hand and said in a light voice, "Much better."
Thank you, "I made lean meat porridge and will eat some later. I will eat light food for the next two days. I will make delicious food for you after two days."
Song Yingwan heard his coaxing child-like tone and said with a hot face, "I'm not a child..."
After a pause, he said, "I know."
He leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips, with a smile in his voice, "You are just a child in my eyes."
"I'll get you some food."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Song Yingwan quickly stopped him, "Why don't I get up and eat?"
The meal I ate in bed in the morning was already my limit.
Xie Ci saw that she had been lying in bed all day and it would be a good idea to come down and do some exercise. He nodded and said, "Then you get dressed first."
She smiled lightly, as if she was afraid that he would regret it, so she responded quickly, "Okay."
