Han Luoxiao raised his eyebrows and worried, "Is Auntie serious?"
"It’s okay. I’ll take care of him alone, so you can eat first." Then she ran back upstairs and put an ice pack on his forehead. Then she took out the cold medicine in her hand and pressed it into powder and mixed it with water to feed him. He was like a sleeping king with his eyes closed quietly and his face was handsome and pale.
He Lianyin looked at him with ecstasy. From time to time, he wiped his hands and feet with a cold towel to observe his reaction.
Gradually
The night is getting dark.
HeLianYin also tired, holding his hand, he fell asleep beside him …
I don’t know how long it took
Hector even Yin fingers as if gently moved.
then
Her hand was gently held in the other palm.
He Lianyin slowly opened his eyes.
There is a shadow hanging over her head.
The teenager held her hand tightly. His hand was beautiful and he could faintly see the white skin and pale blood vessels.
"Xiao Yin"
Maybe it’s because he is ill.
Or maybe it’s because the night is too dark.
Her impression is always so bright and vivid, and her brother looks so fragile and lonely at the moment. His pupils are cold and he silently looks at He Lianyin as if she is the only light in his life. He holds her hand tightly and her voice is weak.
"Huh?" He Lianyin reached out to explore his forehead, where there was a thin layer of sweat. She picked up the cold towel on her head and wiped his sweat. "Sweat, brother. How do you feel?" Do you need to go to the hospital? "
"Xiao Yin" He continued to call her name.
"You said"
"I just had a nightmare," he said softly in the night. "I dreamed that Grandpa opposed the two of us together, and then you listened to Grandpa and left me. In the dream, I cried very sadly. I shouted your name loudly, but you didn’t look back, Xiao Yin. You didn’t look back at me at all."
"It’s just a dream, brother. Don’t worry too much. It’s just a nightmare." She gently soothed his fingers and pushed his sweaty hair aside. "Brother, take a rest."
"I don’t want to rest, Xiao Yin. I’m in good spirits." He stared at her in the dark. "Xiao Yin, I’m afraid that you will listen to grandpa and leave me."
"You think too much." She looked back at him with soft eyes and pulled him to cover his chest. "I won’t listen to grandpa. I won’t leave you. Why don’t you sleep for a while and I’ll stay here with you?"
"Really? You don’t listen to grandpa? "
"You had a nightmare, silly brother. It’s not true."
"What if it comes true? If Grandpa asks you to meet him and stop coming with me, will you promise him?"
He Lianyin quietly looked at He Lianyin’s face for a long time and she shook her head gently "no"
"Really?"
"It’s just like you said in the past, we are still young, and we have a chance for Grandpa to forgive us. Besides, I can’t bear to give you to Hallows, and I won’t do it." She solemnly said that her eyes were clear.
"Really?" There was a trace of uncertainty in his eyes. He was really afraid that the nightmare just now was genuine and there was a trace of inexplicable panic.
"hmm"
"Xiao Yin" He gently hugged her beautiful head against her shoulder, and her voice was dark and hoarse. "Xiao Yin, no matter whether Grandpa will find you alone or not, no matter what Grandpa tells you, you just don’t listen to him, even if he doesn’t agree, I will stay with you."
"OK, I promise you, but now you have to have a good rest. You are sick, you know?"
"I don’t know." He smiled pale and pulled her hand, but his eyes were beautiful. "Xiao Yin, don’t leave late. Sleep with me. I want to chat with you."
He Lianyin got up slightly and sat down again. "Okay, but you have to sleep well."
"Talk for a while, sleep, and lie down under the bed."
He Lianyin smiled and obediently lay down in bed. He Lianyin said, "Xiao Yin, you lie in my arms."
"Where do you want me to lie?" She couldn’t help laughing at him naughtily.
"Lying in my arms, of course."
"But you didn’t take a shower, and I don’t want it to stink." He Lianyin said half-jokingly that she mainly felt that her brother was too weak to hold her.
"Where is it?" The teenager stretched out his hand and smelled his clothes, and his expression was puzzled. "It doesn’t stink. I didn’t sweat anything today. Come on, Xiao Yin."
"Don’t"
"Come on," he waved to her like a bad uncle who abducted a little girl. He laughed and fell into his arms with the help of He Lianyin. He was familiar with the fragrance and kissed her forehead gently. "If you are sick, you won’t kiss your lips. It’s good to kiss your forehead."
Looking at him as deep as a whirlpool, Hector even Yin has a slight dizziness in his mind.
then
She looked up to kiss his lips as if she had been enchanted, but she wanted to get close to him. This is the mood of He Lianyin at the moment.