The cold liquid will send the medicine into his stomach and those medicines should dissolve in his stomach gong qingchen swallowed the medicine into his stomach and looked at the outer packaging of the smile and didn t know why he suddenly laughed.

Sometimes she wonders if it's really the medicine that is very useful, or if she needs the comfort of taking the medicine in exchange.

Who let her get a disease in her heart, and soon after taking the medicine, the very nervous mood in Gong Qingchen's heart dissipated, and her head didn't hurt so much.

Seeing Gong Qingchen, who seemed to be fine, Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and originally wanted to say words of comfort, but Song Yan's eyes suddenly saw the medicine bowl placed in the corner of the table, the medicine was already cold, and it could no longer be hot.

Gong Qingchen also followed Song Yan's line of sight and saw the bowl of Chinese medicine that had been cooled, thinking about its smell that was even worse than Houttuynia cordata, she unconsciously shuddered, and then remembered that it had cooled, so she raised her brows: "Anyway, I don't have anything to do now, and this medicine is also cold, so don't drink it." ”

How could it be impossible to see that Gong Qingchen didn't want to drink the medicine, Song Yan picked up the bowl with some tears and laughs, looked at Gong Qingchen's smiling expression, half helpless, half doting, glared at her and said:

"My God, Gong Qingchen, I lost to you, how come I didn't find you so cute before. You said that you were not pretending to be sick just now, just to not drink medicine. ”

And Gong Qingchen could hear Song Yan deliberately making jokes like this, and reacted very quickly, and immediately followed his words: "Is my acting skills so bad? It is so easy for you to see it, yes! I really took great pains not to drink this medicine, so you have pity on me, don't give me a drink." ”

The atmosphere that has always been very heavy because of the jokes between the two people quickly became relaxed, Song Yan's right hand held the medicine bowl, stretched out his left hand, patted Gong Qingchen's head very gently, and said: "This medicine, no matter how bitter and unpleasant it is, isn't it for your recovery." Since you don't want to drink it and this bowl of medicine is cold again, then I'll go and fry it for you again. ”

"Ahh

Pushing Gong Qingchen's pitiful face to the back, Song Yan deliberately said with a straight face: "The objection is invalid, if you are sick now, you must drink this medicine for me, and when you are well, I will definitely not force you to drink this medicine, if you have the ability, you can cure your illness for me now, I will not force you immediately." ”

Gong Qingchen: "......" Gong Qingchen always felt very familiar, she thought for a long time before remembering that these words were once said to her by her father.

When she was young, she was often prone to illness, and the conditions at home were not very good at that time, plus she knew that his father believed in traditional Chinese medicine since she was a child, so every time he had a cough or fever, his father squatted alone under the pomegranate tree in the yard to fry Chinese medicine.

That kind of time, now that I think about it, it was so beautiful, the faint smell of herbs in the air even smelled good, Gong's father was already middle-aged at that time, and his body was already a little fat, and it was still difficult for him to squat down. Gong Qingchen remembers very clearly that at that time, his father would hold a very shabby pu fan in his hand and fan the simple stove he had built.

The firewood would make a crackling sound when it burned, and her eyes were blurred with tears in the steam, and the warmest warmth passed through his hand so easily.

When the bowl was ready, her father would stand next to her and watch her drink the medicine, even if he wanted to find an opportunity to secretly pour out the deadly medicine.

Looking at Gong Qingchen, who had not spoken, Song Yan thought that she was shocked by her words, so she slowed down and softened her tone: "Okay, don't be so sad, when the time comes, you drink it in one go, and I will prepare two super sweet chocolates for you." ”

Chocolate was like a drop of water gently on her heart, and she remembered that at that time, he would be so bitter that his whole face would twist together every time he drank the medicine, and every time she became like this, her father would take two rock candy from his pocket and stuff them in her mouth like magic.

That sweet and greasy taste has become the most indelible corner of the memory, she seems to see her father standing under the pomegranate tree in the city with a pu fan and smiling at her, Gong Qingchen stretched out his hand to grab the memory, just when she was about to touch Gong's father's body, she suddenly withdrew her hand and gently raised a smile, this smile is from the heart.

"What's wrong with you in the morning? Why are you crying!" Song Yan has seen many women's tears in his life, including his own mother's tears, he has seen countless times, only Gong Qingchen every time he cries, there will be a dull pain in his chest suddenly, this pain can not be ignored, but it is not so painful that it hurts to the heart.

Hearing Song Yan's words, Gong Qingchen reached out to touch his cheek, which was damp, and even she didn't know when she was crying, but now the tears hanging on her face were not painful tears Looking at Song Yan who was so flustered and handed herself a tissue, Gong Qingchen broke into tears and smiled again:

"It's okay, I just suddenly remembered that my dad used to coax me to drink medicine like this. ”

Song Yan: "......" It turns out that he already has a great father figure unconsciously, but he is relieved to see Gong Qingchen smiling, and it is not a bad thing for him to be able to let Gong Qingchen take it out and remember her father.

Gong Qingchen felt that her words sounded a little ambiguous, after all, Song Yan was about the same age as him, so she had to add another sentence: "No matter what, thank you very much." ”

The sudden sensational scene made Song Yan a little uncomfortable for a while, he laughed very gently, and had a feeling that a gentleman was like jade: "Don't mention thank you, we are friends." ”

After saying this, Song Yan pushed the door out, he closed the door in a bit of a hurry and then sat on the ground weakly, and a voice kept talking in his heart - If you can, I really don't want to be friends with you.

Ji Yunyang's words also appeared in Gu Ruiwen's ears: "Her current mood is indeed not suitable for staying by my side, I am very worried about her, so can you help me take care of her for a while?

"Of course, who made us brothers!" said such a frank remark, but he couldn't laugh, because he couldn't have a clear conscience.

What would you think if one day Gong Qingchen found out that I had been lying to you.