It's just that Jiang Yue's attitude towards her is extremely cold.

Since she deliberately made a seductive move, Jiang Yue's face has been calm every time she sees her, and for the next two weekends, Xu Shan still doesn't learn to play the piano, Jiang Yue doesn't ask why, in the two hours of alone time, he plays, she watches.

Occasionally, she would make a small gesture, such as before leaving, she suddenly changed into a sundress, and on such a cold day, her white skin was exposed, watching him leave.

Jiang Yue was always indifferent, and left without looking back.

On this day, he appeared at the door of the villa on time according to the regulations.

Usually, he rings the doorbell and the hostess opens the door, as if she was already waiting for him at the entrance.

Today was different, he rang the doorbell three times, half a minute apart, but there was no movement in it.

Finally, he waited a little impatiently, and took out his phone, only to find that he didn't have her number saved at all.

So, he thought of the text message she had sent late at night.

He dialed the phone.

At the end of the minute, the phone was connected, and she didn't speak.

Jiang Yue waited for a few seconds and said, "I'm here, open the door." ”

Three minutes later, the door opened, Xu Shan was wrapped in a blanket, her face was very bad, and her lips were close to transparent.

She slowly moved away, still not saying a word.

Jiang Yue stood at the door and looked at her, the first few times, she would dress up in flowers, wear dark green eye shadow, and welcome him into the door with a cigarette smile.

Today, her image is terrible, and she has no enthusiasm.

He was silent and changed his shoes at the entrance, and Xu Shan had prepared a pair of oversized disposable slippers when he came for the second time.

After he put it on, the diameter walked towards the piano.

There was a coughing sound behind him, and he paused, did not turn around, sat calmly in front of the piano, and opened the lid.

Yu Guang saw the figure walking towards the kitchen, and when he came out, he had an extra cup of hot water in his hand.

She sat on the couch, coughing with her glass of water in her hands.

He began to play the piano.

The sound of the piano drowned out her voice, but her back was shaking from time to time, and she was visibly still coughing.

The end of the song.

"Egoshi. She was calling out to him, her voice weak.

Jiang Yue stopped his movements and did not move.

"Egoshi. She shouted again.

He frowned, came over for a moment, and he got up and walked over and stood still in front of her.

Jiang Yue looked at her with cold eyes: "What?"

"I'm sick, I haven't eaten for a day, help me cook some porridge, okay?"

After saying that, she raised her head and smiled at him, no matter how she looked at it, she was not lightly ill.

Jiang Yue pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were dark, making it impossible to guess his thoughts.

Soon, she got her answer.

Jiang Yue said: "The time to cook porridge is counted as two hours of playing the piano. ”

She nodded.

When Jiang Yue turned to go to the kitchen, Xu Shan raised her eyebrows quietly.

She peeks her phone out of the blanket and turns on the front camera.

She curled the corners of her lips, pleased with her sickly makeup.

After a while, footsteps could be heard behind him.

Jiang Yue walked over with a bowl of porridge.

Xu Shan immediately put away her mobile phone, lay on the sofa, and pretended to be asleep.

Jiang Yue put the porridge on the coffee table, saw that she was asleep, and planned to leave.

But she woke up, and after a cough, she said dryly, "I don't have the strength, help me up." ”

He paused, a grim look on his face.

She shouted, "Jiang Yue." ”

Jiang Yue was forced to compromise, he bent down, reached out to support her back, and exerted a slight force to help her up.

Just as she wanted to let go, she suddenly became dizzy and fell into his arms, and he subconsciously sat on the edge of the bed and held her shoulders steady.

She was in worse shape than before, her face was pale, her lips were chapped, her eyes were glazed, and she was not as seductive as usual.

Jiang Yue looked at her: "You should go to the hospital." ”

She shook her head, "I want porridge." ”

Her head rested lightly on his shoulder, and the two were so close that she looked at him and licked her upper lip.

Jiang Yue's body stiffened, and his eyes sank.

She shouted again, "Jiang Yue." As if he was chanting a mantra, he really picked up the porridge bowl, "Drink." ”

She said, "It's hot." Then there was another cough.

Jiang Yue scooped a mouthful of porridge with a soup spoon, stayed in the air for a while, and brought it to her mouth.

She swallowed it and said, "It's delicious." ”

Jiang Yue glanced at her, and after confirming that it was really sick, he scooped up a mouthful of porridge again, and while waiting for the temperature to change, she said in a low voice, "The scar is healed." ”

Jiang Yue's hand paused slightly, and he said "um" coldly.

"How?"

"Accidentally. ”

"Are you careless, or are others careless?"

He put the spoon to her mouth, "I wasn't careful. ”

She opened her mouth and swallowed the entire spoon, as if she had stayed for a moment on purpose, and then slowly spit out the spoon, and she looked at him, silently and with some kind of message.

She felt his body freeze for a moment, and his breathing became heavier.

She suddenly pulled away, lay on the bed, and said lightly, "It's full." ”

This trick wants to be captured, and she has mastered it very well.

Jiang Yue reacted, put down the porridge bowl, and said, "There is still one hour, I will play the piano." ”

"Hmm. She closed her eyes.