Qing Huan felt a little lightheaded when she woke up early the next morning, with her previous experience, she knew that this should be a precursor to a fever, so she couldn't help but sigh in resignation, and said to Su Jing that she was going to go to the hospital to have a look.

When Su Jing heard that she was going to the hospital, she touched her forehead, and then asked with a "hmm", "Do you have medical insurance?"

Qing Huan replied uncertainly: "There should be, I remember that I seemed to have done this when I came to go through the admission procedures." ”

"That should be fine, you start the appointment today, and by the day your high fever subsides, you should be able to see the doctor. Su Jing unscrewed the lid of the mineral water and looked at her very calmly.

Qinghuan: "......"

"I'm really convinced of you, didn't you know these things before?" Seeing her inexplicable look, Su Jing couldn't help but hold her forehead, "In the United States, if you want to see a doctor in a public hospital, then you have to make an appointment at least three days in advance to make an appointment with a doctor, that is, you have to have the ability to predict the future, knowing that you will get sick in a few days, then you can see the doctor in time, and it is useless to see it, like you have a cold and fever, he will suggest that you go home and listen to an iced Coke." ”

Qing Huan looked at her, and was a little speechless, these things really hadn't been understood before she came.

"My suggestion is to save effort, follow the doctor's instructions when we were in China before, drink plenty of water, take a fever-reducing medicine, and then cover the quilt to sweat, and when I get up the next day, I will naturally be refreshed. Su Jing handed her the bottle of mineral water, then shook her head, turned around and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Qing Huan took the bottle in a daze, raised his head and poured cold water into his stomach, and suddenly felt a desolate feeling in his heart, he was in a foreign country, knowing that he was sick, but he didn't even have hot water, and the doctor couldn't see it, so he could only hold the bottle of cold water and drink it...... She suddenly began to miss her days in China very much, at least there were parents and friends around her, she was too eager to escape the trauma that Chen Yidong brought to herself, and she thought that she had the confidence to come to this strange country and city, but she didn't expect that leaving the familiar environment and personnel would be such a helpless feeling.

After returning to the apartment, Qing Huan began to have chills all over her body, and the skin on her body hurt like a pinprick as long as she touched it, and after taking the medicine Su Jing gave her, she returned to the bedroom in a trembling mood, curled up on the bed, and fell asleep in a daze.

She slept very restlessly, and kept dreaming, dreaming that she was sitting in the corner of that café, Chen Yidong was sitting opposite her, showing a warm smile like the morning sun, she always knew that he looked good when he smiled, but after such a long time, she almost forgot what he looked like when he smiled.

"Where have you been?" Qing Huan almost cried and asked, "Do you know that I miss you very much, why did you leave without even saying hello?"

"Don't cry, Tsinghua, don't be afraid, I'm here. Chen Yidong smiled and took her hand, with that kind of determined look in his eyes, which made people feel inexplicably reassured.

Qing Huan suddenly relieved her heart, yes, she should have been dreaming before, he loved himself so much, how could he disappear for no reason? So she breathed a sigh of relief, held his hand tightly, and hurriedly told him what a terrible dream she had before, in the dream they were separated, and she went to a foreign country alone with countless pains.

Chen Yidong just sat there listening to her, the corners of his lips still had that good-looking smile, his face was illuminated by the sunlight refracted from the window, forming a shadow on the bridge of his tall nose, flickering and dimming, some unreal feelings, Qing Huan looked at him in a trance, trying his best to ignore the sad feeling in his heart that he couldn't tell why.

He pulled her out of the café and drove her all the way to the countryside, speeding down the straight road, lined with dense shade trees, and the smell of grass in the air.

When they came to the small building, the gray-haired old man stood in front of the building energetically, with a kind smile on his face, Chen Yidong pulled her to the old man, and introduced with burning eyes: "Qinghuan, this is my grandfather." ”

Qing Huan stood in place, looking at this scene in the bright sun, and suddenly burst into tears uncontrollably, she understood where the sadness in her heart just now came from, since the accident, she had never dreamed of Chen Yidong, maybe because of the stubborn thought in her heart - since you don't want me anymore, then I don't want to see you again, even in a dream. But she knew in her heart that Chen Yidong's departure for no reason was the most unacceptable and uncovering scar in her heart, and she had been trying to control herself not to touch it, but when a person's will was at its weakest, the psychological defense line established for himself would collapse on all fronts, and he would be attacked by the memories of the past.

She woke up from her dream crying, and lay on the bed in a daze to wipe the tears from both sides of her cheeks, and then sat up, but her head was still groggy, and in the evening the temperature rose again, and she swallowed a few pills and fell asleep. As a result, I woke up in the middle of the night with hunger, only to find that I hadn't eaten properly for almost a day and a night, and my stomach tingled for a while.

Qing Huan struggled to get up from the bed, stood up and felt dizzy for a while, she waved her hand and touched the lamp, there was a loud noise, and the room fell into darkness. She looked around, but saw only a faint light coming in through the window.

Suddenly I was very weak, and suddenly I wanted to hear that low and cold voice, and I wanted to see the face that haunted me. She bit her hand, Qinghuan, no. You can't continue to dwell on the memories of the past, you have to come out, you have to stand up on your own.

In fact, she rarely sketched the appearance of that person so carefully in her mind when she was awake, because she couldn't bear it. But illness always makes people's self-control collapse, such as now, she can no longer tell whether it is a stomach ache or a heartache, but she feels her fingertips trembling and cold sweat dripping down, slowly going downstairs in the dark, and standing in the quiet and dark living room for a long time, before slowly walking to the kitchen, opening the refrigerator to see if there is anything to eat.

As a result, I opened the refrigerator and saw that there was a crisper box in the middle, and a note was attached to it, which read: towendy.

She took it out and looked at it, and the back was written in Chinese, which was left to her by Su Jing, probably meaning that she knew that she was sick and did not eat, and she might be hungry at night, and here were porridge and shrimp dumplings packed from Chinese restaurants, which could be eaten hot.

Qing Huan was stunned for a moment, and a warm current slowly flowed in her heart, after so many days of getting along, she probably understood that Su Jing was a person who was very afraid of trouble and very selfish on the surface, but in fact, she was a hot-hearted guy, looking very impatient, but she carefully told her a lot of things that she needed to pay attention to when living in the United States.

After putting the food box in the microwave to heat it up, and then eating nothing left, she finally felt a little more comfortable in her stomach, slowly washed the box and put it away, and went back to her bedroom, picked up the desk lamp that had tripped on the floor, and saw that the alarm clock on the bedside table pointed to 3 o'clock.

Qing Huan sighed softly in her heart, climbed into bed, covered herself tightly with the quilt, closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

When she opened the door and was about to go downstairs, she happened to meet Joan also passing by her door with a schoolbag, as if she didn't expect her to open the door suddenly, Joan was stunned for a moment, and then reluctantly smiled and said hello to her. Then he hurried downstairs.

This white girl is not as cheerful and unrestrained as most white girls in Qing Huan's impression, she is always silent, no matter what she does, she is a silent person, never participates in any group activities, and her sense of presence is very low, if it is not for the occasional meeting, Qing Huan will almost forget that she has such a roommate.

"Hey, Wendy, I heard you're sick" When he got downstairs, David saw her and said with a concerned face, "How is it, are you feeling better now?"

"Much better, thank you. Qing Huan nodded politely.

"Actually, this shows that your body is warning you, because you usually exercise too little, how about it, do you want to go with me to exercise, I have a trainer in that gym, he is very nice, I can introduce him to you......"

Qing Huan's hand holding the water cup paused, and his scalp was a little numb, the enthusiasm of this American big boy sometimes always made people feel unbearable.

Before he could think of the words of kind refusal, he heard Su Jing's lazy voice ringing out, "Okay David, no one wants to go to exercise with you, we still have something to do in a while?"

After hearing this, David looked at Qing Huan, only to see that she was busy nodding, so he had to shrug his shoulders regretfully and say, "Okay then, but you really need to exercise, remember to come to me when you figure it out." With that, he took a carton of milk and left.

After he left, Qing Huan finally breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Su Jing gratefully, and then asked, "Do we have any arrangements for the afternoon?" Or did you just want to relieve me just now?"

Su Jing took a big sip of the water cup, and then smiled at her meaningfully: "Of course there is an arrangement, you forgot, I told you before, take the initiative, or do you actually don't want to enter the investment bank?"

Qing Huan sat up straight as if she had been beaten with chicken blood, because after the fever, her soft body suddenly gained strength, and she looked at her eagerly: "Of course I want to enter, tell me quickly, how to take the initiative?"

"Then don't hurry up and make breakfast, I'll go upstairs and take a shower now, and I'll go out with me after breakfast later." After Su Jing threw down the words, she turned around and left.

Qinghuan: "......"