Han Dong received a call from his aunt when it was almost evening, asking him to come over for dinner.

ran a trivial trip, but Han Dong didn't go to pick up the airport, and he didn't want to spare energy to deal with his aunt and the cousin who didn't have a good impression.

It's not a little festival for several years, but during this period, I read and read some things from my aunt. Han Dong was basically sure that there was no need to eat this meal.

Also, he will go to the city that he will never forget tomorrow morning. It's complicated, and I really don't have the strength to deal with anything.

prevaricated a few words, said a few soft words to my aunt, and coped with it.

His drowsy thinking made him continue to sleep upside down after putting down his phone.

He didn't seem to be in such a bad form in a while. Maybe the strength of those bottles of beer at noon hasn't gone away, or maybe he really hasn't had a good rest these days. From Wu Yunkui's involvement in a ghost, to Min Hui, and then to some entanglements in relationships, at least half of the time, he didn't sleep so peacefully.

However, life in the army was even more tense and intense than that. I haven't had this symptom either

Faintly, it seems to hear movement in the room, the smell of perfume is familiar, it is Xia Meng's.

I want to open my eyes, but I can't do it too lazily, and my mind is swollen.

"Han Dong"

Xia Meng, who had just walked into the room, called tentatively twice, but did not get a response, and took a few steps forward curiously.

She had just gotten off work and unexpectedly found that the door of Han Dong's bedroom was open. An unintentional glance made her feel that something was wrong.

Han Dong didn't take off his clothes when he slept, and he still wore it at noon. Also, there is no quilt.

Didn't this guy sleep until now, right?

At close range, the man's face seemed to be a little unusually red, his brows were tightly locked, and his breathing was heavier.

Xia Meng secretly felt that something was wrong, and tentatively shook his arm to wake people up. But as soon as she touched the man's skin, the temperature of her burning hands made her change color slightly.

Body temperature, something is very wrong. Symptoms like a fever.

She was stunned for a moment, her eyes fixed on the man's sleeping face.

It was rare to have the opportunity to observe him so closely, and even when they were together, she didn't look at him very closely.

The eyebrows are thick and the nose is straight, and the lips are pursed together, slightly dry, and there is no lack of edges and corners. The knife-like side face never seems to be able to show any weakness.

I've known him for about 20 years since I was a child.

For the first time, Xia Meng really realized that this person, this face. The more you look closely, the more something that you will never get bored of watching. I can't tell the story

The hand, moving up uncontrollably, covered the man's face, which was hotter than his arm.

The skin on the face was not as rough as expected, and there was a faint scar that raised in the palm of the hand. In Xia Meng's cold and ordinary eyes, ripples flashed. The heart, the same inexplicably softens and warms.

felt like a shower, and she also knew at this moment that Han Dong was also an ordinary person.

Growing up in a single-parent family, he was sent to the army as a teenager for so many years, and it was not as easy as he appeared.

However, I never heard him complain, and I didn't see him have any negative emotions. is like a hanger, and the perspective of looking at things is positive and optimistic.

On the contrary, I am a little stressed and tired at work, and I feel that my subordinates are the hardest all day. It's also okay to lose your temper with anyone.

The man seemed to be waking up, and Xia Meng hurriedly let go like an electric shock.

Seeing that his eyes opened, Xia Meng concealed: "Are you uncomfortable, your body is so hot!"

Under the weather?

Han Dong's brows were tightly knit, as if there was a little bit of it.

Raising his arm with great effort, he noticed that it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

However, this slight physical discomfort basically bothered him. Struggling to get up: "Why are you here?"

"I saw your door open, so I came and looked. ”

"Oh!"

"I'm going to get the thermometer for you, it must have a fever. See a doctor early if you're sick."

As he spoke, Xia Meng turned around to get it.

Han Dong looked at her back, shook his buzzing head, dragged his shoes, and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

After a while, seeing Xia Meng coming over with a thermometer, he said casually: "I'm fine." ”

"Then measure it too, hurry up, my mother-in-law is still not a man. ”

Without saying anything, she stuffed the thermometer into Han Dong's hand.

Han Dong took it in a daze and did as she said.

Xia Meng asked, "You haven't eaten dinner yet, have you?" ”

Han Dong sat back on the bed and took the book in his hand: "I'm not too hungry." ”

Xia Meng was a little annoyed by his cold attitude, but he might be unwell, so he forcibly endured and poured a glass of water: "I said, I haven't even cared about you and Shen Bingyun, and you still show me your face." ”

Han Dong didn't know what she meant, and he really couldn't understand what she wanted to express.

If she cares, the two of them will not be cold.

Xia Meng really didn't want to quarrel, so he glanced sideways and stopped paying attention to the man.

After waiting for about five minutes, she asked for the thermometer. Seeing that the mercury line stopped above thirty-nine degrees, he got up directly: "Go to the doctor, I'll go drive first, you hurry down"

Seeing that he didn't move, he scolded: "Why are you stunned, hurry up!"

"There's no need. ”

"There's no need for anything, it's thirty-nine degrees, and who has the energy to care about you in the middle of the night. ”

"Don't go. ”

Xia Meng was happy: "Han Dong, you are twenty-five this year, not a three-year-old child. Who are you angry with? ”

Han Dong frowned: "Who has the leisure to gamble, can this little thing be used to go to the hospital with great fanfare?"

"A trifle?"

"It's the little things for me. ”

"Then I'm self-inflicted. ”

Han Dong slowed down: "Don't get me wrong"

"I misunderstood something, your right hand is still wrapped in gauze, in case the fever is caused by an infection in the wound. Is this still a trivial matter? Let me ask you again, do you go to the hospital?"

Han Dong rubbed his forehead: "I just want to sleep, can you not bother me." ”

"Then you sleep, I'll call your aunt"

Han Dong hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her hand to get the phone: "Obey you." Go, this goes. ”

Xia Meng pursed her lips, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She hadn't even discovered that the name Han Yun was so lethal to Han Dong before, more effective than his father's name.

Out.

The whole street has fallen silent, and there is only one traffic.

Every bone of Han Dong himself seemed to fall apart, and he didn't want to speak, just looking at the flickering night outside the window, and the shadow of a woman driving on the glass when he occasionally passed by the light.

Of course, he also felt the changes in Xia Meng.

However, he had already questioned his feelings. This time, he really wanted to get away from her as soon as possible, away from this woman who was going to become a psychological shadow.

It's just that this will obviously become the most difficult hurdle for him to overcome.

Seeing that she usually drives very steadily, she is frequently anxious while waiting for a red light. Watching her run back and forth after going to the hospital, paying the money and going through the formalities. She was relieved when the doctor said that he was just an ordinary fever and had nothing to do with the wound. I also watched her silently go to get the medicine while he was on the drip, turn on the water, and then stare at his infusion bottle

Everything is an illusion.

Han Dong suppressed the tide-like touch, and forcibly and forcefully told himself.

It's not a concern, it's an obligation that ordinary friends do.