Jiang Xiaoyan listened to the sound of "dripping", thinking that it was Liu Nanfeng coming back, but he really didn't expect it to be Gu Ju.

"What about him?" Jiang Xiaoyan stood barefoot beside the sofa in a daze, and Gu Ju pursed his lips.

"Mr. has something urgent to go back to the company, this is what he did for you tonight, and this, it should also be left for you by Sir. Jiang Xiaoyan was still a little depressed, holding a thermos bag on the dining table, no matter how beautiful the wooden carved dragon body cage drawer was, she had no appetite.

"Excuse me, help me talk to him and let him rest early. Gu Ju nodded and left, Jiang Xiaoyan sat at the dining table, looking at the dark blue checkered insulated box, his heart was moved, could he have taken advantage of the banquet time to do it? When I opened it, it was still very hot, it was beef bone soup? There was also four red porridge?

Jiang Xiaoyan opened the ancient cage drawer again, and after a pause, the lid fell to the floor, hollowing out the wooden carved dragon body, and breaking the dragon's head.

The lotus-shaped lotus cake is the most delicious pastry made by my mother when I was young. Jiang Xiaoyan's hand trembled slightly, picked up a piece of lotus cake and sipped it lightly on his lips, melting in his mouth, with the fragrance of lotus flowers and a faint aftertaste, exactly the same taste as when he was a child.

I don't know when, Jiang Xiaoyan burst into tears. She had tried to make it so many times, but she never had the taste of being young, where did Liu Nanfeng get this? This cage drawer should be very precious, did he care that she liked to eat this pastry?

"Mother......" Jiang Xiaoyan squatted on the floor, tears falling desperately, and the back of her mother ten years ago clearly reappeared in her mind, it was the last side, the last side of her thin and blackened mother and her. She has long known that her mother is no longer alive, but she has no courage after all, and she does not have the courage to face her mother's death!

Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.

Late at night, in the dark cemetery, Liu Nanfeng sat next to a cold and stiff stone tablet, raised his hand to take off his mask, paused slightly, and slowly lowered his hand, taking out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, it's not that I don't want you, I just don't have the face to see you. The faint light of the fire swayed in the summer breeze, and the lighter "boomed" through the silent cemetery.

"After so many years, I have always worn a mask to deceive myself, and I am a little tired. The red glow of the cigarette butt was slowly approached by a deep inhalation to his thin lips. In the dark, the smoke ring was blown away by the wind, just like Liu Nanfeng's heart floating in the darkness at the moment.

"Now I seem to be a little unaccustomed to wearing a mask, you say that I am very sorry for you, and I am also sorry for Wen Chu. Ahem......"

"When I'm idle, I always wonder if I did a sin in the first place, so I let you lie in this dark and cold coffin, will Wen Chu also lie on the dark and cold hospital bed because of me, what do you say? You think things have been very optimistic, you must not agree with my statement!" Fingers extinguished the cigarette butt, Liu Nanfeng took out the cigarette and lighter again, and continued to cough twice.

"If you insist on giving a reason, that is, she didn't save Wen Chu, and I, Liu Nanfeng, didn't save you, why isn't she another me, locking her in that room, and not locking herself there. Liu Nanfeng took another deep puff of cigarette, staring at the red cigarette butt, stunned.

"I used to be allergic to cigarettes, but I learned to smoke because of you and Liu Dongyun, until now, 7 years. How many 7 years are there in life? Like you, how many 7 years are there for you at the age of 18? Speaking of 18 years old, Zinuo is also 18 years old, but she will grow up and get older, not as good as you, we are not as good as you, and we will always exist as 18 years old. Ahem......"

In the early morning, Liu Nanfeng, who was covered in wind and frost, pushed open the door, and saw Jiang Xiaoyan curled up on the beige sofa, holding a cashmere pillow in his arms, and his long hair was scattered wantonly.

On the dining table was the blood-replenishing porridge soup he made for her last night and the cage drawer with the broken dragon head and dragon body, and there was not a piece of lotus cake left in the cage drawer, but the porridge and soup he made did not move at all.

Liu Nanfeng stroked his hot forehead, took a breath, and went back to the bedroom to take a bath. Jiang Xiaoyan heard the sound of the water in her hometown river in her dream, and struggled to wake up, and Liu Nanfeng's slightly dusty leather shoes pierced her eyes at the entrance. He's back?

Looking for the sound of water, Jiang Xiaoyan raised his hand and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Are you back?" Jiang Xiaoyan asked him, no one responded in the bathroom, Jiang Xiaoyan knocked three more times, and still no one responded. Jiang Xiaoyan was a little anxious, thinking that he usually didn't lock the shower, so he screwed the door and went in directly.

Liu Nanfeng, asleep in the bathtub?

"Liu Nanfeng, Liu Nanfeng?" Jiang Xiaoyan squatted on the edge of the bathtub and turned off the overflowing water, Liu Nanfeng didn't react, Jiang Xiaoyan reached out and touched his forehead, he had a terrible fever, where did he go last night?

"Liu Nanfeng, Liu Nanfeng ......" Jiang Xiaoyan shouted a few more times, Liu Nanfeng still didn't react, Jiang Xiaoyan had no choice, so he had to think of a way to take him out of the bathtub. Drained the water, wrapped a bath towel for Liu Nanfeng with a red face, and just wanted to get up with him, but then he was hugged into his arms hard, Jiang Xiaoyan's heart was shocked, and he even forgot to react.

"I got up on my own. Liu Nanfeng's voice was hoarse, and he helped her to get up in the bathtub.

"I'm a little dizzy. He said again, Jiang Xiaoyan immediately supported him, and his body was frighteningly hot at the moment.

"I'll go get you medicine, make breakfast, and you have a good rest. Taking a towel to dry him and covering the quilt, Liu Nanfeng closed his eyes and responded lightly.

Jiang Xiaoyan was busy trotting up, Liu Nanfeng opened her eyes slightly to look at her petite back, she was not wearing shoes, as if she was a naughty child who had not grown up.

"Liu Nanfeng, take medicine. Jiang Xiaoyan took a sip of hot water, and seeing that he didn't react, he hurriedly put down the water and medicine.

"Liu Nanfeng?" Jiang Xiaoyan reached out to hug his neck, put a pillow behind him, brought water and medicine, and fed it carefully.

"It's bitter. Liu Nanfeng's whole face wrinkled, Jiang Xiaoyan chuckled, this fever reducer obviously only has some medicinal taste, it seems that it is the first time Liu Nanfeng is sick and takes medicine, and he has been taking care of her all along.

"It's bitter. Liu Nanfeng said vaguely, turned around and vomited on the ground, Jiang Xiaoyan frowned, and helped him pat him on the back.

"Okay, okay, let's stop eating, I'll make you breakfast. Jiang Xiaoyan wanted to get up, and Liu Nanfeng reached out to hug her again.

"Don't go, give me a hug for a while. Liu Nanfeng's tone was a little pitiful, Jiang Xiaoyan rubbed his hair and kissed him on the cheek. Patients will always rely on the previous person because of the fragility of their bodies, which leads to the fragility of their nerves, just like Jiang Xiaoyan has always relied on Liu Nanfeng when he was in the hospital.

"Okay, okay, I'll cook porridge and come over right away, okay? Drink another half cup of hot water." Jiang Xiaoyan let go of Liu Nanfeng, and Liu Nanfeng coughed twice, his lips turned white.

After busily cooking porridge in the kitchen, Jiang Xiaoyan found another capsule, poured out the medicine inside, and filled it with mashed antipyretics.

"Liu Nanfeng, I promise that the medicine is not bitter at all, is it okay to get up and take the medicine?" Liu Nanfeng glanced at her and picked up the capsule pill with chopsticks and wrapped it in honey.

Liu Nanfeng took the medicine smoothly, Jiang Xiaoyan put down half of his heart, and fed him meat porridge after he slept for a while.

"Wasn't the food I cooked last night delicious?" Liu Nanfeng watched her carefully blow the hot porridge in the spoon, Jiang Xiaoyan sat on the edge of the bed, blew the steaming meat porridge in the spoon, and fed it to Liu Nanfeng's mouth.

"I ate a lot last night, I tried a few bites and it was delicious. Jiang Xiaoyan lied and fed him a few more sips. Liu Nanfeng thought of her eating clean lotus cake, and had doubts in his heart, seeing her appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, he raised his hand to hold her hand.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xiaoyan pretended to smile, but Liu Nanfeng shook his head again.

"If you like to eat, I'll bring it to you. Jiang Xiaoyan was stunned, he was talking about lotus cake? Last night she sat on the ground and cried while eating, if he saw her appearance, he would definitely laugh at her again.

"Liu Nanfeng, why did you think of boiling me blood nourishing soup and porridge last night?" Jiang Xiaoyan looked playful, and saw that Liu Nanfeng's face was slightly red, and he didn't know if it was because of fever or other reasons.

"I boiled it for my mother, and Secretary Gu didn't know before he said that he gave it to you. Liu Nanfeng's eyes were a little evasive, Jiang Xiaoyan's eyes were smiling, and he stuffed a large spoonful of porridge into his mouth.

"Isn't it time to say good things to please me?

"When I die, no one will bring you food, and then you will grow maggots in this room. ”

"If you die, I'll take your fingerprints to open the door and leave here, then take your bank card and get a suitcase of money and go out on the go. ”

"I'm scared to think about it! I'm still alive and well. ”

After Liu Nanfeng rinsed his mouth and fell asleep, Jiang Xiaoyan wrung a cold towel and gently wiped the fine sweat on his forehead. Liu Nanfeng often looked restless when he was asleep, his brows were furrowed, his body was tense, and he rarely turned, except for turning his back to her before going to bed. After staring for a long time, a slightly dull piano bell rang, Jiang Xiaoyan always remembered that Liu Nanfeng said that this was a song written by himself, which could be searched on the Internet, but Jiang Xiaoyan never had the opportunity to surf the Internet.

Jiang Xiaoyan glanced at the mobile phone screen, and then at Liu Nanfeng on the bed, and after hesitation, the phone stopped, and Jiang Xiaoyan was also relieved, but just when he wanted to put the mobile phone down, the mobile phone rang again.

"Hello. Secretary Gao on the other end of the phone paused, and determined the number again, Ming Xiaoyuan stood opposite Secretary Gao, looking anxious. She called Liu Nanfeng several times last night, Liu Nanfeng never turned on, and was hung up by Liu Nanfeng as soon as she got through in the morning, and she came to the company to find him uneasily.

"Hello, I'm looking for Liu Nanfeng, Mr. Liu. May I ask who you are?" Jiang Xiaoyan sat on the edge of the bed and raised his hand to change the cold towel on Liu Nanfeng's forehead.

"Oh, I want to find Secretary Gu or, Jian Chen. Jiang Xiaoyan was still apprehensive when he said the word Jian Chen, and at this time, Secretary Gao looked at Ming Xiaoyuan again, and Ming Xiaoyuan motioned for her to continue.

Jian Tezhu did not come back from a business trip, and Secretary Gu was still doing research. There are more important documents that need to be signed by Mr. Liu today, and I would like to ask where he is. There was no warning, Liu Nanfeng's hand held her hand, and Jiang Xiaoyan was a little overwhelmed.

"Then, that, Liu Nanfeng, do you want to explain it to her in person?" Although Jiang Xiaoyan spoke in a low voice, Secretary Gao still heard it clearly, but Ming Xiaoyuan didn't hear it.

"Just say it. Liu Nanfeng leaned over and hugged her, the towel on her forehead slid down, Jiang Xiaoyan was still a little nervous in her heart, she always thought that she was an invisible existence and should not be known.

"That, that, Liu, Liu Nanfeng, ah, no, Liu, Mr. Liu is not feeling well, he is not going to the company today, is there anything important? I can help you convey it. Secretary Gao listened to the woman's stumbling words, and heard the man's low laughter, and secretly thought in his heart that the two had a great relationship, if Ming Xiaoyuan knew...... Secretary Gao just wanted to say the next sentence, but the phone was snatched away by Ming Xiaoyuan.

"I'm looking for Brother Nanfeng. Ming Xiaoyuan said bluntly, Jiang Xiaoyan listened to a rather domineering tone and was a little helpless.

"He's not feeling well today, can you let him have a good day's rest!" Jiang Xiaoyan hung up the phone, glared at Liu Nanfeng, who was still raising his eyebrows and hooking his lips, and the phone slapped directly on his chest.

"Your good sister calls you Brother Nanfeng!" Jiang Xiaoyan left in a puff and went to the living room to watch a movie, Liu Nanfeng was still laughing in the room and coughing twice from time to time.