"What's wrong?" Feng Hao asked distressedly as he frowned at her.

"It's nothing, maybe I missed the meal, and my stomach is a little upset!" she said, forcing herself to take a few small sips of soup.

"You don't need to be strong, though, with me. But when I'm not with you, at the very least, you have to take care of your body, understand?" he stroked her head, her hair was long and straight, black and shiny, like black satin, and like a black waterfall.

His slender fingers grabbed a strand at random, twisting and wound in circles, like a net, more like a knot, but most like each other, as if no one could break with each other.

"I'll ask the doctor to come and take a look......" Feng Hao, who hurried back from K City, didn't actually eat lunch, but seeing that she had no appetite, he lost his appetite.

Xia Yucheng hurriedly grabbed the corner of his clothes and shook his head: "Forget it! I'm fine, I just want to sleep, I'm so tired!

He looked down at her and asked, "Really?"

She nodded, got up slowly, and before she could stand firmly, she was already picked up by Feng Hao, walked to the side of the bed, and put it down gently.

Getting into the white sheet with gold hand-embroidered lace, Xia Yucheng closed her eyes, dizzy and uncomfortable.

"Will it be okay to sleep with me?" she murmured.

When you're not feeling well, it feels a lot better to have him by your side.

Feng Hao didn't answer, and lay down beside her, and she subconsciously drilled into that warm and familiar embrace. Found a comfortable position and quieted down.

He was half-reclining, one hand around the top of her head, patting her smooth back, one hand holding her small soft hand, rubbing the back of her hand with his fingers.

After a while, the breathing of the person in his arms gradually smoothed out and evened. Seeing her two rows of finely curled eyelashes fanning slightly uneasily, he leaned down and kissed her forehead lovingly.

"Sleep! I'm here!" he said softly.

"Hao!" Xia Yucheng whispered like a dream.

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry!"

Feng Hao's body stiffened, and she finally said the three words he didn't like to hear the most to him, I'm sorry!

In fact, he couldn't really be angry with her, and punishing her was no different from punishing himself.

Finally, Xia Yucheng fell asleep groggyly.

Feng Hao was afraid that she would wake up, so he stayed with her for a while, and then carefully got up and got out of bed and gently closed the curtains.

Then he went to the cloakroom and changed his clothes, a white shirt and dark trousers. The well-handmade, finely cut clothes, although simple, are so extraordinary when worn on him.

……

"Didi!" In the quiet room, a mobile phone beep sounded.

He looked at it, it was sent from the bag that Xia Yucheng had dropped on the floor.

He ignored it and headed for the door.

"Didi!"

"Didi!"

"Didi!"

……

Feng Hao frowned slightly, because the room was too quiet, so the crisp dripping sound seemed a little harsh. He glanced at the sleeping woman on the bed, turned over, bent down to pick up her bag, took out her phone, and put it on the bed stool.

Just about to turn off the phone, the phone rang.

Before he hung up the phone, his eyes reached the caller ID in seconds, Mr. Lu!

This number is the wrong contact name, Xia Yucheng has not changed it since the first time he got it.

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