She hid beside him like a kitten again, and he liked Mu Qingqing like this the most, well-behaved and obedient.

However, as long as it is Mu Qingqing, when has he not liked it?

The branches were burning, bringing a burst of warmth, and there wasn't much chill in the cave at this time.

I don't know when, Mu Qingqing fell asleep, Quan Zichen also fell asleep, and the two leaned against each other, quiet and harmonious.

When Mu Qingqing was sleeping, she kept rubbing into Quan Zichen's arms, obviously using Quan Zichen as her pillow.

His chest was warm, and she felt comfortable holding him.

The branches were slowly burning and crackling, and beyond that, the sound of water and their breathing remained in the cave.

The heavy rain fell at about 4 o'clock in the morning, at first there were a few muffled thunder "booms", and then the soybean-sized raindrops fell from the sky.

The raindrops hit the ground, the river, and the leaves of the trees, making a loud noise, and the rain was menacing.

Soon, the rain became heavier and heavier, as if it was falling from the sky.

The mist was thick in the air, hazy and illusory.

The rain extinguished the fire that was still burning, and did not allow it to spread further. However, there was still a heavy smell of smoke in the air.

Mu Qingqing was woken up by the sound of rain, because the sound was too loud.

She rubbed her eyes, and then realized that she was already lying in Quan Zichen's arms.

She grabbed Quan Zichen's arm, and suddenly, she found that he was so hot!

Mu Qingqing was so frightened that he fell asleep, and touched his forehead, it was so hot!

Quan Zichen was hot all over his body, and he had a fever!

Mu Qingqing shook his arm: "Quan Zichen, Quan Zichen, wake up." ”

Quan Zichen frowned, and wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't open them, only feeling that Mu Qingqing was calling his name in his ear.

"Quan Zichen, wake up, don't sleep." Mu Qingqing was frightened.

Now, he's really hot!

She went to check his wound again, but fortunately, all the blood from the wound had stopped, and the wound had not cracked.

He just had a fever.

Quan Zichen heard Mu Qingqing shouting his name in his ear, but he was weak.

In the haze, he raised his hand, wanting to touch her face.

"Why is it so hot......" Mu Qingqing was so anxious that she was about to cry.

It was raining heavily outside, the mountain road had been sealed, and there were only her and Quan Zichen in the cave.

With no food, no change of clothes, and no medicine, Mu Qingqing felt bursts of despair.

"Quan Zichen, you hold on, you wake up." Mu Qingqing pinched his arm.

Feeling a little pain, Quan Zichen opened his eyes hard, and he saw that she was crying......

He smiled reluctantly, his lips pale and weak, and his face was like a blank sheet of paper.

Mu Qingqing had never seen Quan Zichen like this, she regretted it very much, he must not have an accident......

If something happens to him, there are three long and two short, she ...... I will never live again.

"Silly girl." He held out his fingers and wiped the tears from her face.

Mu Qingqing grabbed his hand, he woke up, fortunately, he woke up, and he could still talk to her.

"You hold on." Mu Qingqing choked up.

Quan Zichen nodded and didn't speak again, he had no strength.

Mu Qingqing picked up the square towel and ran to the side of the water to get wet.

The water on the mountain was cold, and she knew that the cooler the better, and she would pray for him.

Wetting the square towel, she wrung out the water on it and helped Quan Zichen to lie on her lap.

She placed the cold square scarf on his forehead, hoping that it would make him feel better.

When he leaned against her, she felt like her whole being was on fire.

There was still the sound of rain outside, and she was very confused when she listened to it.

Quan Zichen was lying on her lap, his face was pale and solemn, and his whole brow was furrowed.

Mu Qingqing knew that he must be very uncomfortable. It's not that she hasn't had a high fever, and that feeling is really worse than death.

"Quan Zichen, if you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me." Mu Qingqing said nervously.

"Hmm." He replied faintly from his throat.

Mu Qingqing touched his forehead again, it was very hot, and the cold square scarf turned into Mu Re after a while.

She simply tore another piece of cloth from her skirt, so that she could take turns to admire him.

However, the effect was not great, the temperature on his forehead had dropped a little, but his body was still hot.

Mu Qingqing was very anxious and kept thinking of a way.

In the end, she decided to take off her clothes for him.

As soon as the clothes were taken off, she touched his body, and sure enough, it was very hot and hot.

She extinguished some of the fire and moved him to a cooler place, but it didn't have much effect.

"Quan Zichen, can you hear me?" She was in a hurry.

"Hmm......" Quan Zichen replied.

Fortunately, Mu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, he was still conscious.

She slept too soundly in the middle of the night, and she regretted why she didn't watch him, otherwise, he wouldn't have had a high fever, and he burned so badly.

She held his head, and this time, instead she held him in her arms.

"You can't have anything, Quan Zichen, if you have something, I won't live anymore......" Mu Qingqing cried.

When Quan Zichen heard it, he shook his head and smiled: "It's so stupid." ”

"I'm not stupid, I mean it, Quan Zichen, do you know that I love you very much, do you know?!" Mu Qingqing cried.

Quan Zichen's consciousness was a little blurred, and he didn't have the strength to respond to her anymore.

Mu Qingqing was anxious, and kept using cold water to cover his forehead.

In desperation, she took off her skirt and held him in her arms.

Undressed, she was cold, but he was too hot, and after a while, she couldn't feel the cold.

"Put on your clothes." Quan Zichen felt it, he frowned, and tried his best to breathe.

"I don't wear it." Mu Qingqing held him in his arms.

When Quan Zichen leaned on her, his body did feel better, but he didn't want her to let her catch a cold!

"Put it on." He frowned and scolded.

But because of his illness, his scolding lost his usual majesty, but it was enough to make Mu Qingqing pause.

"I don't wear it." She hugged him tighter and tighter.

Quan Zichen really couldn't resist her, and only sighed softly: "You're going to catch a cold." ”

Mu Qingqing shook his head: "I'm in good health, it's fine." ”

"You're weak." Quan Zichen sighed again.

"It's fine." Mu Qingqing was very persistent.

She remembered that she once asked him: If I hadn't survived three years ago, what would you be like now?

She remembered that the answer Quan Zichen gave her was, if you leave, I will not live alone.

Now, if something happens to him, she won't be alone.

Quan Zichen saw that she was very persistent, and he didn't say anything more, he was now powerless.