Yan Rumeng stepped forward, didn't care about that, stepped forward and touched Zhao Jing'an's forehead, and then said to himself: "It's still a little low-grade fever!" ”

At the end, Fang raised his head and pulled Zhao Jing'an to where he slept last night, "Zhao Jing'an, you go to rest first, you had a high fever last night, now you have to rest well." ”

But Zhao Jing'an didn't move, his eyes only followed the smoke like a dream, he cleared his throat slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "I'm not there yet, besides, can you get the bird's egg?" He pointed his head to the nest on the wall, his eyes clearly disbelieving.

Thinking about what I had just seen of her, I couldn't help but laugh.

Of course, Yan Rumeng could hear what Zhao Jing'an meant, coupled with Zhao Jing'an's smile, he only thought that Zhao Jing'an was laughing at her stupidity, and didn't believe that she could get the bird's egg.

I don't know what woke up in Lu Dao, didn't he wake up a long time ago? Just watch yourself climb the rock wall like a clown?

What a shame!

His face was pale, and he was suddenly a little embarrassed, but he still held on, "If you can't get it, you can't get it, besides, isn't my bird's egg for you?" Last night you were unconscious, and you had a high fever, which scared me to death, do you know the truth? ”

Maybe he remembered what happened last night, and when he looked up, his eyes were already wet, and his swollen eyes from crying last night were like a little white rabbit who had been wronged.

Zhao Jing'an looked at the appearance of Yan Rumeng, and couldn't help but recall the words he heard in his coma last night and the tears that fell on his face.

The hands touched the dry lips, the pale cheeks, and the tired eyes, as if they could still feel the hot and salty taste.

She must have been very scared last night!

Is it because you are afraid of your own death?

It should be.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have cried like that.

Somehow the bottom of his heart became extremely soft, he raised his hand to stroke his red and swollen eyes like a dream, and pulled out a smile, "Kitten, I'm fine, good, don't cry." ”

Yan Rumeng, who originally felt very aggrieved and scared, was stunned for a moment when he heard Zhao Jing'an say that, and he didn't notice that Zhao Jing'an shouted his name, and a sense of powerlessness and fear that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly broke out.

"Whew!" cried out, threw himself into the warm chest and cried, regardless of all the usual images.

The voice was intermittent, and he hiccuped, "Zhao Jing'an, you scared me to death last night, do you know what to do?" Do you know the truth? ”

The dirty and broken little hand wanted to hit Zhao Jing'an, but before he could go down, he suddenly thought that his shoulder was injured, so he withdrew his hand again.

Zhao Jingan didn't move, only let the smoke cry in his arms like a dream.

When encountering this kind of thing, it is always good to vent it.

Holding it in my heart will only make it more depressing.

Just like when I was a child, I knew about the incident, I wanted to find someone to tell but no one could trust me, so I could only bury it in my heart, silently, silently, and lick the wounds in my heart by myself.

After crying for a while, the smoke like a dream stopped, let go of his hand, took a step back, and saw that Zhao Jing'an's chest was wet with a large piece, mixed with mud, which was extremely ugly.

"Finished crying? Don't cry anymore? ”

Yan Rumeng shook her head, trying to wipe away the tears on her face with her hands, but when she saw her dirty little hands, she immediately put them down.

With such a wipe, you can't become a black-faced cat?

Don't you have to be embarrassed in front of him?

She doesn't want it!

Just as she was feeling depressed, a clean handkerchief fell on her face, slowly wiping the tears from her face.

I could feel that he was very gentle, gentle and gentle, as if he was afraid that she would be hurt.

When I looked up, I was meeting the warm and smiling eyes, stunned, stunned, and there was only one feeling in my mind: "These eyes are so beautiful!" ”

As if by magic, Yan Rumeng felt like he was in a whirlpool, slowly, slowly, being swept into it, until it was completely swallowed up at its peak.

But he was willing, even if he knew that he couldn't do it, but he still took that step in his heart, even if it was a small step, it also shortened the distance between the two a lot.

sniffed, and there was a thick nasal voice between the words, "Where did you get the handkerchief?" ”

It's not surprising that men have handkerchiefs with them, but why are they pale green? It looks like a girl's use.

Besides, why didn't you find out when I helped him undress last night? Where did this guy hide this handkerchief?

"Nature is mine." Zhao Jing'an spread out the handkerchief and let the smoke look like a dream.

With just one glance, Yan Rumeng's eyes widened, this, isn't this his own handkerchief? How could it be in his hands?

"Where did you and I get this handkerchief?" It is not until the most difficult thing that it is said correctly.

"Naturally, I picked it up." With a smile in his eyes, Zhao Jingan seemed to be very satisfied with Yan Rumeng's reaction at this time.

The eyes were round and round, shiny and shiny, exceptionally bright, but the bloodshot and blistering redness in the eyes were extremely dazzling.

frowned slightly, she shouldn't have looked like this.

"Where did you pick it up?" Yan Rumeng didn't seem to remember the handkerchief yet, and there were so many handkerchiefs that he usually used, how could he think of this little handkerchief.

If it weren't for the word 'smoke' embroidered under the handkerchief, I am afraid that even she herself would not have recognized the handkerchief as hers.

"Naturally, I picked it up when others didn't want it." The voice was slow, and she didn't want to answer the question of Yan Rumeng, thinking about when she would remember.

"Where did you pick it up?" Yan Rumeng repeated it again, this time word by word.

"It seems that this kitten can't help but be sharp and forgetful." The big palm touched the top of the head of the smoke like a dream, pressed it slightly, and said again: "Jialan Temple!" ”

Yan Rumeng, who was about to attack, was reminded by him like this, and then he remembered that this was the handkerchief he left in the peach blossom forest, but he didn't expect it to be taken by him?

But he's a big man, why is he taking a girl's handkerchief? Besides, it's a girl I've never met.

"Remembered?" Put your hand down, "When you go back in the future, you can drink more pig brains to replenish your brains." Otherwise, it's not good for the kitten to forget. ”

It's all so obvious, how can you not think of it.

pouted slightly, very unhappy and disagreeing with what Zhao Jing'an said.

What do you say 'kitten forgetful', huh? Kitten?

"Zhao Jing'an, whose kitten are you calling? I have a name. ”

"It's not a kitten, what else can it be, I lied when I met the first time, and stabbed me with a knife when I met the second time, such sharp claws, it must be a kitten."

Yan Rumeng naturally didn't expect this man to remember it so clearly, he was both surprised and happy in his heart, and he couldn't refute it for a while, he only lowered his head, stared at his toes, and left a black head for Zhao Jing'an.