In dreams, in hopeless darkness.

She seemed to see her mother, but only her back, leaving before her eyes.

The figure walked quickly, disappearing into the darkness almost instantly.

With her fingers spread, she tried to grab it, but what she caught was nothingness.

"Don't go...... Don't go ......."

Tears welled up in my eyes.

She cried very sadly, but it was very real.

It wasn't like before, when she deceived him with her tears, and deceived him like she had done before.

It's really sad, like a young beast that has lost the care of its mother.

Lu Yan lowered his head and kissed her uncontrollable tears, and reached out to grab her hand that was struggling to lift, as if he wanted to grab something.

Weak and boneless little hands, cold and cold.

It seems that it can't be covered with heat.

But she suddenly stopped making a fuss, just trembling and huddled in his arms, but her hand did not let go of half a minute, and shook it with him.

"Well, don't cry. Get some sleep, and you'll be fine when you wake up...... Good ......"

took out the patience and gentleness that treated Jingjing, Lu Yan almost treated her like a daughter, holding her in his arms and comforting her.

I almost didn't sing her a lullaby.

However, since the two of them held hands together, Bo Jinghan stopped making trouble.

Although the tears were still flowing, the person was quiet, and there was even a shallow softness on the corner of his mouth.

It's like dreaming about something that satisfies her.

Warm lights enveloped the bedside.

The lights and shadows are sufficient, a pair of excellent figures, under this silent light, reflecting a gentle and delicate nickname, and it seems to compose the charm and peace of the years.

Lu Yan maintained the same posture and sat like that.

It wasn't until the drip was over that he skillfully pulled out the needle.

Then he took a thermometer and took her temperature.

Compared with the previous high fever of nearly 40 degrees, although the temperature is still burning at this time, it can be regarded as lowering.

Unpacked an ice pack and pasted it for her, Lu Yan turned the little girl over and laid it flat on the bed, picked up the alcohol cotton ball that Wang Feiwan gave him before, and gently wiped her back to cool her down.

If you think about it carefully, this action, this scene, is ambiguous and fragrant enough.

In particular, Bo Jinghan will also make one or two noises because of the cold feeling of ironing hot skin, and it seems to be moaning. Moaning lowly.

But Lu Yan is meticulous and clean.

The black eyes that are running with flames are very pure, and there is no uncontrollable desire.

It's just that when she is finely whispering, he pinched the fingers of the alcohol cotton ball, and he would unconsciously stiffen slightly for half a second.

Indeed, it is understandable that the attraction and affection between men and women have a little physiological need.

But at this moment, the kind of pity and pampering that emanates from the depths of the heart has covered up the most primitive ** like a beast.

Not conquest, not possession.

It is careful thoughtfulness and care, full of ground, thick, and inadvertently revealed.

It is more real and affectionate than the beauty of the bed!

And he didn't know that the seeds of affection had already germinated......

After a toss, her body temperature dropped a lot, and her breathing stabilized, but she still shivered from time to time.

Looking at the pitiful little appearance that can transform people's hearts, Lu Yan took a deep breath, simply took off his clothes and climbed into bed, hugging her.

As if she had found warm solace, she slowly fell asleep.

But Lu Yan had a hard time this night......