At this time, he suddenly remembered his mother, his mother Jiang Meilin, has always been a very temperamental woman, her temperament is not an ordinary temperament - if it is placed in ancient times, Jiang Meilin must be a talented woman, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is a very knowledgeable woman...... Sheng Yihan doesn't remember much about these, he still remembers that although there are many people in the family, his mother is always a person who likes to do everything herself...... At that time, he already remembered, it was a rainy day, it was a rainy day when only he and his mother were at home, he was sick, and he had a high fever, he still remembered, his mother was using a hot towel on his forehead, and he felt much better at that time, and then he took advantage of a trace of sleepiness to fall asleep peacefully, I don't know when he opened his eyes in a daze, and some anxious, hopeful eyes were all gathered on him...... And there were also men and women dressed in white, who touched him here and there......

There is no hot towel, so he can only sacrifice his clothes, the coat is too thick, the shirt is barely okay, find a broken bowl that is some years old, although the broken bowl is broken, it can still be loaded with water, although it is dirty, wash it with water, it is better than nothing - he found tools and put the broken bowl on the fire, which boiled hot water, the fire was still strong, and after burning for more than ten minutes, he felt that it was okay, so he soaked the shirt that he took off from him in hot water, twisted it dry, and felt that the temperature was okay, so he moved to the bed and rested on Su Wanwan's forehead......

Hot towels are good, but just easy to get cold. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He had to stay in front of the bed, touch it, or when the time came, he felt that the towel was already cold, so he immediately took it and changed it, again and again, again and again...... Maybe it's because he was already tired before, and now he's even more tired, and when he's too tired, he doesn't feel tired.

She fainted, but she didn't wake up until now, probably too lazy to wake up, and simply fell asleep...... He sat in front of her bed, guarding her like this, he squinted, and he was not afraid of when he would get tired and fall asleep - he slept, who would change her towel!

He seemed to have set an alarm clock for himself, and when he reached the point, he would suddenly wake up, suddenly open his eyes in shock, and then panicked to change the hot towel on her forehead, as if if he didn't change it, she would die...... However, what was panicked was his mood at that moment, but his hands and feet were not panicked at all, he knew that they were going to leave here alive together, live together for dawn, live together for dawn and then leave here...... So he had to take care of her, and he enjoyed this kind of care for her very much.

He found himself going to fall in love with her who slept like this...... Like a cat, she is much more docile at the moment.

In fact, Su Wanwan is a girl who needs to be protected, she is like a hedgehog, she has been protecting herself, even if she is covered in thorns, he still wants to hug her tightly, just hug her and say nothing...... At this moment, he felt that no matter what she was, she was unique, and he liked her no matter what.

Such a night faded away as he kept changing the towel on her forehead...... As the sun rises in a semicircle from a gray cloud about a foot wide from the treetops, it leaps out in less than two minutes, radiating a dazzling brilliance, like an oval red light pulled up by an invisible thread...... When the sunlight comes into the house – of course, the sunlight easily shines into the house, because there are too many gaps.

It was dawn, he went to sleep, but she woke up - she moved her eyelashes slightly, and then there was no movement, and after a while, she finally barely opened her eyes, and the dazzling sunlight made her very unaccustomed, she subconsciously closed her eyes again, and then tried to open them slowly again......

With an eye wave, she found Sheng Yihan lying in front of her bed, looking at him sleeping soundly, she suddenly didn't want to wake him up, even if this person was sleeping, he was still so charming, the thick eyebrows, the tall nose, and the beautiful lip shape, all of them were showing nobility and elegance...... A man can grow like this, which is one of the few in the world......

Maybe he was aware of this slightest movement - he suddenly woke up, as if he had dreamed a long, long dream, that hazy appearance, that innocent little expression, on his fair face, there was nothing that was not sultry...... At this moment, he rubbed his sleepy eyes in a daze, and at a certain moment fixed his gaze on Su Wanwan's body, "......Are you awake?"

She looked at him, "Hmm. ”

"What do you think?"

"Huh?"

"Did you sleep well last night?"

She smiled, "It's good. ”

Then, as if suddenly he realized something, he reached out a hand and touched her forehead, which had been hot since last night—it was finally no longer hot.

However, Su Wanwan didn't know what was going on - maybe she was confused...... All she knew was that she had been confused all along. At this moment, she asked him somehow, "What are you doing?" ”

He turned around and said lightly, "Touch your fever to subside." ”

"I have a fever?"

"yes, even my head burned out."

"Then why don't I burn it now?"

"You have self-healing powers!"

In fact, Su Wanwan believes in Sheng Yihan's sentence 'You have a self-healing function', because there are such examples, she used to catch a cold, didn't remember to take medicine, and didn't bother to take injections, but it got better unconsciously, probably this is the 'self-healing function'...... It wasn't until she found the towel she had on her forehead, and saw a broken bowl on top of the burnt fire, that she thought she probably knew all this...... In addition to her, there is only Sheng Yihan left in this house, not Sheng Yihan, is it a ghost!

She raised her eyebrows and asked him, "You did it......"

"What?"

"You put this towel on my forehead?"

"Who else in this room but you and me?"

She rolled her eyes with a smile on her face, and said strangely, "This forest is so deep, if something sneaks in in the middle of the night, maybe it will be!" ”

"If something does come in, it's coming for you!"

"That's not necessarily, this, I don't do bad things in my life, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, so some people are afraid of ghosts, and they must have done something bad!" (To be continued.) )