A little sunlight leaked from the gap in the curtain, Song Han shook his eyelashes, slowly opened his eyes, and felt the steady breathing of Lin Yun'er in his arms still sleeping in his arms.

Song Han sneaked out a hand that was originally holding Lin Yun'er, touched the mobile phone on the bedside table, and looked at the time on the mobile phone screen, it was already half past eight.

He gently pushed Lin Yun'er in his arms, and said softly in her ear: "Yun'er, it's almost time to get up, it's half past eight." I guess Auntie and they have all gotten up, and if you don't get up yet, you will be laughed at that you are a little lazy pig. ”

Lin Yun'er didn't react, and was already asleep with a steady breathing. Song Han frowned, stretched out his hand, and pinched Lin Yun'er's little qiong's nose, trying to wake her up.

"Huh?" Lin Yun'er opened her slightly heavy eyelids and answered softly, her eyes full of tiredness, "Song Han oppa, you're awake!" My head hurts. Lin Yun'er said this sentence as if she had exhausted all the strength of her body, and slowly closed her heavy eyelids.

Song Han was stunned for a moment, and secretly said that it was not good. saw that Lin Yun'er's face was ruddy to the extreme, her eyes were closed, and her breathing was much thicker. He subconsciously poked into Lin Yun'er's forehead, only to feel that his tentacles were hot, as if he was almost about to cook something. Song Han was startled, quickly got up, and walked out the door.

"Xiao Han is up, why don't you change your clothes, and you're still wearing pajamas? By the way, what about Yuna? She didn't get up. As soon as Song Han arrived in the living room outside, Liu Shuya, who was sitting on the sofa with a remote control board in one hand and adjusting the TV station, and an apple in the other, greeted her.

The anxious Song Han seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Auntie, is there any fever medicine at home?" Yuna may have been drenched in the rain yesterday afternoon, but now she has a fever, and the fever is so hot! No matter how much she screamed, she couldn't wake her up. ”

"What? Yuna she has a fever? Liu Shuya couldn't sit still at this time, and hurriedly threw away the apple and remote control board in her hand. Standing up, he hurriedly comforted Song Han and said, "Xiao Han, don't worry, don't worry. You go boil a pot of water first, and give Yun'a a warm compress first. No, we'll take Yun'er to the hospital when the time comes. He said. Liu Shuya ran to Song Han's room.

Song Han doesn't ink either, and no one is more anxious than the current Song Han. As fast as he could, he ran into the kitchen, filled a pot of water and boiled it.

Song Han boiled boiling water, hugged the basin and returned to the room with a towel. Liu Shuya is not the only one in the room. Li Xianhui didn't know what to do, so she sat next to the bed and guarded Lin Yun'er.

"Hurry up and give Yun'er a warm compress, I saw it just now, it's good that the burn is not very high. Wait a minute, I'll go to my room and find some fever medicine for her to take, it should be fine. Liu Shuya immediately instructed Song Han to help Yun'er apply a hot compress.

"Auntie, Yun'er's forehead is so hot. Why don't you go to the hospital! Song Han was worried that it would be chaotic, afraid that such a simple treatment would not help Lin Yun'er reduce her fever.

"Xiao Han, it's okay for you to go to the hospital. However, Yuna can't, she is a big star in South Korea after all, what if she is recognized by someone? Liu Shuya directly interrupted Song Han's thoughts.

"Oh!" Song Han responded, feeling that what Liu Shuya said seemed to be right. Immediately, he lowered his head and went to work. Throw a towel into the basin with hot water, soak and wring it out. I wanted to put it on Lin Yun'er's forehead.

"Ah, brother, you're too stupid, let me come!" Li Xianhui immediately stepped forward, slapped Song Han's hand away, took the towel in Song Han's hand, and helped Lin Yun'er warm it up.

At this time, Liu Shuya came in the door, and Song Han helped Lin Yun'er, who was lying on the bed, to snuggle her into his arms, and gently made her open her ruddy mouth. Feed a little potion.

After a long period of work, I finally finished everything. Liu Shuya said to Song Han: "Xiao Han, Xianhui and I went out first, you can accompany Yun'er by yourself!" She should be sober soon. He said. Liu Shuya pulled Li Xianhui, who was in a daze in front of Lin Yun'er's bed for some reason, and pulled her out of the room. Immediately, he tiptoed the door shut.

Song Han looked at Lin Yun'er, who was still unconscious in front of the bed, and gently held her bare hand.

Suddenly, Lin Yun'er, who was sleeping quietly on the bed, seemed to be dreaming, and her cheeks were constantly twitching uncomfortably. He kept shouting "Song Han" and "Sikaoni" so repeatedly. Song Han seemed to think of something, and was stunned for a moment, not feeling a little stunned.

And Lin Yun'er seemed to be doing some nightmare, in a coma, screaming several times, cold sweat, Song Han panicked all of a sudden, didn't know what to do, and was at a loss, until finally, Lin Yun'er inadvertently waved her arms, grabbed Song Han's shoulders, propped herself up, and snuggled directly into Song Han's arms, as if she had something to rely on, and gradually calmed down and fell asleep quietly.

Song Han gently patted Lin Yun'er's back, kept whispering in Lin Yun'er's ear, and said in Korean: "Yun'er, I have always been by your side, and I will not leave." Oppa, it's always been there. ”

Lin Yun'er, who was already quiet, didn't know what she dreamed again, and with a strong hand, she grabbed the clothes on Song Han's body tightly, and even her nails were still stuck in the flesh, and Song Han grinned in pain. Song Han was helpless, just patted Lin Yun'er's back gently and rhythmically, comforting softly.

Song Han didn't know how long he had been beating, and he felt a little tired. The hand that slapped Lin Yun'er became weaker and weaker.

At this time, a person came in at the door, it was Li Xianhui. "Brother, it's noon, you haven't eaten, you go eat a little first! I'm here to help you take care of Yun'er's sister-in-law. ”

Song Han looked at Lin Yun'er in his arms, and felt that she really wouldn't wake up for a while. Immediately, he gently put down Yun'er's body, let her lie flat on the bed and said, "Okay, Xianhui, I'll go to dinner first, you can help take care of Yun'er first!" ”

After Song Han turned to leave, Li Xianhui sighed and helped Lin Yuna change a towel for a hot compress.

sat down next to Lin Yun'er, with her hands on her thighs, her hands covering her face, her shoulders staggering, and although she tried her best to restrain herself, she still let out a low choked sound.

She was crying.

Lin Yun'er on the bed opened her eyes slightly, and saw that Li Xianhui, who was crying in front of her, was a little inexplicable, and stretched out her hand with great effort, and pulled the corner of Li Xianhui's clothes, "Xianhui, why are you crying, what?" Did Song Han oppa bully you? ”

Unexpectedly, Lin Yun'er didn't speak, but when she heard her words, Li Xianhui's originally forbearant sadness was even worse, and suddenly broke out, her voice immediately became much higher, crying loudly, and her original jade-like face was also covered with pearl-like tears.

Lin Yun'er panicked this time, as if Li Xianhui was made to cry by her, and even stammered a little when she spoke weakly, "You....you....don't cry, what the hell is going on?" ”

Li Xianhui's eyes were hazy with tears, looking at Lin Yun'er's panicked appearance, she gritted her teeth, shook her head again, and still blurted out, "Yun'er's sister-in-law, I'm sorry for you." I didn't like to see you before, and the text messages you sent to Song Han OPPA a few days ago were all replied to by myself. This deep self-reproach, with a bit of sadness, said sadly.

Lin Yun'er: "Poof! Di smiled, "Xianhui, I don't blame you, what do you blame yourself!" What a silly boy. If, without you, how could I have come to China? Why are you with Song Han oppa? ”

"You really don't blame me?" Li Xianhui stopped crying, and still looked at Song Han with misty eyes.

The corners of Lin Yun'er's mouth raised slightly, and she nodded at Li Xianhui with a smile

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