"That's not ...... You're sick, can't I write properly? He defended himself. In fact, this is the case, change her towel for a while, and try to see if her hot water bottle is still hot, how can you concentrate on writing?

"Rewrite!" treats his bad words, she is like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and there is no affection to talk about.

He held the practice sticker that she threw back, and had nothing to say.

The alarm clock on the bedside table was already pointing to eleven o'clock, thinking that he had worked hard for her for half the night, she opened her grace, "Let's rewrite it tomorrow!" You go back to your room and go to sleep. ”

He stood beside her bedside for a moment, "I'd better write now, you sleep...... Niche"

She didn't have the strength to argue with him, so she followed him.

After the fever subsided, her whole body was as weak as a pump, and coupled with the torture of menstrual cramps, she was so tired that she didn't want to say another word.

She didn't know what was going on with the fever, and she bumped into her good friend so coincidentally. Her body has not stopped since she was a child, and even menstrual cramps are more serious than others, and when she was young, she was admitted to the hospital twice in three days.

It's just that at that time, she had a mother and a father.

She can't remember how many times, in the middle of the dark night, she suddenly had a fever and was carried on her father's back and went straight to the hospital.

The feeling of being sick was very uncomfortable, but in retrospect, she was pillowed on her father's broad shoulders, smelling the smell of her father coming out of his collar, and she never thought of being afraid......

At the age of thirteen, experiencing the pains of growing up for the first time, her mother hugged her and gently told her that their little princess had grown up. At that time, she could hug her mother's neck and be coquettish, she could cry in her mother's arms, and even pour out the brown sugar ginger tea that her mother boiled willfully, but she was never afraid......

Perhaps, her subconscious thinks that her parents will always be behind her like a mountain, so she never knows what she is afraid of, however, the mountain will also have a day when it cracks and collapses, and no one will carry her sick on her back in the dark night, no one will coax her to drink the ginger tea she doesn't like, and no one will tell her, Xiaohe, don't be afraid......

Actually, she would really be scared......

Just like tonight, in the sudden pain, afraid that there is no end to this darkness and pain, fear, this huge world is only herself......

Warm tears flowed into her eyes, her eyes opened a small slit, the soft light of the desk lamp on the desk dimmed a faint warm halo in the tears, the room was so quiet, the sound of him flipping the notebook as he wrote clearly came to her ears......

In an instant, tears welled up in her eyes, accompanied by an irrepressible sob, which was also very evident in the quiet night.

"What's wrong with you?" He heard it, put down his pen, returned to her, and in the light, found the tears on her face, "Crying? ”

She turned around and covered herself with a quilt, everyone has a side that wants to hide, and the reason for crying at the moment, she will not say it anyway......

"Hey, what are you doing with the blindfolds? The air is not good! Come out! He ripped off her quilt and exposed her head.

She turned her head and buried herself in the pillow again.

"Doesn't it still hurt...... he never guessed the girl's thoughts, nor did he learn how to comfort the girl, so he could only guess clumsily based on his subjectivity.

"Uh-huh......" buried in the pillow, she muffled to agree, so be......

"I'm going to change the hot water." He picked up the hot water bottle and went downstairs, witnessing the girl's pain for the first time, and wondered why the Creator had such an injustice, is this the difference between a boy and a girl?

Approaching late at night, the people of the Xiao family had already fallen into a deep sleep, he changed the water, came to her room lightly, simply closed the door, and handed her the hot water bottle again.

She hugged it and put it on her lower abdomen, letting the heat warm her sweaty and cool body.

"Haven't you had any?" He asked.

She just nodded, silently.

He stood for a moment, without saying a word between the two, but he did not leave the room, and continued to return to the desk to write, and from time to time, he would look back at her, until he saw her eyes closed, breathing heavily, and guessed that she was asleep.

He had finished writing all the words she was required to rewrite, but he still did not stop, on her desk, continued to practice, did not feel tired, the air was mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus, and in the sound of her even breathing, his mind gradually calmed down.

I don't know how long later, the coolness of the night seeped in, and even he felt cold, so he put down his pen, closed the open window, and closed the fragrance of osmanthus in the garden.

On the bed, she let out a dreamy whisper, "Mommy, Mommy......"

The first time I heard her call her mother, it was very clear.

He walked quickly to the bed, found that her cheeks were red, touched her face, and it was hot again, and the fever came back again......

While she was still asleep, he picked up the thermometer and reached for her collar.

He paused as he was about to touch the collar of her pajamas, and as far as his eyes could see, her slender white neck and protruding graceful collarbones.

After a brief hesitation, he lifted the round neck of her pajamas, lifted her arm, and lowered the thermometer to her armpit.

In the course of extreme speed, he still saw her barely developed breasts, and pale pink nipples/tips.

Her body, still like a child, could not be compared with those plump women in the pictorial, but he was inexplicably breathing heavily, his heartbeat was unusually fast, and all that lingered in his mind was her fair, flat breasts, like a white jade carving glimpsed in the dark night.

He entered her bathroom, and tried his best to flush his face under the cold water before he washed away the picture, propping up the cold washstand, he looked at himself in the mirror and secretly blamed himself: Xiao Yiting, you have the potential of a beast!

He stayed in the bathroom until it was time to take his temperature, and then he went out. When he took the thermometer, he didn't look down, fumbled and quickly pulled it out, and her body temperature soared to more than 38 degrees again.

The time to take the medicine again has not yet come, and he doesn't know what to do, so he guards her and gives her a cold compress, hoping to have a physical cooling effect.

The moment the cold towel was placed on her forehead, she frowned and muttered in her mouth, "Mom, sing to Xiaohe, Mom ......"

Xiao He? He thought it was these two words, did the people in her family call her Xiaohe?

In the dream, she suddenly became excited, her body turned uneasily, and her mouth kept screaming "Mommy, Mommy......"

Is this a nightmare? He grabbed her by the shoulders and woke her up, "Sister! Wake up, sister! ”

She opened her eyes, their sockets flushed, and the breath she exhaled was burning to her face.

Consciousness was blurred for a brief moment, not knowing where he was, nor seeing who was in front of him, but instinctively calling out, "Mom......"

"Sister, it's me, you're dreaming." His face obscured the light in front of her, and it became clear in her vision.

She looked at him in a daze, and suddenly said, "Second brother, read to me." ”

He looked at her inexplicably, but didn't ask why, only asked, "What are you reading?" ”

"Whatever, read the English text."

He was stunned, he couldn't understand what her intentions were, was she sick and confused and didn't know the time, so she asked him to read English in the middle of the night? Or do you want to listen to English texts as luliums?

"Bring me English books, second brother." Her feeble voice was unmistakably determined, telling him that she wasn't joking.

As a boy, as a man who has grown up, of course he will not worry about the weak girl who is sick, and he will read it to her when he says English!

He took her English book, opened the first lesson and asked, "Do you want to read the first lesson?" ”

"Uh-huh......" she stared at the ceiling with her eyes open.

He read it openly, and when he had finished the lesson, he found that her eyes were closed, and he thought she was asleep, so he stopped.

However, just stopped, she opened her eyes again, and there was a faint impatience in her eyes, "Second brother, read again, keep reading." ”

"Oh......" Her reaction was so surprised that he glanced at her and continued with the second lesson.

She was a little nervous, so she slowly relaxed her expression, and wanted to try to keep her eyes open and not sleep, but she couldn't resist the tiredness, and fell asleep again......

She wouldn't let him know that the reason why she wanted him to keep reading the text was because in the sleeping darkness, in the dark dreams, she was alone in the quiet of the world struggling, alone in the quiet loneliness and afraid, she wanted to hear the voice, she wanted to feel, she was not alone......

He didn't know where to read it was the end, she fell asleep, no one told him to stop, he kept reading, while reading and paying attention to her body temperature, continued to use a cold towel to give her a cold compress, until he was tired of reading, tiredness hit, he leaned on the head of the bed, lying on his side and continued to read, finally, he really couldn't hold on, he didn't know what he was reading at all, he just felt so leaning, the air around him was filled with a special smell, it was a mixture of the fragrance and the faint smell of sweat on her body, it was the breath that belonged to the girl's boudoir, His mind was a little messy.

It's just that exhaustion outweighs everything, and then later, he leaned on the head of the bed and fell asleep, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the book fell......

Ye Qinghe has the habit of getting up early, and the alarm clock always goes off before dawn.

At dawn the next day, the two were woken up by the alarm clock at the same time.

She slept on the inside with the quilt on, while he, crooked on the outside, slept all night without anything.

When they looked at each other and realized that the other person existed, he jumped up quickly and moved away from her bed, "I'll go pour hot water and give you medicine!" ”

Everything from last night gradually became clear in my mind.

Sickness, pain, memories, the sound of reading, and the hand resting on her lower abdomen......

What a messy and ridiculous night......

However, at this moment, she only thought about the absurdity of this night, but she never thought that such a night was the only night in her life, and no one would use the warmth of her palms to drive away the pain for her in the autumn night with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and no one would read English texts almost all night to help her sleep peacefully;

Like, he won't think about whether he will be like tonight in his life, with the young and ignorant mind of a young man, and take care of other women in the most innocent and stupid way......

Before the family got up, he poured warm water for her and fed her medicine.

The arrival of dawn made some intimacy in the darkness more distant, and some fragility and sorrow were hidden, and she returned to her usual calmness and indifference.

She felt the need to thank him for his busy night.

"Second brother, I worked hard for you last night, thank you." Decent tone, flat indifferent expression.

This is the sister he is familiar with, he is not surprised, and smiled, "You're welcome, you are my sister!" If you don't want to trouble my parents, who else can you rely on but me? It's just that he has never learned how to take care of people, let alone how to take care of patients.

"Thank you anyway, you can go back to your room and rest." She is ordering the eviction of guests in disguise, the sky is about to dawn, and the people of the Xiao family are about to get up, if people find out that he slept in her room all night, what is the matter?

"Kick me away when you're done using it?" He laughed and joked, "Okay, you can get some more sleep, and I'll go to sleep too......"

He yawned, suddenly remembered something, and laughed, "Sister, we don't have a project today, and you're sick again, so just ask for leave and don't go to school." ”

"Hmm." Is there any need for her to go to the sports meeting like this?

"That'...... Can you tell me the password? For my sake, I took care of you last night! He grinned, if he could get the password, it would be worth it for a few more nights......

"No way!" She decisively refused, "You go to bed this morning and do two sets of test questions in the afternoon." Everything is done according to thirty chapters. ”

"......" He walked out of her room without saying a word, he was still the same him, and he couldn't get rid of his childishness......

After returning to the room, he lay down on the bed, after a busy night, and soon the fatigue hit, he fell asleep, and was sleeping soundly, when someone called.

"Hello?" He took it impatiently.

"Second child, I heard that you have a sports meeting today? How about your school after my boss and I get out of school? "There was Chen'an's voice over there.

"What are you playing! I'm at home! Rest today! His voice was sleepy, languid.

"You're still sleeping? You lazy! Hurry up! ”

"Don't make noise...... he was confused, his thinking was a little confused, "I was tired of tossing and turning in my sister's room last night......"

"What?!" Zuo Chen'an's voice exploded like thunder on the phone, "You brute! Are you still human? Your sister is only sixteen years old! ”

Xiao Yiting was sobered up by him, and defended without thinking, "What nonsense are you talking about?!" I was just with her, we didn't do anything! ”

"Really? You share a bed with your sister? You didn't do anything? Zuo Chen'an's teasing tone came.

"What do you mean by sharing a bed? I don't like this word! Although, as if what Zuo Chenan said was the truth, yes, he did share a bed with his sister.

"I can't help you if you don't like it! Sharing a bed is a fact, am I right? ”

Xiao Yiting was silent.

"If you don't speak, you admit it? But I think it's weird, you really didn't do anything in the same bed with your sister? You're not brothers and sisters! It's so unethical! Zuo Chen'an laughed as much as he could as if he had dug up a treasure, and did not delay his determination to dig up the treasure to the end.

"your size!" If he is going to curse again, "I just read English texts all night." ”

"Huh?" It's good that he didn't say this, but after saying this, Zuo Chen'an on the other end leaned forward and leaned back with laughter, and fell to the ground with a stool, "Dude, don't tease!" "Xiao Yiting's reading English is the same as the sun coming out of the west, and no one will believe it......

"Believe it or not, don't disturb my brother's sleep! I don't care about you! ”

"Wait!" Zuo Chenan got up from the ground with a smile, suffocating to death, "Let me digest this peerless news, you, lying in bed with your sister just to read English all night, right?" Sure enough, it's different when you transfer schools, and the learning method is not something that we juniors can understand. But second, I suddenly remembered something. ”

"What?" As long as you don't mess around with him and his sister, the rest is up to them.

"I heard you're short of money right now? Do you want to make some money? ”

Hearing the word Qian, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he didn't care about Chen An's ridicule of him, and suddenly became more energetic, "Dude, dear buddy, is there any way?" ”

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