Jiang Qinglime's eyes flashed with a look of urgency, how about she just teasing him?

Ning Xizhou didn't continue what he said just now, and asked, "Is it better?" ”

"No, it seems to be more serious." Jiang Qinglime hugged his arm, although she said that she was coquettish, in fact, she felt that it was really reassuring to hold his arm.

In her despair, these hands reached out to grab her, and helped her when she needed help most.

People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless.

Ning Xizhou sat on the edge of the bed and sighed, "You sleep for a while first, and see if you can get better later." If it still hurts, I'll have a doctor come and take a look. ”

"It's just a minor illness, so you don't need to call people over at night." Jiang Qingling got into the quilt, "I slept." ”

Ning Xizhou saw her get into the quilt, so he went out with a water glass, walked to the door, and he turned off the light in the room.

The lights went out suddenly, the room fell into darkness, and a little light and shadow from outside the curtains shone out, Jiang Qinglime's breathing was a little short, "Wait!" Don't turn off the lights! ”

Ning Xizhou knew that she was afraid of the dark, but she didn't expect to be afraid of this, she would sleep with the light on every night, and he always wanted to extinguish the light she was on.

More than just the lamp, he wanted to quit her dependence on light, to make her no longer afraid of the dark.

"Ning Xizhou, don't turn off the lights, I'm ...... I like to sleep with the lights on. ”

Jiang Qingling heard the sound of the water glass falling on the table, the room was extremely quiet, so quiet that her heart was cold, she was about to get up to turn on the bedside lamp, but was held down by a hand.

In the dark, the bed beside Jiang Qingling sank, and a warm hand grabbed her wrist, "Don't be afraid, I'm here with you." You sleep first, and when you fall asleep, I'll go out. ”

Ning Xizhou knew that she was sick in her heart, and she was not lightly ill, and he knew about her illness as early as the night when Jiang Qingyi was destroyed.

This woman, on the surface, is as cunning as a fox, but in her heart she is very cold, cold to the point of a kind of sickness.

The warm palm was against her wrist, she felt those fears dissipate little by little, she hugged Ning Xizhou's arm, "Why don't you sleep together?" ”

The man's hand paused visibly, and then the man chuckled, "You're inviting me?" ”

"Cover the quilt and chat purely." Jiang Qingling tugged at his arm, "Don't do anything else." ”

Her explanation was exchanged for a chuckle from the man, "What else do you want to do?" ”

In the dark, Jiang Qinglime couldn't see his expression, let alone his face, listening to his playful tone, Jiang Qinglime felt that he was in a good mood.

Her face was pressed against it, "Or remember to turn on the lights when you go." ”

"Are you afraid of the dark?" He knew the answer, but he still asked such a question.

"Well, sort of." For the first time, she revealed her fear to Ning Xizhou.

She was afraid of the dark, she only felt that the night was always the most depressing, she couldn't see her fingers, she couldn't see everything around her, the dark curtain pressed down, and she felt that her throat, mouth and nose would be blocked, making her breathless.

"Lime, that's all in the past." Ning Xizhou stroked her wrist, as if sighing, as if helpless.

Jiang Qinglime shook off his hand, bounced up from the bed, raised his hand to turn on the lamp on the bedside table, and ran to the bathroom.

After a long time, she came out of the bathroom, and the light in the room was already on, and she was even more pale and bloodless.

Ning Xizhou walked over, helped her, and reproached: "Will you eat next time?" ”

Jiang Qingling cried with a sad face, "I'm like this, can you have a little sympathy?" ”