Every time she took a bite, Qin Ziqian had to look at Xiao Jing first. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Of course, there is perseverance and stubbornness in her eyes, but in addition to these two, there is also a rare softness.

It is not difficult to find that this softness should contain shyness, grievance, joy, and of course, a trace of fleeting tenderness.

Her gaze has always been sharp, and there are rare times when she looks like water and can be described as "flowing waves".

After eating for a long time, a small bowl of porridge can be solved. After putting the bowl back on the table, Xiao Jing also secretly moved his arm, which was a little sore because he had been holding it.

After chatting for a while with the method of writing on his hand, Qin Ziqian's face became more and more ugly. Finally, she struggled to the side of the bed, and Xiao Jing, who saw the opportunity very quickly, hurriedly brought the basin that had been prepared long ago.

With a "wow", Qin Ziqian vomited.

Xiao Jing patted her back lightly and said, "Vomit hard, it's considered detoxification." No wonder you are so haggard, it turns out that it is not sick, but that you have eaten too little. Hey, although there is nothing wrong with a woman's skinny feeling at all, the figure is still very important, and if it is too skinny, it will be scary to look at......"

I looked at the basin, and all I spit out was the rice porridge I had just drunk. It seems that Qin Ziqian's stomach is very clean, and there is really nothing to vomit.

Xiao Jing took the mouthwash that had already been prepared in the house, helped Qin Ziqian rinse her mouth, and helped her lie back on the bed.

Lian'er was still guarding the door. Xiao Jing took out the basin with filth, and asked her to bring another bowl of porridge. Soon, she brought hot japonica rice porridge, which the kitchen must have kept ready for it to be served at any time.

Seeing the porridge bowl, Qin Ziqian, who had just finished spitting, couldn't help but show fear on her face.

Xiao Jing looked at her with a smile and said, "Don't worry, you just vomited, why do I have to let you slow down before I can feed you porridge again?" ”

Qin Ziqian breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Jing sat back in his chair and said with a smile: "I'll accompany you to bed, I think of what happened when I was a child." At that time, I often suffered from cold and fever, and when I was uncomfortable, I didn't want to eat anything, and I vomited whatever I ate. At first, my mother forced me to eat; I was frightened by her in various ways, and I could only eat. Later, the more I vomited, the more scared I became, and no matter how much she persecuted, I refused to eat it. ”

He raised his head and looked at the roof, and his thoughts drifted to no apparent place: "She has no choice but to coax me to eat." For example, I drink a bowl of porridge and give me two candies or something. After a long time, the candy can't bribe me, so I ask my mother for all kinds of toys she wants, although she is not happy, but she can only agree to me. You know what? Later, I hoped that the illness would not get better so quickly, because when the illness was cured, no one would tell me about the conditions. ”

Qin Ziqian wrote the word "stubborn" in the palm of his hand. After thinking about it for a moment, she wrote again: "Where is your father?" ”

Xiao Jing was silent. After a long time, he said calmly: "My family is gone." ”

His family is in another time and space that he can never go back to, and he can only answer like this.

Qin Ziqian's sentence of "I'm sorry" hadn't been written, and Xiao Jing suddenly laughed: "Time flies quite fast, your aunt will be back in a while, I should almost leave." ”

He picked up the bowl and blew it, and said, "Come, let's drink the porridge first." ”

This time, Qin Ziqian was surprisingly cooperative. It took a stick of incense to finish drinking the last bowl, but this bowl only used one-third of what it was just now. Seeing Qin Ziqian swallow the last bite, Xiao Jing took a towel to wipe her and said happily: "Isn't this a good performance." I tell you, don't think about things that will vomit, as long as you focus elsewhere, it will not be easy to vomit, and this is also my experience. ”

Qin Ziqian nodded.

Xiao Jing slapped his face violently and said, "Simply, you can sleep." When you fall asleep, the uncomfortable feeling is gone. You sleep, I'll go when you're asleep. ”

Qin Ziqian was a little reluctant, but she still closed her eyes as she said.

Somehow, Xiao Jing suddenly slapped on the edge of the bed with his left hand, and hummed a nursery rhyme in a low voice: "Doll sleep, cover the quilt, wake up, eat pancakes......"

This is what his grandmother sang when he was a child when she put him to sleep.

After a while, Qin Ziqian fell asleep. Her breathing was very steady, and she had a faint smile on her face.

Xiao Jing was ready to leave. Just as he was about to get up, the girl's slender fingers suddenly pulled twice on the palm of his right hand.

When Qin Ziqian was not asleep, he was still writing with his hand, so Xiao Jing did not withdraw his right hand. What would she be writing again, wasn't she asleep?

After paying attention to it for a while, Xiao Jing realized that she was not writing at all, it was just an unconscious activity of her hands.

He was afraid that withdrawing his right hand would make Qin Ziqian wake up, so he planned to maintain this position first. However, there was a soft tapping on the lattice; According to the agreement, this is Lian'er urging, and he must leave.

Xiao Jing lightly pulled down the quilt and covered Qin Ziqian's arm. He got up and walked as slowly as he could, and it took him a long time to get out of the room.

What he didn't know was that Qin Ziqian opened his eyes the moment the door closed. She stared at the direction Xiao Jing left stupidly, and only slowly closed her eyes when there was no sound outside the door......

Pushing open the door, Xia Hanxue and Lian'er were already waiting outside.

"Ziqian drank porridge and just fell asleep, and then I will trouble the two of you to take care of it." Xiao Jing smiled calmly and said, "If there is any situation in the future, you can come to Puhua Town to find me at any time." ”

The two girls saluted solemnly. Xia Hanxue said softly: "This time there is Lao Gongzi." With the enlightenment and persuasion of the son, the cousin should be able to get better, and the slave family is really grateful. ”

Xiao Jing gritted his teeth.

If he could, he really wanted to open Lian'er and tell Xia Hanxue all the words he had held in his heart.

However, he did not have the time, let alone the opportunity.

When his eyes met, Xia Hanxue found the bitterness condensed at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

"Ziqian is Xiao's friend who lives and dies together, and he is the backbone of the newspaper, which is also my business." Xiao Jing suddenly said: "Miss Xia is also Xiao's friend, speaking of which, she is still my life-saving benefactor." If Miss Hetian is sent, even if I don't want to fight with my life, I will definitely live up to my trust. ”

This is not only a headless statement, but also a bit heavy. However, Xiao Jing still had to say that if he couldn't even say such a vague expression, he really didn't know how to calm the blazing flame in his chest.

Xia Hanxue blushed slightly. She didn't say anything, only said, "Childe is serious." ”

The three of them walked out along the same path. Out of the corner door that came in, the cart was already waiting in place.

Xiao Jing, who was sorry for Miss Xia, didn't notice that there was an old man in the attic not far away who was looking in this direction.