He Wan was still as usual, and fell asleep after a while.

Jiang Che inexplicably felt that it was a little unfair, why can't some people get angry even if you want to? In the end, I felt like the boring person.

He suddenly regretted a little, regretted not climbing down the pole, now it's good, he doesn't care about He Wan, He Wan doesn't care about himself, this feeling of being treated indifferently is really bad.

Jiang Che thought of this and didn't continue to think about it. He Wan's quilt will still fall down, and it will kick to her feet. Jiang Che, as usual, didn't even sleep and kept covering He Wan with a quilt. This time, maybe He Wan really drank too little water and woke up thirsty in the middle of the night. As a result, it just so happened that Jiang Che was beside He Wan's bed, helping He Wan tuck the quilt.

"Why are you here?"

"What are you doing next to my bed if you don't sleep at night?"

He Wan reflexively grabbed Jiang Che's wrist, perhaps because the strength in her hand was too great, Jiang Che's innocent eyes and eyebrows were all wrinkled together.

He Wan followed the twisted face in front of her, her gaze gradually moved down, and then fell on Jiang Che's hand, and she quickly reacted to what he was doing.

"Have you heard to this point?"

"Actually, I used to hear very well, but later in my own home, or in a familiar environment, I would fall into a deep sleep, and my defense and hearing would be the same as ordinary people."

"It's really hard for you to have time to cover me with a quilt in the middle of the night!"

He Wan sighed and let go of Jiang Che's wrist. Jiang Che's skin is much more delicate and tender than a girl's skin, and He Wan just used a light force, and it was already red.

He Wan hurriedly moved his gaze from his wrist, and Jiang Che also subconsciously retracted his hand and hid it behind him.

"You're finally willing to talk to me."

He Wan: "I'm just thirsty and don't school"

The sound of pouring water accompanied by Jiang Che's breathing came to his ears, at this moment it was pitch black outside the window, hazy, only the bright stars and the bright moon hanging high, He Wan poured a glass of water, and drank it almost without even thinking about it. When she wanted to continue to the second cup, Jiang Che walked up to her at some point and grabbed the kettle in He Wan's hand.

"It's not good to drink too much water at night, one cup is enough. If you want to drink it, drink it again tomorrow morning. ”

He Wan didn't do much, but put down the cup in her hand, then turned around, covered herself with the quilt, wrapped herself into a zongzi, and lay on the bed again, not even more than five minutes after a while. He Wan fell asleep again.

Jiang Che shook his head helplessly, as if he had just hallucinated. Without thinking much about it, Jiang Che also rolled onto his bed and gradually fell asleep.

…

The next morning, He Wan once again ate her favorite wontons.

On the third morning, He Wan's breakfast was still wontons.

Until the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh, He Wan wiped the corners of her mouth after breakfast, and looked at Jiang Che a little helplessly.

"What's Akira's breakfast?"

"Don't tell me, it's still ravioli."

"How many wontons did you wrap, and why didn't you finish eating them?"

"Even if I like to eat wontons, I can't eat this!"