Chapter 163: I don't understand

"You go back, it's not dawn yet, and you can continue to sleep for a while."

Feng Gu Qiao pulled the cushion over and put it behind her, leaning on the head of the bed with her arms on her hand, she didn't plan to sleep anymore, and there was no need for anyone to guard her these days, one thing after another around her these days, Bian Yisheng took care of every opportunity, making time to accompany her back and forth, the company's affairs were indispensable for him to make a decision and plan, he was already very exhausted to take care of both ends, if even the little thing of illness was dragging him, she really didn't have the face to see him.

Seeing that she didn't plan to sleep again, Bian Yisheng nodded, "Go take a shower and change clothes, I'm covered in sweat." ”

Feng Gu Qiao only felt that she was uncomfortably hot, her throat was burned, and she didn't realize that she was sweating from this sleep for a while.

Feng Gu Qiao stared at the wet sweat on his fingertips in the light, and muttered, "You don't say that I haven't even noticed, why am I so sluggish." ”

"I'll wait for you to come out before leaving, go take a shower." Bian Yi urged her.

Feng Gu Qiao looked up in wonder, "? ”

Bian Yisheng was helpless by her gaze, "Your current state, I'm not at ease, hurry up and take a shower, I'll wait for you." ”

"Where am I so fragile and don't take a bath." Feng Gu Qiao felt that Bian Yisheng was making a fuss, muttered and got up, turned on the bedroom light, and found a new pajama casually, and when she went in, she turned around and picked up the door frame and said, "Wait for me for ten minutes." ”

Bian Yisheng casually leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes, not bothering to open his eyes to look at her.

After the hot bath, as soon as she encountered the room temperature air, Feng Gu Qiao coldly got goosebumps, half of her hair blown by the hair dryer was draped behind her head, and she snorted and opened the bathroom door.

"I'm done washing, you can go back."

Bian Yisheng glanced at the flush on her cheeks due to the fever in the shower, retracted his gaze lightly, and got up, "The medicine is on the table, if you feel dizzy, measure the thermometer first, take a tablet if you have a fever, and then look for me if it doesn't work." ”

"Got it." Feng Gu Qiao nodded obediently.

Walking to the door, Bian Yisheng suddenly stopped as if he remembered something, "If you want to sleep, call someone first, no one is guarding you, clear?" ”

Feng Gu Qiao nodded again.

Bian Yisheng's eyebrows were relieved, and he pressed down the doorknob and pushed the door away.

Feng Gu Qiao walked over and turned off the light in the bedroom, and lay back on the bed, only the sound of his own breathing was heard quietly around, Feng Gu Qiao stroked his chest, which had already returned to normal beating frequency, and recalled the dream that made her heart palpitate just now.

The dream has been pieced together into a complete picture, she only vaguely remembers Wu Yanjue's back without looking back, and the cliff that swallowed him, the surrounding scene seems to be stuck in a black space-time wormhole, the wind is raging, like the end of the world in the movie scene, only, there are only two of them in such an apocalypse, she didn't have time to catch him, he had already gone away.

The dark clouds in the dream, the scene of the thunderstorm pouring made her afraid, what scared her the most was the loss of Wu Yanjue, even if it was just a dream, watching him be swallowed by the darkness with her own eyes, watching him disappear in front of her eyes, the dull pain that swept from the deepest part of her heart was real, and even this panic would make her ten thousand times more painful because of the cruelty of the dream than the difference in reality.

Feng Gu Qiao knew that Wu Yanjue's weight in her heart was too heavy, and the more she liked him, the more she couldn't let go of it in her heart, even in her dreams.

Covering her faintly burning and hot face decadently, Feng Gu Qiao buried her head in the futon weakly, she couldn't figure it out, she really couldn't figure it out at all.