The corners of the courtyard were dripping with rain and dew, soaked in snow on the stone steps, and turned into a small pool of wet and cold water. The gradually drenched stone steps were dark moss-blue, as if a muddy green was piled up.

Even the air was tinged with cascading coldness.

But Ruan Huai's fingers were soft and his forehead was hot.

Even her breath was hot as she looked up.

Gu Yutang's hand was grabbed by her, stiff and mechanical, and she was in charge.

But when Ruan Huai let go of his hand, he found that his hand was still pressed on Ruan Huai's forehead, and the thin calluses on his fingertips, with a little unsmooth gentleness, gently touched her head briefly, as if he was generally sifting away some inappropriate images that ran into his mind at this moment.

Gu Yutang heard himself whisper: "It's very hot." ”

It may be related to the fact that Gu Xiaohou grew up in the military camp since he was a child and was strict with himself, the layout of the yard was rigorous and neat, and even the trees arranged on the corridor were cold and snowy, and they were pruned clean and proud, without even a little extra miscellaneous branches.

Despite the sound of the wind, the trees still stand.

It's like Gu Yutang.

But at this moment, he seemed to be out of shape, his warm palm was against Ruan Huai's forehead, and he didn't put his hand down after a long time.

So much so that Ruan Huai called him a little hesitantly, "Little Marquis? ”

Gu Yutang didn't react quickly and withdrew his hand, he couldn't see any expression on his face, and even said too calmly: "I'll take you back to the house first." ”

Ruan Huai said yes meekly, but just as he was about to go down the steps, he frowned slightly, his figure paused, and subconsciously grabbed his shirt and told him, "My feet still hurt." ”

Gu Yutang's pace was originally slightly faster, but when she stopped her in such a hurry, his footsteps stopped, lowered his head, stared at Ruan Huai's breathing undulating neck because of the pain, and then felt strange, his hand stretched out and touched Ruan Huai's fingertips, and he paused for a moment or two before he completely grabbed her little hand.

He said in a flat tone: "This king will carry you." ”

Ruan Huai deliberately glanced up at Gu Yutang, and saw that Gu Yutang still had a stinky face, so he was relieved that he was thinking too much.

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But just returning to Gu's Mansion like this, it doesn't mean that it was safe.

After all, she didn't return overnight, and it was impossible for Gu Yufeng not to take advantage of the topic to play.

Sure enough, as soon as the carriage stopped at the back door of Gu's mansion, Ruan Huai saw Gu Yufeng standing motionless outside, letting the wind and snow rage, and he didn't know how long he had been standing there.

When the curtain of the carriage was lifted, Gu Yufeng finally moved his eyes, came to the carriage, and helped Ruan Huai get out of the carriage as usual.

"Is Huai'er okay?" His eyes were as gentle as ever, as if nothing had happened.

Ruan Huai was silent for a while and said, "It's okay."

But Gu Yufeng noticed that Ruan Huai was not standing steadily, so he said, "I'll take Huai'er back to the courtyard first." ”

As he spoke, Gu Yufeng hugged Ruan Huai in front of Gu Yutang.

But as soon as he took two steps, he had an expression that had just remembered something, paused, glanced back at Gu Yutang and said, "Yutang, you wait in the courtyard first, I will talk to you later." ”

Gu Yutang looked at the brother who hugged Ruan Huai and said yes.

On the way back to the hospital, Gu Yufeng was surprisingly silent.

It wasn't until he entered the house that Gu Yufeng put Ruan Huai on the couch, leaned over and stared at Ruan Huai, pinched Ruan Huai's wrist very hard, and easily pinched red, but his tone of voice was still gentle and tolerant: "Huai'er, you have a good rest first, and I'll come to see you later." ”