I gritted my teeth: "You actually fed me medicine!" ”

"Huh?" Lu Beinuo looked at the bowl with a blank face, and then looked at me, and then he reacted, "So you're talking about this...... In fact, you didn't take medicine when you were asleep just now, which made me anxious, so I used this way...... Then I got used to it, and I fed it like that......"

Me: "......" means you've been feeding me since I was unconscious.

It's also too ...... It's embarrassing.

I covered my face and instantly got back into the bed, not daring to look at him.

Lu Beinuo was stunned: "What's wrong?" Shy? ”

"Nope!" I said sullenly, "What time is it?" ”

"Half past two in the morning." Lu Beinuo looked at his watch, "You can rest quickly." ”

"What about you?" I subconsciously bared my head and held his hand.

"I'm right here." Lu Beinuo replied immediately, and at the same time shook my hand.

"You sleep too!" I tugged at his arm and tried to drag him to the bed.

"I don't need to, I'm going to watch you." As he spoke, he touched my forehead again, "The fever has just subsided, what should I do if I get a fever again later?" ”

"Don't worry, I'm not that weak." I tugged again, "Come on." I can't sleep without you......"

"No ...... me," Lu Beinuo subconsciously repeated, and then the corners of his lips slowly opened into a smile, "Xiao Li'er, what did you just say?" ”

"Huh? Didn't hear? If you don't hear it, forget it. I glanced away from him, my cheeks flushed from the heat I had just had, hiding the blush of shame.

"I heard, I heard! Here it is! Lu Beinuo turned off the light and climbed into bed, and slept beside me, "Sleep." ”

I snuggled into his arms, and then slowly closed my eyes.

At the same time, tears flowed uncontrollably.

Fortunately, I just held back.

In fact, just the moment when I opened my eyes, at the moment when my spirit was still in a trance, all I could think of was the moment when Ji Yan let go of my hand.

and the endless calm river.

The river flows into the invisible distance under the night light, perhaps, carrying someone.

Although I was afraid of him, I was afraid of him, but now I am suddenly so sad and sad.

I remembered the old days and remembered his smile.

The boy at that time had a bright smile on his face, his dimples were brewing the sweetest honey, and there was no wrinkle between his eyebrows.

He likes warm afternoons, when the sun is shining and the breeze is blowing, and he likes to run through a grove of flowers to pick the most beautiful one and put it gently on my head.

He said I was the most beautiful little girl.

He likes to take my hand and take me for a run on the lawn and fly the kite high and watch it flutter in the clear blue sky.

That's not "innocent", his smile is always a little evil in his brightness.

It's as if he's always known a lot of things.

He's just a little teenager.

At the age when it should be the most carefree, at the age when it should be weaving beautiful dreams.

While the people were still asleep, he would climb to the high rooftop, thinking about the secrets that no one knew, buried deep in his heart.

And I can only watch from afar, maybe I will never know how he feels, maybe I will never go into his heart.

I'm always stuck in my immature years, and I can't understand too much dust.

He stretched out his hand, but it was only in vain.

And so it drifted away.

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