His voice was hoarse than it had been in the afternoon, and he coughed as soon as he spoke.

Now Qiao Ruoqing is sure that Huo Jingyuan is really uncomfortable.

After struggling for a moment, Qiao Ruoqing bit her lip and raised the bag in her hand, wanting to speak.

But before the words could be spoken, Huo Jingyuan had already turned around and walked inside.

Just when Qiao Ruoqing was stunned, she heard Huo Jingyuan's hoarse voice: "Come in." ”

Qiao Ruoqing originally didn't want to go in, she felt that if Wu Shan was there, the scene would definitely be very embarrassing.

But looking at Huo Jingyuan's hunched back, she felt that he was a little pitiful.

What a tough person he usually is, he can be calm in the face of the pressure of the entire group, but he was bent over by a cold.

And Tang Lan and Huo Jiang have always taken good care of her, Tang Lan also knitted a scarf for her with her own hands, and now other people's sons are almost unstable, so she just left, as if she couldn't say anything.

After thinking about it like this, Qiao Ruoqing finally entered the door and found herself a pair of slippers to change into at the entrance.

It's still the pair of slippers she wore last time, and there is no sense of stepping on it, and it's still so soft.

Qiao Ruoqing carried the bag into the living room, and saw Huo Jingyuan sitting softly on the sofa, his face expressionless, and the whole person seemed to be completely empty.

Sitting down on the single sofa next to him, Qiao Ruoqing asked with concern, "Brother Huo, what are you doing?" ”

Huo Jingyuan stiffly turned his neck to look at her, his eyes were a little hollow, "Wait for takeout." ”

"......" Qiao Ruoqing was shocked.

I never thought that Huo Jingyuan would actually eat takeout.

Doesn't he know how to cook himself? And people who live so delicately can actually eat takeout?

But I don't want to move when I'm sick, so I think it's understandable.

Pressing the shock deeply in her heart, Qiao Ruoqing opened the bag that Tang Lan left with her, and took out the insulated lunch box from it, "If you are sick, don't eat takeout, this is the porridge that Aunt Tang boiled for you, she was originally going to send it to you in person, but there is a temporary delay, you should eat this." ”

Huo Jingyuan didn't react to the porridge that his mother cooked for him, but raised his chin slightly towards the paper bag next to him, "What is that?" ”

"Huh this?" Qiao Ruoqing opened the paper bag and took the scarf out of it, "This is the scarf knitted by Aunt Tang." ”

Huo Jingyuan took the scarf from Qiao Ruoqing's hand, and felt that something was wrong.

It's very comfortable to look soft, but it's ......

"Isn't this for you?"

"Mine is in the car, this one is yours." Qiao Ruoqing replied very seriously.

Huo Jingyuan's eyes were confused, but he understood after two seconds.

The last time he went home, he saw Tang Lan knitting a scarf again, and thought that he had broken the knitting and wanted to re-knit it.

With a faint "oh", he put the scarf aside and didn't speak again.

Qiao Ruoqing put her hands on her thighs, looked east and west, and did not speak.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Later, Qiao Ruoqing couldn't hold it anymore and coughed dryly, "Brother Huo, you drink porridge first." ”

"Hmm." Huo Jingyuan nodded, answered, and did not move.

Qiao Ruoqing didn't quite understand what this operation was.

Blinking, she asked, "Brother Huo, aren't you drinking?" ”

"Drink." Huo Jingyuan answered neatly, but he still didn't move.

He sat on his stomach so softly, looking towards Qiao Ruoqing.

Qiao Ruoqing was uncomfortable, and swallowed, "Brother Huo, don't you have the strength?" ”

Huo Jingyuan stared at her for two seconds, but he didn't react, and when Qiao Ruoqing thought that he wouldn't answer, he said "um".

Qiao Ruoqing understood, so she turned around and went to the kitchen, found a bowl and spoon from the cupboard, took it out to help Huo Jingyuan hold a bowl of porridge, and handed it to him, "You can drink it now." ”

Huo Jingyuan looked down at the porridge in front of him.

The porridge was boiled very thick, and minced meat and ginger were placed in it.

In fact, he rarely gets sick, but as long as he is sick, Tang Lan will boil porridge for him to drink, and he has been like this since he was a child.

Smelling the faint smell of ginger in the air, Qiao Ruoqing licked her lips, "It's so fragrant......"

Her voice was not loud, but it was sincere, and it was all admiration from the depths of her soul.

Huo Jingyuan lazily lifted his eyelids and looked at her, "Want to eat?" ”

Realizing that she had lost her temper, Qiao Ruoqing immediately sat up straight and waved her hand, "No need, this is Aunt Tang's ...... for you."

"It's okay, I can't finish it." Huo Jingyuan said as he pushed the bowl in front of Qiao Ruoqing.

Qiao Ruoqing was actually really hungry.

But it doesn't seem good to just eat other people's things.

If it was usual, forget it, but Huo Jingyuan is still sick now, if she eats the porridge that Tang Lan boiled for Huo Jingyuan at this time, she can't say anything.

Thinking so, Qiao Ruoqing stalked her neck and pushed the bowl back in front of Huo Jingyuan, "Brother Huo, let's eat, I'm not hungry." ”

Without waiting for Huo Jingyuan to respond, she looked around again, "Have you taken your medicine?" ”

Huo Jingyuan took the bowl and was about to drink porridge, when he heard her words, he put the spoon that had just scooped the porridge back into the bowl, and returned to the appearance of looking at Qiao Ruoqing just now, but still didn't speak.

His lips were a little white, and he looked very weak. Beautiful

Qiao Ruoqing understood, this meant that she didn't take medicine.

After pondering in her heart for a while, she asked a little uncertainly, "Didn't you buy it?" ”

Huo Jingyuan didn't answer, but lowered his eyelids.

He never said much, and today he said very little.

Qiao Ruoqing looked left and right, there was no trace of others being there, and if Wu Shan was really there, then she had been here for so long, and Wu Shan should have come out too.

Pursing her lips, she stood up, "Then you eat first, I'll buy you medicine, and I'll be back in a while." ”

As soon as she walked to the door, she remembered something again, turned her head, and looked at the depressed man sitting on the sofa, "You are sick, what are the symptoms?" ”

……

This is Qiao Ruoqing's second time coming to the community where Huo Jingyuan lives, but the surrounding facilities are very perfect, and all kinds of living needs can be easily met, and it is not difficult for her to find it.

There were two pharmacies outside the community, Qiao Ruoqing told the clerk about Huo Jingyuan's situation, and bought two boxes of cold medicine on the recommendation of the clerk.

When I went back, Huo Jingyuan's bowl of porridge had just been eaten, the bowl was placed on the coffee table, and the wall of the bowl was stained with sticky and crystalline rice soup.

Qiao Ruoqing poured a glass of water and put the medicine in front of Huo Jingyuan, "It's okay to eat two of this, this one is one, three times a day, wait for the water to warm up before eating." ”

Huo Jingyuan sat on the sofa with a slump body, not even bothering to move, and waited until she finished talking about the dosage of the medicine before asking, "You don't sit?" ”

Qiao Ruoqing has been standing since she came back from buying medicine, and she has no intention of sitting down.

Looking at the time, she laughed dryly, "Don't sit down, Wu Shan will come back in a while and see that it's not good, I'll leave immediately." ”

As he spoke, he really turned around and was about to leave.

Huo Jingyuan suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Qiao Ruoqing's slender and white wrist.

Her skin is very tender, delicate and delicate, and it is very comfortable to pinch.

He was just a little unwell, a little dizzy, and didn't have much energy, but it wasn't serious.

It's just that Qiao Ruoqing came over, and he didn't bother to move.

I thought that Qiao Ruoqing would be able to stay for a while longer, but I didn't expect that she was still in such a hurry to leave.

Qiao Ruoqing was pulled suddenly, her eyebrows were wrinkled, and when she turned around, she happened to meet Huo Jingyuan's gaze, and somehow, she actually felt a little weak.

Turning her eyes away, she stammered and asked, "Brother Huo, ...... you?"

"Why do you keep mentioning Wu Shan?" Huo Jingyuan finally spoke up, sounding very unhappy.

He had heard Qiao Ruoqing mention Wu Shan several times, but every time Qiao Ruoqing prevaricated, he didn't ask.

But what did she mean by that? What do you mean by "Wu Shan is back"?

Hearing Huo Jingyuan's words, Qiao Ruoqing realized that she seemed to be a little anxious just now and said something she shouldn't have said.

She moved her wrist, and originally wanted to pull her hand out of Huo Jingyuan's hand, but found that Huo Jingyuan's strength was much greater than she imagined, she couldn't pull it out at all, and she grinded her wrist painfully.

Yes, she had no choice but to stop her activities and whispered: "Brother Huo, I didn't mean that, I ......"

"I live alone, Wu Shan won't come here if she has nothing to do." Huo Jingyuan spoke up.

He didn't know why Qiao Ruoqing had such thoughts, but since she had misunderstood, it was still necessary for him to explain.

Qiao Ruoqing was stunned.

Is Huo Jingyuan explaining to her?

However, there is no need to explain the matter between him and Wu Shan to her.

"I see." Qiao Ruoqing shook her wrist again, "Brother Huo, can you let me go first?" ”

Huo Jingyuan looked at her wrist.

The girl has small bones, her wrists are thin, and his palm can easily wrap them completely and effortlessly.

"Are you leaving?" Huo Jingyuan didn't let go, just looked up at her.

looks a little pitiful, like a little golden retriever who is sick and needs to be taken care of.

Qiao Ruoqing clenched the handle of her bag, "Brother Huo, I ......"

Before she could finish speaking, she felt her wrists be pinched tighter.

The man's strength was great, as if he was going to crush her bones, with a hint of threat.

Where is this like a sick person?

Qiao Ruoqing sighed, "I won't leave now, you let me go first." ”

"Oh." Huo Jingyuan responded obediently, let go of his hand, leaned back on the back of the sofa, raised his hand weakly, and pointed to the single sofa next to him weakly, "You sit." ”

It's become a little golden retriever who needs to be taken care of again, and it's really free to switch!

For a moment, Qiao Ruoqing wondered if Huo Jingyuan was really sick.

The man's hair was soft and obedient, covering some of his forehead, making him look like he didn't have the killing decision of the day, which made people feel inexplicably a little obedient.

Qiao Ruoqing couldn't help but curl her lips, "Brother Huo, you look good like this." ”

Huo Jingyuan, who was taking medicine, paused, and raised his eyes to look at her.

The dark eyes did not have the cold aura in the shopping mall, with a little confusion, which was in strong contrast with usual.

At this moment, Qiao Ruoqing deeply understood what it meant to be contrasting.

With a wave of her hand, she hid her smile and said with a smile: "It's okay, you take medicine first." ”