When his hand touched my nose, it was retracted as if it had been burned. He chuckled, raised his hand and gently rubbed my head, and said softly, "The rash on my face seems to have disappeared a lot, it shouldn't be smallpox."

I came to my senses, looked up into his eyes, and asked, "If I really have smallpox, are you afraid?"

He shook his head solemnly.

I looked away from his face and slowly descended to his drooping hand. His hands were still shaking, probably scared. Is it the fear that touching my face will infect smallpox, or is it afraid of coming into contact with me?

I stared at him stupidly, my long and thick eyelashes blocking the waves under his eyes, so that I couldn't see what he was thinking. My heart was pounding, and my ears were buzzing.

After a moment, I let out a dry laugh and twitched the corners of my mouth, not knowing what to say. Trying to break the deadlock, he seemed to be dodging, leaving a message for me to rest, and then turned away.

I didn't open my mouth to call him, and I watched his back drift away for a long time.

This time I was so sad that tears fell from my eyes in the blink of an eye.

I lay straight on the bed, looking at the top of the tent with my eyes open, my face burning, and my heart was so depressed.

At dawn, the light came through the window, and I stared at it for a moment, my eyelids drooped, and I fell asleep again.

I don't know how long it took, but I woke up in a daze and found no one in the house.

Are these people afraid of me?

It's really cold and indifferent.

With a bang, the door was pushed open, and when I looked sideways, it was Meng Jie.

I was afraid of hearing bad news from him, so I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep, and the quilt was pulled high to cover my face, revealing only my eyes.

He coughed slightly, wondering if he noticed that I was pretending to be asleep. I couldn't help but peek at him with my eyes open and watch his every move. I saw him slowly walk up to me with a faint smile on his lips, and then leaned three fingers together on my pulse.

I held my breath, gritted my teeth, and lay straight like a dead man.

The quilt was so hot that it made my back itch, and I wanted to reach out and scratch it. Seeing that he had moved his position, I quickly reached into my vest, but I heard him say, "Don't scratch it, if you scratch the skin, it will leave a scar in the future."

I was embarrassed, I couldn't pretend anymore, so I turned over and sat up.

"How do you know I'm pretending to be asleep?"

He rolled his eyes and sneered, "The eyelids jumped like that, and you still want to deceive people?"

I pursed my lips and stuck my tongue out at him and made a grimace, he suddenly looked serious, folded his hands and frowned, and said, "Your situation is not optimistic."

My heart was cold, and I asked: "Is it difficult, my real ......"

He nodded thoughtfully.

I didn't give up, tugging on his sleeve, afraid to confirm: "Is my illness really serious?"

His eyes froze, "Well, it's quite serious. ”

"Even you can't do anything?"

He nodded without hesitation, and now, I was completely cold. I let go of his sleeve and sat back on the couch in disappointment, and with a whoa, I cried.

I bit the corner of the quilt and cried out in mourning: "I can't imagine that I am going to die in this way at a young age, and I am unwilling—unwilling!"

Meng Jie retreated to the middle hall, covered his ears in disgust, and watched me cry to death with cold eyes, but there was no comfort, and at the end, he didn't forget to make up for it: "It's ugly to cry!"

I paused, took a deep breath, pointed to his nose and scolded: "Cold-blooded, ruthless, femme fatale, and inhumane!"

He was unconcerned about my grief, and it chilled me.

My deafening cry attracted the flowers and flowers in the outer room, and the two of them entered the door and saw me howling, both of them were stunned. Duo Bu stared at Meng Jie sideways, his face was full of anger, Hua Fu immediately knelt in front of the bed, and asked me anxiously: "What is the princess uncomfortable about, do you feel uncomfortable?" As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Meng Jie, and said earnestly: "Please come and take a look, my princess is in serious trouble."

Meng Jie turned a deaf ear, calmly sorted out his medicine box, wiped his medicine bottle, and spit out the words unhurriedly: "If you can cry, you can shout, you can scold, what will be the big problem!"

Hmph, to put it so lightly, he is really a hard-hearted person.

I suppressed my cry at the right time, held back my tears in my eyes to prevent it from falling, turned my head to look at Duobu, and said weakly: "Don't hide it from me, I know everything."

Hua Fuxi said, "The princess knows that she is okay?"

I pursed my mouth aggrievedly, "It's okay, how can it be okay." ”

"What about Anping Niangniang and the prince, why don't you see them?"

Duobu tucked the quilt and said slowly: "The princess went into the palace with the princess, and she can only come back at night."

I tugged at the sleeves of Hua Fu and said sadly: "You go and invite Anping Niangniang and let her come back to see me." I feel that I ...... I'm dying. ”

According to the hint given to me before Meng Festival, I am only afraid that there will be more evil and less auspicious, and my time will be limited. He hurriedly turned back to Duobu and instructed: "Duobu, go write a letter quickly...... Tell Uncle Su to let him pick me up, I want to go back to Beiqiu, I will die in Beiqiu. ”

I sobbed and whimpered, and I was so heartbroken,

Duobu looked at me in surprise and said in astonishment: "Princess, what are you talking nonsense?"

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly felt that it was still close and not far away, and told Duobu again, "Before you die, you should first invite Yu Gui and Yunkang." Tell them I'm dying, and tell them to come and see me. No matter how persistent I am, I should be able to hold on to seeing them for the last time. By the way, there was also a few days ago when I played the leaf card, and I didn't give it back to the ten golden melon seeds I owed, so you remember to remind her that she brought it back when she came to see me. ”

Duobu kept a straight face, didn't say a word, and waited quietly to listen to me explain the future. Returning to the previous indifference made people shudder involuntarily.

Hua Fu was confused, and stared at Meng Jie blankly, "Shizi, what's wrong with the princess?" Why was it that I was fine just now, and I got crazy when I got up from sleep? ”

Meng Jiewan smiled and did not reply.

He actually ...... Still laughing! Is there any humanity?

I really want to slap him to death, what kind of person is he? is half a friend anyway, how can he be ruthless to this point, or that sentence, the world is hot and cold.

Just when I was sentimental, Meng Jie waved his sleeves and sent everyone away, "You all go out first, I want to give the princess a needle." ”

He stood beside me with great interest, a faint smile on his lips, and the wide sleeves of his coat fell beside me: "Why don't you cry?" ”

I cried so hard that I couldn't breathe, and I was choked up by pointing at him. He burst out laughing, took a piece of white ropa from his bosom and threw it at me, smashing it in my face. I glared at him fiercely, but I still picked it up and wiped my tears, blew my nose, and said sadly: "Before I die, is there any way to get rid of the chickenpox on my face, I don't want to die so ugly."

He said loudly: "I won't tease you, in fact, you're fine."

"What do you mean, I don't have smallpox?"

I squinted at him, carefully, not even letting go of his faint smile in the blink of an eye, he sighed meaningfully, and then nodded with a smile.

"No way, then why do I get so many red rashes!" I see. It must be because I have smallpox now, and you pity me, think that I will not live long, and are afraid that I will leave with regret, so you must say these things to me. Actually, you don't have to be like this, just tell me, just tell me, say, I can accept any situation, I can still ...... How long will you live. ”

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his eyebrows were pinched, and he replied with a smile after a while: "You don't have smallpox, you just have eczema." It's not your life. ”

Me: "......"

I want to beat you to death!

- When he told me what happened, I realized that it was really Dr. Mo who misdiagnosed.

I was so angry that he had deceived me, and I was so worried that I let him see the joke in vain. Now that he wants to curry favor again, I can't give him a good face.

Overheaded, I curled myself up in a small ball against the wall, ignoring his calls.

I heard his sighs, louder than loud, so loud that I couldn't sleep. I rolled over in irritation, covered my ears with my hands, and closed my eyes tightly. Silently said: There is a pig next to it, and there is a pig next to it......

Listening to the curry ~ curry sound again, I smelled a light fruity fragrance coming to my nose, and the taste was very sweet. Standing up, I saw that this strange guy was munching on the edge of the bed with his hand on his cheek.

Seeing me get up, he shamelessly raised the red apple in his hand and shook it twice, "Do you want to eat it?" ”

I swallowed my saliva and resisted stubbornly, "Who wants to eat, it's you who eat too loudly, it's annoying to death!" ”

He shrugged his shoulders and said sheepishly, "This apple is so crisp, crisp and sweet, you can't blame me." Why don't you cover your ears? ”

I have a mouthful of old blood ready to go, and I really can't wait to spray him in the face and slap him twice, so that he can know what it means to be low-key and what it means to be restrained.

He nibbled on the apple at an astonishing speed, pinched the core, and smiled with a whim: "It's a pity, it's gone."

I turned my eyes away from him, and shouted at the door: "Duobu I'm hungry, I want to eat, I want to eat the fruit!"

The echo is reverberating, and no one is heard.

"Don't scream, they won't give you food. You've just taken the medicine in case the effect of the medicine wanes and you can't eat anything. ”

"Really?"

He raised an eyebrow.

"I don't believe it, your words are nine false and one true." When the words fell, I continued to call out for Duobu, but no matter how much I shouted at her, she just wouldn't show up and wouldn't let anyone else in.

Meng Jie leisurely cocked Erlang's legs, threw them casually, and the kernel flew out of the door elegantly.

He winked at me, then took a pleasant sip of tea and rinsed his mouth. I was so hungry that my stomach began to rumble, and he looked at me thoughtfully for a long time, and suddenly whispered, "If you say something nice to me, I'll let them give you something to eat."

I looked at him sideways and was surprised, "Aren't I unable to eat?"

The corners of his mouth rose and bent into the shape of a crescent moon, touched his nose, and leaned over to whisper to me, "I deliberately lied to them." I told them that the medicine you are taking is cold and cold with a lot of food, and in order to make sure that the medicine is not diluted, you can't eat for two days. So, naturally, they won't bring you food. ”

He covered his mouth and snickered, and looked at me with more and more pity. For a moment, I only felt that my nose was sore and my eyes were hot, I gritted my teeth and said hatefully: "Despicable and shameless!"

Meng Jie, what a magical - monster!