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Ye Wenyu didn't know how long she had been sick, she had been in a daze, and the time that had been like a rush seemed to suddenly turn a corner, coming to a quiet harbor, and the life of studying and working was far away from her. Later, I was more sober, and when I rolled my eyes in bed, I would see the bright and luxurious room, the green forest outside the window, and hear the moving birdsong, but my consciousness would be awake for a while, and I would be confused for a while.

This time, she seemed to be very sick, and after working hard for more than half a year, her body finally couldn't stand it anymore, and there was a big outbreak to resist her abuse.

The so-called "illness comes like a mountain, illness goes like a thread", the body is always so weak as if it is made of cotton, the whole person lies on the bed and can't move, she seems to have lived in this house for a long time.

When she was awake, she watched day after day, the sun rose in the east and then set in the west, in the morning, the birds sang a beautiful song in front of her window to welcome the arrival of the new day, and in the evening, the birds returned to their nests, calling friends and saying homecoming.

She quietly felt that time passed like water, and she didn't know how many days she had spent here in a groggy state.

The body always can't recover, and the whole person is like a puppet, and it needs to be used to get up with the help of external forces.

She only knew that this was Lin Tingfeng's home, his house, the house was very big, very beautiful, very luxurious, the sparkling mahogany floor, the pink girl's heart wallpaper, the white furniture, the green woods outside the window, like a green ocean, the air was extremely fresh, as if it was transparent, and the whole person seemed to be lying in a natural oxygen bar.

In her vague consciousness, she sometimes saw a person with a doctor's stethoscope examining her body, the doctor was a middle-aged man, very gentle and polite, sometimes he put a thermometer into her mouth, sometimes he held a stethoscope and listened to her heartbeat through her clothes. He was respectful to Lin Tingfeng, Ye Wenyu estimated that he was the doctor invited by Lin Tingfeng, at the beginning, the doctor came every day, and then he came every other day, and at the end, he basically couldn't see the doctor's whereabouts.

Sometimes she sees an aunt who looks like a person coming, giving her a bath, changing her clothes, washing her face, there seems to be more than one aunt, the next time she sees her, it is another aunt who washes her bath and changes clothes, she is like a soulless puppet, her hands and feet have no strength, like cotton, at the mercy of others, sometimes she has no strength to open her eyes and look at her aunt, let alone say words of thanks.

In the days when her illness was at its worst, she was a little scared, worried that she had a terminal illness and was afraid that she would die.

Sometimes, she misses Lin Tingfeng very much, and when she sees him, she knows that she is still alive, and a huge sense of security and steadfastness will continue to come like a tide, so that she is no longer afraid or panicking.

She was still coughing violently, with a high fever, she hoped that Lin Tingfeng could be by her side, she wondered if she was going to die, fate was too harsh on her, her parents divorced since she was a child, she was raised by a single mother, and at the age of eighteen, she was finally admitted to college, and her mother left her, sold her house and remarried, leaving her alone to face life. As a result, she struggled for half a year, but she became seriously ill and was about to die!

As she thought about it, tears rolled down her eyes one by one, like pearls.

She thought to herself that if she died, she would die, and when she was dying, she would be accompanied by her favorite person to say goodbye to this world, which could be regarded as the only comfort she had when she was alive, so she especially missed Lin Tingfeng and hoped that he would be by her side all the time.

When he appeared on the edge of her bed, she put aside the shyness and reserve peculiar to the girl before her illness, and held his hand tightly without hesitation, as if grasping the last straw at the end of her life, and when he had something to go, she was like an ignorant child, although she could not speak, and her consciousness was confused, but she held her hand tightly, shook her head incessantly, and shed tears. With a thin but beautiful little face, big and godless eyes, crystal tears, and a body as thin as paper, he would always stop because of her reluctant look, as if no matter how important things were not as important as her, and then, he always accompanied her, gentle and loving to her, so that she could sleep with peace of mind.

However, when she woke up, she found that she didn't see Lin Tingfeng, so she began to call his name, because she knew that even if her voice was small and as light as a mosquito, he would definitely know, because after a few experiences, she found that as long as she tried to call his name, he would always show up quickly.

Sick these days, she and him, the two of them, seem to have become the closest people in the world, he is like her lover, her relatives, her family, her boyfriend, her father. And she was like his child, the woman he loved the most.

And all of this, before she got sick, she couldn't think of it, even in the beautiful spring dream she weaved herself, she never imagined that Lin Tingfeng would treat her so gently, so lovingly, and so affectionately.

When she was conscious, he helped her to sit half-on the bed, cushioned her waist with a pillow, gently fed her porridge, he personally washed her face, wiped skin care products, his movements were as light as the warm spring breeze, he meticulously combed her long hair, and sometimes tied her into a ponytail, sometimes into a braid.

He gave her a lot of patience and time and energy to accompany her, and she knew that his time and energy were very valuable.

Sometimes, when she is conscious, she looks greedily at the green tree outside the window with her big empty eyes, and he immediately knows what she means, leans down and hugs her, carries her, and hunches her to the window for a walk, sometimes, she is tired of lying in bed every day, and will clench her little hands into fists to pound the bed, and he will carry her around the room on his back, and she will lie on his back like a child, quietly, enjoying his care and caress like a father. Sometimes she laughs silently because of the happiness she is enjoying, sometimes she suspects that it is just a sweet dream, it can't be true, and when she thinks of the desperate real life, she suddenly and quietly sheds tears, big tears like heavy rain, rolling down her face, sliding into his neck, sometimes falling on his chest.

For her silent crying when she laughs, Lin Tingfeng always cares for her with a good temper.

Ye Wenyu enjoyed these quietly, she was very surprised, she always thought that he hated her, he was like an ascetic man, and he didn't seem to like her very much, but during her illness, he was endlessly fond of her, he spoiled her like a princess, and when she lost her temper, he even accommodated her in every way.

He appeared in her world every day, and even guarded her all day long, originally seemed to be the busiest person in the world, but suddenly he was not busy, and became a rich idler who had nothing to do all day long, only needed to read books, drink tea, and serve flowers and plants.

When her body was better, Ye Wenyu gradually became anxious, she didn't know how long she had been sick, how many days had passed, she was worried about her studies, she wanted to go back to school as soon as possible, but her body still had a high fever repeatedly, and her cough had been very bad, when she wanted to struggle to get up, her limbs were like cotton, and she was always soft and couldn't use any strength, she struggled several times, and finally ran out of strength, but she could only fall heavily on the bed.

In the end, she simply gave up, closed her eyes, and recuperated in peace.

Day after day, the years passed, and when she was completely well enough to half-sit up from the bed on her own, to speak, and to walk on the ground, she looked at the aunt who came in to wash and bathe her, and asked her, "What time is it today?" ”

"April 3rd." Auntie told her with a smile.

What the?! Ye Wenyu was shocked, she struggled to get up with all her strength, and ran to the window barefoot, you must know that the day she fell ill on the side of the road was early spring, March 1st, she was actually sick for a month? She didn't believe it!

The aunt took her slippers in the back and said to her with concern: "Xiaoyu, you are just sick, just run barefoot, remember to wear shoes." It seems that she is the most familiar person with Ye Wenyu in the world, and she watched her grow up, but she doesn't even know her aunt's surname.

Ye Wenyu stood in front of the window, looking outside, this is a villa, her room is on the second floor, the sun is shining outside the window, the magnolia flowers are in full bloom, the camphor tree has faded the dark green old leaves in winter, and the emerald green new leaves have grown, the air is filled with a rich fragrance of flowers, and the birds are singing movingly among the leaves. It's really April in the world.

She was actually sick for more than a month!