I guess it's impossible......

Even if he was alive, he would never be like this...... At least you can walk.

They have been shouting for two years and two years, but two years is the limit, and it is not certain whether they can live for that long.

What's more, it's been more than five months now.

Qiao is not sad again, and she tries not to feel uncomfortable, but it doesn't mean that she is not melancholy.

Leaving this world in more than a year is unacceptable to anyone.

The room was very warm, and after going up, Qiao Youxia could take off his thick down jacket.

Bo Siyu changed her into loose and comfortable pajamas and let her lie on the bed.

The indoor temperature is comfortable, there is no stimulation, there is no hunger and cold, however, there is no freedom either.

She's like a canary.

Joe Youxia put aside her bad mood, picked up the sweater and knitted it.

It's winter now, and the sweater for Miori Hatsuji has gradually come to an end.

The scarf he knitted before, he looked left and right and was reluctant to wear it in the end, for fear of wearing it.

Qiao Youxia felt distressed when he saw it, he was the second young master of the Tang Tang Bo family, when did he lack a scarf to wear.

Even if you want a scarf from all over the world, it's not a difficult task.

But the preciousness is precious, and this sweater was knitted by her.

Seeing that she was busy again, Bo Siyu frowned and wanted to take the sweater in her hand, "What are you knitting, you are in poor health now, you should have a good rest, stop for a while." ”

However, Qiao Youxia dodged lightly, squinted his eyes and smiled, "I'm just not feeling well, I can't walk after walking too much, and it's not that I have a problem with my hands...... Of course, my hands don't necessarily last long, so while my hands are okay for the time being, I want to do something more for you. ”

When Bo Siyu heard this, his brows tightened, "Don't say this kind of thing again, you will be fine, and I don't need you to do anything for me, you just have to rest." ”

Qiao Youxia smiled indifferently, "Then what do you want me to do now?" Sleep? My limbs in this bed are degrading, and if I don't find something to do, I'm afraid I'm going to die of boredom. ”

"......" Bo Siyu didn't know how to pick it up.

Qiao Youxia grabbed his hand and said gently, "My body is not very good, there are very few things I can do now, it is the only thing I can think of that does not hurt my body, and it is more meaningful, I promise not to tire myself, okay?" ”

Bo Siyu looked at her deeply.

Also, I wanted to let her rest, but I forgot to take care of her.

Lying on this bed endlessly every day, the range of activities in this room is really boring.

Bo Siyu sighed, "At most, half an hour will give me an hour of rest." ”

“ok。” Qiao Youxia blinked mischievously, "Don't worry, rest assured." ”

The snow is heavy and the wind is getting stronger, so no matter how much you wear clothes, it will still be cold.

In a place where Qiao Youxia couldn't see, Bo Siyu was wearing gloves and was building a snowman for her.

The servants saw it and hurried up to help, but Bo Siyu didn't need it.

Qiao Youxia said that he wanted a snowman, so he personally got one for her.

There wasn't much he could do and not much time to do for her.

It was cold, it was cold, he didn't wear a mask, and his whole face was red from the wind.

Finally, two hours later, a cute snowman was made.

He has a snow-white body and a long carrot nose and wears a hat.

It's cute.

Bo Siyu looked at the snowman piled up and smiled knowingly, but then his long eyes were dim.

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