Bo Siyu sadly found that he was really cheap......

It was clear that she had abandoned him, and he had hope that he would be able to grasp a little bit and do anything.

That's probably why he's been injured.

"You don't have to respond." Bo Siyu looked at her deeply: "I know that you won't respond to anything I say, so this sentence seems to make me say it more face-saving." ”

“……”

"What I'm going to say in the next time, if you don't want to respond, don't respond." Bo Siyu touched her head: "I don't embarrass you, and I don't want you to feel uncomfortable." ”

“……”

"Do you want to sleep a little longer?" Bo Siyu changed the topic in a blink of an eye: "I'll accompany you." ”

Qiao Youxia shook his head: "I'll weave a scarf, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to finish knitting." ”

If she changed her usual time, Bo Siyu would definitely not let her weave domineeringly: "How to get it, it's not a hurry to reincarnate, I'll talk about it later!" ”

But now, I can't say anything about this kind of arrogance.

Because they don't have it anymore.

He is not organized.

Qiao Youxia took the medicine box and simply medicated his hand, bandaged it, and told him to lie down and recuperate.

Then she picked up the yarn and knitted it, and soon got into earnest.

Bo Siyu lay on his side and looked at her, feeling that he couldn't get enough of it.

As long as she is around, she will feel special at ease, safe like never before.

It is said that the sense of security is given by men to women, but here in Bo Siyu, his sense of security is given by Qiao Youxia.

He looked at her for a long time, and after a few hours of watching it, he fell asleep......

……

When I woke up again, I saw that Qiao Youxia was still weaving, and there was already a faint tendency to get dark outside.

It was about noon when I fell asleep.

She knitted all day!

Bo Siyu sat up and frowned: "You're still weaving?" ”

Qiao Youxia heard him speak, and immediately burst into a warm smile: "Are you awake, are you hungry?" ”

Doing one thing all afternoon, people are really numb.

Bo Siyu looked at her haggard appearance, and felt uncomfortable: "Don't weave, I don't want it." ”

"It's okay, it's going to be good soon." Qiao Youxia smiled indifferently: "What do you want to eat, shall we go downstairs to eat?" ”

Then he leaned over to test his temperature.

She breathed a sigh of relief: "The fever has subsided, but there is still a little low-grade fever, and if you don't go out in the room obediently tonight, it will get better." ”

There is only one day left for such gentleness.

After a day, they will no longer have any association.

Bo Siyu looked at her, hugged her waist, buried his face in her neck, and responded in a deep voice: "Hmm." ”

Qiao Youxia looked down at him, his eyes full of soft light.

……

The rain was still falling slightly, and it was cool outside.

In such a situation, it is destined to stay at home.

In particular, Bo Siyu still has a fever.

The two went downstairs for dinner, and when they returned, Joe began to knit scarves again.

Bo Siyu had nothing to do, so he hugged her and watched TV.

But I said that I was watching TV, but I couldn't watch it at all, and finally turned off the TV and watched her knit a scarf intently and carefully.

"When did you learn this?" Bo Si asked.

He knew it, but he hadn't seen anyone weave it.

Knitting sweaters and stuff is generally done by women.

Grandma and mother don't like to weave, the other is not interested in this and very busy, and then he doesn't have many women, and I really haven't seen anyone knitting this.