"It's just useless, nothing." He rubbed Hemai's cheek gently, "Go wash your face, and I'll do the rest." ”

"Hmm." He Mai lowered his head and answered, and went out to wash his face and wash for a long time.

When it was time to eat, He Mai made some dishes, but they didn't serve them, so he greeted Liulang and went to Qin's place, saying that he was going to bring some food.

He Mai was grinding at Qin's place and refused to come back, it was almost a watch, and he didn't return home until he had to leave, and as soon as he went out, he saw Liulang's face.

"What are you whispering to grandma, and you haven't come back so late?" Rokuro walked over with a smile and took Hemai's hand, "Wouldn't it be good to talk about it early tomorrow morning?" ”

When He Mai saw him, he was stunned, and let Rokuro lead him in the direction of home, but he didn't answer him.

Rokuro sensed that something was wrong with Hemai and asked, "Hemai?" ”

"Huh?" He Mai looked at Rokuro with a blank face, his eyes were obscure.

"What's going on?" Rokuro looked at the tears that gradually accumulated in Hemai's eyes, his heart tightened, and he panicked.

"Why are you crying?" He took He Mai in his arms in distress, and saw He Mai's usually energetic little face by the moonlight, as if he had been hit by something.

"It's nothing......" He Mai replied to him in a hoarse voice, "I just miss my father......"

Liulang looked at her with pity, "When you were talking to your grandmother, did you talk about your father-in-law?" ”

"It's not ......," He Mai shook his head with tears in his eyes, "It's what I thought ...... myself."

Liulang was silent, and after a while, the hand holding Hemai's shoulder gradually tightened, and sighed softly: "Don't bear it, cry out if you're sad." People can't be resurrected after death, and your father-in-law can't give you the love and care, and I'll be responsible for it in the future, okay? ”

"Good...... All right? He Mai looked up at him, his little face full of mottled tears.

"Of course it's good," Rokuro solemnly promised.

He Mai looked a little bitter, "But can you really do it?" Rokuro ...... Will you also leave? ”

"How could I leave," Rokuro smiled, gently touching Hemai's soft hair, "How long you are here, I will be here for as long as you are, if you are tired of life here and want to leave, I will accompany you, okay?" ”

"Can you really do it?" In addition to the accumulated tears in Hemai's eyes, the rest was a deep sadness.

"Of course," Rokuro was puzzled by Hemai's attitude, wondering why she doubted her promise so much tonight.

But it was redundant, Hemai didn't want to listen to Liulang anymore, but said that he was tired and wanted to go home and sleep quickly.

When he went back to the house and put out the oil lamp, Rokuro jumped into bed, and saw that He Mai had turned his back and no longer paid attention to him, let alone as before, and obediently stuffed his little hands into his wide hands.

Rokuro knew that He Mai was sensitive today and in a bad mood, but he didn't think much about anything else.

Liulang didn't know that Hemai this night was really sad and sad, and all he thought about was what Liulang said to Xu Jiang in the house.

She doesn't mind if Liulang tells Xu Jiang the real situation of the two of them now, whether she is innocent or not, what she minds is Liulang's words that if he leaves, she wants her to find another lover.

How could he say that?

If he wanted to leave, why did he provoke her before?

He clearly knew that he was in love, but if he told her to find another lover, could it be that in his eyes, she was such an empathetic widow?

She couldn't figure out what kind of identity Rokuro was, and where was he going to go back?

And why can't you guarantee that you can bring yourself?

She didn't know any of these wheat, and now at this moment she suddenly knew that she knew too little about Rokuro.

If Rokuro is a book, then she only knows about Rokuro on the pages in front of her.

The real Rokuro, she didn't even know that she hadn't even seen his true face.

It's ridiculous, she also thinks that she has found a treasure that is hard to find, that Rokuro is unique in the world, and she is also happy about it, and how lucky she is!

But now it seems that everything is like a mirror flower, and maybe at some point, everything will be empty.

He Mai fell asleep that night, and the next morning, he developed a high fever.

The fever came so quickly that it almost made Rokuro helpless.

Xu Jiang went to the village to consult and couldn't find anyone, so Liulang had to invite Qin, Qin took care of Hemai in the house, and Liulang found some herbs outside the house and boiled Hemai.

As early as when he went up the mountain with Hemai to collect medicine, he began to study medical books, and he had some understanding of several common herbs in medical books and the diseases that could be treated.

Qin said: "This kid, when he was at my place last night, he was fine, why did he have a high fever overnight?" ”

Liulang remembered Hemai's strange appearance last night, and asked Qin: "Hemai went to you yesterday and what did he say to you?" ”

Qin Shi thought for a while, "I didn't say anything, it was just a little bit of a parent's shortcomings, but when I looked at her, it seemed like she had something on her mind." As she spoke, she asked Rokuro, "Rokuro, are you two talking?" ”

"No," Rokuro shook his head, pondered for a while, and then whispered to the Qin clan, "It's just a fever, it's not that serious." Grandma, you can go back in a while, and I'll take care of it here. ”

Qin nodded, "I'll bring you porridge early tomorrow morning." ”

After the Qin family left, Liulang pasted Hemai's forehead again, which was not as hot as before.

Liulang breathed a sigh of relief, went to the stove room to boil water again, wiped Hemai's sweaty forehead and sideburns, palms and backs of his hands, and tucked the quilt before going to bed.

After lying on the bed for a while, Rokuro looked at Hemai's side face and was about to fall asleep in a daze, when he suddenly heard Hemai calling out to himself.

"Rokuro, Rokuro......"

Calling one after another, Rokuro sat up with a spirit, "Hemai? ”

He Mai's eyes were closed, and his lips overflowed with shouts one after another.

She was so confused that she kept calling Rokuro's name.

Liulang felt a little pity, his fingers ran across her distinct eyebrows, and called her softly, "Hemai, Hemai?" ”

The call in Hemai's mouth stopped, his brow moved, and he continued to fall asleep.