Xia Xueye walked over slowly, glanced at Yuan Yi, and sat down as well.

When she sat down, Yuan Yi asked her to lend him the cloth bag, and she handed it over. However, when she saw Yuan Yi tear off the bloody gauze on her wrist, she gasped again and again.

Just as Yuan Yi was about to tear the second piece of gauze, she hurriedly reached out to stop him. But he didn't think that his hands were not long enough, so he threw his whole body up. So...... She did stop Yuan Yi's movements, but at the same time, she heard Yuan Yi's heartbeat at zero distance.

She swore she really didn't mean to take advantage. She's just ...... She's just ...... By the way, she just wanted to stop him from tearing the gauze.

Yuan Yi's heart was pounding, like a passionate drum, which made Xia Xueye's face flushed. At the same time, almost without looking at her, she knew that Yuan Yi's face hidden in the mask might not be better than her.

She quickly stepped back and pretended that everything had just happened was a cloud. She pointed to the gauze on Yuan Yi's wrist and said, "This, this gauze doesn't need to be changed unless it's dirty, because there are medicinal herbs in it, and it's ...... yes, what's that? "Somehow, Xia Xueye forgot the name of the medicinal powder for a while.

Fortunately, Yuan Yi nodded very calmly and put down the hand that was about to tear the gauze. Then he replied in a straight voice: "I see, thank you." After speaking, he glanced at the gauze that had been torn off by him and thrown aside. Xia Xueye hurriedly waved her hand: "Even if thrift is a virtue, it doesn't need to be to this extent." As he spoke, he pointed to her cloth bag and motioned for Yuan Yi to use the gauze in the cloth bag.

However, Yuan Yi held the bag with one hand, and with the other hand, he was completely at a loss for how to wrap the gauze. So Xia Xueye silently burned her cheeks again and helped Yuan Yi rewrap her wrist with gauze.

After this great project was completed, Xia Xueye sat on her "straw mat" again, and she only had a feeling of being suddenly separated from the world.

From the window, it was already dark outside. It was probably because Xia Xueye turned her head to the window too often, even if she was as calm as Yuan Yi, she was curious.

He asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

Xia Xueye turned her head and looked at him helplessly: "I'm wondering if they will bring us food." ”

“……”

Yuan Yi was silent for a while and shook his head. "I don't know, are you hungry?"

Xia Xueye turned her head to look at Yuan Yi for a while, but she really didn't know how to explain her situation to him, so she just looked at him and didn't reply.

Yuan Yi saw that she didn't speak, and his heart became even more strange, he looked at Xia Xueye carefully, and said, "Your face is a little bad." ”

Xia Xueye shook her head: "Where is it, my skin is probably too white." After saying that, he laughed. However, Yuan Yi's silence made her have to stop her laughter.

"I'm really fine, it's just a minor illness."

Yuan Yi shook his head: "Although I am not proficient in medical skills, I also know a little bit about it, you are pale and bloodless, and you should have old diseases." ”

As he spoke, he stretched his palms forward, "If you don't mind, I know some techniques for diagnosing pulses." ”

Xia Xueye raised her head, squinted her eyes and smiled at him. "Thank you." As he spoke, he put his hand on the big hand. However, it is not for him to call for a pulse. Just explained to him: "As you said, since it is an old disease, I already know it, you can rest assured." As he spoke, he moved his thatched mat to Yuan Yi's thatched mat.

If you want to ask why you want to waste this effort, it is because the Yuan Yi brothers were too polite when they built this thatched mat, and they almost put the two mats on the diagonal of the house.

Yuan Yi walked to Xia Xueye's side silently and took the straw mat in her hand: "I'll help you." As he spoke, he dragged the mat closer to himself.

However, I don't know if Yuan Yi noticed that when Yuan Yi took the thatch mat from Xia Xueye's hand, Xia Xueye hurriedly held on to the wall beside him. When she was still standing, she walked slowly to the mat and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, Yuan Yi's eyes surrounded her.

"What are you looking at me like that!" Xia Xueye asked.

However, Yuan Yi shook his head: "I don't force you, but if you feel uncomfortable, remember to call me." As he spoke, he took off the cloak he had been wearing and handed it to Xia Xueye. Xia Xueye nodded. "Of course I do." As he spoke, he draped the windbreaker handed over by Yuan Yi on his body. But as if he remembered something again, he hurriedly looked at the cloth bag next to him and handed a dark brown woolen scarf to Yuan Yi.

"If I accept your kindness, you can't refuse me, can you?"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and wrapped his scarf around Yuan Yi's neck, and patted Yuan Yi's shoulder with a grin after he was done.

Yuan Yi seemed to be amused by her expression, and laughed sullenly twice, which can be regarded as acquiescing to Xia Xueye's behavior.

And Xia Xueye wrapped herself up and down with her coat, and silently pasted it on Yuan Yi's shoulder, and then fell asleep.

In fact, because of the convulsions in her stomach from time to time that night, Xia Xueye should have slept very lightly, but when she recalled it many years later, her memory of that night was very empty. She only faintly heard the noisy voices outside the door and Yuan Yi's heavy breathing, but from time to time she would see Qianniang standing under the sun and smiling at her, she said, "It's good to have a beloved." As soon as Qianniang finished speaking, the picture blurred again. All of this is like a surrealist image in Xia Xueye's mind. Until the next day, she was woken up by Yuan Yi.

She was drinking coffee in her study one second, but the next she realized that she was in a room with only vents. The gap made her almost unable to tell which one was her dream.

She looked at the person in front of her and struggled to identify: "Are you?" Her voice was still trapped in a dream, and it was inevitable that she was a little hoarse.

However, Yuan Yi frowned. He cautiously turned his head to look at Xia Xueye who was lying on his shoulder softly, with sleepy eyes, although he was watching him talk, it was more like he was talking in a dream.

He reached out and shook it in front of her. But Xia Xueye didn't seem to see it, she just looked at the man standing in front of her, and she seemed to be trying to identify who this person was.

Yuan Yi hesitated for a moment and reached out to cover her forehead. As soon as he touched it, he was shocked. The hot temperature made him fall into extreme uneasiness.