When the pear vortex in front of him suddenly disappeared, Jun Lan's heart was full of disappointment, and at the same time, he also woke up at this moment, but when he saw Ye Feiyan's face that seemed to be a little abnormal, he couldn't help but get nervous.

"Yan'er is not feeling well, she must have suffered from the wind chill from sleeping on a chair last night?" After speaking, he didn't care about why he lost his mind before, stretched out his right hand, and stroked Ye Feiyan's forehead.

Ye Feiyan's face became more and more red, and he gently took down his hand on his forehead with his hand, "It's okay, maybe it's just that the sun has been shining for a long time and it's just a little hot." ”

Jun Lan felt that although Ye Feiyan's forehead was a little hot, it was not too hot, so he reluctantly withdrew his hand.

The temperature of Ye Feiyan's forehead seemed to remain in the palm of his hand, which was warm and soft, making his hand, which was a little cold because of his weakness, feel a little warmer.

He couldn't help but raise his eyes and look at Ye Feiyan's forehead, imagining the feeling when he touched the palm of his hand just now, and he had the urge to touch it again, but thinking that his cold hand would definitely make Yan'er feel uncomfortable, he had to stop his impulse, but the loss in his eyes did not fade immediately.

Ye Feiyan felt that since Jun Lan's poisonous hair, he seemed to have completely changed as a person, no longer the prince who wanted to tease her and pinch her at any time, he was like a sick and weak child at the moment, and the loss and sadness in his eyes were distressing.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Ye Feiyan naturally took Jun Lan's hand, and put the index and middle fingers of his right hand on his pulse, although the pulse was a little weak, but it was very stable, but the wrist seemed to be a little cold.

She shook Junlan's wrist with her own hand, and then leaned up a little more, as if her arm was also a little cold.

"Blame me for not thinking enough about Zhou Xiang, you are weak now, although there is sunlight, but the clothes on your body are thin, you should cover a square blanket on your body, you sit for a while, I will go back to the house to get it."

After Ye Feiyan finished speaking, she patted Junlan's hand soothingly, then stood up and went back to the house.

Since Ye Feiyan began to check his pulse, Jun Lan began to be in a state of panic, feeling her warm fingertips on his wrist, and then reached into his sleeve and touched his arm, the warm feeling made him feel very comfortable, and when her hand was withdrawn, his heart became even more lost.

He didn't know why he was like this, perhaps because he had become sentimental because of his weak body, and he hoped that his Yan'er would be so gentle with him, and that she would glare at him as she had done yesterday, when he offended her.

The firmness in his heart when he hugged her before leaving the house seemed to be slowly disappearing, five years, he only had five years, could he really create a place for her to survive? And he selfishly asked her to stay with him for five years, so how should she deal with herself after he is gone?

Jun Lan felt that his heart was tightly surrounded by a sadness, just like when he was eight years old, after the death of his mother, he held his four-year-old brother and knelt in front of his mother's spirit, wanting to cry but couldn't, and their father, after just coming to see him, led his brother who was two years older than him to leave.

Jun Lan felt his eyelids sink more and more, and it felt as if everything was a dream, passing through his mind, and finally a smiling face with two pear vortices appeared, and then he lost consciousness.

When Ye Feiyan came out with the blanket, she saw Jun Lan leaning on the back of the chair and entering a coma, she threw the blanket casually, hurriedly picked up Jun Lan's face, and called out a few times urgently, but she didn't see any response from him.