On his first encounter with Gray, he said that if the shoes didn't fit, he would sprain his foot.

In later days, when his actions might damage his body, he would always be mercilessly reprimanded.

Although he was cold and poisonous at that time, his words were sincere, and they were so sincere that people were very moved when they thought about it.

Especially after learning about his difficult experience.

But now, where is Gray Fantasia, who knows how to cherish the body of a dancer?

Shaida remembered what he had said, "I don't want the stage anymore", and couldn't help but be angry.

She didn't care if there were still people around her, whether anyone would notice them, so she just reached out and grabbed his wrist, clenched it, and dragged it back.

"You give me home, give me leave tomorrow, only sleep, not work for a minute! If you can't get rid of the fever tomorrow, it's the same the day after tomorrow, don't think about going anywhere! I'll tell Benjamin he's going to stare at you! ”

He spoke loudly and viciously, sounding angry. Gray gave her a dazed voice, and dragged her forward with a look of astonishment.

Although she was being dragged along, and although the little girl seemed to be puffing up, she was not at all fast when she walked, and she took into account the endurance of Gray's legs. Gray realized this, and pondered her words carefully, and couldn't help but think about it more and more sweetly, and at last couldn't help but laugh slightly.

It is true that the body is overdrawn to a great extent these days, but in the life of a person, there are always some sacrifices, sacrifices that are necessary. The opportunity to make the leap is not always available, and when the opportunity comes, if you can't stick to it, you are likely to miss it.

It's not an irrational choice.

But she was angry, because she felt sorry for herself, which made Gray's heart as sweet as honey. Didn't all the suffering be borne by one person in silence before? But now there is a man, a person who is so cherished and beloved, who is so sad and distressed by the little suffering he has suffered.

Can life still be like this?

Whatever she says is what she is, how she is at her mercy, her heart is sweet. Gray happily dragged her home, was asked to change into her pajamas, obediently went to bed and lay down, covered with a thick quilt.

The girl went out without saying anything, and Gray felt a little tired, but he was not willing to go to sleep like this, because when he fell asleep, he could not see her.

With the intensity of her training, she should have been quite tired today. But she was so immersed in his affairs that she seemed to have forgotten everything, and seemed to be very energetic.

Just like when I first met her.

In less than half an hour, Shaida turned back and held a bowl of hot soup with a strange color in both hands.

It looks a bit like Gray's favorite black tea, but you can smell a pungent and spicy smell from afar.

Gray sat up and took the bowl she was holding.

She had been gone for a long time, so much so that she was slightly panicked, worried that she would not show up again. He even wondered if he should get up and see what she was doing, and see if she was asleep, but he felt that this kind of psychology and behavior were all like a three-year-old child.

When I saw her push the door in, I felt like I was in a state of excitement. He didn't care what she brought to himself, as long as she gave it, even if it was poison, he was willing to drink it.

"I asked Benjamin, and he said that when you are sick, you can't take a lot of medicine, which conflicts with your physical condition, so I cooked you a bowl of brown sugar ginger water and drank it while it was hot to see if it would work." Shaida sat down on the edge of his bed, her tone already softened.

While cooking the ginger soup, she had already begun to reflect and regret her bad attitude just now.

Gray is not the kind of person who does things without consequences, but he is the kind of person who is right. It's ridiculous that I actually scolded him for this reason.

If there were other options, Gray wouldn't have made himself look like this.

Moreover, he is so desperate, and a large part of it must be for himself, can't he even imagine this?

is still aggressive here, adding to his already burning body.

Fortunately, even now, Gray still has a slight smile in his eyes, so real, and he doesn't seem to be angry at all.

"Brown Sugar...... Ginger? Gray asked, confused.

Neither the country of the west nor the country of the north has such a way to drink, only the country of the east has it. Even, there is no brown sugar here at all, and even if there is, it is refined by industrial methods.

Shaida's brown sugar was brought from home the last time she went home, and it was extracted from sugar cane using the ancient method of Tonokuni, which has a strong sugarcane aroma and no chemical residue. She can't confess to Gray because of this, she can't tell him that she has an aunt's pain, right?

In the country of Tono, brown sugar is a good thing, not only because of its high nutritional value, but also because of its many medicinal effects. Just like Gray's current burn, in the case of not being able to use drugs, brown sugar ginger soup is a pretty good choice.

Shaida explained it to him, only saying that this was the folk method of the East Country. Ever since using Shaida's ointment, Gray seems to have some superstition about the earthwork of the East Country, so he drank it without saying a word.

It's actually delicious.

Hot, sweet, just the right amount of spiciness, a warm current poured from top to bottom, just like the little temper she had just made.

Shaida took the bowl and placed it on the bedside table, helped him lie down, and tucked the corners of the quilt for him.

Gray lay on his side, looking at her, smiling, looking like a cat.

Shaida couldn't help but reach out and touch his soft head and sighed.

"I'm sorry, I was in too much of a hurry just now, it's just...... I don't know what I can do for you. ”

Gray looked at her and said, "I don't want anything else, I want ...... Be with me."

"Huh?"

"I want you to stay with me......"

The voice was so small that I couldn't even hear it.

Shaida blushed and whispered, "I'm not leaving, I'm going to watch you until you fall asleep...... However, you have to be well-behaved, and you have to rest like this tomorrow! ”

Gray nodded, feeling that it was not a shame to be treated like a three-year-old like this, but he was very happy.

"Tired or not?" Gray had caught her fingers for some reason, and played with her gently, "It's hard these days. However, I can't be by your side, will I be blamed? ”

Shaida shook her head vigorously.

"That's nothing to me, you know, don't you?"

Gray smiled. Really like her answer.

"I remember the other day, I once said to you, I don't want to dance. Later, I thought about it and regretted it. Ida, if I really don't want to dance, you'll lose love to me one day, won't you? ”

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