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Lu Yanchen drove the car and drove methodically on the silent and winding road.

The car was very quiet, both of them were silent, Lu Yanchen didn't ask Time, why she appeared in the sanatorium, and Time didn't take the initiative to tell Lu Yanchen why she came to the sanatorium.

Time kept looking at the window, and his blank gaze seemed to have no focus.

When the car stopped downstairs, she woke up from her sleep: "It's here." ”

Lu Yanchen didn't reply to her words, just pushed the car door and got out of the car first.

Speaking honestly, time is very strange Lu Yanchen's attitude, she thought that Lu Yanchen followed him to the sanatorium, and he should ask something, but except for telling her why he appeared at the door of the sanatorium, nothing else was said.

His performance is really intriguing.

The two entered the elevator, and almost at the same time reached out to press the floor button, and the hands of the two touched together, Lu Yanchen suddenly frowned, and his face sank: "Why are you so hot?" ”

"Is it hot?" Time didn't feel it, she raised her hand and touched her head, "No." ”

Lu Yanchen also touched her forehead, and then said affirmatively: "You have a fever!" ”

"Fever?" I didn't feel the time, I just felt a little sleepy and wanted to sleep, but I thought about a lot of things, and I couldn't fall asleep.

The elevator door opened, the eleventh floor arrived, and Time walked out directly, and when he opened the door, he found that Lu Yanchen also followed.

She turned her head to look at her, "Are you still okay?" ”

Lu Yanchen didn't reply to her, just pushed the house open, then pulled her into the house, and directly pressed her on the sofa and sat down, "Where is the cold medicine, I'll get it for you." ”

Time is not very used to it, sit up from the sofa, "I'll take it myself." ”

But just got up and was pressed back, sometimes some people don't need words and movements, just a micro-expression, or a simple action, can reveal a shocking momentum in an instant.

Metaphor for the moment.

Time pointed to the drawer next to the TV, "It should be there." ”

Lu Yanchen walked over, took out the cold medicine from it, put it on the coffee table, and then went to pour her a cup of warm water.

Time didn't say anything this time, and obediently took the medicine.

originally thought that Lu Yanchen should go back, but Lu Yanchen asked her again: "What about the fever paste?" ”

"No need."

"You go to bed and lie down, and I'll get it for you."

"I really don't need to."

Without grinding with her, Lu Yanchen picked up the key to her house and turned to leave.

When the door closed, Time felt the sound of his own drum-like heartbeat ringing in his ears, and the blood accelerated backwards, and the whole person was shocked.

She is getting more and more incomprehensible about Lu Yanchen.

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When Lu Yanchen came back, Time was already lying on the bed, breathing evenly, obviously already asleep, he sat on the edge of the bed, took a piece of fever and pasted it on her head.

Bingbing was very refreshing, and her slightly frowning brow slowly stretched out.

He remembered that in the past, when the two were together, once she had a cold and fever, and there happened to be a small competition.

No matter how he coaxed her, she refused to take the medicine, for fear that she would not pass the drug test.

At that moment he was a little angry, she hugged his neck and said to him in a coquettish voice, "You kiss me, I heard that kissing will cure the cold,"