When Song Qingchun woke up, it was already noon.

When she got up from the bed, she realized that she was lying on the edge of the bed.

And the bedroom was empty, she was the only one, and Su Zhinian didn't know where she went.

When she got out of bed, she noticed that she had gauze on her knees, and the gauze had been rubbed off the edge of her sleep, and she could just see that the bruises had been treated.

In Su Zhinian's villa, there are only two people, him and her, so ...... Did he treat her with this wound?

Song Qingchun sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the gauze at her knees, and the softest part of her left chest was tinged with a strange warmth, and even the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise.

It made her vaguely feel as if she had gone back in time, back to the good times when she lived in his villa.

Just when Song Qingchun was stunned, the bedroom door behind her was suddenly pushed open, she turned her head suddenly, and saw Su Zhinian walking in indifferently.

Song Qingchun subconsciously stood up, perhaps because he had just woken up, he didn't think too much in his mind, and directly blurted out a question: "Has the fever subsided?" ”

Her tone was naturally like the time when she had lived in his villa and got along with him the most, without any rustiness or politeness...... It seems that he and her have not been separated or estranged during this period of time......

Su Zhinian stared at Song Qingchun for a few seconds before nodding his head lightly and not making a sound.

Song Qingchun walked in front of him generously, raised his hand, and reached his forehead.

The moment her soft palm touched his skin, his hand subconsciously clenched into a fist.

When he went downstairs in the morning, he didn't come up.

Leaving the bedroom with a warm atmosphere when he woke up in the morning, reason gradually returned to his brain.

He sat quietly on the couch upstairs all morning, thinking about how he and her, when everything was settled, how could they be involved again in an instant?

It seems that in the dark, there is a doomed ......

When she got up, he heard the voice, and then he got up and went upstairs, and he stood at the door and organized the language in his heart for a long time to let her go, but when he pushed the door open, he saw a picture like a dream.

The sun outside the window was quiet, she was a head shorter than him, her pure eyes were sincere concern, he could feel her heart seriously feeling his body temperature, such a beauty, I really wanted her to drown in it...... Those words that have been drafted are wrapped around their mouths, but they can't say anything.

Song Qingchun didn't know what Su Zhinian was thinking in her heart, and her hand was quietly placed on his forehead for about a minute before she took it back.

She bent her eyes at him: "I didn't have a fever in the morning, but now it seems that the temperature is a little high, when Dr. Xia came last night, he brought you medicine, you have to take it on time......"

Song Qingchun said, turned around and walked to the bedside table, looked at the bottles and cans one by one, and then held it to Su Zhinian and said, "Take two pills in this white bottle, this is an anti-inflammatory drug, Doctor Xia said to take four pills, and this one is a ......."

"Seems a bit of a hassle...... You haven't eaten yet, have you? Song Qingchun glanced sideways at Su Zhinian, and then counted the pills in his palm according to the way he just said, then got up and walked to the coffee table and poured a glass of water.