Chapter 69
"It's so small!"
The memorial face was undisguised disgust, "Aning, let's go back to China with me." β
Whether it was the old house of the Ji family or the house they lived in after them was too small compared to here, he really couldn't figure out how A-Ning could live in such a place.
"Put the painting over there." Shu Ning pointed to the corner of the living room and said expressionlessly, "If you feel small, you can leave now." β
Memorial pursed his lips, said no more, obediently put the painting in the place designated by Shuning, and then followed her step by step, and said carefully, "I want to see your room." β
Shu Ning pushed open the door of the room and said generously: "You can see it yourself, and I'll bring you whatever you want to drink." β
"Milk." Memorial walked in with excitement on his face, as if he thought he had walked into her heart.
In addition to the bed and wardrobe in the small room, the most eye-catching thing is the big bookcase on the wall, which is full of stuffed.
The memorial took out a few books and flipped through them, all of them were medical books, and he couldn't understand them at all.
Just like her current world, he couldn't squeeze into it at all.
Stuffing the book into it, he saw Shu Ning coming in, and asked casually, "A-Ning, what do you usually do when you're not in class?" β
Shuning handed a bottle of milk to the memorial and replied in a flat voice: "Read the book and write the paper." β
In the first two years, she would go out to work, but the more she got to the back, the heavier her schoolwork became, she had to quit her job and concentrate on studying, let alone going out to play.
"Really...... That's it? Memorial took the milk, his face was obviously not convinced, and he continued to ask, "Don't you go out to play?" ...... with friends"
There was an obvious temptation in this, and if Shuning couldn't hear it, he wouldn't be the one who had lived with Memorial for five years.
He came this time, obviously not to deliver paintings.
Shuning regretted it very much, she shouldn't have given him the address so easily.
"A-Ning, where do you usually go to play?" Memorial asked again, approached her a little, and looked at her expectantly, "Do you want to take me out to play when I'm here?" β
Shu Ning didn't think about it and said, "I'm not available." β
"A-Ning ......" Memorial couldn't believe it, his hand was holding the bottle of milk tightly, his knuckles were white, and he trembled slightly.
After seeing the commemoration's face change, Shu Ning realized something, and said, "What I'm talking about is that I didn't have time before, so I don't know where to have fun here." β
After speaking, she added: "If you come to travel, then I will find you a tour guide." β
"I don't want a tour guide, I want you!" Memorial looked at Shu Ning fixedly, the light in his eyes slowly condensed, and seeing that her face changed, he had to add.
"I want you...... Go out with me. β
Shu Ning breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, glared at the memorial, and said helplessly: "I only have two days. β
The day after tomorrow is the weekend, and she really has nothing to do, only one paper that needs to be corrected.
"Two days is enough." The memorial is very satisfied, this time he used the excuse of sending paintings, and came by luck, A-Ning didn't care about him, and he could accompany him for two days, he was so happy.
But with Shu Ning's next sentence, he couldn't be happy.
Shu Ning said: "Tonight, you stay in a hotel, and I will take you there later." β
The corners of Memorial's lips that had just been raised fell again, and he looked at the bed beside him, with obvious longing in his eyes, "A-Ning, can't I sleep with you?" β
This bed will not be crowded if you sleep two people.
"Of course not!" Shuning rejected him without even thinking about it.
"Aning ......"
"No way!" Shu Ning's tone was resolute, obviously there was no room for negotiation at all.
But the memorial will not admit defeat easily, and finally came, he said that he would not go to sleep alone in a cold hotel.
His eyes were wide open, and he looked at Shuning without blinking, filled with dissatisfaction, as if he was silently accusing her.
Then, he bent down and coughed unexpectedly, "Ahem......
"Xiao Nian ......"
Memorial's face turned red from the hard coughing, but then pale again.
"Are you sick?" Shu Ning was worried, and his hand habitually touched his forehead, and his face couldn't hide his worry.
"Ahem...... It seems to be a little uncomfortable. The memorial said, and his voice immediately became nasal.
Touching his thin coat, Shuning frowned, "How long did you wait at the door just now?" β
"It didn't take long, ahem...... Just two hours. Memorial replied while coughing, secretly observing Shuning's face with his spare eyes, and continued to cough.
Shu Ning patted the back of the memorial and exclaimed, "God, you waited for two hours wearing this?" Why don't you call me? It's not as good as wearing short sleeves in China. β
Temperatures in Amsterdam start to drop as early as September, especially at night when the temperature gets colder.
Thinking of the memorial being dressed so thinly and standing at the door waiting for her to come back, Shu Ning couldn't help but blame herself in the bottom of her heart.
"I'm afraid you'll be angry......" Memorial looked at Shuning carefully, as if trying his best to suppress his cough.
That cautious look made Shuning very sad.
"Stupid!" She couldn't help but scold, her face was pale, and she blamed herself more.
"You go take a hot shower first, and I'll get you medicine." She said she was going out.
Memorial took her hand, the light in his eyes faintly appeared, and he asked, "Then I...... Is it possible to stay here? β
Shu Ning looked at him stunned, didn't answer, only took away the milk he was holding in his other hand, "You can drink this milk when I warm it." "After that, don't stop again.
If you don't let him live here, do you want him to go to the hotel alone when he is sick? Shuning asked himself if he couldn't be so ruthless.
What's more, he still came all the way to give her paintings.
βyesοΌβ Memorial couldn't help but cheer, then glanced at the door, and pretended to cough loudly.
He had a low-grade fever, but not enough to cough.
It's just that he knows too much how much Shu Ning attaches importance to his body.
Although the apartment has only two rooms, there are also two bathrooms, in each of their rooms.
So it's okay to let Memorial stay here for two days, as long as Zhao Ru doesn't bring a man back for the night, or bring a friend back for a party.
Shu Ning thought as she went downstairs to buy fever medicine for Memorial.
She has been abroad alone for five years, but she does not have the habit of preparing common medicines at home, because basically any disease is cured at school.
Moreover, she rarely got sick.
After buying the medicine, she saw that the memorial was still taking a bath, so she went to the kitchen to heat the milk, grabbed two handfuls of rice and washed it to prepare for cooking pot porridge.
She hasn't eaten tonight either.
When the memorial came out of the bath, Shuning came in with the medicine in one hand and a cup of hot water in the other, and said to the memorial, "Take the medicine." β
"Can you not eat it?" Remembrance sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt, looking terrified.
He had just finished taking a shower, his black hair was half-dry, soft and messy in front of his forehead, lining his face white, and his eyes below were also as black as ink, and he looked at Shuning pitifully.
"Aning ......"
"No, take antipyretic medicine and take some anti-inflammatory." Shu Ning said mercilessly, directly stuffed the medicine into the commemorative hand, and urged: "Eat quickly." β
Memorial looked at the few small pills in his palm, his face was bitter, and finally he reluctantly ate them, but he directly swallowed those pills together, and then hurriedly poured several mouthfuls of water, almost choking.
Shu Ning patted his chest and said disapprovingly: "How can you eat together, you have to eat separately." β
With water in his mouth, Memorial muttered, "I've already eaten it, and I'm going to eat it anyway." β
It's better to be in pain once than to be apart a few times.
Shu Ning looked at him helplessly, took the bottle of milk that had just been warmed, and stuffed it into his arms, "Drink the milk, and drink porridge later." β
After that, she went out to see the porridge still cooking in the kitchen.
The milk was warm and held in the palm of his hand, as if it could warm his heart.
Memorial opened the milk and took a sip, squinting contentedly, it was the flavor he had always loved.
Or rather, the taste that Shuning likes is what he likes.
After drinking the porridge, Shu Ning wrapped the whole person in the quilt and asked him to cover his sweat.
"Aren't you sleeping?" Only one head was exposed on the memorial body, and he tilted his head to look at Shu Ning.
She sat at the desk, her figure thin, but her back was straight, flipping through the book in one hand, and writing in the notebook with a pen in the other.
"I'll read the book again." She said without looking back.
"Oh!" Memorial was a little disappointed, and Ben still thought that he could sleep with her in his arms.
Eventually, he pursed his lips and lay down peacefully, quietly watching Shuning do his homework.
Unfortunately, after a while, he began to move restlessly, and he felt a little hot, because Shuning had just added a quilt to him.
Secretly pulled open the quilt, got up in remembrance, quietly walked behind Shuning, and stood still.
Shuning was writing quickly, but a dark shadow was cast in front of her, and she turned her head to see Memorial standing behind her, very close.
"You're up like this?" She asked, moving her body unconsciously to the side.
"Aning, I can't sleep." Memorial said truthfully, his voice soft, with a hint of imperceptible coquettishness.
Shu Ning pursed her lips and asked, "Are you not used to it?" β
"It's not." Memorial shook his head, of course he wasn't unaccustomed to it, after all, on the pillow, on the quilt, the whole room was full of A-Ning's breath, how could he not be used to it.
It's just that she is obviously by his side, but she is busy with other things.
Of course he wasn't feeling well.
"Still too sick to be sick?" Shuning asked again.
Memorial shook his head again, and said in a soft voice, "You can sleep with me." β
Shu Ning thought for a while, rubbed his sour eyes, and put down the book, "Then you go and lie down first, and I'll go wash up." β
A smile finally appeared on the memorial face, and he agreed: "Okay." After speaking, he took three steps and made two steps to get into bed, then looked at Shu Ning and urged: "You go quickly, I'll wait for you." β
Shu Ning packed up his textbooks, walked to the door of the bathroom, and glanced back at the commemoration, always feeling that something was strange.