After hesitating for a moment, Xiang Zhiyi opened the door.

Heavy gray curtains obscured the light from the window, and the gray checkered quilt bulged out, revealing only a shaggy black head.

Seeing that the person was still sleeping, Xiang Zhiyi felt that he was too offended, and stood at the door and knocked on the door a few times, but the person on the bed did not move.

Xiang Zhiyi frowned, no longer caring so much, and went up to pat Xie Tinghuai on the bed through the thin quilt.

"Xie Tinghuai?"

Xiang Zhiyi's heart was lifted, and he lifted the quilt to see that his face was covered with unnatural powder, the hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, and his brows were tightly locked.

The back of his hand touched lightly, and he subconsciously retracted to the branch.

Why do you have a fever?

Xiang Zhiyi calmed down and called Chen Fang first.

"You first see if there is any fever reducer in the bedside table next to Brother Huai, you will be fine if you take it, if you don't need to trouble you to go out and buy some, I can't pull out now."

Chen Fang's voice was full of anxiety, he didn't know what he was doing, his voice was very noisy.

"yes, okay." Xiang Zhiyi had already squatted on the bedside table and rummaged through it, and sure enough, there was a box of fever reducers inside, which had been eaten.

After making sure that it was not expired, Xiang Zhiyi went to pick up a glass of water and came back, and then slightly supported Xie Tinghuai's head and lifted it up.

"Xie Tinghuai, wake up, take medicine."

Xiang Zhiyi tried to awaken his consciousness a little, but it was useless.

Looking at his slightly pale lips, Xiang Zhiyi pressed his cheeks hard and made him open his mouth a little slit, and decisively stuffed the fever reducer in.

Then he fed him water with a stiff movement, but it all flowed out.

"Xie Tinghuai?" Xiang Zhiyi wiped the excess water with a tissue, and now Xie Tinghuai's consciousness is not awake, and the medicine cannot be fed.

In a hurry, Xiang Zhiyi remembered that there were other ways, and hurriedly got up and went downstairs.

After waiting for them to leave, the eyes of the people on the bed narrowed a slit vaguely.

Just now, he thought in his mind that Xiang Zhiyi was coming, it seemed that he was really confused, and it should be Chen Fang.

He struggled to his feet, took a sip of water, swallowed the medicine, and fell back onto the bed.

It feels like being in a scorching cloud, drifting and swaying, and the consciousness seems to be still stuck in the whirlwind of the playground facilities yesterday.

He heard a bang in his ears, and he raised his eyes to see that the roller coaster Xiang Zhiyi was sitting on broke down and fell from mid-air, and when his eyes turned again, his hand holding her also sank with it.

There was a cold touch on his forehead, reminding him that he was still alive, and he was holding Xiang Zhiyi's cold hand, and behind them was the crashed equipment.

"I'm sorry, I should have been with you."

He should be with her.

Xiang Zhiyi looked at Xie Tinghuai's lips and opened, but he didn't hear what he was saying, but his expression was very painful, and he knew that he had a nightmare just by looking at it.

She just went to the pharmacy outside the community to buy a fever reducer, hoping that this will be effective.

Just when he was pasting Xie Tinghuai's fever reducer, his hand was grabbed by him, and he clutched it very tightly, Xiang Zhiyi didn't break away, and gave up breaking away.

Xie Tinghuai has a fever today, which is more or less inseparable from her.

Yesterday he accompanied her to play so many amusement facilities, and in the end, when his face was not good, she didn't even think much about it, she just thought he was simply dizzy.

Recalling again, she remembered that when she sat up abruptly that morning, Xie Tinghuai was next to her, wouldn't he have stayed there all night?