Before I knew it, my footsteps had stopped in front of the door of my home, which I hadn't come back for a long time.

Is this your home? Coming to the capital alone, there is no one you can really trust, but...

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Luo Huai sitting in the courtyard, holding a pen in his hand, drawing something.

She walked behind Luo Huai and saw a silhouette of a courtyard painted on the paper, and the feeling of writing was a little better than the previous two days, obviously she had been practicing recently.

Seeing her, Luo Huai nodded and asked, "Why did you come back?" ”

Chengyun smiled slightly: "Everyone got together today to drink some wine, and they came back first." ”

Luo Huai glanced up at her, and suddenly asked, "Are you very uncomfortable?" ”

Chengyun touched his nose with some surprise, and then said, "Why do you say this?" ”

Luo Huai glanced at her a few more times, and finally said very seriously: "I see that your face is pale, is it uncomfortable?" ”

White? Could it be that it was frozen just now?

She reached out and touched her forehead, and found that it was really a little hot, so she smiled helplessly, and said softly: "You still look carefully, I am really not very comfortable, fortunately tomorrow is Xiumu, but I don't want me to go for a day." ”

Luo Huai stood up, put the pen and paper aside, and said to her: "You hurry up and rest, the body comes first, if you do this again, it will be even more uncomfortable in the future." ”

Chengyun nodded: "Thank you." Tomorrow morning you don't have to worry about me, I'll rest. ”

So saying, she went back to her room, changed her clothes, and lay down on the bed.

A lot of things happened today, and her thoughts were a little confused for a while, but the person who made her most difficult to let go of was probably that person.

The encounter when I was young was always so beautiful, especially the friendship that grew up like this childhood sweetheart, it can be regarded as a little guess. But many years ago, she vaguely knew that her uncle wanted her cousin to climb the high branches, although the cousin said that she would not do this, but she always knew in her heart that the two of them might not be suitable from the beginning.

She is not in a family in full swing, nor does she have so much strength to support the ambitions of his family, the thinnest thing in this world is feelings, but a few years of hard work can make a person completely change.

Well, there's no point in thinking about it now.

Perhaps because she was not feeling well, she didn't search for long, and she fell asleep.

At this moment, Luo Huai was busy in the stove. When people are sick, their bodies are cold, and they need to drink some hot porridge to drive away the cold, and he knows that Brother Ji has never paid attention to his body, so he wants to boil some soup for him to drink.

Nowadays, there is no meat, only rice and cabbage, but it is a bowl of hot soup when boiled together.

When the porridge was ready, he took the bowl of porridge and cautiously walked to Ji Chengyun's room.

The candle flame in the house was never extinguished, and he thought that Chengyun had not stopped, so he pushed open the door and walked in.

To be honest, if he was on weekdays, he would definitely knock on the door, but because he had been with Chengyun for these days, and because of Chengyun's arrogant personality, he really regarded this gentleman in other people's mouths as his friend, so he didn't want to talk about those false courtesies anymore.

But when he entered the room, he found that the man had fallen asleep and was breathing steadily.

Putting the porridge on the table, he was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly he heard a cough, and then, there was a somewhat delicate muffled hum...

The sound was small, obviously from suppressed pain, but it was almost impossible for a man to make such a delicate sound...

He turned around and saw that Brother Ji, who had always been smiling, was frowning, his face was covered with sweat, obviously very uncomfortable.

He always felt that he should leave, but he was not at ease, so he returned, stretched out his hand, and touched her forehead.

It's hot, it's really hot.

Sighing slightly, he got up and went to fetch a basin of water, found another piece of cloth, returned to the room, and wiped his sweat for Chengyun.

The dim candlelight shining on the pale cheeks of the person in front of him showed a little tenderness, and there was an indescribable delicacy that was different from that of a man.

And the hand that was placed outside was also extraordinarily small, although she had already noticed that her hand was very small, but at this moment Luo Huai couldn't help but ask himself: Can a man have such a small hand?

The gaze involuntarily fell on her face, and there was no beard on the top of her lips, so it can be seen that what she usually wears should be fake.

Today's Da Chu is based on softness, and many men apply powder to show their beauty, but Chengyun has a beard...

He didn't dare to think about it, and he felt that what he was doing now was very inappropriate, but he couldn't get rid of such thoughts, and just wanted to find out.

There was a fierce struggle in his heart, but he still obediently got up and prepared to leave.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the person on the bed open his eyes, coughed twice, and asked, "Why is Brother Luo here?" ”

In the first moment, he could clearly see the panic flashing in the other party's eyes, but it was quickly masked by the smile, making it difficult to see.

He was also panicked in his heart, but he had to pretend to be calm and composed, and said leisurely: "Send you porridge." I saw that you were not feeling well, and it was possible that it was a disease of wind and cold, so I cooked some hot porridge. ”

Chengyun looked at him, not feeling any deliberate hiding or other emotions, just feeling care. To be honest, she grew up alone all these years, and a lot of times it was she who learned how to care about others, and few people really cared about her.

It's normal to be sick, but it's all on your own, and if it's uncomfortable, it's uncomfortable, cover it with a quilt, and it's okay to shake it all night. If it's really uncomfortable, just snort a few times, or complain a few words when no one is around, and that's already a very indulgent time.

Now that she is taken care of like this, she is still a little uncomfortable, but in the end she doesn't know what to say, she just smiled gratefully: "Brother Luo, thank you, you go to rest early, I'll drink porridge by myself..."