In the room, Shen Ke Changqing sat on the edge of the couch, draped in a black coat, Wen Xien sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, turned his head to look out the window, his body was as thin as paper, and he was getting weaker and thinner.

Ke Changqing was fiddling with a knife with his head down, and after finding the right angle, he took Wen Xien's overlapping hand in front of him, pulled it in front of him, and concentrated on trimming her nails.

His side face looked very cold and serious, as if he was not doing an inconsequential trifle, but studying complex war strategies, and his body unconsciously tensed, looking a little funny.

Wen Xien suddenly withdrew his hand slightly, and a trace of blood oozed from between his fingernails.

Ke Changqing clenched her wrist and didn't let it go, rubbed his thumb heavily, erasing the blood, who knew that the blood soon seeped out again, Yin red stained Wen Xien's delicate and tender fingertip skin, the blood seemed to be wiped clean, Ke Changqing panicked.

Wen Xien pursed his lips and lowered his eyes without saying a word.

Ke Changqing's eyes were red from the red stimulation, and he quickly came back to his senses, rubbed and kneaded his red wrist, and then carefully held the fingertips that were still bleeding, lowered his head, and held it in his mouth.

The time for a stick of incense passed, and the atmosphere was a little eerily quiet.

The knife sharpened his nails and made a subtle "click" sound, and his long hair fell down one side when he lowered his head, lining the cheek line gently and gently, and the smile on his lips was also light and warm.

Wen Xien is quiet and peaceful, which is unbearable.

I have to admit that Ke Changqing was very attentive, trimming Wen Xien's nails neatly, with a beautiful and round arc, he looked at it, and touched it carefully for a moment before he raised his eyes to look at Wen Xien, and said, "The weather has been bad these days, and I will take you out to see when it warms up later." ”

Ke Changqing looked at Wen Xien's pale face, thinking of the meal that had been brought back in the kitchen and almost untouched, his eyes turned cold.

Ke Changqing warmed Wen Xien's cold fingertips, and continued to discuss with her: "If the food here is not appetizing, you tell me, I just made a bowl of osmanthus cheese, and the heat should be ready." ”

Ke Changqing didn't want Wen Xien to reply to him immediately, he reached over to tidy up her slightly wrinkled clothes, and said to himself: "What other flavors of food do you like to eat?" I went to the restaurant in advance to find a good cook, I don't have to eat too much at each meal, and eating small and frequent meals is better for my body. ”

Wen Xien raised his arm to block it, smoothing his neckline himself.

Ke Changqing's movements froze, he withdrew his hand casually, the fingers hanging by his side were clenched, Hao Guangzheng walked in with medicine and a bowl of osmanthus cheese, looking at the relatively cold atmosphere, he didn't dare to treat it, put the bowl down and ran away.

Ke Changqing personally fed Wen Xien to eat, Wen Xien did not resist, he wanted to feed, Wen Xien ate it.

Before he could take two bites, Wen Xien couldn't help but vomit, Ke Changqing's face changed, and he hurriedly called the doctor.

This is not a disease of the body, but a disease of the heart, which cannot be cured by a doctor with great powers.

Ke Changqing also lost his temper because of this, scolded those quacks, scared the doctors half to death, and was terrified every day.

Wen Xien's mood was very unstable behind, and tears fell silently in his arms, no matter how much he made a fuss and no longer spoke, he was distressed, kissing and coaxing, Wen Xien was quite well-behaved and docile and allowed to fiddle and bully, and was completely unpopular.

Ke Changqing's heart seemed to be caught, it was sore and painful, and he was about to pinch blood, even if Wen Xien wanted his life at this time, he could give it without hesitation, as long as Wen Xien could take care of him.

The two hugged each other and lay down for a while, Ke Changqing reached out and touched Wen Xien's neck, and found that there was a hot sweat, he knew that Wen Xien loved to be clean, he called someone in a low voice, and after shouting several times, no one came in, so he had to sit up in his clothes.

Leaving Wen Hui's embrace abruptly, Wen Xien shrank coldly, but did not wake up.

Ke Changqing went to the yard to fetch water by himself, put it on the stove to boil, and when the water was hot, he sat idly on the threshold, looking at this small courtyard, the begonia tree was close to flowering, and the flowers were all over the ground, it was beautiful to look at, but it was somewhat sad.

He pondered that the memories here are not very good, like taking Wen Xien to another place to take a look, far away from Lanzhou, and then find a talented craftsman to create a few wonderful scenes, so as to give birth to Wen Xien, after a long time, the bad memories will be drowned by time, he doesn't want to keep Wen Xien in lockdown, and when Wen Xien's body is better, he will take her to wander around and go to a more distant and free world.

The water boiled after a while, Ke Changqing took the warm water back to the room, soaked the handkerchief to wipe Wen Xien's body, it was not the first time to do this, extremely gentle and careful, and cared for it wholeheartedly, but he was used to being rough, which still made Wen Xien uncomfortable, and hid deep in the quilt in his sleep.

After tidying up, he returned to the bed, took the person into his arms, pressed it tightly on his chest, and fell into a deep sleep.

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The lotus flowers in the lake are particularly beautiful, only to see the lotus flowers are delicate, the green leaves are fresh and tender, like beautiful jade sprinkled on the surface of the microwave rippling lake.

Wen Xien stood by and watched fascinated, his snow-white robe as if it was about to flutter in the wind.

Ke Changqing's face changed slightly, and when he found that she hadn't noticed, he couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, and walked towards her quickly.

A butterfly flew in front of Wen Xien, she was stunned for a moment, raised her hand, and the butterfly stopped on her jade-colored fingertips.

The already cold complexion slowly unfolded, the thin lips with a light shape and a good look gently outlined an arc, and the beautiful eyes were also slightly bent, and the clear eyes moved faintly, blooming with a beautiful and gentle smile.

Wen Xien does not smile all the time, but every time it is a little fleeting, mixed with suffocating tenderness, like a fleeting flash in the pan.

It's just that this time it's been a long time.

It is like a snow lotus frozen in the ice of a thousand years, and the beauty and shock of blooming in the sun are like a miracle that moves people to tears.

As if hearing Ke Changqing's footsteps and gasping, the snow-white fingertips trembled, and the butterfly flew away in fright.

Wen Xien turned her head and looked at the man behind her, staring at him faintly, although there was no focus in her beautiful eyes.

Ke Changqing blinked the moisture in his eyes, bent down and opened his hand to hug her, and dropped a soft, clean, cautious, pious worship, and kiss without lust.

The moment the lip flap reached the eyelashes, the smile on Wen Xien's face suddenly disappeared, without a trace, like a bubble that had been punctured by a sweet dream.

There is only calm indifference, ruthlessness without resentment.

His eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as water, and his big hot hand held Wen Xien's cold fingertips, complaining like a lover: "Didn't I say that it's windy outside, what if you get cold." ”

Today I found that a lot of chapters were blocked, a few chapters were changed, and there are still a few chapters that can't be released (woo woo woo)

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