The voice on the phone pauses for a few seconds.

Shi Qing asked, "Then who do you want to call to?" ”

Fu Qingli didn't expect her to ask so bluntly, the back of her hand was on her slightly hot forehead, the whole person was dizzy in the futon, but her mood was like being ironed and smoothed folds, even the corners of her lips were happily raised, and there was still a little bit of frosting in her voice.

"I didn't ...... I wanted to call my mom and ask her to come back and bring me some medicine. Ahem. ”

Then, only Fu Qingli's cough was left on the phone.

Shi Qing was silent for a moment and asked out loud, "Do you just have a cold?" ”

"And a little low-grade fever."

Fu Qingli's voice replied very softly, and it sounded like the whole person was weak, and it was completely conceivable that the delicate young man on the other end of the phone was in the posture of a sick beauty, and he couldn't be ruthless at all, and he didn't care about him.

Shi Qing said, "Wait a minute, I'll go over." ”

"Hmm."

Fu Qing replied.

After the call was over, Fu Qingli turned sideways, his eyes unintentionally fell on the trash can at the bottom of the table, and he lowered his eyelashes and looked at it quietly for a while.

Then he got up and walked over, opened the lid of the trash can, pulled the paper towel next to it, crumpled it and threw it in, until the shredded ticket inside was completely covered.

It's obviously a ticket to the same place.

One was carefully tucked into the album, and the other was torn to shreds and didn't even fit in the trash.

Shi Qing carried the medicine bag, collected the umbrella at the door, and waited for Fu Qingli to go downstairs and open the door.

Fu Qingli was wearing a gray and black cotton home clothes, his face looked even more pale and tired, tall and tall, and the wind from outside poured in, I was afraid that he would feel a sense of crumbling.

Shi Qing was afraid that the moisture on his body would touch him, so he said directly: "Don't lean over." ”

Fu Qingli was about to reach out to help her hold the umbrella, obediently took half a step back, and stood in place with his head slightly bowed, like a poor big dog.

Shi Qing rolled the umbrella around, threw it into the umbrella basket, turned around, and saw Fu Qingli's appearance of a little daughter-in-law who had been greatly wronged.

Shi Qing was speechless.

She didn't do anything, did she?

Shi Qing thought about it, and an equally familiar scene came to mind.

She explained seriously: "I can only go so fast. ”

Fu Qingli: "......"

Fu Qingli sighed in his heart, and said on the surface: "I don't think you're slow." ”

Shi Qing: "......" Listen to this duplicity!

She had no wings.

Can she still fly?

was glared at by Shi Qing, Fu Qingli's small grievances disappeared, and the corners of his mouth gently hooked up a smile.

Shi Qing asked him, "Have you had lunch?" ”

Fu Qingli shook his head, "I don't have an appetite, I don't want to eat." ”

Looking at Shi Qing again, Fu Qingli curled up his hand and coughed uncomfortably, and added in a low voice: "I was so dizzy, I accidentally fell asleep." ”

Hold her compassion to the core.

Shi Qing walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took a look, then turned around and said, "Then you go back to your room to rest, I'll cook some white porridge, and you can take medicine after eating." ”

Simply cook white porridge, she still can.

"Hmm."

Fu Qingli didn't pick either, and obediently went upstairs.

After the porridge was cooked, Shi Qing poured water, took the medicine together, and went upstairs to knock on Fu Qingli's door.

After knocking several times, I heard Fu Qingli's slightly hoarse voice coming, "Come in." ”

Shi Qing put the end plate on the table and asked him, "Are you still feverish?" ”

Fu Qingli was sunk in the futon, his black hair was soft and messy, his cheeks were flushed, and he raised the back of his hand in front of his forehead, as if he couldn't test the temperature.

A pair of beautiful eyes looked over as if inquiring.

"You touch?"