One

Nanyun couldn't have imagined that it was this unexpected fright that made Shen Qingluo sick for many days.

Every day, Shen Qingluo was groggy, as if she was asleep, and even in her dreams, she would wake up screaming.

Nagumo felt very troubled.

In any case, Shen Qingluo's body must not be missed.

However, after looking for a few Langzhong in a row, except for prescribing a few pairs of convulsive medicines, there was no other good way.

Nanyun carefully examined it, except for a scar on his face, which was scratched by a cat, there were no external injuries in other places.

Then, the cause of her can only be fright.

A mere cat can be scared like this, and only a young lady like her would be so vulnerable.

Nanyun looked at Shen Qingluo, who was lying on the bed and was asleep, at a loss.

The already unsightly face, now, has added another scar, making her look a little uglier.

Yuan'er stood aside, absentmindedly washing a hand towel.

Nagumo asked, "Your young lady, have you ever been in this situation before?" ”

Yuan'er looked up and glanced at him quickly, realizing that he was talking to herself.

In this room, except for the sleeping Shen Qingluo, there was no fourth person.

It was the first thing Nagumo had said to her since that night.

It's about Shen Qingluo.

Yuan'er let out a noncommittal "um".

Nagumo raised his voice and continued to ask, "Didn't you hear me?" Why not answer? ”

Yuan'er heard a little anger in his voice.

Yuan'er was angry, and immediately replied: "Yes." There have been before. ”

Nanyun realized that he was a little anxious, calmed down, and said gently: "Ah, then, you tell me in detail." ”

Yuan'er said: "I heard that many years ago, when Miss was a child, once, a cat raised by Zhang's mother in the house frightened Miss, Miss had a serious illness, and the master beat Zhang's mother fiercely and drove her out of the house. ”

Nanyun pondered for a moment and asked, "Was it the same that time?" ”

Yuan'er said: "At that time, Yuan'er had not yet entered the mansion, so I don't know the more detailed situation. If your uncle wants to know, you might as well ask Steward Li. ”

Nanyun nodded: "Okay, I see." ”

Distraught, Nagumo stood up and paced back and forth in the room.

I saw a big bag on the small table next to it.

Nagumo felt familiar.

"What's that?" He asked, pointing to the baggage.

Yuan'er glanced at it: "It's silk." Miss asked Lao Luo to send it. ”

"What do you want this for?" Nagumo asked casually. I gently pinched it with my hand, it had good elasticity and soft texture, and it was really a good silk.

"Miss wanted to make a padded jacket for the old lady herself, and that night, she specially asked Yuan'er to get it." Yuan'er lowered her head and said.

Nagumo suddenly remembered that night. Yuan'er touched him, the big burden that rolled to the ground.

It's rare for her to have such a mind. Nagumo's heart was sour.

Looking at Yuan'er, who wanted to speak, Nanyun felt a little embarrassed.

Back at the bedside, he carefully put his hand on Shen Qingluo's forehead, tested the temperature, and frowned: "The fever hasn't subsided yet." You go outside to take a look, is the medicine boiled? ”

Yuan'er whispered yes and walked out of the house.

When she walked past Nangumo, Yuan'er looked at him deeply.

He didn't look at her, but concentrated on putting a cool towel on his wife's forehead.

She couldn't help but shed a string of tears.

Man, what kind of animal is it? Can it be so free and easy, with forgetfulness?

She was even fully convinced that that night, it was just an accident, because of a hangover.

Now, he's deliberately forgetting, or even never remembering.

Two

Shen Qingluo felt as if her heart was burning, burning like fire.

A deadly fear enveloped her deeply.

She seemed to be in a barren land, lonely and lonely, floating like duckweed.

Slowly, the deep water of the lake came up, threw her thin body up, and fell down hard.

She was in pain.

Suddenly, a distant voice came, and that voice made her quiet for a moment.

It's an old folk song.

Vaguely remembered.

"Remembering the plum down to Xizhou, folding the plum to send the north of the river. The single shirt is apricot red, and the double sideburns are young color. Picking lotus in Nantang autumn, lotus flowers are overheaded······

”

Singing so cheerfully, why, would she remember it so clearly?

Where did she hear about it?

She continued the song in a muttered way: "Remembering Langlang is not coming, looking down at Feihong." Hongfei is full of Xizhou, and Wanglang goes to the Qinglou ······"

The silhouette of a vague man fluttered in her heart, and Shen Qingluo tried her best to see that face clearly, but she couldn't see it.

She only heard an extremely gentle voice whispering in her ear: "Little Yu'er, are you here today?" ”

"I'm coming."

"I've been waiting for you here."

She couldn't help but say.

"Qingluo!" A hurried voice called in his ears.

Green pol? Who is Qingra?

She struggled to think in her dreams.

"Green ravel! Wake up! The man's voice became clearer and clearer, and finally Shen Qingluo opened her eyes.

Nanyun said happily: "Qingluo, you finally woke up!" ”

Shen Qingluo was in a trance for a second.

In the dream, who is the man who calls "Little Fish"?

Who are the little fish?

Nanyun looked happy: "You don't know, how anxious I am." ”

Shen Qingluo looked at the handsome man in front of her, and her heart was hot.

She slowly reached out and tried to caress his face.

He changed the towel on her forehead and said, "You know what? You slept for ten days. ”

Ten days?

She was slightly stunned.

"You're all here all these days?" She asked softly.

"Of course." Nagumo smiled.

"So," Shen Qingluo's throat suddenly became speechless, "You have been with me?" There was surprise and doubt in her voice.

Xiao Rong smiled on the side: "Miss, you don't have to doubt it. Ever since you got sick, my uncle hasn't left this house. ”

Shen Qingluo looked at Nanyun intently.

His eyes clearly showed signs of sleep deprivation.

"So, where do you rest at night?" She whispered.

Nanyun smiled: "Naturally, it's by your side." ”

Shen Qingluo blushed with shame.

Nagumo laughed: "We are husband and wife, what's the matter?" ”

I can't see that Shen Qingluo's shy appearance is actually a little charming.

"You said just now, you've been waiting for me. Is it? Nagumo quipped.

Shen Qingluo was slightly stunned.

She wasn't sure who she was talking to.

She couldn't explain why, there was a strange man in her dream.

Many years ago, she also had a serious illness with a high fever, and she also had such a strange dream.

But how?

Say she dreamed of someone else?

She had no choice but to smile noncommittally.

"That song you sing is good. What is the tune? Nanyun asked as he took a bowl of hot porridge from Xiao Rong's hand.

Sing? Shen Qingluo was surprised.

"I listened vaguely, it seemed to be "Xizhou Song". Is it? Nanyun sat down in front of the bed, scooped up a spoonful of porridge with a small spoon, and brought it to Shen Qingluo's lips.

Shen Qingluo didn't have time to think, opened her mouth, and swallowed.

Delicious porridge.

Xizhou Qu? What Xizhou Qu? She had never heard of it.

Shen Qingluo looked around and was a little strange: "What about Yuan'er?" Why don't you see Yuan'er? ”

Xiao Rong said: "Sister Yuan'er has been a little uncomfortable these days. This time he was about to fall asleep. These days, she decoction and medicine, and it is also very hard. ”

Shen Qingluo nodded: "It's hard for her." I'm fine. It's time for you guys to get some rest. ”

Nanyun touched Shen Qingluo's forehead and said with satisfaction: "Well, it's really not hot." Later, let Lang Zhong take a look, and I will rest assured. ”

Xiao Rong said enviously: "Uncle treats Miss, it's really good!" ”

Nanyun smiled: "Don't wait for your young lady to change clothes?!" ”

Turning his face to Shen Qingluo, he said, "You have a good rest, I'll go out first." ”

Shen Qingluo smiled and said, "You can get busy." I'm fine. ”

Three

Nagumo went out the door and glanced next door.

He knew that there was a woman there who needed his comfort.

He hesitated for a moment.

Look left and right, there is no one around.

He walked briskly over and quickly pushed open the hidden door.

The room is very shallow, lift the door curtain, enter the house, a clean and tidy room, with a panoramic view.

A dresser, two chairs, and a few pots of blooming orchids in the corner, exuding a faint fragrance.

On the bed, half-lying and half-leaning, a resentful beauty is Yuan'er.

When Yuan'er saw Nanyun coming in, a beautiful smile immediately bloomed on her face.

Nagumo walked a few steps to the bed.

Yuan'er spread her arms.

Only one handful, the husband and the woman, hugged each other tightly.

Yuan'er whispered, "I thought you would never pay attention to me again." ”

Nanyun kissed her on the cheek and said, "Silly girl, how can I be willing to ignore you?" ”

Yuan'er said: "The sky is blue, aren't you afraid that Miss will find out?" ”

Nanyun eagerly unbuttoned Yuan'er's shirt and said, "I can't take care of it. ”

Standing up, Yuan'er couldn't help but scream.

"Don't scream." Nagumo hurriedly covered her mouth.

"You lighter." Yuan'er said shyly, "People are sick." ”

"I'm here to cure you for lovesickness." Nagumo laughed evilly.