When Shui Qing'er dragged her heavy steps home. Only then did I discover a very serious problem. Her stomach was still hungry.

She didn't have the energy to go back to the supermarket anymore.

Shake off the flip-flops on your feet. Lie flat on the bed in a large zigzag shape. Eyes staring vacantly at the ceiling. I was still thinking about the man named Bingyang.

Before I met him. She never knew what sadness was. What are tears? Even when she's sad and sad alone. She never shed a tear. She had been admonishing herself from the bottom of her heart. Qing'er. You have to be strong. Cry. It means that you have lost.

But. Xia Yue was right. Bingyang said to her. Always like a distant landscape. In the end, what will accompany her for the rest of her life is the eyelashes that will never leave.

Come to think of it. She closed her eyes slightly. Girls' literature was updated for the first time The thick eyelashes shook uneasily a few times. Fall asleep........

"Bell Bell Bell ~~~~~~~~~~~"

The shrill ringing of the phone woke Shui Qing'er from her sleep on the bed. She opened her eyes in a daze. The sky is already dark. Reached out and pressed the answer button on the phone.

"Qing'er. Yu Fan seems to be sick. The fever is terrible. Can you come and take a look? There was a hint of anxiety in the familiar voice.

For the request of Bingyang. Can she say no. A spirit. Rise. I finish washing it quickly. Walk towards West Street.

When Shui Qing'er saw Bingyang. He was teasing Yu Fan in Xia Yue's arms. But. No matter how funny it is. The child was still crying very much.

"Sister Xia Yue. Girls' literature is updated as soon as possible. I'll look at the kids."

Shui Qing'er stepped forward to check the pulse. Later. took out a thermometer from the medicine box and stuffed it under Xiao Yufan's armpit.

"Sister Xia Yue. When did Yu Fan start to have a fever? ”

"Last night. He had a slight fever. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time. Feed him some medicine. And he fell asleep. After waking up this morning. He cried so much."

"Maybe it's a cold. The child is still young. Resistance to the outside world is still weak. ”

"Qing'er. Yu Fan, he'll be fine. Xia Yue was so anxious that she almost cried.

"Sister Xia Yue. Rest assured. I'm here. Yufan will be fine."

A moment later. Shui Qing'er took off the thermometer. 37 degrees 2.