Song Sining leaned on Qi Fangyan's shoulder and cried.......

Qi Fangyan didn't know Song Sining, and he didn't know why he was crying, but he didn't explore other people's sore hobbies, but subconsciously blamed everything on Song Sining's illness and cried uncomfortably.

He didn't say a word, and continued to rub Song Sining, but Song Sining didn't speak, just lay on his shoulder and cried, the voice was not loud, sometimes it was estimated that it was uncomfortable, and he was a little humming.

Qi Fangyan's subordinates touched Song Sining's abdomen, and he could clearly feel his stomach trembling with the cry, as soft and delicate as a piece of nephrite.

Gradually, Song Sining was tired of crying, lying on Qi Fangyan's shoulder, and did not move.

Qi Fangyan felt that Song Sining's wheezing voice gradually calmed down, and the cold and throbbing abdomen under his hand also became warm and calm, he straightened up and withdrew his hand.

I thought that Song Sining was already asleep, but who knew that it was Qi Fangyan who moved like this, but Song Sining suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Qi Fangyan's clothes, and asked in a low voice: "What are you going to do?" ”

Before Qi Fangyan could reply, he pulled the hand of Qi Fangyan's clothes and shrank in front of him, saying, "The curfew has passed at nine o'clock, and you are not allowed to go out......"

There was a nasal voice in his voice, he was sick like this, and he was still thinking about Guan Qi Fangyan.

Qi Fangyan glanced at him and said, "I'm not going out." ”

Song Sining was stunned, his mouth moved and he wanted to ask, but in the end he didn't ask, he pursed his mouth, and commanded Qi Fangyan with his nose in his mouth: "My eyes are wet with gauze, give me another one." ”

Qi Fangyan felt that he was looking for trouble again, and said, "I won't change, you find a doctor." ”

"Nope." Song Sining grabbed Qi Fangyan's clothes tighter, and said in a soft voice: "My eyes can't see water for a long time, otherwise I will .......be blind."

It took Qi Fangyan a few seconds to understand the meaning of Song Sining's words.

Because of preconceived notions, in Qi Fangyan's potential impression, Song Sining was a blind man, but Song Sining's words made Qi Fangyan suddenly remember the case he saw Song Sining that day.

It was written that Song Sining's eyes had the possibility of regaining his sight.

Qi Fangyan lowered his head, took a deep breath, and asked him, "How to change?" ”

Song Sining pointed in the direction of the table and told Qi Fangyan how to change the gauze.

In fact, it is not difficult, just put the medicated gauze on the position of the eyes, and finally tie the white gauze to fix it.

Qi Fangyan took the potion and gauze to the bedside table, sat on the edge of the bed, and untied the white veil on Song Sining's eyes.

On weekdays, Song Sining's face is covered with a white veil, and the exposed facial features are already beautiful and outstanding, but now that the white veil is untied, Qi Fangyan sees his eyes.

Song Sining's eyes didn't open, but just from the slender and slightly curved arc when he closed his eyes, it was not difficult to guess how delicate and perfect this face would be when these eyes opened.

No wonder when he heard that Nan He drank too much wine, he didn't forget to ask if the young master of the Song family's face was really as beautiful as the rumors.

Qi Fangyan didn't care about this, he lowered his head and dipped a cotton swab in medicinal wine, and said to Song Sining, "Come here." ”

Song Sining raised his chin slightly, leaned in the direction of Qi Fangyan, and the slightly cool and moist cotton swab was attached to Song Sining's eyelids.

The crying just now has not completely subsided, Song Sining seems to have suffered a great grievance here in Qi Fangyan, his eyes are very red, the tip of his nose is also flushed, and he is trembling pitifully inhaling.

Even if he didn't want to cry, but he cried too much just now, his closed eyes would still unconsciously soak out tears, and the medicinal wine that Qi Fangyan had just wiped was dyed by Song Sining's overflowing tears before it dried out.

After going back and forth like this twice, Qi Fangyan was impatient, raised his hand and pulled out two pieces of paper to cover Song Sining's eyes, and said, "After crying first, then take medicine." ”

"I didn't cry." Song Sining refused to admit it, but still bit her lower lip obediently.

It wasn't until he bit his mouth red and moist, and the moistness in his eyes dried, that he pushed Qi Fangyan's hand away, and said angrily, "Okay......."

Qi Fangyan was very patient in giving him the medicine, for fear of damaging Song Sining's delicate eyes, and every step was done according to Song Sining's words.

In order to see more clearly, Qi Fangyan was very close to Song Sining, and Song Sining could feel the blood all over his body surging up, making his eyelids burn terribly, and he didn't know if it was because he had just cried or because of Qi Fangyan.

Song Sining's fingers were on the bed, and he tightened the sheets little by little, not even daring to breathe.

Finally, after taking the medicine, Qi Fangyan sat on the edge of the bed and cleaned up the bottles and cans on the bedside table, Song Sining lay back on the bed, and the sound of Qi Fangyan cleaning up things echoed in his ears.

The tense nerves relaxed, and Song Sining was a little sleepy, but he was afraid that Qi Fangyan would leave after he fell asleep.

Song Sining thought about it and felt that he should talk to Qi Fangyan more, maybe Qi Fangyan would not leave in this way.

So Song Sining raised his right hand from the quilt, pointed to Qi Fangyan at the location of the tiger's mouth, and whispered, "Press me here next time." ”

Qi Fangyan turned his head to look at the place where Song Sining was pointing, and didn't understand: "What do you mean?" ”

Song Sining taught him: "Next time I can't stop throwing up, you just press me, I will feel a lot better......"

After being sick this time, Song Sining seemed to have faded away from the nobility and vigilance of the past.

His hair was soft and scattered between the pillows, and the yellow light of the small lamp at the head of the bed fell on his face, reflecting his face like a piece of finely carved white porcelain, gentle and beautiful, and even the voice of his voice was no longer cold, but softened his tone, accompanied by the sound of insects outside the window, which was gentle and irresistible.

Qi Fangyan didn't speak, just looked at him.

Song Sining said again: "Next time you want to pour me hot water, I can't drink cold water, I will have stomach pain......."

“.........”

Song Sining thought about it, pointed to the top of his stomach like a child, and said to Qi Fangyan: "Next time I say I have a stomachache, you have to rub it here....... Stomach ache is ........ here."

Speaking of this, Song Sining was also a little embarrassed, he gritted his teeth and raised his voice, and added with a strong face on the young master: "You remember this, don't let me say it again next time." ”

Qi Fangyan was silent for a long time, laughed in a low voice, and said, "When is the next time, the little young master thinks too long, I may not be able to take care of you for so long." ”

With this sentence, all the years of silence tonight, all the calm and gentleness, all vanished.

Song Sining woke up like a dream, the sleepiness disappeared in an instant, his body stiffened, his fingers clenched into fists, and every gasp was accompanied by a stinging pain in his chest.

When he spoke again, all the softness in his voice was gone, and he returned to his usual coldness, and he spoke clearly.

"No matter how long you can take care of me, you are here to take care of me in the Song family now, as long as you can make me feel better, you have to do whatever I ask you to do."

This sentence was a bit arrogant, and after saying that, Song Sining turned over and turned his back to Qi Fangyan and didn't want to pay attention to him.

He was angry.

Angry, his stomach began to feel uncomfortable again.

Song Sining didn't understand, he was already uncomfortable like this, so what if Qi Fangyan followed his words? Even if he doesn't want to stay by his side, he is not feeling well now, so Qi Fangyan can't help but say it? Can't bear it for a while? Can't let him?

He's so uncomfortable that he's like this, why do you want to mess with him?

Something that spoils the scenery.

Thinking about it, Song Sining felt that his eyes were sour again, and after changing the gauze, he bit his mouth tightly, tried his best to endure his grievances, and his cheeks hurt before he held back the surging crying.

There was no movement behind him, and Song Sining knew that Qi Fangyan was not leaving, but he didn't speak or coax him.

The room was silent for a long time, so silent that Qi Fangyan thought that Song Sining was asleep, and stood up to leave.

At this time, Song Sining suddenly spoke in a deep voice, there was no anger in his voice, but he was full of exhaustion: "Qi Fangyan, I know you don't like me, but since you promised to take care of me, then take good care of me........"

His back was facing Qi Fangyan, and his thin back shrunk into a small ball under the sheets.

It should be sick, and Song Sining's young master's temper is no longer hidden, and he rarely said to Qi Fangyan: "You said that I am expensive, you are right...... I'm not in good health, I can't knock, I can't touch, I can't be tired, I can't freeze, you have to protect my safety by my side, you have to learn how to take care of me, even if you don't want to, you have to endure until I get better......."

Song Sining was silent for a while, but he still didn't wait for Qi Fangyan to reply, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he said angrily: "You don't want to take care of me, how much do you think I like you?" In the future, talk less nonsense. ”

Qi Fangyan looked at Song Sining's back, but still didn't speak.

Song Sining didn't hear any movement for a long time, and suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, and shouted: "Qi Fangyan, are you there......."

Qi Fangyan lowered his eyes and looked at Song Sining's flustered and slender hand, and then looked at Song Sining.

Song Sining turned around, the white yarn on his eyes was a little messy, the streamers on the back of his head spread out between the pillows, and his hands groped behind him, wanting to touch Qi Fangyan's existence.

Qi Fangyan let out a low sigh of gratitude.

Song Sining's hand froze, her white fingertips hung in the air, and then slowly hung down on the edge of the bed.

Song Sining asked him, "Why don't you speak?" ”

Qi Fangyan said: "You're not asking me to talk less nonsense. ”

This time, Qi Fangyan was obedient.

Song Sining was stunned by him, his mouth trembled several times, and finally he pursed his mouth and gritted his teeth, still holding the young master's style, and said to Qi Fangyan in a fierce and introverted manner: "Qi Fangyan, you made me sick, don't trouble me." ”

Without waiting for Qi Fangyan to respond, Song Sining was afraid that Qi Fangyan would say something hurtful, so he hurriedly wrapped the quilt tightly and turned his back, muttered twice, and said, "You still owe me a hundred yuan today, and you are not allowed to go anywhere until you pay it back.......