My sister was covered with a quilt and her back was facing him.
He asked: "Dear Chenxi, Mommy asked you if you slept?"
Su Chenxi remained motionless and did not respond.
He immediately responded to Mommy's message.
"Mommy, Chen Xi has gone to sleep."
"That's good, Chen Yu. Mommy may not be at home very often during this period, so the task of accompanying Chen Xi will be left to you."
"Don't worry, Mommy, I promise to complete the task!"
"Baby, mommy has rested. You should go to bed early. Good night."
Su Chenyu put the phone aside.
Just as he was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, his eyes unconsciously glanced at his sister.
My sister didn't even eat dinner today. When he entered the room, she was already lying on the bed.
Thinking of this, he lifted up the quilt and walked over curiously.
When he came to his sister's bedside, he found that his sister's eyes were wide open and she was not asleep.
Looking carefully, the pillow under the corners of her eyes was still wet.
Su Chenyu was frightened and asked quickly: "Chenxi, what's wrong with you?"
Su Chenxi just looked ahead dreamily without any reaction.
Su Chenyu raised his hand and touched her forehead to confirm that she was not sick, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
He sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, holding his little face in his hands and looking at his sister.
"Chenxi baby, Mommy said that you can talk, but why do you never respond to us? Do you know how worried Mommy and I are every time you do this?"
Su Chenxi lowered her eyelashes slightly and coughed.
Su Chenyu patted her back gently, with distress in his eyes.
"Mommy said that she will cure your cough as soon as possible, so that you won't feel so uncomfortable in the future."
Seeing that she still didn't respond, he continued to pat her back and coaxed gently: "Brother is telling you a story. Just close your eyes, okay?"
I thought this trick would work, but unexpectedly, Su Chenxi turned around and turned her back to him.
When Su Chenyu was about to speak again, he suddenly found a picture hidden in her arms.
Of course he knew what this picture was.
"You're still sad because you haven't seen Si Mobai, right?"
Su Chenxi finally had some reaction and hugged the picture in her arms tighter.
She shrunk her little body and looked pitiful.
Seeing this, Su Chenyu felt very uncomfortable and compromised again: "When I have the opportunity, I will take you to find him again. I promise that I will let you see him next time!"
Su Chenxi blinked.
Recalling my brother's unreliable behavior the previous two times, I cast a suspicious look at him.
Su Chenyu understood the meaning of her look and said with an awkward smile: "Dear Chenxi, as the saying goes, it only takes three or thirty-six strategies to succeed in no time!"
Su Chenxi's sad eyes instantly showed a bit of disgust.
Is this how these idioms are used?
Seeing that she was no longer so sad, Su Chenyu continued to pat her back.
"Okay, close your eyes and my brother will tell you a story."
She finally closed her eyes obediently.
Su Chenyu also began to tell her stories.
"Once upon a time there was a mountain and a temple in the mountain. There were an old monk and a young monk in the temple. The young monk asked the old monk to tell him a story.
What story is it telling? Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. In the temple..."
…
The night is getting darker.
Su Qian lay on the bed and couldn't sleep.
Even though there is a familiar bed underneath me, I still can't fall asleep.
Maybe it's because the two little guys are not around, maybe it's because she no longer recognizes this as her home in her heart.
After tossing and turning, she got up from the bed and walked to the window.
It was a cold night in the imperial capital, and she shivered suddenly.
Looking at the darkness outside the window, she suddenly remembered that night five years ago.
The memory of that night was still vague in her mind.
Obviously I can't remember anything, but there are some fragments here and there.
She only remembered that a black figure pressed down on her in the darkness.
His breath was hot, and he hugged her tightly...
Even if she couldn't remember what happened next, she could still guess it.
Every time she thought of this, she felt more hatred for that man in her heart.
Her life has undergone tremendous changes, and he has made indelible "contributions".
But when she thought about it, she felt a little grateful to him.
If it hadn't been for him, she wouldn't have had two such lovely children.
If it weren't for these two children, she would have compromised on life and given up on herself.
Occasionally she would wonder what this man looked like.
The two children are quite good-looking and have one-in-a-million looks, but they are not exactly like her. Is it because they inherited that man’s appearance?
Su Qian took a deep breath and forced herself not to think about this.
No matter what he looks like, he is a scumbag who can be easily bribed to taint her, and he is an indelible stain in her life.
Thinking of this, she felt inexplicably depressed.
When I looked up again, a crescent moon appeared slightly in the night sky, and the dark night was suddenly stained with a ray of light.
It seemed to remind Su Qian that even if she is in darkness, there will always be a light that quietly appears.
…
Qingyouyuan.
Si Mobai stood in front of the study window, looking up at the crescent moon in the sky.
Every night when it was quiet and unable to fall asleep, he would always stand here quietly and remember someone.
Over the years, he has been able to get everything he wanted easily, except for the woman he once had a relationship with.
From that night on, it was as if the world had disappeared.
Staring at the crescent moon for a long time, his eyes were filled with a loneliness that was inconsistent with the usual coldness.
When he realized that he was distracted by this woman again, he put away his gaze and returned to his desk to sit down.
He planned to continue working, but an inexplicable feeling of irritability arose in his mind, making him unable to concentrate.
He raised his white fingertips and pressed his temples skillfully with his fingertips.
But not only did the symptoms of irritability not subside, but a feeling of swelling and pain gradually developed in my brain.
He clearly felt that his insomnia had worsened again.
He almost always does this at night.
He hated this feeling very much.
When he had a splitting headache, he was so irritated that he raised his hand and knocked the tea cup in front of him to the ground, making a "bang" sound.
Soon, Zhou Xin heard the sound and came.
After glancing at the broken teacup on the ground, he moved his gaze to the young master's frown.
Realizing that the young master was unwell, he quickly said: "Young master, I will call Mr. Zhang Bai over right now!"
But as soon as he raised his feet, Si Mobai said: "If he can cure my illness, there is no need to wait until now."
Zhou Xin stopped.
"Master, then... let me go to Mr. Zhang Bai to get some spices to calm your nerves?"
Si Mobai waved his hands in annoyance.
Zhou Xin understood and immediately left the study and went to Mr. Zhang Bai's residence.
Si Mobai put his right hand on his forehead, feeling that his headache was getting worse.
The spices made by Zhang Bai could barely sleep for him in the first two months, but recently they had no effect at all, and sometimes even aggravated his headaches.
Otherwise, he would not pay a high price to hire a perfumer to come to the imperial capital.
Perfumer…
His eyes fell on the incense burner in front of him, and Su Qian's beautiful face clearly appeared in his mind.
He had to admit that only that woman could cure him.