The wind was slightly cold, and in the simple and warm room, a petite figure was lying on the bed. Threads of sweat broke out on her forehead, and Shen Wanxing's whole body ached. She turned over and accidentally pressed on the dislocated bone. The pain in her hand made her gasp.
She was feeling hot all over and her consciousness was slightly clear.
As soon as I opened my eyes, the room was completely dark.
She lay weakly on the bed, her stomach growling, but she had no appetite. She swallowed, her throat was dry and it was difficult to swallow.
She is thirsty.
She also knew that she had a fever, and she didn't even have the strength to get up and pour a glass of warm water.
Shen Wanxing took a deep breath.
Thinking of what happened last night, she felt a little scared now that she thought about it. She didn't expect that she would encounter something like that, let alone that He Xizhou would come to see her in person.
Shen Wanxing spread his hands, and in the palm of his right hand was a sandalwood Buddha bead.
The whole string of beads fell apart, leaving only the one in her hand. She didn't know why she had to hold it at the time, as if it was an amulet. Holding it was equivalent to holding luck, so she survived. , the car fell off such a high cliff, and she was still alive.
Sudden.
There were noises and footsteps in the room.
The barn door opened.
Shen Wanxing closed his eyes tightly.
Her hearing became more sensitive, and she could feel that the man was getting closer and closer to her bed. It seemed that he had been standing by her bed and watching her for a long time. She felt that the bed collapsed slightly, and he sat on it. By the bedside.
Shen Wanxing was a little nervous.
The warm touch on her face finally caressed her lips.
"Is it fun to pretend to be asleep?"
The man's deep voice sounded.
Shen Wanxing suddenly opened her eyes, her peach blossom eyes filled with moisture, looking at him softly and weakly. Her voice was hoarse and she could not speak, and her lips were peeling.
Extraordinarily well-behaved.
He Xizhou poured a glass of warm water and helped her up.
Shen Wanxing came to his hand and drank the whole glass. Her throat felt much better.
"Any more?"
Shen Wanxing shook his head.
She watched He Xizhou put the cup aside and looked at him quietly.
"Uncle, thank you for coming to me."
Her voice is hoarse and soft.
Thank him for not giving up on her.
Otherwise, she might die in that dense mountain forest.
He Xizhou's unwavering eyes had some ripples, and the back of his hand was pressed against her forehead. When he touched her body just now, he felt that the temperature on her body was abnormal.
"You have a fever."
"Because I have a cold, it rained very hard that day..."
The raindrops hit her face, crackling.
He Xizhou glanced at her and then his eyes fell on her feet. Her ankles were very clean and there was nothing left. If the servants of the He family saw his things being worn on her feet, what would happen? You must be thinking wrongly.
"Are you looking for it?"
Under the warm yellow light, Shen Wanxing's smile was pale and she spread her hands.
The round sandalwood Buddha bead in the palm of my hand lay quietly there.
Her eyelashes fluttered and she raised her eyes to look at him.
The air seemed to be lit with a touch of warmth.
"The beads are scattered, only this one is left." She hugged He Xizhou's waist sideways, rubbed it and said vaguely, "Does the thing on my uncle's body have spirituality and can help me when I am in danger?" To prevent disaster?"
He Xizhou did not push her away.
He reached out and picked up the prayer bead.
"have a good rest."
This man never expresses his feelings too much, and no one can guess what he is thinking.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Shen Wanxing hugged him tighter.
Her soft body, excessively hot body temperature, and rustling pleading. She always hits the target with one hit. The man has a heart of stone, but at such a special time, he can only maintain his superficial indifference.
"I'll ask a servant to accompany you."
He Xizhou opened her hand and put the sandalwood Buddha bead on the bedside table. Shen Wanxing reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, looking very pitiful.
"I want you to stay with me."
She just wanted He Xizhou to stay here.
She has been like this since she was a child, and she was very squeamish when she was sick. Even after three years in prison and being taught the cold reality for three years, she still couldn't change the cowardice in her bones that she was pampered and grew up in. But she learned converged.
He Xizhou knew that she was Shen Wan.
He Xizhou knew that she was cunning, mischievous and full of bad intentions.
He Xizhou knew the real her, so she showed her truest self in front of him.
"Shen Wanxing, don't do this."
"When we were at the Han family, I said don't do that. You're not the same anymore." Her voice was so soft that it made people feel sad, and she was talking nonsense. She had a fever, and she couldn't say anything out of her head. It was what she wanted most. What you say can be said without thinking deeply.
He Xizhou's face turned dark.
"Uncle, don't leave, okay?"
Her voice was sultry at the end. It was originally raspy, but it became even raspier after she got sick.
"I'll wait until you fall asleep before I leave."
This is He Xizhou's biggest compromise, something he has never done before.
"Then you lie here and talk to me. It's so uncomfortable to have a cold..." She moved to the side and made a seat free, insisting that He Xizhou lay there.
She is very clingy.
He Xizhou glanced at her, her cheeks turned red, and finally he leaned against the bed.
Shen Wanxing hugged her very familiarly.
"My uncle feels cool and feels very comfortable."
She had a fever, and He Xizhou had never taken care of anyone.
She wanted to draw the coolness from the man's body and hugged him tightly.
"Shen Wanxing, don't move."
She is not honest at all.
He Xizhou is very normal. He is a ferocious beast that is about to be released from the cage. The fiery heat in his heart is like lava erupting from a volcano, sealed in dust. When it bursts, it will burn the people around him.
She keeps challenging his bottom line.
"What's this?"
How could Shen Wanxing be obedient?
Her hands groped around his body and she felt something in his suit trouser pocket, which seemed to be a card.
She reached out to take it, but was held down by He Xizhou.
"Don't move, you don't want your hand anymore?"
One of her hands was broken, and the wound on the other hand had only recently healed.
Difficult fate.
"Let's take a look."
She muttered, "I just want to know what it is."
"Close your eyes."
He Xizhou turned off the light, and the room suddenly became dark. Shen Wanxing yawned, but with this man beside her, she didn't want to sleep.
She had many questions she wanted to ask, but she didn't know how to ask them.
She opened her eyes wide and took He Xizhou's hand, sliding her fingers in his palm.
In comparison, he played with his slender fingers and interlocked them.