Chapter 73: Chapter 073 His Thoughtfulness and Care 03
Because of his childhood experience, because of his mother, because of his relationship with his father, because of Jiang Yumei, there were too many. Guan Qiyou thought that he was a cold and heartless person. He would not sympathize or pity.
, but why, when he saw Xuewei's sick appearance, when he saw Xuewei's painful appearance, his heart softened involuntarily, and he even felt pity for the first time.
In the two days he spent with Xuewei, not only did he not get a hint of revenge, but his actions made him even more confused.
Turning around, his eyes were cast on Jiang Xuewei again through the bright glass door. The girl seemed to be sleeping a little uneasily. Her brows were furrowed and her body was twisting gently in the thin quilt. Guan Qiyou's heart tightened.
He immediately opened the door and walked in.
Perhaps the antipyretic medicine had taken effect, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on Xuewei's red face, and fine beads of sweat were faintly visible on the tip of her small and delicate nose. She pushed the quilt to one side, and half of her body was exposed.
Only the snow-white feet were exposed, and a few clear scars with scabs could be seen on them. Guan Qiyou's eyes darkened, and a pinprick-like pain slightly crossed his heart, making him feel heavy breathing.
"Xuewei, how are you? Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Guan Qiyou couldn't help but asked softly, knowing that she wouldn't answer him.
Sure enough, the girl didn't react at all, her forehead was wet with sweat, and her shiny black hair stuck to her face, as if she was sad.
Guan Qiyou walked into the bathroom, took a warm towel, and carefully wiped the sweat on Xuewei's forehead and body. He touched the temperature on her body and broke out into a sweat. The temperature seemed to have subsided, but
The girl was still asleep.
The worries in his heart have eased a bit. In fact, after a day of hard work, he is really tired. Because he is worried about Xuewei, he has been holding on. At this time, Xuewei's condition has finally become more stable, and he is tired in an instant.
All of a sudden.
He stared at Xuewei's sleeping little face, and a silent smile slowly appeared.
He was silent for a moment, as if he had made some kind of decision, and then he lifted up his quilt and clothes and lay down next to Xuewei.
He stretched out his long arms and pulled the girl into his arms. She had just recovered from her fever, and her body was cold. He wiped the fine sweat on her skin with a towel, and now it was smooth and soft under his hands.
She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and she fell into a deep sleep. It was only at this time that she became so well-behaved and obedient, and when he hugged her, the warmth in his heart slowly grew.
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The air in the morning is particularly fresh, and the cool wind mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers slowly blows into the room.
Xuewei was awakened by a burst of insects and birds. She seemed to be still in a dream, blurring into the lake, hazy. She seemed to be in a huge duckweed, her body was floating up and down with the water, and she wanted to reach out.
She grasped something to cling to, but she grasped a void. She felt as if she had died. Where was she at this moment? Is it in heaven? Or somewhere else? But where did this clear murmur in her ears come from?
Coming?
Smelling the clear but unfamiliar smell, Xuewei felt that her consciousness was getting clearer and clearer, and her body that originally seemed to be in duckweed was now nestled in a warm and comfortable embrace. She was shocked and suddenly