After all, it was not his own home. Anthony didn't know where the medicine box was, so he had no choice but to go upstairs to disturb Mrs. Cool and Mr. Cool. The old man fell into a light sleep and soon woke up. He gave him the medicine box and told him
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Anthony was very grateful to the two old people and even said sorry. Mrs. Cool told him not to feel guilty. She wanted to go down and see Eleven. Anthony asked them to rest more and not to worry about her, he would take care of her.
Mrs. Kuhl nodded, and he hurried downstairs and quickly put the "medicine" to Eleven's mouth.
"Give me a glass of water." Eleven said drowsily. Anthony suddenly understood and hurriedly went out to the kitchen to pour her water. Eleven looked at his panicked back and shook his head with a chuckle.
It's just a minor illness, what's there to worry about? His reaction was too much. He felt like he had an incurable disease. Shouldn't it be so exaggerated? But this feeling of being cared about is very good.[
Anthony poured the water and soon returned to the room. He kept blowing the water to make it cooler for her. Eleven sat up, her body was so weak that it was difficult to move. She took the pill and drank it.
After drinking more water, she wanted to lie down and continue to rest, but the sight next to her was too hot, and she couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to.
Eleven said, "Anthony, it's very late. I took the medicine and should be fine. You can go back to your room and rest."
"I won't leave until you fall asleep." Anthony looked at her sick face and felt very reluctant. He wished that the disease was on him and he would not let her suffer. Fortunately, he woke up. If he hadn't woke up,
Does she have to endure it until tomorrow?
Anthony was suddenly a little angry, angry at her concealment. She felt a little uncomfortable while watching TV with a few people at night, and she was not focused. When he returned to the room, his steps were even heavier. He thought it was just a temporary discomfort, but he did not expect it to be so serious.
"I'm fine." Eleven smiled. She was tired and wanted to rest. She didn't want to argue too much with him. She was alone and alone, and she wasn't even familiar with him. How could she let him be in her room.
Especially when she is sick.
"Who said it's okay?" Anthony's voice was slightly annoyed. He reached out to touch her forehead. The temperature was still terrifyingly high. He quickly helped Eleven lie down, pulled the quilt and wrapped her tightly.
, "You sleep, I'll watch over you here, if anything happens, just call me."
"Anthony, you..." Eleven looked helplessly at the man pressing both ends of the quilt, trying to find a hint of joking on his face, but there was none.
I can't help but feel a little angry and a little complicated...
Why is he so kind to her? He and she have never met before. He seems to be too kind to her. It doesn't look like his style. Has he forgotten what he said? His lover has separated.
She was still alive and dead, so why was he so interested in her?
Her mind was a little "chaotic". She was sick and was too lazy to think about things. She wanted to sleep, but he was watching, wondering how she could sleep. "Anthony, you don't feel comfortable with me. You should go back to your room and rest."
I really have nothing to do."
"Why are you uncomfortable? Are you afraid that I am up to no good?" Anthony's voice was low, his sky-blue eyes dimmed under the dim light, and his fists were clenched unconsciously.
Eleven also darkened her face and stared at him. Anthony panicked, leaned down and whispered, "Xiaoqi, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be loud to you, you are sick, I am very worried, and I want to take care of you.
If anything happens, I'll be here in time. If you don't like it, I can wait until you fall asleep before I leave, okay?"
"You are so stubborn." Eleven looked at the face so close to her and gently turned her face away, not looking into his eyes. The concentration and seriousness in his eyes made her dare not judge the truth or falsehood.
Anthony smiled softly, stretched out his hand to smooth the messy hair around her ears, and whispered softly, "Xiao Qi is good."
Eleven's heart suddenly beat a few beats faster, and his body felt as if someone had injected a strong electric current into it, causing it to feel numb and numb. The body could not control this rushing strong electricity and could only passively endure it.
Xiaoqi is good...
The light in the room was dim. There was a man and a woman alone. One was lying down and the other was sitting on the edge of the bed. He leaned over to look at her and softly said "Xiao Qi is good". The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous and filled the whole room.
When his gorgeous baritone lowers his voice, his voice is extremely moving, like the murmur between lovers, very intimate and heart-warming.[
Shi Yi has gone through hundreds of battles, but it seems that he can't stop his intrusive attacks.
Anthony…
She looked at the falling snow outside the window, the confusion in her eyes was gone, and she no longer argued with Anthony. He was very insistent on what he wanted to do, so let him do whatever he wanted. Her heart was beating fast, and she was the only one who knew that this feeling had lasted for a long time.
There was a time long ago...
She closed her eyes, but her eyelashes couldn't help but tremble. Before she fell asleep, he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her, hot, focused, and sincere. She shouldn't doubt his authenticity...
Really, no doubt about it. His worried look when she was sick was not fake, nor was the sincerity in his eyes.
What does he mean to her...
Thinking of a certain possibility, Eleven's heart beat faster and faster. She couldn't help but cough a few times to cover up her heartbeat. The room was too quiet, for fear that he would know.
Anthony knew that she was still asleep. When he saw her coughing, he reached out to touch her forehead. The temperature had not cooled down yet. It was still very hot. Eleven did not dare to move. She heard him clearly when he sighed.
She wanted to sigh more than he did, and he just sat next to her and watched over her, his eyes burning, like a lover. The room was not big, and in such a space, it was obvious that a man's thoughts on a woman were caused by
How could she sleep under such pressure?
She simply opened her eyes and looked straight at him. Anthony's expression was calm. Seeing her open her eyes, she showed a gentle smile, and the spring breeze blew on her face.
"Aren't you sleepy?" Eleven asked him.
Anthony shook his head.
"Anthony, you..." Eleven gritted his teeth, paused, and looked hesitant. He wanted to ask him, but hesitated.
Anthony stroked her hair and said with a smile, "If you want anything, just ask."
"Why...are you so nice to me?" Eleven finally asked. She didn't want to break through the skylight, but her temperament couldn't stand being ambiguous with a man all the time, as if she was enjoying something that didn't belong to her.
Love and care.
It feels bad, it's not hers, she doesn't want it.
Anthony looked at her deeply, his eyes were so profound that she couldn't understand. This man was hidden too deeply. He had many appearances. She had never really understood one of them. She just felt that he was looking at her like this...
Very confused.
Anthony suddenly grabbed her hand. Eleven's hand was cold and his was hot. He helplessly covered his face in their clasped hands and said softly, "Xiao Qi, are you stupid or not?"
I'm stupid, I'm chasing you, can't you feel it?"
These words were like thunder ringing above the head, shaking Eleven out of his mind. He was chasing her? How could it be possible? He must be joking, but his behavior...
Wait, doesn’t he have a lover?
Eleven suddenly became angry, his shocked expression faded away, and he became angry, "Let me go!" [
The low and hoarse voice did not conceal her majesty. Anthony looked deeply into her eyes, his expression was calm, but the love in his eyes was not hidden at all.
"Why are you angry?"
"Anthony, don't joke with me." Eleven said coldly, "I hate it when others joke with me. I will... I will take it seriously."
"Then take it seriously."
"Anthony, stop joking with me." Eleven wanted to take his hand away, but Anthony held it tightly and wouldn't let go.
"I'm not kidding, Xiao Qi, look at my eyes, they won't lie to you." Anthony said affectionately, held her hand tightly, and repeated, "It won't lie to you."
"Didn't you say that your lover broke up? Why did you fall in love with me after only two days?" Eleven sneered, "I don't like men who are flirtatious and show mercy everywhere."
Anthony was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, unable to hide the smile in his eyes, "Xiao Qi, are you eating something?"
"Nonsense, I didn't!" Eleven quickly denied.
Anthony sighed, "I'm sorry I lied. It was just a story, not true."
Eleven didn't know what was going on with him, and felt a sense of rejection in his heart, "It's not true. You go out to find her every day, but you tell me it's not true. So, what is true? How do I know what you are saying now?
Is it real."
"Is my credit so bad?" Anthony asked quietly, "I just stayed one night to make up a story. I happen to like snow very much, so I go out every day. Didn't you immediately refute Mr. and Mrs. Cool when you met them?
Is it a mistake?"
Eleven was speechless for a moment, being blocked by Anthony and having nothing to say.
Everything he said is correct.
Eleven looked at the snowflakes flying outside, her heart heavy. Do you like it? Can she still like others?
Anthony gently pulled her face back, his eyes were affectionate and focused, he looked at her, as if coaxing, and murmured, "Xiao Qi, believe me, I am serious."
"You don't even know who I am." Eleven said coldly, "If you knew my true identity, you would be scared to death."
"I won't!"
Eleven sneered, and Anthony fixed her face again, "Give us a chance, okay?"
"Why do you like me? We have only known each other for two days."
Anthony chuckled and looked into her eyes, "Do you believe it was love at first sight?"
"Do not believe!"
Love at first sight was all a trick to trick someone into not paying for his life. She never believed it, but... once...
"Whether you believe it or not, it doesn't matter, I did fall in love with you at first sight." Anthony said sincerely, "Give me time to prove it, and I will make you believe it."
"Anthony, I don't need love." Eleven rejected him with a cold voice. She wanted to keep this heart for herself and would not give it to anyone, not anyone.
"Why?"
"No reason, I just don't need it." Eleven said coldly, barely suppressing the overwhelming sourness in his heart and taking a tough stance, "You should give up, I am an unintentional person, and nothing you do will help."
"How could she be an unintentional person? Xiaoqi is very well-behaved and considerate. How could such a girl be unintentional?" Anthony chuckled.
Eleven was slightly startled, Xiaoqi... Xiaoqi, but she is not Xiaoqi, she is Eleven, the real Eleven, not like that, no, Anthony, the one you like is just Xiaoqi...
Instead of eleven!
She was slightly annoyed, and she didn't know what she was annoyed about. She always felt that she was being held captive by herself, and that she was tossing herself with herself. She was really hopeless, and her sanity was almost gone because of this man.
This feels terrible.
"Anthony, the person you like is not me, it is just a fictitious person. She does not exist." Eleven said in a cold voice, "That is not me, not me."
"You're so stupid. Everyone has a different side. Who stipulates that a person has only one character? That's you too. There's another you, but you've never noticed it yourself." Anthony held her hand and said calmly.
He said: "Xiaoqi, don't deny it, you don't hate me, do you?"
"That doesn't mean I like it either."
"So give us a chance."
Eleven frowned, feeling very confused, and couldn't help but said, "Anthony, can you talk to me about this after I get better? I'm very tired now and I don't have the heart to talk about it."
Anthony looked at her deeply. Knowing that she wanted to escape temporarily, he didn't care. He chuckled and said, "Okay, then don't say anything. Just remember one thing. I am pursuing you."
Eleven remained silent, "I want to sleep, can you go back to the room first?"
"I'll leave when you fall asleep."
"You..." Annoyance rose in Eleven's eyes, but Anthony responded with a smile. He extinguished her rising fire again. Forget it, just keep it.
After struggling for most of the night, she was really tired. She closed her eyes to rest, but her mind was very clear. Anthony, Anthony...
She was tired after all, her body was very weak, and she fell into a deep sleep without holding on for long.
Anthony sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her sleeping face, endless bitterness welling up. He looked in pain, and couldn't help but reach out and touch her face. This was a really good job.
The touch feels the same as a real face.
Being able to look at her and touch her like this was something he never dreamed of.
He will be more careful and protect her...
I won't hurt her again.
Never again...
Anthony couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips.