"Feng Feng, I'll come back early today. What do you want to eat? I'll cook it for you, do you want the fruit..."
"You don't have to worry about me." She didn't bother to say much and hung up the phone. [26nbsp;]
After sleeping for a while in a daze, the phone rang again. She fed her weakly, and heard the gentle voice opposite: "Xiaofeng..."
It's Gaye, no, Ye Jia.
“…”
"Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you? Are you free today?"
Suddenly she wanted to cry, she sniffed, "I have a cold, I'm sick..."
"Oh? I'll take a look at you..."
"No……"
What I thought to myself was, if he really came, that would be great.
"oh……"
Then, the phone hung up.
She was extremely disappointed. Why did she say "No need" just now? She put her cold hands back into the quilt, regretting and sad, closing her eyes, and not wanting to eat anything.
I don’t know how long it took, but I suddenly heard the sound of “dongdong” knocking on the door.
Is it Li Huan? He forgot to bring the key again? He came back so early? She struggled to get up and checked the time. It was only past three o'clock in the afternoon.
She went to open the door, and at the door, the handsome and upright man smiled gently: "Xiaofeng, are you sick?"
She stepped back step by step, wearing old pajamas, scattered and dirty face, and wearing slippers barefoot. She actually appeared in front of Ye Jia in such an image.
She heard the broken and disappointed voice in her heart, but another gentle voice covered all these voices: "Xiaofeng, it's too cold, go put on your clothes..."
She ran back to the room, changed her clothes in vain, and ran out in a hurry. She was dizzy and went to wash her face and brush her teeth. Ye Jia reached out to touch her forehead and grabbed her hand: "Go, I'll take you there.
Hospital……"
"This little illness..."
He still smiled and looked at her, not seeming to care what she was wearing, nor did he think that her unkempt face was ugly. His eyes were so gentle, "Tonight is Christmas Eve, you can't get sick, right?"
Such a look is really reassuring! He once disappeared naturally because of the frustration and shame caused by his disheveled face. He was sick and in a very embarrassing way. He didn't care if he saw it... Gayeji
The time I saw myself, I was always when I was embarrassed and ugly - that was a kind of compensation and comfort. It seemed that he should have seen himself like this. Everything he had no need to be with him