"Jue, can you sleep next door?" Qingge advised him gently, "I don't want to infect you. If I infect you, you will get sick too and no one will take care of me."
"No! There's no need to discuss it, don't even think about it!" Na Hanjue sternly refused.
This is the time when his Ge'er needs him the most. He must stay by her side and take good care of her!
"Then stay away from me, I don't want you to see me like this." Qing Ge pushed him away.
"It doesn't matter, my songs are always the most beautiful!" He pestered her again.
"But I have a high fever now, and I'm very irritated when you pester me like this." Qingge pushed him away again.
"Then I'll move to the side." Young Master Nahan went to sleep next to the bed aggrievedly.
"No, it's still not far enough. You go and sleep on the sofa. I want to occupy this big bed today!" Qingge just wanted to put him far away, for fear of infecting him.
"Can't I just occupy this bedside position?" Young Master Nahan asked pitifully.
"No! I want to sleep on this big bed!" Qing Ge is rarely so strong.
Na Hanjue touched her nose, got out of bed, and spread her blanket, pillows and other things on the ground beside the bed, "Is it okay if I sleep on the floor?"
Qingge was speechless.
The sofa isn't that far from here, okay?
What kind of powerful magic power does she have that makes Young Master Nahan reluctant to leave even for a few steps?
"Don't sleep on the ground. The ground is so cold. What should you do if you catch a cold?"
"It's not cold on the ground. It's very comfortable with the blanket!" Young Master Nahan's eyes were dark and bright, and he didn't even blink when he lied.
"I don't care. If you sleep on the ground floor and I can't sleep, just go and sleep on the sofa. It's only a few dozen steps away. If I call you for something, you'll hear me."
Seeing Qingge's insistence, Na Hanjue had no choice but to pick up a pillow and run to the sofa to sleep.
The medicine prescribed by the doctor contained sleeping ingredients, plus the chlorpheniramine she took herself, and she fell asleep quickly. When she woke up, Na Hanjue was sitting next to her, with her wrists in his hands.
Holding it, his bright black eyes stared at her for a long time without blinking.
"Why are you here? Have you not slept?" She squinted her eyes and muttered, still feeling sleepy and unable to open her eyes.
"No, you woke up just after I came over. I couldn't sleep anymore, so I came over to look at you."
"What's so good about me? It's so ugly!"
"No, my songs are the most beautiful at all times." His voice was lazy, and his eyes were less sharp than before, and they were full of doting.
"You're so stupid. I told you I'm fine, and the doctor said I'm fine. Why are you so nervous?" She leaned up and touched the light blue under his eyes with her fingers.
This guy is obviously lying. He said he only came here after he woke up. Looking at the tiredness in his eyes, you can tell that he didn't sleep at all in the middle of the night. He! He is a pig. Sleeping is his favorite, even if the sky falls.
It delayed his sleep, but for her, he just sat next to her and endured it.
He took advantage of the situation and grabbed her five fingers, kissing her fingertips one by one. "You always scratch your face when you sleep. I'm afraid that you will be too asleep and unconscious, and scratch your face."
So, he came over as soon as she fell asleep, kept holding her hand, and watched her sit there without blinking until dawn.
He was the one who couldn't lack sleep the most, but he felt that not being able to see her when she was sick was more uncomfortable than having him stay up for three days and three nights, and it made him feel better to see her.
