In the evening, Xiao Yichen was reading emails from his secretary Gong Jun in the study.
Hearing the knock on the door, he responded in a low voice. Yang Chen, who was outside, pushed the door open and leaned in, saying to him: "Sir, Miss Gu is not well. Can you go and have a look?"
He couldn't help but frown, "What's wrong with her?" He watched the rain for more than an hour in the afternoon, and after much persuasion, he went back to the house to take a nap. He was so stubborn that there was nothing he could do.
Yang Chen replied: "I just went to call her to feed the baby, but she was still sleeping. She said she would get up after a while, but I went to look at her again and fell asleep again. It felt a little warm when I touched her head." And she seemed to be sleeping well.
Shen, even if he touches her, he will react.
Xiao Yichen stood up from the chair, took Yang Chen to the bedroom, and said nervously: "Don't scare me." The two babies were waiting to be fed, and she would be in trouble if she got sick.
Pushing the door open and entering the bedroom, Xie Yunshu was still nestled in the quilt, sleeping in a daze.
He sat on the edge of the bed, smoothed her hair, and called out softly: "Ying Lian, Ying Lian?"
Xie Yunshu opened her eyes and saw him sitting next to her. She rubbed her eyes and asked, "Xiao Yichen, what's wrong?" Sometimes it was Yang Chen calling him, and sometimes it was Xiao Yichen, who didn't let her finish her dream.
Xiao Yichen stretched out his hand to touch her forehead and then his own. Her temperature was indeed higher. Then he held her wrist under the quilt and frowned: "Why are you feeling hot? Are you sick?" It was her usual nap time.
It didn't last long. Why did I sleep until dusk today?
She lifted the quilt and sat up halfway, murmuring: "No,..." It was so cold outside the quilt! She retracted into the quilt again and looked at the rain curtain outside the window, "Why is the weather getting cold again?"
The rain is still falling, the sky is gloomy, and it looks like it will get dark soon.
Xiao Yichen looked at her rosy face, took a closer look, and said helplessly: "They said it's okay, Yang Chen, bring me a thermometer." She had a fever and said it was because the weather was getting colder. It was really confusing.
"Okay." Yang Chen responded at the door, turned around and went to the baby's room to get the thermometer.
Xiao Yichen took the thermometer and handed it to her on the bed, sighing: "Don't scare me, you can't get sick." She was in contact with the baby every day and could easily infect the baby, which would be serious.
She took the thermometer and put it under her arm, shook her head and said, "I just feel a little cold, it's okay." The rain that lasted all day, was the sky shaking? It kept falling, and the temperature also dropped.
He put on her coat and said gently: "I'll know after I take your temperature. Then go feed the baby. It's already dinner time and you're still awake. You're still lazy now." He straightened things out for her.
For long hair, tie it up with the headdress on the bedside table and tie it loosely.
She was still lack of energy, sitting on the bed as if she hadn't woken up, and murmured in a low voice: "I don't know, it seems like I can't wake up, I've been dreaming." Many fragments flashed through the dream, including one where she was lonely when she was a child,
There are leisurely scenes in college, and more sweet scenes in that house with Qiao Ye.
He smiled and asked, "What were you dreaming about?" He smoothed her bangs lovingly, and her rosy cheeks made him want to kiss her.
The light in the room gradually dimmed, she lowered her head and said softly: "I don't remember, it was about childhood."
Xiao Yichen couldn't see her expression clearly and asked: "Where did I stop when I woke you up?"
She hesitated a little and said tangledly: "Stop, stop... stop at home." At home, she didn't know if she could still call that house her home now. It could only be said to be her previous home.
The last scene was of her nestled in Qiao Ye's arms, lying on the round bed in the attic, watching the stars outside with him. He hugged her gently, and when she woke up, she found that there was only a quilt around her.
He briefly understood her embarrassment, no longer forced, and said calmly: "Okay, it's just a dream anyway." He had no right to ask what she was dreaming about, but he would work hard to make her forget the past and start over.
"The rain hasn't stopped yet?" Xie Yunshu turned to look out the window. The rainwater on the eaves fell in clusters, like beads.
He nodded and replied: "No, it's a little smaller than before, but it still keeps falling." She must have been talking about her state when she first woke up from the dream.
She thought for a moment, frowned and said, "The newly planted saplings in the yard are so flooded that they are floating." Although the trees need root water, it doesn't need so much water, because the soil has been washed away.
He didn't expect that she would also notice the newly planted saplings in the yard, and said with relief: "Don't worry about them, just plant them again after the rain. Just give me the thermometer."
"Hmm." She took out the thermometer from her armpit and handed it to him, watching his movements.
The glass rod still carried her body temperature, which made him feel an indescribable feeling in his heart. He turned on the light and looked at the scale carefully, which was thirty-eight degrees. He put away the thermometer and said to her: "Low fever, no need to take medicine, sleep."
You should be fine after a good sleep." She must have caught a cold from the wind while watching the rain at noon, and she didn't notice it yet.
Xie Yunshu looked in disbelief and questioned: "You are wrong, how could I get sick?" I haven't been sick since I was pregnant with the baby, and I feel very far away from myself.
He put the slippers for her and affirmed: "That's right, now get dressed first, eat and then sleep." She was breastfeeding now, and he didn't dare to let her take medicine at will.
Xie Yunshu got out of bed and got up. Only then did she realize that her whole body was weak and her limbs were limp. She could only lean on his shoulder and whispered: "Well, where is the baby?" When she walked out of the bedroom, another wave of coolness hit her, and she hurriedly tightened her grip.
The lapel of your own clothes.
Xiao Yichen saw that she was huddled next to him in the cold, so he raised his arms to hug her and took her downstairs. "They can't drink breast milk anymore. Feed them milk powder first, otherwise you will infect them." The illness of young babies is the most worrying thing, and
The disease also progresses quickly.
She was thinking about her two little babies, feeling a little distressed, her head was a little dizzy, and she felt even more uncomfortable. She looked up at him and said, "Well, let's eat first. You must be hungry." The sky was getting darker and darker, and she didn't even know she was asleep.
After a while, the smell of food filled the air downstairs, but the lights were not turned on, making it a little deserted.
He smiled lightly, looked down at her supple appearance, shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry, I was scared by you." He was going to wait for her to wake up and have dinner together, but when she got a fever, the weather just turned bad, so how could he not worry?
Woolen cloth.
He moved the stool for her, and she sat down obediently, smiling and saying, "I'm fine, I'm just cold. It would be nice to wear more clothes."
Xiao Yichen sat down next to her, handed her the chopsticks, and said gently: "Of course you know your own body best. If you feel uncomfortable in any way, you must tell me."
"Okay, let's eat quickly." She looked at the table full of food but had no appetite. She helped him pick up some dishes while she picked up whatever she liked.
He keenly noticed her white rice bowl, added a few vegetables to the bowl for her, and said: "Eat more, don't faint from hunger or act like a spoiled child when you are sick."
She wrinkled her nose and said dissatisfied: "No!" She was not hungry, but she was indeed not in good spirits and was as slow as she noticed.