She didn't understand why God wanted Shaocheng to suffer from such a disease. This wasn't just an occasional convulsion, it was clearly an attack again!
Gu Shaocheng had already overcome the initial panic, and now he was calm. He even comforted Chenxing in turn, placing his hand on her back and stroking her.
Her heart was beating violently, and he understood her fear, even though he was actually more scared than she was.
Lowering his head, he pushed the strands of hair on her face behind her ears, and gently touched her cheek. His slightly cold fingertips lightly slid on her nose, causing the girl to burst into tears.
He shook his head, and his voice sounded like he was talking in his sleep, very soft, very soft: "Don't cry, be good."
Chenxing wiped the corners of his eyes vigorously, then supported him the next second, "Sit down, sit down, don't be too tired, I'll give you a massage. Doctor Tian said that massage is good for the muscles."
The two of them were silent for a while. Gu Shaocheng nodded, took off his shoes and sat on the bed again. Chen Xing wiped the corners of his eyes again, trying to get rid of the discomfort in his heart, not wanting his emotions to infect Feng Qingyundan.
Shaocheng even tried his best to squeeze out a smile: "Shaocheng, let me sing to you. What song do you want to hear?"
"I like to listen to whatever you like to sing."
The quiet air exuded a warm and heartwarming mood. Chen Xing wanted to sing a more relaxed song, but he couldn't think of a suitable song for a long time. His heart was so uncomfortable that he couldn't think of anything else.
Suddenly he frowned and became anxious.
The girl is attentive, her hands are very soft, and she doesn't have any strength at all. When she massages someone, she has just the right amount of strength.
Gu Shaocheng had been staring at her intently. Seeing her frowning in thought, he pretended to be nonchalant and smiled: "That song you sang to me on the school playground before, it was quite nice."
It brings back many beautiful memories.
The girl with her head hanging down raised her head and had already calmed down the horror in her heart. At this moment, she showed a warm smile: "Okay, that's called "Nuan Nuan", it was sung by Liang Jingru, I like it very much.
singer."
"Well, sing that to me."
He remembered a line of lyrics that he liked very much - "Delicate love, the thickness of a blanket, the familiar sense of security after being exposed to the sun, sharing hot soup, we have a spoon with two fingers and a bowl, the left atrium is so warm and full..."
No matter what difficulties, I feel there is hope..."
When the housekeeper came in with the medicine, the scene in the bedroom was very harmonious.
The husband was sitting leisurely on the bed, holding a book in his hand, flipping through the pages in a leisurely manner, enjoying Chenxing's private massage and a cappella singing.
He didn't dare to break this harmonious picture, as if his own push to enter was unnecessary.
Sure enough, the next second, Gu Shaocheng raised his eyes slightly and saw the housekeeper, whose eyes were as dark as the sea at night. With a gesture, the housekeeper nodded silently and exited, even closing the door thoughtfully.
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Time, after two hours, the housekeeper looked at the time and opened the door again.
Mr. He hasn't taken the medicine prescribed by Dr. He yet.
Knocking on the door for the second time, no one answered. He slowly opened the door. The scene in the bedroom was still a world exclusive to the two of them, and no one could be disturbed.