Wen Qinghan said just now that she didn't want to eat it, but now when she heard that Qingqiu didn't eat it, she suddenly wanted to eat it again, and she knew why when she heard it.
Shi Qingqiu went to open the porridge box, filled a bowl, sat by the bed, scooped up a spoonful, blew it cold and handed it over to Wen Qinghan.
Wen Qinghan closed her eyes to rest, and ate the spoon cooperatively after touching her lips. Probably because of the nausea caused by dizziness, she actually couldn't eat at all, even this mouthful of porridge was difficult for her to swallow.
When she heard Qingqiu puffing porridge again, she whispered: "I take one bite, you take two."
Shi Qingqiu froze for a moment, his heart tightened suddenly, he continued to blow the porridge he scooped up, and ate it numbly.
Wen Qinghan closed her eyes reassuringly, Shi Qingqiu scooped up a spoonful of porridge again, and handed it over to touch Wen Qinghan's lips.
Seeing Wen Qinghan holding the front of the spoon in his mouth almost powerlessly for her to feed, she couldn't help asking softly: "Qinghan, is it hard?"
Wen Qinghan didn't open his eyes, his face was normal, he chewed slowly, he didn't know the taste of the food, he let out a muffled "um", and said nothing more.
Shi Qingqiu didn't speak anymore, and still fed her patiently spoonful by spoonful. Occasionally, she violated the rules and ate it once by herself, and then fed it to Wen Qinghan again.
It was already night after eating this bowl of porridge, Shi Qingqiu called the doctor to check Wen Qinghan's condition, everything was normal. She called Yang Xiao to bring some daily necessities, and explained that she would not go to the company during this time.
Wen Qinghan needed to rest, Yang Xiao didn't stay long, Shi Qingqiu quickly soaked a towel in hot water and wrung it dry to wipe her body.
The patient gown was loose, and it didn't take much effort to take it off, Wen Qinghan was also obedient, leaning on Shi Qingqiu's arms obediently. It's just that when she rubbed her chest and waist, Shi Qingqiu felt that her head was buried deeper into her neck.
Shi Qingqiu's heart softened a lot, and while putting on her clothes, he said softly: "Okay, it's finished wiping. You lie down first, I will take off your clothes, and then I will sleep with you."
Wen Qinghan completely handed over her body to Shi Qingqiu, wrapped one hand loosely around Shi Qingqiu's waist, looked at her back with her undressed back turned to her, and once again put today's emotions in her heart to feel carefully.
At that moment, her concern in this world quickly flashed in her mind. Her parents are still waiting for her at home, and her wife is still worried that she will catch a cold today.
For the first time, she felt fear. No matter what difficulties and twists she faced, she never thought of retreating. For the first time, she was afraid that she would never be able to open her eyes again. For the first time, she began to feel that if this pain could not be avoided, then all In the beginning, it was possible to prevent so many people from feeling sad for her.
At least one person has a chance to escape.
The bitterness in Wen Qinghan's heart fermented in her heart, gradually devouring the discomfort in her body at the moment, she who had been calm after waking up suddenly propped up her body and hugged Shi Qingqiu forward, her eye sockets turned red immediately, and she pushed Shi Qingqiu hard Pressing Qingqiu into his arms, he said in a hoarse voice: "Qingqiu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry"
Sorry, I dragged you into this quagmire. I used to be relieved that you couldn't escape, but now, I'm ashamed that you're stuck in it.
Shi Qingqiu had already taken off his heel coat, and was frightened for a moment when he was suddenly pulled into his arms, but he soon relaxed. Immediately afterwards, she felt Wen Qinghan's uneasiness. Shi Qingqiu couldn't figure out the source of this emotion, but she had an intuition that it was related to what happened today.
She moved back a little and got on the bed, turned around and raised Wen Qinghan's face and asked, "What's wrong? Why did you say sorry?"
Wen Qinghan just shook his head, squinted his eyes slightly, hugged Shi Qingqiu's waist and didn't speak.
"If you said sorry because you worried me, then I can accept it, but it's not your fault." Shi Qingqiu caressed her face, smiled, and sighed again, "I hope this kind of thing won't happen again. It happened, I was really scared today, I was afraid that something happened to you"
This sentence made Wen Qinghan tremble suddenly, and when she hugged Qingqiu's waist, her hands became stronger. She calmed down the surge of emotions in her chest, and asked gently: "Qingqiu, do you love me?"
Shi Qingqiu bit her lip and looked into her eyes shyly. Why are you still doubting at this time? But looking again, she didn't have any doubts about herself in her eyes, but more of the uneasiness she felt just now, which was thick and heavy.
Shi Qingqiu felt sorry for her, stroked the corners of her eyes with his thumbs, and then kissed her eyes that were always reassuring.
This movement was gentle and without hesitation, Shi Qingqiu looked at her and said very seriously: "Of course I love you, how could I not love you?"
Wen Qinghan smiled, his eyes showed some brilliance from the past. This is what she wants most, and now, maybe?It should be her chasing
"Is she easy to chase?" Shi Qingqiu finished cutting an apple and picked up the second one.
This time, Fu Anran's expression was a little wanting to laugh and holding back, then she lowered her head and said in a low voice: "It's not easy to chase at all, it's just like a snail, it will shrink back into its shell whenever something happens. "
Shi Qingqiu couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, feeling that if there was a flower in front of Fu Anran, she might viciously tear off the petals and slander Jian Yizhi.
Thinking of this, Shi Qingqiu glanced at Wen Qinghan who was talking to Jian Yizhi. The man closed his eyes, his lips opened and closed slightly, and he couldn't tell what he was talking about.
She suddenly wanted to know what Wen Qinghan was thinking when they were flirting.
At that time, Wen Qinghan, every time he approached, every time he was silent, every time he comforted him, what kind of emotion did he have.
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