Mo Ruanmiao's consciousness was ups and downs, and he felt as if he had many dreams, and the dreams were all terrible things. After a long time, he finally broke free from the dreams. Under the bright light, Mo Ruanmiao slowly opened his eyes. His eyelids were heavy. He opened them a few times and closed them again, and then he opened them completely.
Mo Ruanmiao thought it was Xihua, but he clearly remembered that he was still in the previous villa, he thought it was still in a dream, he was so wronged, and wanted to call someone hastily, but the voice was like a cat.
"Brother" Mo Ruanmiao spoke almost out of breath, he didn't have any strength.
The man next to the bed was the first to move. He hurriedly held Mo Ruanmiao's hand, and said softly, "I'm here, Miaomiao is not in a hurry."
Mo Chutian's tone is completely coaxing children, but what is Mo Ruanmiao if he is not his child? He felt uncomfortable seeing Mo Ruanmiao's sickness, and he felt extremely regretful in his heart, and now he wished he could hold him in his palm and pamper him.
The doctor didn't leave. After Mo Ruanmiao woke up, he took his temperature again. His temperature had come down, and he still had a low-grade fever. As long as he didn't go out for a few days and take his medicine well, he would be fine.
Hearing what the doctor said, Mo Chu was a little relieved.
When he arrived at the villa in the evening, Mo Ruanmiao had already had a fever. When he returned to Xihua, his body temperature rose immediately, and it seemed that it had passed thirty-eight degrees. Fortunately, the doctor came quickly, gave Mo Ruan Miao an injection, fed some medicine, and used physical cooling to control Mo Ruan Miao's body temperature.
After the doctor left, there were only two people left in the bedroom. Mo Chutian fed Mo Ruanmiao a glass of warm water as the doctor said.
Mo Ruanmiao was still burning. Although he was awake, he still had no strength in his body. After drinking water, he hid under the blanket again, only showing a pair of beautiful eyes and looking at Mo Chutian timidly, but he I didn't dare to stare at it all the time, I only dared to look at it for a while, then looked away, and then looked at it for a while.
After waking up, Mo Ruanmiao probably recalled what happened that day. He felt that he seemed to have done something wrong, so he left Xihua without saying a word, and even turned off his phone. Making himself sick, the most important thing is that he must have worried Mo Chutian.
Therefore, Mo Ruanmiao did not dare to take the initiative to talk to Mo Chutian, he was afraid that the other party would be angry, although Mo Chutian should be angry, this time it was indeed his mistake.
Moreover, Mo Ruanmiao found that Mo Chutian only said a word to himself after he woke up. Thinking of this, he secretly pursed his mouth. He was really wronged. Although he did something wrong, he still He wanted Mo Chutian to hug him, he was so sick.
Mo Ruanmiao thought left and right, his mind was in a mess, and when he thought that only the three words Mo Chutian remained in his mind, he could only come to one conclusion, that it was over, Mo Chutian must be angry.
As soon as this idea came up, a big warm hand covered his forehead, and Mo Ruanmiao froze there, then completely relaxed, and rubbed against Mo Chutian's palm, very obedient. In the current situation, as long as Mo Chutian gives him a little sweetness, he will be able to climb up the pole.
Feeling Mo Ruanmiao's closeness and dependence, Mo Chutian's heart softened, and his hand slid down a few minutes and landed on the side of Mo Ruanmiao's face. He asked, "Is it still uncomfortable?"
Mo Ruanmiao said truthfully: "I still have a little headache."
A trace of guilt flashed in Mo Chutian's eyes. This could have been avoided. He knew very well that before Mo Ruanmiao's body was fully recuperated, every illness would be a great burden to him.
At this time, the two of them were very tacit and didn't mention what happened last night. Mo Ruanmiao was afraid that Mo Chutian would tell him to go back to Paris. Mo Chutian felt that he would follow Mo Ruanmiao in the future. It doesn't matter, and he doesn't want to give Mo Ruan Miao any more setback education.
Hearing that Mo Ruanmiao woke up, Aunt Chen hurriedly went to the kitchen to steam some steamed buns, then served another bowl of porridge and a cup of soup. When she walked into the bedroom, she saw that Mo Chutian and Mo Chutian didn't say a word, Seeing Mo Ruanmiao's expression, he thought the two had quarreled again.
Aunt Chen still had lingering fears about what happened today. She put the plate on the bedside table and said with a smile, "Miaomiao eat something first." Then she pretended to be angry and said, "Did Chu Tian mess with you again? In the future, your brother will eat something again." In this way, you can tell auntie, and auntie will talk about him."
Mo Chutian was criticized, but he didn't care. He really should say that he helped Mo Ruanmiao up and gave him a pillow to lean on.
But Mo Ruanmiao didn't feel that Mo Chutian did anything wrong, so he quickly explained for Mo Chutian, "Brother didn't say anything about me, today" He suddenly stopped, looked at Mo Chutian, and tears disappeared as soon as he blinked. There was a turn in the eye socket, "I was wrong today."
Seeing people want to cry, Mo Chutian trembled in his heartsp; Under the bright light, Mo Ruanmiao was almost suffocated by Mo Chutian's kiss, but he liked the feeling of kissing Mo Chutian very much.
After a kiss, Mo Chutian hugged him tightly. After thinking about it, he decided to tell Mo Ruanmiao what he wanted, "Miaomiao, I thought about it for a long time when I was looking for you today."
Mo Ruanmiao couldn't understand why he suddenly brought up this question again, but he still listened carefully.
"I shouldn't be self-righteous and impose my worldview on you," Mo Chutian closed his eyes and said, "So no matter what decision you make in the future, I will support you."
Mo Ruanmiao was stunned for a moment, but he seemed to suddenly understand why Mo Chutian had such a big change. He felt a little bored in his heart, and felt that he might really need to be more sensible, and the things that had been entangled for a long time seemed to suddenly have an answer .
So Mo Chutian heard his own child say in a soft voice: "I need time to accept the matter of going back to school, can you accompany me and teach me how to accept it?"
A completely unexpected answer.
Mo Chutian stared at Mo Ruanmiao for a long time, but did not see any resistance in his eyes, as if he had really started to grow up, he smiled and said, "Okay."
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