follow my heart

Chapter 54

Hearing her voice, Meng Buqing's throat was dry, and a trace of illusory grievance surfaced in his heart.My head was groggy, and my throat seemed to be smoking.

People who are sick are inherently more vulnerable.

The panicked sense of grievance pierced her, and her cheeks hidden under the quilt were covered with tears, quietly.

No sound was made.

"Still sleeping?" Ji Wan stood by the door with a soft tone.

But he saw the body in the bed turned over and turned his back, as if he didn't want to see her.

Ji Wan fell silent, pursed her lips and looked at her silently, unable to express her feelings.

He said lightly: "The takeaway will help you set the dining table."

"..."

Can't wait for a response.Ji Wan turned around and closed the door for her.

Her eyelashes drooped, and when the paper bag in her hand was placed on the table, her gaze paused again.The information on the small ticket reads the meal: seafood porridge casserole.

It's not something you can't make at home, and it's pretty easy.

still sleeping--

Ji Wan raised her face and looked at the drizzle outside the window.

On an orange-colored night, you can clearly hear the sound of the strong wind blowing the leaves. Looking down from the balcony, you can see colorful raincoats on the road, and passers-by holding different umbrellas.

—

Meng Buqing heard the door closing.

This is supposed to be really gone.She got up all of a sudden, her throat was uncomfortable as if something was stuck, it wasn't that she didn't want to speak, the sound would definitely be heard strangely.

She stared at her hands pinching the quilt, her pale face was full of disappointment.

My head is still dizzy, and my body is hot and cold. It turns out that being sick is so uncomfortable.

Meng Buqing retreated into the bed.

The blanket was soft and warm, enveloping her.The bedroom at night was extremely quiet, thinking of Ji Wan bleakly in his heart, the phone next to the pillow rang suddenly.

Ji Wan: [I haven't thanked you seriously yet.During these days...I still asked you to cook for me, sorry for the trouble. ]

Meng Buqing picked up the phone, his limbs were weak, and his dangling elbows were shaking.

She turned over and pressed the pillow to type:

[Before you came, I had been living alone for a long, long time, and I even had the idea of ​​finding a roommate before, but I didn’t implement it because I thought it was troublesome.Living with you, cooking for you, these things can't be trouble for me at all.Thank you also for satisfying my desire to take care of others and be needed by others. ]

The reply was warm and serious, but the expression on his face was dull.No strength to be depressed.

She raised her hand and rubbed the corner of her eye again.

The time in the upper right corner of the screen jumped silently, as the time flowed, her stomach became more hungry.Meng Buqing's laziness and hunger struggled inch by inch, and he was too hungry to hold on.

She got up, wrapped herself in a blanket, and went to the living room in her slippers.

Can only eat takeaway.

Meng Buqing opened the paper bag, and then opened the heat preservation bag. Fortunately, the porridge inside was still warm to the touch.

She took a sip and her face fell.

The fresh and greasy heavy MSG made her throat feel worse than before.

With a pale face, Meng Bu got up and mixed some boiled water into the porridge, and continued to eat.

Now the taste is greasy and bland, and she feels like vomiting after eating a few more mouthfuls, so she has no choice but to hypnotize herself as a pig that can eat anything.

After struggling a few times, I completely lost my appetite.

She wiped her mouth clean and was about to go back to her room.

He heard the key open the door again.

Ji Wan walked in carrying the paper bag from the pharmacy, met her eyes, and sized her up.

Silently put the dripping umbrella aside.

Meng Buqing stared at her: "Didn't you leave?"

Words that come out of your mouth.The sound was terribly sandy as if it had been sanded with coarse sandpaper, and it scared me out of my wits.

Ji Wan looked at her clearly, "Going to climb the mountain, blowing the cold wind, without an umbrella."

Three words, three words, without any guesswork in a questioning tone.

Meng Buqing: "..."

Her eyes were red, the corners of her lips were pursed tightly, and she had a fierce face.

Long hair hangs loosely in front of him.

Ji Wan didn't know that she had secretly cried just now, thinking she was in a bad mood.So he softened his tone, put the paper bag on the table and said, "Go and take your temperature to see if you should take medicine or go to the hospital."

Meng Buqing took the paper bag and wanted to ask her how she knew she was sick.

He opened his mouth, but remained silent.It can be guessed that it is because of the abnormality of ordering a terrible takeaway and hiding under the covers.

She took her temperature and it was in the low fever range.

Raising a pair of jet-black pupils, she calmly said to Ji Wan, "There's no need to go to the hospital."

"Well," Ji Wan looked at the value and said, "Go ahead and lie down."

"..."

Meng Buqing returned to the room obediently, with a subtle sense of peace in her heart, knowing that Ji Wan would not leave for the time being.She was rejoicing secretly, but also hated herself for being worthless.

After all, he still cares about her, doesn't he?

Back to the dim room and waited, it seemed like a long time, it seemed like not a while.Meng Buqing closed her eyelids, feeling so uncomfortable that she couldn't sleep at all.

Ji Wan knocked on the door, turned on the light, and walked in: "Do you want to sit on the bed and eat?"

She held a small bowl in her hand.

Meng Buqing straightened up and sat up.Seeing the steaming hot preserved egg and lean meat porridge in the bowl, although the preserved eggs of different sizes do not look good, they are strangely appetizing.

"did you do it?"

Otherwise who else could have done it.

Ji Wan said coldly, "No."

Meng Buqing raised his eyes, suddenly smiled and said, "What are you pretending?"

"..."

Ji Wan didn't say a word, she sat down beside the bed, as if she wanted to feed her.

"Didn't you go away?"

Meng Buqing felt embarrassed, and subconsciously mentioned this again.

The spoon was brought to her lips, she opened her mouth, swallowed and said slowly, "It's hot."

Ji Wan glanced at Meng Buqing, then at the porridge in the bowl, she blew on the next spoonful before feeding it to her lips.Meng Buqing ate it obediently, but still stared at her with faint eyes.

Think of her question just now.

Ji Wan finally spoke, with soft eyebrows and eyes, and said in a calm voice: "Didn't you say you need me? You sent a message to say so."

Meng Buqing immediately widened his eyes and said in surprise, "You didn't say you want to thank me first."

"Well," Ji Wan nodded, "So I went to buy medicine for you."

"..."

Meng Buqing stroked it with her burnt brain. It turned out that she was just planning to buy some medicine, and she is still here because she received a pitiful-looking text message for help?

Embarrassed for the fun I just had.

no.It's not that Ji Wan is worried that she cares about her, it's just that she has a good temper and is friendly to others.

Meng Buqing's mood plummeted, silently sulking.Being fed porridge mouthful by mouthful by her, his stomach gradually filled up, and he felt a little strength in his body.

Ji Wan asked: "You go hiking with your classmates, is there no one with an umbrella?"

It turned out that she really looked at her circle of friends, Meng Buqing's eyes flickered, and then darkened again.Don't like what to do.

"none of your business."

"Is it because you wear too little clothes?"

"You can wear more clothes yourself."

"..."

Ji Wan also lost her temper, stopped talking, and put the empty bowl aside.Hanging out the anti-fever patch, gently lifted her bangs and placed it on her forehead.

Packed up my things, ready to go.

Looking back, Meng Buqing was looking at her motionless.

There was an unnatural blush on his pale face, and the parted bangs slightly covered the fever stickers.

She looks very good.

Ji Wan's footsteps stopped.She leaned over, looked straight at her, and asked in a gentle tone, "Do you need anything else?"

"..."

Quiet most of the day.

"Will you give it if you need it?"

"Ah."

Meng Buqing suddenly grabbed her wrist, the corners of her lips twitched, and she turned her head to indicate the half of the empty bed beside her, "If I want you to sleep with me, what do you say?"

The little girl's tone was somewhere between provocative and sincere, "Are you willing to accompany me?"

Ji Wan frowned, staring at her pale face.

He hesitated, as if trying to read her inner thoughts.

Probably her pair of black and clear eyes were full of longing, staring at him without blinking.Ji Wan nodded unconsciously, "Yes."

After a long while, Meng Buqing turned sideways, her eyes were suddenly alert, and her feverish voice was low and hoarse: "Ji Wan, do you know what it means to sleep with you?"

He paused every word, with a keen and deep expression.For the first time, Ji Wan felt that she was a little strange.

The author has something to say:

Dating = appointment to meet = hanging out with friends

Are you deliberately misinterpreting it, just want to hear me say that I am single, and then make fun of me, right? ! !Good or bad! ! ! !

Then because of some unlucky things, my trip was canceled...

It turns out that I can only stay at home and code words...