“Bang, bang, bang!”

"Xiaoyue, are you okay?"

"Xiaoyue?"

Hearing Qin Ran's voice outside the door, Su Muyue hurriedly shouted, "I'm fine."

"I'm coming in."

Qin Ran pushed open the door and looked at Su Muyue, whose face was abnormally flushed. He couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Are you really okay?"

Qin Ran heard a scream just now and thought something had happened.

Su Muyue shook her head and said, "I just had a dream."

"Nightmare?"

"Um."

Su Muyue didn’t know if that was a nightmare. In the dream, she seemed to have become a spirit.

Floating in the air, there were two twisted and entangled people below.

When she realized who it was, she woke up with a start.

Qin Ran walked closer and touched Su Muyue's forehead with the back of his hand.

It's not hot, but a little cool, as if the fever has gone down.

But he still said, "Take the temperature again."

"Um."

Seeing that Su Muyue looked unhappy, Qin Ran asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Su Muyue held the thermometer Qin Ran handed her in her mouth and shook her head.

She just hasn't recovered from the dream for a while.

And she is feeling very uncomfortable now and wants to take a shower.

Three or four minutes later, Su Muyue took out the thermometer.

"37 degrees 2."

"Let me see."

Qin Ran looked at it and nodded. "The fever should be gone. Are you hungry? I'll go make you something to eat."

"I want to take a shower."

"Don't wash now. You're just ill. If you take a shower, it's easy for the disease to relapse."

"But I feel very uncomfortable and sweat a lot."

"Then wipe it off with a towel and wait until it's almost time to take a shower tomorrow. Otherwise, you might get a fever again."

"All right."

"What do you want to eat? Noodles, wontons, dumplings?"

"noodle."

"Okay, I'll go downstairs and cook the noodles. You can come down later and put on your coat. Or I can bring it up."

"No, I'll go downstairs. I feel much better. Where's my mom?"

"Should be on the plane now."

Su Muyue glanced at her phone and realized it was almost ten o'clock.

Qin Ran went downstairs first and muttered, "Why do they all like to eat noodles?"

Last time, he specially made dumplings and wontons, but neither of them ate them at all.

The question is eating noodles.

Qin Ran also cooked some wontons for himself.

Su Qingmo got up at six in the morning and left by bus around seven.

Qin Ran cooked noodles and wontons, and before he saw Su Muyue coming downstairs, he prepared to go upstairs to call her.

When I reached the stairs, Su Muyue came down.

Qin Ran was stunned.

Compared to just now, Su Muyue didn't look sick at all.

She had a high ponytail, wore a light-colored dress, and seemed to have put on lip balm, which made her look pink and shiny.

It makes the skin look whiter and the complexion looks much better, lively and beautiful. The high ponytail also gives people a sense of capability and freshness.

Su Muyue saw Qin Ran in a daze and walked down the stairs pretending to be calm.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Where's your coat?"

"I'm not cold."

"Are you going out?"

"No."

"What skirt are you going to change into?"

Su Muyue said in a muffled voice, "I can't wear it even if I want to."

"You have a cold. I'll get you a coat."

Su Muyue sat at the dining table in a depressed mood.

Yes, why should I wear a skirt?

I also had to go to the trouble of ironing the pleats on the skirt.

Waste of time~

Su Muyue ate the delicious noodles, and her depressed mood improved a little.

As soon as I put on the coat Qin Ran brought, my bad mood disappeared.

Su Muyue bent her legs and her feet swung back and forth like a swing.

"I want some wontons."

"Then I'll cook you some more."

"I can't eat that much." Su Muyue looked eagerly at the wontons in Qin Ran's bowl, which looked delicious.

She hadn't eaten wontons for a long time. When she smelled the fragrance, she suddenly wanted to try it.

Qin Ran stood up and took a small bowl, but saw that Su Muyue had already scooped a wonton from his bowl with a spoon.

"Ah! It's hot~"

"Eat slowly." Qin Ran scooped half a bowl of wontons and placed it in front of Su Muyue.

He felt that before Su Qingmo came back, he might have dealt with Su Muyue.

Su Muyue was sick these two days, and he helped take care of her. The latter's attitude towards him became much better.

With a little more effort, the gap between the two of them should be eliminated.

Thinking of this, Qin Ran smiled.

"Is there anything you want to eat? I'll make it for you tonight."

"Garlic Prawns."

"No problem, what else?"

“No more.”

"Then I'll make you a garlic shrimp and vermicelli stew tonight."

"Okay." Su Muyue's eyes lit up.

After dinner, Qin Ran took over the task of washing the dishes.

Just three bowls, plus cleaning up the kitchen, done in ten minutes.

Seeing Su Muyue still sitting, Qin Ran asked, "Do you want to take a nap?"

"Not sleepy."

"Fight the Landlord?"

"I don't want to play."

"See a movie?"

Su Muyue looked at the guitar in the corner.

"Want to listen to music?"

"Um."

Qin Ran was a little hesitant. He didn't even dare to play guitar for the girl anymore.

Accidents are likely to happen.

But the person in front of him was no one else.

Kieran picked up the guitar anyway.

"What do you want to hear?"

“When you’re old.”

. . .

"Change it."

Su Muyue pouted, looking a little unhappy.

Suddenly she had a good idea.

"Nuannuan."

"Nuannuan?" Qin Ran asked doubtfully, "Whose song is this?"

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