Tang Miao said she didn't want to drink anymore, and He Xiao didn't pour her any more. He went over to put down the cup and thermos, and at the same time, opened the drawer of Tang Miao's desk.

He Xiao took out a thermometer from the drawer, disinfected it with alcohol, and handed it to Tang Miao, saying, "Take the temperature."

After He Xiao said this, Tang Miao did not refuse. He raised his hand to take the thermometer and put it under the quilt.

The thermometer was cold when it was put into the body, but it warmed up after a while. He Xiao stood there counting the time. When the time was up, he said "OK"

After he finished speaking, Tang Miao took out the thermometer.

The thermometer was taken out, and Tang Miao, lying on the bed, took a look at it. She leaned against the light and looked at the scale on the thermometer. After seeing the scale, Tang Miao's expression did not change much, and said.

"38 degrees."

This is a little higher than the last time I measured my temperature.

Generally speaking, 38 degrees is considered a high fever, no wonder she felt so uncomfortable.

As she finished speaking, He Xiao had already taken the thermometer. He took a look at the thermometer and saw that the actual temperature was 38.5. Tang Miao had overstated the temperature by 0.5.

He Xiao glanced at the thermometer, then looked at Tang Miao lying on the bed. He didn't say anything, but shook the thermometer and put it away again.

After putting it away, He Xiao closed the drawer and at the same time pulled open the chair in front of Tang Miao's desk.

After pulling out the chair, He Xiao sat in front of Tang Miao's desk.

Although He Xiao was thinner than before, his physique was still tall and straight here. He pulled out a chair and sat in front of her desk. When he sat down, his figure completely blocked the already weak light of the desk lamp.

And Tang Miao just disappeared into the shadow formed by the light he blocked.

Tang Miao was lying on the bed, completely covered by the shadows. The light was blocked, which made her eyes feel more comfortable. She lay there, looking up at He Xiao who was sitting in front of her desk. After He Xiao sat down, he took out his mobile phone. His fingers moved his arm slightly, and he seemed to be browsing his phone.

Tang Miao rested her head on the pillow and looked at He Xiao who was sitting there. After a long time, she finally realized what He Xiao was doing. She lay there and blinked at He Xiao. After blinking, Tang Miao said.

"Are you staying with me tonight?"

After Tang Miao asked this, He Xiao, who was sitting on the chair, turned around and looked at her with his eyes lowered.

He Xiao was a man of few words. After they had been together for a while, Tang Miao had gotten to know him a little better. He didn't just use words to express his behavior. His eyes, movements, and all the subtle things sometimes expressed his behavior and intentions.

After He Xiao turned around, he just looked at her with his eyes lowered. Tang Miao met his gaze and understood what he meant.

He was indeed staying here tonight.

The rope binding Tang Miao's chest seemed to have tightened a little.

The rope on her chest rubbed and even caught fire, burning her throat. She looked at He Xiao, and when she talked to He Xiao, her throat shrank in pain.

She looked at He Xiao, no longer knowing what emotion was in her eyes, and just said to him.

"You don't have to stay here with me."

"Although my temperature has risen, it's not very high. And I've slept all night, and the temperature inside the quilt was high, so it's actually not that serious, so I don't need to worry too much about it," said Tang Miao.

Tang Miao said this about her fever. While she was talking, He Xiao just kept looking at her. He turned his face to the side, and the light from the desk lamp cast a shadow on his face, still hiding his gaze and expression, and Tang Miao still couldn't see through it.

Obviously, although she couldn't see through He Xiao's expression, she knew He Xiao's decision.

He doesn't plan to leave.

He would stay here and watch her.

He was obedient most of the time, but when he became stubborn, he was indeed stubborn, and it was a silent stubbornness.

He would only stop being so stubborn after she explained it to him.

He Xiao didn't leave because her temperature had reached a certain level, so he had to stay here. On the other hand, he came here in the first place because she was crying.

Tang Miao was lying on the bed, her head resting on her pillow. After she had said all that to He Xiao and he still had no intention of leaving, she withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyelashes.

He Xiao was still looking at her, but she didn't look at him. He Xiao didn't leave, and she didn't plan to give up. The two of them were in this silence, as if they were in a tug of war.

The rope around Tang Miao's heart tightened even more. It seemed to have broken her flesh, and the sharp rope cut into the flesh of her heart, leaving wounds everywhere.

She felt the pain from all directions, her eyes fell on the dark ground. She was a little dazed and absent-minded. She said to He Xiao.

"I'm really fine..."

She said this without much emotion. While she was talking, He Xiao did not listen to her finish. He lowered his eyes to look at her and interrupted her.

"I'll wait for you to give me a reason." He Xiao said.

After He Xiao finished speaking, Tang Miao, who was looking at the ground with her eyelashes drooping, raised her eyes slightly. She didn't raise them too high, so she didn't meet He Xiao's gaze, and couldn't see what He Xiao's expression was now.

After He Xiao finished speaking, Tang Miao did not respond. He looked at Tang Miao and asked her another question without waiting for her response.

"Will you let me listen?"

Tang Miao raised his eyes completely. :,,.