"Ha ha ha ha……"
"Haha ...
"I really wanted to laugh at that moment!"
"Li Xiaozhi is probably the first person in history to kiss and hug Sang Mai-kui like that!"
In an ordinary sanatorium, Xiao He rented a room and tossed Wang Xuefeng, who was coughing and laughing at the same time, onto a recliner.
Although the latter had changed into a new shirt and appeared to be a lively and carefree person, Xiao He still did not ask him to get up and do anything.
“Really! Sammerquia’s expression… I’ll never forget it…”
"I...I even recorded it, hahaha...Wait a minute, I'll send it to you right now..."
Xiao He silently ladled the medicine into a bowl, giving him a speechless glare.
She barely spoke the whole way, while Wang Xuefeng kept chattering away, making you want to tape his mouth shut.
[Wang Xuefeng: Video (8 seconds)]
"..."
"puff--"
Xiao He spat out the medicine as soon as he took a sip.
I read it twice before closing the chat window, and my somewhat gloomy mood was inexplicably lifted.
"How can he be so calm?" Xiao He finally couldn't help but complain.
“I guess it’s because of dignity!” Wang Xuefeng replied.
Xiao He glanced at him: "And what about you?"
"Cough cough..."
Wang Xuefeng scratched his head, knowing he couldn't avoid it, and his eyes started darting around.
"I... I definitely need to maintain my dignity! Facing Sammy Que face to face... whoever lacks class loses!"
"Look at him, he endures mental abuse without uttering a sound, as carefree as the wind!"
"If I shout out when it's my turn, I lose!"
"..."
Xiao He didn't want to argue with him about this "theory of dignity".
She knew that she would have done the same thing in his shoes. But seeing him suffer for her made her feel terrible.
The ring's cooldown period had long since ended, but they rarely used it on ordinary days.
Once it's used, it almost always results in injury or death.
She didn't know if it was the right thing for her to buy this thing, but she was afraid that something would happen to him if she didn't buy it, and she was still afraid that something would happen to him if she bought it.
Quietly pulling himself back from his thoughts, Xiao He shook his head and sighed softly, turning around with the soup bowl in his hands.
"Big brother, it's time to take your medicine."
"..."
Wang Xuefeng's incessant chatter came to an abrupt halt.
Xiao He sat down beside him, his face expressionless, his hands still stirring the medicinal soup.
"My hands hurt, I can't hold the bowl, you feed me!"
Wang Xuefeng lay there like a rogue.
Xiao He silently turned his face and looked at him with dead fish eyes.
She knew that Wang Xuefeng understood her feelings, which is why she never said "I'm fine" or "Don't worry," but instead kept trying to distract herself with other things.
Give him a couple of pranks, and the oppressive atmosphere will soon disappear.
And then occasionally take advantage of others to quietly offset the lingering guilt they feel.
This is his "habit".
Xiao He had actually gotten used to it much earlier.
Because he's always been like this ever since I've known him.
It was precisely because of her understanding that she wouldn't be "deceived" by Wang Xuefeng, nor would she fall into his trap and ignore everything he did.
This includes details like subtly considering other people's feelings afterward.
"you……"
Xiao He opened his mouth, but said nothing more.
I was just about to say something to praise him, but when I saw his smug, smug expression, I couldn't say a word.
Besides, how can you take medicine while lying in a chair?
Before she could even begin to berate him, Wang Xuefeng very readily raised a hand.
"Help me."
"..."
Xiao He was certain that he had swallowed all the words he wanted to say.
Seeing Wang Xuefeng's smug smile, her "dignity theory" habitually surfaced again.
So she picked up the medicine.
He took a sip but didn't swallow.
Put down the bowl.
She lay down on top of him.
They gave him no bowl or spoon and just shoved it into his mouth.
Completed in one go.
"Hmm..."
Wang Xuefeng subconsciously closed his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed.
This herbal soup has the effect of repairing the throat.
It wasn't bitter, but rather sweet, lingering in the throat for a long time.
Xiao He deliberately divided a bowl of medicine into more than ten portions and fed it to him.
She truly felt no remorse; if one had to describe it, "love" might be a more fitting word.
It's like when you were a child playing in the wild and accidentally found a "treasure".
I love it so much, it's unique and irreplaceable.
After drinking a bowl of medicinal soup, Wang Xuefeng's breathing became a little disordered, but the tenderness on his face remained undiminished.
He didn't let go, and Xiao He couldn't bear to let go of him either.
A subtle sweetness rises from the tip of the tongue and gently drifts away in the early summer afternoon breeze.
The window was open, and two small birds landed on a big tree outside the window, where there was a small nest.
The tender yet eager chirping of the fledglings was the only song outside the window...
"Um……"
Wang Xuefeng suddenly frowned, and a faint groan of pain came from his throat.
Noticing his unusual behavior, Xiao He sat up from his embrace, his gaze falling on one of his hands.
"What's wrong?"
Xiao He frowned and, without saying a word, pulled his hand over.
His fingers were deathly white, as if frozen, even his fingernails had turned a cold white.
At this point, Wang Xuefeng had no choice but to reveal the details of the ice needle piercing his finger.
"I...I thought it would get better on its own..."
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