Chapter 150
Sanhua hadn't been home for a few days. He'd gone out with Xiaolan every day and come back together at night. Then one day, he stopped coming back. He said his wounds had healed, and he wouldn't stay here any longer. The gray magpie, its wings healed, had also flown away. She was reluctant to let him go, worried he'd freeze to death.
He said if they couldn't survive, they would come back.
She felt a little lost, but they were not domestic cats like Xiaolan, who had to leave to find freedom.
She said with a bit of disappointment, "Didn't it even say goodbye? It just left like that."
He laughed and said, "How do you say goodbye? Should I catch you a mouse?"
"Cats don't just bring me mice and snakes. My grandmother has a little white cat, and it brings me white roses one by one."
He also remembered the cat at home when he was a child. It would bring back sparrows and grasshoppers, but never brought back mice or snakes.
Wang Jiazhi said, "Actually, cats are just like people. Some are very smart, while others are stupid."
One night when they were about to turn off the lights and go to bed, Wang Jiazhi heard a noise at the window. She got out of bed and went barefoot to open the window to check. There was a balcony outside the window.
"Come back soon, or you'll catch a cold."
She was only wearing pajamas and went outside to look, but there was nothing there. She thought it was Sanhua who had returned.
It was very cold outside, so she quickly closed the window and got under the quilt.
She shivered a few times, her hands and feet were cold. He had his back to her, so she put her four cold paws into his clothes and pressed them against his warm back.
"ah."
He also shivered from the cold.
Wang Jiazhi originally thought she was strong and healthy, but she developed a fever the next day. This time she really had a cold.
That night she said sickly, "Go to the study and sleep. You'll get sick."
"It's okay."
He touched her head and it was still hot.
Seeing her lips were burnt and she looked pitiful, he comforted her, "It will be fine soon."
She rarely gets sick, but when she does, she acts like a spoiled brat, like she's drunk. When she was little, she used to act like a spoiled brat with her mom when she was sick, and now that he's around, she can't help but act like a spoiled brat again.
When she wanted to drink water at night, he took the cup and tried to help her get up, but she said sickly, "I don't want to get up."
He fed her water.
After drinking the water, she snuggled into his arms.
“It’s so hot.”
"Take another dose of fever-reducing medicine. You're feeling better now."
"Do you want to give it a try?"
"Um?"
She said weakly, "I'm warm now, it will be more comfortable."
"Sleep well."
"Do you want to give it a try?"
"Go to sleep."
"It won't work tomorrow if the fever goes away."
"Go to sleep."
He held her in his arms and told her to sleep properly.
The next day my lips were burned, but the fever finally subsided.
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