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"The one who just woke up, with red eyes and sobbing, telling me that she wanted to go home, wasn't it you?"
Nan Ke smiled playfully.
Mogo slowly turned his head to look away, trying hard to hold back his smile but still managed to laugh.
Both of them were laughing at him, but Xing Chen only dared to stare at Mo Ge.
Mo Ge coughed twice and said, "I'm relieved to see that the senior has woken up. I'll go call the instructor back."
He went out tactfully.
Nan Ke sat down beside the bed and looked at Xing Chen and spoke.
"I have to go to the art exhibition to finish up tomorrow and catch a flight to record a show tonight. My first stop is Mocheng. Is there anything you need me to bring?"
"No."
Nan Ke knew that Xing Chen was upset when he thought about her going to meet Han Qin.
"I'm annoyed with him too, really. If it weren't for the penalty, who would tolerate him?"
There was guilt in Xing Chen's eyes.
Of course he knew that Nan Ke didn't like Han Qin, he just couldn't control his wild thoughts.
"It was my fault."
"You are not wrong. It is my fault for not judging you well, which has caused you so much trouble."
Xing Chen felt even more embarrassed when he heard this.
He took Nan Ke's hand and shook it gently.
"I prepared a gift. I originally wanted to celebrate with you after you unfolded your painting, but I didn't make it in time... You should be able to see it when I get back."
Nan Ke tilted her head slightly and asked him curiously, "What gift?"
"You'll know when you receive it."
"So secretive?" She didn't give up: "Can't you reveal it in advance?"
Xing Chen was firm: "No."
Nan Ke shrugged helplessly: "Okay."
She thought of something, smiled, and leaned forward to kiss Xing Chen on the face: "When you get back, your gift will arrive."
Xing Chen knew what she was referring to, and he looked embarrassed when he mentioned this.
He didn't want to accept it.
Nan Ke pinched the soft flesh on Xing Chen's cheek and said, "Don't refuse. I hope to contribute to your comfortable study and life. You can't refuse me."
Xing Chen had no choice but to nod slightly.
"I see."
Nan Ke placed another kiss on his other cheek.
Xing Chen closed his eyes. Nan Ke understood what he meant and kissed his eyes again.
I heard him say, "I'm not in a serious condition anymore. You don't have to wait until night to leave. The roads here are not easy to walk on. The sooner you go back, the sooner you can get there. I'll feel more at ease."
Nan Ke didn't intend to stay until night.
It was not easy for her to come here, and her purpose was to confirm Xing Chen's situation.
Now that he has woken up and seems to be in good condition, I feel relieved.
"Okay, I'll be leaving in a moment."
Xing Chen held her hand tightly, and kissed it on his lips.
"You're so clingy."
Nan Ke was amused by his behavior.
Xing Chen hugged Nan Ke and sighed softly.
"My mind told me to say what I just said to you, but my heart wants you to stay and not leave."
Nan Ke just let him hold her in his arms, and during that time, neither of them spoke.
When Mo Ge came back after sending Nan Ke away, Xing Chen had already finished the injection.
I was a little surprised when I saw him, "You're back so soon?"
Mo Ge nodded and said, "The person Sister Nan Ke contacted is the director of the village committee. When she came in, she agreed to send her off on the way out. She's a warm-hearted sister. She must have been too busy to tell you, otherwise you wouldn't have to worry so much."
Xing Chen lowered his head and curled his lips in silence.
He often treated Nan Ke as a child who could not take care of herself, and dreamed of washing clothes and cooking for her for the rest of her life, and being her bedside companion to take care of her forever.
But think about it, it was Nan Ke who picked him up, sent her back to school, and helped him arrange so many things. She was an independent adult.
As long as she wants, she can do anything.
However, subconsciously worrying about her has become Xing Chen's instinct.
Mogo sat aside and took a knife to peel an apple for Xing Chen.
Xing Chen spoke subconsciously: "A painter's hands are precious and shouldn't be used with a knife."
Mogo smiled after realizing what was happening: "It's okay, I used to help my grandma peel fruit, so I'm pretty good at it."
Xing Chen paused and asked him, "Have you asked about your book?"
Mogo shook his head.
"Sister Nan Ke seems to be very busy. With you here, I don't worry about not being able to do this. Sister Nan Ke likes you so much. It's just a matter of time. You can help me when she is free."
Xing Chen was silent for a moment, but before he could speak, Mo Ge asked him, "I saw a trending search online saying that Sister Nan Ke is going to record another show?"
"Yeah, it's a travel show, and I have to go tomorrow. It's all my fault for getting sick and making such a big fuss, and making her go through all the trouble of making this trip."
Mogo blinked and asked him, "Senior, are you blaming me?"
Xing Chen was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"
"I admit I'm a coward, but your condition looked really scary at the time. I couldn't wake you up no matter what I did, and your head was burning, so I called her."
Xing Chen smiled: "I don't mean to blame you."
He asked, "Did I look like I was dying?"
Mogo didn't want to describe it that way, but he nodded honestly.
Xing Chen even laughed out loud, and Mo Ge was confused.
"If I am about to die one day, you should indeed notify Nan Ke to come and see me for the last time. This is my last wish."
Mogo frowned.
"It's better not to say such unlucky things... You look so healthy, that day won't come."
Xing Chen curled his lips.
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Nan Ke's car stopped at the entrance of the town. She sincerely thanked the director who had brought her out and bought him a bottle of water and some food.
After finishing the work, I sat in my car and breathed a sigh of relief.
Thinking of something, he took out his cell phone and sent a message to Xing Chen to report the progress.
Xing Chen replied quickly.
Nan Ke asked him if the injection was finished and how he felt.
"After the injection, I no longer feel any discomfort, but the doctor wouldn't let me leave and asked me to observe for one night before making any decisions."
"They are right. You should listen to the professionals."
"Um……"
Xing Chen made a helpless expression, "I really want to become small and be put into your pocket and taken away."
A smile appeared on Nan Ke's lips, and the colors in his mind had already flowed out along with his fingers as he typed.
"If you get smaller, I won't want you anymore."
Xing Chen sent an aggrieved expression.
Nan Ke couldn't stop laughing.
Until my phone vibrated, I exited and looked, it was a message from Quan Xiu.
Ask her if she has finished her work and whether everything went well.
"not yet……"
Nan Ke just typed three words and realized that this method could not be used on Quan Xiu.
Start texting him.
"Not yet, but soon, and then I'll be back."
Nan Ke paused and said, "I'm sorry for standing you up today. When I get back and have some free time, I'll treat you to a meal to make amends."
Quan Xiu quickly replied, "It's okay. Your own business is more important. It's just that the timing is not right. Let's make an appointment when you're done."
Nan Ke agreed, then said he was going to drive and stopped talking for the time being.
Quan Xiu didn't send any more messages.
Nan Ke put down her phone, and the two men's faces kept changing in her mind.
She had just arrived home and had not had time to change her clothes when she received a call from Su Shuo.
"How's that kid doing?"
"It looks okay."
Su Shuo tsk-tsk'd twice: "He wasn't pretending to be sick to trick you into going to see him, was he?"
Nan Ke naturally knew that Xing Chen was not that kind of person.
"No, the situation last night wasn't good, and his roommate was scared, so he contacted me."
Su Shuo said, "Okay, come to think of it, he doesn't seem to be such an unreliable person that he would rely on this method to win favor."
"Where did you go..."
Su Shuo asked: "Then everything will remain the same tomorrow?"
"Um."
Nan Ke thought of Mogo and chatted with Su Shuo for a few more words.
"What? So you were asking for him before?"
Nan Ke responded.
"You promised someone something, slept with them, and then they broke their promise. I'm trying to make amends for you."
Su Shuo sighed, "I've promised so many people that I can't accomplish everything."
Nan Ke said, "There's nothing I can do. Mo Ge is indeed talented, and he and Xing Chen are already friends. It would be unreasonable for me not to help him."
She added: "You have to contribute too."
"Okay, okay, okay." From Su Shuo's tone, it seemed that he didn't want to help Mo Ge.
Nan Ke asked, "I retweeted his Weibo post, didn't you see it?"
Su Shuo sighed: "I'm so busy every day. Your Weibo is managed by Manta. She won't tell me unless there is special public opinion."
Nan Ke emphasized Mogo’s demands to him again before hanging up the phone.
It was not until he took a shower and lay in bed that Nan Ke had the energy to think about what had happened today.
She felt a little guilty for standing Quan Xiu up.
But if it happened again, even if she knew that Xing Chen's illness was not that serious, she would still choose to see Xing Chen instead of accompanying Quan Xiu to the hospital.
Do I still love him?
She thought.
Nan Ke kept thinking about this question and fell asleep.
The next day was also the last day of the exhibition.
Nan Ke needs to do some finishing work and then take a flight to Mocheng in the evening.
The program started recording the next morning, and in order to prevent some guests from having schedule changes, they gathered the night before.
The exhibition was very successful.
Su Shuo was extremely busy.
Very satisfied.
She whispered to Nan Ke, "You should record the show well this time and draw more pictures when you have time. After this show is over, we can do another one."
Nan Ke glanced at her and said, "How heartless."
She said, "Even the donkey pulling the mill needs time to catch its breath. Do you think painting is that easy?"
Su Shuo wanted to shake her shoulders and shout.
"Think about the money, Nannan. You can never have too much money, right?"
Nan Ke sighed: "I know, I'll try my best."
Su Shuo smiled contentedly.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned her head and saw someone, her smile froze instantly.
He raised his arm and nudged Nan Ke.
Nan Ke looked up in confusion, looked in the direction Su Shuo pointed, and froze.
After the body stiffens, it is followed by a very small tremor.
She could hardly stand, and Su Shuo grabbed her arm to help her stand.
"Let's go talk."
Su Shuo said: "Haven't you been waiting for this moment?"
Nan Ke gritted his teeth and said, "No, I don't want to see her. I just want to disgust them."
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