As soon as Wu Xiaoqian stepped outside the door, he heard crying sounds from inside. None of the educated youth, male or female, had ever suffered such hardship, and they all cried and shouted to go home.
"Captain, Ningning is sick. I'm here to ask for leave for her."
"Hmm."
The team leader waved his hand, and the wrinkles on his old face deepened a few inches. He really didn't know how to settle these educated youth.
Compared to them, Xu Ningjun was sleeping soundly.
Wu Xiaoying covered her with two quilts and she was no longer cold.
When Xu Ningjun woke up in a daze, he felt a cool hair on his forehead.
"Cheng...Chuan."
Cheng Chuan stood by the window and turned his head when he heard the voice, "You, are awake."
You could tell she was happy in her voice. He leaned over, took the woolen cloth, and touched her forehead.
It's still a little hot.
His movements were natural, and he met her gaze after he had finished. "Would you like some water? What, what, what's wrong?"
"Why do you stutter every time you talk to me?"
Cheng Chuan paused while stirring the hot water. He stuttered whenever he spoke to anyone. He must be sick.
It’s just that when talking to others, he speaks simply, using only single words, so no one can tell.
"It's so cute."
"Chuanchuan, you are so cute, you should be a good person and not do bad things."
Thinking about his time in jail, Xu Ningjun felt dizzy and didn't know what he said. He fell asleep again.
Xu Ningjun couldn't remember what he said, but Cheng Chuan remembered.
He remembered for the rest of his life that she said he was cute, so he had to be a good person so that she would like him.
It was already evening when Xu Ningjun woke up again. His body was sore, but not as painful as in the afternoon.
"Procedure.........."
He sat in a chair beside the bed, leaned his head against the wall and fell asleep.
Xu Ningjun turned over and lay on his side.
He seemed to be guarding her, with faint dark circles under his eyes, and he looked a little tired.
Cheng Chuan is not a pushover, he treats her better than others, and Xu Ningjun is not a fool either.
She wanted to pretend not to understand, but it was so obvious that she had to think about it.
He ran into the dormitory last night and took only her things.
But she couldn't understand why they didn't spend so much time together in their previous life.
It can be said that they are almost strangers.
Not long after she became an educated youth, he was imprisoned and they never saw each other again.
After not seeing each other for many years, he had a meal at my house after he was released from prison, and then died in a car accident.
That's about the extent of our interactions.
After being away from Cheng Yuanshan, I didn't expect to become close to Cheng Chuan.
What’s the difference between this and her and Cheng Yuanshan in her previous life?
Just a different person.
When Xu Ningjun was in a daze, Cheng Chuan opened his eyes and their eyes met.
"You're awake."
He pushed himself up. "Want to eat something?"
"Um."
Xu Ningjun looked away in a panic, afraid that he would notice that he was looking at him.
But Cheng Chuan's attention was on her illness and he didn't notice it. He went out and got a bowl of millet porridge.
Wu Xiaoying cooked this. She used up all the millet that was left at home.
The millet porridge gave off a sticky aroma, and Xu Ningjun was really a little hungry.
Just as she was about to sit up from the bed, he squatted down beside the bed and fed her.
The millet porridge was kept warm in the pot and was very hot.
It takes a long time for a spoonful of liquid to cool before it can be drunk, but he was not impatient at all and patiently stirred it with a spoon.
Xu Ningjun swallowed a mouthful, feeling a warmth in his stomach. He looked at his left hand holding the bowl, "Is it hot?"
Cheng Chuan shook his head. His skin wasn't as delicate as hers, so it wasn't hot.
"Let me sit up and do it myself."
Sitting up from the bed, she reached for the bowl, "Sizzle, it's hot!"
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