Chapter 129: The camera can’t see here
"Did I have a fever last night?"
Song Lehan's voice was hoarse, "You... have been here all the time?"
"Well, last night when you had a fever, I happened to be awake, so Ji Shuyu asked me to come up and see you." Xu Jiangcuo explained as he brought the food to her, "Eat something first, and I'll make you some cold medicine later."
Song Lehan took the meal and said, "Thank you."
Song Lehan had just recovered from a fever and his nose was blocked, so he actually had no appetite.
After taking two quick bites, she couldn't eat anymore.
After taking the medicine last night, Song Lehan sweated a lot. When he woke up, his body felt sticky and uncomfortable.
"Why do you eat so little? Eat more, so you can get better." Xu Jiangcuo handed the porridge over again, scooped a spoonful and wanted to feed her.
Song Lehan didn't dodge and drank a few spoonfuls obediently. In the end, only half a bowl of porridge was left.
"Why don't you lie down for a while? I'll make you some medicine."
While Xu Jiangcuo was clearing the dishes, Song Lehan looked towards the door. "Where are they? Did they go out?"
"Yeah." Xu Jiangcuo responded.
Song Lehan looked at him, pursed her lips, and lowered her head embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I delayed you..."
"It's not a big deal. It's just a small trip. It's not like you won't be able to come back in the future." Xu Jiangcuo comforted her and picked up the bowl and chopsticks. "I'll be back soon."
"Um."
Xu Jiangcuo left the bedroom.
Song Lehan sat for a short while before lying down again out of exhaustion. He picked up his phone and saw two unread messages.
It was the cameraman who sent her the photos taken yesterday.
One is Song Lehan and the other is Xu Jiangcuo.
Song Lehan replied "OK" and then saved the photo.
She suddenly remembered that Xu Jiangcuo asked her to use this photo as her profile picture yesterday. After thinking about it, Song Lehan switched to her second Weibo account and changed it to this photo.
Taking advantage of the situation, she flipped through the content posted on the small account.
These are all complaints I made when I first entered the circle.
She asked why the crew ignored her, why her co-actors deliberately targeted her, and why the director ignored her.
The most common complaints were against Jiang Yue.
From time to time, he also wrote down his thoughts and regrets for Xu Jiangcuo.
Not many people pay attention to the small account, most of it is Song Lehan’s monologue, so few people know that this person is her.
Someone once sent her a private message asking who she was.
Song Lehan never replied to any of the messages, especially those about herself, which she would be particularly careful to avoid.
Anyone who sees this will not think of Song Lehan.
Song Lehan just flipped through a few posts before he yawned again due to sleepiness, and then sneezed a few times.
Coincidentally, Xu Jiangcuo came in with the prepared medicine.
"Come, drink the medicine."
Hearing the sound, Song Lehan sat up again and drank the bowl of medicine in two or three gulps.
She has never had to worry about taking medicine since she was a child.
She can swallow any pill, no matter how big it is.
"Do you want to sleep a little longer?" Xu Jiangcuo held the empty bowl and saw that Song Lehan looked listless, worried that she might have a fever again. "How do you feel? Are you still having a fever?"
Song Lehan shook his head. "I don't have a fever. I feel much better."
Xu Jiangcuo: "Sleep a little longer?"
Song Lehan shook his head again, "I'll be fine by myself, you go and do your thing."
Xu Jiangcuo stared at her for a while, and finally agreed: "Okay, then call me if you need anything."
"Um."
He left again.
Song Lehan lay on the bed, picked up his mobile phone again, looked at it for a while, and fell asleep unknowingly.
I slept for the whole morning.
In the meantime, Xu Jiangcuo went upstairs to check on Song Lehan. Seeing that Song Lehan had fallen asleep, he felt uneasy and simply brought his computer to this room to work.
I don't know why, but there's a lot going on at the company these days.
As soon as I finish one thing, the next one comes up.
It was not until twelve o'clock noon that Song Lehan opened his eyes.
When she sat up and saw Xu Jiangcuo in the room, she was still stunned.
Xu Jiangcuo was sitting on the floor, asleep on a chair. Next to him was a tablet, seemingly occupied with work.
Song Lehan lifted the quilt, walked over quietly, and found a blanket to cover him.
He'd been working late into the night for the past few days, and last night, he'd been taking care of himself, so he must be exhausted.
etc--
Song Lehan suddenly thought that Xu Jiangcuo might have a fever like her. She reached out and gently touched his forehead, feeling a warm and cool touch.
No fever.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
fine.
Before he could withdraw his hand, Xu Jiangcuo opened his eyes.
When their eyes met, Song Lehan's hand bounced away from Xu Jiangcuo's forehead as if it had been electrocuted. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Xu Jiangcuo.
He held Song Lehan's wrist tightly, his voice hoarse from just waking up, "Why are you up?"
"I saw you sleeping here and was afraid you'd have a fever like me."
Song Lehan was burned by his scorching gaze and looked away, "Why...are you holding my hand?"
After saying that, Xu Jiangcuo let go of Song Lehan's hand.
He sat up straight, pulled his hair back, and tried to sober himself up.
"Are you hungry? Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it."
Song Lehan squatted on the spot, raised his head slightly, thought seriously for a while, and finally raised the corner of his mouth embarrassedly: "I want to eat dumplings, can you make them?"
"This..." Xu Jiangcuo was a little embarrassed, "I really don't know how to do it."
Song Lehan felt sorry and said, "Forget it then."
Xu Jiangcuo curled his lips in triumph, "Can you make the stuffing?"
"Yes!" Song Lehan's eyes lit up.
Xu Jiangcuo: "Then we can do it."
"Okay! Let's go downstairs and do it then?" Song Lehan stood up. She was much more energetic than she was in the morning.
It looks like this should be okay.
"Okay, put on a coat. It would be bad if you catch a cold again."
Xu Jiangcuo took his coat and put it on her, and Song Lehan did not refuse.
The two went downstairs to the kitchen.
Xu Jiangcuo kneaded the dough, chopped the vegetables, and finally Song Lehan prepared the stuffing.
When she felt the seasoning was almost ready, she picked out some dishes and wanted Xu Jiangcuo to try them.
"My hands are full of noodles, I can't hold chopsticks."
Xu Jiangcuo spoke very tactfully, motioning for Song Lehan to feed it to him so that he could taste it.
Song Lehan understood what he meant and subconsciously looked for the camera in the kitchen. She only had a flash of her eyes, and Xu Jiangcuo knew what she was thinking.
He turned around and approached Song Lehan.
He stepped closer, and she stepped back.
The two of them came to the corner of the kitchen.
Xu Jiangcuo placed his flour-covered hands on either side of Song Lehan, leaning down slightly. He looked at her and lowered his voice, "Here, the camera won't see it."
The distance was too close and Song Lehan's heart was beating fast.
She raised her hand and fed the stuffed chopsticks to him, tremblingly and not very close to his mouth.
Xu Jiangcuo curled his lips, leaned closer and licked it.
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