Warm interior.

The girl did not sleep well.

Because of the fever, her cheeks were unusually red, and her beautiful long eyelashes were wet with tears, casting a fragile shadow under her pale eyes.

She kept mumbling and stretched out her hands, trying to grab something.

"Don't move."

Shi Yan gently grasped Sheng Yuan's restless wrist, originally intending to prevent her from hitting the infusion tube. He was just about to place her hand safely on the edge of the bed, but unexpectedly, she grabbed his hand instead.

It was like finding a life-saving straw.

Sheng Yuan held Shi Yan's fingers tightly and refused to let go.

Shi Yan was stunned at first, but seeing that she gradually calmed down, he simply sat down on the wooden stool beside the bed and let her hold his hand.

This is what Aunt Fan saw when she came in with a quilt.

"Xiao Yan, how is she?"

Shi Yan: "Not awake yet."

Aunt Fan used to be an outpatient doctor working in a tertiary hospital. She later resigned and opened a clinic near her community. Her husband is a veterinarian and also runs a small veterinary station.

The couple has a daughter who is studying at a medical university in another city.

later.

A developer took a fancy to their residential area, and the whole family suddenly became households to be relocated.

Most of the residents here have moved in, and they are preparing to move to their new homes at the beginning of next month.

Shi Yan's grandmother, Song Zhen, was a junior high school teacher who taught Aunt Fan. After Aunt Fan graduated, she often interacted with Teacher Song Zhen.

Aunt Fan treats Shi Yan like her own child. Today, she called Shi Yan over to get some calcium capsules or something that can strengthen his body.

But she was careless and didn't notice that a heavy rain was about to fall.

Just when I was about to contact Shi Yan, I thought that if the child hadn't left yet, I would come over another day.

She saw Shi Yan's figure appear in the rain.

It was not until they reached the door and Shi Yan took off his umbrella that Aunt Fan saw that he was carefully carrying an unconscious little girl on his back.

The little girl was wet all over.

Aunt Fan took out her daughter's clean clothes from the closet and gave them to her daughter to change into temporarily.

When I touched his forehead, it was still burning hot, so I was put on an IV drip.

Because we were preparing to move, the clinic was temporarily closed and all the things that could be packed were packed up, so there was only a thin blanket on the bed.

Aunt Fan covered Sheng Yuan with the quilt. Her eyes fell on the girl's palm-sized face. She couldn't help but sighed with heartache: "Did you dream about something sad? You kept crying even when you fell asleep."

“Brother, brother…”

Sheng Yuan sobbed softly, and Shi Yan held his breath and moved closer to hear clearly the second half of her sentence: "Don't go."

Shi Yan pursed his lips, and used his free hand that was not held by Sheng Yuan to pull out a tissue. He placed the paper on the quilt, folded it simply, and gently wiped away the tears that were sliding down the corners of Sheng Yuan's eyes.

"Well, I'm not leaving."

The boy's profile was cold, his movements were clumsy yet delicate, and on the wrist of his raised hand was a black watch. His thin lips moved slightly, and his low, magnetic voice was gentle and soothing.

Aunt Fan was surprised when she heard this.

Suddenly she remembered what she had forgotten to ask: "Xiao Yan, is she someone you know?"

“It’s someone I know.”

Aunt Fan: "Then why haven't I heard you mention it before?"

Aunt Fan's surprise was not without reason. Shi Yan had always been a loner and had no friends around him.

Shi Yan replied: "Because I haven't seen you for a long time."

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