"Are you... awake?" Ah Chou opened her sleepy eyes and saw Zhong Mingwei sitting in front of her with the quilt slipping down to his shoulders. She immediately woke up and rushed over to grab the quilt and wrap Zhong Mingwei tightly, while stroking his forehead. She frowned and asked, "Why is it still so hot?"
"Why are your hands so cold?" Zhong Mingwei was shocked by Ah Chou's hand. He immediately grabbed Ah Chou's hand and stuffed it into the quilt. He frowned and looked at Ah Chou, "You slept like this all night?"
"No, I just took a nap." Ah Chou said hurriedly, while pulling his hand away from Zhong Mingwei's hand, he put on his shoes and got off the kang. "First, I'll make you some porridge. Then I'll boil some medicine for you. You can't drink medicine on an empty stomach."
"Boil two sets, and you drink a bowl too..." Zhong Mingwei looked at Ah Chou's haggard face. He felt so distressed. He opened the quilt and was about to get out of bed to light the fire. Before he could get up, Ah Chou suddenly held him down again.
"You really want to piss me off, don't you? You're sweating all over and you dare to get off the bed like this?" Ah Chou frowned and looked at Zhong Mingwei. "You are not allowed to get off the bed for the next two days, or I'll beat you up!"
"I understand." Although he was not happy in his heart, Zhong Mingwei still agreed honestly and lay down again obediently, but he was no longer sleepy. He turned his head to watch Ah Chou wash the rice and put it into the pot quickly, and then sat down to light the fire, feeling indescribably warm and comfortable in his heart.
He also lay like this when he was sick in the past, but no one dared to enter the dormitory to disturb his rest, so he was the only one lying like this in the huge dormitory. The dormitory was empty, and his heart was empty too, but compared to listening to the noisy questions of a woman about her health, he still enjoyed this kind of silence where you could hear a pin drop.
When did it start? He began to fear silence. When he was alone, he always felt uneasy. He would only feel at ease when this girl chattered in front of him.
What do people who have been lonely for too long desire most?
It's nothing more than having someone by your side when you are sick, especially when that person is your sweetheart.
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"You were so annoying last night," Ah Chou said while making a fire, glaring at Zhong Mingwei. "You are so old, but you still don't want to take medicine. I offered you medicine, but you pushed it away. Your cotton-padded jacket has been stained by the medicine soup. You have to be coaxed into drinking. How did you develop such bad habits?"
"You've spoiled me." Zhong Mingwei didn't feel embarrassed. He looked at Ah Chou's new red jacket with a slanting collar with a smile. He thought it looked good no matter how he looked at it. "Fortunately, your old jacket got dirty. Otherwise, you might not be willing to wear this new jacket this year."
Before the New Year, when Ah Chou went down the mountain to buy New Year's goods, Zhong Mingwei begged Ah Chou to buy him a new piece of clothing. Ah Chou was so annoyed that he bought this small cotton-padded jacket. However, Ah Chou was always busy with cooking, so how could he bear to wear a new jacket? Last night, the old cotton-padded jacket was stained by the medicine soup, and Ah Chou had no choice but to find this new cotton-padded jacket and wear it today.
"Who said that? I've been wanting to wear it for a long time," Ah Chou was a little embarrassed. He pulled his sleeves and looked at Zhong Mingwei, "Didn't I buy you a new coat before the New Year? Why don't you wear it?"
"Wear it when you get better. We'll wear it together then," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile. He pursed his lips and said, "By the way, I remember how you fed me medicine last night. I also remember you sang a little song for me."
"It's already burned like that, it's amazing that you remember it so clearly." Ah Chou's face suddenly turned red, but his heart was sweet. While adding firewood to the stove, he whispered to Zhong Mingwei, "Then how about the little song I sang?"
"It sounds good, the lyrics are good, the music is good, and the girl's voice is even better..." Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, coughed twice, and then sang with a hoarse voice, "The second watch drum sounded, and Xiao Liu climbed the wall. He startled the upper house, and the infatuated daughter and daughter. She hurriedly opened the double doors and grabbed her beloved little enemy... cough cough!"
"It's such a long song, how come you only remember this line?" Ah Chou felt very ashamed. He glared at Zhong Mingwei and brought the tea from the stove to Zhong Mingwei to drink, humming, "Your voice is so hoarse, and you still have the nerve to sing."
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