"Thank you very much, Mr. Chen," Pang Yi was overjoyed. It wasn't that he felt tired carrying Zhong Mingwei on his back. It was that with a donkey cart to sit on, Zhong Mingwei would naturally be spared from the cold wind. Pang Yi said to Zhong Mingwei, "Sir, I'll leave you outside the hall first. I'll go with Mr. Chen to get the donkey cart over here."
"I'll go in and sit for a while." Zhong Mingwei pointed to the closed door opposite.
"Okay. I'll go open the door." Chen Qingxuan was startled, and immediately rushed over to open the door for the two of them. The room was dark. Chen Qingxuan wanted to light a candle, but was stopped by Zhong Mingwei.
"I'll sit for a while and then leave. Don't disturb her rest." Zhong Mingwei said in a low voice.
"Yes." Chen Qingxuan said hurriedly.
Pang Yi groped in the dark. He finally reached the kang. He carefully placed Zhong Mingwei on the kang. Just now, he knew from Grandma Chen why Zhong Mingwei had to drag his crippled leg down the mountain this time. And why he was so seriously injured. Naturally, he also knew who was sleeping on the kang. He couldn't help but murmur in his heart, Your Highness has never been very interested in women. Why is he so affectionate to this Duan girl? If Your Highness and Duan's daughter really have such a good relationship. Then how will Xiao An deal with it? If Duan's daughter can't tolerate Xiao An, then what should Xiao An do?
But he didn't have time to think too much, so he followed Chen Qingxuan to the backyard to pull the donkey cart.
The two of them left. In the dark room, only Zhong Mingwei and Ah Chou who was sleeping soundly were left.
"Girl..." Zhong Mingwei said softly, stroking Achou gently through the quilt. The girl was sleeping on her side, and just like before, she curled up like a big shrimp. But if he was next to her, this big shrimp would slowly unfold and stick to his body like a twisted candy. He would be woken up by the heat once or twice every night, but he was not annoyed at all. Not only was he not annoyed, he would hold the big shrimp in his arms tighter.
He knew that this girl had been an orphan since childhood. She looked heartless and in fact, she was very insecure. In this respect, he was actually the same as her. For more than 30 years, he could not change his sleeping posture of curled up like a child. He always felt very embarrassed about it, and for many years, he never wanted to spend the night in the back house. No matter what the reason, he did not want to expose his weakness. It was a subconscious self-protection and an unspeakable cowardice. Until one day, the little girl who also curled herself up into a big shrimp lay drowsily in his arms. At that moment, Zhong Mingwei's eyes suddenly filled with tears. The uneasiness and fear he had felt in his dreams for many years disappeared at that moment. He spread out his arms and legs tremblingly, and tightly hugged this little shrimp that had spread out for him. He was the harbor of this little shrimp, and this little shrimp was also his harbor.
At this moment, the girl curled up like a shrimp again. Zhong Mingwei gently rubbed her back, leaned over, leaned close to Ah Chou's ear, and whispered: "Girl, don't be afraid, I'm here..."
The girl in the quilt turned over and lay flat on her back, but she hummed in dissatisfaction.
Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but laugh. It was too dark, and he couldn't see anything, but he could imagine that the girl must be mumbling and unhappy. At that moment, he rubbed all the way and finally touched Ah Chou's face, then leaned over and moved closer. The two dry lips touched each other. In fact, it didn't feel very good, like two pieces of tangerine peel rubbing against each other, bitter far more than sweet, but so what? This is his little girl, the little girl who almost took his life.
The little girl in the quilt stopped humming, and then started laughing, as if she had a very sweet dream. She turned over, turned to the other side, and continued to sleep soundly.
"Master!" Pang Yi called softly at the door.
"Girl, take good care of yourself and wait for me to pick you up," Zhong Mingwei said softly, holding Ah Chou's soft hair. "You must take good care of yourself, take medicine obediently, and be obedient, otherwise, I will beat you."
"Master!" Pang Yi called out again. He was a little anxious, fearing that Zhong Mingwei would keep sitting like this and put pressure on the wound. He had just seen that the gauze that had just been changed was slightly oozing with blood.
"Come in and carry me."
"Yes." Pang Yi hurriedly pushed the door open and went out carrying Zhong Mingwei on his back.
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