Qi'an thought this, dazed for a moment, and struggled to lift his legs to the bed, then picked up the quilt and covered him. Five minutes later, she took out the thermometer from his shirt, took a look, and saw that his blood pressure suddenly jumped.

.

40.3℃!

With such a severe fever, I didn't take medicine, didn't eat, and didn't go to the hospital. I locked myself in the bedroom and slept in total darkness without seeing anyone.

Did he treat his body as if it were made of iron?! Such a waste!

Qi'an felt a fire in her chest, she was angry and distressed at the same time. He had a fever and she felt terribly uncomfortable. She was angry that he didn't take care of her at all, and then she started to wonder why he suddenly fell ill...

Many things seem to come to mind only as an afterthought.

When she went to the billiard club to find him that day, his expression was not very good. At that time, she just thought that Pei Xuyan was in a bad mood, but she never thought that he was sick.

He can hold himself up, and he can't fall as long as he has one breath left.

Now the fever was coming fiercely, like a revenge for his arrogance.

Pei Xuyan didn't have the energy to make any more noise. Qi'an looked at him for a while, pursed her lips tightly, put away the thermometer, endured the pain on her leg, and found antipyretics from the medical kit.

They brought him hot water and fed him medicine. The man closed his eyes and refused to open his mouth. Every cell in his body was filled with resistance.

Qi'an gritted her teeth, pushed his teeth open with her hands, stuffed the medicine in, and quickly put the hot water to his mouth.

His breath was all over her palm, and the heat made her shiver.

He seemed to be choking and coughed violently several times. He bent over the edge of the bed and wanted to vomit. Qi'an covered his mouth in shock.

"Don't vomit, this is medicine!"

Pei Xuyan retched for a while, coughing out his lungs. Even his Adam's apple and neck were covered with a light red color. He was groggy and confused from the fever. He didn't have time to look at the people around him, so he fell back to sleep.

Qi'an's back was wet with sweat due to the fuss, and she was in a terrible state of embarrassment.

She filled another basin of cold water, soaked the towel, held it half dry and placed it on his forehead, repeating this action every once in a while.

She stayed by his side, rubbing her knees with one hand, until her body temperature dropped, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

Outside the bedroom, the door quietly opened a crack, and Pei Yangyu tried his best to open his eyes and look in, his eyes shining with curiosity.

Ah! Wow! (⊙o⊙)

He secretly took a photo with his mobile phone, created a private group, invited people other than the real owner into it, and posted it. The whole family gossiped about Pei Xuyan's relationship problems.

After all, the young master's slightest disturbance can cause a sensation in the whole family.

Pei Ruishen: [Don’t take secret photos of others casually.]

Qin Nian: [My brother finally has a girlfriend?! Whose girl took this young master in? That’s amazing!]

Shang Yan: [It seems it was right for me to leave today.]

Pei Yangyu smiled and said: [I'm so happy that I'm flying! I'm waiting to drink my second uncle's wedding wine.]

Pei Huan: [How come no one asks me for my opinion?]

Pei Huan: [It is impossible for Pei Xuyan to marry such a girl and even step into the house!]

The next second, Pei Huan was removed from the group chat by Pei Yangyu.

#The world isolates me and lets it ridicule me

#The majesty of the head of the family is overwhelming

Inside the house, Qi An didn't notice anything. When she looked outside, it was completely dark, and she was shocked to realize how late it was.

I looked at my phone, it was 9:30 pm.

A faint screen fluorescence lit up in the dim room. It was time for her to go back. She packed her things and stood up, but her wrist was suddenly pulled by someone, and there was a burst of resistance.

"Don't go..."

A hoarse voice sounded unconsciously, extremely low and deep.

Qi'an looked back at him. He was not awake. His eyebrows were fragile in the dim light. His long, rough hands grasped her wrist and refused to let go, like a sick person looking for dependence.

After a long time, Qi'an patted the back of his hand gently, as if to comfort him gently: "I won't leave."

Pei Xuyan's high fever kept coming back and forth during the night, rising again as soon as it went down. Qi'an was busy cooling him down and didn't even dare to feel confused for a while.

She sat on the edge of the bed and watched him sleeping. The moonlight outside the window poured into the bedroom.

His facial features are still sharp and sharp, holding back an untamed ferocity. His long eyelashes cast shadows on his eyelids, seeming to have received the moonlight, adding a bit of softness.

That was a trait rarely seen when Pei Xuyan was awake.

Everything else seems to have become unimportant. If you put all those messy things behind you, you can easily forgive him for all his indifference and temper.

As long as he is here, you will feel at ease and be given a sense of strength that can level mountains and seas.

"Pei Xuyan." Only at this time did Qi'an dare to talk to him, whispering his name in her mouth, which echoed in the bedroom. She only had her own thoughts. She wanted to hug him, but she stretched her hands in the air and froze.

Stop, then take it back, with a rustling voice, "Pei Xuyan..."

Repeating his name, repeating my heartbeat.

Such three simple words have more meaning than anything else to her.

He fell asleep, unable to hear her words, his breathing was steady, and he was so alive that it made people want to cry.

Qi'an raised her hand to twist the corner of the quilt for him, her fingertips were stained with his warmth. She lay on her side on the bed tiredly and looked at his side face up close.

The blizzard that day flashed before his eyes, and the billiards hall was full of lights and feasting. He raised his head with a cigarette under his arm and asked her calmly, "Have you started?"

Maybe they are too impulsive.

Can I apologize and go back to the past?

The girl's muffled and thin voice sounded in the middle of the night where no one knew. It seemed to be talking to him, but also like self-reflection. It fell in Pei Xuyan's ears, but he couldn't hear it.

"I shouldn't have left you to go to the hospital that day, I shouldn't have failed to handle things between Shao Tingbin and me, and I shouldn't have made you always compromise for me..."

She said a lot of things that shouldn't be done, and finally smiled, with water shining in her eyes, like the moon in the water, which shattered when poked.

"A little earlier, and back to that day, I shouldn't have dared to tell you clearly at the Academic Affairs Office that day, and I shouldn't have missed the appointment."

These are all facts and her problem. Children have to pay the price for their mistakes, let alone adults. No one has the obligation to love you forever.

The girl's voice was choked and heartbreaking, and the echoes echoed over and over again.

"I've tried hard to change it, but it seems it's too late."

He doesn't want her anymore.

After meeting him, it seemed that I had almost run out of tears and apologies in this life.

I have said I was wrong a thousand times, can I say I still love you in exchange?

Qi'an was so tired that she lay on the bedside, her voice became softer and quieter, and her heart felt empty, as if a can had been kicked away by someone.

Someone suddenly grabbed her wrist, and she panicked for a moment, then met his eyes in the darkness.

"Qi'an?"

Pei Xuyan frowned in discomfort and half stood up. He was confused with fever, his body was cold and hot, but he felt a hint of comfort in the pain. He was sleepy and hazy.

Staring at her, he called out the name with a hoarse voice: "Is that you?"
Chapter completed!