Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

She put the ingredients in the refrigerator, picked a few more, and took them into the kitchen.

Looking around, looking for a pot, washing rice, and preparing to cook porridge.

It's been a long time since she's done this, and she's still new to it.

Twenty minutes later, she washed her hands, wiped them briefly, and went upstairs.

He opened the door gently, wanting to see Jiang Wen's condition.

"Crack-"

As soon as the door was opened, Yun Si heard the sound of something hitting her.

Somewhat loud.

She paused her hand and turned on the light.

The light in the room suddenly became brighter, illuminating the man on the bed who was trying to get up.

He seemed to have no strength yet, his tall body staggered, and he fell to the ground with his bare feet like a drunken man.

Fortunately, there was carpet on the floor and he was not injured.

He just lowered his head and looked groggy, still coughing quietly.

His thin body was shaking, looking inexplicably pitiful.

Like a wounded drowned dog.

Yun Si frowned and walked over quickly.

Reach out and help him up.

"Jiang Wen?"

She touched his forehead.

The fever still hasn't gone away, and it seems to be getting hotter.

"...Why doesn't the medicine work?"

She glanced at the antipyretics on the bedside table and frowned.

If the burning continues like this, I'm afraid people will be burned to death.

The man leaning on her seemed to be really burned out.

He hugged her waist quietly and made a low sound in his throat.

It was like the whimpering of a puppy, so soft.

He seemed to know who she was, hunched over and kept burying himself in her arms.

Rubbing it, absorbing the coolness from her body.

As if this would make him feel more comfortable and feel better.

"...Si...Si..."

The sick man has lost his cold and frosty skin, but he is still the shy and shy young man at the beginning.

The dark eyes were filled with a hazy mist because of the fever.

His wet, cold features almost softened.

Softly, the voice is also softly.

He hugged her stickyly and got close to her unconsciously.

No matter what, he refused to let go.

The contrast with him on the TV screen is huge.

It's so big that it's a bit unexpected.

Yun Si blinked and looked down at him.

He kissed her and covered her with great initiative.

An overly hot hand caressed her back.

He was so groggy that he couldn't stand up straight, but he still remembered this incident.

Don't forget to kiss her until you are satisfied.

"……I really like you……"

His entire weight was on her, and he was completely burned out of his mind.

He just held her face and kept kissing her.

It was as if she were a delicious snack.

"You like...me a little bit...ok..."

The exposed young boy pressed his forehead against hers and begged her softly.

The dark and gray eyes looked exceptionally clean because they were moist.

As clean as a simple deer in the forest, without impurities, extremely pure.

He just stared at her hazily, kissing her again and again.

It was as if he wanted to take out his whole heart and show it to her.

Extremely pitiful.

Yun Si looked at him with a calm expression, "Jiang Wen, please wake up."

She grabbed his hand on her waist and took it away.

"You're sick now, just have a good sleep, okay?"

"..." The young man with flushed cheeks looked at her steadily.

The two eyeballs were astonishingly soft, like those of a newborn cub, pitch black and exceptionally beautiful.

"you do not like me?"

His hand dropped and his tone was very soft.

It's so light that it feels indescribable.