Reborn I will never be a dog lick

An Xiaomi, who was sleeping, still held a small notebook tightly on her chest with one hand.

The more Xu Zhimu looked at it, the more familiar it became.

He reached out and grabbed the edge of the small notebook.

However, the girl still hugged her tightly. Xu Zhimu took out notebooks bit by bit, still carrying the remaining warmth from the girl's body.

The moment he saw this notebook, Xu Zhimu felt his teeth sore.

Isn't this Ta Ma your own dog-licking diary?

I remember that this thing was probably hidden by the elementary school girl.

Why did he appear here again out of nowhere?

Xu Zhimu opened the diary and looked at it. One of the pages was folded.

"January 18th, heavy snowfall.

It snowed heavily today, and we had planned to build a snowman together, but Xiaomi seemed a little uncomfortable today, so she only made two snowballs and went home.

Forget it, I built two more snowmen, using the snowballs made from millet as the heart of the snowman, so we built them together.

…”

Make a snowman.

Xu Zhimu was fascinated by what he saw, and many of his childhood memories were hard to remember in detail.

The girl on the bed suddenly let out a cry. Xu Zhimu put the notebook on the table beside him and poured a glass of warm water.

Holding her hand, it was still a little cold.

An Xiaomi opened her eyes drowsily, thinking that her mother had been accompanying her, but the warmth from her palms made her feel very familiar.

But the figure in front of him became clearer and clearer, and the girl's sickly cheeks suddenly froze, and her dim eyes with some bloodshot eyes opened wider in an instant.

"Why, why is it you..."

An Xiaomi almost sat up in excitement, but coughed again in a hurry, and her other hand was still fixed on the bed, just to avoid the patient turning around suddenly and affecting the water infusion.

"Don't move, drink some water first."

Xu Zhimu gently touched her forehead. It was no longer very hot, but the girl's originally pink lips were now a little white.

Helping her to stand up slightly, Xu Zhimu held a water glass and placed it to her lips.

An Xiaomi looked at him blankly and slowly drank the water. Xu Zhimu helped her adjust the angle of the hospital bed so that she could lean on it more comfortably.

Xu Zhimu put down the water glass and opened the chicken soup and warm porridge made by his mother.

Suddenly the fragrance filled the entire ward.

Xu Zhimu took out the small bowl he had prepared and poured the chicken soup into it.

"How do you know me……"

An Xiaomi looked at him in confusion.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Xu Zhimu asked her while helping her pour chicken soup.

An Xiaomi's pale cheeks dropped a little, and she moved her lips: "I'm fine... I can go home in two days."

Xu Zhimu looked at the girl's expression, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

When she fell ill, she was still at her elementary school sister's house.

And the reason why she got sick this time was because of...the promise of building a snowman.

Xu Zhimu took out a spoon and tasted it himself first, and it was not hot anymore.

Then he scooped up another spoonful and handed it to her lips.

An Xiaomi also opened her mouth obediently and drank. Xu Zhimu gently wiped the broth from the corner of her mouth and fed her spoonful by spoonful.

Waves of warmth spread throughout every corner of his body.

"Where's my mother?"

An Xiaomi suddenly asked.

"We should be home soon."

As Xu Zhimu was talking, his cell phone rang again. It was his mother's call.

"Son, how is Xiaomi doing now? Have you eaten anything?"

Xu's mother's concerned voice came out, and Xu Zhimu looked at An Xiaomi, who had regained some of her color, and nodded.

"I've had some chicken soup. Is Auntie home now?"

As soon as Xu Zhimu finished asking, Xiaomi's mother's voice came over the phone: "Xiaomumu, Auntie is already home. Xiaomi hasn't had a good meal in two days, so I'd like you to take good care of her."

Xu Zhimu looked at the girl who was also looking at him eagerly.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of her."

Xu Zhimu said and handed the phone to An Xiaomi.

When the girl finally called, her voice became a little unbearable, and she said: "Mom..."

Xu Zhimu slowly helped her pour out the porridge. After listening to the girl and her mother chat for a while, An Xiaomi returned the phone to Xu Zhimu.

"You have to tell me this kind of thing in time in the future, you know?"

Xu Zhimu saw that her condition was getting better, so he wanted to teach her a lesson.

"I'm afraid I'll cause trouble for you..."

An Xiaomi bit her lip gently.

"It's already troublesome enough."

Xu Zhimu said something to her angrily, and the girl suddenly felt a little more aggrieved. How could she be so coaxing?

In the last life, if An Xiaomi suddenly chose to leave without saying goodbye because of her own health, in fact, this method is the cruelest thing for those who really care.

Xu Zhimu looked at her: "If anything happens in the future, you must tell me immediately. It's a little troublesome, but it's better than having to bear it alone. For those who really care about you, leaving without saying goodbye is the cruelest thing."

Xu Zhimu said this with regrets from his previous life.

The indescribable regret and emotion made the girl's heart beat a beat faster.

She squinted her eyes and looked at the guy in front of her with a smile on her sickly cheeks.

"You really care about me so much."

"Nonsense! I don't care about you and I drove five hours straight to come see you?"

Xu Zhimu handed the porridge in front of her: "Can you eat it by yourself?"

An Xiaomi's cheeks had a rosy glow. She looked at Xu Zhimu quietly: "Can you feed me?"

"trouble."

Xu Zhimu said this, but still held the spoon and started feeding her little by little.

An Xiaomi looked silly, eating porridge and looking at his cheeks.

I finally finished the porridge, and there was still a lot left in the two thermos bottles.

The girl hasn't eaten much in two days, so she can't eat too much at one time.

After that, Xu Zhimu poured the rest into the bowl and ate it directly with the spoon that he had just fed her.

"Don't dislike me..."

An Xiaomi sniffed and couldn't help but cough lightly again, but her disease was not contagious.

"What do you dislike, saliva?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Xu Zhimu was eating and looked at the girl's pink lips after replenishing water.

I have kissed this little mouth countless times, and I already know what it feels like.

An Xiaomi snorted, and suddenly seemed to remember something. He opened the quilt in a panic and looked around, looking for something.

"Looking for this?"

The next moment, the small diary was shaking in front of her. Xu Zhimu was holding the diary and staring at her with his eyes motionless.

An Xiaomi's face was visible to the naked eye, showing a hint of shame and embarrassment. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at him.

"Where did you find it?" Xu Zhimu asked her.

An Xiaomi hesitated for a while and then said: "You, under your bed..."

…

A few days ago, An Xiaomi came to visit as usual to have a meal, and when she saw Xu's mother, she started cleaning.

She offered to help and then also cleaned Xu Zhimu's room.

She heard from the girls in the dormitory that many boys would keep some ulterior things at home, and they would usually hide them in the mezzanine of the wardrobe, under the desk, or under the mattress.

When An Xiaomi was helping him make the bed, he couldn't help but lift up the mattress and take a look. After taking it, he discovered this small notebook.

This diary should be from before high school.

It's obviously Xu Zhimu's diary, but everything in it is inseparable from the words An Xiaomi.

The girl held the diary, and the memories from long ago came to her mind little by little along with the diary.

When she saw one of the diary entries.

"January 18th, heavy snowfall.

It snowed heavily today, and we had agreed to build a snowman together, but Xiaomi seemed a little uncomfortable today, so she only made two snowballs and went home.

Forget it, I built two more snowmen, using the snowballs made from millet as the heart of the snowman, so we built them together.

…”

Make a snowman.

This is something the two of them do every year.

But this year, he is not by his side.

The first heavy snowfall this year.

An Xiaomi looked at the snowflakes flying outside the window. She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Xu Zhimu.

"It's snowing, did you forget something?"

The reply I got was not what I wanted.

At this moment, he was following the girl to build a snowman.

An Xiaomi was silent for a long time, looking at every word in the diary.

It's a pity that he didn't make a snowman before, so I'll give it back to him now.

So the girl went downstairs, and under the light, stepping on the squeaking snowflakes on the ground, she slowly came to an open space downstairs.

It is also the place where the two of them build a snowman together every year.

It was very cold and the snow was freezing. Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, bending the bare willow branches.

The cold wind penetrated her nose and poured into her lungs. She kept coughing a few times and looked at the snowman that was slowly being built.

He took out his colored pen and wrote two people's words.

Wood, rice.

Finally, she took off her scarf and put it around the two snowmen, just like the scene that day when the two people wore a scarf and walked together arm in arm.

An Xiaomi watched quietly as the cool breeze blew along her smooth jade neck, causing her to cough twice more.

She returned home and put the diary on her desk. There was also a diary on her desk.

She opened one of the pages and put it next to Xu Zhimu's.

A smile appeared on the girl's cheek. The cold wind made her head feel dizzy. When she woke up... she was already lying in the hospital.

…

An Xiaomi didn't say these things, but they belonged to the tacit understanding between childhood sweethearts. Even if they didn't say anything, they could still guess a lot.

"Stupid or not."

Xu Zhimu reached out and pinched the girl's cheek.

An Xiaomi raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes reddened by his gentle tone.

She looked at the still snowy scenery outside the ward, and then looked at Xu Zhimu: "There are some things that I really don't want to lose anymore... What's more cruel than leaving without saying goodbye is watching the most important things slip away from your eyes little by little.

, but I can’t do anything about it..."

If it was just in school, An Xiaomi would still be willing to follow him silently.

But here, the place where the two people have left memories for more than ten years, the place that originally belonged only to themselves and him, has been squeezed away little by little.

She An Xiaomi, these three names, may disappear without a trace one day, maybe after a certain snowy night.

The snowflakes were flying in great splendor, but as the night passed, no one would remember which snowflake fell first, they all got mixed together, and finally melted and disappeared without a trace.

Xu Zhimu grabbed her little hands, which were cold and trembling.

"I won't leave, and you won't disappear suddenly, believe me."

The certainty in Xu Zhimu's voice was something no one could deny.

An Xiaomi's eyes shed some sparkling light. She looked at the snowy scene outside, then moved her butt to make room.

"Can you give me a hug..."

An Xiaomi's voice was soft, like a dandelion that would fly away when touched.

Xu Zhimu sat on the edge of the hospital bed, gently holding her shoulders. The girl's weak body leaned in his arms, and the two of them looked at the snowflakes outside quietly.

After a long time, An Xiaomi's small voice came out: "You and Sister Ningqing... have you made a snowman?"

"It's piled up."

"That's it..."

The girl's voice trembled again, but Xu Zhimu said again: "It's a pity that they were only half piled, and they rushed back to take care of a certain puppy."

The girl in her arms was stunned for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at Xu Zhimu, and couldn't help but smile again: "Isn't that a bit too much?"

"It's good to know."

Xu Zhimu blamed him, but his tone was always gentle. In his arms, the girl covered Xu Zhimu with the quilt.

Xu Zhimu also grabbed her two little hands.

They were all cold, especially the hand that had been pouring water, as cold as an ice cube.

Xu Zhimu didn't dare to move, so he could only gently grasp her fingers.

"Are you feeling distressed?" An Xiaomi suddenly asked him with a smile.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Why do I feel sorry for you? Your hands are so cold now that they are uglier than pig's hooves."

"Duplicity..."

An Xiaomi held her other hand and leaned against him, her body gradually warming up.

After a while, the nurse opened the door and came in.

Looking at the two people cuddling on the bed, he glanced at Xu Zhimu and said, "Inject the patient."

"Okay, please."

Xu Zhimu slowly came out of the bed, helped An Xiaomi tuck the quilt back into place, and then gently helped her take out the little hand that was undergoing infusion.

The nurse walked over and helped An Xiaomi take out the needle.

"Hello, does she still need fluids now?"

Xu Zhimu asked.

The nurse said: "It's not necessary for now. If the condition doesn't get worse tomorrow, I can leave the hospital after two days of rest."

"Thank you doctor."

Xu Zhimu nodded in thanks, then walked to the bedside, grabbed the girl's small hands that were as cold as ice cubes due to long-term water infusion, put them in his heart, and put them back on the quilt to keep them warm.

This scene is like a sweet love drama in a Korean drama. The gentle and handsome male protagonist takes care of the seriously ill heroine. The nurse was fascinated for a moment and finally left.

An Xiaomi took in everything and looked at Xu Zhimu who was beside the bed and suddenly hummed twice: "That nurse lady was looking at you just now."

"You're jealous right after you have some energy, aren't you?"

Xu Zhimu reached out and pinched her pretty face with one hand.

An Xiaomi squinted her eyes and looked at her: "That's right."

Xu Zhimu smiled: "That's good, how about I show off my appearance later so that the nurse can take care of you more?"

"How dare you! Ahem..."

An Xiaomi gritted her white teeth like a puppy guarding its food, but opened her mouth and coughed again.

"Then be honest."

Xu Zhimu was not angry and helped her to lie down and rest for a while.

But An Xiaomi suddenly grabbed his hand, and her pretty face turned slightly red.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

"I, I want..."

The more An Xiaomi talked, the redder her face turned. Xu Zhimu quickly looked at her little hands, and there were no wounds or anything like that.

He reached out and touched her forehead again. The temperature was not too high.

"What are you thinking about? Just tell me and I'll get it for you."

Xu Zhimu asked her softly, please follow her request today for this little patient.

"I, I want to... go to the toilet..."

An Xiaomi hesitated and finally spoke.

"..."

Xu Zhimu felt a little helpless for a while: "I'll call the nurse for you."

"No, no, I want to go now..."

Meeting the girl's gaze, Xu Zhimu also opened his eyes wide.

You don't mean to...