Rose with Snow

Huai Xu's face was sullen, she was pressed on the bed, and she played house with Song Ying.

Song Yingshi picked up the thermometer: "Wow, it's 37 degrees 2, you're burning so badly! Isn't it hard?"

"…"

Song Yingshi watched with concern, as if waiting for an answer.

Huai Xu's face was expressionless: "It's not uncomfortable."

Maybe it was because of Song Ying's uneasy mood, she coughed twice after she finished speaking.

Song Yingshi immediately made a disapproving voice: "Look, you are coughing!"

She picked up the warm water and antipyretic medicine next to her: "If you're sick, you need to take medicine. Come, I'll feed you, ah—"

Huaixu's forehead jumped: "I've already taken the medicine, but it's not time to take the second time."

Song Yingshi put down the antipyretic medicine regretfully: "Then drink more water."

In order to avoid arguing with Song Yingshi, Huai Xu said nothing, took the water and drank it.

Huaixu put the mug on the bedside table, and showed the patience of coaxing children:

"There is one more rule of thumb for caring for the sick."

Song Yingshi asked humbly, "What is it?"

"Let the patient rest fully in a quiet environment." Huaisu raised her chin and raised it towards the bedroom door, "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."

Song Yingshi didn't quite believe it: "You won't lie to me, will you?"

Huai Xu's face did not change: "I'm really sleepy."

Song Yingshi: "Alright then."

She walked to the door and gently closed the bedroom door to Huai Xu, her relaxed and playful expression gradually receding.

Song Yingshi looked at the task, but it still showed that it was not completed. It is estimated that she would spend the whole day at Huaixu's house to provide mandatory care.

She first told Xu Conghan that she would not go back to eat, and then took the key and went out to buy food.

Huaixu didn't tell her why she was sick, but Song Yingshi could guess something.

The original book said that Huaixu was a little white flower, and in addition to personality, it was her physique.

She doesn't seem to have any problems in daily life, but she has some congenital defects, and her foundation is weak. If she is overworked, she will get sick.

Song Yingshi arranged a full class for Huai Xu, and among them, there are many courses that consume physical energy such as sports and dance.

Although she was given one day off a week, Qu Qing said that Huaixu canceled the vacation herself.

This time, she should have been overwhelmed and exhausted, so she developed a low-grade fever.

In the final analysis, she has nothing to do with Song Yingshi, even if it is not a system requirement, she has to take responsibility.

Song Yingshi had also been poor in her previous life, and it was not a problem to mess with food.

Later, she often controlled her weight during filming. For her own sake, she studied a lot of healthy and delicious fat-reducing meals.

At this time, I came to cook Huai Xu's sick meal, which was quite handy.

When it was almost done, Song Yingshi glanced at the bedroom door, which had been silent, and suddenly thought, when did Huaixu trust her so much, and she could sleep so soundly with her?

Song Yingshi tilted her head suspiciously, tiptoed to the door of the room, put her ear on it and listened for a while.

Nothing happened.

She twisted the doorknob gently. At the same time, I heard a click, like something fell to the ground.

The door was opened, Huaixu's sleeping face was delicate and fragile, and her breathing was smooth and soothing.

Song Yingshi was not confused by the appearance, and saw a black book under her pillow.

Looking at the floor next to the bedside table, there was still a black fountain pen with no cap on.

Song Yingshi almost laughed out loud if he hadn't covered his mouth in time.

The dignified flower of Kaolin lied that she wanted to sleep, but ended up hiding in the room to catch fish?

How is it so cute?

It was like a grown-up child at this time.

Song Yingshi picked up the pen, put the cap on the pen and put it on the bedside table, then calmly said in a "I didn't find anything" tone:

"Huai Xu? Wake up and eat."

After calling the patient who was pretending to be asleep, Song Yingshi walked out of the room with a calm expression, leaned against the wall and started laughing, very thoughtfully not making a sound.

In the room separated by a wall, Huai Xu lifted the quilt and sat up, her relaxed expression suddenly froze when she saw the water pen, she pursed her lips, and a trace of annoyance flashed in her eyes.

With this episode, Song Ying felt a lot lighter during the meal, and dared to chat with Huai Xu.

Although Huai Xu still said very little, Song Yingshi didn't care.

As a child, it is normal to feel awkward in the face of a social person like her.

Song Yingshi completely forgot that she was just an adult now.

After eating, Song Yingshi took Huai Xu's body temperature again, and the temperature dropped to 36 degrees 8, and the fever finally subsided.

Song Yingshi was relieved.

At the same time, the system prompts the task to be completed.

Song Yingshi stood up, ready to say goodbye, "Your fever is gone, I..."

The system dinged: "New task: Guard Huaixu takes a full half-hour nap, and refusing fake sleep starts from me."

"…"

Huaixu was still waiting for the second half of her sentence, and when she saw Song Ying, she didn't say anything, she asked:

"you?"

Song Yingshi made a 180-degree turn abruptly: "I'm still worried, let's go, I'll take a nap with you."

Huai Xu's face changed as she squinted at Song Ying.

Song Yingshi was already prepared, and she, who was not ready to go to bed, pretended to swallow her anger and said:

"I know you don't want to, so I'll be watching you right next to you. If you don't go to bed, will you?"

No need to do it.

Boss Song dragged a small chair, walked into Huaixu's bedroom, sat under the window, took out his mobile phone and prepared to play.

"Go to sleep."

After Song Yingshi finished swiping a few Weibo posts, she looked up and saw that Huai Xu was still leaning on the bedside to write something, as if she didn't want to sleep in front of Song Yingshi.

How long does it take to complete the task?

Is it okay to take a nap after two o'clock in the afternoon?

Song Yingshi felt a strong sense of crisis, and immediately took action to urge Huaixu to sleep:

"You're not sleeping, are you waiting for me to tell you a bedtime story?"

"..." Huai Xu looked over wordlessly, "You still do this?"

Song Yingshi said seriously: "If it's you, I can know anything."

For the sake of life, there is nothing she can't do.

Huaixu didn't speak, Song Yingshi thought she agreed, lowered her head and started Baidu:

"Do you like Sleeping Beauty or Snow White?"

"I'll sleep when you go out."

"That won't work."

Huai Xu got out of bed directly and gave up her position:

"There is someone next to me watching how to sleep? Come up and show me."

Song Yingshi hesitated, a little embarrassed:

"This is your bed, it's not good for me to sleep like this."

I also know that it is not very good, and it seems that it is not incurable.

Huaixu's expression softened.

The next second when I heard Song Ying say:

"Or I'll take a shower first, and then we'll take a nap together."

Song Yingshi made a new proposal.

She thought the proposal was a good one.

It not only solves the discomfort of being watched while sleeping, but also solves the sleep itself. Taking a shower and then going to bed will not bring bacteria on it.

Moreover, the bed of Huaixu is a double bed, and it can sleep well, it is perfect.

As the boss, Song Yingshi took care of the employees' thoughts and said:

"We can divide two quilts."

Song Yingshi looked too eager to complete the task, Huai Xu glanced at her, didn't look away for about two or three seconds, and said:

"You really want to get into my bed?"

This sounded very ambiguous, and Song Yingshi was stunned.

At her stunned stall, Huai Xu walked around the end of the bed.

When Song Ying thought she would stop in front of her, Huaixu brushed past her, her soft long hair brushed from her ear, and stood in front of the window.

With a thorn, the curtains were drawn.

The bright room suddenly fell into darkness, and only the hazy light of the cloudy sky flowed through the gap in the middle, which slanted on Huai Xu's face, her eyebrows and eyes were reflected dizzy.

Something is quietly floating.

Like a rose that stretches its branches and leaves in the dark night, it hooks the hem of Song Yingshi's clothes with its branches, and the thorns on the stem do not converge.

Huaixu's voice seemed to be much lower, but it was enough for Song Yingshi to hear clearly:

"Song Yingshi, you can go up."