Seeing his appearance, Xu Wei was completely disgusted.

 Zhang Ma said with a smile: "There is not much porridge left, let me cook your favorite tomato and egg noodles for you."

 Jiang Ranchen nodded and sat down opposite Xu Wei.

 Xu Wei swallowed the refreshing and crispy cucumber in her mouth, and asked, "How is Jinhe?"

 "It's okay, maybe it was cold enough to have a fever, and fell asleep after taking antipyretic medicine."

 Xu Wei's heart sank a lot. It turned out that she had a fever. It was fine when she fell asleep, and it was not uncomfortable.

 Jiang Ranchen looked at Xu Wei, who bowed his head and was devoting himself to eating, as if he was trying to organize his words. After a while, he tentatively asked, "Well, have you and Jinhe known each other for many years?"

 Xu Wei nodded disapprovingly: "Well, we have known each other since we were in college. Jinhe at that time was much more sunny than now."

 "Oh?" Jiang Ranchen showed a disbelieving expression.

 "You don't believe it. At that time, she had a chubby little face, and she had a cute baby face."

 After a pause, Xu Wei's expression darkened a little, and her tone lowered a lot: "It's just that something happened later, and she seemed to be a different person."

 Jiang Ranchen listened quietly, as if he was thinking about something. It was about a minute after Xu Wei finished speaking, before he answered again: "What happened to her?"

"She..." Xu Wei realized that she had said too much to him as soon as she spoke.

 Swallowing, he changed the subject vigilantly: "No, why are you so interested in her affairs?"

 Jiang Ranchen knew that this tomboy was on guard.

 The corners of the lips are raised, the eyebrows are raised, and the signature ruffian moves on the stage: "I am more interested in your past, tell me about it!"

 Xu Wei rolled her eyes, supported her forehead with her head, lowered her head and continued to drink porridge.

 This man, that ruffian, is a bit overpowering!

 
 In the upstairs room, Cen An thought she was already fast asleep, so he moved his stiff and numb legs.

 Just as he took his hand away, he slowed down.

 Jin He, who was in a deep sleep, seemed to be having some kind of dream, his hand was empty when he moved it, and he was startled when he didn't catch anything.

 It was like a newborn baby's dream frightened, being frightened by his own little hands.

 "Don't...don't...." Just like the first time, these words are still there.

 Cen An hurriedly leaned back again, grabbed her hand, and comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here."

 On Jinhe's forehead, with the cry of panic, sweat seeped out.

 Cen An became a little annoyed, he shouldn't have pulled out his hand just now.

 As Jinhe became more and more panicked, there were repeated words of rejection.

 Cen An regretted it a little more, if she didn't use the ice pack last night, she wouldn't have a fever and feel uncomfortable and fall into a dream.

 Jinhe seemed to be unable to get out of his dream, and clasped Cen An's arm tightly, with more and more strength.

 Cen An realized that she could no longer be allowed to suffer like this.

 He tried to wake her up, called her, and patted her cheek, but it didn't work.

 Cen An became a little anxious, looking at her painful expression, his heart seemed to be pierced by a very thin needle.

 When the heart beats, it hurts.

 Compared to the first time I saw her like this, I was more curious then, but today, after seeing the scars all over her body and knowing some secrets.

 His pain was the guilt he felt towards her all these years, and the regret he felt towards himself.

 Unable to restrain himself, Cen An kissed her forehead.

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