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Song Xiang walked to Qian Shuxing's bed, frowned tightly, and said with a tough tone that could not be refused: "Lie on the bed!"

Qian Shuxing let go of Song Xiang's hand dejectedly and lay down on the bed obediently. His eyes were clear and innocent. He just looked up at Song Xiang. Under the oil lamp, her face was extremely serious. It was the most serious thing he had ever seen. .

"Xiangxiang, please don't be angry, okay..."

"How can I not be angry? Didn't you hear the doctor say that you have severe cold and are very dangerous these days?"

"Xiangxiang... How about I lie in bed and wait for you while I'm sick..."

Hearing this, Song Xiang leaned over and sat on the edge of the bed angrily. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Looking at Qian Shuxing's full but slightly pale lips, he kissed her like a punishment...

"Well…"

Qian Shuxing was stunned for a moment as a dragonfly touched water, and then said angrily: "Xiangxiang, I'm sick. What if I pass on my illness to you?"

Song Xiang folded his hands in front of his chest, snorted coldly, and said in an unhappy tone: "It's too late, you still know that you will get rid of the illness? Then why don't you listen to the doctor's instructions? Since you don't listen to the doctor, then I will follow you Let’s get sick together!”

"Xiangxiang, I was wrong... I will listen to you from now on..."

Qian Shuxing licked his lips, feeling bitter and sweet in his heart.

Song Xiang tucked him into a quilt and told Di Nu: "Go and give your young master another quilt, and then boil some hot water and bring it over."

"Here..."

Di Nu bowed, suppressed a smile and retreated.

Qian Shuxing stretched out his hand and hooked Song Xiang's index finger with a hint of flattery on his expression...

Song Xiang's heart has long been soft and soft: "Shu Xing, you are very ill this time, so just stay in bed and recuperate, okay? You have to get better soon. When I finish the government examination in April, I will have it." Because of your reputation as a scholar, I will invite a matchmaker to your house to make peace..."

Song Xiang said earnestly, with a soft look in his eyes: "Shu Xing, I'm not with you now, you have to take good care of yourself, and you can't just run out with your illness all the time. I will be here with you every night from now on." You, until you get better!"

"When you recover from your illness, I can study hard and marry you home quickly!"

"Xiangxiang..." Qian Shuxing's heart trembled violently, and a feeling of joy poured into his limbs, "I will listen to you..."

"This is so good..."

Song Xiang put Qian Shuxing's restless hands into the quilt and tucked the quilt back.

Di Nu brought the quilt in at the right time. Song Xiang took it and pulled it open to cover Qian Shuxing.

"With two quilts, it should be less cold!" Song Xiang looked at the person in front of him tenderly, with affection in his tone, "What else do you feel uncomfortable about? Tell me..."

Qian Shuxing was not only warm on his body, but also warm in his heart: "Xiangxiang, I'm not feeling uncomfortable, just a little sleepy..."

"Then you go to sleep, I'll watch you here..."

Qian Shuxing snorted, couldn't help his eyelids fighting, and fell asleep involuntarily...

Di Nu brought the hot water in, Song Xiang added some cold water to it, picked up a clean cotton cloth and wiped Qian Shuxing's cheeks and hands, and then applied the cotton cloth to his forehead again and again.

Qian Shuxing slept peacefully. In his daze, his body seemed to be under the east wall. He saw the scene where he asked the girl Jin An from Xiangxiang when they first met, while Xiangxiang was standing in the yard far away. With a cold and indifferent look, he stepped forward to express his feelings, but Xiangxiang scolded him for acting ridiculously and not like a serious young master...

Qian Shuxing murmured in fear: "It's not like this, it's not like this..."

As soon as the scene changed, he dreamed of Xiangxiang turning away from him again. For a moment, panic enveloped his heart. He wanted to chase her over the wall, but he couldn't catch up...

He was so anxious that his head was covered with sweat...

"Xiangxiang, don't leave..."

Song Xiang saw that Qian Shuxing had only slept for an hour, and he was sweating profusely and talking nonsense. He hurriedly approached him and called him: "Shu Xing, wake up, you have a nightmare, wake up!"

Qian Shuxing was shaken by Song Xiang's screams and opened his eyes suddenly. He gasped for breath and looked at Song Xiang in front of him, only to realize that the scene just now was all a dream.

He stretched out his hands and hugged Song Xiang's neck, and said fearfully: "Xiangxiang, I dreamed that you left me, I'm so scared..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will never leave you, never leave you!" Song Xiang coaxed softly, slowly pulling his hand down and putting it back into the bed.

Then he got up and went to the table to pour a cup of warm water, and brought it to Qian Shuxing to drink: "Drink some water before going to bed. You sweat too much..."

Qian Shuxing turned sideways and drank, then lay down again. His body felt uncomfortable with heat, but he didn't dare to move at all.

Song Xiang put the cup aside and said in a doting tone: "Sleep well, I'll stay with you!"

Qian Shuxing didn't feel sleepy at the moment. He licked his lips and stopped talking.

"what happened?"

Qian Shuxing was a little embarrassed. His hands under the quilt were loosened and clasped. He was so nervous that he didn't know what to do. Seeing Xiangxiang's doubtful expression getting more and more intense, he squinted his eyes and finally said those unspeakable words. .

"Xiangxiang, would you please come up and sleep with me..."

Song Xiang was stunned, and when he realized what it meant, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Shu Xing...I..."

Before Song Xiang could say more, Qian Shuxing asked pitifully: "Xiangxiang, do you dislike me..."

"I'm sweating. It must be uncomfortable for you to be next to me..."

"That's not the case..." Song Xiang sighed and said helplessly, "How could I dislike you? It's too late for me to feel sorry for you!"

"The quilt next to you really can't cover you anymore!" Song Xiang pulled off the lower quilt, covered Qian Shuxing with the top one, and then asked Di Nu to bring a new one to cover it.

"He said he didn't dislike me. Xiangxiang would rather change the quilt than come up to accompany me..." Qian Shuxing looked away, acting like a young man.

Song Xiang looked amused, took off his shoes and robe, and lay down...

Qian Shuxing froze, his heart beating fast. After feeling Song Xiang's whole body approaching him, he realized that his face turned red.

Song Xiang smiled helplessly and said in a joking tone: "Shu Xing, you took the initiative to ask me to come up to accompany you, why are you still shy?"

"..."

"Xiang Xiang..." Qian Shuxing turned around and tentatively approached Song Xiang. While his heart was bitter, there was also a hint of sweetness in his heart. He had not had a mother to care about him since he was a child. Whenever he saw other young masters having a mother, he would look envious. .

Now that he met Song Xiang, she was so interested in him again. It would be a lie to say he was not moved. He opened his mouth and whispered: "Thank you for taking care of me..."

Song Xiang's body stagnated, but he didn't dare to move anymore...

"Thank you, we love each other, shouldn't we take care of you? Don't think too much, just go to bed..."

"it is good…"

The heat in the quilt rose rapidly, and Song Xiang almost breathed away from the heat. It was late at night before he fell into a deep sleep.

Before midnight, Song Xiang quietly slipped out of bed. Unexpectedly, the person behind him had woken up long ago and was looking at him tenderly.

"Xiangxiang...are you leaving?"

Song Xiang put on his robe and shoes, and did not bother to comb his hair. He tucked Qian Shuxing into a quilt and said dotingly: "Good boy, I have to go to class next door. Don't leave the house today. It's spring. Warm or cold, the weather is not very warm, you should wear more clothes!"

"Take your medicine obediently. If you don't listen to me, I will never come to see you again..."

Hearing the words, Qian Shuxing nodded like a pound of garlic: "I listen, I listen, I listen to Xiangxiang!"

"Xiangxiang, go listen to your aunt's lecture. I will wait for you..."

Song Xiang smiled with satisfaction, leaned over to tuck Qian Shuxing's brocade quilt, and then said goodbye to him: "Then I'll leave first, and I'll be with you in the evening..."