After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Inside the carriage, Si Jiu was exhausted and had to lean against the wall to rest for a while.

Therefore, he heard the conversation between Wen Baizhi and Ping An just now.

He also knew that she would come to the carriage to find him soon.

His first reaction was to touch himself down there to see if there was any moisture, and then he sniffed hard, fearing that there might be some strange smell.

To prevent any accidents, he raised his hand with all his strength to open the curtain of the carriage window.

After Wen Baizhi got into the car, she saw Si Jiu leaning there. The night wind blew in through the window, ruffling his hair onto his face.

She walked to Si Jiu's side with ease and familiarity.

Sat down again.

Si Jiu closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at her.

Because he never knew whether Wen Baizhi smelled any strange smell yesterday.

He was extremely uneasy, and his eyeballs kept moving under his eyelids.

Wen Baizhi naturally saw this scene.

She didn't dare to disturb him, but just asked quietly: "Are you okay?"

Si Jiu's eyelashes trembled slightly: "I'm just a little tired, I'll get off after taking a rest."

Seeing that he still didn't open his eyes, Wen Baizhi was not in a hurry.

"Are you hot? Why do you want to open the curtain?"

Si Jiu's tone was slightly nervous: "I just felt a little stuffy in the carriage, so I opened the curtain."

Wen Baizhi saw that his expression was not much better than when he left yesterday.

She stood up and wanted to lower the curtain.

Si Jiu noticed her movements and his first reaction was to stop her.

He opened his eyes and reached out to grab Wen Baizhi's hand as she was about to open the curtain.

Wen Baizhi felt his hand was cold, and it was like a little snake wrapped around her wrist.

After Si Jiu touched her wrist, he felt out of control and let go and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I just, just---"

He couldn't explain why, but his face quickly turned from white to red, and his breathing became much faster, as if he was suffocating.

Wen Baizhi was worried that he might not be able to catch his breath, so she quickly lowered the curtain.

"If it's summer, your hands must feel very comfortable."

She spoke frankly, but Si Jiu was choked by these words and started coughing violently.

Wen Baizhi sighed softly, put one arm around his shoulders, and ran the other hand up and down his chest.

"Don't be in a hurry, take your time. Try to breathe slowly, slowly."

She soothed softly.

Si Jiu slowly regained his lost breath and calmed down.

Not once.

He always showed his worst side in front of her.

So what even if I am in my current position?

He wasn't even a normal man anymore.

The feeling of self-loathing crept into his mind again.

My heart hurts as if it's being tightly grasped.

He began to show the same soul-leaving syndrome he had yesterday.

After Wen Baizhi discovered that he was acting strangely, she did not say anything, for fear that her excessive concern would make him uncomfortable.

She pinched the back of his hand and found an excuse: "Didn't we agree to have dinner together last night? When I went to look for you, you didn't even see me."

When Si Jiu heard her talking, he rolled his eyes and said, "I'm sorry. I was still feeling a little uncomfortable yesterday, so I went to bed straight away. I didn't fulfill my promise to you. I'm really sorry."

Wen Baizhi asked, "Did you eat last night?"

Si Jiu was stunned. He didn't expect her to ask this question.

Feeling her eyes on him, he said honestly, "No."

Wen Baizhi showed an expression as if she had known this long ago, and asked again: "What about today? I heard that you went to court early in the morning, so you went out so early, have you eaten yet?"

Si Jiu coughed twice and said, "It's not too late yet."

Wen Baizhi suddenly realized: "So it's because you haven't eaten that you don't have the strength to get off the carriage now."

Si Jiu blushed a little after being told this: "I just wanted to take a rest before going down, but I didn't expect you to come up."

Seeing that there were some strands of hair on his face that were blown by the wind, Wen Baizhi unconsciously reached out to push the hair behind his ears.

With the help of the light, she noticed that Si Jiu's ears were red.

She licked her lips calmly: "Have you rested enough now? Do you want to get off now or should I wait with you for a while?"

She looked up and down at Si Jiu's face again. She hadn't noticed it before, but now it seemed as if he had grown up. Although he was thin and pale, he unexpectedly touched her sweet spot.

In fact, Si Jiu’s head has been aching since he fainted after soaking in cold water yesterday.

Plus, I hadn’t eaten, so I wouldn’t be able to recover much strength.

But he couldn't bear to see Wen Baizhi staying with him in this small carriage so late at night.

"Get out of the car."

Wen Baizhi stood up quickly. Si Jiu noticed that she had left his side and felt desolate.

Just as he was about to stand up by himself, he found her reaching out her hand to him.

He was slightly stunned.

Wen Baizhi reminded, "Why are you still standing there? Get up quickly, I'll take you downstairs. I see you look pale, I'll support you later and won't let you lose face in front of the servants."

Si Jiu's eyes felt a little hot. He stretched out his hand, but it was held by Wen Baizhi just in mid-air.

Wen Baizhi leaned forward slightly, held his hand with one hand, lifted his elbow with the other hand, and used some strength to pull him up.

Si Jiu stood up straight and whispered, "Thank you."

Wen Baizhi did not let go of his hand, but instead pulled him and said, "Go out, they must be getting anxious waiting."

Si Jiu nodded.

The two men got out of the carriage.

Ping An, who had been waiting outside, finally felt relieved when he saw Si Jiu coming out.

The two of them were pressed against each other. Si Jiu had originally planned to walk this journey by himself, but when she treated him so carefully, he developed an infinite dependence on her in his heart.

He carefully and slowly shifted the center of gravity of his body towards Wen Baizhi.

Seeing that she was not displeased at all, he was worried that he would crush her, so he slowly stood up.

This went on several times, and their clothes kept making friction sounds.

After sending Si Jiu all the way to his room and watching him sit down at the table, Wen Baizhi called Ping An.

"Go to the kitchen and find some simple food."

Ping An first looked at Si Jiu's reaction, and seeing that he did not refuse, he excitedly ran to the kitchen to prepare.

Wen Baizhi naturally saw Ping An's expression. She said with a smile, "Did you see the look in Ping An's eyes just now? He was afraid that you would not agree."

Si Jiu was still recalling his previous contact with her, so he was a little slow to respond: "What do you mean by not agreeing?"

Wen Baizhi poured him a glass of water: "You don't agree to eat." She pushed the water in front of Si Jiu, "From this, it seems that you really didn't care about eating before."

Si Jiu picked up the cup, calmly placed his lips to the edge of the cup that Wen Baizhi had just touched, took a sip of hot water, and said, "You know, I have a bad stomach, and it's normal for me to not think about eating all day when I'm busy."

His tone was flat, as if he was talking about someone else.

When Wen Baizhi saw him drinking water obediently, she felt charming again.

She has always been a person who speaks her mind, and it is still the same now.

"You are so incapable of taking care of yourself. If it really doesn't work, I will take care of you from now on."