river bank, river bank

The little milk dog kept barking outside the door.

When Jiang An was at home, he always took care of his diet and daily life, and let him run up and down the house on his short legs.

Putting it now, it is a bit inappropriate.

Bai San shrunk his neck, sniffed, and slightly curled up with Mr. Jiang's ankles tightly bound for a second, and his legs were sent back under the blanket.

Life is not easy.

Probably disturbed by the barking of the little milk dog, Jiang An pinched the bridge of his nose, put this matter aside for now, let's talk about recovering from his illness first.

"I'm going downstairs to get the medicated porridge."

Bai San nodded obediently, looking more obedient and more obedient, the same as when he was asked to wear more clothes in the morning and came back to drink ginger soup.

Jiang An's expression was slightly cold, pretending to be angry, and when he turned to leave, a small resistance suddenly came from behind him.

As soon as he lowered his head, Bai San's hand moved out from the hot blanket with difficulty, two fingertips were grabbing the corner of his clothes.

"I'll be up in less than two minutes."

Bai San stared blankly at him with wide-open eyes, and was suddenly noticed that his ears were red, and he withdrew his hand in the blink of an eye, with an expression of "I see, I will be obedient", and nodded obediently.

Jiang An sighed, went to the bedside and touched his warm forehead to test the temperature, left and took a step, the resistance behind him remained undiminished.

He turned his head, and at some point, Bai San's hidden hand grabbed the corner of his clothes again, and changed from two fingers to three.

But at this time, the owner of the finger looked at him foolishly and smiled, looking out of the situation, as if he didn't know what he had done.

Jiang An raised his eyebrows and said concisely, "Hand."

Bai San was stunned for a moment, his face flushed, and he suddenly shrank again, cowardly looking at him from the gap in the quilt, like a mimosa that shrinks when touched, but it is obviously because he is curious and wants to poke him everywhere. stamp.

"Shall I bring the little milk dog in to accompany you?" Jiang An asked thoughtfully.

The little milk dog can eat and sleep, but not too long. Its short legs can't jump on the bed. Biting the curtains.

Bai San shook his head without hesitation, expressing that he could do it by himself.

"That's good," Jiang An nodded, "I'll go to the kitchen and get the medicinal porridge."

This time he looked behind him, as expected, the moment he turned around, Bai San secretly poked and grabbed the corner of his clothes again.

Jiang An turned around, angry and funny, raised his hand to pinch his cheek, "Why did you become so childish when you got sick, huh?

White whirr. "

The childish Bai Huhu didn't answer, his little head moved towards him a little bit, then moved a little closer, suddenly raised his arm, grabbed Jiang An's right hand that was hanging down casually, and tightly held his ring finger and little finger with his little hand, but his strength was overwhelming. Very light, as if it fell off in a flash.

Really caught.

Then Bai San raised his head and smiled foolishly, like a balloon brought back from a playground, his eyes were covered with water, majestic and brilliant.

Jiang An suddenly remembered that when he went to look for Bai San at home because he didn't go to the hospital on time, he also had a fever, which was milder than this time.

When the two of them got home, Bai San was drenched in sweat and wanted to take a bath.

He didn't dare to stay in the room alone, until Jiang An cooked porridge, and by going back to the room to read, Bai San breathed a sigh of relief, happily carrying his clothes and going to the bathroom.

need companion.

Jiang An raised his eyes, and Bai San was holding his two fingers and gently shaking Ah Yao. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he stuck his head to it, and took his hand and put it on his hair to touch it. .

This time, he laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes.

Bai San felt that the world was spinning, or maybe he was dizzy, and his eyes were full of Jiang An.

Jiang An left, he grabbed him by the corner of his clothes and refused to let him go, Jiang An still wanted to leave, he held him again, Jiang An turned around, did not leave, his palms were a little cold, but the temperature was just right, and it felt comfortable against his face.

Just as Bai San was thinking like this, the world suddenly turned. He shrank his neck and stared at the river bank in a daze.

"Don't move."

Jiang An simply wrapped Baisan tightly with a quilt, picked him up, and took him downstairs together.

"Not caught this time?"

Bai San didn't say a word, and lay in Jiang An's arms through the quilt, curled up his hands and feet, obediently, but his little head was restless, rubbing against Jiang An's collar every now and then.

The stairs are a bit steep, Jiang An walks slowly with each step while holding Bai San.Behind him was a little milk dog who kept barking and didn't dare to go down the stairs.

Jiang An put Baisan on the sofa, tilted his neck and saw that he was serving medicinal porridge on the cooking table, Baisan let go of his hand, drooping his head lazily, with no energy, his eyes half-closed, still There is drowsiness.

He drank half a bowl of porridge, took medicine, and was carried back to the guest room by Jiang An wrapped in a quilt. Not long after, he fell into a deep sleep again.

Although he knew that even if he took the medicine, his body temperature would not drop so quickly, Jiang An still couldn't resist taking another measurement for him.Then, looking at the numbers on the thermometer that didn't fluctuate, I felt baffled.

After falling asleep, Bai San was very honest, nestled in the quilt obediently, breathing softly.

This is not like other children, who like to move around at night, stretch out an arm or a leg without knowing when, or kick the quilt randomly, which makes people feel uneasy.

He is probably the kind of person who looks like before going to sleep, and what he looks like when he wakes up.

Jiang An watched, then suddenly raised his hand and gently scratched Bai San's nose, an action without thinking, which was very interesting after doing it.

This night, the small desk lamp in the room was always on.

He brought a pot of coffee, opened a notebook that he seldom used, and then sat on the single sofa in the corner of the guest room, dealing with the work of the next few days in advance.

Every hour, he stopped to take Bai San's temperature.

Occasionally, Jiang An would suddenly froze in the midst of busy work, as long as he thought of Bai San, he would feel uneasy,

Get up and touch Baisan's forehead, pinch Baisan's small ears, touch his forehead, touch Baisan's soft cheeks, touch his forehead, and rub Baisan's furry hair.

It wasn't until the middle of the night, when Jiang An drank his fifth cup of coffee tiredly, that he realized how wrong his previous thoughts were.

At that time, he was looking at the time and was raising his eyes from the screen when Bai San, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, suddenly disappeared.

There was only a big bulge in the middle of the quilt, and Bai San shrank into the quilt if he didn't pay attention, and nestled into a ball.

Jiang An reluctantly lifted the quilt and pulled out Baisan, who shrank like a boiled shrimp.

Jiang An straightened him up a little bit, put his palms under his head, put them gently on the pillow, and tucked the quilt up again.Lifting Bai San's chin with his fingers, he subconsciously raised it up in his sleep, so that Jiang An could tuck the quilt under it, then he didn't know what he dreamed of, and unconsciously rubbed the back of his hand.

Jiang An suddenly wanted to laugh. He sat on the single sofa, propped his chin with one hand, looked sideways at Bai San, put his hand to his lips, and laughed silently.

Facts have proved that Bai San's honesty after falling asleep is an illusion, and he will only slip into the quilt quietly while Jiang An is not paying attention, and it is also an illusion to hide himself once.

At 51:[-] in the morning, for the seventh time, Jiang An pulled out Bai San, whose head was covered under the quilt. For the fourth time, he put his head on the pillow and slept soundly at the head of the bed. Bai San at the head of the bed came forward.

He pinched the bridge of his nose hard, why is this kid so dishonest.

When he woke up the next morning, Bai San didn't quite remember what happened to Qing last night. He closed his eyes and vaguely recalled yesterday's playing in the snow, catching a cold, Jiang An going downstairs to get him food and medicine, and what happened next , Suddenly fragmented like drunk.

But with the last experience, he is no longer interested in recalling the past and what happened before.

His head and nose were still a little blocked, but he regained some strength and was able to walk downstairs and back and forth, and his head was no longer groggy.

The clock hanging on the wall was sliding slowly. At ten o'clock in the morning, the weather outside the window was fine, and the barking of the little milk dog could be faintly heard outside the door.

Bai San sat up slowly from the bed, pulled the little cotton mop, and opened the door.The little milk dog is running back and forth in the corridor, chasing a wind-up mechanical mouse and having fun.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, it looked up, kicked its paws in the next second, swung its head and swooped over, bumped into Bai San's leg, its paws continued to climb his trouser legs, and kept barking.

Bai San squatted down, touched its head and stood up.

The bedroom was empty, and there was no one in the gym. He walked to the stairs and looked around.

The house was empty, not a single person was there.He leaned over the railing and sighed.

As expected, at ten o'clock in the morning, Jiang An should have gone to work.

Wrapped in a blanket, with his head drooping, he walked slowly downstairs.

There was a slight sound of the door lock turning.

Bai San turned around in doubt, but when he looked up, he saw Jiang An coming in with a lunch box, walking towards him.

The sunlight from behind passed over the eaves, hitting obliquely, and the bright light would brighten the air.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-0119:54:22~2020-07-0306:15:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: KY climbed 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!