Travels

At that moment, when she saw that pale face, the panic, remorse, anger and fear in her heart all surged up and stuck in her throat. She opened her mouth, but couldn't speak a word, even the syllable of exclamation. Not coming out, just staring blankly at the man who escaped from the water.

Except for one or two staff members who were still greeting her, the rest of the people on the shore surrounded her with a clamor. The pond was crowded, and the distance of a few meters was like a barrier.The crowd completely blocked her sight, and only then did she realize that her limp legs were sitting tremblingly on the frozen mud.

The noisy phone rang, and several people in charge held up their mobile phones to report to the program group, and walked away slowly.The incident of falling into the water seems to have been dealt with urgently, and the crowd gradually dispersed, revealing the people wrapped up like flower buds inside.The black waterproof suit was thrown aside alone, with muddy yellow water still gushing out of it, while Yu Qingge was wearing an oversized down jacket, and was hugged horizontally by the burly cameraman, his slender eyebrows frowned. He stared, his eyes closed tightly, his face turning blue from the cold.

When passing by her, Yu Qingge opened his eyes and looked at her as if there was some kind of telepathy, with worry still in his eyes.She was startled by this look, and then she woke up from the dazed state, and with all her strength, she stood up and followed, falling behind like a child who made a mistake, following every step.

After a group of people moved down from the mountain in a big way, many people were already crowded in the spacious small farmyard. The little assistant surnamed Lu stood at the head of the crowd. He kept booing and asking for warmth.

Poor Yu Qingge was in such a bad state and had to force herself to appease the little girl. She was wrapped in the photographer's brother's big padded jacket and walked slowly behind, secretly worried.

The trails in the mountains cannot be used by cars. After several discussions, out of various considerations, it was finally decided to let the person who fell into the water rest in the room and ask several doctors to bring equipment into the team to take care of it.Rhubarb and its cubs were moved to the second floor, and the bedroom that had just vacated a little space was soon filled with people coming and going, and she didn't have a chance to go in and visit until it was dark.

The room that has been forcibly tidied up looks a little strange. The small table by the window is full of hanging bottles and medicine boxes. On top, wrap the sick person tightly.

The little assistant surnamed Lu sat on the edge of the bed with a serious face. When he saw her coming, he stood up consciously and gave the stool out with gestures.

"Sister Xia, can you help me take a look? I have to go to the town to buy some porridge. The kitchen here is in poor condition, so I can't make it right."

The little girl gave her a pleading look, closed the door softly and went out.

She came to the bedside and sat for a while, at first she didn't dare to look around, she just stared at the transparent plastic tube hanging across the opposite side, and the hanging bottle on it was dripping very slowly, just like in this room. Time slowed down.Yu Qingge lay quietly on the bed, his face after removing makeup became paler, without a trace of blood, his eyes, which always had a cold aura that made people retreat three feet, were closed meekly at this moment, no longer the usual deterrent force .

Xia Wanmu lowered his eyes and looked at this face over and over again, feeling self-loathing slowly crept into his heart.She resented her own uselessness, implicating another person to take the blame, but besides that, she also blamed the lying life, obviously protecting herself should be the first priority, why should she disregard her own safety? How to make such a dangerous move?

Not to mention that she was far ahead in terms of physical fitness, but judging from her position at the time, she was also the one closest to the shore, so even if she fell, there would be no major problems.The bottom of the pond was uneven, and Yu Qingge was lucky not to fall too far this time. If he accidentally rolled to the center of the pond to save her, and his body was wrapped so heavy, what might happen in the end.

Thinking of this, the boundless back fear strangled her neck fiercely like a big hand, Xia Wanmu took a quick breath, and her eyes couldn't help getting moist.

"If something happens to you, I..." She leaned on the side of the bed, grabbing the quilt vigorously, but dared not to hold the hand hidden under the quilt, "I really don't want to talk to you anymore gone."

The broken words stuck in his throat and turned into thin whimpers.For the first time, she couldn't hold back her emotions. She was so sad that she wanted to cry loudly, but she was afraid of waking up the resting person, so she could only grit her teeth and adjust her breathing repeatedly, so hard that the corners of her eyes were red.

"sorry."

Suppressed sobs echoed in the room, but then a dry and hoarse voice sounded, and the person on the bed opened his eyes, with distress and apology that couldn't be concealed on his pale face: "Don't cry."

Xia Wanmu stared blankly at the person, and for a few seconds forgot to breathe.

A hand stuck out from under the quilt, stretched into the air, and stopped in front of her. After a long hesitation, he gently wiped away the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

The gentle touch is so close, she can feel the faint trembling on the fingertips.

"Why don't you get a good night's sleep." With a fragile heart and no extra strength to pretend, she grabbed that hand and pressed it to her cheek, and asked in a nasal voice, "What's wrong with you?"

Yu Qingge stared at her steadfastly, with love and nostalgia in his eyes that was so strong that it couldn't be melted away.

"It's not hard."

"You have a fever, can you not feel uncomfortable, just know how to perfuse me." Xia Wanmu clenched her hands tightly, staring at the lines on the quilt blankly, the resentment that was originally full of resentment felt weak after seeing this person The son disappeared without a trace.

"Well... just a little dizzy."

Even when she is sick, she still takes her feelings into consideration. This kind of tenderness is probably the only one in the world.She let out a long breath, and the moist eyes couldn't help but burst into tears again, so she hurriedly changed the subject, pretending to be disgusted and said:

"Stop talking, your voice is so ugly."

Sure enough, Yu Qingge stopped talking, but his eyes were still on her face without blinking, as if he never got tired of looking at it.The concentrated gaze made her feel uncomfortable, the whole portrait was roasted by the fire, and it was glowing ripe red from the inside to the outside.

"Don't look at it either." She stretched out a hand to cover those star-like pupils, and then felt a little more relaxed, "Close your eyes and have a good sleep."

The disobedient eyes blinked in the palm of her hand, and the slender eyelashes were too strong, making her itchy, and the numb feeling ran down her left hand all the way to her back. She shuddered and said angrily: "Are you annoying?" Annoying, if I do this again, I will go out, and your assistant will guard the bed."

The person on the bed finally calmed down and lay motionless for a long time.She still didn't remove her hand covering someone's eyes, the attachment in her heart was haunting her, and she couldn't bear the warmth of her palm no matter what.The room was so quiet that only the ticking of the second hand could be heard. The clock hanging on the opposite wall was moving dutifully. The sound of machinery seemed to isolate this independent small space from the outside world.

She enjoys this rare peace, holding another person's hand, and her complicated thoughts gradually quiet down, like a drop of water melting into a wide lake.But the tranquility didn't last long. After she had completely let go, the hoarse voice sounded again, and the content of the expression seemed a little strange in such a comfortable environment.

"Do you like Xiaoye?"

Because those eyes that can make people panic are closed obediently in the palm of his hand, Xia Wanmu stared at someone's pale face unscrupulously, and it took him a while to digest the meaning of the question.

Hasn't this page already been turned?Why are you still asking?

She didn't answer in a hurry, and calmly pondered over and over again what had happened in the past few days. A flash of light flashed in her mind, and she suddenly figured out the reasons behind the abnormal behaviors of Mian Hulu.

No wonder he has deliberately kept a distance from her since the night he got drunk.Also, I lost my temper that day at my fellow countryman's house. Could it be that I have substituted myself into the messy "love theory" that the kid said?

What did the little girl say - Fang Fang already has someone she likes, anyway, it's not you, no matter how much snacks you buy her and no matter how tall she grows, she won't like you.

So is it because of this that you get angry?It's really awkward... If you care so much, why don't you ask me earlier?It's astonishing that he can still endure it until now.

Xia Wanmu pursed her lips tightly, not knowing whether to laugh or get angry for a while.He obviously always acted like he knew her very well, yet he still kept pestering her on this kind of issue?

The hand she was holding was exerting a slight force, and I don't know if its owner was aware of it.She could feel that Yu Qingge's nerves were tense and he was expecting her answer, so she told the truth without hesitating for long.Although I was reluctant in my heart, how could I not soften my heart to the sick?

"I just think of her as a sister. What do you think?"

The eyelashes in the palm of his hand began to tremble again, and there seemed to be the sound of flowers blooming in the silent air, and the corners of the lips on the half-covered, pale face were raised, and the joy surging in his heart could be seen at a glance.

"En." Yu Qingge responded in a low voice, moved his body a little awkwardly, and rubbed the tip of his nose against her thumb, which made her heart skip a beat, and her face blushed again.

"What are you laughing at?" She complained, regretting that she answered too directly and frankly just now, as if she had lost face, so she scolded awkwardly: "He is younger, taller, and taller than you." She has a good figure, a cheerful personality and can talk, she can dance so well, she can sing well, and she has a lot of fans, maybe one day she will throw you away, what is there to be proud of."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the air in the room is gradually warming up, conveying a wave of heat, not like winter.In this inexplicable heat, Yu Qingge curled the corners of his lips, and his hoarse voice fell like a needle.

"It's not as good as your favor."