overbearing

He was not happy, but it happened that God was against him, the sky gradually changed in the afternoon, and then it began to rain heavily, and in the evening, the rain became heavier and heavier, accompanied by faint thunder, which was very serious In one go, he went up all night.

Bai Tingyu didn't know if it was blocked by the rain, and she didn't come back for dinner.

Zhou Jirong originally thought that when the rain fell, there would be few people left on the street, not to mention that there would not be many girls wandering outside after eating too much.But Bai Tingyu didn't come back until dinner time, so he couldn't help himself to think about it, thinking that Xiaobai probably hid under the eaves of someone's house, just happened to meet a young woman in this family, or There is a group of young girls, so Xiaobai can't think of leaving anymore!Don't even come back to eat!What a bastard!

He was so bored, he even thought about how to ask, answer, laugh and turn around among the few people, and his imagination was vivid, as if it were real.

He fancied himself for a while, and forced himself to be very angry. After dinner, he didn't have the mood to chat with others, so he went to Bai Tingyu's guest room, bitterly preparing to ask Xiaobai to ask him when he came back.

But Xiaobai came back at night, and saw him sitting in his room with a sullen face, as if the old man was upset and you came over to admit his mistake.

But it is still very heartwarming to have such a person sitting under the lamp waiting for you on a rainy night that turns warm and cold, regardless of his original purpose.

Bai Tingyu couldn't help but smiled slightly. He stood quietly at the door for a while, and somehow guessed most of Zhou Jirong's reason for coming - he guessed that the old man was angry at his late return, but he didn't think of it. This person has already imagined several versions of "Meeting in the Rain".

Bai Tingyu explained softly: "Young Master, I met Steward Qian today, and he kept me out for dinner. He will send you greetings on behalf of Master Cheng."

Zhou Jirong felt that Boss Qian was an old man, and it would be impossible to invite a girl to accompany Xiaobai for a meal, but he was still worried. After saying "oh", he walked over to Bai Tingyu's side pretending to be casual , secretly sniffed hard, except for a faint smell of alcohol, I really didn't smell any powdery smell, so I felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, and then I remembered to ask something else: "He just said hello with his mouth. Did you bring me anything else?"

Even though Bai Tingyu was familiar with his nature, but hearing that he still pretended to ask casually, he couldn't help but still wanted to laugh. He held the door frame to take a breath, and said softly: "Cheng Dazhuangzi asked someone to prepare some new clothes for you. Yi...Although I knew you were in Yantong, I didn't expect to meet you. Manager Qian won't be with you at any time, and he will send it to you another day..."

Compared with Cheng Qian's level of generosity, although Zhou Jirong asked casually, he would not fail to think about it.It's just that he didn't expect it to be clothes. In fact, there are quite a few people who give him gifts, but the only ones who think about making seasonal clothes for him on time and in season are only a few attentive guards around him, his brother and Liu There were only a few people including the imperial concubine, and he usually didn't pay much attention to dressing, so he didn't care much about these things. When he came to Yantong this time, he just brought a few sets of replacement clothes casually, and just came like this without paying attention to the old and new.At this time, he was being taken care of so carefully by someone he didn't know very well, but it was a bit difficult for him to adapt.

Zhou Jirong was not good at being grateful, so he said dryly for a while, "Hey, my cousin is really nice to me!"

Bai Tingyu was slightly surprised: "Your cousin?"

Zhou Jirong said: "...My cousin, um, it's Cheng Qian. He and my elder brother Yan Su had hooked up before. What is it that is not my cousin? He and Yan Su asked me to help me go to my uncle's place." Intercede, or do you think he has nothing to do to give Lao Tzu such a generous gift? Is it because he has too much money to burn it? But the new clothes are thanks to his heart..."

Bai Tingyu let out a soft 'oh'.

Zhou Jirong said it smoothly, and suddenly remembered that Xiaobai's thoughts were similar to Cheng Da Zhuangzi's, and he probably wanted to be his wife very much, but Cheng Dazhuang's master was in love with each other. Xiaobai couldn't get what he wanted here, so it's really inappropriate to mention this to him at this time.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jirong hurriedly stopped talking.He was worried that Xiaobai would feel sad after hearing this, so he stole a glance at Xiaobai.

I was surprised to see this.There was only one oil lamp burning in the room, and the light was not very bright.He didn't pay much attention to it. At this moment, he suddenly realized that Bai Tingyu's complexion was really abnormal. His face was so pale that there was not even a trace of blood on it. There was still cold sweat from the cold rain, a fine layer of small drops of water.

Zhou Jirong was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt a little worried, seeing Bai Tingyu forgot to say something for a moment.It was Bai Tingyu who noticed that he hadn't made a sound for a long time, and asked in surprise, "Young Master?"

Zhou Jirong came back to his senses, and hurriedly dragged him to look under the lamp. The more he looked, the more he felt that his face was not right. When he touched Xiaobai's hand, it was as cold as ice, and he couldn't help frowning and worried: "Are you sick?" Are you sick? Cold? Fever?"

He himself has never suffered from any serious illness, just the occasional cold or something, the only thing he can think of at the moment is the minor illness of wind and cold, and he also forgot that he had decided to keep a distance from Xiaobai, so he reached out and touched Xiaobai. Bai's head, and then touched his own, but unfortunately he has no experience in caring for others, so he really can't compare which one has a higher body temperature, his or his.He had no choice but to say: "Why don't you feel it yourself, Xiaobai, to see if you have a fever and are you dizzy?"

It took Bai Tingyu a while to pull his wrist and pull his hand off her forehead, forced a smile, and said softly: "I'm fine..."

Zhou Jirong couldn't see what kind of illness he was suffering from by himself, but he was not blind, as for Bai Tingyu's ghostly face, no one would believe it if he said nothing happened.Shaking off Xiaobai's hand, he wanted to go out, and said, "You don't look like you are okay! No! I'll ask brother Yan Huan if he has a military doctor under his command, or else, let Fang Zhen find a doctor." The doctor is here." He was in a hurry, but even I forgot to say it.

When Bai Tingyu heard him mention Yan Huan, she felt a little hard to love.Zhou Jirong and Yan Huan had known each other not long ago, but because of his uncle's relationship, they were already as close as old friends who had known each other for many years.Bai Tingyu knew that Yan Huan could not be blamed for this, but it was almost impossible for him to face Yan Huan calmly without feeling a little uncomfortable.

At this time, he naturally didn't want to bother Yan Huan. As for going out to find a doctor, it's obviously not a good idea. Zhou Jirong's identity is there. Even though there are not many people in Yantong who know about it, there are still a few who know it. There might be someone watching from outside the inn, so people don't know who invited the doctor out in the rain in the middle of the night, they will only guess for nothing, and there will be many troubles for no reason.

Moreover, he knew his own body well, knew that it was not a serious illness, and didn't want to disturb others by mobilizing people.

Seeing Zhou Jirong's unrelenting appearance, he had no choice but to tell him the truth, holding his wry smile and saying, "It's just a stomachache, you don't have to worry."

People who travel and fight all year round are often unable to eat and drink on time, eating and sleeping in the open are second to none, it is common for people who are hungry and full to eat, and it is not uncommon for them to have stomach problems.

But Zhou Jirong didn't remember that he had this problem in the past, and when he thought of Xiaobai's goodbye this time, his complexion was not very good-looking, and he lost a lot of weight.Although he noticed it, he deliberately kept a little distance from Xiaobai and didn't care about it, but he didn't expect that Xiaobai's weight loss was not all due to emotional entanglement, but he was actually really sick.

He both regretted his indifference and was very guilty, standing there with his lips pursed and his face sullen.

Bai Tingyu had been with him for so many years, as long as it wasn't for Zhou Jirong's shocking thoughts, he could usually see what was going on in his heart with just one or two glances.At this time, he hurriedly said: "It's not that serious, this is the first time I feel uncomfortable, really..."

Zhou Jirong glared at him fiercely, and said angrily: "Fart! Don't you think I don't have eyes, can't you see for yourself? You have been looking bad for the past few days, as if you didn't eat well..." He thought about it , I realized that I couldn’t remember how Xiaobai ate these days, and I had to add a word when I said this. I couldn’t help feeling guilty and sorry, and said angrily: "Even if I didn’t bother to ask you , you don’t feel well, you have a mouth, and it’s not made of wood or clay, won’t you say it?”

Although he spoke very bluntly, he was actually very worried, swearing at people, but with his hands, he forcefully pushed Bai Tingyu who was still standing back on the bed and sat down.He turned around the room twice anxiously, and found that he couldn't figure out how to take care of others at this time, so he had to come to Bai Tingyu, a patient, to ask for advice: "You don't see a military doctor, and you don't let me take care of you." Fang Zhen went to the doctor, what should I do? Do you have any medicine?"