Nana Ming is also under special attack today

Qihai and I looked at each other, coaxing me like a disobedient child: "Be good, don't move, Ms. Sakura and the others should be back soon."

I shook my head, and continued to act coquettishly: "I won't wait for them to get well."

"You seem to shed tears easily when you're delirious." Qihai sighed ambiguously,? Grabbed my hand and moved it to the side of my face,? I felt the tears wet the gap between our two hands,? "Be patient for a while."

Then pressed the edge of my quilt: "Also,? Don't kick the quilt."

Qihai is too much.

I held his hand and it became hot. I wanted to let go but he held it firmly. I had to stretch my fingers desperately to touch the part of his skin that hadn't been warmed yet.

As a result, he not only refused to touch me, but also inserted his fingers into my fingers and fastened them tightly, preventing me from pulling the towel and the quilt.

It was like a sudden volcanic eruption while climbing a mountain. I was sucked into the lava and burned all over my body, but Qihai, my companion, stood in a safe place and watched me quietly, throwing away all the ropes that could save me. Throw stones at me.

I turned over to face him sideways, and clasped his hand tightly with both hands in frustration, wanting him to feel my discomfort from being so hot that I was dazed.

Nanami picked up the towel and threw it into the water, wrung it dry with one hand when she picked it up, sighed in my resisting gaze, and stopped putting the towel on my head,? A little wiped my cheek for me.

There was no weight on my head, so I shook my head trying to shake off the water on the broken hair on my forehead, but as soon as my head left the pillow, it hurt uncomfortably, my eyes blurred and I fell back, dragging Nanami's hand to my temple Press up.

"Don't move around,? I'll rub it for you...Takishima, I can't do anything if you hold my hand like this."

Qihai's tone was too distressed, I subconsciously let go of his words, and looked up at him, but the next second there was a knock on the door, and his head, which was about to massage me, stopped in the air, and got up to look for him again. Probe of Kashima.

"Seven seas!"

I hastily reached out and grabbed his hand again.

"Just to get the thermometer."

I grabbed his hand and dragged him back to my side, rubbing his hand against the pillow as a pillow: "Qihai Qihai."

"Half a minute." He said to me patiently.

"Don't go."

My voice is like a ball of sticky plasticine, even I myself find it interesting to play, so I let my emotions pinch it softly: "You don't want to leave me here by yourself. "

It's so annoying, a person is left in a sea of ​​flames with a fever, and is told to stay obediently, and then watch other people's backs go away.

So don't do it.

As if some switch was pressed, all movement of Nanami disappeared.

He followed my strength and sat back on the side of the bed, moving his fingers to touch the palm of his hand, itching me so much that I laughed out loud.

Hearing my laugh, he coughed and said apologetically to Kashima, "Excuse me, please bring the things here."

"Small problem!" Kashima ran to me, put the plastic bag and the thermometer in his mouth on the bedside, and winked at me, "Have a good rest here with Mr. Nanami."

I glanced blankly at Kashima and the thermometer.

Then he bared his teeth at her.

Just now Qihai left to go to her place.I remember it.

"Pfft, Sister Ayue is so cute." Kashima poked my face, slipped away under my angry gaze, closed the door, and drilled his head again to add, "We're going to the summer festival this afternoon, It will take a long time to prepare, can I trouble Mr. Qihai to stay here today?"

Chiyo's head popped out above her head, her eyes were bright: "Can I trouble you?"

Chiyo poked out Yuzuki's head and her thumb, and said in a delicate tone, "The blond hair plays volleyball and is super inferior, don't take this opportunity to do bad things."

Then she was pushed down by Chiyo and Kashima covering her mouth. Amidst the groaning sounds of struggling, Chiyo closed the door with a smile and said, "Please forget what Jieyue said! Anyway, Miss Ayue is entrusting you!"

"……Do not worry."

After Qihai agreed, she turned her head, looked at me who was still smiling for two seconds, and poked my face.

"This state is thrown to another male alone, so don't laugh so foolishly."

He's talking incomprehensible again.

I still insisted on holding his hand, and my intuition told me that he was not angry because of this rude behavior, so I had to push down and pull his arm, trying to tuck his hand into the bed.

He said with a smile: "Although different people have different degrees of fever, Takishima seems to be the most unique one I have ever seen."

When I managed to drag his hand to the edge of the quilt, his strength increased and I saw it, I snorted loudly at him, and saw him pick up the thermometer, with the silver end facing me: "Open your mouth, Measure the temperature."

I closed my mouth tightly, buried my head in the pillow, and when I twisted, I took the opportunity to kick the quilt open a small crack, and the air with a slightly lower temperature poured in, and I became proud.

"You are no longer a child in kindergarten, so be sober." Qihai broke free from my hand, covered me with the quilt again, and said with emphasis, "Okay, it will be measured soon."

"Turn your head around." He ordered me like the toughest teacher in kindergarten criticizing a child, "Stop making trouble."

I hummed into the pillow and he said again, "Come on."

After recovering from the illness, I will ignore him for a week, how can I treat me like this because of my weakness.

But I didn't dare to disobey the teacher, for fear of being punished by him or canceling the small biscuits for afternoon tea, so I turned my head back, looked at him with pursed lips, and opened my mouth a little aggrieved: "Ah——"

Qihai's expression flickered, and she said, "What is 'ah'... Forget it, that's it."

The thermometer pressed against my lips and touched my teeth. It was so cold that I subconsciously opened my teeth and let it go. Qihai squeezed the thermometer and slowly inserted it into my mouth. It stopped on the top of my tongue. Seeing that I hadn't moved, she sighed and said: " Take a bite."

I obediently bite.

Probably in order to avoid poking me, Nanami pinched her fingers very forward, touched my lips lightly and retracted.

He focused on my expression, I held the thermometer in my mouth, stared at him in a daze uncomfortably, and called him vaguely: "Qiwuhai."

He froze for a moment, and suddenly looked away awkwardly.

"Hmm?" What's wrong?

I asked strangely.

Because a person looking at the upper bunk board is a bit lonely, I stretched out my hand to grab his tie and pull his gaze back.

"Be a little quieter." Qihai grabbed my left hand and pressed it back like a whack-a-mole, and then pressed my extended right hand back. After a few times, she simply pressed my wrist and pressed it on the pillow, "Don't Got the thermometer stuck in the throat."

I tilted my head to the left, and then to the right, rubbing his wrist in a very interesting way, turned my head and smiled happily: "Qi cough cough cough."

It took a few seconds for me to say what I said, and it came true immediately.

Qihai quickly fished out the thermometer, and I sat up abruptly and covered my throat and coughed. He raised his hand and saw that it was about to fall on my head, but he held it back abruptly, lifted the quilt to surround me, and said coldly: "In Don't move here."

I nodded.

"38.3, it's a bit serious, don't bother me any more." When he bowed his head, I stretched my neck and wanted to half-kneel up to see him, but he glanced at him with a frown, sat back downcast, and wrapped myself up.

"I'll help you get some water, don't move around, be careful not to hit your head."

I nod again.

Qihai stood up and looked around, her eyes finally fixed on the boiling kettle, seeing him walking by, I quickly raised my feet off the edge of the bed, and was about to step on the ground to find slippers, when I looked up, I saw him stop halfway, threatening me: "Sit down!" Good to go back."

All right.I retracted my foot and the duck sat on the bed.

... Then when he turned on the kettle and the room was covered by the sound of gurgling, he quickly aimed at the position of the slippers, half-draped and half-dragging the quilt, walked behind him, and pinched the dark blue shirt fabric on his back.

If you want to rub it again, it may be very cool.But Nanami's expression would be scary, so I tried my best to hold back.

Qihai's shoulders tightened and relaxed, she turned around and looked at me who was staggering when I stood up with a complicated expression, and frowned: "Walking like this will cause you to fall."

I nodded, separated my index finger and middle finger, tiptoed to poke his eyebrows on both sides, tilted my head and smiled: "I won't fall."

The fever made my breathing rate a little high, I took a small breath and comforted him: "So don't worry."

"I wouldn't be so worried if you lay back peacefully."

Although Qihai said so, he seemed to be smiling or not. I watched him for a long time, and it was the first time I understood his strange and flustered expression.

I stubbornly stood side by side with him in front of the kettle, squeezed the quilt between the two of us, and stared at the sound of boiling water together.

"It's just a fever." I pressed my cheek against the quilt, "I won't leave, I won't go anywhere."

"……it is good."

Nanami finally stopped chasing me.

The hand that fell on my head touched me softly. Although it is a bit strange to describe a room with boiling water as quiet, it is indeed very quiet now.

be quiet,

Like pale flower buds blooming on a moonlit night, the soft and plump petals are stacked on top of each other, silently forming a shining epiphyllum.

However, this quiet epiphyllum seems to always feel that it is meaningless, or that it does not need anyone to appreciate it, so it is not at all willing to compete with other flowers.

He is just mixed under the title of "flower", leisurely and silently fulfilling the responsibility of the flowering that nature and life entrusted to him in summer, enjoying a night that is completely his own, and the moonlight that is completely his own in a night And Qingfeng, who occasionally hears praise from people, whether human or non-human, is also satisfied.

After one night, the quiet epiphyllum will close, fall, and leave on its own, leaving green leaves waiting for the next new life.

If any other creatures noticed him, he smiled at them and said, "The rest of the season is up to you", so that these little guys who came after him can continue to love this summer.

This flower has lived its life quietly like this, coming so quickly and leaving so suddenly, if you forget to observe it, it is easy to miss a good time to watch it in a dream at night.

Qihai, who is as quiet as this flower, caresses the top of my hair, and those strands of emotions merge into the sound of cicadas and water bubbles bursting, making my heart sink into precipitated minerals and fallen leaves made of flower mud , sinking, falling into the soil to spit out buds quietly, blooming one flower after another.

Surrounded by the sea of ​​flowers, I pursed my lips and smiled silently.

—Speaking of which, my luck has always been good.

I squeezed Qihai's shirt, took small steps behind him to find the water glass, and followed his footsteps to sit back on the bed, watching him pour water back and forth from the two water glasses on the left and the right, the heat engulfed his face, reflecting the clear water. shallow light.

——Luckily, I caught Epiphyllum today.

Not only that, but I also want him to like me a little more as a butterfly stuck to his petals. For this reason, I try my best to bring home sweet food every day, let him wait for me, until one day I am tired on the windowsill Only when he closes his eyes and can no longer appreciate him can he close the petals and sleep with me under the boundless blue sky.

"Qihai, come and water me." I looked at him with a silly smile on my face, "I can also water you."

"?" He glanced at me inexplicably, whether he was serious or joking, "Do you want to lie down and rest, is the fever a little too serious?"

"No."

"Really?" He raised his eyebrows, and actually followed my words, "Then what will happen after watering?"

After watering, you are the flower I raised.I thought happily.

I'm good at growing plants. If you want, I can make the little pot you live in very memorable, and make the night you like as long as I breathe, so that you will bloom and never forget. Willing to close.

Would you like to stay with me.

Oh, stay with me, epiphyllum.

...It's fine if I stay by your side.

"After watering, you can have a pot of flowers!" In order not to hear the words of rejection, I rarely fooled Qi Hai once.

He didn't pursue it any further, and after shaking the water to cool down, he took the water glass and laughed at me: "Like an idiot."