Tolerate

As long as he can remember, Chi Muyun has never covered a quilt with anyone.

Waking up in the morning, she felt a warm breath in her ears. She opened her eyes and turned to see the little girl curled up next to her, breathing evenly, sleeping deeply, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Chi Muyun froze for a moment.She moved, half of her body was exposed for an unknown amount of time, and it was a little cold.She slowly lifted half of the quilt, and saw the little girl curled up, hugging a ball of quilt, in a restrained sleeping position.

Probably I am used to sleeping on a hard kang, and I feel uncomfortable sleeping on a bed that is too soft.However, this quilt was grabbed quite neatly.

Chi Muyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he sat up and raised his frozen hand, moved a few times, got out of bed, picked up the quilt on the ground, and covered Lu Qingming's body as well.

Seeing Lu Qingming's deep sleep, Chi Muyun didn't have the heart to wake her up.The air was extremely cold this morning, Chi Muyun folded his arms and looked out the window, it turned out that it was snowing.

Lu Qingming opened his eyes and saw a vast expanse of whiteness outside.She sat up and stared blankly at the two quilts on her body.She just remembered that last night, her body was getting colder and colder, and there was a warm place beside her, so she leaned on it, and she warmed up after a while.

Warm and fragrant.

Lu Qingming shook his head, got out of bed and put on his clothes.The room was quiet, and voices could be heard from downstairs.She awkwardly changed into a small vest, put on a single shirt and a sweater, and walked down with her schoolbag in her arms.

"Ah..."

Chi Muyun covered his mouth and nose with a tissue.

"Miss, do you have a cold? Shall I get you medicine?" Aunt Wu brought out the milk and asked with concern.

Just as Chi Muyun was about to open his mouth, he sneezed again.

"The flu is quite serious recently," Ling Suzhen saw that Chi Muyun was a little haggard, so she also said, "Did you wear too little? Or kicked the quilt at night?" Ling Suzhen said to herself, "No, you usually wear so much , and sleep honestly."

Chi Muyun took out another tissue, and said with a smile, "Someone kicked the quilt, but it wasn't me." As she spoke, she smiled and looked towards the stairs.

Lu Qingming ran down in a "dumping" manner. Seeing that other people were looking at him, he scratched his hair uncomfortably.

Ling Suzhen asked suspiciously, "You covered the child with a quilt?"

Chi Muyun smiled and nodded, "Well, Xiaolu's quilt fell in the middle of the night, and I was too lazy to get out of bed to pick it up, so I covered her with the quilt."

Chi Muyun has been reluctant to get close to others since he was a child, let alone cover him with a quilt.Ling Suzhen was a little surprised, and then said with emotion, "You used to have nightmares for a while when you were a child, and you kept crying when you had nightmares. I just thought, let's sleep with you, it's convenient to take care of you like this, who knows that the more you hold you Coax, the more you cry..."

Chi Tianxiang coughed, "It's about Chen Zhima's rotten millet, how many times have I said it..."

Chi Muqiu pulled a chair for his mother, covered his mouth and smiled.

Ling Suzhen waved her hand, "That's enough, let's not talk anymore. Eat. Qingming, sit down and eat."

On the left of Chi Muyun is Chi Muqiu, and on the right is Ling Suzhen.Lu Qingming pursed his lips and sat next to Ling Suzhen, rubbing his hands and not daring to move his chopsticks.

When she was at home, if she moved the chopsticks before her elders, she would be beaten by her stepmother.

Ling Suzhen took a crystal shrimp dumpling, and Lu Qingming peeked at Chi Muyun and Chi Muqiu again.

Chi Muyun was wearing a round neck close-fitting sweater, a delicate necklace was wrapped around his slender neck, his long hair was casually tied behind his head, his eyelids were slightly drooping lazily, his nose was red, and he slapped again while clutching a tissue. a sneeze.

Lu Qingming slowly picked up the chopsticks, thinking, did Chi Muyun catch a cold?The same is true when Xiaozhu has a cold.

"Xiaoyun, go to the hospital later." Chi Tianxiang said.

"That's right," Ling Suzhen said with concern, "You haven't reviewed it for a long time. In the future, you are not allowed to put a quilt with Qingming again, huh?"

Chi Muyun hurriedly said, "Blame me, blame me, I'm too lazy, I should have gotten out of bed to pick it up at that time."

Chi Muyun has been in poor health since he was a child. He caught colds, fever and diarrhea every three days, and he suffered from lung disease in high school.Lung disease is exhausting and needs to be taken care of slowly. Colds are a big taboo, so she usually pays attention to her work and rest and keeping warm. Her parents are also very sensitive to her health.

Ling Suzhen couldn't help but glance at Lu Qingming.

There was some reproach in this look, although it was not much, it was still felt by Lu Qingming.She is very slow, but she can tell from the adults' words that Chi Muyun has a cold because of her.

She lowered her head and stared blankly at the crystal clear wontons in the bowl.There is a thin layer of oil flowers and green onions floating on the soup, which looks appetizing.

This is the first time that Lu Qingming has faced the running god who eats food.

"Xiaolu, eat quickly."

Lu Qingming looked up and saw Chi Muyun blinking at her.

She lowered her head and began to eat in big mouthfuls.

Speaking of going to the hospital, there was a lot of work at the beginning of the year, and with the Lantern Festival holiday in a few days, some work had to be done in advance.

You don’t need to ask to know that you won’t be able to get a fake one.Having become a doctor after a long illness, Chi Muyun knew his body well, took a few cold medicines, and planned to go to the hospital for a check-up on the weekend.

In the past two days, she left early and returned late, and Lu Qingming was already asleep when she returned home.

The storybook stopped at the "Happy Prince" page and remained unmoved for several days.It seems that it is almost impossible to take care of children while working.

While waiting for or riding in the car, Chi Muyun would take advantage of this rare free time to just stare blankly for a while and let his mind go.At this time, she would think of Lu Qingming.

Can she really take care of the child?

After all, what she wants to give Lu Qingming is not just the kind of care that makes her fed and clothed.

She didn't want Lu Qingming to return home again.

However, taking care of a child, especially a special child like Lu Qingming, requires a lot of time and energy.

And money can't buy trustworthy people.

Parents are busy with company matters, and they may travel on business at any time.Chi Muqiu will have to go to class in a few days. Aunt Wu is the only one at home. Should the driver pick him up when he goes to the rehabilitation center?

Chi Muyun sighed.She was not at ease.

Friday was a warm day with most of the snow melting.It's rare for the editorial department to get off work on time, and the deputy editor said that he would invite everyone to dinner and celebrate the Lantern Festival in advance.Chi Muyun shirked it on the grounds of family affairs, and hurried to the hospital to draw blood and take photos.

The capital has not come out of the atmosphere of the Spring Festival, not many people went to the hospital, and the results came out after half an hour.

"No big problem," the doctor said after looking at the result, "Have you got a cold? I'll prescribe some anti-inflammatory medicine for you. Be careful, don't catch a cold."

Chi Muyun smiled wryly.She naturally didn't want to catch a cold.

Lu Qingming squatted at the gate of the rehabilitation center.The classmates around him were picked up one by one, but Chi Muqiu didn't show up for a long time.

Her head was getting lower and lower, and her expression changed from dull at first to lost.I took out the phone in my bag, but it didn't turn on no matter how I pressed it.It turned out that there was no electricity.

All the children who came to the rehabilitation center had problems to some extent. Lu Qingming squatted at the door, buried his head on his knees like an ostrich, and no one looked at him strangely.

After a while, she was alone at the door.It was the coldest after the snow melted. She shrank her neck, stood up and stomped her feet, looking down at her gray cotton boots.

My toes were numb from the cold.

"Little girl," the door of the security office opened, and an old man with white beard and hair waved to her, "Come in and warm up for a while? Your family hasn't come yet, right?"

Lu Qingming turned to look at him and shook his head.

She stretched out her finger and scratched Chi Muyun's phone number on the ground.

She wanted to call Chi Muyun.However, these two days, she has been very busy...

As the sun went down, the melted snow slowly froze again, forming small ice pits one after another on the road.

Lu Qingming tilted his head to watch, then slowly stood up and stepped on a piece of ice.As soon as he exerted force on his foot, he slid out.She turned around in the small round hole, a happy smile played on her lips.

Turning around, there was a long piece of ice pressed out by the tires of the car.Lu Qingming stepped on it and slid a few meters with ease.

Ahead, there are even longer blocks of ice, glistening in the afterglow of the setting sun...

In this way, she slipped farther and farther.