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Probably the flowers placed on the balcony played a role. Lu Mingxiao didn't move at all that night, and slept very peacefully, but his brows frowned even deeper, and he didn't know why.

Ye Hanzheng called Aunt Wang again, and Aunt Wang said that she would observe it for two or three days, and if she really stopped having nightmares, she would be fine.Ye Hanzheng's hanging heart fell back to its original position, but the long-term lack of sleep still had some impact on him. The lunch break was too short, and he didn't dare to fall asleep for a few minutes after class, so he followed Qiao Ke down the stairs I didn't pay attention at the time, and I fell with my left foot and my right foot.

"Are you okay?" Qiao Ke hurriedly helped him up and asked.

Ye Hanzheng patted the dirt on his body and said, "It's okay." After checking, there was nothing serious, except that a small piece of skin was scratched on his knee, and there was no bleeding.

I thought it was just an episode, but after dinner, Ye Hanzheng's ankle swelled up inexplicably. Lu Mingxiao came out of the bathroom, saw him limping making the bed, and asked with a frown, "What's going on?"

Ye Hanzheng evaded the situation and said lightly that he fell and it was fine.

Lu Mingxiao didn't believe it, and asked him to loop up his trouser legs, but Ye Hanzheng couldn't refuse, so he had to show his bun-like ankle.

"Is it all right?" Lu Mingxiao's voice suddenly rose, sounding a little angry.

Ye Hanzheng said: "It's really all right, it's just that I accidentally scratched the skin when I went downstairs." Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, he rolled up his trouser legs, wanting to show his knees to prove that he didn't lie, but unexpectedly, his knees were also blue After a while, Ye Hanzheng quickly put down his trouser legs again, pretending nothing happened.

Lu Mingxiao looked at him for a few seconds, then slammed the door and left.

Most of the time, Ye Hanzheng couldn't figure out why he was angry, so he had to stand honestly and punish him. After a while, Lu Mingxiao slammed the door and came back with an extra bottle of potion in his hand.

"sit down."

"Oh." Ye Hanzheng sat on the bed obediently.

Lu Mingxiao dragged a chair, sat in front of him, and grabbed his ankle.

When Ye Hanzheng realized what he was going to do, he hurriedly said, "Master, I'll just do it myself."

Lu Mingxiao glared at him: "Sit down honestly."

"You really don't need to trouble the young master." Ye Hanzheng said, "I can..."

Lu Mingxiao frowned: "What can you do? Can you stay up late?"

Ye Hanzheng was stunned: "You...you know."

"Am I mentally retarded?" Lu Mingxiao said, "You dangle around me every day, what do you think you can hide?"

Ye Hanzheng lowered his eyes, thinking that he was hiding well.

The medicine was sprayed on the swollen ankle, and it was cool and comfortable. Lu Mingxiao's face darkened, and he took a cotton swab to help him spread it evenly. Ye Hanzheng thought about it, and whispered: "When I was young... I also had nightmares."

Lu Mingxiao ignored him and continued with his hands.

"Aunt Wang said it was a very small dog." Ye Hanzheng gestured: "It's only this big, but it still made me cry for several days in fright."

Lu Mingxiao still didn't speak.

Ye Hanzheng pursed his lips and paused for a while: "So it's normal for the young master to be scared by the tiger and have nightmares. If it was me, I might be scared to wet the bed."

Lu Mingxiao hummed: "Is bedwetting something to be proud of?"

"Not proud..."

Lu Mingxiao helped him apply the medicine and said, "Sleep."

Ye Hanzheng applied: "Can I sleep later today?"

"No."

"But I'm afraid..."

Lu Mingxiao was impatient: "What are you afraid of? If I say no, I won't."

Ye Hanzheng glanced at the time, and lay obediently on the bed. He would never refute Lu Mingxiao, after all, refutation was useless.

Two hours later, Ye Hanzheng got up secretly, he was still worried, and planned to observe while Lu Mingxiao was asleep, but when he turned around, Lu Mingxiao was leaning on the bed and staring at him.

Oops... found out.

Lu Mingxiao said with a sullen face, "Lie down."

"Oh." Ye Hanzheng lay down obediently again, and 10 minutes later, he opened his eyes and turned sideways and said, "Young master, will you really stop having nightmares?"

Lu Mingxiao said, "No."

"Really not?" Ye Hanzheng said: "But you are asleep, how do you know that you will not dream, and when you know, you will wake up."

Lu Mingxiao glanced at him: "Are you annoying?"

Ye Hanzheng shut up, if he had done it before, he might not have spoken, but this kind of thing is no small matter, and it would be troublesome to leave the root of the disease. After waiting for a while, he still got up, walked to Lu Mingxiao with his pillow in his arms, and said, "I can sleep Is it here?"

"where?"

Ye Hanzheng said: "Can I sleep on the young master's bed?"

"Why did you sleep on my bed?" Lu Mingxiao asked, "The reason?"

Ye Hanzheng said: "Because sleeping on the same bed is relatively close to the young master, if you have nightmares again, I will definitely find out immediately, and even if I don't find out, I am so close to the young master, the young master opened his eyes and saw someone beside him, I won't feel scared either." He raised his hand and drew an area for himself: "I only sleep a little, so I won't squeeze the young master."

Lu Mingxiao was unwilling, he had never slept in the same bed with others, even when he was very young, he always slept by himself, but Ye Hanzheng looked at him eagerly, his eyes were red and bloodshot, if he was allowed to continue If it goes on, it doesn't matter who will take care of the other, Lu Mingxiao said: "Then don't move around."

Ye Hanzheng nodded, and sneaked into Lu Mingxiao's quilt obediently.

Lu Mingxiao was still reading and ignored him. Half an hour later, Young Master Lu was about to rest. As soon as he put the book down, he felt Ye Hanzheng sticking to him. He frowned and wanted to wake him up, but he was vaguely dreaming. He shouted a few words to the young master, and stretched out his hand again.

Forget it, go to sleep.