Gradually, Miao Xingyao opened her heart and chatted more and more with Yu Jingxuan. The topics were not limited and she began to talk about various things.
Yu Jingxuan had never discovered it before. It turned out that Miao Xingyao was a hidden chatterbox with a mind so big that it could hold the entire universe. He could not keep up with Miao Xingyao's rhythm.
I don't know how long it took, but Yu Jingxuan didn't hear Miao Xingyao's voice again.
"Hello? Yaoyao! Yaoyao!" Yu Jingxuan called twice experimentally.
But no one responded to Yu Jingxuan, and it was so quiet that Yu Jingxuan could hear the subtle and even breathing.
Yu Jingxuan chuckled, he must have fallen asleep, what a little fool, he still persisted when he was sleepy.
Yu Jingxuan called softly: "Good night."
Then Yu Jingxuan hung up the phone, and he didn't know if Miao Xingyao was covered with a quilt. Suddenly, Yu Jingxuan had an impulse. He really wanted to see Miao Xingyao now...
Miao Xingyao was woken up by Miao Qingyong in the morning.
"Xiaoyao, your mother and I are going to the neighborhood committee today." Miao Qingyong said to the half-asleep Miao Xingyao.
"Yeah." Miao Xingyao agreed softly. Why did she feel so sore all over her body
When the door closed at home, Miao Xingyao knew that the second elder had gone out.
Miao Xingyao got up with difficulty and glanced at her phone. It was not eight o'clock yet.
Let's go drink some water, Miao Xingyao thought to herself. Her throat felt very dry and there was a sharp pain.
Miao Xingyao got out of bed, but found that her whole body seemed to have been drained of strength. She suddenly lost her seat and fell back to the bed.
"How did I..." Miao Xingyao shut up immediately. Why did his voice become so thick and he felt like he couldn't make any sound.
Feeling that he couldn't breathe normally through his nose, Miao Xingyao touched his forehead and realized that he had a fever.
However, now that the house is empty, she can only take care of herself.
Miao Xingyao dragged her tired body outside, poured herself a glass of warm water, and drank it.
The warm water poured into Miao Xingyao's dry throat all at once. Miao Xingyao felt much more comfortable, as if dew had appeared after a long drought, but her throat still hurt slightly.
Miao Xingyao felt uncomfortable all over. Because she couldn't make breakfast, she gave up the idea of taking medicine.
Let's get some sleep first, Miao Xingyao thought. She really didn't have the strength. She could cook something for herself after she regained some strength.
Miao Xingyao returned to the room, lay down on her bed, and was about to close her eyes when her cell phone rang.
Miao Xingyao picked up the phone without looking at who it was and said, "Hello."
"..." There was no sound from the phone.
Miao Xingyao called out again in confusion: "Hey! Are you there?" She wondered if it was a scam call
"Yaoyao." Yu Jingxuan's voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Xue, senior, why did you call me so early?" Miao Xingyao asked.
Yu Jingxuan said: "Your voice is weird. Do you have a cold?"
"No, no." Miao Xingyao immediately denied it. She probably caught a cold last night without covering herself with a quilt. She didn't want Yu Jingxuan to worry about her.
"Your voice has completely changed, and it also has a strong nasal sound." Yu Jingxuan insisted, "You must be sick."
"Mr. Yu." Miao Xingyao coughed twice, cleared her throat, and said, "Is it better now? I just woke up, so the sound is very strange."
"Are uncle and aunt at home?" Yu Jingxuan asked.
Miao Xingyao said: "They went out in the morning, and now I'm at home alone. Oh, it's okay, idiot, you won't get sick."
"You obviously hate me calling you an idiot..." Yu Jingxuan said, "I'll go over now."
"Come here? Now?" Miao Xingyao became more awake, "It's still early in the morning!"
"I came by car last night. I'm going to your house now. I'll be there soon." Yu Jingxuan said and hung up the phone.
Miao Xingyao woke up completely and immediately sat up because the violent movements gave her a severe headache.
"Ah! My head is going to split!" Miao Xingyao pressed her head. She could feel that her hot head was almost scalding her to "silly".
But Miao Xingyao still insisted on getting out of bed with her sick body in her arms, pulling on her coat and putting it on her body. She had to wake up now, otherwise no one would open the door for Yu Jingxuan.
So Miao Xingyao ran to the toilet to wash up again and washed her face with cold water. The cold water felt so comfortable against Miao Xingyao's face, but Miao Xingyao did not dare to wash it for too long.
It didn't take long for Yu Jingxuan to arrive. When Miao Xingyao opened the door, she could clearly see Yu Jingxuan's breathing.
"You're too impatient." Miao Xingyao said that their house was an old building and there was no elevator. As soon as he saw Yu Jingxuan, he ran up.
Yu Jingxuan saw Miao Xingyao's flushed cheeks and scolded her without caring about rest: "You don't know how to lie down on the bed or put on more clothes. What if you catch a cold again?"
"I..." Miao Xingyao felt a little aggrieved. She was obviously trying hard to wait for Yu Jingxuan, but in the end she was scolded by Yu Jingxuan.
Yu Jingxuan covered Miao Xingyao's forehead with the back of his hand, frowned and said, "It's so hot. Go and lie down."
Miao Xingyao was almost rushed to the room, and in a daze, Miao Xingyao was already lying on the bed.
"Have you taken the medicine?" Yu Jingxuan asked.
Miao Xingyao shook her head and looked at Yu Jingxuan aggrievedly. She was alone at home without even having breakfast.
Yu Jingxuan seemed to have read Miao Xingyao's thoughts and asked, "Did you have something to eat in the morning?"
Miao Xingyao still shook his head.
"You lie down for a while." Yu Jingxuan said, "I'll help you cook some porridge."
"You know how to cook?" Miao Xingyao asked in surprise.
Yu Jingxuan said speechlessly: "I can still cook something as simple as porridge. Just lie down and I'll come in later."
Miao Xingyao suddenly felt less uncomfortable, and even felt a little sweet in her heart.
However, Yu Jingxuan came back very quickly because he didn't know where Miao Xingyao's family put the rice.
After Miao Xingyao told Yu Jingxuan the location, her eyelids felt sore and she couldn't open them.
When Yu Jingxuan came in with porridge, Miao Xingyao was almost asleep.
"Can you get up?" Yu Jingxuan sat next to Miao Xingyao and called softly.
"Yeah." Miao Xingyao half-opened her sleepy eyes and struggled to get up because her whole body was so sore.
Yu Jingxuan stretched out his hand to help Miao Xingyao sit up and asked, "Can you eat by yourself?"
Miao Xingyao looked at Yu Jingxuan and said, "Can't you feed me?"
"Ah?" Yu Jingxuan paused for a moment before reacting, and smiled, "Of course you can."
Miao Xingyao rarely acted coquettishly with her. She felt that Miao Xingyao, who was sick, was different from usual, as if she was more dependent on herself.
This gave Yu Jingxuan great inner satisfaction. Miao Xingyao was always too independent, and he felt a little lonely.
(End of chapter)