Qingzhi coughed until her eyes and nose were red, but she still opened her mouth obediently.
Shunuan lowered his head and carefully fed the cup to Qingzhi's mouth. Qingzhi took a small sip, but was choked and coughed violently. After a while, he coughed up blood, staining his pale mouth. red.
Qingzhi opened her eyes wide, looking weakly and dullly at the blood that was quickly stained in the cup.
Qingzhi looked down at her hand held by Shu Nuan again, stretched out her other little hand, carefully moved Shu Nuan's fingers away with her fingers, and saw her own hand held in Shu Nuan's hand.
There were small patches of purple spots.
It hurts.
After all, Qingzhi was only four years old, and she burst into tears all of a sudden. Her tears kept falling, and she felt terribly wronged.
Shu Nuan put the cup on the bedside table, hugged the sweetheart tightly in her arms, and cried silently.
What is she going to do
How was she going to tell Qingzhi? She didn't dare, and she couldn't even accept the fact...
"Shu Nuan, count... Nuan... I feel so uncomfortable..." Qingzhi coughed and cried intermittently. The little guy hugged his mother tightly like this, but he couldn't feel any sense of security.
"Qingzhi, just be patient, it will be fine..." Her Qingzhi is so cute, so well-behaved and sensible, Qingzhi will not leave her...
Qingzhi nodded while crying, hugging Shunuan tremblingly, not daring to let go.
The next morning, when Qingzhi was picked up by Shu Nuan to change clothes, she saw that her other hand also had purple spots, with small patches of skin that were so dazzling.
Qingzhi didn't dare to cry and make Shu Nuan sad, so she lowered her head. The little guy's eyes were red and watery, and he looked at his ugly little hands. His small voice was soft and hoarse after coughing, and he spoke. Said: "Shu Nuan, I don't want to see Brother Xiao Jian anymore."
Shu Nuan knelt down, touched the little guy's face, endured the discomfort in his heart, and said gently: "It's okay, Qingzhi. Brother Xiao Jian is so kind, he won't think anything of Qingzhi."
Qingzhi lowered her misty eyes and said stubbornly in the same soft and hoarse tone: "Don't see Brother Xiao Jian."
Don't let Brother Jian see such an ugly child.
don't want.
However, what Qingzhi didn't know was that Wen Jian was already waiting outside Sheng Palace at that time. He waited too long and couldn't help but go up and knock on the door: "Qingzhi, are you feeling better?"
Qingzhi sat on the couch, hugging Shu Nuan in front of the couch, burying her little face into Shu Nuan's belly, wiping her tears hard and saying nothing.
"Qingzhi, just say hello to Brother Xiao Jian, okay?"
Qingzhi shook her head vigorously, with wet tears standing in the corners of her eyes.
Seeing this, Shunuan had no choice but to follow Qingzhi and go out to open the door, letting Wen Jian go to school first.
Wen Jian bit her lip and was at a loss: "Aunt Nuan, is Sister Qingzhi angry with me?"
"No, Qingzhi just feels uncomfortable and doesn't want to see anyone. Xiao Jian, don't think too much about it."
Why didn't Wen Jian think too much? Even if he was just a child, she knew that Qingzhi would never refuse to see him...
However, Qingzhi now refuses to see Brother Xiao Jian.
Wen Jian lowered his head, feeling sad.
He thought his young sister was angry.
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(Updated eight times tomorrow, noon + afternoon, I tell you very seriously, no posts are allowed, huh. (In fact, I don’t think I can take a few pictures...)