But just as she held Ji Xubai's hand, she felt Ji Xubai's hand move, and then her brows furrowed tightly. Wen Zhihu subconsciously raised his head, but did not see Ji Xubai. woke up.
Wen Zhigu lowered his head and put his hand back into the quilt. When he let go of his hand, there was a feeling of reluctance welling up in his heart.
Probably because her hands were too cold, but Ji Xubai's hands were warm and warm, making people subconsciously want to press close to them.
But Wen Zhigu finally retracted his hand, took the blanket beside the bed, and covered himself with it.
Wen Zhigu felt very cold now and was too lazy to move, so he just wanted to sleep on the edge of the bed for a while.
However, Wen Zhigu probably didn't expect that, so she went out to wash her clothes in cold water, and fell asleep in a daze until midnight, when she started to cough.
But she was too tired and did not wake up. Instead, Ji Xubai frowned and slowly opened his eyes after hearing her cough.
He lowered his eyes and saw Wen Zhiyu lying next to his bed with a thin blanket covering him. Ji Xubai frowned even more tightly.
He slowly stretched out his hand to touch her hand that was resting on her face. His little hand was cold and red from the cold, which made him feel distressed just looking at it.
Ji Xubai remembered that before he fell asleep, Wen Zhigu went out to wash his clothes, and felt even more uncomfortable.
She was a good military counselor of the Sheng Army, and her hands were clearly used to write beautiful words, so why did she have to be reduced to waiting for him to wash and cook...
If he hadn't damaged his moral character, why would he have to ask her to suffer such unwarranted injustice for him
Ji Xubai wrapped her cold hand in his palm, trying to warm her hand little by little, but he still felt uncomfortable in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became.
Especially when he heard her coughing lowly from time to time, Ji Xu felt his heart twitch and couldn't help but call her in a low voice, "I know..."
Wen Zhihu didn't wake up, and half of his face showed a tired look.
Ji Xubai could not and could not just watch Wen Zhiyu lying here and continue to suffer from the cold. He tried to hold up the pain with his hands and tried to pull Wen Zhiyu to the bed, but even though he tried his best Trying his best to pull Wen Zhigu up, Ji Xubai was so painful that he was sweating all over his body. Ji Xubai's hands were trembling slightly and he held on to her tightly. He leaned his head back on the pillow and smiled softly: "Zhigu... I really It’s useless… I know…”
He didn't even have the strength to hold her up.
After Ji Xubai finished laughing at himself, he had no choice but to risk waking up Wen Zhihu. He lowered his voice as much as possible and called the maid who was standing outside to come in and help.
Fortunately, Wen Zhigu was probably too tired. Even though he was pushed to his bed, he still didn't wake up. But after he got on the bed, he was finally able to use his hands and feet and absorbed the warmth from his body. He subconsciously She crawled into his arms.
The maid blushed and her heart skipped a beat. She quickly closed the door and retreated out of the house.
Ji Xubai froze all over and did not dare to move.
For the first time, Wen Zhigu took the initiative to approach his arms and put his arms around his waist.
Although her hand on his back caused pain, Wen Zhigu's closeness even made him forget the pain.
After a long while, Ji Xubai slowly lowered his head. He saw the person in his arms and looked down at her quietly.