4.
The Thanksgiving meal is huge.
There is no shortage of turkey this classic dish. Unlike the tastes of many American families, Su Wei insisted on making the turkey as delicious as beggar's chicken, and it also came with a table of sumptuous Chinese dishes, which made Xia Liang almost swallow her tongue.
Su Wei stroked her hair distressedly, "Oh, eat slowly, you must not be able to eat any good food here alone? If you want to eat delicious food, come to my aunt's place in the future, so you don't need to ask Ayan to come by yourself It's okay, my aunt will cook something delicious for you."
Xia Liang was so moved that his eyes lit up.
But while concentrating on eating, Xia Liang didn't forget to take a few glances at Song Qiyan who was sitting on her left hand side. He obviously had a fever, but he still looked calm and breezy, and occasionally chatted with Su Wei's family, not talking too much but not being rude.
After dinner, the two chatted with Su Wei's family in the living room for half an hour. In the end, Song Qiyan pulled her to stand up under Xia Liang's worried eyes, "Xia Xia lives outside, it's not safe to go back too late. I'll send She goes back."
As soon as the two of them went out, Xia Liang couldn't help tugging at the hem of his clothes, "Senior brother, what do you think?"
Song Qiyan just smiled slightly, "It's okay. I'll take you back."
Xia Liang quickly refused, "No need, brother, go back and take your medicine first. You have a fever, how can I have the nerve to ask you to take it?"
Song Qiyan frowned slightly. So good.
He insisted, "I'll take you back."
"... Really no need!"
"Girls are not safe alone at night. Be obedient."
Xia Liang discovered that Song Qiyan was really not stubborn when he decided on something. She softened her tone a little discouraged, "But you have a fever."
During the conversation, the two had already sat in the car. Song Qiyan repeated, "Xia Xia, I am a doctor."
Xia Liang pouted and looked at him dissatisfied, "The doctor still doesn't take good care of his body."
Song Qiyan looked at her, his black eyes became deeper in the night, and then a gentle smile appeared on his face.
Xia Liang's ears were burning hot from his gaze, and he looked away uncomfortably, "Why haven't you activated it yet?"
Song Qiyan withdrew his gaze and started the car. The corners of the mouth are still slightly raised, and the exhaustion and sadness of more than a month seem to have been swept away.
5.
"Aren't you going to come in?" Song Qiyan asked suspiciously when she saw Xia Liang was still standing at the door in a daze after changing her shoes.
Xia Liang woke up like a dream, entered and then closed the door behind her.
Because of her and Song Qiyan's persistence on the road, it finally developed into a matter of her and Song Qiyan going back to his apartment first, and sending her back after he took a good medicine and rested.
After she took off her leather boots, Song Qiyan had already put a pair of cotton slippers in front of her, "I wear them in winter, you wear them first. I'll buy your size next time."
"Well, it's okay." Xia Liang put on the slippers obediently. Uh, it's so big... Her feet can swim in it ==
She followed Song Qiyan to the living room, and then thought, ah, something seems wrong just now...
She looked at the small apartment she had come to for the first time. The area of the apartment is not large, only a few tens of square meters, but it has a kitchen, a dining table, a small living room, a bathroom and a bedroom. The apartment was clean without any frills. There is no TV in the living room, only a few magazines on the coffee table. The only thing that can be regarded as decoration is probably a few pots of green plants on the small terrace.
"Brother, do you live alone?"
Song Qiyan took a glass of cold water for himself and Xia Liang, "Yeah." He took a sip to moisten his throat, "I like to be quiet." Then he plugged in the kettle and boiled water again.
Xia Liang pursed her lips and smiled, and said briskly, "I can tell."
He seems to be the kind of guy who is very quiet and doesn't like to be noisy.
"Ok?"
"It's nothing." Xia Liang waved her hand, "By the way, take your temperature quickly." She pushed Song Qiyan, who obediently sat down on the sofa following her strength, "Where is the medicine box? I'll help you take."
Song Qiyan looked at her gently, "It's in the drawer under the TV cabinet."
Xia Liang walked over according to the instructions, then squatted down in front of the cabinet, and muttered softly, "A TV cabinet without a TV..."
Song Qiyan happened to hear it, and explained seriously, "The rent does not include a TV, and I don't watch a lot of TV, so I didn't buy it."
Xia Liang took out the medicine box, walked over and put it on the coffee table. After looking at the contents inside, he carefully took out the thermometer, then found alcohol cotton, and wiped it carefully.
"Well, I don't watch TV very much... especially after I have my own laptop, it's more convenient to use a computer." Xia Liang handed the sterilized thermometer to Song Qiyan, "But occasionally I watch movies with my friends or something. The screen still looks a little more atmospheric."
Song Qiyan had already closed his mouth on the thermometer, and seriously looked at the girl who was arranging his medicine box with a pair of phoenix eyes as deep as black spar, with a bit of indulgence in his eyes that he didn't even notice.
Because it is an electronic thermometer, there will be a "beep" after more than ten seconds, indicating that the measurement has been completed.
Song Qiyan took out the thermometer and looked at it, his brows were light.
"How is it, how much?" Xia Liang looked at him with concern.
Song Qiyan said calmly, "It's okay."
Xia Liang looked at him suspiciously, then simply stretched out his hand to look.
I don't know if it was because he was really uncomfortable and tired, Song Qiyan was exceptionally docile, but a little bit more childish, he struggled a little and put the thermometer in Xia Liang's hand.
Xia Liang looked at the 102 displayed on it, and was stunned for a moment before realizing that it should be in Fahrenheit.
not right...
It seems that someone said that 100 degrees Fahrenheit or more should be considered a fever.
So she took out her mobile phone, called up the converter (unit converter) on the mobile phone, entered 102, and then almost jumped up when she saw the converted number, glared at Song Qiyan fiercely, and said angrily, "Everyone It's almost 39 degrees! How can it be okay!"
Song Qiyan looked at her with wide open eyes, and blinked, innocently.
Xia Liang felt weak and puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction, "Brother, you don't care about your body too much!"
Just at this time, the sound of the electric kettle boiling came from the kitchen, Xia Liang glared at him again, then stepped on his slippers and went to the kitchen to pour water. Not long after, she came out with a cup of hot water and put it on the tea table in front of him, proudly saying, "Drink it."
Song Qiyan's beautiful phoenix eyes blinked again, then obediently picked up the cup, and blew on the steaming water.
Xia Liangfu squatted down again, rummaged in the medicine box, then took a bottle of medicine in each of his left and right hands, and saw the words "fever reducer" on it, then raised his hand and looked at Song Qiyan, with a bit of a tone in his tone Fierce, "Which one?"
Song Qiyan pointed to the bottle in his left hand.
Xia Liang put the bottle in his left hand on the table, and then put the other bottle back into the medicine cabinet. Then she picked up the bottle, looked at the instructions, and handed it to Song Qiyan, "Two pills." Then she couldn't help raising her eyebrows again when she saw the cup of hot water in Song Qiyan's hand, "Why haven't you drank it yet?" ?”
Song Qiyan coughed lightly, "Well, it's hot..."
Xia Liang: "..." After that pitiful "hot", Xia Liang instantly lost her original arrogance, like a bulging balloon deflated suddenly.
Coughing uncomfortably, Xia Liang turned her head and stretched out her hand towards Song Qiyan, "Then, then I'll add some cold water for you."
Song Qiyan moved back holding the cup, stretched out her right hand and put her outstretched left hand back by her leg, "No need, the temperature is just right now."
Seeing that Song Qiyan finished taking the antipyretics, Xia Liang breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help stretching out his right hand, using the back of his hand to check the temperature on his forehead. The cold little hand touched his forehead, which was still hot.
Song Qiyan looked helpless, "Xia Xia, the medicine won't take effect so soon."
Xia Liang withdrew her hand in embarrassment, and whispered, "Oh..."
Song Qiyan raised the corners of his lips, and pressed the back of the girl's hand with the back of his left hand, "Your hands are too cold."
Xia Liang didn't care much, "Well, I'm a little anemic, and my hands and feet are often cold, and I'm used to it. Hey, what are you doing?" She looked at Song Qiyan who got up.
Song Qiyan held his cup in one hand and Xia Liang's right wrist in the other, leading her to the open kitchen area.
He let go of Xia Liang's wrist, took out a glass from the cupboard, first rinsed it with cold water, then poured hot water from the kettle, poured it again, and finally filled it with hot water, and handed it to Xia Liang. cold.
When Xia Liang took it, the glass was already warm, and it spread to her body through the palm of his hand, warm and warm.
Song Qiyan leaned on the sink, looked at her with gentle eyebrows, and looked directly into her eyes seriously, "Drink more hot water and hot milk. Girls must be able to take care of themselves."
Xia Liang stuck out her tongue embarrassingly, "Hot water is okay, but hot milk... I don't like it. I only drink ice milk." She always felt that hot milk had a strong milky smell, so it was always difficult to drink it.
Song Qiyan frowned in disapproval, "Don't drink cold milk directly in winter, it's bad for your stomach."
If it was her parents who said this to her, she would definitely go over laughing or argue a few words occasionally, but the one who said this to her was Song Qiyan with a serious face, which made her unable to say no. Nodding obediently, "Oh."
Only then did Song Qiyan loosen his frown, and took a sip of hot water.
Xia Liang also blew on the cool air and took a sip of water. Obviously it's just ordinary hot water, but it has a taste that I don't usually have.
The small apartment was silent for a while, except for the sound of two people drinking water and swallowing.
Xia Liang was a little distracted thinking that the relationship between Song Qiyan and her grandma must be very good, the death of grandma made him so uncomfortable, and even his body was affected.
Xia Liang took a sip of water, put down the cup, took another sip, put down the cup again, glanced at Song Qiyan again, subconsciously raised the cup and took another sip.
"What's wrong?" Song Qiyan asked her.
Xia Liang accidentally choked and coughed non-stop.
Song Qiyan quickly put down his cup on the sink, patted her on the back lightly to help her breathe, and said softly, "Be careful."
It took Xia Liang a while to recover, feeling that she was really ashamed today, and couldn't help blushing.
Fortunately, Song Qiyan still just stared into her eyes seriously, looked at her with concern, without any expression of ridicule on his face, which finally made her relax a bit.
"What were you thinking just now?" Song Qiyan continued the topic just now, "I was in a daze."
Xia Liang replied honestly, "Just now I was thinking, senior brother, you must have a good relationship with your grandma." After saying it, he felt stupid again, whether saying this would remind him of sad things.
Song Qiyan's eyes became far-reaching, and he missed me a little more, "Well, grandma loves me very much. I also have a cousin who is the uncle's son, but grandma always seems to love my little grandson the most. My father is a doctor, and my mother I am a lawyer, and both of them are very busy, so when I was young, I was basically brought up by my grandmother. My grandmother used to be an English teacher, and my English was also enlightened by her... Even if I grew up and went abroad in the past two years, she always Before I leave, he will tell me like a child, let me take good care of myself."
Song Qiyan drank most of the water in the cup, then turned around and added half a cup of hot water. His face was hidden behind the rising mist, and his expression was unclear. Xia Liang couldn't see his expression, but saw a bit of unconcealable nostalgia and sadness from this tall but silent man, and... a bit of fragility.
She put down her cup, turned to face him, and patted his forearm, "Brother, you will be fine. There are many important people in everyone's life, and they will become passers-by in our lives one after another." What we have to do is to go on well and live up to their expectations."
Song Qiyan's face was still hidden behind the mist, and after a while, Xia Liang, who was worried, heard him chuckle.
Song Qiyan also put down the cup in his hand, and his clear and handsome face was once again in Xia Liang's sight. He looked at Xia Liang softly, then stretched out his arms to hug Xia Liang, leaned his left cheek on her hair, and said softly, "Thank you, Xia Xia."
Xia Liang was stunned for a while when he was suddenly embraced into Song Qiyan's warm and kind arms, and there was little heat from his ears to his cheeks. He only came back to his senses when he heard his voice ringing in her ears, and slowly raised his arms. She took her own hand, put it tentatively on his back, patted it lightly, and hugged him back, "Mmm."
The author has something to say: Wait for a long time ==
Recently, I have been abused by the article next door... As for the list of this article, I will talk about it when I return from my spring break to Florida ==
The update is uncertain during the period, and I am not sure if there is a network over there.
I found that I really love this pair of hero and heroine, they are all kinds of cute. If I were a boy, I would marry Xia Xia, if I was a girl, I would marry Bei Yanda! ... After typing the previous sentence, I always feel that there is something wrong ==
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