"What's wrong?" Zhong Mingwei calmed down, and met Ah Chou's staring eyes.
"No...it's nothing," Ah Chou was too busy looking away. It's just that the high fever on her cheeks revealed her feelings, she rubbed her face a little annoyed, and coughed twice. "It's only May, why is it so hot?"
Zhong Mingwei looked at her. Moved his lips. I want to say something, if it's hot, let's drink a cup of herbal tea. But he still didn't say it.
Now, apart from talking and being served by others, he has no other abilities. He is a wretch. A real wretch.
"Let me cut your nails again," Ah Chou held Zhong Mingwei's hand again, and Zhong Mingwei's hand was really beautiful. Except still paler. These hands are washed clean by Ah Chou every day. There wasn't even a speck of dirt under the nails, so Ah Chou didn't rush to grab the scissors. Instead, he gently pinched Zhong Mingwei's fingers while looking at him. Some expectantly asked, "Can you feel it?"
The hand was held by this girl, but that girl's hand was soft. Warm, gently pinching his fingertips one after another, Zhong Mingwei's heart was beating, just like the skin on his fingers at this moment, he met Ah Chou's eyes, and when he spoke again, With unconcealable joy: "You... pinch me again!"
"Ah? Good!" Ah Chou was stunned, and then he understood, and happily squeezed Zhong Mingwei a few more times, and then she watched helplessly, the finger in the palm of her hand trembled slightly, although It was just a little bit, but Ah Chou was so happy that he jumped up.
"Zhong Mingwei! Zhong Mingwei! You moved your fingers! You moved!" A Chou was too excited, otherwise she wouldn't dare to call Zhong Mingwei's name directly, and she didn't dare to touch his fingers rashly, so she just lay on her buttocks On the bed, staring at his finger, he said excitedly, "Zhong Mingwei, try again and see if the other fingers can move?"
Zhong Mingwei was also very excited. The calm man who used to be calm and unmoved now had a thin layer of sweat oozing from his forehead. He tried hard to move his hands, but for some reason it was so difficult to move so easily. Ascending to the sky, he held his breath and exerted his strength several times in a row, but he finally vented his anger, but he never moved his fingers again.
After holding back his strength for a long time, Zhong Mingwei sighed tiredly, with deep disappointment in his eyes, before he could sigh, that numb hand was held again.
"It's not in the way. You are recuperating from illness. The most taboo is to be impatient. Let's take your time. It's not in the way." Ah Chou held the straight hand and rubbed it gently bit by bit. Kneading the stiff hand softened, she took the scissors and grabbed Zhong Mingwei's thumb while saying, "That's it for today, don't be too tired, let's continue practicing tomorrow. "
"It's useless for me to watch and practice." Zhong Mingwei said sullenly.
"Who said it's useless? You know it's useless if you don't practice it?" Ah Chou frowned at him, looked at the corners of his tight lips, his heart softened uncontrollably, and his voice dropped when he spoke again. Lighten up, "I'll give you a hot compress every day, and give you a massage to activate blood circulation, and you'll get better."
"You... What are you wasting all your energy on me for?" Zhong Mingwei was really blocked.