Bai Youwei lay quietly and did not respond.
"Bai Youwei?" Shen Mo's voice increased, like a string taut to the extreme.
She was motionless.
He held her hand, which was warm.
Cheeks are also hot.
Pulse, still there.
Breathing, still there.
Why can't you wake up
Did you faint from a high fever, or...
Shen Mo's back molars tightened, and he reached out and grabbed Bai Youwei from the bed!
"what!"
Bai Youwei was unprepared and let out a short exclamation in fright!
Shen Mo was stunned at first, but then there was anger in his eyes!
Everyone who heard the sound ran over and saw Bai Youwei sitting on the bed safe and sound, and Shen Mo standing in front of the bed, his face was covered with dark clouds, so dark that ink could almost drip!
"What happened?" Teacher Cheng looked at the expressions of the two in confusion, "What's the matter with you?"
Shen Mo stared at Bai Youwei, looked at it for a while, took a deep breath, and said, "It's okay."
Said it was okay, but his tone was as cold as ice slag, and it didn't look like it was okay at all!
Without waiting for Teacher Cheng to ask again, he turned around expressionlessly, walked out of the room without saying a word.
The few people gathered at the door looked at each other and noticed the subtle changes between Shen Mo and Bai Youwei.
Teacher Cheng asked worriedly, "Weiwei, what's the matter? You and Shen Mo quarreled?"
"No..." Bai Youwei denied it, then pouted and replied in a muffled voice, "He just... seemed to think that I had become a doll."
Everyone: "… "
In the silence, chatting and laughing, he blurted out and asked, "Wow! You mustn't be pretending on purpose!"
Bai Youwei glared at him immediately: "Do I look like that kind of person?!"
Talking and laughing without scruples laughed: "Like ah, like ah!"
"Laugh at your head and laugh!" Bai Youwei smashed a pillow!
Missed the hit, and ran away in a hurry.
While running, he was still complaining: "Brother Mo! Weiwei is losing her temper again!—"
Bai Youwei: "..."
Damn, she didn't mean it!
…
All afternoon, Shen Mo ignored Bai Youwei.
Of course not completely ignored, Bai Youwei called him, he would come over, Bai Youwei wanted to drink water, he would go down, Bai Youwei wanted to go downstairs, he would also carry her down.
But he didn't say a word, not even a single extra look.
This made Bai Youwei very uncomfortable, and at the same time, it was a bit fresh. I thought that the reason why he did this was because he was worried about her. It seemed that if he turned into a doll, it would not stimulate him very much.
After thinking about it, I decided to be broad-minded and forgive his rudeness.
What's more...
She glanced at the white dress baking by the fireplace.
He already helped her with the laundry, how could she be mad at him
Shen Mo found a pile of chopped firewood under the eaves outside the back door, and he carried a pile in. The firewood was very damp, and some even had mushrooms on it, and it was inexplicably funny to be held in his arms by him.
Bai Youwei looked at him and smiled.
However, the smile failed to impress the man.
Shen Mo put down the firewood with an expressionless face, and baked it in front of the fireplace to dry it, in case the firewood in the fireplace was used up and could not be burned.
He squatted in front of the fireplace, his black eyes reflecting the firelight, his arm muscles were smooth, and he stacked a pile of firewood into a small tower in three or two strokes. Let them dry faster.
Bai Youwei sat next to him and watched him do things. His stern, solemn and indifferent expression gave a silent warning that strangers should not be approached, which made him more stern and charming, full of masculinity.
Like a feather fluttering in her heart, she couldn't help calling him, "Shen Mo."
Shen Mo turned to look at her, frowning slightly with doubt.
"If one day, I become a doll." She stared into his eyes and asked seriously, "Will you cry for me?"