The Xingyuan Villa has a strict access control system. Old Liu greeted the guard, and Jiang Tu drove directly into the Zhu family yard. He got out of the car and looked at Old Liu standing at the door: "Uncle Liu."
More than half an hour ago, Xiao Kui ran downstairs and said that someone was coming to visit the patient, and Lao Liu thought it was Li Xixi.
Old Liu didn't know whether Jiang Tu and Zhu Xingyao were now boyfriend and girlfriend. He had a complicated look on his face, "Come in. President Zhu and his wife are not here."
Jiang Tu paused, said nothing more, and followed him in.
Xiao Kui ran to the door, her round face poked out from behind the door, and she smiled a little embarrassedly: "Mr. Jiang, you're here." Xiao Kui felt that the "on-call" function was only available to Zhu Xingyao, and she accidentally used it, and felt like she had offended the cold Jiang Tu.
But Jiang Tu did not blame her and even thanked her.
It was Jiang Tu's first time to visit Zhu Xingyao's house. He changed into slippers at the door and went upstairs with Xiaokui. The door to the room was half-closed. Xiaokui whispered, "Xingxing is still sleeping. Be more careful. He may catch fire at night."
"I'll go see her." Jiang Tu looked down at Xiao Kui, "You go and have a rest for a while."
Xiao Kui thought about it and said, "Okay."
Jiang Tu pushed open the half-open door. He had seen Zhu Xingyao's room several times in videos. He felt strangely familiar with it. Jiang Tu's eyes fell on the pink princess bed. He walked over and saw a white long-haired carpet beside the bed. He took off his shoes before walking to her side.
Zhu Xingyao didn't sleep comfortably, her eyes were closed, a fever patch was stuck on her forehead, and her face looked a little pale. Jiang Tu stood by the bed, looking down at her. He leaned over to tuck in the quilt for her and sat down on the carpet.
Jiang Tu always felt that Zhu Xingyao’s sudden illness was due to him.
He lowered his head in self-blame and sighed softly.
Xiao Kui and Lao Liu were watching TV in the living room. Lao Liu looked upstairs with some concern and asked, "Miss, are you dating Jiang Tu now?"
"Ah?" Xiao Kui hesitated for a moment before saying, "I don't know if they are dating now, but Xingxing is very special to Mr. Jiang. When she was in Las Vegas, she video chatted with Mr. Jiang almost every night. She even video chatted with him when she was practicing with the band. When we came back, it was Mr. Jiang who picked us up. No man has ever done this before, so I think they should be in a relationship."
Xiaokui recalled some things about first love that were revealed on Weibo and things on the campus forum. Maybe this was the reason for the conflict
Lao Liu doesn’t go online very often, so he didn’t know what was going on online. He muttered to himself, “They’re really together again.”
Before ten o'clock, Lao Liu couldn't wait any longer and was ready to go to bed. He said to Xiao Kui, "Call me if you need anything."
At eleven o'clock, Zhu Xingyao frowned and turned over, stretched out his hand, and took off the fever patch on his forehead. The fever patch was also ineffective, Jiang Tu threw away the fever patch, took a cup and went downstairs to get a glass of water.
Xiao Kui was sitting on the sofa, drowsy, and she didn't even notice Jiang Tu coming downstairs.
Jiang Tu walked in front of her. Xiao Kui woke up and looked up at him: "Huh?"
"You go to sleep, I'll take care of her." Jiang Tu said to her.
Jiang Tu returned to the room, he gently picked up Zhu Xingyao, let her lean on his arm, and gave her water to drink. Jiang Tu actually had no experience in taking care of people. He and Jiang Lu had been healthy since childhood, and they rarely got sick. Occasionally, they would recover from a minor cold in two days. When Shu Xian was sick, she didn't need his care. He carefully gave her water to drink, and he was worried that she would wake up suddenly and get angry when she saw him.
Jiang Tu put Zhu Xingyao down carefully. He sat next to her against the head of the bed and held her hand that was exposed outside the quilt.
Zhu Xingyao's hands were covered in bruises from being pricked by the needles.
Jiang Tu rubbed the back of her hand a few times, hooked his little fingers around hers, and closed his eyes.
After a long time, Zhu Xingyao's slender white fingers moved, and Jiang Tu opened his eyes in a second and looked down at her.
After a while.
Zhu Xingyao tilted her head. She felt someone holding her hand in a daze, and she seemed to be back to the feeling in the hospital that year. Her slender white fingers gently hooked his fingers and moved.
Jiang Tu sat up straight and moved his fingers slightly.
Zhu Xingyao thought she was dreaming. She dreamed of the hospital ward back then. An 18-year-old boy held her hand, held her face, and kissed her on the lips. She waited for a long time, but she didn't feel the warm touch.
She suddenly opened her eyes and saw Jiang Tu looking down at her.
It was 28-year-old Jiang Tu.
For a moment, Zhu Xingyao thought she was dreaming. She looked around blankly. This was definitely her room - but why was Jiang Tu in her room
She turned back and met his dark eyes.
Jiang Tu swallowed and his voice could be heard clearly in the quiet room. He asked in a low voice: "Are you feeling unwell? Or are you hungry?" Xiao Kui said she didn't eat much.
Zhu Xingyao felt dizzy. She stared at Jiang Tu blankly and asked uncertainly, "Jiang Tu?"
Jiang Tu nodded: "Yes, it's me."
Zhu Xingyao's voice was weak: "Why are you here?"
Jiang Tu said: "Xiao Kui told me."
Zhu Xingyao was silent for a moment, then struggled to sit up. Jiang Tu supported her back and put a pillow behind her for her to lean on. Zhu Xingyao turned to look at him, full of questions, "But how did Xiaokui tell you? She doesn't have your contact information."
"She opened Xiao Jiang and accidentally ordered on-call service, and then I came over." Jiang Tu explained, he stood up and looked down at her, "Do you want to eat something?"
Zhu Xingyao shook her head silently, lifted the quilt and was about to get out. She said, "I want to go to the bathroom."
Jiang Tu put the slippers on the bedside. Zhu Xingyao looked at the man's bent back and pursed her lips. She put her feet into the slippers, and the moment she stood up, she suddenly became weak again. Jiang Tu hugged her and asked, "Xingxing?"
Zhu Xingyao had recurring fever these past two days and hadn't eaten anything, feeling completely exhausted.
She leaned in Jiang Tu's warm and broad arms, took a deep breath, and whispered, "I feel a little weak."
Jiang Tu was silent for a moment, then suddenly picked her up. Zhu Xingyao turned to look at him dizzily. Jiang Tu lowered his eyes and whispered, "I'll carry you over." He walked towards the bathroom. Zhu Xingyao felt that he was holding her very easily, and she remembered that he had always been very strong, and that time when he took her to climb the wall, he was able to lift her up.
Jiang Tu put Zhu Xingyao on the toilet. He was afraid that she would faint in there, so he looked down at her and said, "I'll wait for you outside."
Zhu Xingyao stopped him and whispered, "I want to eat something later."
Jiang Tu breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Zhu Xingyao didn’t know what was at home, she said anything would be fine.
Twelve thirty in the morning.
Jiang Tu walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.
There are vegetables, meat and eggs in the refrigerator, everything is available.
Zhu Xingyao took a shower and changed into clean clothes before going downstairs. Jiang Tu was cooking porridge in the kitchen. The pot was steaming. He put the chopped meat in and stirred it with chopsticks.
The fragrance wafted out. Zhu Xingyao was really a little hungry, so she walked behind him.
Jiang Tu looked back at her: "It will be fine soon."
Zhu Xingyao said: "It smells so good, I didn't expect you could cook porridge."
"It's very simple." Jiang Tu paused, and then added, "I often cook for myself when I'm abroad. I also know other things. I'll cook for you next time."
Zhu Xingyao looked up at him, then turned around and took out two bowls from the sterilizer.
The two sat face to face at the dining table to eat. In fact, Jiang Tu came here before he even had time to eat dinner. Zhu Xingyao drank porridge all night. She put down the bowl and looked at the time. It was already past one in the morning.
She thought for a moment and said, "You go back first. I'm fine now."
Jiang Tu stood up, took the thermometer and put it in her ear.
drop-
Zhu Xingyao suddenly felt her ears itchy and her face turned red. Jiang Tu looked down and said softly, "37.8°, still having a fever."
Jiang Tu didn't leave.
Zhu Xingyao was lying on the bed with a new fever-reducing patch on her forehead. She turned to look at the man sitting on the carpet and protested in a low voice: "I can't sleep if you look at me like this. You should go back to sleep too."
"Then I'll go out for a while." Jiang Tu stood up.
Zhu Xingyao said hurriedly: "You have to go to work tomorrow, so you should go back."
Jiang Tu looked down at her: "I'm going out to smoke a cigarette."
Before she could say anything, he turned and walked out.
Jiang Tu came to the balcony outside the living room on the first floor. There were many small potted plants and succulents on the balcony. He hadn't rested well in the past few days and was a little addicted to smoking. Jiang Tu resisted the urge to smoke and returned to the living room to rest on the sofa.
At three o'clock, he went back to check on Zhu Xingyao.
At around five in the morning, Zhu Xingyao had a fever again. After two hours of tossing and turning, the temperature slowly subsided.
Jiang Tu slept for a while by her bed, and asked for leave from the company at around 8 o'clock. This was the first time he asked for leave at work. He came down from upstairs, and when Lao Liu saw him, his eyes widened and he stammered, "You, you didn't leave?"
Facing Lao Liu's always shocked or complicated eyes, Jiang Tu nodded a little uncomfortably: "I will leave after Xingxing wakes up."
Lao Liu was more traditional in his thinking. He wanted to stop it, but he didn't have the right to do so. The young lady didn't say anything... Xiao Kui heard it. She came in from outside and looked at Lao Liu with a smile: "Uncle Liu, I'm going out to buy something for Xingxing. Give me your car keys."
"I'll take you there."
Old Liu glanced at Jiang Tu and decided to turn a blind eye.
Zhu Xingyao had been sleeping. She had turned off the silent mode on her cell phone and placed it on the carpet. It rang once at ten o'clock. It was Lin Jiayu calling.
Jiang Tu hung up her phone, walked to the balcony of her room, and called Lin Jiayu with his own phone. He asked, "Why are you calling Zhu Xingyao? She has a fever and is still sleeping."
Lin Jiayu exclaimed, and asked excitedly: "Are you all right now?"
Jiang Tu was silent for a moment and said, "No, she might still be angry."
"Oh..." Lin Jiayu said disappointedly, "Where are you now? Aren't you working?"
Jiang Tu said: "At her home."
Lin Jiayu: “…”
You've already gone to someone else's house, but you haven't coaxed him yet? Lin Jiayu felt a little disappointed. Sometimes people's positions will be biased. Li Xixi felt sorry for Zhu Xingyao being kept in the dark for many years. Of course, Lin Jiayu felt sorry and could understand it, but she grew up with Jiang Tu and had seen his most difficult days, so her heart was more inclined towards Jiang Tu.
Anyway, it's impossible for Lu Ji and Zhu Xingyao to be together.
Selfishly speaking, Lin Jiayu certainly hopes that Zhu Xingyao and Jiang Tu will be together.
At half past ten, Zhu Xingyao's cell phone rang again, and it displayed: Dad.
Jiang Tu looked at the phone screen, hesitated for a moment, and did not wake up Zhu Xingyao.
He walked out of the room with his cell phone, closed the door gently, and answered the call while standing in the corridor.
"Xingxing, Lao Liu said you are sick." Zhu Yunping's voice was very gentle, "Dad will be back tomorrow night. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me in time, don't bear it."
Jiang Tu was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Uncle."
It was silence over there.
"I don't know if you still remember me. I'm Jiang Tu, the boy who used to... sit at the same table with Xingxing." Jiang Tu felt a little ashamed that he came to their house without their permission. He lowered his head and explained, "Her fever has gone down and she's sleeping now. She should be fine. If she has a fever again, I'll take her to the hospital this afternoon."
The author has something to say: OK, I received a call from my father-in-law in advance! I got infected by the stars, and I also caught a cold and had a fever... It's cold now, everyone take care of yourselves, good night~