Chapter 118 Take Care of Dinger

Looking at Ding Ge, my mind could not help but recall the scene just now. I helped Ding Ge sit on the sofa, put my hand on her forehead, and she just pulled my arm. I suddenly felt that I should thank Ding Ge for this illness. If it wasn't for this illness, I don't think there would be any physical contact between us.

Bah, I don't know what Ding Ge would think when he heard what I was thinking.

But in retrospect, there was an indescribable sense of wonder. It was as if Ding Ge and I were back in a relationship, or a friend who was much closer than most friends, and it felt especially warm.

Especially when Ding Ge spoke to me just now, she was so gentle, even though her illness added a layer of softness to her voice. But the way she was acting coquettishly just now had nothing to do with her illness. She was real.

From being almost out of touch, to being by the side of sick Ding Ge today, it was an amazing change.

It was easier to touch each other's heart with such a single communication.

From the look in Ding Ge's eyes, I could clearly feel her heart.

All of a sudden, I felt that Ding Ge and I were really not that different from a couple now, and we were only one chance away from getting back together.

I couldn't help but feel smug. I really hoped that nothing else would happen.

Ding ge woke up at noon. The first thing I noticed when she woke up was that Ding Ge looked at me drowsily with a particularly cute expression. I smiled and said softly, "I'm awake."

Ding Ge gave a soft "Yes."

I touched her forehead again. It wasn't hot, so I asked, "How do you feel now?"

Ding Ge frowned, "No strength."

Hey, you're sick. You must be in a different state. I said, "Are you hungry now?"

"I still have no appetite." Ding Ge's mouth was slightly tilted.

"You have to eat something if you don't have an appetite. I'll make some porridge for you. Have some more." It's like this, how can you eat more irregularly?

"All right then." Ding Ge had no choice but to agree.

So I went out to the supermarket to buy something and came back to cook some stomach porridge for Ding Ge. Ding Ge didn't drink too much. After eating porridge, she lay on the sofa again.

"Why are you so sick?" Ding Ge said with a bitter smile.

"Of course! Take a good day off today and ask for leave tomorrow. Don't go to work. You're not in the right state. Take a break."

Ding Ge thought about it and said, "Take a look tomorrow. I don't think tomorrow will be enough."

"You're a girl. Why are you fighting like this?"

"No. It's just work." Ding Ge asked again, "I've been rather busy lately, and I haven't been to your hotel. How's the hotel business now?"

"Not bad."

I told Ding Ge about the implementation of the activities we discussed that day. Guzheng wrote a lot of articles for us, which were very good. When I talked about Guzheng, I clearly felt Ding Ge's insecure and vulnerable posture.

"Where's your camera? Does it work?" Ding Ge thought about it and asked again.

"It works."

Indeed, even if it was a mission photo like taking a lucky dish, I still had a feeling that I couldn't get enough of it. Holding a camera of my own in my hand, I felt very happy in my heart. Especially when listening to the sound of the shutter, there will be an indescribable pleasure, feeling that the sound is so pleasant.

I was afraid that dinger would be tired, so I kept talking to Ding Ge about the restaurant, trying to make her listen more and talk less.

At the same time, I was wondering when I would tell dinger about persuading her to go home. Now that dinger was sick, she didn't want to worry about anything else.

After thinking about it, I didn't mention it, but simply talked to Ding Ge.

This was a rare opportunity. Ding Ge and I didn't have many opportunities to be alone. So I spent the whole afternoon with Ding Ge, and she didn't tell me to leave, so of course I won't.

Just like that, an afternoon of laziness passed in my conversation with Ding Ge.

In the evening, I was responsible for the food of her again. I looked at her and asked, "What would you like to eat tonight?"

Ding Ge looked at me awkwardly and said, "I still have no appetite."

When I heard her say that, I was a little angry and said, "How can this work? What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"I just want to lie down like this. I don't want to eat anything."

"Pigs know how to eat. Why are you worse than pigs?" I joked with Ding Ge.

"Xing Yun!" Ding Ge gritted his teeth and glared at me.

I comforted him again, "I can't eat it. Well, I guess you don't want to eat the greasy ones either. I'll give you some noodle soup."

Ding Ge nodded obediently.

I smiled and said, "That's what I'm doing!"

My gaze was a completely indulgent one, and I'm afraid I didn't even notice it.

I stood up to go out, but Ding Ge suddenly sat up and said, "I'll go with you."

"Take a good rest. I'll be back soon."

"No," Ding Ge said, stretching his body, "I've been lying down all day. I've come down to exercise. I'm so tired."

I think so. After lying down for a day and doing some exercise, she didn't stop dinger and went out with her.

In the evening, the streets flowed and Ding Ge and I walked on the sidewalk.

Because Ding Ge was still in a bad state of mind, I didn't dare to walk fast. The two of them walked slowly. Ding Ge put his hands in his jacket pocket and walked inside me.

I feel so lucky to be able to drink dinger like this and walk on the street. And ever since I had the idea of getting back together with Ding Ge in my heart, the repression that I used to face Ding Ge was gone, although there would still be a lot of shame.

In the past, when I was walking with Ding Ge, Ding Ge always liked to put one hand around my arm, and I put my hand in my pants pocket and let Ding Ge hold my arm. That feeling was so sweet, with such a beautiful girlfriend snuggling up to me, my vanity was greatly satisfied.

So, Ding Ge put his hand in his pocket, and I inevitably felt a little empty, a person put his hand in his pocket did not have the usual natural and unrestrained.

Ding Ge and I walked to a pedestrian street. Ding Ge suddenly became interested and said to me, "Let's not go back and cook. Let's eat on the street."

I nodded. Since Ding Ge has an appetite, it's okay to eat more on the street.

As a result, Ding Ge quickened his pace, and the two of us shuttled through the crowd.

"Hurry up!" Ding Ge seemed to smell something. I could see the greedy expression on her face at a glance. She turned and urged me.

"Why don't you walk so fast? It's better to slow down." I'm a little worried about Ding Ge's health.

"I'm fine. Let's go."

At this moment, dinger looked at me and smiled gently. Naturally, she took my arm and dragged me forward.

At that moment, I felt as if the whole world was blurry. All the passers-by, the buildings and billboards on the street became hazy, and only Ding Ge's figure was as clear as a bell.

Time seemed to slow down. Ding Ge smiled back and her soft hair fluttered in the air. I felt as if there were feathers in my heart.

Then Ding Ge left me a back, and I didn't know how to describe it. It was as if I thought Ding Ge's back was so beautiful. Her thick black hair was draped over her shoulders. At such a close distance, I could see the trace of her hair moving around Ding Ge, and I could smell the fragrance of the shampoo mixed with it.

Even the black silk gave people a feeling of suffocation.

I followed him like a lost soul, and I couldn't help but quicken my pace, when Ding Ge let go of my arm.

I was a little lost, but it was only a few seconds and a few steps, and it was worth remembering.

Next, Ding Ge and I walked around the pedestrian street. The two of us went to a chaos shop and ate two bowls of chaos. Ding Ge still wanted to put some chili peppers, but I refused, so she glared at me and put some vinegar in it. But she didn't pay attention to it. Ding Ge was not happy and insisted on blaming me for the mistake. She insisted on changing with me.

For the sake of her illness today, I let her go and changed with her.

Ding Ge ate the delicious chaos and became very energetic.

I looked at Ding Ge with a smile on his face and wondered, can delicious food be better than medicine for eating?

After dinner, we continued to stroll around the pedestrian street. Ding Ge couldn't help but buy a few more skewers and a cup of milk tea with his other hand. I watched her mouth move and couldn't help but laugh, "You know that eating like this is bad for your stomach?"

"What's wrong?" Ding Ge looked at me as if I had eaten this way and said, "I often eat this way."

"No wonder you're sick today." I glared at her.

"It's okay. I'm not all right now." Ding Ge even turned his body in a show.

I'm a little speechless, so what's wrong with you this morning?

But looking at her bouncing around, I was naturally happy. As long as she's fine.

Just like that, I was supposed to go back to the supermarket after I went shopping, but I didn't know that I had been shopping for an hour or two. After that, we both ate about the same and started going back.

It was already dark, the streetlights on both sides of the road were lit, and the neon lights were shining brightly. The night looked so beautiful. Although there was still the hum of traffic coming and going, the noise of the crowd, and the sound of some shops, I felt very calm, or at ease, when I was with Ding Ge, my heart was very calm, and there was no feeling of chaos.

Ding Ge and I walked leisurely on the road, neither of them in a hurry. Ding Ge even walked in a straight line along the curb, with a mischievous pace that had not been seen for a long time.

As I watched her focus, the corners of my mouth inadvertently curled up.

Once in a while, Ding Ge would walk around a tree. Her figure would spin under the tree. Even without a skirt, it still gave a feeling of lightness.