"An old woman, mentioning her makes my stomach full of anger. Lock me in the bathroom for one night."
"What happened later? No, you were locked up. You don't know how to call for help?" Zhao Mengmeng's head was full of black lines.
After going on for a long time, it was all a misunderstanding, but it was the villain who caused the trouble?
Fortunately, nothing major happened.
Otherwise, Pei Yibai might be in trouble, she thought with lingering fear.
Song Weiwei rolled his eyes, "My phone is in my bag, I didn't take it with me when I went to the bathroom. It just so happened that I was off work at that time, and when I realized that it had been more than ten minutes since someone locked the door, my voice was broken." And no one came to open the door for me. And then, now, I woke up and found out I was home."
"What should I say about you? Forget it, I won't say anything. Pei Yibai must have rescued you later on. He was going crazy yesterday, and he almost tore me to pieces." Zhao Mengmeng exaggerated a bit. say.
When Pei Yibai was mentioned, Song Weiyi fell silent.
Turning her head to look in the direction of the bedroom, a serious expression rarely appeared on her pretty face.
What should she do?
This man is both loved and hated.
After hanging up the phone and returning to the room, the sound of footsteps did not wake Pei Yibai who was still sleeping.
But Song Weiyi, who had rested overnight, regained his spirit.
She squatted in front of the bed, quietly looking at Pei Yibai on the bed.
God gave him absolute grace, not only let him be born with a golden spoon in his mouth, but also gave him handsomeness and talent that ordinary people don't have.
Facing such an excellent man, probably as long as it is a woman, they will be attracted, right?
Song Weiyi supported his chin with both hands and sighed silently in his heart.
As for Wang's design, is it because of Pei Yibai that he targeted himself like this?
Thinking of this possibility, Song Weiyi's expression turned fierce, and he stared at him for a long time.
Pei Yibai breathed evenly, and his slender eyelashes densely covered his eyelids.
Song, who had nothing to do, was so bored that he counted his eyelashes.
After a few minutes, Pei Yibai opened his eyes, but before Song Weiyi could take back his finger that was pointing in the air, he stared blankly at him.
Pei Yibai also regained his sobriety in the fastest time.
"Are you awake?" The voice was obviously hoarse, and Song Weiwei could clearly see the arc in the middle of the brow when the companion was talking.
"What's the matter with your voice?" Song Weiyi stood up, pouted his lips, and lowered his posture slightly.
Anyway, he was the one who saved her yesterday, so she must not be ungrateful.
"It's okay." Pei Yibai shook his head, but felt a burning pain in his throat.
Song Weiyi looked at his face carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more strange it became.
A little red, plus his voice, and remembering that he was woken up by the heat...
Song Weiyi was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. Without saying a word, he stretched out his slender arm and put the back of his hand on Pei Yibai's forehead.
"It's so hot, Pei Yibai, you have a fever!" Song Weiyi yelled out in shock.
He has a fever! She looked at it for so long just now, but she didn't even notice it.
"It's okay, don't panic." It was rare for her face to appear flustered again, Pei Yibai's mood soared a lot, and the fever suddenly became innocuous.
While speaking, he couldn't help coughing a few times, and his voice became even hoarse.
Pei Yibai frowned, he was doing well, why are there so many things?
"It's all right, not only have a fever, but also a cough, do you still feel uncomfortable?"
"Throat is a little sore." Pei Yibai smiled slightly and replied disapprovingly.
Song Weiyi bit her lip, almost jumping at his reaction.
"Are you sick and confused? What time is it? You can still laugh?" Saying that, regardless of Pei Yibai, he ran out of the room in a hurry.
He took a cup of warm water from the water dispenser, went back to the room, and handed the cup to Pei Yibai.
"Drink a glass of water first, and go to the hospital later. If you have a fever and cough, you can't delay."
Song's only concern completely exploded at this moment. Now, the matter of divorce or not is put on the back burner. Pei Yibai is sick, so what else can she care about?
Her expression made Pei Yibai feel warm in his heart.
Looking at her expression at this moment, there is a sense of satisfaction.
"I haven't brushed my teeth yet, give me a few minutes." He shook his head, put the cup aside, got up and walked slowly into the bathroom.
"Don't touch the cold water yet." Song Weiwei clings to his back like a little tail, telling him worriedly.
Hearing her voice, Pei Yibai turned to face her and asked, "Have you finished brushing your teeth? How long have you been awake?"
He didn't even know it at all, it seemed that he was really sick and confused.
When he asked, Song Weiyi remembered that he hadn't brushed yet, shook his head, and walked into the bathroom.
Pei Yibai habitually took out the toothpaste, squeezed it onto the toothbrush, took some water, and handed it to Song Weiwei.
"Let's go together." She moved to the side, her voice was hoarse, but she couldn't hide the domineering in her words.
Looking down at the toothbrush, Song Weiyi felt extremely soft in his heart. This man always impresses himself with such details time and time again.
She didn't speak, she took the cup and toothbrush silently, and began to brush her teeth with a feeling of displeasure.
The movements of the two were reflected in the mirror, one high and the other low, the same movement and rhythm, but extremely harmonious.
After leaving the bathroom, Song Weiyi resolutely ordered Pei Yibai to drink water. "After drinking this glass of water, you change into a set of clothes, and we go to the hospital."
Pei Yibai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, listened to Song Weiyi's words, and finished drinking the water in the cup.
But he shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital."
Song Weiyi was so angry that he jumped his feet. If he was fine, would he have a fever? will cough?
"You listen to me!" She pulled Pei Yibai's hand angrily, her pretty face was slightly pink because of her anger.
"Just take some medicine."
"You're not a doctor, how can you prescribe the right medicine? It's already so hot, what if you have a high fever?" The more Song Weiyi said, the more worried he became.
Knowing Pei Yibai for so long, this was the first time seeing him sick.
Was it caused by going to save myself last night?
She felt sore in her heart, why did Pei Yibai have to be Pei Yibai?
"Not going to the hospital." Pei Yibai's voice was not loud, but his attitude was still firm.
"Pei Yibai!" Song Weiyi stomped his feet. What time is it, and you want to sing against her?
"Well, listen, go get me some medicine, it's in the medicine cabinet in the living room."
Pei Yibai sat down on the single sofa, and spoke weakly.
"I don't care, I won't take it for you, I'll accompany you to the hospital." Song Weiwei walked up to him perseveringly, took his hand, and ordered.
"Hey, stop making trouble."
"I didn't quarrel with you, Pei Yibai, go to the hospital." Song Weiwei repeated in a positive tone.
"I won't go." Pei Yibai also refused cleanly, without any room for refusal.
Did he do it on purpose? "Why don't you go?" Song Weiyi was trembling all over, glaring at him viciously, a patient who is not good at all!