Chapter 172

Shen Shiyuan looked down at the people in front of him. His heart was sour.

He raised his hand and put her in his arms: "it's OK, you and me."

She did not speak, her face against his chest, tears fell.

Ning Huan was ill. After returning from the cemetery, he began to have a fever.

Shen Shiyuan asked the family doctor to come, but didn't send Ning Huan to the hospital.

This winter is colder than ever. After Ning Huan got sick, she was a little confused. She took medicine every day and went to sleep. She didn't eat much. She couldn't eat a bowl of porridge for a meal.

After the drip, Ning Huan's fever just went down, but it started again in the middle of the night.

After her illness, Ning Huan was miserable. Her face was burning red, and she lay in bed with her eyes closed. In her mouth, she kept shouting: "grandma, grandma --"

one by one, her voice was thin and small, which made her heart ache.

Shen Shiyuan took the medicine with warm water and picked the man up from the bed: "Ninghuan?"

She didn't know if she was confused. She raised her hand and grasped his hand. Her eyes were full of tears: "three little, I have no relatives, don't you want me!"

Two people together for so long, this is the first time that she is so fragile and true to her.

Shen San Shao, who was outside, lowered his head completely at this moment.

Shen Shiyuan raised his hand and stroked the messy broken hair on her forehead. He bowed his head to kiss her: "darling, take medicine first."

She seemed to be sober, so she looked at him and did not speak.

Shen Shiyuan spread the antipyretic medicine in the palm of his hand and sent it to her mouth.

Probably bitter, she frowned, raised his hand to her lips cup, swallowed the medicine.

"It's hard."

She frowned and looked at him pitifully.

Shen San Shao felt that his heart was soft. His heart was so tightly tied by her that he couldn't let it go.

In the second half of the night, Ning Huan's fever subsided. She was so confused that she had forgotten what she had said and done.

When I got up the next day, Ning Huan's spirit was much better. At least the fever had completely subsided.

After washing and going out, she came across Shen Shiyuan.

He estimated that he would come in to wake her up. Seeing that she had washed well, he picked her eyebrows and put his hand on her forehead: "fever has gone away?"

Ning Huan face some red, but did not dodge, nodded: "fever."

Because of grandma's business, Ning Huan hasn't been back to the dance company for many days. She had a performance in mid January, but she had to push it.

Shen Shiyuan's eyes stopped on her face: "hungry?"

Ning Huan was a little embarrassed and nodded: "well."

After catching a cold, Ning Huan's voice changed and became hoarse.

He chuckled and led her out. Breakfast was already on the table.

Ning Huan always feels that Shen San is not the same today, but she has to tell her what is different. She can't tell.

Generally speaking, Shen sanshao is in a very good mood today. He seldom teases her.

Grandma's death has become a fact. No matter how hard it is, life will always go on.

Ning Huan insists on going to the dance troupe the next day when her fever subsides. Shen sanshao seldom interferes in her private affairs. Before, Gu chengrang kicked her in the waist, which has swollen up. He didn't force her to cultivate at home.

At this point, Ning Huan has to admit that Shen Shiyuan really respects her.

He did not ask her to be completely dependent on him, nor would he ask her to give up her career and work.

If it wasn't for his own experience, Ning Huan would never believe it, and Shen Shiyuan would respect the other half's choice. After all, he is famous for being overbearing and tough in city A.

Thinking of these, Ning Huan couldn't help laughing.

"Ning Huan, are you ok?"

Ning Huan was a little surprised to hear someone call him.

She has been in the dance company for nearly a year, and her relationship with the people inside is not particularly bad, but no one will take the initiative to say hello to her.

She put down her bag and looked up at Hu Yanping. Thinking of what she had said before, she shook her head: "I'm ok, thank you."

She has just had a cold, and her voice is not good.

"You're not well yet. In fact, you can take another two days off, and the annual leave will come soon."

With that, Hu Yanping felt that she was saying something wrong, and then she denied it: "Hey, what do you think I'm saying? Ning Huan, you like ballet so much, how can you stand staying at home?"

Ning Huan looked at her and laughed: "I'm much better."

What Hu Yanping usually sees most is Ning Huan's cold face. Now when she sees her smile at herself, she doesn't know what's the matter with her. A woman's face turns red by a woman's smile.Hu Yanping said nothing more and went out in embarrassment.

Ning Huan looked at her back and found for the first time that the dance group also had such lovely people.

Hu Yanping is right. It's January 18th now, and the annual leave will be in about half a month. Recently, the dance troupe really has nothing to do. Even Wang Yao has relaxed her demands on them.

But in March after the year, there will be an international competition, both group and individual.

Ning Huan was not qualified to take part in the dance last year because she did not stay in the dance company for a full year. This year, she is bound to take part.

Because there was no competition, I got off work on time at noon.

Ning Huan always eats lunch by herself. As soon as she comes out of the gate of the dance group, she is stopped by Ning Zhong: "Ning Huan!"

Seeing the visitor, Ning Huan's face suddenly became cold: "uncle, I don't know what's the matter?"

Ninghuan don't understand, Ningzhong is her Pro uncle, but again and again let ningzhiqing will force her to a dead end.

Ning Zhong didn't mind her attitude: "I haven't seen you for many days. I heard that your grandmother passed away. I just want to see you."

Everything goes to the three treasures hall.

For Ning Zhong, Ning Huan didn't believe his lies since he was 16 years old.

It's a pity that she grew up too late. She was too late to stay in the company.

"I'm fine, uncle. As you can see, I'm going to have dinner."

She didn't show any affection, but Ning Zhong didn't seem to mind: "just in time, I haven't had dinner with you for a long time. Shall we have dinner together?"

Ning Huan subconsciously wants to say no, but she knows that Ning Zhong is a man with a good face. It's obvious that he can pull down his face to find her.

She wanted to see what tricks the respectable man wanted to play: "in that case, I'll invite uncle to dinner."

She said, raising her legs and going straight ahead. Ning Zhong looked at her behind, his face turned blue, but he thought of the recent terrible things, as long as he bit his teeth to follow up.

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