Chapter 427

"Sister?" Shen Che looked at Shen Anzhi with a worried face.

Shen Anzhi gave him a soothing look and hurriedly put his fingers into the cold water.

"It's all right! Ah Che goes back to the room to draw first, okay? "

Shen Che hesitated for a moment and returned to the room with a starfish pillow.

Shen Che is particularly lovely when painting. He is no longer afraid of the raging wind and rain outside the window, but is blindly immersed in his own beautiful world.

Shen Anzhi made the porridge, and the symptoms of headache showed no sign of abating.

She raised her hand and touched her forehead. The temperature was a little high. She should have a fever.

Quietly appeared behind Shen Che. Looking at his paintings, Shen Anzhi's heart began to twist like a knife again.

Shen Che finished the last stroke, and his eyes looked at Shen Anzhi like bright obsidian, "sister, brother-in-law."

She had guessed that the man he wrote must be Huo Tingyu. Although she had already guessed, her heart still hurt badly when she heard him say so.

"Ah Che, we should have porridge."

Shen Che nodded heavily, and a relaxed smile appeared between his eyebrows.

After eating the porridge, Shen Anzhi felt like he was on a stove, and there seemed to be countless bombers bombing in his head, with a splitting headache.

Shen Che didn't know how to take care of Shen Anzhi with fever. He had to worry. Finally, he began to cry.

"Sister!"

Shen Anzhi raised his eyelids and said in a hoarse voice, "ah Che, don't be afraid! I'll just sleep. "

Shen Che was so anxious that he shook her and cried.

Shen Anzhi didn't dare to sleep. He was afraid that as long as he really slept, Shen Che would sneak out of the cabin.

I don't know how long it took. In a daze, she seemed to see a figure. She couldn't see who it was. She just whispered subconsciously: "Tingyu..."

Jingrui's heart was like being stabbed into countless blunt knives, suddenly splitting his blood filled heart into a huge hole, so that the blood color on his face almost faded.

"Sister!"

Shen Anzhi was confused for a day and a night because of fever, and Shen Che was hungry for nearly a day and a night.

When Shen Che's sad and worried cry came into Jingrui's ears, Jingrui suddenly took back his drifting thoughts, but quickly found the fever medicine and helped Shen Anzhi feed it.

"Ah Che, have you eaten these days?"

As soon as the storm abated, he insisted on coming back despite Dhaka's opposition.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the porridge pot at the door was empty. He pulled it hard in his heart.

He had prepared enough rice noodles before. If something hadn't happened to Shen Anzhi, the pot wouldn't be empty.

Shen Che shook his head.

Jingrui helps Shen Anzhi tuck in the quilt. Just now, with a heartache like a knife twist, Jingrui goes out to help Shen Anzhi cook porridge and make fish soup for Shen Che.

Shen Che has been with Shen Anzhi, learning from Jing Rui, and from time to time reaches out to touch Shen Anzhi's forehead.

Jingrui moved quickly. He called Shen Che over and filled him with fish soup. "Let's drink fish soup. Your sister's fever will soon go down."

He looked at Shen Anzhi with dry lips and felt very sad.

If he didn't come back as soon as possible, he didn't know how much crime Shen Anzhi would suffer.

"It's delicious!" Shen Che smiled foolishly.

Jingrui patted Shen Che on the shoulder and went to the room.

Special antipyretic. Shen Anzhi's fever soon subsided. She looked at Jing Rui weakly.

"ARI!"

"Sorry, Anzhi." Jingrui helped her fasten her hair close to her cheeks behind her ears. "I shouldn't have left here in this weather."

Shen Anzhi barely bent his lips at him, "ARI, I don't blame you!"

"Why not?" Jingrui clenched her hand in the palm. "I'm going to die of guilt!"

Shen Anzhi pursed his lips, "I don't blame you!"

"What are you doing out in the storm?"

The wooden house is very strong. There will be no problem except that there may be a power failure.

"Ah Che's painting was blown away by the wind..."

Jingrui nodded and changed the subject. "I made you porridge. Would you like some?"

Shen Anzhi gave a "um" sound.

"Wait a minute."

He went outside and filled Shen Anzhi with porridge. Shen Che was sitting in his room painting.

He paused and couldn't figure out what kind of precious painting it was that could make Shen Che chase out regardless.

He took the porridge back into the room, sat down next to Shen Anzhi, scooped a spoonful of porridge, put it close to her mouth to cool it, and handed it to her mouth.

Shen Anzhi just felt that the porridge was extremely fragrant and waxy.

"It's delicious."

He raised his hand to help her wipe off the porridge stains on the corners of her mouth. "I'm trapped in the fisherman's home in Dhaka these days. I'm worried about you. Unfortunately, my mobile phone has no signal."

"I'm fine!" Her voice was hoarse, like rough sandpaper.

She is not good enough. She is not ready to take care of Shen Che alone. Otherwise, she will never let Shen Che starve and make herself ill.

"Anzhi, I will never leave casually in the future and let you face all this alone!" Jingrui looks solemn and promises.

Shen Anzhi took a deep breath, "ARI, I have an idea."

Jingrui can see that Shen Anzhi seems to have something to say, "Anzhi, what do you want to say?"

"I want to get out of here."

"Why?" Jingrui's voice was very high because he was too surprised.

"Ah Rui, although it's very quiet here, it's too closed. Once you encounter such weather, if there is any emergency, it's just that it doesn't work every day and the ground shouldn't!"

Even if Jingrui can always accompany them, they will still be trapped on this island without fever medicine, rice noodles and fresh water.

After all, she can't be so selfish and let Jingrui bear with them what he shouldn't bear.

"An Zhi!" Jingrui looked at her. "Do you want to drive me away again? Because I didn't come back on time, did I? "

The wrinkles between Shen Anzhi's eyebrows deepened. Unexpectedly, Jing Rui, who once fell into a dilemma and came like a knight, would be cautious everywhere.

Did she put too much pressure on him?

Or something else?

Shen Anzhi shook his head, "ARI, it's not like that!"

"What on earth is that?" Jingrui is puzzled.

When he hurried back, the first thing he heard was Shen Anzhi shouting Huo Tingyu's name, which hurt him more than anything.

However, because Shen An is ill, he can not care.

But now?

She is clearly clear-minded. Why should she still do this?

"ARI, listen to me!"

"Don't want to hear!" Jingrui's eyebrows have twisted out vertical lines, "Anzhi, I know the bad things you've experienced, but give me a chance and don't always try to drive me away, okay?"