When Xiao Bao heard Zhao Zhizhi's words, he looked up at her as if thinking about something important.
Zhao Zhizhi sees Xiaobao like this, looks at him with gentle eyes, does not open his mouth to urge Xiaobao, but gives him enough time to think.
After a day, Xiaobao also slowly calms down, and Zhao Zhizhi and Li Xiting make arrangements for song Yishan's funeral. He knows that they are helping song Yishan.
Xiaobao is sad about song Yishan's death. Yesterday, he didn't scold everyone rationally. But now he calms down and looks at what Li Xiting and Zhao Zhizhi have done, and his resentment in his heart has disappeared more than half.
But what's more, Xiaobao still thinks that Zhao Zhizhi killed song Yishan
It took Xiaobao a minute to turn around and leave with Dabao in silence.
When Dabao saw Xiaobao, he immediately reached out and took Xiaobao's hand. He felt that Xiaobao's hands were so cold. He gently rubbed Xiaobao's hands and said, "your hands are so cold! Let's go back quickly
Xiaobao walked quietly behind Dabao.
Li Xiting and Zhao Zhizhi are quietly concerned about Xiaobao at this time and dare not say too much to Xiaobao. In fact, they understand that Xiaobao's inner feelings are too complex now. What they say will make Xiaobao have psychological pressure, so it is most suitable for dabaolai to communicate with Xiaobao.
That night, when Xiaobao came home, he had a high fever and kept shouting, "Mom, I don't want you to die."
"Mom, why do you want to leave me? I feel bad here."
"Mom..."
Zhao Zhizhi is also distressed to see Xiaobao like this. He has been taking care of Xiaobao all night. Li Xiting and Dabao are also helping. Dabao people can't hold on until midnight and fall asleep first.
Li Xiting and Zhao Zhizhi take turns taking care of Xiaobao.
"Go and rest! You have work to do tomorrow. I'll take care of Xiao Bao. " Zhao Zhizhi looked at Li Xiting and said softly.
"Tomorrow's work is very simple. I can't sleep now. I can accompany you." Li Xiting gently took Zhao Zhizhi's shoulder and said softly.
When Zhao Zhizhi heard Li Xiting's words, he nodded his head gently, and then her eyes fell on Xiaobao's red face. She was sad for a while, and her voice choked and said, "it's all because we didn't protect Xiaobao well in those years, so he has to face such complicated things at such a young age."
Xiaobao's face, let them adults to face, do not know how to do, let alone only a few years old he.
Yesterday, Xiaobao fainted because he was too worried and emotional. Now he has a high fever, which makes Zhao Zhizhi want to take the place of Xiaobao.
Under the careful care of Li Xiting and Zhao Zhizhi, Xiaobao's fever subsided in the morning. Zhao Zhizhi was so tired that he fell asleep beside his bed.
Xiaobao youyou wakes up and sees Zhao Zhizhi beside the bed. His little hand wants to reach out and touch her. The next second he thinks of something, he immediately shrinks back and just stares at Zhao Zhizhi with his dark eyes.
When he has a fever, he sometimes falls asleep and sometimes wakes up. No matter when he wakes up, he can see Zhao Zhizhi and Li Xiting. In particular, Zhao Zhizhi gently wipes sweat for him and helps him cover the quilt. Sometimes he feels too bad, and she gently massages him to reduce the pain.
Xiaobao felt that she was so bad to her, why she was so good to him, which moved him and made him feel guilty for betraying his mother.
If Zhao Zhizhi hated him and scolded him, he would be relieved instead of suffering like now.