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As long as I don't take the initiative to gather that memory in the early morning, there won't be any traces left behind.

This time was perfect for sleeping.

The gunfire outside has nothing to do with me.

In my sleep, there were two powerful arms around me, giving me warmth and support. His embrace was very comfortable.

I turned over lazily, and the soreness of my arm woke me up.

When he opened his eyes, it was already past ten o'clock.

My head still hurt, and my hands hurt even more. He carefully rubbed it and felt that it was a little cold in the room, so he hid himself in the blanket for a while.

Carefully opening my eyes again, I blinked a few times. How could I not remember where I was?

The spacious bedroom was almost empty. The ceiling was high and the color inside was very simple.

Several exquisite pieces of furniture, all alone in their respective corners. The air outlet of the central air-conditioning system was sending out hot air at a moderate pace.

Smoke rose from the humidifier in a corner of the bed.

I searched for a long time, but I couldn't remember where I was.

Beside his ears, there was the sound of light breathing, low, hurried, shattered …

Who?

Startled, I quickly turned my head …

Yin Yijie was lying quietly beside me, sleeping.

Oh my god! He … I … We're actually sleeping in the same bed?!

As if I'd found a temporary bomb, I jumped to my feet and tried to escape.

His body felt sore and tired, and so did his head.

After trying to escape a few times, he had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and think of his next course of action.

First I touched my clothes: neatly; properly.

Then, he turned around to look at Yin Yijie. This guy, how did he get me here?

It seemed that something was wrong … I remember, I was tired and fell down, and then I would go.

But it wasn't true. In the past, it seemed that when Yin Yiju was tired, he would carry me back. Once, he even stripped me naked and gave me a bath. But this time, why didn't he carry me back?

I got up, supported myself with my aching arms, and slowly moved toward him.

This bed...

So big!

My first painful discovery: the bed was too big for me, and it took a lot of effort just to crawl over to see him!

However, it was very strange. Although I was a bit more careful, there was still some movement. Yin Yijie had not made any movement after so long.

I stopped half a foot away from him, watching him carefully.

While thinking about my painful first lesson, I watched him study.

Although his head hurt a bit, he could still remember everything clearly. I shut my eyes helplessly. The mechanical scenes were reviving in my head, making me feel pained.

However, Yin Yijie had no intention of waking up.

His breathing was heavy and painful; his face had a peculiar red hue, and his lips were pale;

Ye Zichen frowned slightly, as if he was still suffering, or suppressing something …

However, this feeling was clearly different from last night.

My heart tightened, and I quickly went over to take a good look at him.

Very cliché, I continued to touch his forehead: hot!

Touch his face: burn!

His lips had lost their allure, leaving behind a faded bleakness. The occasional uneasy opening, very light, very painful feeling.

What now?

I quickly shook him and wanted to call out to him, but in the end, I didn't know what to call him.

After a long, long time … Yin Yijie slowly pulled me in front of him and pulled the blanket over me with great effort. Then, he pulled me in and wrapped me in it …

My arms and hands hurt, but when I touched him, I put my head against his chest and listened to his steady heartbeat.

To think that she felt so at peace with herself... Reliable.

He was fully dressed, no longer dejected from the night. What remained behind him was melancholy.

"Are you cold?" Yin Yijie put his arm around my shoulders, gently caressed my face, kissed me and asked.

When I got out of bed, I was a little cold, but not too cold.

I slightly curled up in his arms, shook my head, and asked him, "How are you? Has the medicine passed? Now … It seems to be sick. Call a doctor? "

He will take care of me when I am sick, and he will hold me;

But he's sick, and he still has to carry me … Should he get better quickly?

I need someone to watch over me, and I want to have a good New Year. It's best if he stays with me.

I want to have a good New Year. It's best if he stays with me.

However, it seemed impossible now.

"Alright. I'm just a little tired, I need some rest, and I still have to go out to play in the afternoon. " Yin Yijie carefully stroked my hair, tidied it up and placed it beside the pillow, forming a dark cloud.

Occasionally, he would place one under his nose to smell it. It felt very fragrant.

His current appearance, tired and sickly, but his black eyes shining, was the healthiest place in his body, which convinced me that he should be fine. The blush on his face seemed to have faded a little, while his lips turned rosy, making him look good.

His arm was still weak, but it was enough to hold me.

His hand kept stroking my hair and face, but he avoided my hand.

This... It should be a topic that we avoid even if we want to.

He knew I must be feeling a little bad, so he let me lie down and gave me a little squeeze to make me feel better.

I wondered if he would be able to press me more comfortably if he was all right and his hands were strong.

However, this was also good. Since he was sick, he could not go around and stay at home.

Although they weren't able to celebrate the New Year together, they still stayed together to guard the year.

Ignore that.

Isn't it nice to be able to be together with me and warm up each other's bodies?

I thought for a moment and asked, "You were so cold last night. Are you sick?" What's the matter this afternoon? Otherwise, I won't go out. "

"Take Ke Er out to play." I already told him. "

Yin Yijie looked at me seriously, as if taking me out to play and fulfill his responsibility as his guardian is a huge matter that only exists in the world. He looks forward to it and is solemn at the same time.

He kissed my forehead and said, "My physique is good, so I'll be fine after a rest. Ke Er was tired, so she decided to sleep a little more … "Hmm, can you get another person to take care of you?"

Concussive. Going out to play?

I'm not a baby!

I curled my lips and firmly shook my head. "I'm not going. If there's anything else you need to go out for, that's fine. Why are you so anxious to go out and play? No matter how good your physique is, you won't be able to withstand the cold. I don't want to take care of patients. "

Tsk, just his delicate appearance last night was enough for me to suffer.

I really have no interest in taking care of him again.

Moreover, his current state definitely wasn't the kind of situation where he could just take a break.

Although I don't have a glorious high fever like this, it's still not far from it.

Yin Yijie frowned and looked at me with regret. He felt depressed.

My guardian's haughty self-esteem had been severely destroyed by me. He was in so much pain that he wished that he were dead. This time... It can be fun. "You've learned so well, the Gu family knows how to live, and you're even so sweet …"

Yeah! I pulled the corner of my mouth. I was extremely disdainful and disdainful!

If I keep on praising it, I'll be Liu Hulan.

I said, "You're always busy. After everything was done. How much was there to be afraid of? Why did he have to be in such a hurry? "Today, if you want to go, go by yourself. I'm not going."

It's not that I'm understanding, it's just that...

I was raised by my guardian. It would be great if I could give stutters a place to live and read.

Besides, my father doesn't fully fulfill his responsibilities and responsibilities as a father. No matter how much I wish for others to do, heaven cannot tolerate this.

Besides, Yin Yijie has been very good to me. I think I should be satisfied.

Be content and content, at least for the good of others.

If he still wanted something better, then he would have to work hard and there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Yin Yijie obviously didn't agree with me, but he was still familiar with my attitude.

Closing his sad eyes, he lowered his head and protested, protesting in his own way.

A deep and shallow kiss spoke of all that was on his mind …

I don't know which of his nerves was wrong, but it was slowly pressing down on me, kissing me, not letting go for a long time.

Amidst the endless kisses, there was the deep love, entanglement and helplessness of a depressed prince.

The sickly fragility melted into his kiss, adding a certain charm to it.

Slowly, we all became unwilling to let go …

He didn't know what he wanted to catch …

It just kept on, over and over again, kissing …

"Dong …" "BOOM!"

The quiet knocking on the door was very comfortable.

I … She was suddenly shocked and trembled all over. Other than YU Wang who was just jumped up, there was also depression.

I … I am here, now, sleeping on Yin Yijie's bed, in his arms, right under him. What would happen if someone saw me?

I completely crumble!

Comfortable, you really came at the right time to pull me back to reality?

With the current situation, can I make myself clear?

Can I explain anything to him?

Besides, what did I do at night?

Don't even mention how shameful it was, it was already like that. If they were to say that I was a complete relic, how many people would believe it? Crazy!

Yin Yijie's eyes lit up as he lowered his head and kissed me. He said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, it's comfortable."

Err … His words sounded very strange. What did he mean by 'don't be afraid'?

Comfortable, comfortable … I, I was feeling very comfortable, but now, I feel very uncomfortable all over!

"Come in …" Yin Yijie supported himself up with one hand and pressed me with the other, not allowing me to move.

I quickly crawled under the covers, shivering. How disgraceful!

Even though I'm not some pure and innocent girl, being discovered like a scoundrel in bed, I still … How embarrassing!

The bed was very dry. It had the faint scent of Yin Yijie's body and the thick smell of sweat. It seemed that he had been sweating a lot since he had fallen asleep. Most likely, he was sweating cold sweat. Well, he must be sick!

What the hell? He was still struggling when he wasn't in a good condition, but he didn't let me go back to my room just now. F * * k!

Sweat! Now I hate someone, hate him!

Comfortable or good, probably knowing I was under the covers, he finished his sentence quickly, closed the window, closed the door, and left.

Concussive! Did he know there was someone in the blanket?!

Then wouldn't it be a waste for me to hide? He already knew?!