Mo Yuhan's face slightly slowed down after taking the medicine.
At the beginning of the time, what should be done and said has been said, and I don't stay in this room any more.
Just did not expect the body just got up half, heard the bedside slowly leisurely to spread a sound.
"For example?"
He was quiet, but she heard every word clearly.
"You can spend more time on meditation. No matter how many people's company and teaching are not as direct and effective as your words and deeds. I also know that Morse group can't do without you, but it also needs reasonable arrangement."
“……” Mo Yuhan was silent and closed his eyes. At the beginning of the day, he could not tell whether he was asleep or listening.
"You should have your own life."
At the beginning of the time, he said a sentence faintly, which seemed to be familiar.
Usually, Du Zile said these words to her.
Apart from work, you also need to have your own personal space.
People are not working machines. They need adjustment and support.
Once the work as the whole of life, then people will gradually numb.
"For example?"
He said these two words in a low voice with a low voice, which was very charming in the quiet room.
At the beginning of the day, his fingers trembled slightly, his eyelids drooped, and he said in a casual voice, "maybe you should have a woman around you to take care of you, so that you can have a center of gravity in your life. The teacher Xu I saw last time is also a good candidate."
She mentioned the name with some duplicity. It seemed that Mo Yuhan had a good attitude towards her.
At the beginning of the day, he wanted to know what Mo Yuhan thought in his heart, so he pretended not to care.
"Well." There was a heavy grunt in his nose, as if he were in agreement with the original point of view.
At the beginning of that time, he frowned and saw that he was still closed his eyes. He had a kind of ambiguous meaning in his heart.
"She is really good. She is gentle and sweet. She has a sweet voice. She is patient when she takes care of her thoughts. She should also be a good wife in life." Her lips were stiff, and it was somewhat unnatural to say that.
"Well." He is light to send out a voice, not anxious, do not listen to care or not.
At the beginning of the day, the more I heard it, the more bored I felt, and I thought, is it really as she thought?
Is there really an unusual relationship between Mo Yuhan and that teacher Xu?
"If I knew that, I would ask Mr. Xu to come here. You don't need to take medicine for your illness."
At the beginning of the day, she could not help saying this on purpose. Even she did not expect that she would speak like this in front of Mo Yuhan.
Mo Yuhan's face was heavy, and he didn't show any reaction when he heard the speech. He just seemed to have a smile on his lips.
He didn't respond. At first, he seemed more angry and simply got up.
"No more interruptions. Goodbye."
"Sit down."
He opened his mouth lightly, his eyes were still closed.
Looking at him at the beginning, I felt angry and pitiful.
I think she's a bit out of order now, and she's a little out of breath compared to him.
"Well, I won't tell you that. Anyway, we have already agreed that we will not interfere with each other except to take care of the little league."
This is what she said to herself. She secretly warned herself not to show too much emotion in front of Mo Yuhan.
"Is that what you really want?" His voice is very light, with hoarse low, people can not hear clearly.
"What do you want or don't want, now it's the first thing to take care of the children. As long as the children can grow up healthily and happily, the rest is not important."
At the beginning of the day, some people said that they should not be confused in front of Mo Yuhan.
Mo Yuhan is still silent, when he first saw him like this, I think it may be medicine, he sleepy.
At the beginning of his eyes quietly looking at his side face, the heart actually has a kind of unspeakable feeling.
A lot of words, originally want to say directly, but somehow, words to the mouth always choked down.
Maybe she lacks a little courage emotionally.
Or think, this matter should be made by Mo Yuhan.
She is still used to passivity.
More used to letting it go.
……
At the beginning of this time, he saw Mo Yuhan's symmetrical breath coming from his bed, got up and turned off the lamp beside his bed.
The room was dark, and she slowly withdrew from the room, leaning against the faint moonlight from the window.
Her mood is complex, turned to read the bedroom, took a bath, with the Niannian rest.
When it was not early, she thought that she was sleeping deeply. As soon as she noticed the movement, she opened her eyes and looked at her.
"Auntie pretty, you're here. I thought you'd stay in your room with Daddy tonight.""Your father is taking medicine to rest now. It's not early. You have to go to bed."
Niannian blinked her eyes and held her arm at the beginning of her arms. She said sweetly, "good night."
The night is as deep as ink, and the light of the city is gradually fading away, enveloped in a quiet atmosphere.
In the morning, Niannian is still sleeping in bed, and the fixed biological clock at the beginning has made her awake from her sleep.
She took a look at the time of the bedside alarm clock, got up and changed her clothes, and subconsciously walked to Mo Yuhan's room.
She left the door unlocked last night, so she went in this morning with the door open.
The curtain on the window sill was half pulled, and a faint light was shining through the window sill, vaguely reflecting the outline of the room.
Mo Yuhan was sleeping deeply. At the beginning of the day, he went to his side and saw his beautiful quiet face. He stretched out his hand and gently explored the temperature of his forehead.
His forehead is not so hot. It seems that he was forced to take medicine last night.
But at the beginning of the day, he was still worried. He took the thermometer beside him to measure the temperature of his body.
The thermometer beside the bed is still the traditional one. At the beginning of the day, he had to gently lift Mo Yuhan's quilt and put the thermometer under his armpit. But somehow, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his deep and cold eyes startled Shichu.
At the beginning of the day, I just checked Mo Yuhan to see if she had a fever, but now he looked at it like this, which made her feel guilty. "I can't rest assured of you. I specially asked me to come and see your condition. Just now I'm just helping you take your temperature. Don't get me wrong."
"What would I misunderstand?" Compared with last night, Mo Yuhan is now a lot of sober, listening to the beginning of this for their own explanation, not slow to ask a question.
"No problem. Since you don't think much about it, it's OK. You can take your thermometer later. If the fever has not completely subsided, take some more medicine. Don't let aunt Xia and Niannian worry about you any more."
"And you?" Mo Yuhan suddenly asked, his deep and sharp eyes were staring at her.
"I'm worried, of course..." At the beginning, I looked at him and then added, "because if you're not well, I want to stay with you. What if you get sick?"