The south branch is warm, the north branch is cold

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Was it better that Chi Qiao didn't give her the key at that time? If she didn't have the key to her house, would she have turned around and left?If not, there wouldn't be such a hurtful conversation.

Or, Chi Qiao has actually changed the door lock, and she doesn't need to return the key at all. She should be more respectable. This key should not be kept, and there is no need to return it. Wen Yan raised her hand to knock on the door, see Looking at the key in her hand, she felt a little bit reluctant. Perhaps this was the only thing she could keep that was related to Chi Qiao.

Thinking of this, Wen Yan let go of the knock, and suddenly didn't want to give it back to her, and turned around to leave, but the elevator opened at this moment, and Chi Qiao saw Wen Yan when she came out of the elevator.

This scene is a bit like when Chi Qiao was deeply involved in Internet violence before. At that time, Wen Yan helped her vent her anger immediately after learning the news, clarified for her, and even ran to see her specially. She also saw Wen Yan as soon as she got out of the elevator. .

Wen Yan didn't expect to meet Chi Qiao either. Shouldn't she be reading in the bedroom at this time?Thinking of this, Wen Yan was still laughing at herself that she knew Chi Qiao so well.

"I, come and return the key." Wen Yan opened her mouth and held the key in her palm.

Chi Qiao walked over and reached out to get the key, but Wen Yan suddenly withdrew her hand, and both of them froze for a moment.

Chi Qiao stretched out her hand again, Wen Yan didn't move this time, but Chi Qiao stretched out her hand directly and raised it to touch her forehead.

"Are you sick?" The place Chi Qiao touched was a little hot, and when he withdrew his hand, he took the key from Wen Yan's palm and opened the door.

Wen Yan didn't answer, but just looked at the empty palm, her five fingers curled up slightly, it's time to go, there is no reason to stay this time, except that she just touched the temperature she left behind, she really didn't leave anything behind She's about something.

Chi Qiao turned her head, took Wen Yan's hand and put the key back: "If you can't bear it, don't give it back to me."

After speaking, he dragged Wen Yan into the house again, found antipyretics, went to the kitchen to pour warm water, and carefully tested the temperature of the water.

Afraid that Wen Yan would feel hot, she sipped the chuī lightly, passed the water over, and carefully opened the package of the antipyretic medicine. After watching her take it, she asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Wen Yan shook her head, the antipyretic medicine she just took was a bit bitter, and all her taste buds could feel the bitter taste.

"Then go lie down first, don't sleep, I'll cook, soon." He reached out and took the water glass from Wen Yan's hand, got up and went to the kitchen to cook.

Worrying that she would be sick and lose her appetite, Chi Qiao also specially made some side dishes for the meal, and put some vinegar in it, thinking that it might whet the appetite.

After saying those words, Chi Qiao didn't relax too much. Instead, she regretted the moment Wen Yan opened the door and left, but she was afraid that her entanglement would make Wen Yan difficult.

After a day of being muddleheaded, after work, I didn't dare to go downstairs when I walked downstairs. I was afraid of thinking of Wen Yan and their sweet or bitter past, so I ran to the river to take a bath.

Putting the finished porridge and side dishes on the tea table, Wen Yan did not obediently go to rest. Instead, she sat on the sofa holding the key that Chi Qiao had just stuffed into her hand in a daze.

Raising her hand to test the temperature of Wen Yan's forehead, Chi Qiao frowned slightly after feeling that it was still a little hot.

After carrying the bowl, picked up the spoon to chuī cool and then fed it to Wen Yan's mouth.

Wen Yan didn't move, she looked at Chi Qiao.

Chi Qiao withdrew the spoon again, and the pain in his eyes was about to overflow: "Is it uncomfortable? Then, I will take you to the hospital?"

Wen Yan shook her head.

Chi Qiao picked up the bowl again, and fed it again. This time, Wen Yan opened her mouth slightly, and stretched out her hand to push it away after taking a few mouthfuls.

Seeing that there was still half a bowl left, Chi Qiao frowned indistinctly, put away the things, walked back, and directly reached out to hug Wen Yan.

"Qiao Qiao, I need it." Wen Yan wrapped her arms around Chi Qiao's neck and whispered something in her ear.

He carried Wen Yan to the bed in the bedroom, carefully covered her with a quilt, and before she got up, Wen Yan pulled her down: "You sleep with me."

Chi Qiao didn't refuse, and the two of them got into the quilt without even changing their clothes.

Wen Yan reached out and picked up Chi Qiao's arm, turned over, huddled in Chi Qiao's arms, put her arms around her waist, and sighed contentedly.

Gently patted Wen Yan's back, lowered his head and kissed her forehead lightly.

She wanted to do this a long time ago, but she didn't dare in the past. To her, Wen Yan was an unattainable dream, a place she was desperately trying to get close to.

Dare to do this now, but because of Wen Yan's refusal to refuse, maybe she likes herself a little bit.

In the middle of the night, Chi Qiao opened her eyes and carefully touched Wen Yan's forehead. The fever had subsided, and she put it under the quilt and touched her palm. There was a little sticky thin sweat, worried that she would not sleep well. She moved carefully again, supported the quilt with her hands to dissipate the heat, and didn't dare to move too much for fear that she would catch the cold again. When she felt that she was almost done, she stretched out her arms to hug Wen Yan tightly and closed her eyes.

After Wen Yan woke up, she felt that her drowsy brain had improved a lot. She lifted off the tight quilt and lay on her back on the bed.

Chi Qiao came in and saw this scene. When she got up in the morning, she tried Wen Yan's body temperature, and there was nothing wrong with it. She went to the closet and handed over new pajamas.

"I just bought it and haven't worn it since I washed it."

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