I love you this time of rebirth

This is the tenth new year that Ji Lanqing has spent with Hei Feng since his rebirth, and it is also the saddest new year that Ji Lanqing has spent.

Because, on the morning of New Year's Eve, Ji Lanqing found out that she had caught a cold.

Ji Lanqing, who has always been in good health, sat on the sofa with toilet paper in his nose and tears. The floor was already covered with a white layer.

Hei Feng came out of the kitchen with a glass of water and a few pills in his hand.

"Otherwise, let's go to the hospital. You can't do this." Looking at Ji Lanqing's red eyes and red nose, she looked pitiful.

"No!" Ji Lanqing muttered angrily, "Today is the New Year, so I don't want to go to the hospital."

Hei Feng sat down beside Ji Lanqing, watched the person take the cold medicine, pulled him over, and gently rubbed his temples: "Does your head still hurt, take your temperature later, if you still have a fever, you must take Go to the hospital."

Hei Feng also became nervous. It's not that Ji Lanqing never had a cold, but he had never had a cold like this before. Seeing his lover's listless look, Hei Feng felt more uncomfortable than being sick himself.

After massaging her temples for a while, she probably felt comfortable, Ji Lanqing closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.

Hei Feng watched the man fall asleep, slowly picked him up, and put him back on the bed in the bedroom.

As soon as Ji Lanqing lay down, she felt uncomfortable, and then coughed, Hei Feng hurriedly sat up with half of her arms.

Hei Feng stuffed a pillow behind Ji Lanqing, watched his lover's heavy but smooth breathing, and then slowly straightened up.

Thinking about going to the old mansion to spend the New Year with the old man today, but now seeing Ji Lanqing's appearance, it's better to forget it.

With Nannan and Beibei by their side, the old man didn't care about them at all.

Taking advantage of Ji Lanqing's falling asleep, Hei Feng went to the kitchen to cook something light. When Ji Lan woke up, he would be hungry.

After Hei Feng cleaned up and made another phone call to the old man, he heard Ji Lanqing's muffled cough coming from the bedroom.

"Where did you go? You're not here when I wake up." Ji Lanqing's eyes were blurred, and Hei Feng's heart ached for a moment because of his pitiful appearance. Butter tea, get up and drink a bowl."

Hei Feng knew that people with colds don't have a good appetite, and their mouths are even more tasteless, so he thought about making some of Ji Lanqing's favorite food, so that he could eat a little bit.

Ji Lanqing pouted, like a child begging for candy, and looked at Hei Feng coquettishly: "I want to eat butter tea, I can eat it here!"

"Here?" Hei Feng frowned, looked at Ji Lan's calm nod, a little speechless: "Okay, then wait for me to bring it to you."

Hei Feng thought that Ji Lanqing would never eat in the bedroom, no matter how tired or hungry he would go to the restaurant to eat.

At this time, Hei Feng actually wanted to eat in the bedroom, he really couldn't laugh or cry.

Hei Feng brought a bowl of buttered tea, although it wasn't as good as the one in the west of the city, but the taste was good, at least not as much as Ji Lanqing, who was before her illness, liked it very much.

Hei Feng looked at Ji Lanqing expectantly, and saw that the other party just took a sip and then looked at him with displeasure, with a mouthful of butter tea in his mouth, pouting his cheeks, like a little hamster.

"What's the matter?" Hei Feng picked up the trash can, waited until Ji Lanqing spit out the contents of his mouth, and then asked, "It's not good?" Then, he picked up a spoon and took a sip by himself: "It still tastes the same!"

"I want to add salt." Looking into Ji Lanqing's pitiful eyes, Hei Feng couldn't refuse: "Then just wait, I'll get you some salt."

Hei Feng really didn't understand what it would taste like if he added salt.

But the sickest people are the biggest ones, so just add salt if you add salt, at worst, just drink more water after a while.

However, after Hei Feng took the salt and added it, Ji Lanqing only took a sip before throwing up again: "It's not good, I want to add sugar!"

"Add, add sugar?" Hei Feng finally understood that Ji Lanqing didn't want to eat it at all, or the food was tasteless, so it would be like this for a while, and then like that for a while.

"Then you wait, I'll get it for you."

Hei Feng went directly to the kitchen to fill six bowls of buttered tea, and then brought sugar, salt, hot sauce, cumin, curry, and finally, even soy sauce and vinegar.

Ji Lanqing watched Hei Feng put all these on the bedside table, sniffed, blinked and said, "Are you going to open a grocery store?"

Hei Feng resisted the urge to touch his forehead and opened a grocery store. He just begged his grandpa to sue his grandma, he just hoped that this little ancestor could have a bite of food.

"Tell me, what flavor do you want to eat now?" Hei Feng looked at Ji Lanqing with a heroic attitude, as if he would go through fire and water if Ji Lanqing said a word.

"Then, let's have some of the same." Ji Lanqing sucked her nose, looked at Hei Feng with red eyes, with a flattering smile on the corner of her mouth: "Can you do it!"

"Okay!" Hei Feng nodded vigorously: "Why not!"

Hei Feng added them in the same way, and Ji Lanqing tasted them bit by bit, but he took a mouthful and spit out a mouthful...

Hei Feng straightened up and looked at Ji Lanqing weakly: "Then tell me, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you!"

Ji Lanqing shook her head, then lay back in a drowsy state, closed her eyes and began to sleep.

Hei Feng couldn't laugh or cry, he stretched out his hand to touch Ji Lanqing's forehead, and found that the man no longer had a fever, but his nose was still blocked, and he couldn't breathe smoothly.

Thinking of this person's reluctance to go to the hospital, Hei Feng was both sad and distressed. It was his previous body that made Ji Lanqing full of rejection of the hospital.

Helpless, Hei Feng had no choice but to call Chen Yicheng again, and told about Ji Lanqing's situation.

"It's okay, as long as the fever subsides, you can prepare something light and let people eat it. It will be fine in two days."

Listening to Chen Yicheng's indifferent words on the phone, Hei Feng's head was full of black lines. It's no problem to cook by himself, the key is that this person can eat.

After hanging up the phone, Hei Feng thought about doing something, even if he made ten dishes, if Ji Lanqing took a bite out of each one, it would be ten bites.

Hei Feng had been busy in the kitchen for a long time, but after he came out, he realized that it was snowing outside.

Standing at the window, watching the heavy snow falling from the white sky through the glass, and soon dyed the ground white.

Between heaven and earth, it seems to be covered with a layer of white brocade clothes, pure and bright...

Hei Feng looked at it for a while, thinking of Ji Lanqing who was still resting, and thinking that the other party was still sick, his heart ached so badly that he wished he could replace him with his body.

Ji Lanqing slept soundly this time, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Hei Feng's deep eyes looking at her with a smile.

Ji Lanqing raised her hand and wrapped it around Hei Feng's neck, and heard Hei Feng say with a smile: "Are you awake? Are you feeling better?"