rebirth favors you alone

When Nineteen woke up in the morning, he felt uncomfortable all over his body. He couldn't tell the feeling. He felt weak and limp. He couldn't sleep in bed, but he didn't want to open his eyes.

Duanmuqing realized that Shijiu's condition was not right, so he hurriedly got up to check on his condition, he usually touched his head first to see if he had a fever, and just touched his hand, but he didn't feel anything, Shijiu knocked off his hand.

"I don't have a fever, so I don't need to touch it." Nineteen said weakly, with a little anxiety in his tone.

"Where is it uncomfortable? The dark guard has gone to call for the cold." Duanmu touched his chest with his hands, "Here?" Then he touched his stomach, "Is it still uncomfortable here?"

"I'm fine, I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere, so I don't need to bother!" Nineteen suddenly felt that this was very annoying, he turned around and covered himself with the quilt, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

"What's the matter?" Duanmu Qing asked again, but Nineteen did not respond.

"What happened to Nineteen?" Leng asked as soon as he entered the door, but neither of them answered him. Duanmuqing was sitting on the bed in obscene clothes, with a strange expression on his face. He was still thinking about what happened to Nineteen.Nineteen was facing the wall, covered with a quilt, wondering if she was asleep or not.

"I'll take my pulse first and stretch out my hand." Although Leng was curious about what happened to these two people, Nineteen's body was still important.

Duanmu leaned down and coaxed him, "Nineteen, show your hand to Leng, be good."

Nineteen ignored him and continued to close his eyes.

"Hey, Nineteen, let him see, okay? I'm worried about you." Duanmu Qing continued to coax him, his tone soft.

"I don't! I'm fine, I'm fine." Nineteen was very firm.

Duanmuqing didn't know what happened to Nineteen today, he seemed to have a bad temper, did he do something to make him angry?

Duanmuqing thought about it carefully, it shouldn't be possible, he stayed by Nineteen's side these few days, and occasionally went to talk to Leng and the others, and stayed by Nineteen's side for the rest of the time, and didn't have anything to do with anyone Too close.

Duanmuqing's principle is that no matter whether it is Nineteen's fault or not, if there is a problem between the two of them, it must be his fault, so although he doesn't know what he did wrong, he still apologizes sincerely, "Nineteen, I was wrong , don’t make fun of your body, let him see it, okay? I promise I won’t make mistakes in the future.”

Nineteen closed his eyes and still didn't speak. He didn't know why, but he was very irritable.

But he didn't bother to explain, because he felt tired talking, so he kept silent.

Seeing that Nineteenth was still the same, Duanmu recalled the recent events as quickly as possible, and confirmed that there was really nothing that could offend him, and he became even more anxious.

"Nineteen, I was wrong, I was really wrong, tell me what happened, don't keep it in your heart, okay?" Duanmuqing once again sincerely admitted his mistake, even though he still didn't know where his mistake was.

Nineteen Hearts: I don't even know where you went wrong, what should I say?I don't do things that are so tiring to talk about.

Leng waited here for a long time, but no matter how much Duanmu Qing coaxed Nineteen, he didn't respond, so he called Duanmu Qing out to talk alone.

"Why did you mess with him? There is no response to such an apology. The mistake you made seems serious." Leng guessed wildly, "Could it be that someone outside you was discovered by him?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? He is the only one in my life. I don't want anyone, let alone betray him!" Duanmu said.

"Then what did you do wrong?"

"To be honest, I don't know either. Anyway, I must be right to admit my mistake first." Duanmu Qing said, "I haven't left him for the past few days. I really don't know where I provoked him. Maybe I provoked him unintentionally, I don't know .”

"It's definitely not good to be bored in your heart, you have to let him speak out."

"Hey, he hasn't had breakfast after this order, so he has to be coaxed to eat, otherwise his stomach will definitely not be able to take it." When Duanmu Qing went in again, he had an extra bowl of porridge in his hand, which was fragrant, but Shijiu had no appetite.

Duanmuqing put the bowl aside and wanted to dress Nineteen, but Nineteen rolled into the bed and refused to wear clothes to eat, Duanmuqing coaxed helplessly, "Nineteen, it doesn't matter if you don't get up, I'll feed you Have a few bites on the bed, okay?"

"I don't want to eat, I'm not hungry." Nineteen's voice is a little hoarse, and it hurts when he speaks, so this is one of the reasons why he doesn't want to speak.

"Sore throat?" Hearing that the voice was wrong, Duanmu asked, but Shijiu stopped talking and continued to curl up in the bed.

"Take a few bites of rice first, then take some medicine, you will be fine soon, don't reject it, huh?"

"I don't want to eat! I don't want to eat, and I don't want to take medicine!" Nineteen's voice was louder, and his tone was even worse.

It was the first time for Duanmuqing to see Nineteen struggling to take medicine. There was no source for Nineteen's temper today. Duanmuqing couldn't find the reason, and neither could he himself. What should I do, Duanmuqing's cautious appearance made him very uncomfortable.

Nineteen can only use this word to describe himself, uncomfortable.

"Nineteen, just say it when you're not happy. You can lose your temper at me, but you can't stop eating, huh?" Duanmu Qing's tone was gentler than before, already so gentle that it couldn't be more gentle. His tone is too pretentious.

Nineteen still didn't move, Duanmu leaned on the bed and turned him around, "If you're sleepy and eat before going to sleep, it's not too late, be good?"

"I'm not good at all! I don't want to eat, I feel nauseous." Nineteen vigorously shook his head against Duanmu Qing, like a child.

"It's okay if you're not good, no one dares to say anything about you, let's get up and eat, and we can't drink the porridge when it gets cold." Duanmu Qing tried his best to follow his words.

Nineteen's body was limp and weak, and he was supported by Duanmuqing and leaned against him. Duanmuqing held him in his arms and reached for the porridge bowl, but Nineteen stopped him and refused to let him take it.

"Be good, let's stop making trouble, okay?" Eating was not so strenuous before the nineteenth year, but Duanmuqing used ten times the patience this time, but still had no results.

"I do not."

Nineteen is now a child who loses his temper with his parents. Duanmuqing can't beat him or scold him.

Nineteen turned around and sat on Duanmu Qing's lap, with his legs wrapped around Duanmu Qing's waist, and his arms were also put on it. His head rubbed against Duanmu Qing's chest non-stop, and his hair was messed up.

Duanmuqing patted him on the back and kissed the top of his hair, feeling that Shijiu was in a very bad mood, so he could only coax him before eating.

"Nineteen, is there something I did wrong that made you angry? I will definitely change it after I tell you." Duanmu Qing is very skilled at hugging people tightly without squeezing his stomach.

"No, I'm just in a bad mood, and I don't know what's going on, you're right, it's my own fault." Nineteen's voice was a little bit aggrieved, he disliked himself like this, hypocritical, but he couldn't control it .

"It's okay, you can lose your temper with me, come to me if you have any troubles, don't hurt yourself." Duanmuqing remembered Leng said before that there are many people who are pregnant like this, tempers come and go quickly, for no reason , Just let it out.

"I don't know how to lose my temper..." Nineteen was even more aggrieved. He had lived for so many years to train and perform missions, and he only listened to Duanmu Qing alone, so he didn't have a temper.

"..." Duanmu Qing really couldn't think of how to teach people to lose their temper. Usually, when he was in a bad mood, he would go to someone to discuss and learn from each other. After the fight, he felt comfortable.But Nineteen's situation is obviously not good, so he has to find another way to vent?

"Master..." Nineteen continued to rub, Duanmu Qing's chin was itchy from rubbing, and he pressed his head to make him calm down. After a while, he got angry and couldn't deal with it.

"Why don't you smash things?" Anyway, if you are rich and willful, you are not afraid of him smashing things, but you are afraid that he will not get angry.

"Isn't that a prodigal?" Nineteen imagined himself smashing bottles and jars, isn't that a shrew?he does not want!

"Why don't you have a big meal?" I heard that some people like to eat to vent their anger. This method is suitable for nineteen, as it can eat more and lose their temper.

"No, I feel nauseous when I see food now." Nineteen shook his head again, rubbing against Duanmu Qing's arms even more fiercely.

"Stop rubbing, be obedient." Duanmuqing held his waist with a big hand and controlled him, "Why don't you hit me up? I'm sure I won't fight back, but don't use too much force. I'm not afraid of pain, but I'm afraid of hurting you .”

"Don't." He doesn't have the energy to hit someone now, even if he has the strength, he can't hit Duanmu Qing.

"What should I do with you? You little goblin..." Duanmu Qing really had no choice.

"Master, am I very annoying?" Nineteen raised his head in his arms and asked.

"How could it be? I love you the most, and no one will bother you." Duan Muqing thought silently: I will kill anyone who dares to say that you are annoying, and see who dares to say it.

"Will you play a tune? I want to hear it."

"Okay." The flute was placed by the bedside. Duanmu Qing often played tunes to Jiujiu to relieve boredom, so he kept it in a handy place.

Nineteen nestled in his arms and did not move. Duanmu Qing couldn't reach him, so he could only hold him and move. After playing the melody less than halfway, Nineteen really fell asleep on top of him, sleeping soundly. .

Nineteen's hands and feet entangled Duanmu Qing tightly, and he took Nineteen off his body without waking him up. Duanmu Qing really used a lot of strength. The moment he sent him to the bed, Nineteen dimly opened Opening his eyes, his voice was still hoarse and he asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, you go to sleep, I'll accompany you." After covering him with the quilt, Duanmu Qing also lay down, patted Shijiu's back, and coaxed him to sleep.

When Nineteen fell asleep again, Duanmu poured out some medicine to treat his throat, mixed it into the porridge, and drank it after Nineteen woke up.

After Nineteen woke up, it was even more difficult to coax. Duanmuqing handed over the blown porridge, but Nineteen turned his face and refused to eat.

"Haven't eaten all morning, aren't you hungry? Eat a little obediently." Duanmuqing handed over the spoon again, "Just take three bites, just three bites, and then I'll eat the rest, can I not lie to you?"

Duanmu Qing's discussion had some effect, Shijiu opened his mouth and waited for him to feed, and after swallowing, he said: "There are still two spoonfuls."

"Hmm." It felt like coaxing a child to eat.

After feeding three spoonfuls of nineteen, he shut his mouth tightly. Duanmuqing kept his word and ate the rest by himself. He didn't eat anything all morning, so he drank half a bowl of porridge just now.

Nineteen went to bed without eating, and when it was almost evening in the afternoon, he pushed Duanmu Qing who was free to sleep with him, "Master, I'm hungry."

"What to eat? I'll let someone do it now."

Nineteen reported the names of a few dishes, Duanmu Qing went out and ordered the kitchen to get some snacks, Nineteen was finally willing to eat, it was not easy.

Duanmuqing felt that he had a particularly difficult day.

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