Haruno

The next thing is to let nature take its course, and he will definitely get up.Of course He Yun will wake up too, but he can stay in bed, and he is always allowed to stay in bed.

When Tang Wan pulled away, He Yun muttered something, but Tang Wan didn't hear it.

When the door is opened, a fresh air rushes in, the distant mountains are like a daisy, the clouds are like weaving, and the morning light is faint.

Although Tang Wan is used to this kind of morning, she still likes it.With a smile, he walked into the kitchen and prepared to boil water for breakfast.

He Yun was lying on the bed, he didn't get up, he was covered with a quilt, but he didn't fall asleep with his eyes closed either.

He opened his eyes, watching the slender young figure submerged in the morning light, and then closed by the door again.

At this moment, his heart was inexplicably sore.As if he was going to lose this only relative after all.

He turned over, buried his face in the pillow, closed his eyes, and wrapped himself into a silkworm.It seems that this will not face the cruelty of this world.

In fact, Tang Wan really doesn't know a lot...

as it is now.

He couldn't sleep all night and all night.Because his heart hurts all the time.He was forced to wander between waking and sleeping.Sometimes he can have five or six dreams a night, although he doesn't remember anything in the dream, only the pain is endless.

However, he didn't want to tell Tang Wan.

He saw with his own eyes how anxious the young man was when he suffered from angina for the first time.He didn't want the young man to experience that anxiety again.

and……

Even if Tang Wan didn't say anything, He Yun would still know the difficulties of this family.

No other family can do this, and they have survived without any income for five or six years.Even if it is their home.

Tang Wan never told him where the family's money came from, and who sent the rice noodles.But He Yun can also feel that this is not as good as every year.

Otherwise, why would Tang Wan think of growing vegetables this year?

Although he wanted to keep these things from Tang Wan, He Yun sometimes became irritable.He knew later that he was wrong, but now he just wants to destroy.

The first thing he wanted to destroy was this dilapidated body.

She clearly knew that Tang Wan would be sad, but she just couldn't restrain such thoughts.He always wanted to get up in the cold night, go out, and head towards the back mountain.Then the wind blew on his face, and the cold invaded his body. Only in this way, did he feel a little depression in his heart, and even his heart didn't feel so painful.

And then, he gets sick.The young man would stay by his bedside, accompany the medicine, and try his best to make him happy.However, even if Tang Wan didn't coax him, he would obediently drink the medicine.Hmm... It can be regarded as compensation after refreshing.

He had just recently thought about sleeping with youth.Because maybe he could fall asleep in Tang Wan's arms.

However, it did not.

But I have fewer dreams.Only one or two left.

In the morning, the two sat together to drink porridge.Of course, in addition to drinking, He Yun also needs to drink a bowl of medicinal soup.This time, when he was drinking the medicine, Tang Wan still had some complaints.

"How can you get up like this? Go to bed obediently from now on! You have to get dressed at night, otherwise you wouldn't have to drink this bowl of bitter medicine!"

He Yun: "..."

Forget it, let's continue drinking.

I don't know what the strange trajectory is, as he grew up, Tang Wan gradually became verbose.This kind of long-windedness made Heyun think of the so-called menopause, could it be...does the so-called menopause also occur from youth to youth?

If Tang Wan knew that He Yun thought so, she would have to beat him, and even if she didn't, she would have to make the medicine a bit bitter.

Let this kid know what is good or bad!

In the past, after breakfast, He Yun would go to school.Of course, I definitely wouldn't get up so late before, I must have woken up early.But now they don't need to.

Thus, He Yun could lie on his favorite wisteria trellis and read and finish the whole day.

The weather is getting better and better, but because they are in the mountains, it is not hot.On the contrary, the mountain wind is still a little cool.It rains now and then.Tang Wan said it was orographic rain, so it was not included in the weather forecast.The rain is not heavy at all, bringing a little humidity. After the rain, walking in the back mountains, the air is so fresh that it seems to be able to wash the heart and lungs.

After such a mountain rain, Tang Wan would be willing to hold He Yun, put on an umbrella, and walk slowly in the back mountain.Umbrellas are not for protection from the rain, but only for those water droplets hanging on the leaves.

Today should be a sunny day, just right for sleeping.

He Yun was lying on the rattan chair, pressing the half-open book on his stomach, half awake and half dreaming.

Tang Wan worked in the field for half a day. When she came over, she first smiled with satisfaction at the shade of the wisteria trellis, and then saw the boy sleeping under the flowers.

Now is the season when the east wind blows snow, and the flowers on the wisteria trellis have begun to fall.They bloomed as if they had made an appointment, and they bloomed all over the shelf in an instant. At this moment, the leaves have been pulled out, and the flowers have begun to fall.Melodious, the number is quite a lot, and it outlines a soft purple outline for the young man.

Probably it was light enough, so the falling flowers did not disturb the boy's dreams.

Looking at it, Tang Wan felt that her heart was about to soften.

He approached the young man, slowly brushed the fallen flowers on another wicker chair, sat down slowly, and leaned on his harmonious forehead.

Although the beautiful scenery is cherished, he still needs to know whether the east wind blowing down the wisteria flowers is not cold, making the boy sick...

Good, no.

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, another hand covered his big hand, pulled his hand down, and covered the boy's eyes.

He could feel the boy's eyelashes trembling in his hand for an instant, and then slowly stopped, touching his dry palm smoothly.Obviously not moving anymore, but the itching was always there, Tang Wan couldn't help smiling.

"Okay! Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up. Read a little, and you can eat later."

"Well……"

The boy snorted coquettishly, and his eyelashes trembled.

Tang Wan raised her hands and walked away with a smile.

His laughter was hearty.

"I'll call you later. If you want to sleep, go to sleep."