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The concert changed from black to white, with colorful spotlights circling in the air, and the silver light sticks in everyone's hands emitted a unified silver light, which was Cheng Wanyu's cheering color.

The central stage slowly rose, and Fu Xia only saw Cheng Wanyu in white denim, holding a vintage microphone, singing leisurely.

Fu Xia knew this song was Cheng Wanyu's very popular "Bright Eyes". The soothing love song has a retro tone, and the concert's sound is very good. Fu Xia raised his head and looked at Cheng Wanyu. All eyes are on her.

A song ends.

Cheng Wanyu looked at the tens of thousands of people in the stands of the stadium. She couldn't see the faces of those fans clearly under the spotlight, but she knew that they were all people who liked her singing.

"Thank you for coming to my concert." Cheng Wanyu held the microphone and said lightly: "I am very happy to be here today. This is the third year of my debut, and it is also the third concert. I am very happy I like this place, and I love what you love, and I hope you can have a great night today."

Next to Fu Xia, a girl in an orange top yelled, "Cheng Wanyu! Cheng Wanyu! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

The people around also followed suit, and Cheng Wanyu's name was shouted one after another in the stands, which made Cheng Wanyu on the stage feel surprised and delighted.

The concert is a place where it is easy for people to go crazy. Cheng Wanyu’s songs follow one after another. At the beginning, Fu Xia was still reserved and kept silent, just listening to the song, and then everyone around him screamed loudly Get up, especially a few hot songs, which ignited the atmosphere of the entire stadium, and everyone screamed wildly, and Fuxia was no exception.

It snowed in the middle of the concert, but it still couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the fans. Fu Xia had been dragged and yelled by the strange fans next to her for a long time, which made her yell too.

The person next to him yelled: "Cheng Wanyu, there is another song, Cheng Wanyu!!!!"

Fu Xia then shouted: "One more song, Cheng Wanyu!!!"

Another person yelled: "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

Fu Xia also shouted: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

After more than four hours of concert, Fu Xia yelled at the end and was almost speechless. When she walked out of the venue at 11 o'clock, she felt that her throat was starting to smoke. She bought a bottle of water at the roadside newsstand. It used to be 2 yuan Qian's mineral water now sells for 20, and Fu Xia is so thirsty, so he bites the bullet and pays.

After paying the money, Fu Xia whispered, "It's done."

The voice was so hoarse that Fu Xia felt that her whole body was hollowed out, and the girls next to her also bought water, but they thought it was expensive, so three people drank a bottle of water.

Fu Xia raised his head and gulped down half a bottle of water, feeling that his throat still hurt, and his words were extremely hoarse.

'Ding ding——'

Fu Xia took out her mobile phone and watched a small green bubble flash a red reminder, she clicked on it and saw the message Cheng Wanyu sent her.

Cheng Wanyu: [My concert is over]

Fu Xia was tired, she glanced at the terribly congested road, and decided to find a place to sit down and rest, the most important thing was to rest her throat, it was screaming.

While looking for a place, Fu Xia replied to Cheng Wanyu: [It's really great that it was successfully held]

Cheng Wanyu: [How do you know it was a success? 】

Fu Xia sat on the bench, tapped the keyboard and said: [Guess, your concert must be very exciting]

On the other end of the phone, Cheng Wanyu was still resting in the dressing room. Seeing Fu Xia's reply, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, pressed the voice and said, "It's a pity that you didn't come to see it."

Fu Xia couldn't help blushing when she heard her voice. She pulled her scarf and looked back at the brightly lit stadium. She wanted to tell her that she went to see it, but Fu Xia knew she couldn't say it.

The snow has been falling profusely, from light snow at the beginning gradually to moderate snow, profusely falling at Fu Xia's feet, turning into a thin layer of white.

Fu Xia rubbed her hands in the snow, she looked up at the street lights, and after twelve o'clock, there were a little fewer people on the road, Fu Xia stomped her feet before going to the parking lot.

After returning home from the stadium, Fu Xia felt a little uncomfortable. She always thought it was because she yelled too loudly at the concert, but now she returned to her warm home and found that her head hurt too.

Probably tired.

Fu Xia thought in a daze, didn't go to take a bath, changed into pajamas, got into bed and fell asleep, and slept until noon the next day.

Headache, sore throat, pain all over the body.

Fu Xia was wrapped in a quilt, and she curled up into a ball, wondering why the thick quilt was so cold on her body?

She stretched out the back of her hand and put it on her forehead, but the temperature of her hand was the same as that of her forehead, and Fu Xia was not sure if she had a fever.

Could it be that yesterday it was snowing outside and made myself look like this?

Fu Xia lay on the bed and gave up on herself, turned over and planned to continue sleeping, maybe it would be much better to wake up after sleeping a little longer.

But this time, Fu Xia didn't sleep well. The bed was cold and hot for a while, making Fu Xia sweat profusely, but his hands and feet were extremely cold, as if his heart was on fire while his body fell into an ice cave. , made Fu Xia feel dazed, and she didn't know how long it took before she gradually regained consciousness, lying on the bed and looking at the familiar ceiling, panting in a low and symmetrical manner.

As far as he could see, Fu Xia saw a medical hanging bottle standing beside the bed at some point, with crystal liquid dripping from the transparent tube, extending all the way to the back of his hand.

Who called the doctor for her?

Fu Xia felt weak all over, she tried to struggle for a while when she remembered, but she gave up and lay down.

Anyway, it's my own home, so the only one who can call a doctor for me should be sister Zhou Wen.

Fu Xia closed her eyes and thought lightly, she must quickly find a reason to fool around, otherwise with Zhou Wen's temper, she doesn't know how to bury herself.

Just as Fu Xia was thinking slowly, the door was slowly pushed open a crack, Fu Xia turned his head to look at the person standing outside the door, it seemed to be... Cheng Wanyu?

Cheng Wanyu didn't come in immediately, but stood at the door and said to the people outside: "Please help me to order two porridge, she doesn't know when she will wake up yet, light the warmer first, and eat after she wakes up."

The voice of the person outside the door seemed to be Yilang, and she said flatly, "Then what do you eat?"

Cheng Wanyu said: "I'm not hungry now, you can order some food."

Yilang: "Then I'll order what I like."

Cheng Wanyu nodded: "Yes."

Seeing Yilang take out his phone and go to the sofa next to him, Cheng Wanyu opened the door and walked in. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Fu Xia opened his eyes and was staring at her blankly.

"you're awake?"

Cheng Wanyu was a little surprised. She came over and sat by Fu Xia's bed, reached out and touched her cheek and forehead, then looked at the hanging bottle, and said to Fu Xia: "I see that you haven't gone out today. I wonder if there is something wrong with you, as soon as I came in, I saw you lying on the bed covered in sweat, and then I called the doctor to give you water, and your temperature dropped."

She looked at Fu Xia and said softly, "How do you feel now?"

Fu Xia looked at Cheng Wanyu, and slowly said: "It's okay..."

Cheng Wanyu was stunned, and Fu Xia was also stunned. She touched her neck and tried to say something, but found that she could only make a small and hoarse voice, and she froze immediately.

"Wait a minute." Cheng Wanyu turned on the light, took the phone and turned on the flashlight, and said to Fu Xia, "Open your mouth."

Fu Xia opened her mouth obediently, and Cheng Wanyu took a look and said, "Your tonsils are swollen, and it's difficult for you to speak now. I'll call the doctor again."

Originally Fu Xia wanted to refuse, but she was speechless and had a fever, so she could only watch as Cheng Wanyu called the doctor, who examined her and explained the situation to Cheng Wanyu.

"It's just a temporary loss of voice," the doctor said. "It's usually enough to rest for a week. I'll prescribe some medicine to treat the throat. During this time, avoid spicy and irritating food, and try to eat liquid food."

After Cheng Wanyu waited for the doctor to prescribe the medicine, he put the few boxes of medicine on Fuxia's bedside table, looked at the person lying on the hospital bed, and said helplessly: "What's wrong, I haven't seen you for a day, and I'm tossing myself into a mess." Like this."

Fu Xia was clutching the corner of her clothes under the quilt. She tried to say something, but because of her loss of voice, she could only open her mouth, and the words she spoke were low and hoarse.

Cheng Wanyu took the tablet, called up the memo and said, "Take it down."

Fu Xia got up and obediently wrote on the tablet: [I went to see your concert]

Cheng Wanyu was stunned.

Fu Xia glanced at her and wrote again: 【You sing really well】

Cheng Wanyu clenched his hands into fists, coughed lightly on the tip of his nose, and said, "You went to my concert, why didn't you tell me?"

Fu Xia Yingliang looked at her, lowered her head and wrote: [I went to see you sing, and then yelled with the fans, and slapped my throat]

Cheng Wanyu: "..."

Fu Xia also said: [It was snowing yesterday, I sat outside the venue for a while, I don’t know if I will have a fever]

Originally, Fu Xia wanted to continue writing, but Cheng Wanyu pushed her down. Fu Xia looked up at Cheng Wanyu in the dark, and seemed to notice that her face seemed to be red.

"Stop it," Cheng Wanyu said in a low voice, "Don't go to the concert behind my back next time. If you want to hear me sing, I can sing for you anytime, anywhere."

Fu Xia gestured and said: [That's different]

Cheng Wanyu looked at her complainingly, and said, "Look at yourself, what you've become."

As she said that, she leaned over and touched Fu Xia's forehead. Fu Xia liked this kind of physical touch very much, especially now that she was so weak, it felt particularly good to be touched by Cheng Wanyu on her forehead.

Let her have a feeling of enjoyment.

Fu Xia looked at Cheng Wanyu with half-closed eyes, and smiled slightly, looking a little silly.

"Fool."

Cheng Wanyu's ears turned red, she leaned over and pressed it against her forehead, and said helplessly, "Take a good rest, I'll take care of you during this time."