After wearing the spare tire, I was with Bai Yueguang

03.

There was a slight cough from the side.

The person who stood at the door hugging for a long time came back to his senses, blushed slightly, let go of him, turned his head and greeted the other people in the yard.

Hearing Jiang Xuehe mention the car accident near the community, even Yan's father couldn't help frowning: "You don't have to hurry back."

The road after the snow is not easy to walk, and it is late at night.

Even if they know that the probability of an accident is not high, they don't want their relatives to take a little risk.

But at this time, everyone had already returned, so it was meaningless to say anything more, so several people persuaded each other, don't be so anxious next time, and skipped this topic.

Ms. Meng urged her husband to go to the kitchen to heat up some dishes, while beckoning Jiang Xuehe to go back and have something to eat first.

It just started to rain again outside, so the few of them went back to the house together. The TV in the living room was still on, and the party was playing.

Yan Guiqiu sat at the table and drank another bowl of sweet soup with Jiang Xuehe.

The others were sitting in the living room watching TV, chatting, and occasionally asking Jiang Xuehe something about the business trip.

After several years of marriage, the two families have become very familiar with each other. Yan Guiqiu took Jiang Xuehe to run home more frequently, and gradually became less polite, and they got along very easy-going.

Jiang Xuehe answered a few words while having dinner, and when it came to going to the Yan family's old house for dinner the next day, she also nodded her head as a matter of course, and asked if she wanted to give the junior a red envelope.

There were discussions here and there, and after dinner, the next day's New Year's greetings were almost discussed.

The Yan family does not have the custom of staying past midnight. Ms. Meng saw Jiang Xuehe's fatigue and took the initiative to remind her to go to bed earlier.

One should get up early to go to the old house the next day, Jiang Xuehe nodded in response.

After sitting with the other three for a while longer, after watching two programs, Jiang Xuehe got up and went upstairs.

Yan Guizhou deliberately bumped his sister's waist, signaling her to follow.

Yan Guiqiu looked at her helplessly, but could only grimace.

"I've been thinking about it for a few days, why don't you hurry up?" Yan Guizhou teased in a low voice, "It will also save you from being listless when you go to grandpa tomorrow."

"It's not that those people are too troublesome... It's not the same thing..." Yan Guiqiu muttered a few words, but still got up and followed Jiang Xuehe upstairs.

The room that was originally intended for Jiang Xuehe resumed its function as a guest room. When Yan Guiqiu pushed open the door of his own room, Jiang Xuehe was packing his luggage.

She sent back some of the things she bought while she was abroad, but during the recent holidays, it might take a while for her to arrive. Apart from some more important office supplies, she brought some change of clothes and daily toiletries with her.

Jiang Xuehe looked up at the person at the door, and saw Yan Guiqiu yawned earlier than her.

"Sleepy?" Jiang Xuehe asked.

"A little bit." Yan Guiqiu rubbed her nose, with a nasal sound. Not long before Jiang Xuehe came back, she had just finished taking cold medicine, and now her stamina was picking up, and her tiredness surged up.

As if she was afraid that Jiang Xuehe would be worried if she found out, she subconsciously added two sentences of explanation: "Recently there have been a lot of things, one wave after another, and I just finished my work not long ago."

Jiang Xuehe knew that Yan Guiqiu was busy with Yan's family recently, so he didn't suspect him.

"You've worked hard too." Jiang Xuehe asked her again, "Did you take a bath?"

Yan Guiqiu nodded, she took a bath before dinner, and now she can brush her teeth, wash her face, change into pajamas and lie on the bed.

Jiang Xuehe told her to go to bed first.

The two haven't seen each other for a long time, and there should be a lot of things to say, Yan Guiqiu waited for Jiang Xuehe to take a bath, but the faint sound of water in his ears made him feel more drowsy.

When Jiang Xuehe came back from the shower, leaning over slightly covered in warm steam, Yan Guiqiu opened his eyes and saw the magnified face in front of him. His first reaction was to raise his hand to cover Jiang Xuehe's cheek, preventing that light kiss from falling Come.

"I have a cold." Yan Guiqiu blurted out, and simply and neatly explained the truth that he wanted to hide for a few minutes.

Jiang Xuehe paused.

"When did this happen?"

While asking, Jiang Xuehe already stretched out his hand to touch Yan Guiqiu's forehead.

Yan Guiqiu's fever had gone away a long time ago, Jiang Xuehe touched it a few times, then leaned over and applied it to his forehead, seeing that the temperature was indeed not too high, he was a little relieved.

"It's been a few days." Yan Guiqiu said, "It's almost healed. It's just that my throat is still a little uncomfortable-you stay away from me, you have worked so hard, and you have to go back to work in two days, so don't get infected. .”

As she spoke, she subconsciously cleared her throat.

Apart from speaking with a bit of a nasal voice, showing a bit of laziness and tiredness, it really doesn't seem to be a serious problem.

Yan Guiqiu had also been ill before, not many times, but each time was earth-shattering and the symptoms were obvious.

Right now it really doesn't matter.

Jiang Xuehe calmed down, pulled away Yan Guiqiu's hand, and lightly bit her lips.

"It's okay, my physical fitness is still pretty good." Jiang Xuehe joked, "Even if it is really contagious, I just need to rest for a few more days."

That's what she said, but she still restrained herself somewhat.

Yan Guiqiu slapped his face away slowly, pushed Jiang Xuehe's face away resolutely, and then rolled to the other side of the bed before she could react, wrapped the quilt tightly over her mouth, and refused in a muffled voice: "You leave me Further!"

She was resolute and righteous, Jiang Xuehe smiled helplessly, and at the same time felt that Yan Guiqiu's appearance of being wrapped in a quilt with only eyes left was cute, so he finally raised his hands in surrender.

"Okay, okay." Jiang Xuehe lay in the same position as usual, turned to ask Yan Guiqiu, "Is this far enough?"

Yan Guiqiu nodded slowly.

Making such a fuss didn't make her more conscious, otherwise she probably wouldn't have made such a naive move.After yawning, she slowly relaxed, barely opening her eyes.

"Go to bed early...Maybe it will be fine tomorrow..." She closed her eyes as she muttered to herself, her voice was too soft to be heard in the end.

Jiang Xuehe was already feeling tired after taking a bath. Seeing Yan Guiqiu's drowsy look, something as soft as a feather in his heart was slowly disturbing, and he yawned subconsciously at the same time.

If you don't wait for her to fall asleep, then slowly lean over...

Jiang Xuehe was thinking in his heart, when he saw the gradually falling asleep man roll twice by himself, and then roll back to the center position.

Next to Jiang Xuehe, he was so close that he could easily feel his body temperature.

Jiang Xuehe turned sideways, facing Yan Guiqiu, and the sleeping man slammed into her arms, wrapping himself around the nearby heat source like a koala.

"...Guiqiu?" Jiang Xuehe didn't dare to move, and it took a long time before he called out.

Yan Guiqiu subconsciously snorted, but it was obvious that he was fast asleep, and there was no further reaction, but he subconsciously hugged the "pillow" in his arms a little tighter.

Just now he said so swearingly, "Stay away".

Jiang Xuehe couldn't help laughing, he could see Yan Guiqiu's head close at hand when he lowered his head.

She lightly touched the top of the hair of the person in her arms, and placed a soft kiss on the forehead.

"Good night." Jiang Xuehe said in a low voice.

No one responded, but Jiang Xuehe's heart was filled with stable joy.

Soon she also closed her eyes and fell into sleep a little bit.

It was seven in the morning when I woke up the next day.

It was just a little bright outside, and Jiang Xuehe had already opened his eyes, but the tiredness had not subsided, probably because the jet lag hadn't returned, and he couldn't fall asleep again after closing his eyes for a long time.

Yan Guiqiu next to her also woke up very quickly. It was purely because she had slept too much during this time, and after the effect of the medicine had worn off, she felt refreshed. Whenever there was any movement around her, she would wake up with a start.

She turned around and stared at Jiang Xuehe's profile for a long time.

Then she moved little by little in front of Jiang Xuehe, raised her head, and rubbed her cheek against his face.

"Happy New Year." Yan Guiqiu whispered.

Jiang Xuehe subconsciously hugged her a little tighter, with his eyes still closed, he touched the corner of her lips instinctively, and replied in a low voice: "Happy New Year."

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Yan Guiqiu asked.

"...Mmm." Jiang Xuehe stretched out his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, and opened his eyes in compromise, "I can't sleep anymore."

Counting the sleep time, sleeping up to this point is considered to have reached the standard.

But when he followed Yan Guiqiu out of bed, Jiang Xuehe still felt a little top-heavy.

It may be that the exhaustion accumulated during this period of time has suddenly emerged, and the jet lag has not recovered, so I am a little mentally weak.

After washing his face with cold water, Jiang Xuehe felt a little more awake.

There is no one downstairs at the moment, and the rest of the family went to bed late the night before. Although they have to go to the old house of the Yan family in the morning, it is not far away, and it is less than half an hour's drive. It's a bit early to wake up at this point.

Breakfast is in accordance with Ningcheng's usual custom, a bowl of small glutinous rice balls with cabbage heart, without any technical content, just boil the pot under water and wait for it to boil.

The two leaned against the bar in the kitchen, looking at the pot, boiling hot water, and chatting about it.

After Jiang Xuehe was completely awake, the rest of the Yan family got up and went downstairs one after another.

The sound of "Happy New Year" sounded, and the originally empty house suddenly became lively.

Father Yan and Ms. Meng went to pack up a gift for the old man, while Yan Guizhou went into the kitchen, rummaging through the box to find dipping sugar, and Yan Guiqiu turned off the fire to serve glutinous rice balls, while giving her an extra one at the urging of his sister.

Jiang Xuehe sat at the dining table with a bowl in his hand, the heat gradually spread from his palms to his whole body, slowly warming up.

After breakfast was ready, it was only after eight o'clock.

Ms. Meng asked Yan's father to call the old house and ask. Hearing that the old couple had already woken up, they simply went there earlier.

It was already bright when we set off. After the light rain in the middle of the night, the next day was a rare sunny day. The sun was shining down. Jiang Xuehe leaned against the window to see the snow scene outside clearly.

The snow on the main road has been cleared long ago, and piles of brown ice and snow can still be seen on the sidewalk from time to time, only the grass and trees are still covered with a layer of white coat.

In the community, some children can already be seen excitedly gathering on the grass, pinching snowballs and making snowmen.

"I haven't seen such heavy snow in several years." Ms. Meng and Father Yan chatted in front of them.

Jiang Xuehe's attention quickly shifted to Yan Guiqiu next to him.

"Did you not take your medicine this morning?" Jiang Xuehe asked her in a low voice.

"No." Yan Guiqiu replied, "But I think I'm almost healed, just drink more hot water later."

It was inevitable that she would feel groggy after taking the medicine, and she didn't like that feeling very much.

Speaking of which, she did not know where to fish out a thermos cup and showed it to Jiang Xuehe: "I just filled a cup of hot water when I went out, and added brown sugar and sliced ​​ginger."

With such thorough preparations, Jiang Xuehe had nothing to say. In the end, when he got out of the car, he stretched out his hands to gather up Yan Guiqiu's neckline, and pulled the zipper of his coat almost to the top.

"Keep warm." Jiang Xuehe instructed.

The old house has heating.

Yan Guiqiu swallowed those words back, and nodded obediently.

The old man of the Yan family is not too old, and he is still in good health. Mrs. Yan doesn't get involved in the company's affairs. After retiring from school, she grows flowers and plants at home to cultivate her body, and she doesn't need those housekeeping nannies during holidays. Helping from the sidelines, especially during Chinese New Year, people of the older generation pay attention to an atmosphere, and cook by themselves, and at most ask their children to come over to help.

In previous years, Father Yan was the first one to arrive. After greeting the old couple, his mother called him to help as soon as the things were put down, leaving his wife and daughter to talk and play chess with the old man.

This year's more Jiang Xuehe was no exception. Mrs. Yan invited the eldest family to sit down, laid out dry goods, fruit and snacks, and hurriedly dragged the toolman's son into the kitchen.

Mr. Yan took out the chessboard from under the table, and Yan Guizhou immediately touched the remote control to turn on the TV, firmly occupied the corner of the sofa, and pretended to be concentrating on watching TV.

The old man doesn't smoke or drink, and he doesn't have any other bad hobbies. His greatest interest is playing chess.

Once you start, you will be addicted to it.

When doing business, he distinguishes between public and private, and does not draw out pure hobbies to win over people or make deals, so as not to offend people and ruin the business.

However, the old friends are busy. As for the children, it is not known whether it is a genetic mutation, or simply to avoid the father's crazy hobby. The chess skills are worse than the other, let alone how many chess pieces there are.

On the contrary, Ms. Meng had studied Go with a serious teacher. After entering the door, Mr. Yan was like a treasure. When he heard that his son and daughter-in-law were having conflicts, he even scolded his son.

As a result, most of the important tasks of this part of the Chinese New Year fall on Ms. Meng's shoulders every year.

Occasionally, geese return to the top of autumn.

Until last year, when Yan Guiqiu formally brought Jiang Xuehe back for the first time for the New Year, Mr. Yan became obsessed with exchanging chess skills with newcomers at home.

Jiang Xuehe was not very good at chess, and hadn't had much exposure to it when he was a child. Before marrying Yan Guiqiu, he didn't know much about the rules of this kind of chess.

It was only after she came to visit Mr. Yan to celebrate the New Year that she knew that Yan Guiqiu could play Go, and her level was not low.

In comparison, Jiang Xuehe is a real novice.

But Mr. Yan didn't seem to mind this. When he came last year, he was very enthusiastic to teach her the rules from scratch, and played a few games with his hands, and Jiang Xuehe gradually figured out the rules.

When a few people came this year, Mr. Yan looked around, wandering a few times between the mother and daughter of the Yan family, tangled for a moment, and finally chose Jiang Xuehe next to him.

The name is to test whether there has been any progress this year.

Jiang Xuehe smiled helplessly, and had no choice but to sit down across the chessboard.

Yan Guiqiu, who was going to slip away to his sister, had no choice but to sit beside her, looking at the chessboard and whispering to Jiang Xuehe how to go.

Old Man Yan gave Yan Guiqiu a non-serious glance, and the latter looked at the ceiling with his pillow in his arms, pretending not to see it.

A year ago, Jiang Xuehe felt a little nervous when he sat opposite Mr. Yan.

Yan Guiqiu sat next to her and reminded her that she was still worried that Mr. Yan would be unhappy because of this.

Later, when she went back, she gradually realized that Mr. Yan is such a veteran, he really wants to find someone to play chess with, and some people will accompany him, which is sure to be much more fun than bringing a novice, but the difference lies in whether the person opposite him is different from him. Relationship.

At first glance, Mr. Yan seems to be a serious and rigid person, but in fact, he hopes that his children can live in harmony more than anyone else.

In the early years, because of his neglect and acquiescence, several children fought in private. I thought it was just a small fight. When I realized it, there was already a quarrel between the brothers and sisters.

Even if the relationship eased later, the previous rift could no longer be repaired.

For this, Mr. Yan has always been a little regretful in his heart.

It’s just that things have come to this point, and it’s meaningless to worry about the past. Later, during the annual New Year’s reunion dinner, the old couple of the Yan family also deliberately eased the relationship between each family. I can sit down and talk and laugh.

Jiang Xuehe was the latest addition, not to mention the embarrassment for Mr. Yan, after meeting him, he almost engraved the words "I wish you and your family happiness" on his forehead.

As the eldest of the younger generation of the Yan family, Yan Guiqiu was the first to find a partner and get married quickly. Mr. Yan also hoped that this would be a good start, so as not to frighten the grandchildren below and make things difficult for him. Jiang Xuehe's attitude was naturally more cordial.

Sitting on both sides of the chessboard is said to be playing chess, but in fact it is just more opportunities for communication.

Yan Guiqiu sat next to her with her pillow in her arms, half leaning on Jiang Xuehe, and whispered to her how to take the next step, while following the old man's words.

Seeing that the old man didn't intend to pull him to play, Yan Guizhou and Ms. Meng's attention quickly followed suit.

Regardless of those interests and work pressure, there are many interesting things to talk about in life.

When the second and third members of the Yan family arrived one after another and interjected a few words, the atmosphere was considered pleasant.

As the meal approached, the youngest brother of the Yan family arrived with his wife and children.

He was on a business trip some time ago, and he only came back in the morning. The journey was full of dust and dust. His wife suggested that he rest at home, but he still pulled himself together and rushed over.

He is the youngest. When his brothers and sisters had conflicts in the early years, he was still in school and did not get involved. He has a very gentle personality and has a good relationship with other members of the family.

After meeting Jiang Xuehe, he didn't forget to prepare a wedding gift for his eldest niece and his wife.

Treating juniors like this, of course, gifts for parents are also indispensable.

Before serving the table, he took out a few items, all of which were special products he bought when he was on a business trip. He said that he wanted to try everything he saw, so he simply brought a car back, and was exhausted when he got home to carry things.

Others made fun of him, saying that he was inflexible. He didn't know how to simply ask the store to send the courier back on the spot, which saved him from spending so much effort dragging back and forth and wasting gas money.

No one said that these specialties are actually mediocre, and in the eyes of people who are used to delicacies from mountains and seas, it is difficult to arouse too much interest.

What is really precious is that heart.

"It's not the Spring Festival. The express delivery has stopped." Brother Yan rubbed his head and smiled, holding his son and sitting at the table with his wife, while calling for his son.

The child is only seven or eight years old, but he can already recognize people clearly, including the eldest sister at home.

He looked at Yan Guiqiu, and called loudly: "Big sister."

Looking away again, he saw the unfamiliar face next to her, and was momentarily stuck.

Jiang Xuehe didn't see him when he came last time, and even this little uncle Yan was seeing him for the first time today, so this little brother naturally wouldn't know her.

But the family members had obviously taught him privately before coming here, so he turned his mind around, and before the person over there could introduce him, he muttered about the relationship himself.

"Between the eldest sister and the second elder sister, there is another...the new wife of the eldest sister..." The child scratched his fingers and pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up slightly, and turned to look at Jiang Xuehe's face, recognizing the person, He opened his mouth and called out, "Sister-in-law!"

Jiang Xuehe: "..."

"puff."

Yan Guizhou next to him quickly covered his mouth.

The others were silent for a moment, their expressions distorted, and they were holding back their laughter.

The child's mother hurriedly corrected him and told him to call him sister in the future.

Yan Guizhou said in a low voice, it wasn't a mistake anyway, and then he looked up and saw Jiang Xuehe's smiling face, and then silently closed his mouth.

After a moment of silence, Yan Guizhou couldn't help adding: "But it's better to be called sister."

The little episode passed quickly.

After the meal, the adults went to help clean up the mess, while the juniors were driven aside to play.

As the only married sister, Yan Guiqiu was ruthlessly excluded from the small circle of cousins.

However, the relationship between them was not too close before, and most of the people who get together now are still in school.

The only little cousin who hadn't been troubled by his studies, walked around the room, and finally stopped curiously in front of Jiang Xuehe, the "new sister-in-law".

This time he finally remembered to call her "sister".

He leaned on the table on his feet and saw the ring on Jiang Xuehe's hand peeling the oranges. He didn't know what new knowledge about marriage his parents had poured into him in private. He looked at Jiang Xuehe, then at the Yan Guiqiu, who was pouring water on the other side, blurted out a sentence.

"Sister Xuehe, how can I be like you and marry a wife like Big Sister?"

Jiang Xuehe paused slightly, then looked up at the child opposite.

The child is childish, and he probably doesn't know what the word "marriage" means. He looks at his elder sister eagerly, and the only good things he can count are not forcing him to do homework and buying him a lot of money. Toys, when being scolded by parents, come to persuade them to fight...

Jiang Xuehe couldn't help laughing.

"You have to meet someone you like first." She said slowly, "Then you will want to treat her well for the rest of your life..."

The child blinked blankly and asked, "Then can I marry a big sister?"

Jiang Xuehe handed the peeled orange to the child, while seriously vetoing it: "You can't."

The child asked with some disappointment, "Why?"

"Because there is only one Yan Guiqiu." Jiang Xuehe pointed to himself with a smile and said, "—so only I can."

When Yan Guiqiu came back with a water glass, he just heard this sentence.

"What can you do?" Yan Guiqiu asked.

Jiang Xuehe blinked like a child, and replied softly: "Only I can make you like it so much?"

There was an obvious smile in the uncertain tone.

Yan Guiqiu affirmed without thinking: "Of course it's only you."

Jiang Xuehe didn't expect her to answer so decisively, instead he didn't know how to answer.

Especially the elders of the Yan family who passed by listened seriously, squeezed their eyes, and smiled narrowly at them.

Jiang Xuehe was a little embarrassed, and reached out to touch his face, but he didn't say anything more in front of his elders.

When going back in the evening, when Yan Guiqiu and his family went to say goodbye to other people, they heard the elder chatting with the sisters in private, saying that they are a very loving couple.

Yan Guiqiu took Jiang Xuehe's hand and walked towards the parking place.

They deliberately fell to the end, and the people in front did not urge them.

By the light on the side of the road, Yan Guiqiu noticed the change in Jiang Xuehe's expression, and couldn't help but smiled and approached her, with a bit of ridicule and surprise in his words: "Are you shy?"

Jiang Xuehe's cheeks were a little reddish, maybe it was because she drank some wine at night, she held Yan Guiqiu's hand even tighter, and she caught a glimpse of intertwined shadows on the ground from the corner of her eye, and she really felt a little buoyant.

"I think I'm very lucky." Jiang Xuehe said slowly.

"What?" Yan Guiqiu was distracted for a moment when he met Shangjiang Xuehe's eyes turned away.

"Everything." Jiang Xuehe said softly, "But the first thing in the list must be meeting you."

The street lamp fell behind them.

When they took a step forward, they stepped on their own shadows.

Not far ahead, Father Yan, Ms. Meng, and the back of Yan Guizhou can still be seen.

They used to be four people, now they are five people, and there may be more people joining in the future.

No one will worry about being separated from their own love and attention. Instead, they accept outsiders with a tolerant heart.

The so-called "home" is probably nothing more than this.

There are no gains or losses involved, and there is no need to think about whether it is worthwhile. No matter how smart and capable people are outside, when they enter the house, they are just the most ordinary members of the crowd.

You have to eat and sleep, you also make jokes, you have moments of vulnerability, and you instinctively rely on seeking the emotional feedback and attention of those around you...

However, for many people, those ordinary scenes of walking together through spring and summer are still extravagant hopes that only exist in the depths of dreams.

So Jiang Xuehe felt that compared to those people, she was already very lucky.

Yan Guiqiu replied quietly but firmly: "Me too."

The car lights on the side of the road flickered twice, and Yan Guizhou stood by the car and waved to the two, telling them to hurry up.

The temperature dropped significantly at night, and a clear white mist could be seen just by breathing.

After getting into the car, Yan Guiqiu rubbed his palms, only to feel the sensation in his hands recover.

Before she turned her head to look at the situation of Jiang Xuehe next to her, she heard her younger sister ask with some concern.

"Sister Xuehe, your face is so red, are you okay?"

"Maybe it's because I drank too much alcohol, and it's a little flattering." Jiang Xuehe was still conscious.

Yan Guiqiu reached out his hand subconsciously, and touched Jiang Xuehe's cheek with the back of his hand, and he really felt hot.

But she was almost sticking to Jiang Xuehe's side, but she could only smell a little alcohol.

What's more, it's the faint smell like pine snow that is cold outside.

But Jiang Xuehe was indeed persuaded to drink a few sips of wine at night, and the others didn't think much about it, they just said to go back and drink some honey water later, take a bath and go to bed early.

Jiang Xuehe nodded in response, not paying much attention to it.

Only Yan Guiqiu, who was next to him, was a little worried.

After arriving home, just in case, Yan Guiqiu cooked a bowl of brown sugar ginger soup and poured it down for Jiang Xuehe.

Jiang Xuehe wanted to say that Yan Guiqiu was overly worried, but after all, it came from her lover's concern, and she finally finished the ginger soup honestly.

Before going to bed at night, Yan Guiqiu reached out and touched her forehead several times.

Jiang Xuehe finally stretched out his hand to grab her wrist, and simply hugged her back on the bed.

"It's not easy to catch a cold." Jiang Xuehe comforted her, while reaching out to kiss the corner of her lips, "It's just that I didn't sleep well last night, probably because I was a little overtired."

This time, before Yan Guiqiu reached out to push, Jiang Xuehe took the initiative to back away, while grabbing the quilt next to him and covering it.

"If you have nothing to do tomorrow, just sleep with me for a while."

Jiang Xuehe was still holding Yan Guiqiu in his arms.

This posture is actually not that comfortable, but it can give people a sense of security and satisfaction.

Yan Guiqiu subconsciously licked the corners of her lips with the tip of her tongue, wondering if it was the aftereffect of taking too much medicine recently, she always felt that she had tasted a little bit of bitterness.

"Good night." Jiang Xuehe's voice rang in her ears.

Yan Guiqiu put aside his redundant thoughts——

It can't be that bad luck...

The two fell asleep in a daze, and neither of them continued to think about it.

The next morning, Jiang Xuehe still woke up earlier than Yan Guiqiu.

But this time, before she could open her eyes, her heart skipped a beat.

She felt that her head was a little heavier than the day before, and the faint tingling in her throat told her that it was probably not the aftereffect of a hangover.

Yan Guiqiu woke up with a start, bumped into Jiang Xuehe's forehead, and couldn't help being startled.

"Do you have a fever?" Yan Guiqiu's tiredness immediately disappeared.

Lying on the bed, Jiang Xuehe caught sight of Yan Guiqiu nervously running back and forth from the corner of his eye, and sighed heavily from the bottom of his heart——

Just so unlucky.

It's still Chinese New Year.

But it's not too unexpected. After all, I was busy and anxious before, and coupled with the temperature difference between the two countries, the cold wind blows at night. If I don't want to get sick, I probably have to have a body of iron.

Over there, Yan Guiqiu took Jiang Xuehe's temperature, and she only had a low-grade fever, but she still couldn't help showing a bit of guilt on her face, probably still thinking in her heart that she had infected it.

Jiang Xuehe lay down on the bed and took two pills from the cup in Yan Guiqiu's hand. His consciousness gradually became clearer and his throat didn't hurt so much.

Based on past experience, it is not too serious. If you take a good rest and keep warm in the past few days, it should be fine.

Yan Guiqiu was taking the cup away, when he came back, he saw Jiang Xuehe lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Yan Guiqiu asked.

"I'm asking for leave from my grandfather." Jiang Xuehe said, "It just so happens that I can take a few more days off."

While explaining, she typed the last reply and threw the phone aside.

"I think I still need a warm|bed service." Jiang Xuehe stretched out his hand and patted the bed, blinked his eyes, and looked a little fragile with his pale face, "Will you pity me, a patient? "

When pretending to be pitiful to Shang Jiang Xuehe, Yan Guiqiu's reason always ran away from home.

This time is no exception.

She stood there and thought for only two seconds, then completely forgot about the next arrangement.

Looking at the alarm clock on the table, it was still very early at this moment, even if he went back to sleep, it would be more than enough.

Yan Guiqiu quickly convinced himself, put down the clothes in his hands, still put on his pajamas, and happily returned to the warm bed.

The one who said that he needed warm | bed service was shocked by the cold air outside.

Jiang Xuehe still hugged her and did not let go.

He didn't dare to get too close, he just hugged him from behind, and he could only lower his head and kiss Yan Guiqiu's hair, but Jiang Xuehe already felt that his heart was filled with something warm.

Another sunny day.

The sunlight outside shines on the quilt through the window.

The two of them curled up together looked like cats basking in the sun on the roof. Their laziness made people feel satisfied just by looking at them.

On the second day of the new year, the two of them spent in bed.

——Fireworks World·End——