Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 223
In the weather at the end of August, the autumn tiger is still very fierce.

Qingran, who got up early, sat at the dining table to eat alone. Halfway through breakfast, he didn't see a familiar figure walking in from outside.

It stands to reason that Xie Ying'an would usually go out to exercise on time, not to mention going to the finals today.

Since Xie Ying'an stayed at her house for one night when it rained last time, he simply moved his things here and lived here again.

After waiting for a while, but still hadn't seen Xie Ying'an, Qing Ran was a little puzzled, and turned to Aunt Liu who was busy in the kitchen: "Aunt Liu, did you see Xie Ying'an this morning?"

Aunt Liu came out of the kitchen and wiped her wet hands with her apron: "Xiao Xie? I didn't see it. I wonder why he didn't get up for a run this morning?"

Qingran had a bad premonition in her heart, she put down the half-drinked porridge in her hand, turned around and walked upstairs.

Aunt Liu shouted from behind: "Hey~ Xiaoran, why don't you go up after breakfast?"

Qingran didn't look back, just said: "Aunt Liu, I'll come down to eat later."

As soon as she finished speaking, she walked upstairs, and the first room on the right was the room where Xie Ying'an lived now.

Qingran walked to the door, raised her hand and knocked on the door lightly twice.

When she heard no response, she called out again: "Xie Ying'an?"

As soon as the words were finished, the door opened from the inside. Xie Ying'an, who was still wearing pajamas, was uncharacteristically pale. The corner of his mouth forced a smile at Qing Ran: "Morning!"

He looked like he had just woken up, and his hair was curled up. If it weren't for the obvious sickness, he would be a little bit happy.

"Are you sick?" Qingran asked after looking at him for a while.

Xie Ying'an pinched the center of her eyebrows, and said in a pitiful tone, "I have a headache."

He has always been able to bear it, and if he can say that it hurts, it must not be within the scope of tolerance.

Qingran looked at him for a while, tiptoed to touch his forehead, and slender fingertips brushed away the boy's thin bangs and applied them.

The temperature under the palm was a little hot, Xie Ying'an half-closed his eyes, and his expression was surprisingly obedient.

But at this time, Qingran has no time to care about whether he is obedient or not.

She only knew one thing. On the day of the finals, Xie Ying'an, who was always as strong as a cow, caught a cold! ! !
Day oh, this is too fucked up, isn't it?

Isn't Xie Ying'an the hero?What about the hero halo?

Then Qingran thought, the author of this book would not have deliberately written him as sick to highlight Xie Yingan as a hero, and then took the No. 1 meme of the finals, right?
If this is really the case, Qingran is not worried, after all, the male protagonist, the real success is the success of some setbacks.

Qingran withdrew her hand, took a step back, and distanced herself from Xie Ying'an: "You have a fever, I'll get some..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Li Qingmo's roar from the next room——

"...Sun Ningzhi, how many times do I have to tell you? Don't disturb my sleep! Don't disturb my sleep!! Don't disturb my sleep!!! You don't understand, do you?"

Then there was the loud bang of things being thrown.

Don't think about it, he must have smashed the phone again.

This wake up is a bit more airy.

Li Qingmo didn't even close the door of his room when he slept at night. Just as Qingran was about to go to her brother's room, Xie Ying'an, who was still sick just now, stepped in front of her and stopped her in her footsteps.

That speed doesn't look like a sick person.

Qingran looked at Xie Ying'an in surprise, she frowned slightly, and joked with him: "Is he cured?"

Xie Ying'an quickly leaned against the wall sleepily, covered her head and said in a muffled voice: "No, I still have a headache..."

"I'm going to get you the medicine. It's running out of time. You and my brother should prepare quickly."

After all, he turned around and went downstairs.

At 5:32, it is indeed running out of time.

Two days ago, Old Wu informed them to start on time at six o'clock, an hour later than last time, because the number of people entering the finals was more than half less than last time, so the time was not so urgent.

But the boys got up and washed faster than Qingran thought.

At 5:40, Xie Ying'an and Li Qingmo went downstairs fully dressed.

It took less than 10 minutes, so that the medicine in Qingran's hand hadn't been brewed yet.

Seeing them coming down, Aunt Liu quickly filled two bowls of hot porridge and brought them over.

In the kitchen, Qingran could hear Aunt Liu's rambling voice: "Why did Xiao Xie suddenly get sick? You have to eat something before taking the medicine, otherwise taking the medicine on an empty stomach will be bad for your stomach..."

Li Qingmo, who had a toast in his mouth, spoke vaguely: "Aunt Liu, did you read it wrong? He is as strong as a cow, how could he be sick?"

The granules of the medicine melted into the boiling water one by one. Qingran walked out of the kitchen with the water cup in hand, put the prepared medicine in front of Xie Yingan, and reminded him: "Should I take the medicine after eating?"

Xie Ying'an looked at Qingran first, and then looked down at Yao. A smile of joy appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

Li Qingmo, who has been staring at Xie Ying'an: "..."

Oh shit!Why is this guy smiling like a spring at his sister?
Li Qingmo felt a little upset when his sister cared about other boys. He gulped down the milk in the cup, and slapped the empty cup in front of Qingran: "Full up!"

The same tone as the uncle.

Qingran looked at her brother helplessly. Her brother folded his arms around his chest, raised his chin high, and looked at you naked through his nostrils. He looked like you dare not pour milk for me today, and I will cut off siblings for you in the future The attitude of the relationship!
ah~
Anyway, he already had breakfast, so Qingran stood up and poured a glass of milk for uncle Li Qingmo.

Li Qingmo picked up the milk and took a sip as if tasting delicious food, and then raised an eyebrow at Xie Ying'an in a huff.

That means something like: Look!My sister is my sister, do you think you can snatch her away?

Speaking of childishness, what kind of good bird can Xie Ying'an be?
He took a few sips of the medicine, frowning slightly, and then took a few more sips, and the frown deepened. He didn't look at the dye, but looked at the empty glass in front of him, which looked like a baby's mouth. It's bitter, but the baby doesn't look like it.

Qingran forced himself to harden his heart, but after only looking at him twice, he couldn't help but soften into a puddle of mud.

The young man's appearance is against the sky, and he will lower his eyebrows and look pitiful, like a little puppy who has been abandoned by others.

Who the hell can bear this?
Qingran sighed silently again, and reached for the cup in front of Xie Yingan: "You have a cold now, and you can't drink milk. If the medicine is bitter, I'll get you a cup of boiled water?"

Xie Ying'an drank a few more mouthfuls of medicine before nodding: "Thank you!"

After Qingran poured a cup of boiling water, Xie Ying'an's operation became even more flamboyant. He placed both cups in front of him, and pushed the porridge bowl aside.

Every time he took a sip of the medicine, he would drink another glass of water in turn, not forgetting to protest Li Qingmo lightly.

Li Qingmo looked at the only glass of milk in his hand, and then at the two glasses in front of Xie Ying'an.

This guy was not happy, so he started to do it.

He cleared his throat a few times, coughed twice, and then slowly said to Qingran: "Li Qingran, didn't you see that your brother is also sick?"

Qingran: "..."

Sorry, I'm blind!

"Hurry up," Li Qingmo gestured to Xie Ying'an with his chin, urging her: "Go and make me a cup of that medicine."

Xie Ying'an: "..."

Qingran: "..."

Please, just be one person!

(End of this chapter)