Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

After school, Jiang Yan went to the physics building to pick up Song Jiawen.

Because he had agreed with her to wait for him in the classroom, he put his bicycle directly downstairs when he arrived and quickly went upstairs.

The freshman was on the third floor. Jiang Yan suddenly remembered that although he often came to the physics building, he always waited for her outside. This was the first time he walked in inside.

He slapped his forehead. Really, he had been busy running around in circles every day since he arrived in Kyoto. Not only did he fail to achieve his original plan of enjoying college life, he even failed to take good care of Song Jiawen.

It was easy to find their classroom. Jiang Yan poked her head in from the front door and saw Liang Yujun and the others surrounding her. There was also a boy holding a thermos cup and passing it to her.

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes when he looked at the pretty face, coughed lightly, and shouted, "Jiajia."

Liang Yujun and others turned around and hurriedly waved him in, "Jiang Yan, Jia Jia has a fever."

Jiang Yan came closer and naturally put his hand on her forehead. The hot feeling made him frown.

He turned to Liang Yujun and said, "I'll take her to the hospital first, and you guys can take her schoolbag back."

Song Jiawen stood up and walked out. Xue Weisong reached out to help her while stepping back, "Slow down."

Song Jiawen's pretty face turned red due to the fever. She waved her hand to Xue Weisong, "It's okay. There's no problem walking."

He said it was okay to walk, but as soon as he reached Jiang Yan, he leaned into his arms.

Her legs were really weak and she couldn't stand firmly. She had to hold on to finish the afternoon class. She could pretend to be strong in front of others, but in front of Jiang Yan, she just wanted to be as comfortable as possible.Even leaning against him now was still uncomfortable, but she just didn't want to walk.

The temperature has dropped to around zero in the past two days. Jiang Yan is wearing the down jacket Song Jiawen bought for him today, with a black turtleneck underneath.

He hugged her without forgetting to glance at Xue Weisong, who looked stunned, then took off his down jacket and put it on her, coaxing softly, "Put it on, it will be cold when we go out later."

Song Jiawen stretched out her arms and put on Jiang Yan's large down jacket, then lay on his back and closed her eyes in relief.

Coming down from the third floor, Song Jiawen was already asleep.

Jiang Yan took out the car key from his pocket with one hand and handed it to Liang Yujun, "Please help me ride my bicycle to the carport near your dormitory. I will carry her to take a taxi."

Liang Yujun reached out to take it, and put Song Jiawen's down jacket hat on her. Jiang Yan's coat reached to her thighs, and she was wrapped up tightly, so she shouldn't be cold.

But the distance from the physics building to the school gate is not close. The key point is that Jiang Yan is only wearing a sweater.
  But he didn't say any more and strode away easily carrying the person on his back.

"Jiang Yan looks like a good man!" Ding Yuanyuan looked at the two people leaving and said with envy, "In the future, I won't find a boyfriend like this who is tall and strong. I definitely don't want him."

Sha Yali nodded, "This request can be added, but even if it's someone like Jiang Yan, Yuanyuan you."

As she spoke, she looked up and down at Ding Yuanyuan's increasingly rounded figure and chuckled, "I guess I can't even carry a few steps."

"I'm puffy, but not heavy. But you, Sha Yali, dare to take off your hat outside? Let me see how much hair you have lost today?"

A few girls walked back in a noisy manner, not noticing that on the stairs not far behind them, Xue Weisong was looking at the two figures walking away with deep eyes.
  Jiang Yan had long legs, and it didn't take long for him to carry Song Jiawen to the gate.

He raised his hand and touched her forehead again. Maybe it was because she was outside, but it wasn't as hot as before. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he thought for a while, flagged down a taxi, and gave the name of the community where Mu Chenyan lived, Qinghe Garden. Mu Chenyan was preparing dinner at home when Jiang Yan arrived carrying Song Jiawen on his back. Auntie is on leave, so she has to make dinner herself today.

When she heard the doorbell ringing, she thought it was Yu Heng who forgot to bring the key. She didn't expect that her daughter, who only wanted to come here on Saturday, would come now.

"What's going on here?"

Mu Chenyan was startled, and her voice trembled with fear when she saw her motionless daughter lying on Jiang Yan's back.

"It's okay, Auntie, I fell asleep."

As Jiang Yan entered the room, he explained in a low voice that she had a severe cold and fever in the afternoon, and then said, "I originally planned to take her to the hospital, but I saw that she was asleep, so I thought it would be better to wait until she wakes up and then check the situation."

After all, if you take medicine as soon as you catch a cold, the effect may not be achieved and the body's resistance may be reduced.

Mu Chenyan thanked Jiang Yan gratefully, and while leading him to Xiaosi's room, she said in a low voice, "Let her sleep first. I'll call her second brother right away to ask him to come back."

Although the second child is a brain expert, this kind of internal medicine cold is naturally not a problem.

The two of them gently helped Song Jiawen take off her clothes, and when they were helping her lie down on the bed, she suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed Jiang Yan's hand.

His hazy eyes were obviously not fully awake, but the fear on his face was obvious!
  If Song Xiwen was present, she must be extremely familiar with Song Jiawen's expression. In the years when he was first brought to her home, Song Jiawen would suddenly wake up from her sleep almost every night, and then grab her arm tightly.

Later, as I got older, this phenomenon eased slightly, but my poor sleep never improved.

The fear brought to her by that childhood experience is deep-rooted, and she doesn't know when it will be completely eliminated.

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly spoke softly, "It's me Jia Jia."

Before Jiang Yan could finish speaking, she heard a familiar voice and a familiar smell on the tip of her nose. Song Jiawen immediately closed her eyes, tilted her head and fell asleep again, but the hand holding Jiang Yan never let go. .

Mu Chenyan looked at this scene in shock for a while, then realized it and her eyes were red.

She turned around and walked back to the living room, picked up her cell phone and found Yu Feng's number and dialed it, "Your sister has a fever. Come back quickly."

After putting down the phone, she stayed in the living room for a while to sort out her emotions, and then returned to her daughter's room.

Jiang Yan waited until Song Jiawen was completely asleep before taking out his hand, tucking her in and walking out.

He thought that Mu Chenyan should be able to take good care of her in her own home.But before leaving, I couldn't help but tell her, "Auntie, she usually likes to drink chicken and spinach porridge when she's not feeling well. Do you have chicken and spinach at home? Or white porridge with cold potato shreds is fine. The white porridge should be thicker."

He mentioned a few of Song Jiawen's favorite foods. Mu Chenyan hurriedly wrote them down and asked him how to make them.

Jiang Yan:.
  He remembered that Song Jiawen once learned to cook from him very seriously, but the same stir-fry and the same seasonings produced completely different tastes, which was hard to describe!

Looking at Mu Chenyan's careful records again, I suddenly understood
  Today is the last day of the month, and I swear there will be another update tonight.