sweet strawberry love

Chapter 1038 Fu Chen Has a Fever

Wei Shuxian looked at the name on the pregnancy test report.

Lil
Only one letter away from her name.

One letter caused such an oolong.

So are the ups and downs of life.

When she was suffering so much and finally made a choice and planned to accept the child in her womb, she suddenly told her, Wei Shuxian, this is just a mirror image, it's fake, don't be in front of it.

The thin pink lips evoked a sarcastic smile.

Her slender fingers landed on her flat stomach, and she couldn't tell whether it was happiness or disappointment.

Wei Shuxian ate a bowl of noodles without taste, threw the bowl into the dishwasher, and went to the bedroom.

The sky was gloomy, the willows were on the moon, Wei Shuxian drew the curtains, and the room was filled with darkness.

Lying on the bed, she slowly closed her eyes but didn't feel sleepy at all.

Some things that happened today were too dramatic, until now, she still felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Wei Shuxian couldn't sleep, so she took a coat and put it on her body and went to the studio.

With a snap, she turned on the lights in her studio, illuminating what she loved most in life.

Instead of sitting in front of the piano, she took down a guitar.

She chose a piece of music that she was very familiar with, but just as her finger landed on it, a string suddenly broke.

Wei Shuxian frowned delicately and beautifully. She opened the side drawer, but there were no spare strings in it.

She suddenly wanted to play the guitar tonight, but she didn't have much interest in other musical instruments. Her clear eyes glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and it was only seven o'clock, not too late.

Wei Shuxian went back to her room, changed her clothes and went out.

As soon as she opened the door of the room, she was stunned.

Sitting in front of the door of her house was a tall and straight figure, with thin bangs drooping meekly, covering his long and narrow dark eyes, and his pale lips were tightly pressed together.

The lights in the corridor were on, casting circles of shadows on his fair face.

The air was filled with the smell of nicotine, Wei Shuxian frowned quickly, Fu Chen seemed to be asleep, and was indifferent to her going out.

Fu Chen had a fever.

His head was groggy, his body was limp and weak, and boundless and endless coldness swept over him, he was very cold.

There was a scent of gardenias floating around him, he wanted to raise his hand to catch the scent, but his arms were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up at all, and his eyelids were also heavy, after struggling countless times, the eyelids finally lifted slightly Moving, leaving a silhouette of white skirt corners in the halo.

He wanted to raise his hand to grab it, but his arm fell heavily.

When Wei Shuxian went out, Fu Chen sat in front of her house, and when she came back, he was still sitting in front of her house.

She didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but when she walked to the door and took out the key, she heard the sound of her teeth chattering.

"Cold...so cold..."

Wei Shuxian paused when she opened the door, and she glanced back at the downcast man.

He was still crying out for the cold, holding his arms tightly like a little beast that was injured and sought warmth but couldn't find it.

His fair and handsome face was flushed, Wei Shuxian knelt down and put her hand on his forehead.

Hot, very hot.

Her slender white hands fell on his clothes again.

Tide, very tide.

Wei Shuxian looked at Fu Chen with a trace of complexity.

Fu Chen suddenly raised his powerful hand and grabbed Wei Shuxian's hand on his chest, holding it tightly, refusing to let go.

　I'm sorry, sorry, I'm drunk and dreamy this afternoon, the update is late, I'm going to have a meal, I'll be right back! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)