Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 223 Are You Dumb?

Song Xiaolin talked to himself for a long time, until he heard Lu Jingyan whispering in his sleep——

"Children, children..."

Suddenly her mind moved, and she sneaked closer, but she heard him slowly say in her ear, "Water...water...I want water..." Her slightly parted lips were as pale as snowflakes falling from the sky.

"Do you want some water? I'll pour it."

She hurriedly poured the boiled water, probably because she was a little anxious, so the hand holding the handle trembled slightly uncontrollably, she lost control and spilled the water on the table, but before she had time to wipe it off, she took the water glass and folded it in a hurry After getting back, it took a lot of effort to prop him up on his shoulders, and then feed the water into his mouth bit by bit.

Xu Shi was choked, and he couldn't help coughing a few times.

She raised her hand to run along his back, and asked worriedly: "How is it? Is it better?"

He didn't answer.

But after drinking the water, the lips are obviously moisturized a lot.

Lu Jingyan seemed to be asleep again, his breathing was shallow and gentle.

Song Xiaolin tucked in the quilt and covered him up again. After confirming that he had fallen asleep again, he got up to wipe the water-stained tabletop.

But immediately, his voice came from behind without warning——

"Close the window." He said heavily, mixed into the gentle breeze mixed with the smell of medicine.

Like a ray of light in the deep sea, piercing the silence of everything.

His sudden words obviously startled her who was defenseless. Fortunately, she covered her mouth in time to prevent the sound of panic from coming out of her throat.

Without even looking back, she subconsciously went to close the window.

After closing the window, the wind was blocked from the glass, and the house was quiet.

She just turned to look at him.

But at some point Lu Jingyan sat up from the bed.

His eyes are still deep, but there is no wave at the bottom of his eyes, nor the stunning luster of the past. They are clear and cold, even with a layer of faint and lifeless dark gray, but they are more like hiding the North Pole. The ice and snow are not moved by anything.

What does the world look like in his eyes now?
Perhaps there is no such thing as black and white.

Like a bird with folded wings in the sun, lonely and helpless.

Song Xiaopurn was very distressed, but he couldn't share anything, so he could only look at him lovingly.

But he couldn't feel her hot gaze, he was only lost in his own thoughts.

There was no sound, no answer, but the window was closed.

It seems that there are indeed people in this room.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and asked, "Why don't you speak?"

"..."

It was so close that she couldn't help blurting it out.

But she suddenly remembered what Lu Zhengquan said.

No, she must not say a word in front of him.

Otherwise, it will be exposed, and he will definitely recognize her.

Song Xiaolin secretly clenched his hands into fists, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the deep-seated love, and kept brainwashing himself: Your current identity is not Song Xiaolin, but a maid, a maid!
Inside the house, it was still exceptionally quiet.

Xu Shi had no extra patience to wait for her answer, Lu Jingyan raised his eyebrows, and asked slowly, "Are you dumb?"

She hesitated for a while, and finally walked towards him slowly, stopped at the side of the bed, bent slightly, picked up his right hand, gently spread her palm, and wrote stroke by stroke with her fingertips. is" word.

"newcomer?"

She wrote another "yes" in his palm.

Then the warmth gradually arises, seemingly absent.

But his brows and eyes were still reserved, as if unmoved, after a long time, he said in a cool voice, "My shirt is unbuttoned, please help me fasten it."

"..."

Hearing these words in his ears, Song Xiaolin's gaze also fell involuntarily. Lu Jingyan's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the slightly open shirt made him unexpectedly a little lazy.

She blushed for a moment and swallowed unconsciously.

But after being shy, I felt puzzled.

He could obviously do it by himself, why did he have to let her do it?

But knowing that a servant cannot disobey her master's order, she didn't have the mind to think about anything, so she could only slowly bend down, leaned over, and carefully buttoned his shirt.

At this time, the broken hair that was originally pinned behind her ears was inadvertently scattered, and a strand of hair lightly brushed against his chin, and the sound of her slightly heavy breathing was within easy reach.

Finally, in her invisible field of vision, he curled his lips calmly.

Soon, Song Xiaolin finished fastening the buttons, and she straightened up immediately, keeping a distance of half a meter from him.

Lu Jingyan lazily closed his eyes, "Accompany me to the back garden downstairs to relax."

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The flowers are clustered and colorful, and the butterflies are flying lightly.

The air here is fresh.

Song Xiaolin helped Lu Jingyan sit on the wheelchair, and pushed him through the flowers and plants, even the round pebbles.

He who had been quiet all the way, seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly asked, "Are there many flowers of different colors here?"

She stopped, took his hand, and wrote "yes" on her palm.

"Go and pick one of the flowers of different colors."

"..."

She didn't know what to say, so she didn't move.

His eyes were pale and dull, "What?"

"..." After only a moment of hesitation, she finally went to pick the flowers.

After a few minutes, put the flowers in a bunch and hand them to him.

Lu Jingyan felt the soft petals with his fingertips, and then he asked unexpectedly, "Among all the colors in nature, which color do you like the most?"

"..."

Song Xiaolin felt an indescribable sense of surprise in his heart, always feeling that he had been secretly embarrassing a dumb person on purpose?
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional?

Seeing that she didn't reply for a long time, he repeated it casually, "What? I asked you, among all the colors in nature, which color do you like the most?"

She calmed down slowly, took his hand, and carefully wrote a word stroke by stroke in the palm.

The colors are nothing more than red, yellow, blue, purple, orange, green, white, black...

According to the strokes she wrote down, he probably understood, "Do you like green?"

She wrote the word "yes".

He asked lightly, "Why?"

"..." Chinese characters are too complicated, and the more characters are written, the less expressive they are.

So, how to express exactly why you like green?

Song Xiaolin looked around and suddenly had an idea.

She pulled out the weeds on the side and gently placed them in his hands.

With a slight touch, you know it is a grass.

"Weeds?" Lu Jingyan chuckled, but didn't seem to be smiling, "You want to say that the wild fires can't be burned out and the spring breeze blows to regenerate them. It represents tenacity and hope, doesn't it?"

She nodded subconsciously, but forgot that he couldn't see.

So the little hand held his hand and slowly wrote the word "yes".

(End of this chapter)