When Xie meihui came out of the bathroom, she was already covered with a thick blanket, but she still felt a little cold.

She was just about to go to the shop when Ouyang Xi said, "come up and sleep."

"Ah?" Xie Meihua was surprised to see that he was still leaning on the head of the bed and didn't come down. She couldn't help saying, "it's not appropriate."

Ouyang Xi half narrowed his eyes: "I'm not comfortable. I don't have that mind to move you. You are caught in the rain again, and then you sleep on the ground. What if you catch a cold? "

Xie Meihua hesitated for a moment, but finally she couldn't resist the temptation of the bed and walked over with the quilt in her arms.

She wrapped herself tightly with a quilt, and Ouyang Xi frowned as she looked at it, and half of her quilt was released to cover her.

Xie meihui's eyes widened in surprise. Before he could say anything, Ouyang Xi had already laid down with his back to her: "go to sleep. It's better to cover it a little thicker and sweat."

Xie Mei painted subconsciously, but her cheeks were a little red, and her lips were unconsciously dyed with a smile. She soon fell asleep with her eyes closed.

In the middle of the night, Ouyang Xi felt something behind him. He thought it was Xie Meihua who was sleepwalking again. But he turned over and found that Xie Meihua was just leaning towards him.

She seems to be very afraid of cold, always want to close to his arms, her face is red, lips are very dry, the body is still slightly trembling.

Ouyang Xi quickly raised her hand to touch her forehead. The temperature of her tentacles was amazing.

"That girl!" Ouyang Xi quickly got up and wrapped Xie Meihua tightly with a quilt. He rushed to the spare medical box at home, which contained some commonly used antipyretic drugs.

All night, Ouyang Xi had been taking care of her, giving her medicine and water. It was only in the morning that Xie Meihua's fever came down. Ouyang Xi was also relieved.

He went to the kitchen to make porridge, took a bath in his spare time and changed into clean clothes.

When he came into the bedroom with the porridge, Xie Meihua was still asleep.

He patted her face and woke her up: "get up and have porridge."

Xie Meihua opened her eyes vaguely and saw him. Subconsciously, she called out his name: "Ouyang Xi?"

"It's me." Knowing that she was still confused at the moment, Ouyang Xi personally scooped porridge to feed her.

Xie Meihua was drinking congee cleverly. Suddenly she looked at him and began to smile. When Ouyang Xi was about to take back his hand, she suddenly held his hand and called softly, "Xi."

Ouyang Xi's hand froze for a moment. In the impression, except for the time in front of her elders and Lily, it was the first time that she called his name so intimately when they were alone.

Is the brain still confused with fever? Ouyang Xi Wei Lian Mou, light should she a.

Draw back hand, scoop up a spoonful of porridge again, haven't had time to feed, listen to her murmur in a low voice: "I seem to really like you."

Like it?! Ouyang Xi was stunned. His heart seemed to have missed a beat at that moment. Even he couldn't understand what kind of mood he was in now.

She said she liked him? What about him? What's his attitude towards Xie Meihua? He didn't know, he didn't understand clearly, and his heart was a little confused.

He put the bowl on the cupboard beside the bed and whispered“ Take it while it's hot, and then take the medicine and sleep for a while. It should be all right. "

Then he got up and went out.

Xie Meihua looked at his back and wrapped herself up in a quilt.

Her brain was a little confused, but she knew exactly what she had just said, but she didn't expect that her confession was in exchange for Ouyang Xi's cold response.

She knew that she was a little impulsive, maybe she should wait a little longer, wait for two people to get along for a while, and then find a suitable opportunity to express to him.

Instead of saying it without warning, like now, by pretending to be confused when you are sick.

But on the other hand, this is actually Ouyang Xi's most real reaction... In his heart, maybe she is just an object pretending to be in love with him. Since it's fake, it's not her fault.

Would he do the same if someone else changed? Will he treat other girls so gently?

The more she thought about it, the worse she felt. She curled herself up under the quilt and closed her eyes. It seemed that her heart would not hurt so much.

When Xie Meihua got up, it was already afternoon. As soon as she came out of her bedroom, she ran into Ouyang Xi who came out of her study.

"Are you better?" Ouyang Xi went to the kitchen to pour water and asked casually.

"It's much better." Xie Meihua answered with a smile and went to see Ouyang Xi's reaction carefully.

He just nodded faintly, then he didn't look at her any more. He directly took the water and walked towards the study.

Xie meihui didn't know where her courage came from, so she called out to him: "wait a minute."

Ouyang Xi steps slightly, turns his head and looks at her.

Xie Meihua took a deep breath. Since she had said it before, she didn't care to say it again. Instead of letting her heart hang high, she would rather he gave her an answer directly.

"You heard what I said to you this morning..."

Before she finished her words, she watched Ouyang Xi's hand tighten on the cup, and her eyebrows wrinkled and twisted into a knot.

What does this reaction mean? Xie Meihua knows very well that frowning is the most direct refusal.

Sure enough, it was her own wishful thinking. In fact, Ouyang Xi has already said that he likes mature women, and she is far from mature. In other words, in his eyes, she has always been just a little yellow haired girl.

So, even if Ouyang Xi didn't answer, at that moment, Xie Meihua already knew the answer... This time, she lost the bet.

She raised her head slightly, suppressed the wet in her eyes, and thought that at the end, she would never lose her temper in front of him: "I already know your answer."

She forced to pull out a smile, and the repressive look touched Ouyang Xi's heart inexplicably.

It seems that there is something extremely small emotion constantly gathering, fermenting, and swelling in the bottom of his heart, but he forced himself to suppress his emotion, still silent, and his eyes fell on her.

What is his answer? She already knows? He didn't know how to respond to her, and she knew something.

"In fact, at the beginning, you made your words very clear, and I also understood that we were just acting, not really. But... "

Xie Meihua gave a weak self mockery smile, clearly with a smile on her lips, but her voice choked: "just like the time when you pretended to kiss me on the top of the mountain, you can tell what is acting and what makes reality come true. But I don't have as much experience as you do, and I don't have as clear a head as you do... I can't tell

She raised her eyes and looked at him. Her eyes were clear and full of water: "I can't tell what is acting and what is reality. You see, Mingming knows that he is an actor, but I still can't help myself to say that I like you. "

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