She Becomes Ugly if She Doesn’t Study

Every time she catches a cold, she survives it by herself.

Tang Su looked at Xue Yao who was busy in the kitchen. She thought, if he didn't rush over in time today, she might have a high fever to a coma and no one would know.

She lives here alone, without family or companions, just like a lonely family.

The fever slowly subsided, and Tang Su's consciousness gradually became sober as his body temperature dropped.

After Xue Yao came out of the kitchen, she sat up by herself, turned on the TV, and watched a variety show.

Xue Yao sat beside Tang Su with the porridge.

"Is it better?"

Tang Su nodded slightly. It's better, because she feels a little bit stronger.

"Eat something, otherwise you will lose energy." Xue Yao took a spoonful of porridge and handed it over.

"I'll do it myself." Tang Su said hoarsely.

Xue Yao did not withdraw his hand, but handed the spoon to Tang Su's mouth, "I'll feed you."

Tang Su pursed his lips. After hesitating for a while, he slowly opened his mouth.

She looked at Xue Yao, with a touch of gratitude in her eyes, as if a warmth was flowing in her heart.

Suddenly, she remembered one night more than two years ago, when she was lying on the side of the road after she was drunk. It was the boy in front of her who sent herself to the hospital and took care of herself all night in the hospital.

But now, she is sick, and he is the one who takes care of herself.

"Thank you, Xue Yao." Tang Su whispered.

"Fool, why are you thanking." Xue Yao stretched out his hand and scratched Tang Su's nose, still a little uncomfortable with her being so polite, after all, they were already in such a close relationship.

"Come on, continue to drink." Xue Yao continued to feed Tang Su the porridge. Seeing Tang Su drank all the porridge, his worries were reduced a bit, because his appetite improved, which meant that his condition had improved.

Tang Su drank all the porridge in the bowl, but she seemed to lose her sense of taste and could not taste the taste of the food she ate.

"I'll go downstairs to get dumplings and fruits. You didn't eat anything in the morning, but some snacks in the afternoon." Xue Yao put the bowl aside and got up to leave.

But as soon as he got up, Tang Su pulled his sleeves.

A trace of anxiety grew in Tang Su's eyes. She looked at Xue Yao and said with some worry: "Xue Yao, I think I might pass the disease to you." Tang Su had the flu for the first time, but she knew that the disease was very contagious, like the two of them. Being in the same space like this, and having been in close contact, Xue Yao has a high probability of being infected.

Xue Yao reached out and touched Tang Su's head.

"It's okay, just pass it." He said calmly, without the worry of being infected.

At this moment, he cares more about whether the girl in front of him can get better sooner.

"I went down to get something, you remember to take medicine."

After speaking, Xue Yao turned around and walked out of 2501.

Tang Su sat on the sofa, her head less dizzy, but she felt a little uncomfortable in her throat and muscle aches.

Taking out his cell phone, Tang Su wanted to send a message to his father, telling him that he was not feeling well.

However, after clicking on the dialog box, Tang Su just sent a sentence: "Dad, we are on vacation." He didn't mention his illness.

She thought that her father might be at work at this moment, or her father was accompanying his son who was less than one year old.

She didn't want to disturb her father's life anymore.