MTL - The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me-Chapter 846 Sports students vs dance students 78

   Chapter 846 Sports Students vs Dance Students 78

Qi An thought about this, dazed for a moment, then lifted his legs onto the bed with great effort, picked up the quilt and covered him up, and five minutes later, took out the thermometer from his shirt, took a look, and his blood pressure shot up to burst .

  40.3℃!

  The fever is so severe that I don’t take medicine or eat, and I don’t go to the hospital. I shut myself in the bedroom and sleep in the dark, and no one sees me.

  Did he beat his body like iron? ! What a waste!

   Qi'an's chest was on fire, angry and heartbroken, he had a fever and she was so uncomfortable, angry that he couldn't take care of himself at all, and then began to think why he suddenly fell ill...

  Many things seem to be remembered only after hindsight.

  When I went to the billiard club to look for him that day, his complexion was not very good. At that time, she just thought that Pei Xuyan was in a bad mood, but she never thought that he was sick.

  He can support himself, as long as there is one breath left, he will not fall.

  The high fever came fiercely, like revenge for his arrogance.

  Pei Xuyan didn't have the strength to make a fuss anymore, Qi'an looked at him for a while, pursed his lips, put away the thermometer, endured the pain in his leg, and found antipyretics from the medicine box.

  Brought hot water and fed him medicine. The man closed his eyes and did not open his mouth. Every cell in his body was filled with resistance.

   Qi An gritted his teeth and pushed his teeth away with his hands, stuffed the medicine in, and quickly brought hot water to his mouth.

  His breath was all over her palms, and that kind of hot air made her shiver finely.

  He seemed to be choking, coughed violently several times, leaned against the edge of the bed and wanted to vomit, Qi An covered his mouth in shock.

   "Don't throw up, this is medicine!"

  Pei Xuyan retched for a long time, coughed out his lungs, and even his Adam's apple and neck were covered with a light red layer. He was drowsy and delirious from the fever. He didn't have time to look at the people around him, so he fell back and continued to sleep.

  The troubled Qi An's back was wet with sweat, and he was in a terrible panic.

  She took another basin of cold water, soaked the towel, squeezed it half dry and covered his forehead, repeating this action every once in a while.

  Watching him by the side, rubbing his knee uncomfortably with one hand, he didn't breathe a sigh of relief until his body temperature dropped.

  Outside the bedroom, the door was quietly opened a crack, Pei Yangyu tried his best to open his eyes wide and looked in, his eyes sparkled with curiosity.

what! Wow! (⊙o⊙)

  He quietly took a photo with his mobile phone, set up a private group, pulled in people other than the Lord, and sent it out. The family gossiped about Pei Xuyan's relationship problems.

   After all, the young master's slightest disturbance can cause a sensation in the whole family.

  Pei Ruishen: [Don't take pictures of others casually. 】

  Qin Nian: [Your brother finally has a girlfriend? ! Whose girl accepted this young master, that's amazing! 】

  Shang Yan: 【Looks like I was right to leave today. 】

  Pei Yangyu grinned: 【Happy to take off! Waiting to drink the second uncle's wedding wine. 】

  Pei Huan: [Why is no one asking for my opinion? 】

  Pei Huan: [It is impossible for Pei Xuyan to marry this kind of girl and step into the house! 】

  The next second, Pei Huan was removed from the group chat by Pei Yangyu.

  #The world is isolated and I let it taunt

  #The majesty of the head of the family can be said to fall

  In the room, Qi An didn't notice it. When he looked outside, the sky was already completely dark, and he realized how late it was.

  Looking at the phone, it's half past nine in the evening.

  The faint fluorescent light on the screen lit up in the dark room. It was time for her to go back. She packed her things and got up, but someone grabbed her wrist suddenly, and there was a burst of resistance.

   "Don't go away..."

  A hoarse voice sounded unconsciously, the voice was extremely low and deep.

   Qi'an looked back at him, he was not awake, his brows and eyes were rare and fragile in the dimness, his slender and thick hands grabbed her wrist, and he refused to let go no matter what, like a sick person seeking support.

   After a long time, Qi An patted the back of his hand lightly, like a gentle consolation: "Don't go."

  Pei Xuyan's high fever came back and forth at night, and rose again just as it fell, Qi An was busy cooling him down, not even daring to be dazed for a while.

  She sat on the edge of the bed, watching him fall asleep, the moonlight outside the window was pouring down, and she jumped into the bedroom.

  His facial features are still sharp and sharp, with an unruly ruthlessness restrained, and the long eyelashes cast shadows on the eyelids, as if they have inherited the moonlight, but they also add a bit of softness.

   That's a rare trait when Pei Xuyan is sober.

  Everything else seems to have become unimportant, and all those messy things are left behind, and all his indifference and temper can be easily forgiven.

  As long as he is there, you will feel at ease, and you will be endowed with a sense of strength that can make mountains and seas flat.

"Pei Xuyan." Only at this time, Qi An dared to speak to him, whispered his name, echoed in the bedroom, only his own thoughts, wanted to hug him, stretched out his hand in mid-air, stiff Stopped, then retracted, with a rustling voice, "Pei Xuyan..."

   Repeating his name, repeating the heartbeat.

  Three simple words, but to her it outweighs all meanings.

  He fell asleep, couldn't hear her words, his breathing was steady, and he was so alive that he wanted to cry.

   Qi'an raised his hand to tuck the corner of the quilt for him, his fingertips were stained with his temperature, lying on the bedside exhaustedly, looking at his profile from a close distance.

  The blizzard that day flashed before his eyes, and the billiard hall was full of feasting and feasting. He looked up with a cigarette between his hands, and asked her calmly, did you start.

   Maybe they were all too impulsive.

   Could you just apologize and go back to the way it was?

  The girl's depressive and thin voice sounded in the middle of the night that no one knew about. It seemed to be talking to him, and it seemed to be self-reflection. It fell in Pei Xuyan's ear, but he couldn't hear it.

   "I shouldn't have left you to go to the hospital that day, I shouldn't have handled things with Shao Tingbin badly, I shouldn't have made you always compromise for me..."

  She said a lot that she shouldn't, and finally smiled, the water in her eyes was shining like a moon in the water, which shattered when poked.

   "A little earlier, and then back to that day, I shouldn't be afraid to tell you clearly at the Academic Affairs Office that day, and I shouldn't miss the appointment."

  These are all facts and her problem. Children have to pay the price for their mistakes, let alone adults, no one is obliged to love you forever.

  The girl's voice choked with sobs and heartbreak, and the echo echoed over and over again.

   "I have been trying to get rid of it, but it seems that it is too late."

  He doesn't want her anymore.

  After meeting him, it seemed that I almost used up all the tears and apologies in my life.

  I said ten thousand times that I was wrong, but can I say I still love you in return?

  Qi An was too tired, lying on the head of the bed, her voice gradually softened, her heart was empty, like a soda can that was kicked away by someone.

   Someone grabbed her wrist suddenly, she panicked for a while, and met his eyes in the dark.

   "Qi'an?"

  Pei Xuyan frowned in some discomfort, half propped himself up, confused with fever, his body was cold and hot, but he tasted a little comfort in the pain, sleepy, drowsy and hazy.

   Staring at her, she called out the name with a hoarse voice: "Is it you?"

  (end of this chapter)