After rebirth, the soft and small milk bag vest can no longer cover

"You, you guys..."

Su Cheng thought his eyes were blurry, so he rubbed them with his hand, but he could still see them when he opened his eyes. Su Cheng thought he might be confused due to the fever. In fact, he hadn't woken up yet and was still dreaming. It is said that one cannot feel pain in a dream, so Su Cheng reached out and pinched his arm. The result was obvious. He pinched too hard and gasped in pain.

Qian Jiahong automatically ignored Su Cheng's silly actions and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and said in a low voice: "It should be fine... cough cough cough..."

He had only said a few words when his voice became hoarse, his hoarse throat felt sore and itchy, and he couldn't stop coughing.

Seeing this, Qian Jiahong immediately helped him into the bedroom, pressed him to the edge of the bed and covered him with a quilt. Su Cheng was shocked by his actions. He never thought that Qian Jiahong could be so considerate.

Could this be a dream?

As he thought about this, he actually pinched his thigh in the quilt.

He grimaced in pain again.

Since it wasn’t a dream, then why did Qian Jiahong suddenly become like this?

Huh? Wait, why are they at his house?

When Su Cheng reacted, he sat up from the bed and just saw Qian Jiahong talking to Zhao Changan at the door.

As for what was said, Su Cheng didn't hear it, but he looked at them very seriously, squinting his eyes and thinking.

Originally he was still angry with them and even said that he would break off all ties with them and never make friends again, but now for some reason, Su Cheng suddenly felt warm in his heart and even silently said in his heart that he would take back his previous words.

They must have come to visit him after learning that he was sick. In fact, they probably considered him a friend, otherwise they wouldn't have come over so late at night.

When he thought of this, Su Cheng became happy.

But seeing that Zhao Changan's face was not very good, Su Cheng tilted his head.

Qian Jiahong was about to pour Su Cheng a cup of hot water, but seeing Zhao Changan like this, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder and asked what was wrong.

Zhao Changan didn't say anything.

But he just stood there and didn't move forward.

Qian Jiahong looked at him and said, "Don't think too much about anything. Remember why you came here."

After saying this, he paused and then said to him, "I'll go get a glass of water. You go in and talk to him first."

Qian Jiahong didn't give him a chance to speak. He turned and walked into the living room. He saw that Su's mother had fallen asleep on the sofa. No wonder she didn't notice the movement here. He was stunned for a few seconds, and finally turned to the next bedroom to find a blanket and gently covered Su's mother with it. Then he tiptoed to the water dispenser to pour a cup of hot water. When he was about to go to Su Cheng's bedroom, because his door was not closed, he saw Zhao Changan standing beside Su Cheng's bed from a distance, watching their lips moving and talking.

He didn't go in, but just took a few glances, then turned around with the cup of hot water, walked to the sofa and sat down, staring at the two cups of cold milk on the table.

Qian Jiahong's words over there awakened the hesitant Zhao Changan. He came here to find Su Cheng to apologize for what happened that day. He had obviously made up his mind, but now he was wavering.

It is inevitable to think too much when you are alone. Qian Jiahong couldn't help laughing as he thought about it.

I have already said that to Zhao Changan, but now I am backing down. It should be...it should be...

I guess I'm timid.

He never thought that one day this word would be applied to him.

His mind raced. He thought about how harmonious the family was when his mother was still alive. Then he thought about how his father had given up on himself the day his mother had the accident. Then...

Qian Jiahong's thoughts were in a mess, and he didn't even notice Zhao Changan and Su Cheng coming over.

The two of them called Qian Jiahong many times, but Qian Jiahong didn't respond. Instead, they woke up Su's mother who was sleeping next to them.

Su's mother heard the sound in a daze, squinted her eyes, looked, and then woke up in shock.

She jumped up from the sofa, muttering how she fell asleep out of nowhere. Then she saw Zhao Changan supporting Su Cheng, who was wearing thin pajamas. She immediately ran over to ask if he was feeling better. Then she touched his forehead and found that his fever had subsided. She breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a slightly serious expression, "Why don't you lie down? What if you get cold again?"

Su Cheng said hoarsely: "Mom, I'm fine now, just a little hoarse."

After saying this, he couldn't help coughing twice.

Although he tried his best to hold it back, his throat was too itchy and he couldn't bear it at all.

It was these coughs that interrupted Qian Jiahong's thoughts.

When he looked up, he saw three people standing beside him. He stood up suddenly, and some of the hot water in his hands spilled onto his hands.

Fortunately it’s not too hot.

"Just now I wanted to pour you a cup of hot water, but seeing you two were talking, I thought I would wait until you guys were done talking before..."

Su Cheng and Zhao Changan saw that Qian Jiahong had finally come back to his senses. They just watched Qian Jiahong speak as if he was explaining something. They both wanted to laugh at the same time. After all, they had never seen Qian Jiahong so flustered before.

Su Cheng smiled widely and said, "We didn't say anything, but why are you sitting on the sofa in a daze? Are you worried about something?"

Zhao Changan said, "Su Cheng was just asking you why it took you so long to get hot water. I thought something happened to you. I said, what could possibly happen at home? Maybe you suddenly had a stomachache and went to the toilet. Then we made a bet on what you were doing. Who knows... Alas, I lost."

Su Cheng continued with a smile and pride: "I told you, Qian Jiahong definitely won't have a stomachache suddenly. I win this time. Remember to bring me breakfast tomorrow."

He couldn't stop coughing several times while he was talking.

Zhao Changan said as if he accepted his fate: "Yes, yes, I get it. Besides, before we made the bet, didn't I occasionally bring you free food? But you always found it picky and said it wasn't what you liked."

Su Cheng stared at him and said quickly, "That's right. The glutinous rice cake is so greasy, how can you eat it? I don't know which small stall it was bought from!"

The two of them were talking back and forth, and then they started fighting, but it was just a joking fight, and the movements were not very big.

Seeing the two children playing around like nothing had happened, Su's mother glanced at Qian Jiahong and said, "You kids are such a jerk. Xiao Cheng, stop being so stubborn. Sit down and talk. Jiahong and Changan came to visit you so late at night, and you haven't even said thank you yet."