dizziness

Owen hadn't been served like this in more than ten years, and he stared at him in an awkward and uncomfortable manner. Ruan Miaomiao's movements were very light, but when the hot towel touched his skin, Owen still felt a little pain, but he tried his best not to groan When it came out, Ruan Miaomiao was very patient and wiped it from head to toe. Although she blushed slightly from embarrassment, she still wiped it very carefully.

In the end, I went to change a basin of water to wipe Owen's face. The two of them didn't know where to put their eyes. Ruan Miaomiao seemed a little nervous, and the attack was not serious. Owen felt that his nose was about to be broken, and he was restless. After struggling for a while, Ruan Miaomiao ended hastily.

He opened the closet and found two loose clothes and put them on Owen's bedside.

"It's better to change clothes, I'll get you something to eat."

Didn't you just roll away after wiping it off!Just as Owen was about to refute, he saw that Ruan Miaomiao had turned around and walked out of the room. He looked at the clothes on the bed, as if to refresh himself after brushing his body, he sat up and changed after a moment of hesitation.

Hearing the sound from the kitchen, Owen collapsed on the bed and smoked weakly. After a while, he saw Ruan Miaomiao walking in with a bowl of porridge.

"You have nothing at home, only rice, let's eat some."

Owen glanced at the bowl that Ruan Miaomiao handed over, and wanted to hit it on the ground, but he endured it because he was really hungry.

As if venting his dissatisfaction, he took the bowl from Ruan Miaomiao's hand vigorously, and glared at him: "You don't have to please me, I won't teach you again."

"I'm not flattering you," Ruan Miaomiao lowered her head and stared at the toe of her shoe, "I just don't want you to get sicker..."

Owen sneered in his heart, didn't want to talk to him at all, and ate on his own. The porridge was very thick and soft, and he could swallow it without any effort. The warmth in his stomach made him feel much more comfortable.

Seeing that Owen didn't speak, Ruan Miaomiao frowned and bit her lips, squatted on the side of the bed and looked at him, then lowered her eyelashes and said struggling: "Mr. Ou, I'm sorry...it's my fault to draw that picture without authorization, but I really didn't Thinking about it makes you so angry."

"..."

"When I saw the test questions, I only had this painting in my mind, and I drew it without thinking about anything. I really thought you were just dissatisfied with burning those paintings, just like I would throw away things that I didn't draw well. I never thought that a painting could have so many meanings.”

"..." Owen glanced at him lightly.

"After that day, I went back and thought about it a lot, and regretted it a lot. I knew it was all my fault. Teacher Ou, I'm really sorry..."

Ruan Miaomiao's nasal tone made Owen so upset that he couldn't listen anymore. He put the bowl on the bedside table with a loud noise, and lay back on the bed and turned his back on his back.

"I don't want to see you again, get out!"

Shocked by Owen's cold tone, Ruan Miaomiao stood up with a sad face, stared at Owen for a while at a loss, then silently picked up her schoolbag and walked towards the door.

Looking back, I still couldn't help but whispered worriedly: "Then I'll come see you tomorrow."

Owen pulled the quilt over his head, not even in the mood to scold him, until he heard the sound of Ruan Miaomiao closing the door, he couldn't resist the discomfort in his body and fell asleep again drowsily.

He knew that what Ruan Miaomiao said was the truth, and he didn't intend to expose his scar, but it took a long time for the scar to become irrelevant. Now that it is opened again, Owen really doesn't know how much time it will take to get rid of it. recover.

Even if he knows that Ruan Miaomiao is just a child, he can't understand how lonely and desperate it is when a person can only confide and vent his emotions through painting, as if every stroke is for I built a cage by myself, closed it in a small space, and gnawed at the residue of memory alone.

It's not that he can't forgive Ruan Miaomiao, it's just that he can't do it now.

The next day, Ruan Miaomiao came to Owen's house right after the cram school was over, carrying some medicine and food in her hands. Owen stood at the door dizzily, and the two of them stood in a stalemate for a while. Ruan Miaomiao didn't intend to leave at all, and Owen really didn't have the strength to throw the door on him.

Knowing that he really couldn't bear it, Ruan Miaomiao's face and the expression on that face were born to restrain him. Ever since he met this brat, Owen's principles kept refreshing the lower limit, and it never worked again.

Even though Ruan Miaomiao made him look like this now, there is still no way to really hate him.

Owen felt that he was really useless. After such a long time, no matter how lecherous he was, he should be tired of that face, but every time he saw Ruan Miaomiao, the anger in his heart became less. Owen never knew the innocence of a person. It will also have such a strong lethality.

After taking the medicine for two days, the high fever subsided, but the low-grade fever continued. Ruan Miaomiao came to take care of Owen every day and then left in a sensible manner. The two of them didn't speak. The hospital checked, but Owen simply ignored him.

Every day I just dragged my aching body like this, watching Ruan Miaomiao busily busy, cleaning, cooking and washing, suddenly felt that it was not bad, wondering if I should hire a nanny to increase my popularity.

Living alone is a bit lonely after all.

Recalling the two years when I was with Jian Cheng, sometimes even though I was busy, I still had to wash the underwear and socks for that little devil. At first I thought it was fun, but it seemed to become a habit after a long time. No wonder I was said to be like a father in the end. .

Compared with the thankless task of taking care of others, it is obviously much more comfortable to be taken care of.

Ruan Miaomiao brought the food to the table, three dishes and one soup. Owen glanced at him and said nothing. He picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating. In the world, I even noticed which dishes Owen ate a few more mouthfuls, and now I cook all the dishes Owen usually likes to eat.

Ruan Miaomiao rolled up her sleeves, took the schoolbag aside and put it on her back, looked at Owen and said, "Mr. Ou, I have a mock test tomorrow, so I might not be able to come."

Owen paused for a moment, then continued to eat.

"However, I have saved the food in the refrigerator, and it can be eaten in the microwave."

Owen chewed his meal and nodded.

"I have also washed the clothes and bed sheets. The weather forecast says it will rain tomorrow. Remember to pack them."

"……Um."

"Also, don't forget to take your medicine, the people in the pharmacy said..."

"You fucking leave as soon as you want, where is there so much nonsense!" Owen yelled impatiently as he put his chopsticks on the table forcefully.

Ruan Miaomiao was taken aback by him. She still had something to say, so she had to give up. She glanced at him helplessly, then turned and opened the door to leave.

Owen threw away two more mouthfuls of rice without paying attention, and when he heard the sound of Ruan Miaomiao closing the door, he lost his appetite and threw the bowl and chopsticks aside.

I don't know what I'm upset about, but I think Ruan Miaomiao should be bored too. He's not terminally ill, so there's really no need to come every day, and he's taking another exam, so he really doesn't have the energy and obligation to take care of him.

It's just that Owen felt uncomfortable when he thought that the mock exam was just an excuse to refuse.

He didn't know why he thought of Ruan Miaomiao so badly, maybe he shouldn't have been so kind to him, maybe he would come the day after tomorrow, but Owen couldn't help but compete.

People don't always like the feeling of gaining and then losing, even if it is a trivial thing, it will affect the mood to some extent.

If you don't come, you don't come, who cares, anyway, he doesn't want to see that face.

Owen felt that this kind of idea of ​​being awkward alone was as childish as a kindergarten kid saying that he wanted to break up with you.

After falling asleep unsteadily, Owen felt even more exhausted. The cold sweat all over his body was like a water fight. In the dead of night, he still couldn't get rid of those dreams, and the unreal scenes still tortured him. He almost suffocated.

Owen felt that his life should be a brilliant comedy directed and acted by himself, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape the vulgar plot and a painful love.

Sighing, he took out the thermometer under his arm and looked at it. He still had a fever.

Lying on the sofa in a trance for a whole day, he opened the refrigerator until he was so hungry that he couldn't take it anymore, and took out the meal Ruan Miaomiao had prepared and put it in the microwave.

Owen felt that he should go to the hospital to see a doctor, if Ruan Miaomiao really didn't come tomorrow.

After eating, he tidied up sloppily, and was lying on the bed looking at the ceiling, when the phone rang, Owen glanced weakly, and it turned out to be Xiao Ruohan calling.

"Hey Owen, where are you now?"

There was some noise on the phone, and Xiao Ruohan's voice was also a little strange, Owen didn't understand, so he said, "I'm sick at home."

"Are you sick? What is it?"

Owen was even more puzzled: "I don't know, I just keep having a low-grade fever, what's wrong?"

Xiao Ruohan was silent for a while, Owen felt strange, just about to speak, Xiao Ruohan's serious voice came from over there.

"Owen, let me tell you something, you'd better be mentally prepared."

Owen felt a little uneasy when he heard it, Xiao Ruohan's voice didn't sound like he was joking.

"What's up……"

"I just heard from the bar that Ah Ling had AIDS, so I called you in a hurry, but you said you had a fever, Owen, you'd better go to the hospital quickly..."

Owen couldn't hear what Xiao Ruohan said later, the phone slipped from his palm and hit the ground, his mind went blank.

Except for the horrible word AIDS.

The first person he thought of was Ruan Miaomiao.