Ye Zheng woke up the next morning.

The large room is quiet, the windows are clear, the sky is blue and the air is filled with grass and dirt.

An unknown bird bird roared in the branches, and the wings fluttered quickly and flew very far...

“Wake up. ”

Ye Zheng stared at the bird flying away from the window and suddenly heard a low voice in his ear.

Ye Zheng turned her head and found Shi Nightcold sitting on the chair beside her bed, holding several documents in one hand, the other hand... she was still holding him tightly in her arms and pressing him on her chest indefinitely.

Ye Zheng shocked and quickly let go of Shi Nightcold's hand. He just wanted to talk, but found his voice as if it had been burned by fire. His lips were also a dry crack.

“Don't move. ”

Night Cold dropped the file in her hand, dipped it in water with a cotton swab, wiped it on her lips a little bit, then lifted her up and handed a glass of water from the bed to her lips.

Ye Zheng unconsciously opened her mouth and the temperature-appropriate water moistened through her dry voice, suddenly making her comfortable.

“What's wrong with me?” After drinking the water, Ye Qiaofeng questioned.

Shouldn't she be in the living room? How did you get to the bedroom in the blink of an eye and the sun was shining?

“Fever.” Night Cold replied, his face seemed a little colder, "Don't you feel it yourself? ”

Ye Zheng's expression was still a bit silly because he had just woken up from fever. He muttered, "Last night was a little uncomfortable, dizzy and swollen. But I thought it was a mathematical exercise, so I didn't pay attention...”

Seeing the slightly cold look on Si's face, Ye Zheng subconsciously shrunk into the quilt.

Night Cold finally didn't talk, and the chill just blew out and harvested, ringing the bell to call the maid at hand.

After Ye Zheng came, he looked strangely at the man in front of him. How did he wake up here, just as he came here?

Soon the door was knocked and a servant came in with a bowl of porridge.

Straight Night Cold himself reached over and picked it up, "Eat something. ”

I don't know if it's her delusion, but it still looks scary, but the tone seems a little softer than usual.

Ye Zheng looked at the pale and tasteless porridge, obviously not very interested, but he ate it with a frown.

“What else is uncomfortable? ”

Ye Zheng shook his head, but he didn't have much strength.

Then there was silence, and neither of them spoke any more.

Ye Qiang muttered to break the silence, “I seem to have dreamed last night...”

“Dreaming about what? ”

Ye Zheng recalled saying, “One is a nightmare, one is a beautiful dream... I don't remember the nightmare, but it's a beautiful dream...”

Looking at Ye Zheng's intoxicating expression, Shi Nightcold glanced at her, "Really? ”

Ye Zheng nodded, “I dreamed that Dabai made me touch my paws, but it was soft and comfortable to touch! ”

I didn't expect to wake up with the claws of Night Cold. It's a bit unfortunate...

Someone who was treated as a hug all night long: "…”

Straight after taking a deep breath, he pinched his eyebrows and stood up with a bowl of porridge. "Rest well. ”

The moment I turned around, I said, "When I'm well, I can go back. ”

He didn't react until he was out of the room. What did he just say?

What happened when she was in a coma?

Night Cold actually... agreed to her return...