Han Chen handed the towel to Zhou Mo.

"Why did you hide from me just now and be so far away from me?"

Zhou Mo was wiping her face with a towel, but her hands suddenly stopped and wiped it randomly. She stuffed the towel back to Han Chen, "I thought you were going to suffocate me to death."

What is the nonsensical answer?

Han Chen was angry and laughed, "I'm that bad in your heart?"

"Otherwise?" Zhou Mo was not angry, "How good do you think you are?"

Han Chen was helpless. He was still so stubborn when he was sick and he was unwilling to accept it at all.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Han Chen asked.

Zhou Mo glared at him, "Who has a cold and fever? Will it be cured in more than an hour?"

Han Chen had nothing to say.

Zhou Mo was angry at this moment, and he said that there were so many mistakes.

"I'll go find medicine for you." He turned away from the bedroom.

Zhou Mo knew that she had a bad attitude and was fierce, and Han Chen had been tolerating it, but she just couldn't help it.

I have been holding my anger in my heart for several days, and I feel sick, feel depressed, bitter and aggrieved, and I feel all over.

She is a petty person who will retaliate against the slightest.

Han Chen made her uncomfortable and made her uncomfortable, and she must ask her back from him.

Anyway, she was sad, and he couldn't think of it.

Han Chen brought a bag of medicine and brought a glass of water in with his other hand.

He put down the water cup, sat beside the bed, and looked through the medicine box in the transparent bag.

"Do you want to take ibuprofen?" Han Chen asked.

What I mean is that Zhou Mo has a severe headache? If the head hurts too much, you can take ibuprofen first to relieve the pain.

Zhou Mo closed his eyes and said irritably: "Are you not a doctor? Why do you ask me what medicine you take?"

Today, Zhou Mo is against Han Chen everywhere.

Han Chen didn't bother with her, "Let's eat well."

He took a capsule, put it in the palm of his hand, and picked up the water cup with his other hand, "Get up and take medicine."

Zhou Mo was willing to open his eyes and glanced at the medicine in his palm, but he was full of disgust.

"I don't take capsules and I can't swallow it."

Han Chen's eyebrows were deep, and his eyes looked at Zhou Mo finally turned into helplessness. He threw the capsule into the trash can, got up and walked out of the bedroom.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Mo asked suddenly.

Han Chen stopped talking and only stayed for a moment before leaving.

Zhou Mo heard the sound of the outer door opening and closing.

She pulled the quilt open and buried her head in it.

Han Chen must not be able to stand her and left angry.

Zhou Mo felt very uncomfortable, and she felt even more uncomfortable in her heart.

She shouldn't have come here, thinking that Han Chen's tough means bringing her over means he cares about her?

ridiculous.

Who is Han Chen? He is a person who never says a sweet word.

How much can I expect him to feel sorry for others?

What is the difference between him like this and before?

I will never be lukewarm, I will never consider her feelings, and I will never get what she cares about.

Zhou Mo even regretted it a little, so she shouldn't believe Han Chen's nonsense.

What to say "try", how long it took for the two of them to become like this.

Han Chen first came to her and said she was married, but she was quite self-aware, and they were not suitable at all.

Because I can't get along with each other.

I couldn't get along ten years ago, but how good can I get after ten years?

Shen Pan asked her what was the real reason for breaking up with Han Chen.

Zhou Mo couldn't answer.

Because the reasons are too complicated.

It’s not just a different place, Han Chen has no life skills, but more importantly, Zhou Mo cannot get enough peace of mind in this relationship.

Han Chen was always close and separated. Zhou Mo was afraid that he would plunge in, but in the end Han Chen was just having fun.

He pulled away and left with a carefree look, holding the memories himself and crying.

Zhou Mo is no longer Zhou Mo, she doesn't like that kind of herself.

Is Han Chen not good to her? Of course, it’s good, Zhou Mo is not stupid, she can feel it.

But that was limited to when he was by her side.

But most of the time in life, I am alone with myself, and most of the time, Han Chen is not by her side.

Whenever this happens, Zhou Mo can't help but question whether Han Chen is serious or whether his feelings have a switch? Turn it on when facing her and close it when she is not there.

It is this feeling of worrying about gains and losses that is about torture Zhou Mo crazy.

If the relationship is so complicated, she would rather not.

If Han Chen made her lose herself, she would rather be beautiful alone.

As I thought about it, my eyes became wet and my throat hurt. I also felt headache and fatigue, and my whole body became even more uncomfortable.

After a while, she fell asleep in a daze.

In her sleep, someone called her name.

"Momo, Momo..."

Han Chen is back.

Zhou Mo was confused and couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or the person in front of him existed in reality.

"Get up and take medicine before going to bed."

Zhou Mo was in a mess, thinking it was a dream, so he turned over and ignored Han Chen.

Han Chen raised his hand to pull Zhou Mo's body and shook her arm, "Momo, wake up."

Zhou Mo couldn't tell whether it was reality or dreams. His mind was filled with mud. Instinct told her that she needed sleep. She thought it was noise for Han Chen's call.

"Are you upset?" She didn't let her sleep well in her dream.

A slightly cool big hand suddenly covered his forehead, and Zhou Mo was stimulated by the temperature difference and felt a whole body shudder.

Han Chen withdrew his hand and touched his forehead again.

Zhou Mo's body temperature obviously increased again.

"I'm annoyed, you have to get up first to take medicine," Han Chen pulled Zhou Mo, wanting her to get up.

Zhou Mo thought she was in a dream, and closed her eyes all the way, and she felt uncomfortable all over. She had completely given up struggling.

She gave up struggling whenever she wanted.

Han Chen helped Zhou Mo up, hugged her and leaned against him.

Pick up the tablet I just bought from the bedside table, patted Zhou Mo's face, "Open your mouth."

As he said that, he stuffed the pills into Zhou Mo's mouth.

He picked up the water cup and put it on Zhou Mo's lips.

As the pills entered the mouth, a bitter feeling suddenly filled the entire mouth. She wanted to vomit, but someone fed her water and she ate it reactively.

After swallowing a few sips, I realized that the water was slightly sweet and bitter.

Seeing that Zhou Mo had swallowed the medicine, Han Chen gently put her back on the bed.

After a day of trouble, Zhou Mo's hair was already in a mess. Han Chen supported Zhou Mo's head with one hand, pulled out all her hair and stroked it above her head.

She is sweating now, and her long hair is piled on her neck, so she must be very uncomfortable.

After taking care of her hair, her hands were still reluctant to leave.

Following the fever, she returned to the root of her hair and picked a few strands of thin hair that were restlessly blocking Zhou Mo's face. Han Chen's fingertips unconsciously slashed across Zhou Mo's cheeks, and his thumb stroked her right eye, with some crystal clearness on it.

He had never touched her in such quiet moments.

Zhou Mo was upset by the gentle touch. She pulled it away with her hands, turned over and lay on her side, half of her face was stuck in the pillow.

"Han Chen, you are very annoying." She said in a daze.

Han Chen couldn't tell whether Zhou Mo was telling the truth or the dream.

"Yeah," he responded.
Chapter completed!