He walked to the kitchen. After the water was boiled, he poured a cup, mixed it with cold water, and took out the medicine from the bag.

Zhimian lay on the bed, and the bedroom door was pushed open soon.

She turned on a bedside lamp, sat up with her body, and Duan Zhuo gave her the medicine.

Looking at her sharp and thin chin, he shouted coldly: "I'm so thin, I see that you'll fall apart when the wind blows. I'm so poor that I don't wear much clothes when I go out? I'll catch a cold every time in winter."

Zhimian listened to him as if he was scolding a child, and said stubbornly, "Do you care about me."

He clicked her forehead and laughed in anger, "Zhimian, do you think you have some conscience?"

She lowered her head and said in a quiet voice for a while: "Thank you."

No matter what, he helped her a lot today.

He was too lazy to be pretentious with her, "Take the medicine, hurry up."

Zhimian took a sip of water and stopped, "It's a bit hot..."

Duan Zhuo curled his lips, "Why do I swear to you again?"

“…”

She blew a few times, then put a capsule into her mouth.

From childhood to adulthood, I don’t know when it was a quirk. It was particularly difficult for her to swallow capsules. She had to swallow one by one, otherwise she would not be able to swallow them. Moreover, each one had to be stuck in her mouth for a long time to find the right feeling of swallowing before she could swallow it.

She took a sip of water and held the capsule in her mouth for seven or eight seconds, and suddenly her nose was pinched.

She couldn't breathe, so she subconsciously swallowed the capsule.

Zhimian:?

He sneered, "You can continue to brew it. When the shell melts, see if the medicine inside is bitter."

Zhimian slowly swallowed the medicine one by one, and Duan Zhuo went out again. When he came in, he held a cup of soaked powder in his hand: "Drink it."

She took a sip and was so bitter that she frowned.

"Drink."

He held the cup and sent it to her mouth, preventing her from escaping.

Zhimian endured the pain and finally finished drinking it all. The nausea discomfort suddenly rushed up. She frowned and quickly turned off the bed to find some candy, but her chin was suddenly pinched: "Open your mouth."

Zhimian was stunned and felt a candy stuffed into his mouth the next moment.

A sweet and sour smell of tangerine peel spread between the teeth, clear and sweet, suppressing the uncomfortable feeling.

Eh?

"Is it better?" the man asked.

"Um……"

Zhimian takes a candy every time he drinks bitter medicine.

Once upon a time with him, she would say she would eat candy when she was sick, and pester him and ask him to buy candy for her. Duan Zhuo smiled and said that she looked like a child.

Duan Zhuo held the candy paper and saw her eyebrows stretching, and sneered: "I'm so mean to you."

The sweet and sourness of the dried tangerine peel melted in her mouth. Zhimian lowered her head and bit the candy, feeling that the taste didn't seem to have been bought by her. "Where did this candy come from?"

“Booked in the pharmacy.”

"oh."

He probably just bought it casually.

Duan Zhuo pulled the quilt and said, "Lying down."

Zhimian lay down. He was about to help her tuck the quilt, but the phone on Zhimian's desk at the bedside lit up. Duan Zhuo glanced at the sight and saw that it was the name "Brother Si Yuan" again, and his eyes sank.

Zhimian stuck his hand out of the quilt, picked up his cell phone, was stunned for a moment, and answered: "Hey, Brother Siyuan."

As she said that, she met Duan Zhuo's scrutiny gaze.

It was as if she was a supervised elementary school student.

She turned her back to the man on purpose.

Duan Zhuo: "..."

Xu Siyuan's concerning voice came from the other end of the phone: "Zhimian, have you arrived at home?"

"Um."

"I'm really sorry for what happened today. I still want to apologize to you." Xu Siyuan was also very guilty, "I don't know when Si Meng secretly followed me. I'm really embarrassed. She is really ignorant..."

Zhimian was already dizzy at this moment. He really didn't want to hear this and the name Xu Simeng again. She interrupted him: "Brother Siyuan, you don't need to apologize to me. It has nothing to do with you, and I also splashed water back."

Xu Siyuan said a few more words and finally said, "By the way, that contract..."

Zhimian thought of the contract and said, "Sorry, Brother Siyuan, I want to think about it again. I can't give you a reply for the time being."

"It's okay, I'll wait for your reply."

Zhimian said a few simple words, finally hung up the phone, and a man's deep voice rang behind him: "What's wrong?"

Zhimian:?

Is this person eavesdropping here?

"It's okay..." She responded vaguely. The next moment, she was dragged up with the quilt, and he supported his hands on both sides of her body, and his deep breath pressed up, entangling her in his arms.

Zhimian was imprisoned by him and could not move, like a small rice dumpling. She met his dark vision and was so close to her.

Her heart beat a beat and she acted to push him away, but her body was soft and weak, "Duan Zhuo!"

"Who bullied you today?"

His tone was very serious.

Zhimian didn't expect that he would guess.

"What's this one called Brother Siyuan?" he began to guess.

"no……"

"Who?" He insisted on asking the bottom line.

Finally, Zhimian sighed and lowered his eyes: "Just Xu Simeng, I guess you don't remember it."

Duan Zhuo tried hard to capture this slightly impressed name from his mind, and he wrote it in a few seconds, "It's just your idiot deskmate in the first year of high school?"

“…”

This is quite appropriate.

"Well, Xu Siyuan is her brother."

Duan Zhuo vaguely remembered how Xu Simeng bullied his little girl at the beginning, and frowned, "What did she say to you again?"

She was helpless, "However I scolded me before, it's almost the same now."

"Has she done it?"

"Splashed me water."

Seeing the man's face darkened, she immediately added: "But I've splashed it back, which is considered to be even."

Duan Zhuo's eyebrows were deep, "What else did she do?"

Zhimian didn't want to tell him that Xu Simeng talked about the matter between them today. Seeing that he was angry, she asked, "What are you going to do? Could you still want to find her?"

"Or what if? I'll watch her come to you again?"

"Don't worry..." She knew that Duan Zhuo was not joking, but the kind who could really come to settle the accounts.

But when the water was poured back, Xu Simeng was slapped. She just wanted this person not to affect her life.

"Duan Zhuo, I don't want to have any contact with Xu Simeng anymore, and I don't want to have any entanglement at all."

The man listened to her soft voice, his eyes gradually deepened, and he raised his hand and rubbed the back of her head, "She is here to make trouble for you again, tell me, do you know?"

"We've all broken up..."

"I'm so fucking my brother."

Zhimian was stunned for a moment and suddenly speechless.

"You idiot deskmate has bullied you, and you still contact her brother?" The man was unhappy, "Don't you feel happy for yourself every day?"

“…We are talking about business.”

He snorted, "What business do you have to talk to with him?"

"Tell you that you don't know either." Zhimian didn't have the strength to argue with him, "I want to lie down."

Duan Zhuo, considering that the girl was still having a fever, did not disturb her anymore, asked her to lie down and covered her with a quilt, "You go to sleep, I'll sit outside, and call me if you have something to do."

"No, you go back..."

"You sleep with you, did I quarrel with you?"
To be continued...