Tender as wild

Chapter 88 Sister Control
  Just a few minutes after falling asleep, the phone rang again.

It looks particularly ethereal in an empty room.

Baili thought it was an hallucination. She covered her forehead and raised her phone. She looked through the slit of her slightly opened eyes. After seeing [brother] typing on the screen, her eyes widened instantly.

hiss……

Why are you calling at this time?

Then wouldn't it be revealed that she was sick and slapped in the face?

That would be so embarrassing.

The most important thing is that it will leave an impression on her brother that he cannot take care of himself.

This is something she doesn't want to do.

After taking a few deep breaths, Bai Li didn't answer the phone immediately, but wanted to see Fang Ye's intention in calling her.

Could it be that she just posted something in confusion?

When I clicked into the chat box, I discovered that the end of the chat record was a pat.

She patted Fang Ye! ! !

At the same time, the ringtone of her cell phone became louder and louder. She closed her eyes and prepared to answer it.

The ringing stopped abruptly.

In just one second, the other party switched to a video call.

Bai Li silently recited don't panic three times in her mind. After a while, she got up from the sofa, took out a blanket from the bed in the room to cover her burning red face, found the angle, and clicked to connect.

There was a "buzz" vibration.

Fang Ye's face appeared on the screen. He seemed to be in someone's home. There was a mural behind him. He supported his chin with his fingers and looked at the screen for a moment.

A slightly low-temperature voice came from the bottom of the phone, with a sense of distance.

"Why haven't you answered the phone? You just woke up?"

Just as Bai Li was about to open her mouth, she felt a sharp pain in her throat after she made a brief note.

It's dying.

Speaking at this time, there is definitely a risk of breaking your voice.

Avoiding risks is what an emerging adult should do.

So, enduring the dizzy and uncomfortable feeling, she nodded gently under the quilt.

The early morning air was cold. No one lived in the apartment building, and the heating was insufficient. The temperature in Baili's room was only 17 degrees, which felt quite cold.

Fang Ye's eyes fell on her forehead, where there was a layer of cold sweat that he had no time to wipe off. As the camera shook from time to time, he couldn't see clearly.

But something was obviously wrong with the girl's performance. The pink blanket covered most of her face, but the exposed areas under her eyes were still strangely red.

He put down his hand and looked straight at Bai Li in the camera: "Pull down the quilt and say a few words?"

"..."

To be honest, Bai Li almost fainted under the quilt. After hearing these words, she shook her head and with great difficulty came out a trembling but normal-sounding word from her throat.

"I am cold."

Fang Ye raised his eyebrows, seemed to have lowered his head and glanced at something, and then said: "Well, then you can sleep a little longer."

The girl responded breathlessly.

The phone was hung up silently.

Baili took out a heavy breath, threw the phone aside, closed her eyes and rested.

My mind was so messed up that I couldn't think of anything else.

But she couldn't really fall asleep.

Physical discomfort is one aspect.

She was afraid that the takeaway would come later and she would not be able to hear the knock on the door.

……

Lu Jing's house was deserted in broad daylight. He sat across from Fang Ye and poured a cup of clear tea for Fang Ye, "It's another new year, Brother Ye, I think we can continue the ancient mine and gem business, but aren't we free now? You should take a break. , you have been too tired this year."

"No need." Fang Ye rubbed his sore eyebrows with his fingertips and took a sip of tea. The slightly bitter taste spread. He stood up and said, "I'll tell you this later. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Didn't you want to have dinner together?" Lu Jing also stood up, looked at his anxious look, paused, and realized: "That was your sister just now?"

Fang Ye took long steps, waved his hand and said, "Yes."

Lu Jing did not stop him, but waved his hand: "Then go ahead."

Almost everyone who has been in contact with Fang Ye knows it.

This guy works hard.

Although when he first came into contact, he broke into the wealthy second-generation circle of Beicheng with his bare hands, and he was always chatting and making friends everywhere, and he was easier to talk to than anyone else.

But over time, everyone felt that he was the one who paid the least attention to friendship. He didn't care what anyone thought, and all he wanted was the money they could invest.

But it doesn't matter.

Everyone only took a fancy to the business in his hands, as well as his interests and abilities.

But later, Lu Jing felt that Fang Ye was actually not emotionless. At least if you had a heart-to-heart relationship with him, he wouldn't let you suffer.

Moreover, since last year, he has a younger sister who he loves very much.

As an investor who has just started, what he lacks most is time.

And during the busiest time of the year, he was willing to take advantage of his pitiful rest time, driving dozens of kilometers from the border every day and wandering around the city in disgrace, just to pick out his sister's birthday gift.

Lu Jing looked at the empty villa and the food on the table, shook his head and complained: "No matter how strong a person is, he still has weaknesses, a sister? I will never be a brother with a second sister in my life!" "

……

The sky in Beicheng in February is gray and a little misty, and there are no birds visible in the trees.

Baili's fever seemed to be getting worse as she was wrapped in a quilt.

She thought that if the medicine didn't come, she would have to go to the hospital.

There was the sound of a water sweeper outside the window, and children's nursery rhymes were playing, as if the whole world had become quiet.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and then two more.

Very regular.

"It's finally here." Bai Li tilted her head and opened her heavy eyelids, and her voice was hoarse when she murmured.

She lifted the quilt, stood up from the bed, walked slowly to the living room, and opened the door.

A gust of cold wind leaked in.

She lowered her head and couldn't help but sneeze.

What caught his eye was a pair of steady men's shoes.

Further up, there is a black windbreaker.

?

Not a takeaway boy?

With just one glance, Baili moved her gaze upwards and met a pair of eyes without a smile.

The man was carrying a yellow bag with a takeout order slip floating on it. The name of the store on the bag could be vaguely seen, indicating that it was the takeout she ordered.

Bai Li's hand holding the door frame quietly curled up, opened her mouth, and for a long time she just stuttered: "Brother...Brother, why is it you?"

Fang Ye raised his eyes, and his gaze fell on the little girl's face. Due to illness, her face was burning red, and her eyes were surrounded by listlessness and sleepiness.

Fang Ye sighed, "Can I go in?"

Baili's sick brain was sluggish for a while, then she turned sideways and said, "Yes, you can come in."

After closing the door, Baili turned around.

Suddenly, something cold covered her forehead.

It's Fang Ye's finger. The warmth of the finger can make fever patients feel comfortable.

(End of this chapter)