Chapter 25
Duqian has a fever.

Yue Mo's face darkened, she held her shoulders and stood up, "Don't move."

After he finished speaking, he took a step with his long legs, turned and left, and walked into the room.

Du Qian was a little dizzy, staring at his back, his mind went blank, and tears suddenly fell down.

Bai Yingqi panicked when she saw it, got up and walked over: "Why are you crying, Duqian?"

She put her hand on Duqian's forehead and frowned.

"Duqian, do you have a fever?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a man behind her suddenly patted her on the shoulder. She turned her head and saw that it was Yue Mo with a forehead thermometer in her hand.

The man frowned, but his tone was polite: "Please let me go."

Bai Yingqi came to her senses, and immediately stepped aside for Yue Mo.

Yue Mo squatted down, landed on the ground with one knee, frowned even more tightly, raised her fingertips to wipe away her tears, and her voice softened: "Why are you crying? Are you uncomfortable?"

As if he had found a breakthrough, Du Qian's suppressed crying became louder, and tears fell freely.

There was concern in Yue Mo's eyes, and she pressed her hand to her slightly hot face, and measured her forehead two or three times, all of which were around 38 degrees, which was undoubtedly a fever.

The medical staff of the program team rushed over immediately, and when they were about to prescribe the right medicine after a while of judgment, Yue Mo stopped them.

"She has allergic reactions to many medicines. We brought the medicines ourselves." Yue Mo stood up again, "I'll go get them, and I'll trouble you guys to wait."

Yue Mo was about to leave after speaking, when suddenly someone hugged her around the waist.

"Yue Mo..." Du Qian's heavy crying sounded somewhat confused, "Don't go...don't go, okay?"

His whole body seemed to be shocked by thunder, and he froze in place for several seconds, his black eyes seemed to deepen, his white hand moved down to hold her hand, turned around and squatted down to look up at her, his voice was light but extremely firm.

"Okay, I won't go."

It turns out that her persuasion can still make all his decisions unconditionally favor her in one thought, and he is happy with it.

He won't go, but someone has to help get it.

The accompanying choreographer still knew about their room, Yue Mo said briefly, and the choreographer quickly found the medicine box.

Du Qian leaned on the chair, crying out of breath, but her nose was still blocked, and she became even more embarrassed.

Bai Yingqi helped Du Qian get a basin of hot water to wash her face, and several accompanying doctors researched several cold medicines and chose two to give to Yue Mo.

The night quietly wanted to fall asleep, the headlights were turned on, and the surrounding area was illuminated.

Yue Mo bent down and hugged Du Qian, who lay on his shoulders and wrapped his neck around his neck, twitching.

The accompanying choreographer brought the medicine kit back to the room, and helped bring in two basins of water. Yuemo soaked a towel and put it on Duqian's forehead to cool down physically.

Yue Mo glanced out the window, turned her head and said to the accompanying choreographer: "Thank you today, you go to rest first, I can do it here with Duqian, she also had a fever and refused to go to the hospital before, I can handle it."

"It's okay, it's okay!" The director waved his hands and smiled: "Then you and Teacher Du can call me if you have anything."

"Well, please excuse me."

The director was about to leave, Yue Mo suddenly remembered something, and asked quickly: "Can I ask the logistics if there are any quilts available, can you send two of them, I'm afraid she will be cold at night."

The director went out to ask after hearing the words, and without further ado, the logistics team brought in two thick quilts, which were actually not particularly thick, and were about the same thickness as the quilt that Duqian is covering now.

There was no one in the room.

Yuemo took off Duqian's camouflage uniform, and then began to take off her sweater and fleece pants. Finally, only a pure white sweater and a pair of short pants remained on Duqian's body.

Yue Mo closed the quilt on Duqian, looked at her flushed face and sighed.

It's because he didn't think carefully, Duqian is prone to catch a cold and it's not easy to heal. If you come to this kind of place, no matter how careful you are, the chance of getting sick is very high.

"Yue Mo..." Du Qian opened his eyes, and suddenly spoke out, the hoarse voice was a little childish, and his eyes were a little foggy.

Yue Mo held her hand and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her uncomfortable appearance, she couldn't help frowning, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Duqian closed her eyes again, tears ran down the corners of her eyes, and her hoarse voice was crying: "...I miss you a little bit."

"I'm already back." Yue Mo held her hand tightly, her brows were no less sad than her, and said solemnly, "Duqian, I'm back."

"You will still go...you will definitely leave without saying a word...you did it on purpose...you did it on purpose...to make me like you so much and then turn around and leave without looking back..." Du Qian said , probably reached the sad place, like a lump in the throat, choked up more and more deeply, almost unable to speak.

"I won't leave this time." Yue Mo picked her up and leaned on his shoulder, "I really won't leave this time."

Du Qian didn't reply to this sentence, and was still sobbing what he said just now: "When I confessed my love to you, so many people thought I was a joke, but I slapped...slapped them in the face...the result... In the end, you left after we were together for less than a year... They didn't say anything on the surface... Maybe they laughed at me to death in their hearts!
"You have never considered my feelings... You can tell me that I am annoying, or that I am not pleasing, but you actually told me to break up, turned around and left.

"Yuemo, don't you have a heart! I will never like you again!"

"I'm sorry." Yue Mo hugged the crying woman tightly in her arms, buried her head in her neck, and said in a more serious tone: "I'm sorry..."

But does "I'm sorry" really work?

It's exactly what Daoming Si said in Meteor Garden, "I'm sorry, if it's useful, what do you need the police for?"

For those things in the past, being sorry has never been of any use, just saying sorry blindly, what is the difference between being weak and weak.

But we were all too young back then. We were all weak in our relationships, and we used wrong methods to carefully protect this fragile and sensitive self-esteem.

In fact, the original intention is correct. We don't need to unilaterally give away all our self-esteem because of a relationship, making ourselves seem naked in front of others.

If you really come to this point, please believe that it is never you who are cheap, but this relationship.

Dear you, I know that the fleeting time will not be found again, and those injuries will not be avoided. Cherries will fall when they are red, and plantains will turn yellow when they are green.

But I hope we can all be a little braver, and you only need a little, because I'll do the rest.

"Duqian..." He hugged the woman tightly, as if melting into his flesh and blood, "I love you, but it's not just that."

He suddenly remembered that she once read a poem to him on a snowy night, and he still remembers it until now.

She said: "I wish to have a person with one heart and never leave each other."

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(End of this chapter)

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