Ji Zhile was stunned and saw his mother following his brother.

“What’s wrong, Ningyi?”

Ji Zhile quickly climbed off the stool and also rushed to the bathroom. He stood behind Si Tian, ​​poked his head out, and watched everything that happened inside.

Seeing Ji Ningyi vomiting, Si Tian’s first reaction was: “Is Ningyi sick?”

She stretched out her hand and put the back of her hand on Ji Ningyi’s forehead. She did not know if it was a psychological effect, but it seemed really hot.

Ji Ningyi shook his head and his tone was a little ashamed: “I’m fine, I’m sorry to disturb Mom’s dinner.”

With his head drooping slightly, he pinched the hem of his clothes helplessly, knowing that this was a very impolite and disturbing thing.

In school, a classmate vomited in the classroom because of a cold and the other students pinched their noses, almost fainting from the smell.

He was frustrated. He felt that he could not do everything well and was not a good role model for his brother.

“There is no need to apologize for this, you didn’t mean it, not to mention I’m your mother.” Si Tian asked his younger son to pour a glass of water and handed it to Ningyi.

As soon as Ji Ningyi took it, he said, “I’ll just go and rest for a while. Mom, you can continue to eat.”

Si Tian thinks that Ji Ningyi is sometimes too well-behaved and sensible. Although everyone liked obedient children, children did not have to be so obedient. Because they were young, so they could be willful and not sensible.

She said softly: “Why do you have to go by yourself? You are still so young, you should be taken care of when you are sick.”

Ji Zhile also nodded: “Yes, Brother, we will take care of you.”

Si Tian brought Ji Ningyi to his room, found a thermometer, and put it under his armpit, thinking, “The temperature seems to have dropped a bit these days.”

Ji Ningyi blushed slightly. His fingers could not help but tangle together and whispered, “Mom, I’m fine.”

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head in embarrassment.

Si Tian rubbed his hair: “Whether there is anything or not, you have to take a good rest now.”

Ji Ningyi hummed.

There were only two people in the room, him and his mother, while Zhile went to eat. Although he knew that he should let his mother go to eat too, he knew his situation best. He did not get sick nor did he have a cold or fever.

But now his mother belongs to him alone. She will hug him and talk to him tenderly, just like when he was very young, before Zhile was born.

At that time, he was too young and Ji Ningyi could not remember many things clearly. But, he only remembered that his mother liked him very much. This was what his mother said and he always remembered it. Maybe he wanted it too much, so at this time Ji Ningyi told a little lie, pretending to be sick when his mother thought he was sick.

When ten minutes were up, Si Tian took out the thermometer and checked, it was 36.5°C.

“It doesn’t seem to have a fever.” Si Tian was a little puzzled and asked Ji Ningyi’s opinion, “Let the doctor take a look.”

Ji Ningyi shook his head quickly: “No need for a doctor, just get up tomorrow and I’ll be fine.”

His eyes were watery and his voice was soft, as if he was acting like a baby.

Ji Ningyi was usually so obedient, he would do whatever Si Tian said. Si Tian had never seen his coquettish appearance and suddenly felt as if she could satisfy him with anything, did not he just not want a doctor.

“Okay!” Si Tian agreed very readily. But after a few seconds, she added cautiously, “If you still feel unwell tomorrow, you should go to the doctor.”

Ji Ningyi smiled and his eyes seemed to be shining: “Good, Mom.”

“Then, do you want to eat something?” Si Tian noticed that Ji Ningyi did not eat anything for dinner.

Ji Ningyi tightened his fingers a little: “No more.”

Si Tian said: “Okay then, if you are hungry, you will eat.”

Ji Ningyi suddenly thought of something: “Mom, you go to eat, don’t worry about me.”

“How can I not care about you? I’m your mother.”

“Then, I’ll sleep.” Ji Ningyi pulled up the quilt and covered himself tightly.

When he fell asleep, his mother could go to eat. He just wanted his mother to accompany him, but he forgot that his mother only ate a little at dinner. It was very uncomfortable to be hungry, he knew.

“Then, let me tell you the story of the gourd baby that I haven’t finished reading yet.”

Ji Ningyi blinked: “Okay.”

Si Tian has read the story of the gourd baby several times and remembers the content. Now, she speaks slowly and lowers her voice. She is really a good assistant to coax the child to sleep.

After the story was slowly finished, Si Tian found that Ji Ningyi had fallen asleep.

He sleeps very quietly, breathes lightly, and obediently does not move. His long eyelashes cast light shadows under his eyes and he is the most likable type of child.

“Good night, Ningyi.”

Si Tian stood up, but felt a little pull, and looked down to find that Ji Ningyi’s hand was grabbing a small corner of her clothes, only a little.

Si Tian smiled and pulled it out lightly, without disturbing the child’s sleep.

She was delayed for nearly an hour. When she went downstairs, she found that Ji Zhile was still eating and watching TV while eating, not to mention how happy he was.

“Ji Zhile!”

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