"So?"

The man's eyes were a little deeper, if it weren't for Shang Lu's relationship, he would have attributed tetanus to the wind blowing after the injury.

But if Xiao Qi asks this, he must have discovered something.

After a while, Yan Shiqi looked cautious, "When I left the guest room just now, I found that the gap in the open window was right on Wen Zhiyuan's stomach. ”

The man narrowed his eyes, "Maybe the maid opened it." ”

Yan Shiqi shook his head disapprovingly, "I thought so at first.

But the third sister didn't let the maid clean it at all, and Leng Yiyan directly carried her to the guest room just now.

Maybe...... I'm thinking too much. ”

After speaking, she took a small sip of milk from her cup, but her eyelashes kept trembling.

Ordinary people who don't understand medical science, do they all have this misunderstanding?

So the open window, does it represent something?

......

That night, eight o'clock sharp.

Wen Zhiyuan woke up slowly, her eyes were misty and top-heavy.

The room was dimly lit and had poor vision.

She raised her hand and pounded her forehead, her lower abdomen still hurting hotly.

Somehow, the temperature in the room was low, and she felt cold to the bone.

Wen Zhiyuan covered her lower abdomen, sorted out the rolled clothes, and slowly fell to the ground, dizzy for a while, almost making her fall.

She shook her head and walked forward step by step, muttering incessantly, "Brother Yan......"

No one responded.

She opened the door, stunned by the bright light in the hallway.

He closed his eyes and slowed down for a few seconds before leaning against the wall and looking around.

After a few seconds, she seemed to hear a voice coming from across the activity room.

The room layout of the Dijing Courtyard is no stranger to Wen Zhiyuan.

She leaned against the wall and walked to the activity room, moving cautiously.

The door to the activity room was open, and she leaned in, her eyes flashing, and she listened.

However, in the next second, the door of the room was suddenly opened, accompanied by Leng Yiyan's angry roar, "Fourth Brother Qin, since you refuse to help me, then we don't need to talk anymore!"

Wen Zhiyuan was frightened by Leng Yiyan's action of opening the door, she ducked to the side in a panic, and her eyes looked into the room again.

A long figure stood still, and the gaze cast at her through the air was dark and deep.

Wen Zhiyuan almost didn't open his eyes for a second, covered his lower abdomen and leaned towards Leng Yiyan's side, his voice was weak, "Brother Yan, what are you talking about?"

"Me and him, there's nothing to talk about. ”

After Leng Yiyan finished speaking, he looked at her again, "Why are you up?"

"I have a headache and I ...... cold"

Wen Zhikite is not pretended.

Because her cheeks were too rosy, but her body was very cold, she even shrank several times in the effort of these few words.

Seeing this, Leng Yiyan and her eyes were full of worry, and when he bent over to pick her up, and when he turned back to the guest room, he blamed: "The doctor told you not to move, the temperature in the corridor is low, be careful of getting cold." ”

Wen Zhiyuan nestled in his arms, and wanted to say that the temperature in the room was lower, but he was afraid of annoying him, so he lowered his eyes slightly, and changed his words, "I'm sorry for worrying you." ”

They talked like an ordinary couple.

And Qin Baiyu, who was standing in the activity room, looked at their backs with his hands in his hands, his cold facial features looked indifferent, his eyes were dark, and he pursed his lips and shook his head and sighed.

After a while, Yan Shiqi came out to look for him, walked around the corridor, and was surprised to find the figure of the man coming from the activity room.

She tilted her head and looked, but she didn't see anyone else, so she walked over and took his hand: "Why did you go to the activity room, do you do sports?"

The man greeted her and replied in a low voice, "No, I answered the phone." ”