chapter12

She was confused: "But my forehead isn't hot?"

"The fever is not obvious. The reason for the fever is that Ms. Rong has caught a cold these days. In addition, she may have eaten too many things today, so there is no big problem. Just take medicine and have a sleep."

Rong Huan remembered that she was wet from the rain yesterday, and the wind blew again in the cemetery this morning, and all the macaronskiss tonight were wiped out by her...

Thinking of her and Fu Siyan just now saying that there might be something wrong with her heart, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into it.

The doctor left after the medicine was prescribed.

Fu Siyan sent the doctor away, poured a glass of warm water in, and the little girl saw him and her head quickly retracted into the quilt.

He was amused by her cute look, and he sat down beside the bed, took her out of the quilt, with a gentle reproach in his mouth: "Isn't it uncomfortable enough?"

He gave her the water and medicine, and when he saw her take it, he didn't forget to tease her: "Fortunately there was no heart problem, otherwise Huanhuan would have cried just now."

“…”

He rubbed her hair, "I will look for my uncle as soon as possible when I get sick. Don't check anything randomly, huh?"

She nodded, and after seeing her finish drinking the water, he went to the bathroom to dip the cold water with a towel, and came out to give her a cold compress on her forehead. He went to get the quilt and add it to her.

He looked at her haggard face and said, "How do you feel now?"

"Dirty, my stomach is a little uncomfortable."

"Uncle, you shouldn't have eaten so many desserts."

Rong Huan shook her head, "It was me who got wet from the rain yesterday, it has nothing to do with my uncle..." He prepared so many surprises for her today. How could she blame him for being sick?

He looked at her anxiously explaining, and suddenly chuckled, his voice melting gently into water: "How can Huanhuan be so obedient?"

When she heard this, her hot face turned redder even more, and she shyly dodged her gaze.

Fu Siyan asked her to close her eyes and sleep, and helped her change the towel from time to time. Seeing that he was so careful and considerate, she felt very warm, but she thought that it was too late, so she wanted him to rest early.

"It's okay, uncle is here to accompany you. I'll go to bed if your fever subsides."

-

In this way, Fu Siyan took care of her until the second half of the night. When he saw her sweating and the fever subsided, he felt relieved.

The next day, Rong Huan woke up and felt much more comfortable, and her head and stomach were not uncomfortable.

She got out of bed and went out, and the sound of opening the door was heard by the people in the study.

Fu Siyan walked out and saw her, "Why did he wake up so early?"

"I'm not sleepy."

His hand covered her forehead, and a low voice fell down: "If you don't burn, how can you feel uncomfortable?"

She shook her head, looked up and saw the slight black green at his sight, and said softly: "Uncle Fu, I caused you trouble last night..."

He was stunned for a moment, bent down to look straight with her, and smiled in his voice: "I'm sorry uncle, is Huanhuan any compensation?"

She was stunned and asked seriously: "Ah?...what is there any compensation?"

"Follower." He scraped the tip of her nose and raised his eyebrows and eyes, with a seductive meaning, "Uncle is not afraid of you."

Rong Huan's small melon-shaped face immediately turned a thin blush after being touched by him.

He smiled and said, "Go and wash, and then uncle will take you to have breakfast."

Ten minutes later, she finished washing and went back to the room to tidy up her clothes. She squatted in front of her suitcase, pulled the zipper, and heard a voice coming from behind: "I don't want this?"

She turned her head and saw Fu Siyan leaning against the door, holding the gift box he gave her last night in her hand.

She trotted to him, took the box back, and said softly: "I want it..."

His face was calm, but he smiled in his heart: "Do you like Huanhuan?"

She tapped her head lightly, and his lips curled up, and his hand reached out to her: "Come on, uncle, help you put it on."

She handed him the box, turned around, and pinned her long hair to the side.

Fu Siyan picked up the necklace, put it in front of her, and then walked around her snow-white neck, and patiently helped her to button it.

Her eyes drooped, her heartbeat like a drum, and her eyelashes trembled.

"Okay." He spoke.

She put her hair away and turned around. He glanced at her and asked her to look in the mirror with satisfaction.

The beautiful necklace shines under the sunlight that shines into the room, making her neck look slender and her skin look like white snow in spring.

She stroked the pendant of the black and white piano keys and turned her head to smile shyly at Fu Siyan.

-

When the two of them returned to Lincheng, Aunt Jing also came back from her hometown. When she learned that Rong Huan had a fever last night, Aunt Jing was particularly worried and immediately went to make soup and porridge.

Fu Siyan went upstairs to the study. Rong Huan hadn't seen Aunt Jing for a long time, so she chatted with her in the kitchen.

Aunt Jing looked at Rong Huan who was a little thin and said distressedly: "It's all because Aunt Jing was not at home a few days ago, Huanhuan lost weight. School is about to start. These days, Aunt Jing has made delicious food for you every day. I'll buy whatever you like."

Rong Huan smiled and said, "I love to eat everything Aunt Jing made."

Aunt Jing cut a plate of kiwi fruit and wanted to send it upstairs to Fu Siyan. Rong Huan took it, "I'll send it up to him."

Aunt Jing was a little surprised, "Yeah, aren't that afraid of your uncle?"

Some time ago, Rong Huan's attitude towards Fu Siyan was to escape if he could. Of course, Aunt Jing could see that, but she was not at home these days, and the two seemed to get along well.

Rong Huan, who was exposed to her thoughts, looked a little embarrassed, avoided Aunt Jing's gaze, and denied: "No, I just happened to go upstairs..."

She held the fruit plate and turned around quickly, disappearing from Aunt Jing's vision.

-

Under the careful care of Aunt Jing, Rong Huan's illness quickly recovered. A few days later, it was time to register for the school start.

In the evening, Rong Huan left the piano room after playing the piano.

Walking out, she looked at Fu Siyan's room door and fell into distractedness.

He has not been at home these days, and it seems that he is on a business trip to attend a mathematical and economics seminar. She hasn't seen him for two days.

I will be in the S University tomorrow to report. She will live in the dormitory next time, and I don’t know when the next time I see him.

As if she was in her heart and was blocked, she came to her senses and drooped her head and dragged her steps back to the room.

She was packing her luggage when Aunt Jing knocked in the door and brought juice, and then helped to pack her clothes.

"Huanhuan, what time will you go to school tomorrow morning?" Aunt Jing asked.

“It’s ten o’clock.”

"Okay, Mr. Fu told me that you can ask the driver to take you to school tomorrow morning. Can you be alone? Do you need Aunt Jing to be with you?"

Rong Huan waved her hand, "I'm fine alone." She slowed down her movements of folding her clothes, lowered her eyes and pretended to be careless, "Uncle Fu...when will he be back?"

"I don't know very well, I guess it will be two days later."

Her eyes dimmed a little, but she didn't ask anything else.

After packing her luggage, Aunt Jing went out. She dragged her luggage aside and sat down to the edge of the bed. The ringtone of her cell phone rang. She picked it up happily. When she saw the name of the person she was not thinking about, she felt a little disappointed.

She picked up, "Panpan--"

Xi Pan's pretty voice came over: "Niannian, you can sign up tomorrow, right?"

"Um."

"It's great, I'll have to wait for another week, hehe."

“…”

Xi Pan giggled and stopped bullying her. Xi Pan was Rong Huan's high school classmate and her best friend. However, after the college entrance examination, the two of them went to the north and the north and could only contact each other by phone.

Xi Pan talked about Xiao Chengzhi, the two favorite male singer, "Huanhuan, Xiao Chengzhi will hold a tour in Lincheng in November! Will you go?"

"I'll go if I get the ticket."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Rong Huan laughed. After hanging up the phone, she took out her headphones and listened to Xiao Chengzhi's songs for a while. He is a singer she likes since her first year of high school. He has a unique voice and is a creative genius. He has become popular every time, but he is very low-key and warms his fans.

She heard a lyric: [Missing runs in my heart, I want to stop but can't stop.] The face of someone comes to my mind.

She lowered her head, stroked the necklace hanging around her neck, and sighed lightly for a while.

-

The next morning, Rong Huan woke up, and after finishing all the things, she went out. The driver was already waiting outside. Aunt Jing helped her put her luggage in the car, and she did not forget to tell her everything.

Rong Huan looked at her and remembered her mother. If her mother was still there, she might have looked like this when she sent her to school today.

"Huanhuan, remember to spray some flower dew when you arrive in the dormitory. You are prone to mosquitoes. By the way, have you brought flower dew?"

Rong Huan nodded and hugged her, murmured: "Aunt Jing, don't worry, I will remember what you said."

Aunt Jing's eyes were red inexplicably, patted her on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "Okay, get in the car, don't be late."
To be continued...