"Well, I'm relieved when Aunt Liu cooked it!"

Su Jianan took the cup, tried the temperature, and then drank a cup of brown sugar ginger tea in one breath.

She put down the cup and saw that Bo Yan's expression was not right, so she asked knowingly:

"What's wrong?"

6 Bo Yan narrowed his eyes: "What does Aunt Liu cooked you will be relieved?"

Collecting the story, Su Jianan wasn’t just unwilling to drink it, but was worried that he had cooked this cup of ginger tea?

When did he become so untrustworthy?

Su Jianan pretended to be shocked and looked at 6 Boyan at a loss.

6Bo Yan was finally sure-he guessed right.

He approached Su Jianan step by step: "So, are you really doubting me?"

Su Jianan looked at 6 Boyan seriously and smiled: "I'm just having fun with you."

6 Bo Yan obviously didn't believe Su Jian'an's words and still stared at her with dangerous eyes.

Su Jian'an's heart skipped a beat, and involuntarily took a step back, pointing to the direction of the bathroom: "I'll rinse my mouth." After that, he slipped away decisively.

6Bo Yan looked at Su Jianan's back, and the danger in his eyes still did not fade.

If it were normal, he wouldn't have let Su Jianan slip away like this.

Su Jianan should be glad she was feeling uncomfortable today.

Su Jianan brushed her teeth again before coming out of the bathroom. For her personal safety, she pushed 6 Boyan to take a shower. Finally, she lay on the bed, and her lower abdomen started to hurt again, and the person slowly curled up into a ball.

6 When Bo Yan came out of the bathroom, a thin layer of sweat had already emerged from Su Jianan's forehead.

6 Bo Yan's brows frowned instantly: "Does your stomach hurt again?"

"A little bit." Su Jianan forced a smile, "But it's fine, it doesn't hurt as much as before."

"Wait me a moment."

6Bo Yan lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Before Su Jianan could ask him where he was going, he had already left the room.

When he came back, 6 Boyan had an extra hot water bag on his hand.

He personally put the hot water on Su Jianan's lower abdomen.

The warm feeling came, and Su Jianan's lower abdomen felt a lot of pain in his heart. I don't know if it was the hot water bag that really worked, or just her psychological effect.

6 Bo Yan looked at Su Jianan: "Is there any better?"

"Yes." Su Jianan nodded, "It's much better."

6 Bo Yan didn't confirm the authenticity of this sentence, and held Su Jianan into his arms: "Go to sleep."

There was a hot water bag between the two, and it felt like a thick wall was separated by a thick wall.

Su Jianan moved, burped into 6 Boyan's arms, hugging 6 Boyan a little tighter, his voice soft and delicate, and it sounded like he was acting coquettish: "I can't sleep."

6 Before Bo Yan could say anything, Su Jianan continued: "Husband, tell me a story."

6 Bo Yan's memory was suddenly pulled back to the time when Su Jianan was ten years old.

Su Jianan was in poor health when he was a child. When he knew her, she was seeing a doctor for taking medicine.

The doctor specifically reminded her to have enough sleep.

So even if she went to her grandmother's house to see him, her mother would definitely let her take a nap.

Su Jianan probably started to like him since then. He pestered him and refused to sleep, and her mother couldn't do anything to her.

Tang Yulan didn't know whether she saw the clue or said casually, and gave the task of coaxing Su Jianan to 6 Boyan.

Su Jianan smiled happily at that time.

Thinking about it now, it was clearly a smile that was successful.

However, Su Jianan did not listen to 6 Boyan's words, but instead made a more fun and had no intention of sleeping.

6 Bo Yan had no choice but to ask: "How do you want to sleep?"

Su Jianan blinked in a weird way: "Brother Bo Yan, tell me the story?"

Bo Yan was only sixteen years old at that time, and his voice was the clean and moist voice unique to a boy, and he did not have the calmness and magnetism of a mature man.

But the ten-year-old Su Jianan likes his cool and clean sound as much as the spring water.

At that time, there was no storybook in the old house, and Bo Yan did not have the habit of reading fairy tales when he was a child. He did not know any of the fairy tales that ordinary children were familiar with.

Su Jianan looked at 6 Bo Yan's embarrassment and gained insight into the fact that Brother Bo Yan can't tell stories.

She thought for a while and said, "Brother Bo Yan, just talk to me. I can fall asleep by listening to your voice."

God knows that Bo Yan was so soft-hearted at that time.

However, when he was facing a ten-year-old girl, he really didn't know what to say, but an English poem appeared in his mind.

Wilde's "Gives to Wife".

I remembered more than this poem, but at that time, he didn't know why, but he just wanted to read this for Su Jianan to listen to.

Now, after more than ten years, he still wants to read "Give Your Wife" to her.

6 As soon as Bo Yan spoke, Su Jianan smiled.

6 Bo Yan stopped for a while and looked at Su Jianan in confusion: "Why are you laughing at?"

Su Jianan couldn't help asking: "That...you can't just know this poem, right?" More than ten years have passed, why did Bo Yan still read this poem to her?

6 Bo Yan narrowed his eyes: "What does it mean?"

"Did you forget?" Su Jianan blinked, "You have read this poem to me when I was ten years old."

“…”

6 Bo Yan's temple suddenly jumped.

How could he forget?

It’s ridiculous to read Wilde’s “To Wife” to a little girl.

That night, he had insomnia all night.

When he was insomnia, he felt lucky.

Fortunately, Su Jianan still doesn't understand.

But if Su Jianan really couldn't understand, how could she know that the poem was "To Wife" and she still remembered it for so many years?

"Jian An, you..." 6 A shocking expression appeared on Bo Yan's handsome face, "How did you know that I read this poem to you at that time?"

Su Jianan concealed: "Well, when I was a child, I went to an international school, received bilingual education, and I could still understand a few English words..."

6 Bo Yan is not so easy to deceive, questioning: "Even if you can understand a few of them, you will never know the name of the poem, and you will never remember it until now." As he said that, he became dangerous, "Jian An, I want to listen to the truth."

Su Jianan struggled for a while, and after realizing that it might be dangerous if he didn't tell the truth, he chose to confess—

"Okay, I really didn't know at the time." Su Jianan looked at 6 Boyan and said with a smile, "But I have a good memory. I remembered one or two sentences, and then went back to ask my brother, my brother told me that the poem was called "For Wife", which was written by a man named Wilde. Well, my brother asked me where I heard it?"

Su Jianan admitted that she said it on purpose and scared Bo Yan.

6 Bo Yan asked indeed: "How do you answer your brother?"

"Oh..." Su Jianan said lightly, "I said I heard it on the radio..."

"..." 6 Bo Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Jianan continued, in a daze, "If I told my brother that you read this poem to me, I might not see you later..." Su Yicheng could not let her meet 6 Boyan.

"..." 6 Bo Yan decisively hugged Su Jianan tightly, "It's getting late, go to bed."

"No." Su Jianan pestered 6 Boss words like when he was a child, "You finish reading the poem and listen to me."

6 Bo Yan sorted out his emotions and finished reciting the gentle and entangled "To Wife".

Su Jianan leaned against Liu Boyan's arms with his eyes closed. Although he was uncomfortable, the corners of his lips were always slightly raised.

Many years ago, she couldn't understand, and Bo Yan read "To Wife" to her in the clean voice of a boy.

Now, she can finally understand. When Bo Yan read "To Wife" to her again, she was indeed his wife.

Not missing each other is probably the greatest luck in their lives.

6Bo Yan read very slowly, and before he finished reading the poem, Su Jianan fell asleep.

After he noticed that Su Jianan had fallen asleep, his voice of reading poems became smaller and smaller until he finally disappeared.

The hot water bag is no longer hot.

6 Bo Yan took it out and put it aside, hugged Su Jian'an and closed his eyes.

Two people sleep well for a long night.

Maybe it was because I slept enough the day before, and the next day, when Su Jianan woke up, she felt full of energy, and the piercing pain in her lower abdomen also disappeared.
To be continued...