Morning Star

Chapter 311 He thought his sister had woken up

He hadn't had time to be happy when his mood suddenly plummeted. He lowered his eyes, and his already dim eyes became even darker.

The low mood made my mental state not very good, and affected by the injury, I became more and more tired. I started to feel dizzy.

Chujiu had been looking up at the roof and hadn't noticed the change in his mood.

When it comes to food, she becomes excited.

“Although my mom’s cooking is average, her fried chicken wings are really delicious.”

As she spoke, she seemed to recall something unhappy, and pouted her lips and said angrily, "Every time, she always snatches it from me."

Thinking about it, he smiled smugly: "But he couldn't snatch it from me, so I had to beat him up. Haha. Even if he told mom, she would only side with dad."

"Chu Xiaoshi and I sometimes suspect that we were picked up by our parents."

"Alas...it turns out that the parents' love is true and the child is an accident," she sighed.

As he was talking, he looked at the snowflakes floating outside the window and started laughing again, as if he remembered something happy.

"You don't know that it rarely snows in our hometown in winter, so my brother and I look forward to snow every winter."

"It finally snowed last year. Chu Xiaoshi and I played in the snow for an entire afternoon as if we had never seen snow before."

"As a result, we both had high fevers the next day, which made our parents very worried. After we recovered, we wanted to go out to play, but we were beaten by my mother and didn't dare to go out."

She seemed to be talking to herself, her eyes full of memories. I don't know what she was thinking about, her eyes gradually became a little lost. She murmured: "Come to think of it, Chu Xiaoshi turned 18 last month. I don't know if he received the coming-of-age gift I prepared for him."

"He always said I was stingy and didn't buy anything for him. I don't know how he felt when he received the gift."

He smiled proudly: "I prepared a big one for him. Let's see if he still says I'm stingy."

I don’t know why, but after the Chinese New Year, I wanted to prepare his coming-of-age gift early, so the gift has been in the gift shop.

Later, I asked the store owner to deliver the gift to him on his birthday. I don’t know how he felt when he received the gift.

She didn't know that the day she received the gifts on the tenth day, her mood would be like a roller coaster.

He thought his sister had woken up, so he rushed all the way from school to the hospital without even taking a day off, but what he saw was his sister again with her eyes closed and a pale face.

My excited mood suddenly dropped to the bottom when I realized that she had prepared it long ago and asked the store owner to send it to me.

I couldn't help myself and lay down beside the bed, holding her hand and crying quietly.

"Sister, I don't want you to buy me gifts anymore, I won't make you angry, and I won't snatch things from you. Please wake up, okay?"

He didn't know that there was only a body on the bed, without a soul, and that it couldn't even hear his voice.

Of course, Chujiu didn’t know this.

Every word she said fell into Mo Xinglan's heart, like a needle piercing his heart. He didn't dare to look up to see her expression at that moment.

Every time she talked about her family, she was so happy that he felt he had no room to interfere.

The dull eyes gradually lost their luster.

He held his forehead with his hand and covered his lips with his hands and coughed lightly a few times, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Chujiu finally came back to his senses from his memories, and said with a worried look on his face: "Xingxing..."

He called out softly, but stopped talking.

He raised his tired eyes and looked at her gently without saying a word.

She held his face gently with both hands and looked at his expression: "Are you tired? Can I help you to the bed and rest for a while?"

He put his hands on his arms and tried to help him up.

But after helping him for a long time, there was no response at all, so I had to sit back and looked at him puzzledly: "What's wrong?"

His pale lips parted slightly, but it took a while before he spoke: "...Jiu'er..."

Then there was no sound.

He lowered his eyes again, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, with a bitter self-mockery.

It flashed by and Chujiu didn't see it.

Seeing that he was about to say something, Chujiu became a little anxious and frowned: "What's wrong with you? Just say what you want to say, I will answer you everything I know."

He was silent for a moment and said softly, "Nothing, help me to the bed."

The ninth day of the lunar month: "..."

Forget it, he didn't want to say it, and she couldn't force him.

So she had to help him to the bed.

But as soon as he was helped to stand up, his body shook and he kept falling to the ground.

She gasped in shock and wrapped her arms around his waist to support him.

He gently reminded: "Slow down."

After helping him stand up, she didn't dare to let him go. She raised her head with a pouty mouth and some annoyance: "I've told you countless times that if you feel uncomfortable, you should tell me. If you don't tell me, I won't know. What if you fall?"

Although he said this, he was actually worried.

Mo Xinglan lowered his eyes and turned his face away: "Sorry."

“?!” Chujiu was shocked by his sudden apology.

This was the second time he apologized to her.

But now is not the time to talk about this. The most important thing is to let him go to bed and rest first.

But I was afraid that he would faint again while walking.

She rolled her eyes, supported his back with one hand, bent down and supported his knees with the other hand, then pulled him up with both hands and lifted him up horizontally.

"!" Mo Xinglan was startled and stared at her in a daze.

When I came to my senses, I was already sitting on the edge of the bed.

Chujiu squatted down to take off his shoes and socks, then looked up at him and said, "You didn't sleep well last night, how about taking a nap now?"

He looked down at the girl who was patiently removing his shoes and socks.

A few strands of her dark brown hair fell from her shoulders to the front of her body as she lowered her head. The rest of her hair casually fell on her back, making her look like an elf. I just wanted to hold her in my hands.

"I'm asking you a question." Chujiu looked up at him with a puzzled look on his face.

His thoughts were forcibly interrupted. He was slightly stunned and replied softly: "...Yeah."

Only then did she lower her head with a puzzled expression and take off the socks on his feet.

Holding the pair of white jade-like feet, he murmured to himself, "Ah, a beauty is indeed a beauty, her feet are so beautiful."

"..."

Mo Xinglan just looked at her quietly without saying anything.

Noticing a pair of eyes fixed on her, she followed the gaze.

The moment she met that gaze, she immediately lowered her head, coughed lightly, and let go of his feet.

He stood up and undressed him.

He was left with only his undershirt and underwear, and his hair, which was tied up with a crown, was taken off.

The moment her long black hair was freed from its restraints, it spread out like a waterfall, falling onto her back and onto the bed.

The long hair covered his ears, making his whole appearance softer.

His face was pale and sweat was hanging on his forehead. A few strands of hair were wetted by sweat and stuck to his forehead. His eyebrows were gentle, weak and soft, and he seemed a little illusory, like a bubble that would break at the touch. Anyone who saw him would want to protect him.