Article 199

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"how do I……"

He was in a trance for a moment, the dream just now was so real that he couldn't recover for a while.

"You're having a nightmare, and you've been shaking." Mo Ran pulled the quilt for him, "I think you seem to be very cold, I'm afraid you have a fever, but luckily you don't."

Chu Wanning snorted and turned to look at the slightly open window. The sky outside was still gray and dark, and the night was still deep.

"I had a dream, and it was snowing heavily in the dream."

He murmured something, then stopped.

Chu WanNing sat up, buried her face in her palm, and after a while, sighed, "I'm probably tired."

"I'm going to make a bowl of ginger tea for Master." Mo Ran looked at his pale face worriedly, "Master, your complexion is so bad."

"..."

Seeing that Chu Wanning didn't make a sound, Mo Ran sighed, without thinking too much, and habitually pressed his forehead against his cold and sweaty forehead.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as if you are willing."

Chu Wanning was slightly startled by such a sudden intimacy, and leaned back subconsciously: "...um."

Mo Ran was also sleepy and confused, and rubbed his hair as in the previous life, then put on his coat and ran downstairs to borrow the kitchen. After a while, a beech tray was brought up.

Mo Ranfei is a person with a heart like grass and trees. Chu Wanning came to Taohuayuan to save him and protect him well. No matter how much resentment he had towards this person before, at this moment, he is always grateful.

On the tray was a pot of steaming ginger tea, and a small jar of Tujia brown sugar. He remembered that Chu Wanning didn't like to eat choking things, but he liked sweetness.

In addition to ginger tea, he also asked the kitchen for a white flour steamed bun. The steamed buns are cut into thin slices, soaked in fresh milk, deep-fried in an oil pan, and sprinkled with a layer of icing sugar. It is a simple but delicious snack.

Chu Wanning drank ginger tea slowly, his face gradually became bloody, and his white fingertips picked up a piece of milky steamed bun, looked at it for a long time and asked, "What is this?"

"I made it casually, and I haven't named it yet." Mo Ran scratched his head, "Master, taste it, it's sweet."

Chu Wanning doesn't like fried food and is tired of greasy food, but when he heard the word "sweet", he still hesitated, took a piece to his lips, and took a bite.

"Well……"

"Is it delicious?" Mo Ran asked tentatively.

Chu Wanning glanced at him, didn't speak, then took another piece and ate slowly with ginger tea.

A pot of tea and a plate of snacks quickly came to an end, and the nightmare disappeared like smoke and snow in such warmth. Chu Wanning yawned and lay back on the bed again: "Sleep."

"Wait a minute." Mo Ran raised his hand suddenly, and wiped the corner of Chu Wanning's lips with his fingers, "Dim sum scum."

"..."

Looking at the young man in front of him smiling frankly, Chu Wanning couldn't help but feel a little hot in his ears, turned his face and said "um", and stopped talking to him.

Mo Ran collected the dishes and went downstairs to return them. When he came up again, he saw Chu Wanning fell asleep facing the wall, and he didn't know if he fell asleep.

He stepped forward, put down the gauze curtain lightly, and suddenly heard Chu Wanning say: "It's cold at night, don't sleep on the ground."

"That……"

Chu Wanning hung her slender eyelids, and wanted him to stay with her, but "sleep next to me" couldn't say it after struggling for a long time, but the tips of her ears became hotter and hotter.

I feel sorry for him and don't want him to sleep on the floor, and I like him and don't want him to leave.

But with such a thin skin, he clearly knows that even if he opens his mouth, the other party will definitely reject him, and he will completely lose face at that time, even imagining it makes him feel sad.

It's better to be Xia Sini, the appearance of a child can always be self-willed.

——But Mo Ran treated him well today, and even remembered that when he drank ginger tea, he liked to put enough brown sugar, so can he think that Mo Ran actually cares about him to some extent...

This kind of thought made Chu Wanning couldn't help but feel a little hot in his heart, his head was fainted, and he blurted out.

"Go up and sleep."

"Then I'll go and see if the next door has stopped. If it stops, I'll go back to my room."

This sentence was said almost at the same time. After Mo Ran finished speaking, he realized what Chu Wanning said, and opened his eyes slightly.

"That would be great."

Chu Wanning agreed almost without thinking, as if he was anxious to cover up the previous sentence.

"You go back."

"Master, you..."

"I'm tired, you go."

"...Well then, Master, rest early."

The young man left, and the door creaked open and closed.

Chu Wanning opened his eyes in the dark night, his heartbeat was fast, his palms were sweaty, and he couldn't help being embarrassed by his gaffe just now.

If he has been alone for a long time, a little care and concern from others will make him think that it is rare warmth.

Like a fool.

He turned over in frustration, buried his face in the pillow mat, and fell into a deep self-loathing. I know that what Mo Ran likes is Shi Mingjing, and I am just a cold and polite master and apprentice with myself, but...

The person in the dream seemed to appear clearly in front of him again.

The facial features are exactly the same, but it seems to be older than the current Mo Ran.

When looking at himself, his expression was surly and paranoid, and his pupils were so deep that it was impossible to see clearly.

With a "squeak", the door opened again.

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