The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 258: What do you desire most

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"Are you... awake?" A Chou opened her sleepy eyes. As soon as she saw Zhong Mingwei sitting in front of her, the quilt slipped under her shoulders, she suddenly woke up. She was so busy that she went over to grab it. The quilt wrapped Zhong Mingwei tightly, while stroking Zhong Mingwei's forehead, frowning and saying, "Why is it still so hot?"

"Why are your hands so cold?" Zhong Mingwei was so excited by A Chou's hand that he was so busy that he grabbed A Chou's hand and stuffed it into the quilt. He frowned at A Chou and said, "You Did you sleep like this all night?"

"No, I just squinted for a while," A Chou said hurriedly, breaking away from Zhong Mingwei's hand, putting on his shoes and getting off the kang, "I'll make you some porridge first, and then I'll make some medicine for you. You can’t always take medicine on an empty stomach.”

"Fry ​​two pairs, and you can also drink a bowl..." Zhong Mingwei looked at A Chou's haggard face and felt terribly distressed. He opened the quilt and was about to get out of bed to light the fire. Before he got up, he suddenly gave him another handful. A Chou was pressed down.

"You have to be angry with me, don't you? You are so sweaty that you dare to get off the kang just like that?" A Chou frowned and looked at Zhong Mingwei, "You are not allowed to get off the kang for these two days. Be careful and I will beat you!"

"I know." Even though he was unhappy, Zhong Mingwei still agreed honestly, and then he lay back obediently, but he was no longer sleepy. He turned his face sideways to watch Achou wash the rice and put it into the pot. Then I sat down to light the fire, feeling indescribably warm and ironed in my heart.

When he was sick in the past, he would lie like this, but no one dared to come into the dormitory to disturb his rest, so he was the only one lying like this in the huge dormitory. The dormitory was empty, and his heart was also empty. But compared to listening to women's noisy inquiries, he still enjoyed the silence where he could hear the drop of a needle.

When did it start? He began to be afraid of silence. When he was alone, his heart was always uneasy. Only when this girl was chattering in front of him could he feel at ease.

What do people who have been alone for too long long for most?

It's nothing more than having someone by your side when you are sick, especially when this person is your sweetheart.

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"You were so annoying last night," Achou said while lighting the fire and glaring at Zhong Mingwei. "How old are you? I still don't want to drink medicine. I'll give you medicine. You can pour it and push it away." After opening it, a good cotton-padded jacket is dirty with the soup. It’s good for you. You have to be coaxed to drink. How did you get into such a bad habit?"

"Aren't you used to it?" Zhong Mingwei didn't feel embarrassed at all. He looked at A Chou's new slanted red jacket with a smile. No matter how he looked at it, he thought it looked good. This old cotton-padded jacket is stained, otherwise you might not be able to bear to wear this new cotton-padded jacket this year."

Before the New Year, when A Chou went down the mountain to buy new year's goods, Zhong Mingwei softly asked A Chou to buy him some new clothes. The ugly man hangs around the cooking pot all day long, how can he be willing to wear a new coat? The old cotton-padded jacket last night was stained by the medicinal soup. A Chou had no choice but to find this new cotton-padded jacket and wear it today.

"Who said that? I've been thinking about wearing it for a long time." A Chou was a little embarrassed, pulling up his sleeves and looking at Zhong Mingwei, "Didn't I buy you a new coat years ago? Why don’t I see you wearing it?”

"Wear them as soon as you are well. Then we will wear them together," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, pursing his lips and adding, "By the way, I remember how you gave me medicine last night, and I still remember you. I’m singing a little tune.”

"It's all burned like that, I can't believe you remember it so clearly," A Chou's face suddenly turned red, but his heart was filled with sweetness. While adding more firewood into the stove, he asked Zhong Mingwei in a low voice, "Then what I sang?" Is the ditty nice?"

"It sounds good, the lyrics are good, the music is good, and the girl's voice is even better..." Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, coughed twice, and then sang in a hoarse voice, "The drums are blowing at the second watch, little one Liu'er climbed up the wall, alarming his daughter Jiao Wa, who went up to the house and fell in love with her. He hurriedly opened the double door and grabbed his beloved little friend by the hand... Ahem!"

"It's such a long ditty, why do you remember this sentence?" A Chou felt very ashamed. While poking out Zhong Mingwei with his eyes, he took the tea on the stove and fed it to Zhong Mingwei to drink, humming at the same time. Humming, "My voice is so hoarse, but I still have the nerve to sing."