"If he really wakes up and regains his normal consciousness, he should not want to see me. If he is still 5 / 6-year-old thinking consciousness, it is estimated that if he takes some more medicine, the fever will go back completely." Qin Sitong said, picked up the bag he brought when he came, motioned slightly to Yu Guheng, and then left the room.

Yu Guheng hurried out. "Si Tong, have you ever thought that Jisheng will have a fever in the rain this time because of you?"

Qin Sitong's footsteps paused slightly and said in a low way, "we've broken up." so she didn't want to know whether it was or not.

Yu Guheng continued, "I haven't seen Ji Sheng's contradictory appearance. In fact, he doesn't love you, but he's afraid that he loves you too much and then suffers too much."

Qin Sitong stopped and turned to look at Yu Guheng. "I don't understand what you mean by this, but I know that one day, after he said goodbye, I went to him. He told me that he could love me or not. At that time, he had no feeling for me."

She still remembers the cold and lukewarm kiss. At that time, every word was like a bayonet, cutting her all over.

"It's impossible. Jisheng can't have no feelings for you. You're his..." Yu Guheng almost blurted out, and narrowly stuck the word "life" in his throat.

"What is it?" Qin Sitong looked at Yu Guheng suspiciously.

Yu Guheng said, "it's the only person he's been with and his only girlfriend. He's never done this to any woman before you."

Qin Si Tong laughed at himself, "everything has its first time, and it won't be the only one in the future."

Just as Qin Sitong was about to lift his step again, suddenly, a rapid sound of footsteps came up. Then, a figure ran here quickly, and then held Qin Sitong in his arms.

"Sister! As soon as I wake up, I can't see my sister. Does my sister dislike me?" his voice sounded so nervous and uneasy.

Hearing this, Qin Sitong knew that Jun Jisheng's fever had not completely subsided. Now his thinking consciousness is still the 5 / 6-year-old child.

"You wake up, my sister doesn't... I don't like you, but it's late and my sister is going home," she said.

His hands around her were finally loosened. He looked down at her and said, "but didn't my sister stay with me last night?"

Qin Si Tong's eyes were dim. "That was before, but now it's different."

"What's the difference?" he wondered.

But she didn't know how to answer him. She could only say, "well, stay here and I'll... See you again tomorrow." maybe there's no need to come tomorrow. When tomorrow comes, he should return to the normal one.

Qin Sitong wants to quit Jun Jisheng's arms, but his hands are so tight that she can't break free at all.

"Jisheng, be good, will you let go first!" she coaxed like a child.

"No," he said unhappily, "if my sister wants to go home, I'll go home with my sister. I'll stay with my sister."