Chapter 8 The Last Cup of Original Ginger Tea 2
After Xi Cunji left, I remembered the purpose of coming to "Xianyue House" and walked in through the back door in frustration.
I can't help but feel sad to see the deserted and dusty shop. This place once brought me a lot of hope and joy. I still remember how happy I was on the opening day and how touched I was when customers praised the drinks I made. But this place can no longer be open for business.
"Oh." I sighed deeply and began to pack up all the things in the store carefully.
I am sentimental about everything here. The more I clean up, the sadder I feel. I really have to say goodbye to this place.
I don't know how long it took, but I finally finished cleaning up. I dragged my tired body back home. I was soaked by Fiame, and I felt very uncomfortable. My head became dizzy, and I couldn't move at all. I felt like I was on fire, and my face was red.
"Yeah, I feel so bad." I touched my forehead and found that I had a fever. My head felt dizzy and the scene in front of me started to become blurry. I felt like I was going to pass out.
No, I can't fall sick, I still have a lot of things to do!
I quickly took out my cell phone from my backpack and called Qiaoqiao for help.
Qiaoqiao's phone number...
I pressed the dial button in a daze: "Qiaoqiao, are you there? I have a fever, can you come over..." I turned over uncomfortably and my consciousness gradually became blurred.
Huh? Why isn't Qiaoqiao talking?
"Qiaoqiao, are you listening? Woohoo, I feel so uncomfortable..."
"Where is your home?"
Hey, doesn't Qiaoqiao know where my home is? How strange...
I wanted to answer, but I was so weak that I didn't even have the strength to speak. My phone fell to the side and I passed out completely.
"hot……"
I turned over uncomfortably.
"do not move."
"Water...I want to drink water."
Woohoo, I must be left in the desert now, otherwise why am I so hot and thirsty?
"Drink water." A commanding voice sounded.
After a while, I was gently helped up and someone gently fed me water. In the haze, I saw a face that was too handsome to be true. He frowned and showed a worried expression.
He is... Dong Yehan?
How could he be here? Am I dreaming?
After drinking the water, I seemed to wake up a little and opened my eyes wide to see clearly.
The boy who takes care of me gently is really Dong Yehan!
"How is it? Do you want some more water?" Dong Yehan asked with concern.
I quickly shook my head. Seeing him taking care of me within my reach, I was so moved that I wanted to cry.
"Then lie down quietly." There was no expression on his face.
I was a little confused: "Dong Yehan, why are you here?"
"Don't talk, have a good rest, you still have a fever." Dong Yehan said lightly, but his hands did not stop moving. He put a wrung-out towel on my forehead, and tucked the corners of the quilt tightly for fear that I would kick it.
He pursed his lips, seeming angry.
"Dong Yehan." I called his name softly.
"Well, what's wrong?" He touched my forehead again, and his frown finally relaxed a little, but his tone was still indifferent, "The fever has subsided a little."
"How do you know my home address?" I looked at him curiously. Does he have super powers? I clearly haven't told anyone except Qiaoqiao.
"You dialed the wrong number." Dong Yehan looked at me helplessly, and a deep light flashed in his amber eyes.
"So that's how it is. I'm sorry, I have a fever and I wanted to call Qiaoqiao and ask her to come and take care of me, but I didn't expect to call you. I didn't mean it." After saying that, I lowered my head and couldn't help feeling sad. What if Dong Yehan thinks that I called him on purpose and hates me?
"I know, I'm glad you're okay."
"Thank you for coming to take care of me."
"By the way, you haven't told me how you know my home address." I couldn't suppress my curiosity.
"As long as you're well, don't worry about how I knew it." Dong Yehan turned his face away, as if he didn't want to answer my question.
"Well, okay then." Since he didn't want to answer, I didn't want to continue asking.
However, although he had a cold face, he was very gentle in helping me apply the towel. Perhaps now is a good opportunity to explain.
"Dong Yehan, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you. I only found out that you wanted to investigate my identity after I joined the investigation team, so I kept it a secret. In fact, there were many times when I wanted to confess to you, but I missed the opportunity. I know I was wrong, can you forgive me?" After saying that, I looked at him nervously, my heart beating as fast as a drum.
"I... don't know." A trace of confusion flashed in Dong Yehan's amber eyes. There was no expression on his handsome face and his thin lips were tightly pursed, which made me unable to guess what he was thinking.
I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He really couldn't forgive me.
"Xiaoxian, I forgive you, but I don't know if I can still trust you. In my heart, you are a kind, lovely and warm girl. I am very happy and feel very happy to be with you. But later, I was suddenly told that all this was fake and I was deceived by the girl I loved most. At that time, I felt that I was the biggest fool in the world." Dong Yehan said sadly with a self-deprecating smile.
"How could that be! You're very smart..." I wanted to say something to make him not so sad.
Seeing him in so much pain, my heart ached, as if it was being strangled. I reached out and wanted to hold his hand tightly to comfort him, but he avoided me.
"Although I can forgive you, I can no longer trust you wholeheartedly." Dong Yehan said in a low voice.
I was slightly stunned. If I felt so upset that I wanted to cry just now, now I can't even cry.
Seeing that I stopped talking, Dong Yehan patiently helped me change a towel and then handed me a cup of ginger tea.
"I was in a hurry when I came here, so I didn't buy any antipyretic medicine. I also didn't know where your medicine was, so I made ginger tea. This is my first time making it, so I don't know how it tastes."
"Thank you." I took the ginger tea in surprise.
The yellow ginger tea exudes a faint ginger scent. I hold it in the palm of my hand and treat it as a treasure.
I took a sip gently, and the spiciness of the ginger tea melted the discomfort in my heart, turning it into crystal tears.
I drank and cried.
Seeing me crying, Dong Yehan asked worriedly, "Is the ginger tea too hard to drink?"
I shook my head desperately.
"So... is it because the ginger tea is so delicious and you were moved to tears by my cooking skills?" Dong Yehan asked tentatively.
This idiot, where does he get his confidence from?
"Average." I gave a fair evaluation.
I wiped away my tears.
I can't cry anymore. I have to take practical actions to make Dong Yehan trust me again.
"Fortunately it's not bad to drink." Dong Yehan was a little disappointed.
"But for someone who is making ginger tea for the first time, it's already pretty good." I gave him an encouraging look.
"Really?" Dong Yehan turned his head awkwardly. He accidentally saw the coded text I put on the table and asked curiously, "How do you have Professor Nan's address?"
Huh? What did he say?
I looked at him puzzled.
"What you wrote is a simplified way of writing Professor Nan's home address. Jinhou Sanliu means Building 36 of Jinkui College, which is the room where you and Nan Youlun took shelter from the rain last time."
At this point, Dong Yehan seemed to remember something: "They are used to leaving addresses to students like this, but no one has mentioned . How did you know it?"
Dong Yehan frowned and looked at me.
Oh my god! No wonder I couldn’t figure out what these words meant after thinking about them for so long. I didn’t expect it to be an address.
I was happy, but also sad. Dong Yehan's question was too sharp, and I didn't know how to answer it. I swore that I would never lie to him again, but the protagonist of the outstanding student disappearance case they were going to investigate was my brother...
"That's because, because..." I hesitated for a long time and couldn't come up with a reason.
If I tell him my guess, will he think that I joined the investigation team to use him? Although I did have this purpose at the beginning. If he knew, I guess he would never talk to me again in this life.
When I thought of this, I felt uncomfortable all over.
"It's okay if you don't want to say it." Dong Yehan looked at me disappointedly and said.
"No, it's just..." I was very nervous and wanted to explain. I opened my mouth but didn't know what to say.
That was the clue left by my brother. If I told him my guess, I would have to tell him everything, including the fact that the missing person was my brother, my purpose of studying at Hibiscus College, and my purpose of joining the investigation team... I was a little hesitant.
Seeing that I still didn't want to tell him the reason, Dong Yehan thought I was being perfunctory and deceiving him again, and stood up coldly.
"Your fever is gone. I'm leaving now. Take care of yourself."
"Dong Yehan!"
I quickly opened my mouth to call him, but he had already closed the door and left.
I lowered my head in disappointment, and I made him angry and run away again.
