Xiao Han stretched out his hand and gently wiped away her tears with love. Listen, Yang Xiaomin looked at him with tears in his eyes:

"Really?"

"real."

The pear blossoms are filled with rain, which is pitying. Xiao Han immediately swore: "As long as I drink the medicine, I will get better after sleeping."

"Where is the medicine? I will help you. I will definitely not let Dahan die."

With the tender words, Xiao Han suddenly felt warmth in his heart.

Under his guidance, the little girl went to the living room with a glare, and soon ran back, handed him the medicine box, and fed him water.

Xiao Han took a few pieces of Huoxiang Zhengqi soft capsules, drank three cups of water in one breath, and breathed a long sigh of relief. He opened the window to prepare for ventilation. Suddenly, he saw her walking in with a basin of water.

"What are you doing for fetching water?"

"When I was sick, my grandma fed water to wipe my body, and I also wiped Dahan's body. My grandma said this would get better."

Because the basin is too heavy, the little white-faced man is much red. Xiao Han is so warm. He watched her put the basin on the ground and serve him lying down seriously.

Xiaobai held a towel in his hand and soaked it in a basin, then ran to him, clumsy and serious about starting to wipe his face.

At that moment, in the bedroom lamp, Xiao Han felt a deep feeling and happiness in his heart. He has been working hard in society for many years. He has always reported good news but not bad news to his family. He has caught a cold, got sick, or got drunk. No matter how uncomfortable it is, he has always overcome it alone, and he has always been alone.

After so many years, except for my mother and father, it was the first time that I was taken care of by others. The cool towels were taken with some hot little hands from time to time and rub them on him. The grandmother's child seemed to be taking care of him. Xiao Han suddenly felt a little astringent in his eyes, and tiredness and pain came over again and again. The little body shaking under the light was like the hunched and warm back of grandmother, imprinted into his heart again and again.

I don’t know how long it took, Yang Xiaomin knelt beside the bed, looking at the sleeping man, and was still worried in his big rosy eyes.

Dahan...

If there was no Dahan...

.........

When he woke up again, he was woken up by the alarm clock. It was already dawn and the breeze poured into the bedroom. Xiao Han opened his eyes in a daze.

The warm sun shone on his face in the early morning. Although his mind was still uncomfortable, his body was not as heavy as yesterday. He supported himself and sat up and turned off the alarm clock.

Alas, this summer.

Wanting to go down and take another medicine, Xiao Han suddenly saw the little white face beside his pillow, curled up beside him, still asleep, and the basin of water was quietly placed on the ground.

Xiao Han was moved. He picked up the quilt with his big hand and covered her, but his arms were so soft that they were weak that they were powerless. This action woke her up instead.

Seeing him awake in a daze, the little girl's face was stunned and she sat up immediately:

"Dahan, are you doing well?"

"Okay, totally."

Xiao Han said with a smile, in order not to worry, he also made a strong bent arm posture.

"That's good."

Heat stroke...

The sudden heat stroke swept through the small world of two people, and also doubled his fatigue. When he woke up in the morning, Xiao Han felt that he was leaking in his body when he took two steps, but he couldn't show his illness. After going to the bathroom, Longma washed his face with her mentally.

"Are you tired? If you are tired, don't go to the small dining table today. I'll be with you at home."

While hanging his beard, he looked at the little girl beside him. The haggard and white face in his eyes, and the big eyes were filled with fatigue. Xiao Han felt distressed.

"It's fine."

She brushed her teeth silently, and Xiao Han smiled bitterly. Although she felt uncomfortable, her heart was filled with warmth that had never been seen. Yesterday's warm care had given him endless energy to overcome the disease.

The heat stroke will definitely not get better so quickly. In order not to worry the child, Xiao Han has been holding back since he woke up.

She finally made her a little happy. If she knew that she was still sick, she would definitely be sad. Of course, he would not watch this scene happen. At this moment, the man's perseverance and resilience were fully reflected in him.

Hold on! Persistence is victory!

She combed her hair as usual and took her to the community for dinner. Today, Xiao Han took a taxi and sent the child to the small dining table.

"Remember to sleep well at noon. You didn't sleep well yesterday. Do you have to be obedient? Otherwise, you won't grow up."

Xiao Han said kindly, and the little girl nodded:

"Well, I know Dahan, Dahan also needs to sleep well, I will wait for you."

"Okay, wait for me."

He smiled and waved his fingers, watched Liu Min take her back to the small dining table, breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and took the taxi back.

Sitting down my butt, the soreness and softness of my body suddenly surged like a tide, dizzy, sweating and hot, I raised my wrist to look at the time, but it was still time.

Go to the company for a while.

Xiao Han went to the company, and at this time, Liu Min, who was washing vegetables at the small dinner table, suddenly saw that the beautiful little girl put down her schoolbag and did not sit at the door like she did a few days ago. Instead, she found a table at the small dinner table and took out a piece of paper and pen.

It seems that yesterday's call was still very useful, and I put down my burden in my heart. Liu Min continued to wash vegetables happily and prepared to make lunch for the children.

Half an hour later, she wiped her hands and came out of the kitchen and found that the child was still sitting on the table. Compared with the scenes of the children around her playing, her quiet little body made her very fond of it.

Who doesn't like a well-behaved and sensible child? Liu Min walked over quietly with curiosity. Yang Xiaomin felt someone behind her. She turned her head and saw that it was her. The little girl subconsciously covered the white paper, but there were still a few words running out of the white little hands. Her white little face turned red:

“No…can’t watch.”

"Puchi, what are you writing? I won't show it to my sister."

Liu Min said with a smile, Yang Xiaomin blushed and her beautiful big eyes were full of delicateness: "Yes... it's a song written for Dahan."

"Writing a song?"

She was immediately happy. An eight-year-old girl actually told her that she was writing songs, which really surprised her and became more and more interested: "Really, our Xiaomin is great. Can you show my sister what song you wrote?"

Of course, Liu Min would not think that she was really writing songs. The little girl was just writing some cute ideas, but her expression was very cooperative and praised. Sure enough, the little girl's face turned redder, and then she nodded gently and took her little hands away from the paper bit by bit.

On the white paper, two lines of crooked small characters appeared in Liu Min's eyes:

(I can't do anything in the world without you)

(I want to see your silly smile every day)
Chapter completed!