"What's your relationship with that ink demon?" Yun Qingying saw that she couldn't deceive her, her eyes darkened, and she leaned back on the chair leisurely, but her almond-shaped eyes were fixed on Chen Bitong's face, "I added

, that monster with a cat body and a human face.”

But Chen Bitong's expression did not change at all, and even looked a little innocent, "What did you say? I don't know you." She looked directly at Yun Qingying, without any avoidance or guilt, "You came to my house.

At that time, I had already told everything I knew.”

"Besides, you are not a police officer. If you keep locking me up like this, does it count as illegal imprisonment?"

Yun Qingying gritted her teeth. She was right. She was not a police officer and had no right to keep Chen Bitong detained here. Even if she was a police officer, she could not keep her detained until she had enough evidence. After thinking about it, she didn't.

The only other way is to let Chen Bitong go first.

"You should go home first. Don't go out much recently. Keep your phone open. Maybe the police will contact you." Yun Qingying stood up and opened the door.

Chen Bitong stood up without any courtesy, and left with a cold face and an unhappy look on her face. She seemed to have been really wronged. But perhaps only she knew the facts and truth.

"Find someone to follow Chen Bitong secretly and see if she does anything unusual on her way back." Yun Qingying ordered Fang Shaoxuan.

"Yes!" Fang Shaoxuan stood up straight and answered firmly.

…

After sorting out the information on this matter, Yun Qingying listed a few of her ideas on the paper. She scratched the paper back and forth, but in the end there was still no clear idea.

Sighing softly, Yun Qingying showed a rare look of exhaustion on her face. She rubbed her brows and looked at her phone. It was already half past ten.

Time always flies by when you are immersed in something. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, picked up her bag, stood up and left.

When she arrived at the door of her house, it was almost eleven o'clock, and she was surprised to find that the light in the living room was still on.

When he opened the door, he saw a black figure sitting on the sofa with his head lowered.

"Working so hard? You haven't slept yet." Yun Qingying said, but no one answered her.

She felt strange and walked forward to take a look. She saw Qi Wu with his head lowered and his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

Yun Qingying pushed him and said, "You..." Don't sleep here, go back to bed.

But as soon as she said the first word, her expression froze - there was a cold touch in her hand.

She hurriedly touched Qi Wu's forehead, only to find that it was scalding hot, and he himself seemed to be unconscious from the burn, and did not wake up despite several movements.

Yun Qingying knew that Qi Wu was in a very bad state, so she immediately asked him to lie down on the sofa, then went to the refrigerator to get a pack of ice packs, and rummaged through the cabinets to find antipyretics.

Fortunately, this time it was not like the last time she had a stomachache. She couldn't find it left or right. Soon the prototype of the antipyretic medicine appeared in the corner of the cabinet.

Yun Qingying curled her lips, and her worried face looked slightly relaxed.

Because it was a granule, and Qi Wu was lying down, how to get him to drink the medicine suddenly became a difficult problem to solve.

Yun Qingying thought for a while, stretched out her hand and put it on the back of Qi Wu's head, and then applied a slight force. At this moment, Qi Wu opened his eyes.

He struggled a little, his eyes only opened a slit, "Qingying?" His tone was uncertain and his voice was hoarse. Although he was a little weak even when he spoke, he still struggled to sit up.

The two of them were so close that Qi Wu's hot breath sprayed on Yun Qingying's ears.

"Well, it's me." Yun Qingying replied, raising her hand to hold his shoulders to prevent him from moving. She knew that Qi Wu was a very vigilant person, "Don't worry, you just have a slight fever.

"

Sure enough, after confirming that the person in front of him was Yun Qingying, Qi Wu gave up the idea of ​​sitting up.

While he was still conscious, Yun Qingying quickly brought the medicine on the table over, "See if you can drink the medicine yourself."

Qi Wu took a deep breath, and the cold ice pack on his forehead continued to work. To be honest, he felt that he was much better than before. Drinking a bowl of medicine should not be a problem, but he suddenly felt that the dim light in the living room was illuminating the clouds.

It was soft on the outside, and even his heart suddenly felt soft.

"No." He answered bluntly, "Can you feed me?" He asked matter-of-factly.

Yun Qingying took a deep breath, feeling that Qi Wu did it on purpose. Without saying anything, she took a spoonful of the medicine and brought it to Qi Wu's mouth, but the man in front of her didn't seem satisfied and said in a hoarse voice: "

It’s too hot, so I won’t drink it.”

Yun Qingying had no choice but to take it to her mouth and blow on it before handing it over again, "It's ready now."

Qi Wu took a brief taste, but soon he frowned again, "It's too bitter, I won't drink it."

At this time, Yun Qingying really wanted to laugh at Qi Wu's reaction. His unwillingness to cooperate in drinking the medicine looked like a child throwing a tantrum, which made her feel anxious and funny, but she still said patiently:

"Don't be too picky. If you behave well, I will go to the cupboard to get you some sweets later."

Qi Wu glanced sideways at her, clearly seeing the gentleness and patience in her eyes. He then looked at the medicine near his mouth, hesitated for a while, and finally drank it one spoonful at a time.

"Where's the sugar?" He still kept thinking about it.

Yun Qingying stood up, went to the cabinet to get a few candies, peeled them, and stuffed them into his mouth. Her fingertips touched his lips, causing a burst of ambiguity.

Yun Qingying quickly retracted her hand, stood up and was about to clear away the bowls on the table, but the corner of her clothes was tightly held by the man who just didn't have the strength to drink medicine.

Yun Qingying squatted for a long time, her feet were numb, and she stumbled and fell next to the sofa. Qi Wu grabbed her arm, buried his head in her arms, and said in a muffled voice, "Can you stay with me for a while?"

Yun Qingying was stunned, "What's wrong?"

"I'm sad."

The back of his head was facing her. Yun Qingying couldn't see his expression, and felt a little worried. She tried to pull out the arm he held, and tried several times, but failed.

"Why are you sad?" Her voice was a little gentle. To be honest, she had never seen such a fragile Qi Wu. Could it be that it was different because he had a fever?

"I have been sick many times before, and it was so uncomfortable, but no one took care of me like this at that time." Qi Wu still refused to take his head out of her arms, "For a long, long time, I was the only one who suffered like this.

Came here."

What he said is true.

The loneliness that had swept around him time and time again seemed to be enveloped again at this moment.


Chapter completed!