Looking at the red and swollen corners of Jiang Xiao's eyes, which looked like she had obviously cried, Rong Zhixing's heart froze.

Jiang Xiao's nasal voice was still snoring, and she hummed, and then pretended to be free and easy, "But it's okay, it's getting late, Brother Zhixing, go and have a rest."

"Tell me, what's wrong?"

How could Rong Zhixing just watch her feel wronged and not ask any questions?

"It's just..." Jiang Xiao was like a kitten, her head almost hanging on her legs, and her voice was as low as a mosquito, "The ensemble program of our art festival has been cancelled."

Rong Zhixing: "??"

"Maybe we are not good enough, but we have been rehearsing for so long and everyone has put in a lot of effort. If the show is canceled directly, it will inevitably feel a little uncomfortable. I just need to take it easy."

How else can I be excellent? It’s because I’m so excellent.

Rong Zhixing didn't expect that this comfortable move for him would make the little girl shed tears.

"It's my brother's fault."

Jiang Xiao's crooked little head suddenly froze, "It has nothing to do with you, Brother Zhixing. It's our own problem. You don't need to apologize."

Of course Rong Zhixing couldn't tell her the truth, otherwise wouldn't it make the little girl hate him even more?

He felt a little guilty, but he apologized sincerely. Although he was drunk, he was still able to control his consciousness.

He took out the carefully wrapped gift from his arms and handed it to Jiang Xiao.

"This is my brother's apology gift. Will you forgive me after you accept it?"

This was already the second time he had begged for forgiveness so humbly in front of Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao is his bottom line, he will do anything for her, including bowing his head and admitting his mistakes.

A pair of fox eyes blinked blankly in front of him. Although the situation was unclear, when he heard that there was a gift, he opened it with joy.

"Wow! The design of the keys, were you specially selected for me?"

Rong Zhixing looked at her bright crescent-like eyes, and the corners of his lips unconsciously raised a fond smile.

My heart was gradually disturbed, and it was difficult to calm down for a while.

"Yes, do you like it?"

"Yes, I like it." Jiang Xiao nodded solemnly, all his love was beyond words.

Rong Zhixing engraved her appearance deeply into his mind. Sure enough, she was still a child, and she was so happy with a small gift.

The atmosphere instantly became sweet. Jiang Xiao pushed the box to him, stretched out a lotus arm and shook it gently in front of his eyes, "Then help me bring it."

"I really can't do anything to you, don't move." Rong Zhixing looked reluctant on the surface, but in fact his heart felt like he was stuffed with marshmallows, and he was full of friendship and couldn't help but want to vent it out.

In the end, I held back. The little girl was still too young and I was afraid of scaring her. After all, I was ten years older than him, so I still had to consider the long term.

Jiang Xiao never took her eyes away from the bracelet. Jiang Ci had bought her a lot of jewelry, including at least hundreds of bracelets, but none of them were as happy as when Rong Zhixing gave them to her this time.

Maybe it's because I haven't seen him for a long time and it's a temporary novelty.

The cold fingertips passed across the wrist, and Jiang Xiao suddenly felt numb, itchy, and a little bit numb.

Her eyes became less honest due to these restlessness, and began to move up to Rong Zhixing's delicate facial features, which were as exquisite as heavenly sculptures.

He slowly traced his outline with his eyes, using every stroke of his strength as if to engrave it in his heart and leave a permanent mark.

"Brother Zhixing, you are even more beautiful than when you were a child. When I was a child, I was wondering how there could be such a good-looking brother in the world, but you are even more beautiful now. You seem to have more, well..." Jiang Xiao stopped.

, touching his chin, as if thinking of an adjective that would suit him, his brows furrowed tightly, and finally relaxed after thinking about it, "Somewhat mature."

Rong Zhixing helped her put on the bracelet, and subconsciously tapped the tip of her nose with his free hand, "You little girl, do you know what maturity is?"

When he said this, Jiang Xiao was a little unconvinced. She pursed her lips and pinched her waist, as if she wanted to argue with him, "Isn't maturity the same as being old?"

"..." Rong Zhixing was a little unable to refute, which is actually true.

But his stomach suddenly twitched, and he frowned unexpectedly, but quickly regained his composure in front of the little girl, "Why, do you dislike my brother for getting old?"

Jiang Xiao hugged his arm and shook it coquettishly, her mouth as sweet as honey, "You are not old, you will always be eighteen."

Rong Zhixing was about to laugh, but the pain in his stomach caused him to blurt out a 'hissing'.

Jiang Xiao was so frightened that she quickly let go of his arm, thinking that it hurt him.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"It's okay, just take a rest."

Only now did Jiang Xiao notice that his face was a little pale, that kind of sickly paleness.

"Brother Zhixing, are you feeling uncomfortable? Let's go to the hospital."

Jiang Xiao, who had experienced this kind of thing for the first time, began to tremble when he spoke. Seeing his weak appearance, he was at a loss and panicked.

"It's okay. I drank some wine during the evening party. I just have a stomachache. I'll be fine tomorrow after some sleep. Be good and go back to sleep."

Rong Zhixing didn't want to scare her, so he kept suppressing the discomfort in his abdomen. There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and the tips of his teeth were trembling involuntarily.

"Brother Zhixing, let's go to the hospital, okay?"

"good."

Rong Zhixing has never been delicate. In the past, when he got stomach trouble during social events, he would just take some medicine and get over it. This time, he originally planned to follow the same approach as before, but when he heard Jiang Xiao's crying voice, he subconsciously agreed.

.

You have to get better quickly, otherwise what should you do if the little girl starts crying again?

Why did he grow up to be a crybaby and a squeamish person?

Rong Zhixing rubbed his eyebrows and said, "You stay at home. My brother goes to the hospital and will be back with a sling."

"No, I'll go with you."

Jiang Xiao was too persistent, and Rong Zhixing simply couldn't refuse, and eventually the two of them went to the hospital together.

After a lot of work and finally seeing Rong Zhixing put on a sling, Jiang Xiao felt at ease, pulled up a chair and sat in front of the emergency bed to watch over him.

I kept watching, but my eyelids were too heavy and I fell asleep in a daze.

When Rong Zhixing opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Xiao's slender eyelashes covered like crow feathers, as if he had dreamed of something, and suddenly he let out a cry.

Following the scratching sound, Rong Zhixing's heart felt as if a feather had been scratched across his body. Fine itches spread all over his body. He wanted to relieve the itch but could not find the specific location. Everywhere she stirred up the fire.

He stared at Jiang Xiao's red eyes, then thought of something, took out his cell phone, and sent a message to Fang Yang.

[Notify the school that the art festival will continue according to the original program.]

In the middle of the night, Fang Yang suddenly received an enhanced notification from his boss in his sleep. He suddenly woke up from his dream. He thought there was some important notification. When he clicked on it, he felt bad.

Staying awake in the middle of the night, that's all?
Chapter completed!