The Actress is My Favorite

The first time Xia Ruan met her cat was in the winter when she was thirteen years old.

It was an ordinary day. Xia Ruan woke up from the cold in bed early in the morning, shiveringly wrapped in a big coat left by her mother, bought a big steamed bun at the breakfast stall downstairs, and went to the Children's Palace to use the air conditioner all day , Picked up three or four old books by the way.

At noon, go home and eat something.

Then... I ran into that little guy unexpectedly.

The little guy huddled downstairs in Xia Ruan's house, sick, with his head tilted. If it wasn't for her coughing from time to time, Xia Ruan almost thought she was dead.

Xia Ruan didn't know why he stopped in front of her, as if he was attracted by her when he saw the little guy for the first time, and wanted to take another look.

The people living near this street are all the same people as Xia Ruan.

No money, no family to rely on, no future, every day in the gloomy and musty corners wanton growth, until the day it rots.

But the little guy is different. Although she can't see her face clearly, Xia Ruan can see her side face is fair and clean. Although her clothes are a little old, they are very clean. Getting closer, the little guy has a quiet soap locust smell, which is not the same as the mild musty smell on them.

The little guy is not the one who should be here at all.

She doesn't belong in this world at all.

Did you accidentally get separated from your family? Or... lost by the family? Or was her family actually nearby and she was just waiting for them here?

Xia Ruan stood in front of the little guy in a daze, looked at it for a while, and then looked around.

It's noisy around, people come and go, no one pays attention to this corner.

Do you want to ask the people around you? Xia Ruan bit her lip, thought for a while, and finally lowered her head weakly, and walked back home.

She dared not ask.

Still don't mind your own business.

At noon, Xia Ruan cooked some dried noodles and Chinese cabbage, finished eating slowly, washed the dishes, and worked hard for more than an hour before heading to the Children's Palace again.

As soon as she went out, she subconsciously glanced at the corner of the wall.

The little guy was still there, a little more wilted than an hour ago, his face was pale, and he was motionless.

Is there really no one to care about her? Xia Ruan blinked, hesitated for a moment, turned her head and left without looking at her again.

There was a lot of noise in the street, and a few ruffians were sitting on the side of the road, warming themselves by the fire, talking dirty and dirty.

Xia Ruan was tired of hearing these words before, but when she passed them this time, she suddenly turned around and ran towards the little guy.

Finally, Xia Ruan stopped in front of the little guy again.

She didn't even know why she came back.

Because I heard the nasty words of those men on the street, so...worried about this child?

Well, it should be like this. This child obviously does not belong here, it is dangerous for her to shrink here alone.

But Xia Ruan stood in front of the little guy, not knowing what to do.

Call the police? Call someone? Xia Ruan, she... didn't even dare.

Moreover, the little guy didn't move at all, as if he was dead...

Thinking of this, Xia Ruan shivered suddenly, and took a step back with trembling legs. At this time, the little guy in front of him suddenly raised his head sleepily as if he had sensed something, and looked at Xia Ruan.

Her eyes were lifeless, and there were pitiful drops of water in her gray eyes, as if she was unconsciously asking Xia Ruan for help.

Xia Ruan's heart ached for a moment.

When she was a child, her mother got her a puppy to raise, but when winter came, the puppy got sick and died. In the few days before it died, it looked at Xia Ruan with this kind of eyes. The mother said that it was silently calling "help".

But Xia Ruan couldn't save it.

The little girl in front of her only took one look at Xia Ruan, then passed out again, her head drooping sickly.

Xia Ruan clenched her fingers for a moment, and then, she didn't know where the strength came from, she stepped forward to pick up the little guy and dragged her home. The little guy's body is very cold, but fortunately his heart is still beating. Although it is very weak, Xia Ruan can feel it.

Xia Ruan dragged the little girl to the bed and covered her with the quilt.

Only then did Xia Ruan have time to see what the little girl's face looked like - she was very thin, with fair skin, curly and long eyelashes, and a small and delicate nose bridge, which could be seen as a beauty embryo.

Xia Ruan sat on the edge of the bed and watched for a while, the little girl's pale face finally recovered, but it didn't take long before it turned into an abnormal flush, her brows also frowned, her teeth clenched tightly Lips, look in agony.

Xia Ruan reached out and touched her forehead, and immediately realized that the little guy had a fever from the cold.

She immediately took the basin and ran to the public toilet to catch the water, folded the wet veil familiarly, and placed it on the little guy's forehead. I took out the thermometer and antipyretics at home, checked the date, and after making sure that they hadn't expired, I took a piece out, and immediately went outside to boil a pot of water.

In the month before Wang Xiaoning's death, she always had high fever repeatedly, so Xia Ruan was very familiar with this procedure. What's more, taking care of a child is much easier than taking care of an adult. Xia Ruan barely made any effort to coax the sleeping little guy into taking a pill.

Afterwards, all he had to do was squat beside the bed and wait for her to wake up.

Xia Ruan looked at her fair and beautiful face, and couldn't help worrying. It doesn't matter if it's just a cold and fever, but what about other illnesses? Like... what if she was dropped by her parents because she had cancer? Will she die here?

Xia Ruan was belatedly afraid.

While waiting, the room was obviously cold, but her palms were covered with sweat.

Even... I was so scared that I couldn't control a few tears, and the tear stains were left on the dirty little face, which was obvious.

The little girl's body also trembled at this moment, and a weak and painful whimper sounded from her throat. Xia Ruan stopped her tears all at once, but she didn't know what to do.

She knew that, at least for now, the little guy's reaction was a normal physical reaction when he had a fever. It was the same when Xia Ruan had a fever, it was terribly uncomfortable, and it was the same when Wang Xiaoning had a fever...

But the little guy's face became more and more ugly, he turned over restlessly, and a few tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Xia Ruan panicked instantly.

She frowned, hugged the little girl's shoulder helplessly, bit her lip, lowered her voice, and sang a soft little tune.

Xia Ruan remembered that when she had a fever and felt uncomfortable, Wang Xiaoning would hug her and sing this song to her. She listened, fell asleep, and felt better.

But later, when Wang Xiaoning fell ill, Xia Ruan was exhausted mentally and physically. Until Wang Xiaoning passed away, Xia Ruan never sang to her to coax her.

Although Wang Xiaoning said that when adults are sick and uncomfortable, they don't need to be coaxed. But when Xia Ruan recalled it at this time, she was still sad and regretful and shed some tears.

Fortunately, Xia Ruan's singing was really useful. After a while, the little girl was lulled to sleep, and her brows gradually relaxed. In less than an hour, her fever also subsided. Xia Ruan added some thick clothes to the quilt, boiled the water, and waited quietly for her to wake up.

In the middle, Xia Ruan was so cold that she couldn't stand it, so after hesitating for a few seconds, she tiptoed into the bed and hugged the little guy tightly.

The little guy's fever subsided, but his body was still warm, and it was very comfortable to hold.

Xia Ruan smelled the fragrance of saponins on her body, looked at her fair and clean neck, and unconsciously fell asleep.

When she woke up again, it was already dark. As soon as Xia Ruan opened her eyes, she looked at a pair of bright and clear eyes, so close at hand.

The owner of the eyes blinked, the gray eyes flickered, and he was not afraid at all.

It's as if... She has been quietly watching Xia Ruan from such a close distance for a long time.

Xia Ruan suddenly jumped up from the bed, bit her lips weakly, and was at a loss for a while: "I...I...I'm not a bad person..."

The voice is also getting lower and lower.

The author has something to say: Child bride! (bushi)

ps: Fanwai will deliberately weaken their hard life, so it is basically sweet and sweet