Xie Wei glanced at Xiao Liu: "If you have nothing to do, you can go and order some food. Your lady will be able to eat it when she wakes up."
Xiaoliu thought it made sense and was about to go out. When she remembered something, she immediately turned around and said fiercely: "I'll be back in a minute. You'd better not think about doing anything to our young lady."
Xie Wei remained silent, what would he do to her? How could he do anything to her? How could he bear to do anything to her?
After the person walked away, he followed what was in his mind and raised his eyes to stare at the person closely.
The originally deep eyes seemed to contain infinite yearning, infinite tenderness, but also sadness at this moment.
He said in an ethereal voice: "Abao."
During these long and painful ten years, the only thoughts in his heart were his mother and uncle who loved him, and the little girl who was attached to him when he was a child and liked to sit in his arms and call him brother.
It's great that she still remembers him and recognized him the first time she saw him.
Xie Wei's heart was complicated, he was happy and sad at the same time. He wanted to be recognized by all of them, but he didn't want to.
Perhaps this is the moment I am talking about.
When Xiao Liu came back, Su Bao'er had already woken up. Xie Wei was sitting upright in a chair reading a book. She lay on the desk and looked at him quietly.
"Brother, do you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes?"
Xie Wei nodded subconsciously, then raised his head in surprise when he realized what he was doing, only to see the person across from him pursed his lips and smiled, his soft face carrying a hint of girlish charm.
Time seems to have gone back to when his name was Xue Dingfei.
That day was also winter. After school, he returned excitedly to his mother's yard. He took A Bao and told her what the master taught him today. She obediently lay on the soft couch and listened.
At the end of the sentence, his head felt like a chicken pecking at rice, nodding his head now and then. As a teacher, he didn't even notice and continued to lecture excitedly.
Finally, little Abao sniffed, raised his head and asked softly.
"Brother, do you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes?"
Xie Wei never turned over the book in his hand. He knew that he had exposed his secret. No, he had never tried hard to hide it.
Xie Weiwei raised the corner of his mouth invisibly: "If the roasted sweet potato is very sweet, I will eat it."
Su Baoer was so happy that she was a little overwhelmed. She immediately ordered: "Xiao Liu, go and get me roasted sweet potatoes. I want big, red and sweet ones."
Before Xiao Liu walked out of the door, she had already stood up and squatted by the charcoal fire, using tongs to arrange the charcoal fire into a shape that would make it easy to roast sweet potatoes.
There are still people in this world who are happy for you.
Xie Wei felt a little sour in his heart. He watched her silently from the side, and the book in his hand was never turned over again.
After a while, Xiaoliu brought the sweet potatoes over, and Su Baoer picked a few of the best and biggest ones and roasted them next to the charcoal.
She looked intently at the sweet potatoes inside, turning back to Xie Wei and smiling happily from time to time.
The fire made her face turn red.
Xie Wei raised his hand and poured a cup of tea: "You picked a big one and it will take a lot of time to bake. Let's sit down and have a cup of tea first."
"Does... does it take a long time to bake?"
Su Baoer was at a loss. She had never roasted sweet potatoes before, and many times she just gave an order and good sweet potatoes came over.
Finally, her brother wanted to eat sweet potatoes, and she took the initiative to bake them, but she didn't expect that her brother would have to wait for a long time.
"Drink tea," Xie Wei handed over the tea, interrupting Su Baoer's inner words.
“Good tea.”
Su Baoer took a sip and frowned, like a well-behaved little rabbit, trying its best to please its master.
Xie Wei looked out the window helplessly, and Su Baoer followed suit.
"What's out there?"
"It's nothing, it's just that the snow came later this year than in previous years."
Is it late? Isn’t it this time every year?
Su Baoer didn't know what he thought of, but his face suddenly felt uncomfortable and he coughed violently.
Xie Wei was about to reach out and pat her back, but Xiao Liu came over and took his place.
After a while, Su Baoer said slowly: "Brother, does he know Baimei?"
Xie Wei nodded.
Su Baoer continued: "Everyone in the world loves red plums, but I only like white plums. In the snow covered with countless dirt, it can bloom the purest and most beautiful flowers."
Just like her? The first time I heard Baimei Xie was in danger, I thought of the person in front of me, who was as gentle but tough as Baimei.
After finishing speaking, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, her body trembled and she coughed violently.
Under Xiao Liu's dissatisfied gaze, Xie Wei held her arm.
"Has your lady always been like this?"
"Of course not. Miss is not in good health. She didn't get a good rest yesterday and that's why she caught the cold."
"Xiao Liu," Su Baoer shouted dissatisfied, but still had no time to stop her words.
She lowered her head to avoid Xie Wei's gaze.
"Go get the medicine," Xie Wei said coldly.
After staying with Su Baoer for a long time, he almost forgot that he was not a gentle and smiling person to begin with.
