Congratulations, you will never recover

Chapter 755 Guaranteed not to tire myself
I guess it's impossible...

Even if he is still alive, he will never be like this... At least he can still walk.

They have been shouting for two years, but two years is the limit, and it is not certain whether they can live for that long.

What's more, it has been more than five months now.

Qiao Youxia is not mourning anymore, try not to feel uncomfortable, but it doesn't mean she isn't melancholy.

It is unacceptable for anyone to leave this world in more than a year.

The room was very warm, and Qiao Youxia could take off her thick down jacket after going up.

Bao Siyu changed her into loose and comfortable pajamas, and let her lie on the bed.

The indoor temperature is very comfortable, there is no stimulation, no hunger or cold, but there is no freedom either.

She is like a canary.

Putting aside her bad mood, Qiao Youxia picked up the sweater and started knitting.

It's winter now, and the sweaters for Hoshi Miori have gradually been finished.

He looked left and right at the scarf knitted for him before, but he didn't want to wear it for fear that it would be worn out.

Qiao Youxia felt distressed when he saw it, the second young master of Tang Tang Bo's family, when did he lack a scarf to wear.

Even if you want scarves from all over the world, I'm afraid it's not difficult.

But the preciousness lies in the fact that this sweater was knitted by her.

Seeing that she was busy again, Bao Siyu frowned and went to take the sweater from her hand: "What are you knitting, you are in poor health now, you should take a good rest, let's rest for a while."

However, Qiao Youxia dodged lightly, squinted her eyes and smiled: "I'm just not feeling well. I can't walk anymore after walking too much. It's not that there is something wrong with my hands... Of course, my hands may not be healthy for a long time. , so I want to do something more for you while my hands are fine for the time being."

Hearing this, Bao Siyu frowned even tighter: "Don't say such things again, you will get better, and I don't need you to do anything for me, you just need to rest well."

Qiao Youxia smiled indifferently: "Then what do you want me to do now? Sleep? My limbs on this bed are almost degenerating. If I don't find something to do, I'm afraid I will be bored." died."

"..." Bao Siyu didn't know how to answer.

Qiao Youxia grabbed his hand, and said softly: "My body is not very good, and there are very few things I can do now. It is the only thing I can think of that will not harm my body and is more meaningful. Make sure you don't tire yourself out, okay?"

Bao Siyu looked at her deeply.

That's right, I wanted to let her have a good rest, but I forgot to take care of her mood.

Lying on this bed endlessly every day, the range of activities in this room is really boring.

Bao Siyu sighed: "Give me a rest of half an hour at most."

"OK." Qiao Youxia blinked mischievously: "Don't worry, don't worry."

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The snow is heavy and the wind is getting stronger and stronger. No matter how many clothes you wear, it will still be very cold.

Where Qiao Youxia couldn't see, Bao Siyu was making a snowman for her wearing gloves.

The servants saw it and hurried up to help, but Bao Siyu didn't need it.

Qiao Youxia said she wanted a snowman, so he made one for her himself.

There are not many things and time he can do for her.

It was very cold, very cold, he didn't wear a mask, and his whole face was flushed by the wind.

Finally, after two hours, a cute snowman was made.

The whole body is snow-white, with a long carrot nose and a hat.

Adorable naive.

Looking at the piled snowmen, Bao Siyu smiled knowingly, but then his long eyes dimmed.

(End of this chapter)