Koa Jackson froze for a mont, suddenly silent.
This girl, could she be rembering sothing?
He was lost in thought, and Mia Ginger continued to smile and said, "What’s mine is yours, right? Chancellor is our dog."
"..." Koa Jackson remained silent for a little while, pursing his lips stubbornly, "Even so, we can’t share a bed."
Not only did she get on the bed, she sat right on his foot, practically intolerable.
Koa Jackson pretended to get up.
Mia Ginger was still lying on top of him, separated by the blanket.
Quickly, she sat up by herself and turned to push Chancellor, "Go and play, good boy."
Chancellor barked twice in the dark, got pushed by Mia Ginger, moved back a bit, and snuck off the bed by himself.
His paws were resting on the bed edge watching them.
As long as he wasn’t on the bed, he was fine wherever.
Mia Ginger was satisfied, turned her head, lifted the blanket, and snuggled in.
..."
But—
He was already lying down, too lazy to move.
However—
His originally sullen mood had cald down considerably, holding her soft body, feeling secure and settled.
Koa Jackson rubbed her short hair with one hand, "Why does your hair grow so slowly?"
"It’s growing quickly now." Mia Ginger also raised a hand to touch her hair, "Do you like long hair?"
"Yes." Koa Jackson said softly, "Let it grow long."
Actually, it had been quite long; the day Mia Ginger had the car accident, her hair could already be tied up.
But—
That was just once.
Gone in an instant.
Now, her hair was even shorter than before.
Every ti he touched it, he felt a complex emotion in his heart, difficult to put into words.
"Alright, I’ll make the effort." Mia Ginger said earnestly, as if making a vow.
"Okay, it’s ti to sleep." Koa Jackson smiled.
The two of them snuggled closely under the blanket, listening to the heavy rain outside the window.
Chancellor stood on the floor-to-ceiling window with his paws, watched for a while, turned around, with a long face, very sleepy, slowly circled the bed and lay down on the carpet on Koa Jackson’s side. Koa Jackson didn’t mind, caressing Mia Ginger’s soft body, and soon fell asleep.
Mia Ginger was very quiet.
However, when he fell asleep, she seed to suffer from insomnia.
—
At this mont—
She raised her hand and patted her forehead.
Exhaled lightly, extended the back of her hand and touched Koa Jackson’s forehead.
It was very hot, obviously a fever.
She sat up, looked at Koa Jackson, still a bit bewildered.
For as long as she’s known him, Koa Jackson seed to have never been sick; she felt he wouldn’t get sick.
How could soone like him fall ill?
Mia Ginger was sowhat at a loss.
In her line of sight, Chancellor was awake, standing by the bed wagging his tail at her, outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the sound of rain gradually subsided, the sky brightened, making the entire room clearly visible to her.
Mia Ginger raised her hand, massaged her sore shoulder, turned around, and put on her clothes first.
Soon dressed, she tiptoed out of bed, first wrung an ice-cold towel, folded it, and placed it on Koa Jackson’s forehead.
After she washed up, she quietly left the room.
Aunt Lee was making breakfast; seeing her enter the dining room, she was a bit surprised.
Usually, it was Koa Jackson who got up early.
Mia Ginger smiled at her, forgetting to say good morning, and asked, "Aunt Lee, where’s the thermoter? Brother Jackson seems to have a fever."
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