Adriana was puzzled and simply could not cure his current situation.
“Whew … so cold, so cold …”
Peter suddenly hugged his shoulders and shrunk into a ball, “Cold …”
She immediately stood up and turned off the shower.
Peter curled up and nestled in the corner, his pitiful appearance provoking pity.
“Cold …”
He kept murmuring, his entire lips pale, his face haggard, looking somewhat mentally dazed after being tortured.
“It’s cold …”
“Is everything okay?”
She reached over his forehead to probe the temperature, that is, a touch, Peter felt a warmth, greedily hugged her hand, and then flung his arms down into her arms, hugging her tightly.
“It’s cold, it’s cold.”
It turns out that Peter was definitely not lying.
His body was cold, cold as if a warmless corpse, cold and appalling.
“What the hell is going on, Peter, say something?”
The man in the arms for warmth, in the past, so cold and reserved existence, and now the wretched appearance can not be associated with the usual him.
After four years, Adriana thought she would forget him and the feelings she once had, but after meeting Peter she realized that the man turned out to be that charming.
Big enough to keep her thinking about it day and night and unable to forget it.
Memories echo in the mind and linger, only to be more remembered over time.
So much so that he is now close, Adriana actually did not have the courage … no, should say she could not push him away.
The man held her waist tightly and rubbed himself against her body, even as he kept trembling and shaking like a sieve.
Adriana held her hands up stiffly, not knowing what to do, and finally slowly let them down, gently hugging him and running them down his back, soothing, “Okay, it’s okay, it’s okay. It won’t be cold later, it’s not cold anymore.”
Held him and gave Peter an excessive amount of his temperature, which I thought would work, but it didn’t work at all.
He was still frozen stiff, his teeth chattering, his nostrils murmuring something.
“You wait for me a moment.”
Adriana could not stand it anymore and immediately got up and went to the bedroom to get a quilt and covered him in it, hugging him, “Will this be more comfortable?”
The bedding was wrapped around both of them and instantly warmed up a bit.
Adriana turned the bath light back on, casting down, the temperature instantly came up, the heat of her forehead began to slowly flow fine sweat stains.
“Hot.”
Adriana breathed a sigh of relief and shook the bedding with difficulty.
“Cold, cold … don’t move, don’t move …”
The man closed his eyes and muttered.
Adriana heard his words clearly, but the ghost really did not struggle, hard to hold on, until finally caused a great deal of sweat, almost can not stand, before pushing Peter away, stood aside.
The man collapsed into the bedding, eyes closed, completely unconscious.
But even so, she could feel his body cold and hot at times, and was tortured very poorly.
“Hot, so hot.”
…
Adriana opened the bedding, put cold water in it and turned on the air conditioning.
“It’s cold … it’s so cold I can’t stand it.”
…
Adriana wrapped him in the bedding again, turned on the bath light and adjusted the air conditioning temperature.
So, week after week, Adriana was busy.
It was only when his temperature finally normalized that Adriana dragged him to bed, but dripping wet, Adriana was afraid he would catch a cold easily, so she took off all his clothes.
She leaned over and tucked him in.
Standing up and shaking his stiff waist, he took a deep breath, “I’m exhausted.” Glanced back at Peter and saw that he was doing a little better before he was ready to leave.
“Don’t go.”
As soon as Peter took Adriana’s hand, Adriana was unstable and collapsed on the bed.
“Adri, don’t go … Adri … don’t go …”
The man pulled her, but his eyes stayed closed and his mouth was hard with Adriana’s name.
She lay on her side of him and almost forgot to get up.
Dumbfounded looking at the man close at hand, some inexplicable heartache for him.
In fact, Peter is not wrong.
To be wrong, it is wrong that he lost his memory, but that is not the result he wanted to get.
“Adri … come back, come back? Don’t go. Don’t go …”
He murmured Adriana’s name.
Word for word.
Shouldn’t he have forgotten about Adriana, how come he was chanting Adriana’s name when he was unconscious.
“You remember Adriana?”
She moved to lie beside him, pressed against the top of the bedding. Looking at the sleeping man, she whispered a question.
“Remember, remember … how could … forget … Adri… back… …”
“Adri… where are you?”
“Adri … you don’t want to die …”
“Adriana, who the hell are you? What’s my relationship to you?”
…
His thoughts were confused and he was talking a lot of nonsense.
In vain, Adriana was so excited and thought Peter remembered her, only to find out later that men don’t remember anything at all.
Maybe it was just a coma and the subconscious mind remembered her name.
Adriana looked at him, the well-defined features, three-dimensional and full, thick eyebrows like ink, long and thick eyelashes, eyelids closed, but the eyes are not honestly twitching from time to time, his sexy lips tugged, his mouth was talking some nonsense again.
A faint scent erupted between her nostrils and hit her face, still a familiar smell that made Adriana flutter.
“Peter?”
She called out forgetfully, reaching out her long, slender fingers to gently cover his face, tracing the contours of his face, “What has happened to you after all these years?”
“So noisy, sleep.”
The man yanked the bedding violently and smoothly took her into his arms and covered her with the quilt.
The action is done in one fell swoop.
If she hadn’t just witnessed Peter’s body getting hot and cold, she would have thought Peter was acting.
“Hey, you …”
“Don’t talk.”
The man spoke weakly.
Adriana listened to the raspy, low voice, as if it were the raspy, rotten-wood sound of a cello in disrepair.
She got really quiet and didn’t say anything else.
Look at him, intending to wait until Peter is quiet and she is going.
Who knows, it is this trip, tormented most of the night Adriana exhausted, soon fell asleep.
I don’t know how long I slept, but I had several dreams, which were complicated and varied.
She rolled over restlessly and suddenly subconsciously realized how she had fallen asleep?
Suddenly opened his eyes, into the eyes is Peter that a magnified face.
“You … you’re awake?”
Adriana lifted the bedding and instantly rolled out of bed and stood beside it.
The speed is extremely fast, and the whole process takes less than a second.
The man leaned on the head of the bed, the bedding covered up to the position of the abdomen, he held a book in his hand, quietly watching. “Yesterday, it was you who saved me?”
“No, I didn’t save you. You carried yourself over.”
She would like to save it, but the medicine is not a doctor, and she is not a doctor, there is nothing she can do.
Peter closed the book, a slightly whitened pale face emerged with a smile of relief, “Sorry, yesterday must have taken you as …”