"Well, Da An gege, the anxiolytic congee has gone cold. It's not good for your health to drink it," Xiao Hua continued.

“You should still let Xiaohua warm it up, it's cold out today. It’s the middle of winter...” she mumbled softly.

This close-up view allowed me to see his face more clearly.

Her face was practically flawless, with a faint scent of books and ink, as well as a subtle, indescribable fragrance.

Xiaohua likes the smell, it feels very comfortable and warm.

Duan'an gazed down at the little flower before him, seeing clearly the concern in her eyes.

Da'an's heart also warmed a few points.

“Don’t worry, little flower. This soup is warm and just right to drink. You don’t have to be so nervous.” he said.

Then, he lifted the bowl, turned around and sat back down, sipping it mouthful by mouthful in a refined manner.

Xiaohua was helpless and could only stand aside and watch.

When Da'an finished his drink, he took out a handkerchief and elegantly wiped his lips.

Then, he turned his head to look at Xiaohua who stood quietly by the side, almost as if she didn't exist, and smiled kindly.

“After finishing the soup, I'll read for a while longer before going to sleep. There's nothing else to do, so you should get back to your room and rest.” He said.

Xiao Hua nodded lightly, walked over to clear the empty bowls, picked up the tray, and was about to leave. After taking a few steps, she stopped again.

He cast a furtive glance over his shoulder at the desk, his face etched with conflict and struggle.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

As he resumed reading, Daan noticed Xiaohua's unusual behavior. He looked up at her and asked,

>Let me know if you'd like to translate anything else!

Xiaohua bit her lip, as if gathering her courage. She turned and went back to the desk.

She pulled out a folded piece of cotton cloth from her sleeve and held it up to Da An.

"Big Brother Dān'ān, this is for you," she said.

"Tomorrow is your birthday. Don't refuse, just take it!" she said, her face flushing red.

>Da'an looked at the thing in front of him, stunned.

He immediately put down the book in his hand, took the thing Xiaohua passed over, and shook it open.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

A strip of cloth, about an arm's length long and as wide as the middle finger.

The outside is made of extremely comfortable and warm cotton, a light blue that is very elegant. It feels great to the touch.

The belt is double-layered, soft and fluffy inside. It should be stuffed with cotton or something similar.

Sniffing gently with his nose pressed forward, there was also a fresh scent of mugwort and clover. This suddenly cleared the slightly muddled mind that had been reading all night.

"Little Flower, what's this...?" He looked up at her, not quite sure what it was used for.

Make a belt?

It's over.

What's your hair style?

It's too wide, too thick, and it has a bit of a scent. It's not quite suitable.

“This is used for tying up hair.” Little Flower said.

“Topknot?” Dayan raised an eyebrow.

Xiao Hua nodded and looked at Da An's forehead. "Da An gege, studying is so hard work for you, it must tire your brain."

"When your brain gets overused, it's bound to feel a little uncomfortable. When you have a headache, just wrap this around your forehead and tighten it."

“Inside, I specially added some dried mugwort and alfalfa. They can calm the mind and should help Big Brother Dan ease his discomfort a little.” Xiaohua said.

After hearing Xiaohua's words, Dāan was stunned.

These past few years, studying day and night, come rain or shine, has definitely taken a toll on my brain.

...Scorched by the sun, whipped by the wind, drenched by the rain... Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!

Or maybe I pulled an all-nighter, and it's about to dawn...

>

When this headache comes on, it's debilitating. It causes intense migraines and when they hit their peak, I can barely see.

My head is buzzing, like a lump of jelly is swaying inside. Even bending down to pick something up sends blood rushing to my brain, intensifying the pain.

He had kept this matter very secret, not mentioning it to his parents or sister.

Because I don't want them to worry about me.

"Xiao Hua, how did you know I would have a headache?" Da An couldn't help but ask the little flower in front of him.

>

“If I'm not mistaken, I should have never told you this before.” Da An said with a touch of surprise. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Hearing this, Xiaohua smiled a little sheepishly.

"I came back twice to give Big An Brother you gifts, seeing that you were sitting there rubbing your head, and your face didn't look very good."

"I suppose you must have a headache, that's why you tried making this for me."

“Big An brother, you just use it, don't mind it, don't find it shabby...”

Xiaohua's voice dropped a few tones as she got to this point.

Compared to Auntie Three and Qing'er's preparations for the banquet, compared to the gifts sent by Big An's classmates, this head-tie ribbon is truly nothing...

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"Little Flower."

Da An's voice once again pulled Xiao Hua back from her scattered thoughts.

"Ah?" Xiaohua raised her eyes and looked at Dangan.

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"Only Da An smiled and looked at her, “I don't know how to use this belt yet. Since you're here, could you come over and help me try it on? Teach me how to use it?”

This is a test.

This remark, like heavenly music.

Xiaohua was anxious and her inferiority complex suddenly vanished.

>

Unexplainable joy, from every tiny corner of my heart, welled up.

Thread by thread, they gather together, finally converging into a surge of ecstasy, like a flood, raging through my body.

"Well, alright..."

Suppressing the elation in her heart, Xiaohua came to Dayan's back.

Taking the cloth strip, I gently laid it across his forehead, wrapping it around and tying a loose knot at the back.

During this process, neither of them spoke.

Though it was a simple action, she seemed to have been doing it for a long time.

Here is your translation:Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Those nimble fingers of yore, now tremble uncontrollably... trembling...

Finally, she finished the action and broke out in a sweat all over her body.

"Big Brother Dān'ān, you're done."

Xiaohua retreated to the side and whispered.

>

"Is that so?"

Da An nodded lightly, then raised her hand to gently stroke the bandage on her forehead.

"Little Flower, you're so kind. I really like this gift, thank you."

He looked at her, earnestly.

Not even a bit perfunctory.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! I'm ready for more. ?

Xiaohua smiled sheepishly, "You're my brother, I do these things for you, it's only natural, there's no need to thank me."

Seeing that Da An was still looking at her with a smile in his eyes, Xia Hua felt like her face was about to be burned by fire.

“Well then, Big An brother, I won’t disturb you reading. I’m going back to my room. Remember to get some rest early too!”

After uttering those words, she didn't wait for his reply. She picked up the tray and ran out of the room before he could say anything else.

That hurried back, just like a frightened little rabbit.

Duanan watched Xiaohua's retreating figure, stunned.

This girl, she's acting a little strange tonight, isn't she?

Running this fast, so urgently, as if worried I'd eat her.

Heh, that's interesting.