The Wolf is Coming Ch. 50

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Finally, she came to the door of Abraham's apartment and knocked gently. She stood at the door and waited for a while, but the door was quiet, as if no one was there. Afraid that Abraham didn't hear it, Emma knocked on the door again with more force. This time, there was finally some movement inside the door.

After a while, Abraham opened the door for Emma. He casually put on a loose beige sweater and pants of the same color. His hair was a little messy because he hadn't had time to take care of it, and his face was flushed.

"Hermione, why are you here?"

"Do you have a fever?"

One stood inside the door, and the other stood outside. They both suddenly spoke at the same time.

"Fever? Oh..." Abraham rubbed his temples with his hand and let Emma in. "It seems a little..."

"I just came to see you." Emma unzipped her small bag. The events of the past few days had made her more natural in front of Abraham. "Mum made a lot of cookies. I brought you some. If you haven't had time to eat lunch yet, you can eat some of this first..."

"Thank you... it's noon already?" Abraham didn't look very energetic.

"In fact, it's already afternoon. I also brought antipyretics. I think you need this more now." Emma also took out the medicine in the bag. "Antipyretics... antipyretics... ah, I found it! Uh... I forgot to ask, does this medicine work for werewolves?"

"When I'm in human form, I'm basically no different from ordinary humans." Abraham replied.

"That's good. I finally brought them here for nothing."

Abraham smiled gratefully at Emma, but the smile was soon interrupted by a sound from his stomach. His expression froze, and his already flushed face became even redder.

"So, you really haven't had time to eat lunch yet?" Emma stuffed the bag of biscuits into Abraham's hand, "Eat some biscuits first. Some medicines are not suitable for taking on an empty stomach."

"Yeah." Abraham took the biscuits and sat obediently on the sofa, watching Emma busy fetching water, boiling water, and checking the instructions for the medicine. His champagne-colored eyes gradually filled with tenderness.

He opened the biscuit bag, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. In an instant, the taste of the biscuit spread between his lips and teeth.

Sweet.

Emma finally brewed a cup of warm antipyretic medicine. She was about to bring it to Abraham, but when she turned around, she found that Abraham had fallen asleep.

The sofa in the apartment was also off-white. Abraham, wearing clothes of the same color, curled up in the sofa with the sofa cushions in his arms, as if he had melted into it. The rain and snow had just stopped, and the sun gently shone through the glass, dotting his silver hair with a fine halo, like a handful of pearls sprinkled on the water.

Emma gently put down the cup, walked over on the soft carpet, and then quietly leaned over in front of the sofa.

After knowing each other for so long, this was the first time she saw Abraham sleeping. Unlike the terrible look when he was in a coma last time, Abraham buried half of his face in the sofa, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, looking clean and gentle, giving people a feeling of warm winter sun.

Emma couldn't help but move closer and carefully looked at his long silver eyelashes. She watched the eyelashes tremble like white peacock feathers, revealing champagne eyes.

"...Hermione?"

Emma stepped back shyly and reminded him as if to change the subject, "The medicine is ready, drink it before going to sleep."

So Abraham sat up, nodded, and smiled like a child, "Yeah, okay."

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