Tell me about the little things in life that make you feel chilling?

I remember that a cold wave hit the country in the second semester of the second grade of junior high school. I had not had a cold in two years and had a high fever, 39.6. Originally, my dad told my mom to pick me up, and then it was my dad who came. Even without him telling me, I knew it was my mom who didn’t want to come. Then when I got home, I was lying on the bed, and my dad prepared medicine for me. My mom heard that I When I got home, I casually said something to avoid infecting my sister. I was in a daze and had a terrible headache.