Looking at Xiaoye's weak and trembling body, my heart burned.
He quickly walked into the bathroom, patted his face, and looked at the pale woman in the mirror.
The enchantment is gone, only skinny and thin.
He looks like a ghost with his big black eyes and pointed chin.
Suddenly I felt helpless.
If I can't save Liancheng and Xiaoye, what can I do?
Little by little, I collapsed on the ground, wanting to cry but without tears.
When people are most sad and panicked, there are no tears. Tears are always left at the end of the story, when everything is over!
The essence of the sensory world is suffering. When we expect it to satisfy us, we can only get pain from here. In this world, the only thing that can wash away everything except tears is time. When feelings are moved by time, the longer the time, the weaker the conflict, as if
of constantly diluted tea.
I wiped Xiao Ye's body with alcohol and didn't stop until all the bottle of wine was used up. The soreness all over my body didn't seem to be a part of my body, but seeing Xiao Ye's gentle breathing and body temperature, I felt a lot more relieved.
Mu Shiqin has come here several times in the past two days, but every time he comes and leaves in a hurry. I don't know what he is busy with, and I don't want to know.
At present, Xiaoye's affairs have left me very busy. As long as he wakes up, that is my biggest wish right now.
"Ms. Ye, someone is looking for me!" Ever since Mu Shiqin got angry at one of the nurses because of the name Mrs. Lian last time, no one here dared to call me Mrs. Lian.
I know that maybe he loves me, loves me very passionately and fiercely, but this kind of love is indeed abnormal, with destructive passion and possessive control. Maybe his experience makes him unable to
Love me the way I want, but I no longer want to try to guide his feelings back on track. I am tired and scared. I have never felt my insignificance so deeply.
"Is it you?" I went out and it was the courier from last time.
"Miss Ye Ruoxi? This is your express delivery!" The delivery man looked at me, with a slight smile on his dark face.
"I didn't expect it to be you. Last time I remembered you were not in this hospital."
I subconsciously took his things, and it turned out to be the same bag. I staggered a step, and suddenly recalled the CD with Liancheng on it.
"What's wrong with you?" The courier wore a red hat and looked at me with a smile: "Sign for it!"
"Who sent this?" I looked at the courier, a little suspicious. Although I knew that the CD that day might be genuine, the person who could deliver it to me might not have such good intentions.
"Sorry, we are only responsible for shipping. I have never seen the shipper."
In front of me was the courier with a slightly apologetic smile. I looked at him blankly: "Can I not sign for this document?"
After saying that, he smiled and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand: "If you don't want it, you can sign for it and not read it."
I smiled faintly, looked at him sweating profusely, and still signed my name.
The courier left, and I leaned against the wall, looking at the bag wrapped in brown paper, and deciding whether to open it.
"Ms. Ye, Miss Ye. Why are you here? You've been shaking all night. Go and have a look." The nurse saw me from a distance, with surprise in her eyes, and hurriedly pulled me back.