Chapter 422: Love is the Paleest Word in the World 1
The whole world became gloomy, and as if to suit the occasion, the autumn rain continued endlessly.
She had no thoughts. The whole morning, Ke'er stared at the street view outside the window in a daze. In fact, she didn't see anything for three days, not a single phone call or a text message, as if she had really cut off all ties.
Isn't this nice? Ke'er faintly laughed, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that her QQ messages had turned into message boxes.
She opened them one by one and looked at them. One of them belonged to Shen Weixin.
There are only two words: Keer
This call has countless meanings. Ke'er exhaled deeply and said: He and I have broken up. I'm sorry.
Shen Weixin held her phone, looked at the text message, and then looked at Leng Jianan who was sleeping on the hospital bed. She did not reply to Ke'er's message.
She knelt down and stroked Leng Jianan's forehead very lightly, the fever still lingering.
"Are you really, really going to belong to me?" Shen Weixin murmured to herself that only when he was sleeping, she had the right to touch him.
But Tang Keer can touch him anytime, anywhere, joke with him, quarrel, or even hurt him without any scruples, but he still treats her like a treasure.
It can even make him depressed and go out in the rain at midnight, until he is unconscious and sent to the hospital.
However, Shen Weixin smiled softly. Just the fact that he belonged to her was enough, wasn't it?
A bad love can be repaired slowly, but a bad fate cannot be repaired forever.
Shen Weixin stood up and looked at Leng Jianan and smiled. Tang Keer, how can my love for him be less than yours? How can the time I love him be less than yours?
You are so smart and know how to advance and retreat, I can't be stupider than you!
So she simply stayed the same in response to all changes and did nothing. They had too many scheming plans to make each other collapse more than blatant methods.
At this time, Leng Jianan's eyelashes fluttered, as if to wake up. Shen Weixin leaned down and called him softly: "Jianan?"
Leng Jianan grabbed her hand and said eagerly: "Don't leave me."
Shen Weixin was startled and didn't say anything. She just let Leng Jianan hold her. Due to the residual fever, his hand was slightly hot, burning into Shen Weixin's heart.