Chapter 423: Love is the Paleest Word in the World 2
He has never held her hand like this. Even if he touches her occasionally, it is as cold as ice. She is so greedy for this rare warmth.
However, Leng Jianan suddenly opened his eyes, and when he met Shen Weixin's autumn eyes, he suddenly threw her hand away, as if he had touched the devil's hand.
Shen Weixin's heart was lightly scratched, but she still smiled: "Jianan, you're awake."
Leng Jianan turned his head away from her. His eyes fell on the needle inserted in the back of his hand. Moving up the needle, there was the drip that had not yet been finished.
He suddenly said: "I want to drink porridge"
"I'll buy it for you right away," Shen Weixin said quickly. It was the first time he asked her to do something.
"Yes." Leng Jianan responded solemnly.
But when she came back excitedly after buying fish fillet porridge, she found that the ward was empty, and all the liquid from the needle was dripping on the floor. Shen Weixin's hand felt weak, and the whole bowl of porridge was spilled on the floor.
The top-notch design caused a sensation. Leng Jianan came here, but he looked so haggard, but he still didn't lose his domineering aura, and he still had an aura that could intimidate everyone.
He looked indifferently at Ke'er, who slowly stood up, and walked slowly towards her. Everyone was silent. They were so intimate at Lin Shaofeng's wedding banquet a few days ago. Why do they feel like they are resenting each other's enemies today?
Ke'er looked at his reddish face and saw a little sweat on his forehead. She knew that he must be sick, but he came to City B to find her. Her heart ached and she quickly lowered her gaze. She didn't want him to see the distress in her eyes.
"Why, Miss Tang, don't you dare to look at me?" Leng Jianan said coldly.
Ke'er breathed out, raised her head, and said softly: "You should go to the hospital."
"What a rare concern." Leng Jianan sneered, but it made others feel sad. His face was pale, and there were white dead skin on his lips.
"Jianan..." Ke'er was so sad that she couldn't speak anymore.
Haha Leng Jianan suddenly smiled, he stretched out his hand to touch Ke'er's cold face, then lowered it weakly, and said in a gentle voice: "They say that I, Leng Jianan, am arrogant and omnipotent, but yet I am so cowardly and incompetent in the face of love.
If I can’t even get the woman I love the most, how can I have the power to make anything happen?”
Ke'er looked at him quietly, holding back the tears that were about to fall.
"Have you really made your decision?" Leng Jianan asked her seriously.
"Yes" Ke'er answered without any hesitation, but her heart was broken in an instant.
Leng Jianan smiled sadly and nodded. In an instant, his eyes became cold, as if he was no longer facing the woman he loved deeply, but just a passerby.