Xiang Xiaochuang had already opened his eyes and his gaze fell on Du Jiawen, as if he was neither sad nor happy.
"The porridge is almost cold now, let me feed you." He helped Xiang Xiaochuang sit up and stuffed a big pillow behind her waist.
Xiang Xiaochuang was obviously surprised by such thoughtfulness and meticulousness. She stretched out her hand to take the bowl, but Du Jiawen retracted his hand.
"I'll feed you."
Xiang Xiaochuang's eyes widened, and he quickly lowered his eyes, coughed again, and then said: "No, I can eat it myself. My hand is not broken, so why do I need you to serve me personally, Mr. President?"
After saying this, she felt a little frustrated. Du Jiawen looked at her with an annoyed look. He half-closed his hands in embarrassment, looked at the green and white color on her face, and sighed: "I'll feed you, you've grown a little."
If you have enough strength, can you eat by yourself?"
Xiang Xiaochuang was silent, and Du Jiawen put the bowl to her lips and fed her spoonful after spoonful. Because his posture was a little wrong, the porridge liquid always reached the corner of his lips, so he hurriedly took the napkin.
Xiang Xiaochuang stretched out his hand, took out one piece, and wiped it away gently.
Time seemed to have stagnated, and the two people were silent, repeating actions in silence. One was feeding, the other was eating, Xiang Xiaochuang kept his eyes lowered, and their eyes never met.
"Do you want more? I asked Tianwei to buy another bowl." Du Jiawen looked at the bowl becoming empty and asked softly.
"No, I'm full. Thank you." Xiang Xiaochuang said sadly.
Du Jiawen felt very uncomfortable. They were obviously closer than any other couple in the world, but at this time they were as unfamiliar as strangers who met by chance.
"Xiaochang, do you still feel tired? Go to sleep again. I won't go to the company today. I will just read the documents in the room." Du Jiawen expressed his apology in another way, and Xiang Xiaochuang reluctantly squeezed out a trace of his apology.
Smile.
"I've been sleeping for a long time, I'm not tired. Am I... okay?" I finally had to ask. The expressions on his and Aiwen's faces when they were in the clinic seemed to have something else going on, "Didn't my... stomach problem turn into gastric cancer?
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Du Jiawen was surprised: "How is that possible? What are you thinking about!"
"You tell me the truth, I can bear it." Xiang Xiaochuang met his eyes stubbornly, "The look between you and that doctor clearly means that I am terminally ill! I don't need your pity, really, even if
It's the truth...I won't cry in front of you."
He is not his own person. Even if they have a physical relationship, they still have no legal relationship.
Du Jiawen looked at her stubborn lip line and couldn't laugh or cry: "Where did you think you were going? It's nothing, it's still a gastric ulcer. As long as you take good care of it, your stomach will be as strong as mine in three months to half a year."
Xiang Xiaochuang glanced at him suspiciously: "I thought I heard you say... you said you wanted to go to a specialist hospital for examination..."
"Although Aiwen is a graduate of both medicine and surgery, he is not an expert in gastric diseases after all, so I suggest you go for a review. Don't think about it, how could you... think of it there!"
Feeling uneasy in her heart, Xiang Xiaochuang could almost conclude that he must be hiding something from her. But since he refused to tell her, she just let it go. Even if she was terminally ill, she didn't seem to have any suicide note to write.
"That Tang Xiangtian... what's so good about him!" Du Jiawen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she didn't pursue it anymore, and changed the subject. As soon as he said it, even he felt sour, and the redness on his face disappeared in a flash.
Xiang Xiaochuang heard clearly and stared at him without speaking. The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and Du Jiawen cleared his throat uncomfortably.
"He...except he is younger than me, I don't think he is better than me!" Du Jiawen took a deep breath, suddenly met her eyes, and said seriously.
Xiang Xiaochuang lowered his eyes and avoided his gaze. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his smile lines became deeper and deeper.
"Yes, he is much younger than you." Xiang Xiaochuang lowered his head and hid his smile.
"Do you... dislike me for being old?" Du Jiawen blurted out without thinking. Only when he saw her full smile did he realize it. He tilted his head and asked, "Am I getting old?"
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"Yes, I'm much older than him!" Xiang Xiaochuang also had a smile in his voice, and when Du Jiawen glared at her, he added, "But, I'm also much older than him!"
Du Jiawen's anger, which had no time to ignite, was extinguished in the cradle. He looked at her blankly and smiled: "Okay, you deliberately teased me!"
Xiang Xiaochuang burst out laughing: "It's you who feels sorry for yourself. When you were still in your prime, you actually imitated women and lamented the premature passing of your years. Isn't it funny?"
"Then why are you following Tang Xiangtian?" Du Jiawen felt relieved as he saw her face turn around, no longer so cold and cold.
Xiang Xiaochuang rolled his eyes: "I've already said that I didn't run with him, I just bumped into him! I haven't known him for a long time, and I wouldn't follow him if I wanted to run away!"
"I want to talk to Shen Sidian..." Du Jiawen seemed to have decided to drink up his jealousy all at once, and mentioned another name.
Xiang Xiaochuang couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Come on, he has already been with Chen Mo... a good horse is not ready to turn back, how can I still have anything to do with him..."
"Are you a good horse? A thousand-mile horse? Then I am Bole?" Du Jiawen felt better immediately when he heard that she had distanced herself from those two damn men.
Xiang Xiaochuang immediately suppressed his laughter and said, "You can really put some gold on your face."
"Of course!" Du Jiawen smiled pretentiously, "Then, why did you leave? You didn't even say hello!"
Xiang Xiaochuang immediately turned his head, with suppressed grievance in his voice: "I just feel that my existence may embarrass you. You and Miss Chen seem to be so well matched, and I have to leave sooner or later anyway..."
Du Jiawen immediately held her wrist: "What nonsense are you talking about! What do you mean you have to leave sooner or later? You have always been thinking about leaving me, right?"
"This is a fact...the difference is just that I left on my own initiative, or you drove me away." Xiang Xiaochuang's voice became harsh.
"I won't let you leave without my consent! Besides, you don't care about Xiaoling anymore? Her surgery will have to be arranged after we return to the United States!"
Xiang Xiaochuang stared blankly at the window screen being moved by the breeze: "She promised me that she would be responsible for Xiaoling's surgery to the end..."
Du Jiawen pulled her wrist, and Xiang Xiaochuang slid into his arms.
"Why didn't you tell me that Chen Sijia came to see you? If I hadn't been able to catch up with you at that time, my hatred for you would have lasted forever..."