Tang Yebai, you owe me so much, I owe you so much, and we haven't paid off each other, how can you die? How can you die? You can't die, you can't die, what should I do if I die?
?
What to do with my love?
Who should I be so devoted to the future?
Xia Chenxi grabbed Mimi and Mimi didn't scream. She was obediently in Xia Chenxi's arms, and accompanied her to spend the most uncomfortable moment with her. Mimi let out the Buddha and felt Xia Chenxi.
All moods.
His eyes were also filled with sadness.
"Mimi, thank you for being with me." Xia Chenxi spoke hoarsely. Now, she had nothing, and her only son was far away in S City, and with his daddy, perhaps, she hated her.
She was alone in France, with only Mimi accompanying her.
Only Mimi understands all her sadness and sadness, all her grievances and despair.
Xia Chenxi is sick.
The illness came as if it was falling, and it caught a cold. The next day, I was bedridden and had a high fever. I was so tired that I was physically and mentally exhausted. My breasts were beside her, crying and licking her master's face.
The master slept unconsciously and was in a daze.
Xiao Qi immediately hired a doctor, prescribed medicine, and received an injection, but Xia Chenxi did not improve. The fever subsided a little, and it rose repeatedly, and it was repeated. It was always very heavy, sometimes awake and sometimes confused.
The doctor said that Xia Chenxi's body was too weak and should not be exhausted from a long distance. Xiao Qi gave up the idea of taking her home and asked her to lie down in the hotel to rest.
Ouyang first returned to the Marseille headquarters. Xiao Qi and the black widow stayed in the hotel. Xiao Qi served Xia Chenxi and did it himself, without any man's hand. Seeing her sweating profusely, Xiao Qi felt very distressed.
Chenxi, your body has always been very good, why are you so sick all of a sudden?
Xia Chenxi was in a daze and slept all night. Her body was a little refreshed, but she still felt very uncomfortable. She continued to lie down and rest. Xiao Qi brought a bowl of porridge. In a hotel like Marseille, it was not easy to make a bowl of porridge.
"Chenxi, come and eat something and make some stomach." Xiao Qi's voice was gentle, with a hint of care, and helped Xia Chenxi get up and let her lean against the pillow. Xiao Qi sat by the bed, blew the porridge and fed it to Xia.
Morning light.
Xia Chenxi's face was pale, with a sick look, and was so fragile that he was just staring at Xiao Qi in a daze.
"What's wrong? Do you have no appetite? You have to eat a little if you don't have an appetite. You haven't eaten anything for a day." Xiao Qi said, his cold face softened slightly, "The hotel's porridge is good, you can eat a little, okay?"
He almost coaxed her to eat a bite or two.
Xia Chenxi's heart became slightly heavier. She stuttered and it was not unpalatable. It was just that it tasted light and had no taste in her mouth.
There were some messy clips in my mind, which were so fast that I couldn't catch them.
When releasing Buddha, Xiao Qi once took care of himself so carefully.
"Xiao Qi, have you taken care of me like this?" Xia Chenxi asked.
Xiao Qi said, "Since I have been taking care of you this way since I was a child, you don't remember it?"
Xia Chenxi thought to herself, she really doesn't remember, did he really take care of her?
Just familiar.
"Don't think too much. You are feeling uncomfortable. After drinking porridge, rest more. You can get better quickly. It's only a few dozen kilometers away from your doorstep." Xiao Qi said, his tone was very gentle, "If you want to,
I can take you home early.”
Xia Chenxi shook her head, Xiao Qi said nothing, and fed all the porridge to her. Xia Chenxi drank the porridge, took medicine, and lay down again. Xiao Qi adjusted the lights in the room and accompanied her by the side, but did not walk away.