During the rainy season, it started to rain again outside the window, making a very noisy sound.
Jing Jiaren didn't speak when she woke up. She leaned on the bedside and looked out the window with unfocused eyes...
Aunt Pan brought food, but she didn't eat any of it.
Then Leng Lintian appeared, took over Aunt Pan's work, held the bowl in his hand, and said in a very gentle voice: "You are very weak. How can you do without eating? My lady, the food is not to your liking?"
"..."
"How do you want to eat, huh?"
He stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and Jing Jiaren suddenly opened her mouth and bit his finger hard.
Leng Lintian frowned, and when he pulled out his finger, there were clear teeth marks on it again.
Leng Lintian waved his hand and couldn't help but raise his eyes and smile: "You like to bite people now? It turns out that rabbits can really bite people when they are anxious..."
His ear that was bitten yesterday is still covered with gauze.
Aunt Pan yelled, took out gauze from the medicine box on the side, and wrapped it on Leng Lintian's finger.
"No need, it's a small injury. She didn't bite off my finger...she is already very kind to me." Leng Lintian said lightly, "Isn't that beautiful?"
Jing Jiaren felt a burst of blood coming out of her heart.
If she could bite it off, she might try—
"I thought you would make a fuss and throw things when you woke up." Leng Lintian stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, "You are actually very calm."
Jing Jiaren turned around, facing away from him, and said nothing.
"You're scolding me... Beauty, you didn't feel comfortable scolding me last night. Today I'm ready, you can continue scolding me."
"..."
"It doesn't matter, I'll listen."
"..."
"You can say whatever you want, don't just say something?" Leng Lintian said patiently, "After you eat something, you will have more strength to scold me and hit me."
Jing Jiaren finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "You are sick!"
If you are really sick, who wants to be humiliated...
Leng Lintian smiled quietly: "That's it? Curse more. I like to listen to you."
I would rather she make a big noise and vent all her anger, but I'm afraid to see her so quiet...
It was almost eerily quiet.
He stopped eating, drinking, talking, and even lost his temper.
"If you want to starve to death, I will starve to death with you...I won't force you to eat if you don't want to."
The air fell silent for an instant, a deathly silence, and the scent of porridge wafted in the air.
This kind of environment was so suffocating that even Aunt Pan couldn't bear the depression. She suddenly thought of something: "Miss Jiaren, you are bored lying like this. Let's read a book."
"..."
"I'll get some books for you to read."
Aunt Pan quickly brought back several magazines and books and placed them beside Jing Jiaren's pillow.
She flipped through a book and said, "This is chicken soup for the soul. It enlightens the mind and can give you some inspiration."
If it is really useful, the one you should look at most should be Leng Lintian.
"This is a collection of jokes. The jokes in it are all very funny. How about I read them to you?"
Aunt Pan read a few words, but there was only a pause, and she had no choice but to close them again.
"By the way, the photos taken by Miss Beauty and Young Master are out. Do you want to select some and bind them into a book?"
Jing Jiaren's eyes finally moved, as if she had a reaction.
Aunt Pan thought she was having a quarrel with Master Leng and was having trouble, so she quickly went to get the photo to please her.
Jing Jiaren's stiff body finally moved and reached out to take the paper bag.
The photos were poured out and scattered in front of him...